The tincture oil was lost, and Bai Lingyu almost burst into his lungs. He punched the man's head with a punch, swearing to smash his head.
The mysterious guest moved his body, squat down and avoided Bai Lingyu's fist, and took the opportunity to sweep his legs.
The mysterious guest's kick was like a sickle to cut wheat, and he wanted to kick Bai Lingyu's lower limbs. Unexpectedly, Bai Lingyu's divine power was poured into his body, and his limbs were as hard as gold and iron. His sickle sweeping legs could not hurt Bai Lingyu at all. Instead, his legs were broken by the divine power of the Qilin.
After such a short battle, Bai Lingyu saw the opponent's face clearly. This person had a pretty facial features and a red belt on his shoulder. This was clearly the outfit of the grain escort officer in the Daheng Army.
Get rid of your ideas and get back quickly!
The man used his power to shake the severe pain of his legs and turned around to greet his companions.
In addition, the mysterious man who was fighting with Ling Xiao also made several moves, turned around and left.
Yu Wuhen and Feng Wangchen, who walked easily, all sacrificed Yuangong to pursue him, but were stopped by Bai Lingyu: Wait, now that so much tincture oil is leaking, the smell will definitely spread all over the world. If you don’t leave at this time, you will be in trouble!
When Yufeng and the others heard this, they agreed and pulled back. Bai Lingyu called Ling Xiao to leave together.
As expected by Bai Lingyu, the smell of tinder oil quickly floated to the central army's tent. The King of Jin immediately sent someone to check it out. The soldiers of each battalion were mobilized one after another and vowed to round up the details.
The four of them retreated safely under the cover of thick fog and quickly returned to the hillside.
Ling Xiao frowned and said: Now half of the food and grass are not poured with tinea oil. Should I put this arrow or not?
Bai Lingyu closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and said firmly: Let it go! Burning half of the food and grass is enough to make him mess around for a while!
After saying that, he took the lead in pulling up the black iron strong bow, put a long arrow nearly eight feet on the string, took a deep breath of true energy, plucked up the power of the Qilin, aimed at the military camp at the foot of the mountain, and shouted loudly!
The sharp arrow was like a flying fire meteor, cutting through the night sky and heading straight for the enemy camp granary. Although there was no flame on the arrow, after infusing the power of the Qilin, the arrow rubbed violently with the air when it passed through the sky. The whole arrow was burned red, and its heat and ignition were no different.
The red arrows were nailed into the granary, igniting tinder oil, and a whoosh of red flames soared into the sky, alarming the soldiers and armors from all directions.
Seeing this, Ling Xiao was lucky enough to pull the bow, gathered the Lei Yan body, pulled the bow and sounded, supported the mountains, raised the stars and the moon, and the true energy of the thunder fire penetrated into the arrows. It turned out to be the divine bow that broke through thousands of troops. With the arrows, it was like thunder and flames, which suddenly ignited a granary.
In the army, the Qilin pulled the bow with great force, Panlong and Wukui Pili controlled the strings, and the two of them fired arrows, carrying hundreds of steps through the willows, and for all, the 80,000 troops at the foot of the mountain were burned down before they could react. Most of the soldiers of each battalion could still care about pursuing spies, and they carried water to put out the fire, making a mess
The people at the foot of the mountain had already noticed the source of the rocket and immediately sent a cavalry to run towards the hillside. Bai Lingyu put a strong bow on his shoulder and greeted everyone: Retreat!
She has been in the army for a long time and has obtained Yang Ye's true teachings. She judged the situation and grasped the opportunity of the fighter. The soldiers below could not hide even a small move in her eyes. Before the cavalry could get on the horse, Bai Lingyu saw the other party's intention and immediately called everyone to evacuate.
The cavalry team went up the hillside and found that the rockets had already escaped and could not even touch their shadows.
After Bai Lingyu and others retreated to a safe place, she couldn't wait to ask: Ling Shou, can you see clearly the person you were fighting with just now?
Ling Xiao described the man's appearance, but there was nothing special. Bai Lingyu asked again: Is there a red belt tied to his arm?
Ling Xiao nodded and said: There is such a
Bai Lingyu suddenly became confused and frowned. She couldn't figure it out.
Feng Wangchen asked: General Bai, what is the mystery of this red belt?
Bai Lingyu sighed: In the Daheng army, the red belt is the outfit of the grain magistrate, but I don’t understand why these two mysterious masters dress up as the grain magistrate.
Feng Wangchen said again: According to the military ranks in Heng’s army, what position is the grain escort officer?
Bai Lingyu said: The military rank is not high, but it is directly under the command of the head coach and in charge of the rations of the three armies. Anyone has to be polite to him. However, the King of Jin set up sixty-four granaries in one breath. The status of the grain custodian is much worse than before. It is hard to say how many of these grain custodians are directly under his confidants, but I probably will not exceed half. Feng Wangchen frowned and said: The military ration is burned, how can the head custodian understand the situation of the military ration?
Bai Lingyu said: The head coach will usually directly ask the grain escort officer to order the losses of the grain and grass, and also make changes to the following strategies.
Feng Wangchen clapped his hands suddenly and shouted: Oh no, we did a wrongful life!
Bai Lingyu was stunned and asked: Why did Fengshou say this?
Feng Wangchen said: According to General Bai’s previous words, the food and grass are scattered. Although it can be guaranteed that the enemy will not burn grain and lose all the money, it is difficult for the King of Jin to take into account the positions of these grain custodians, so that outsiders have infiltrated it. However, it is difficult for these outsiders to see the King of Jin. Only when the food and grass are burned can the King of Jin summon the grain custodians of each battalion to inquire...
Bai Lingyu took a deep breath of air conditioning and said: What the first seat means is that the target of the two mysterious masters is... King of Jin?
Feng Wangchen smiled bitterly: In order to find an opportunity to approach King Jin, they will definitely find ways to burn food and grass, so we just fought a wrongful battle!
What happened outside?
The King of Jin had long been unable to sit still in the tent. He jumped up and pointed at his subordinates and shouted, "Why did the military rations be burned?"
A military officer said timidly: Report to Your Highness, now my subordinates have sent someone to investigate, I believe there will be a result soon
King Jin suddenly interrupted him and said: Fart, when you find out, the soldiers will starve to death. I will immediately summon all the grain escort officials. I want to know how much military ration is left!
Hearing this, the generals under the seat hurried out to summon the grain escort officers of each battalion. In a short while, sixty-four grain escort officers gathered in the commander's tent.
The King of Jin looked low and asked in a cold voice: How much food and grass are left in each camp? You can report it to me!
The lower part was silent, and no one dared to speak. The King of Jin shouted impatiently: You are all mute, haven’t you heard this?
When he shouted, the bottom immediately became a mess. You said yours, I said mine, and I don’t know who should listen to them.
Report to Your Highness, the food and grass in the 32nd Battalion has not been damaged at all...
Report to Your Highness, the food and grass of the Sixty-first Battalion was tragically burned, but the villain had already put out the fire, and half of the food and grass were still there!
The King of Jin heard the ears buzzing, and shouted in disgust: It's outrageous, each person says, who should I listen to, shut up!
Just as he cursed angrily, two sharp lights suddenly emerged from the grain escort officer. They turned out to be two men in the grain escort officer uniforms. They rushed towards the King of Jin like lightning on the left and right.
The King of Jin suddenly changed his face and shouted: "There is a thorn..."
Before they finished speaking, the two of them had their palms at the same time. The palms of the palms were so powerful that King Jin could not even speak. Before the word "娱" was spit out, the wind was blocked in his throat.
At the critical moment, a figure rushed to the King of Jin, and he pushed his chest out of his way without hesitation. With a bang, the man flew out like a kite with a broken thread, spitting blood.
Master?
King Jin saw this person's face clearly, it was Hou Xiangyu. He was like gold paper, his mouth and nose bleeding, and he was struggling to get up.
Although Hou Xiángyu blocked a wave of assassinations, the two assassins still refused to give up. They each set up their own secret styles, and both praised the moves, and they would not give up until they took the life of King Jin.
The commander was assassinated, and the generals below dared not stand idly by and reached out to draw their swords to protect the master. However, before entering the commander's tent, their weapons were confiscated. In desperation, they could only fight to protect the master with bare hands.
The assassin on the left sneered, and with a wave of his hand, he drew a sharp wind. All the generals who rushed up were beheaded by their heads. The assassin on the right was even more nimble, stretched his palm, and killed several people in a simple palm. The two of them joined forces to kill the people in the tent in just a moment.
The King of Jin cried and sighed inwardly that my life was over!
The two assassins did not drag on the slumber and rushed to kill the King of Jin before the guards arrived.
At this moment, Hou Xiángyu, who fell to the ground, suddenly picked up the candlestick and smashed it at the two of them, and shouted: Your Highness, let's go quickly, I'll stop them!
The assassin on the left raised his hand and pushed it back with a palm force. The candle just lit the files around him, the wooden chair and the tent, and the fire started in a short while.
King Jin was swept around by the other party's palm wind. Seeing this, Hou Xiángyu hurriedly stepped forward to support King Jin, and just when he caught King Jin: Your Highness, are you okay!
King Jin coughed out a mouthful of blood and said: Master, it seems that today is the death of heaven!
Hou Xiangyu said firmly: As long as I am still alive, I will do my best to protect Your Highness!
I'm so angry, I want to see how you protect a dead person!
The assassin's sneer sounded, but Hou Xiángyu, who supported King Jin, showed a colder smile and a hint of disdain in his eyes than him.
The assassins on the right were covered by thick smoke, and they pinched their fingers into a knife, poking them into the heart of King Jin, and they were impartially in the middle of their chest, with blood splashing everywhere. King Jin cried and fell to the ground, and there was no movement anymore.
The assassination was successful, and the two immediately retreated, fleeing far away in a blink of an eye, leaving behind the tent of the fire raging fire and the King of Jin covered in blood.
The fire burned harder and fiercer, and the commander's tent was swallowed in a blink of an eye. Although the food and grass were not burned out, the news of the commander's assassination spread throughout the army like a plague. Suddenly, people were panicked, and the morale of the army was in chaos. The 80,000 troops were in chaos.
A figure in the sky was floating by the wind, and it was Feng Wangchen. He used the wind swept wind to fly in the air and saw the underground military camp at a glance
After landing, Feng Wangchen said to everyone: The military camp was already in chaos, and a fire broke out in the tent of the commander's camp. It seems that the King of Jin is in danger!
Bai Lingyu said strangely: Who is so bold that he dares to assassinate the prince?
Yu Wuhen asked: Could it be King Qi?
Bai Lingyu shook his head and said: It's impossible that it was him, because the three great venerables had just made a big fuss in the camp. If the King of Qi sent someone to assassinate him again, he would undoubtedly be punished. Even the emperor could not bear the infamy of the cruel brother. If the King of Qi really dared to do this, let alone a crown prince, it would be hard to say whether he could survive!
Feng Wangchen patted his forehead and said: If it is true as General Bai said, then the mastermind behind the scenes is obviously going to blame Jiangdong and let the King of Qi take the blame!
Bai Lingyu nodded and said: Apart from that, I can't think of any other possibilities!
After a moment, Bai Lingyu said again: I learned some rumors from the army that when King Jin escorted Wu Zun's seal to Lingzhou that day, he encountered a group of gangs of gangs' attacks, but strangely, this group of gangs had tattoos of my Bai family's emblem, which was very boring!
Yu Wuhen asked: General Bai, what is the mystery behind this?
Bai Lingyu said: The Bai family has long disappeared. I am the only bloodline of the Bai family. I don’t know where these people came from, but I have some ideas about what happened tonight…
Although Feng Wangchen was not familiar with the matter in Shenzhou, he was also good at making plans. After hearing what Bai Lingyu said, he immediately understood: Could it be that General Bai said that the mastermind behind the scenes pretended to be the Bai family and attacked the King of Jin in order to put the unjust case of the Bai family on the stage and use it to make trouble?
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Bai Lingyu's eyes and snorted: No matter who I am, I dare to joke about my mother's unjust case, and I will definitely not let him go!
While speaking, the pink fists clenched and clattered, wishing to tear the enemy to pieces
The night receded, the rising sun was rising, and the dawn was blooming. The parties also received some rumors at the foot of the mountain. Various rumors spread all over the sky. The mountain was in chaos and the mountain was not calm. Due to the removal of the threat from the army, the pressure of each sect and faction on the mountain was reduced. They turned their fingers to deal with Yuan Ding Zhenren, but no one dared to challenge his shocking martial arts.
Yuan Ding Zhenren sat peacefully on the stool, leisurely savoring the fragrant tea, squinted his eyes and listened to the disciples behind him, his face turned dark, but he soon recovered, still calm as if the sky was not shocked.
Xuandeng said: Master, if what the elder brother said is true, then our situation is very bad?
Yuan Ding Zhenren smiled and said: Don’t panic. My teacher has seen the face of King Jin. He is not a short-lived person. This fire may not harm his life. Even if the morale of the army below is in chaos, the yang energy is still there. My teacher can use the yang energy of these 80,000 living people to attract the yang energy of Linxia Mountain. The effect of gathering the yang veins is still there. Just a moment, my teacher will take down the Martial Master Seal. Who else dares to be arrogant then?
At this moment, the sound of the outside was like a tide, and the figures were surging not far away. The flag of Tianjian Valley was fluttering in the wind. Yuan Ding Zhenren suddenly widened his eyes, staring at the visitor, and thought to himself: Yu Xiuting, you can't help it in the end. Since you dare to come, I will wash away my previous shame!
As soon as the mind moves, the true energy follows the flow, the power of the four directions of the positive yang echoes, and the slightest desire to be released
It's Tianjian Valley
Hello, Master Yu!
The elegant look and the style of the genius, which made everyone shocked their spirits. They paused and saluted to Yu Xiuting. This coincidental move appeared, but there was a picture of the Wan Cult worshipping the Sword Immortal. Seeing Yuan Ding's true heart was ignited, I wish I could draw a sword to break the sword Immortal's myth
Yuan Ding Zhenren stood up and greeted him: The master of the valley came here, I am missing the opportunity to welcome him. I don’t know what advice the master of the valley came today. I will definitely share the worries for the master of the valley!
Yu Xiuting nodded and smiled: Thank you for your kindness. I came here today but it was just an old thing. Hearing Yu Xiuting's vague words, Yuan Ding's true man was wary and waited for the other party to tell the story about the seal of Wu Zun, and then he proposed a battle to win the battle.
I don’t know what happened to the Valley Master, can I do my best?
Yuan Ding said with a smile
Yu Xiuting said: It’s just a grudge in the martial arts world. As we all know, the Han and Zhao families have had a deep grudge. In the past, the young master of the Han family also unfortunately died in the martial arts competition and the young master of the Zhao family. Not long ago, the Zhao family also sent someone to break the Han family’s plaque. The grudges, love and hatred can be explained in one word.
Yuan Ding Zhenren saw Yu Xiuting pointing his finger at the grievances of this aristocratic family, and he couldn't help but feel a little more confused. He listened to her quietly. Yin Fangxi, Jin Ziyi, and especially Zhao Hui, who were watching the battle, couldn't help but feel a thrill of anxiety.
Yu Xiuting sighed: Not long ago, I met Miss Cui, and she entrusted me to do something for her... That was to meet the head of the Zhao family, Mr. Zhao Hui, at this martial arts event, and hoped to take this opportunity to break the grudges between the two families!
At this time, Jin Ziyi couldn't help but speak and said: Master Yu Gu's words are quite inappropriate. Miss Cui is no longer a member of the Han family, and the grudges between these two families have nothing to do with her!
Yu Xiuting snorted: But the young master of the Han family is Miss Cui's husband. As the saying goes, a couple has a hundred nights of kindness. Miss Cui wants to ask for an explanation for her husband. What's wrong with this? Isn't Confucianism often said that we are grateful to others? Is it not that Jin Yuan mainly violated the precepts and persuaded Miss Cui to be a despicable villain who knows and does not repay her kindness?
Yu Xiuting's words were sharp, and a few words were quoted from classics, making Jin Ziyi speechless
Zong Yixiao also added fuel to the fire and said sarcastically: Jin Ziyi, you are still the leader of the Confucian think tank. You have been fed the dogs after all the books of sages you have read in the past years!
Seeing Jin Ziyi's face gloomy and calm, Yin Fangxi immediately winked at Zhao Hui and signaled him to respond. Zhao Hui showed a little embarrassed, but when he saw Yin Fangxi's threatening eyes, he had no choice but to agree.
Zhao Hui stood up and saluted Yu Xiuting and said: I wonder if I can say a few words to Miss Cui in person.
Yu Xiuting nodded and said: If the grudges between the two families are resolved, it is best!
Since Mr. Zhao has invited me, I will be disrespectful!
The crisp female voice sounded, accompanied by a slight red shadow, with skin as cream, red lips and white teeth. It was Cui Die. Although she was beautiful and had a smile with red lips, she had a decisive intention between her eyebrows.
Zhao Hui said: Since Master Yu Gu hopes that the two families will be in trouble at this martial arts conference, then I would like to ask, Miss Cui, how to settle the grudge?
Cui Die raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: Establish a life and death situation, and use force to defeat the enemy!
Zhao Hui laughed and said: Very good. I am tired of this year's tit-for-tat confrontation. It is a pleasure to try to silence this grudge in front of all the heroes!
Cui Die sneered and said: Happiness? I’m afraid that the old man’s family will not get up soon!
The two signed a life-and-death case in front of everyone, and vowed to each other whether it was a victory or death in this battle, the grudge between the Zhao and Han families would be abandoned. If there was revenge afterwards, the whole martial arts world could attack.
After the resettlement was completed, the two of them stood in the open space in the middle of the crowd, gathering their cultivation and preparing to fight to the death.
Zhao Hui thought to himself: This little girl has good martial arts skills, and this time she is life and death, so there is no need for me to give her any gifts that elders want to give.
As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Hui's energy sinks into Dantian and uses the Zhao family's Wu Jue Shocking Palm. With his left palm stretched, his energy condensed into a straight line, stabbing Cui Die like a sharp arrow.
Cui Die moved his steps lightly, used the Ice and Fire Skill, and with a stroke of his bare hands, gathering energy into ice, creating a three-foot-sized ice wall to seal Zhao Hui's strength
After the test, Zhao Hui turned to the sky with both palms, reversed the airflow in all directions, and the energy even more intensely scraped towards Cui Die. As long as she was entangled by the cyclone for half, Zhao Hui could launch a continuous attack, and make a spurt of his strength to destroy the flowers.
Cui Die's arms drooped, slowly condensed itself, and the power of the Fire Cloud Palm was born. Then she split her hands and transformed into a butterfly shadow. This move was the Fire Butterfly Dance that Cui Die evolved from the Fire Cloud Palm.
The two sides gathered their energy in an instant, and their skills were perfect. They were extremely tricks. Zhao Hui pushed his palms together, and the palm condom was released. Cui Dieyu's hand was transformed and he took over the palm force. The fire butterfly's true energy dispelled Zhao Hui's palm power and turned it into pieces.
Zhao Hui used his moves, and his palms suddenly decreased. The fire butterfly danced afterwards came into being. I saw butterflies dancing in the sky, spreading in all directions with Cui Butterfly as the center, surrounding Zhao Hui.
Zhao Hui's mind was calm. He knew very well that these beautiful butterflies were transformed into Cui Die's true energy. If one was really stuck together, the anger in the butterfly shadow would burst out. If all these countless butterflies were really exploded, even if they were copper and iron bones, they would be disabled for seven points.
Zhao Hui's thoughts changed rapidly, and he thought about a way to break the move. He saw his knees bent and his breath suddenly subsided. In an instant, he had no chance of life. The fire butterfly was a true qi transformation and flew towards the living person. Zhao Hui's move made the fire butterfly in the sky lose its target and stop in the air.
Suddenly, Zhao Hui's true energy burst out, and his internal strength was thrust into the needle. Taking advantage of the moment when the fire butterfly paused, he forced his move, and the butterfly shadow in the sky suddenly turned into nothingness.
Relieving the threat of the invasion of the body, Zhao Hui jumped up and kicked Cui Die with a high pitch.
This kick is another unique skill of the Zhao family. It only depends on the sharp and rapid footwork, and then the power is even more rapid.
Cui Die immediately sacrificed the Fire Cloud Palm and used both hands to seal the opponent's feet.
Only when the airflow collapsed, the beautiful figure of the red-clothed silk was actually weak and was kicked away by the opponent, which was shocked to retreat one after another.
Although Cui Die's martial arts skills are good, Zhao Hui obviously has decades of internal strength and cultivation than her, so he will be able to confront each other head-on and make a judgment on the superiority.
Zhao Hui was in power and was unforgivable. Lightning bolted up, and his legs were raised in a row, like a beaded cannon crossbow
The battle situation was not good, Cui Die changed his move immediately, retreating the fire and producing ice, and the cold air appeared in her palm. Her slender and delicate palm dyed with such a layer of ice crystals, which made her look even more crystal clear and pity-provoking to hold it in her palm to care for her heart.
Cui Die's fingers are made into a knife, and the black ice turns into a blade. It is the black ice knife. The cold sword energy cuts towards Zhao Hui's ankle. The cold air hits. Zhao Hui only feels a bit cold on both feet, as if the blood on both legs has solidified. So he raises two more points of the inner world and kicks out a move. This move focuses on seeking life from the dead, finding the gap between the enemy, and kills with one move. Only see his feet are like flowing water, his body is like a galloping horse, and his palms and legs are intertwined. Cui Die's black ice knife is kicked to pieces before it is completely cut out.
Cui Die felt a sensation of energy in her palms, and she was almost kicked to break her metacarpal bone. Her fair cheeks were filled with a morbid redness, and her hair was slightly messy. She was particularly pitying in her embarrassment.
Zhao Hui was also amazed at his beauty, and a hint of reluctance arose in his heart: Is such a beauty a pity if she dies like this?
So he shouted: Little girl, if you stop here, I will make an exception and spare your life!
Cui Die said: Young Master is there to pretend. Today, either I, Cui Die, dies, or you, Old Zhao, enter the coffin! Zhao Hui shouted angrily: A bold slut, you are not ruthless, I will definitely forgive you!
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Hui used another trick to shock his legs. His body moved and swayed, and his feet were swaying towards Cui Die's throat, chest, and dantian. His legs seemed to be shadowless, as strong as a crossbow, as fast as lightning. As long as Cui Die was kicked, he would definitely lose his fragrance on the spot.
The opponent's legs are sharp, and Cui Die's palm technique is not vague. Although the foundation is not enough, it is still more than enough to stabilize the defense. Just watch her crimson clothes flutter, her palms move like flying catkins, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of palms were shot out. The fire palms echoed each other, casting a shield to block Zhao Hui's heavy feet. This move is the defensive style of the Fire Sea Iron Bucket in the Fire Cloud Palm
This move is truly a wall of iron. If Zhao Hui is bombarded, Cui Die will not let him go, his hair will be damaged and he will keep it safe without any leakage.
After all, Zhao Hui was experienced and saw that his leg skills were difficult to play, so he immediately changed his move and used the shocking palm again. His palm was soft and tricky. He first offset Cui Die's fire power, then moved left and right up and down, and turned Cui Die's iron barrel defense line. Then he put his palms into his fingers and poked Cui Die's throat hard. This move was also fierce and vicious. Once hit, he would die immediately.
Cui Die was so amazing. Just when his fingertips were half an inch away from his throat, his soft waist sank downwards, and his plump legs spread to both sides. It was a one-line horse that a beginner must practice. Although it was the most basic martial arts posture, he cleverly avoided the death killing move.
Then Cui Die clenched his fingers and hit Zhao Hui's Dantian from bottom to top
Zhao Hui was shocked, but his move was too fierce, and it was impossible to dodge. He could only gather his whole body's strength and hoped to withstand Cui Die's punch. Unexpectedly, Cui Die just made a fake move. The punch did not hit him firmly, but his legs overlapped, and he used a sweeping leg to attack Zhao Hui down the plate.
Zhao Hui was caught off guard and was swept hard by Cui Die, and his body was suddenly unbalanced. Cui Die was beaten up, stretching his jade feet upwards, kicking Zhao Hui out like a kick.
With a thud, Zhao Hui was thrown into the sky, and his embarrassing posture made everyone laugh.
Bitch, this is what you asked for!
Zhao Hui was furious, and his old face turned into a pig's liver. He raised his inner body despite his injuries and suddenly pushed his body to the limit. The three-foot-meter-a-round air flow suddenly rolled back and reversed, with extraordinary power.
Cui Die looked cold and frosty with her jade face, her eyebrows were raised, her starry eyes were cold, and she silently condensed her true energy. Unlike Zhao Hui's terrifying aura, she gave people a deep feeling, without any emotional fluctuations, and was so calm that she was scared.
Zhao Hui shouted loudly, used the shocking palm, and slapped Cui Die with a sudden move. The palm was extremely powerful. Cui Die raised his hand to take the move, but it was difficult to resist his power. As soon as he took the move, he was shocked and spit out red. He took several steps in a row.
Zhao Hui was in power and continued to force the attack, and he ran out his palms, and layered up his palm prints hit Cui Die.
Cui Die used the Fire Cloud Palm to fight him with his palms, facing each other, shocking the four directions. The two of their true qi intertwined and collided with each other, making a deafening loud noise.
Zhao Hui is the ultimate killer of the army. If a man is crazy, he will never give up his life without taking the red robe. However, Cui Die is in a simple manner, keeps his guard at the door, and his bare hands are light and his strength is resisting tigers and wolves. It is difficult for Zhao Hui to cross the lightning pool.
The competition in moves, but the gap in foundation gradually became apparent with the progress of the battle situation. After Cui Die took over Zhao Hui's more than 100 palms, he felt that his arms had begun to be sore and tingling, his chest was also stuffy, his blood and energy were even more messy, and his footwork was no longer as light as he was.
Zhao Hui leaped up in the air, and his legs were squeezing, and he used a move. The ghosts and gods were easy to break. He saw his feet together, and his true energy gathered in his toes, forming a spiral point cone set, kicking towards Cui Die Mingmen.
Before the move was completed, Cui Die's hair had been blown off by sharp force, and three thousand black hairs moved with the wind. Coupled with the pale flower face that was injured, it had a sad and charming charm.
Knowing that it was at the critical moment of life and death, Cui Die shouted, and the true essence of ice and fire complemented each other, pressing to his own limit, and his palms overlapped to create a ball of air that combines hardness and softness, and was launched to meet the situation. Ghosts and gods are easy to break
The ultimate move was right, and it set off a huge wave. As the smoke and dust flew, I saw a trace of redness, which was actually covered with red clothes and dust, and the jade butterfly drank hatred.
Zhao Hui's decades of internal strength have all combined into one move. Although Cui Die has extraordinary skills, he is unable to stand against his opponent's heroic power. He is shattered by the ice and fire air mass. His qi veins are even severely damaged by the opponent's true energy. His delicate body is shaking, he opens his cherry lips and spits blood again.
Although Zhao Hui had the upper hand, it was not easy to feel good. His internal organs were raging by the ice and fire, as if they were almost twisted into a ball. However, in order to eliminate the consequences, he ignored the internal injuries and raised the Yuangong again. His legs were used again. Two dragons played with pearls, and his two strong legs hit Cui Die left and right like scissors. His toes were aimed at Cui Die's temple. He swears to kick the head of the beautiful woman in crimson to pieces.
In the fire of the fire, Cui Die's pale red lips curled a hint of sneer, which made Zhao Hui feel terrified, but his moves were already taken back, so he could only kill his opponent.
Cui Die's left palm turned into a fire, his right hand condensed cold ice, and the Fire Cloud Palm and the Black Ice Sword were hit by each other. These two extreme moves were perfectly integrated again. Just watch Cui Die's bow left and right, and intercepted the legs of the two dragons playing with the pearl. Then he put his palms together and slashed forward like a big knife. Zhao Hui's two dragons could not form a siege, which was opened in the middle lane, and his life root was exposed, just falling into the range of Cui Die's palm sword.
The ice and fire combined into Zhao Hui's crotch was right in front of Zhao Hui's crotch. Only a tragic scream sounded. Zhao Hui covered his legs and fell to the ground and rolled. His face, which was originally red, was pale and dull at this moment, and his shiny skin was covered with wrinkles. It seemed that he had been aging for decades, his eyes turned white, moaned, and tears and snot flowed all over the ground.
Cui Die wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth and sneered: You sent someone to break the Han family plaque that day, and today I will destroy your body, so that you can know what the cycle of heaven is unhappy!
Zhao Hui was so painful that his souls disappeared from the seven souls, and said whimper: Bitch, remember it for me... One day, I will definitely exterminate you...
Cui Die raised her eyes coldly and snorted: I'm afraid you won't be that day!
After saying that, the wind swept his palm and cut off Zhao Hui's throat. The Zhao family's great master died with a whistle, and blood flowed out of his neck all over the floor.
Zhao Hui had already cut off his life and became a useless person, but Cui Die was still unwilling to show mercy and took his life directly. Some people seem to be inappropriate in this way, but the two had already made a life-and-death case in advance, and outsiders could not interfere. In addition, the blood feuds of these two families paved the way, Cui Die's behavior was not cruel. After all, there is no need to talk about martial arts morality among this enemy. If you catch an opportunity, you must kill your enemies. You must never give your opponent a chance to turn things around. This is also an unwritten rule in the world.
Since the victory and defeat have been decided, the hatred between the Han and Zhao families will end here. I hope both sides will abide by the prior agreement and do not raise another war!
Yu Xiuting seized the opportunity and spoke. In addition to reminding the Zhao family, she also threatened her a little, so as not to bother Cui Die with a feverish mind.
Jin Ziyi also took the opportunity to say: Master Yu Gu’s words are reasonable. Since the grudge between the Han and Zhao families has been over, don’t bother with them anymore. As the saying goes, when will the revenge be repaid? It’s better to stop!
Yu Xiuting laughed secretly and thought to herself: This Confucian scholar is really sinister. Seeing Zhao Hui die in such a humiliating battle, he took the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. He most likely wanted to take the opportunity to embezzle the power of the Zhao family.
Just when Xiuting was thinking about how to prevent Jin Ziyi from using the Zhao family to grow up, she heard Jin Ziyi say something amazing: Since there is a precedent for the Han and Zhao families to compete to break up their grudges, it might as well be better for Jianxian to use Yuan Ding Zhenren to resolve some of the unhappiness of the day with the King of the Day!
His words were obviously to push Yu Xiuting to fight against Yuan Ding Zhenren, and take the opportunity to win back the city to avenge Yu Xiuting to help Cui Die to deal with Zhao Hui. Not only can he sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight, but he can also secretly buy personal favors for the Zhao family, paving the way for the future control of the Zhao family's foundation.
Yuan Ding Zhenren was like washing his previous shame. When he heard this, he immediately followed the boat and said: What Master Jin said is so true. I wonder if Master Yu Gu is willing to give me this opportunity?
Jin Ziyi laughed and said: Of course, Master Yu Gu is in mind the justice of the martial arts world. Since he can contribute to the blood feud between the Han and Zhao families, he will definitely not refuse the Taoist priest's sincerity!
The two of them got together, asked and answered one by one, and contacted Yu Xiuting, who had just come forward to support Cui Die, and also put a so-called high hat of justice in the martial arts world, which was to force Yu Xiuting to challenge Yuanding, who was carrying the positive yang aura!
Yu Xiuting smiled with red lips, starry eyes like water, her posture was elegant and peaceful, without any sign of panic. Suddenly, a rosy scent of orchid and fragrant scented with her mouth and said: As the two said, Tianjian Valley and Yuanding Zhenren will fulfill the unhappiness in the past!
Hearing Yu Xiuting's acceptance, Jin Ziyi felt uneasy, as if she had been plotted against, because Yu Xiuting's words were extremely obscure. She only mentioned the Tianjian Valley, but not mentioned herself... Just when Jin Ziyi was still thinking about the profound meaning of this sentence, she heard a majestic and high voice: Mother-in-law, let the son-in-law come in this formation! Long Hui walked out with steady steps, and the faces of Yuan Ding and Jin Ziyi were sunk at the same time.
Jin Ziyi snorted: General Long, this is the personal grudge between Yuan Ding Zhenren and Master Yu Gu. It would be too abrupt for you to intervene like this!
Long Hui sneered: I am a half-child in law, and I am a half-child in my mother-in-law and I am a little filial to my mother-in-law. What's wrong with being a little filial?
As soon as Long Hui opened his mouth, he raised his filial piety. Jin Ziyi was not suitable to touch him again, because he had just been refuted by Yu Xiuting's Confucian morality with kindness. If he opened his mouth, he might have been ridiculed by the theory of filial piety.
Yu Xiuting smiled and said: Good boy, then you can enjoy your filial piety for me, so you can apologize to Yuanding Zhenren!
Although Yu Xiuting is proud of a martial artist, she is not a fool. She knows that Yuan Ding Zhenren uses the qi of Zhengyang to improve her cultivation and fight head-on. Since Long Hui has the unique ability to transform Yin and Yang, he will deal with this old Taoist. After all, when the bloody battle in Fengdu was fought, only Long Hui could resist the disadvantages of the environment without relying on external forces.
When he was defeated by Long Hui, Yuan Ding Zhenren saw his enemy, his desire to fight increased instead of reducing. The fire of Zhengyang is getting stronger and stronger, and he is ready to burn this stinky, unscathing muddy boy at any time.
The mysterious guest moved his body, squat down and avoided Bai Lingyu's fist, and took the opportunity to sweep his legs.
The mysterious guest's kick was like a sickle to cut wheat, and he wanted to kick Bai Lingyu's lower limbs. Unexpectedly, Bai Lingyu's divine power was poured into his body, and his limbs were as hard as gold and iron. His sickle sweeping legs could not hurt Bai Lingyu at all. Instead, his legs were broken by the divine power of the Qilin.
After such a short battle, Bai Lingyu saw the opponent's face clearly. This person had a pretty facial features and a red belt on his shoulder. This was clearly the outfit of the grain escort officer in the Daheng Army.
Get rid of your ideas and get back quickly!
The man used his power to shake the severe pain of his legs and turned around to greet his companions.
In addition, the mysterious man who was fighting with Ling Xiao also made several moves, turned around and left.
Yu Wuhen and Feng Wangchen, who walked easily, all sacrificed Yuangong to pursue him, but were stopped by Bai Lingyu: Wait, now that so much tincture oil is leaking, the smell will definitely spread all over the world. If you don’t leave at this time, you will be in trouble!
When Yufeng and the others heard this, they agreed and pulled back. Bai Lingyu called Ling Xiao to leave together.
As expected by Bai Lingyu, the smell of tinder oil quickly floated to the central army's tent. The King of Jin immediately sent someone to check it out. The soldiers of each battalion were mobilized one after another and vowed to round up the details.
The four of them retreated safely under the cover of thick fog and quickly returned to the hillside.
Ling Xiao frowned and said: Now half of the food and grass are not poured with tinea oil. Should I put this arrow or not?
Bai Lingyu closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and said firmly: Let it go! Burning half of the food and grass is enough to make him mess around for a while!
After saying that, he took the lead in pulling up the black iron strong bow, put a long arrow nearly eight feet on the string, took a deep breath of true energy, plucked up the power of the Qilin, aimed at the military camp at the foot of the mountain, and shouted loudly!
The sharp arrow was like a flying fire meteor, cutting through the night sky and heading straight for the enemy camp granary. Although there was no flame on the arrow, after infusing the power of the Qilin, the arrow rubbed violently with the air when it passed through the sky. The whole arrow was burned red, and its heat and ignition were no different.
The red arrows were nailed into the granary, igniting tinder oil, and a whoosh of red flames soared into the sky, alarming the soldiers and armors from all directions.
Seeing this, Ling Xiao was lucky enough to pull the bow, gathered the Lei Yan body, pulled the bow and sounded, supported the mountains, raised the stars and the moon, and the true energy of the thunder fire penetrated into the arrows. It turned out to be the divine bow that broke through thousands of troops. With the arrows, it was like thunder and flames, which suddenly ignited a granary.
In the army, the Qilin pulled the bow with great force, Panlong and Wukui Pili controlled the strings, and the two of them fired arrows, carrying hundreds of steps through the willows, and for all, the 80,000 troops at the foot of the mountain were burned down before they could react. Most of the soldiers of each battalion could still care about pursuing spies, and they carried water to put out the fire, making a mess
The people at the foot of the mountain had already noticed the source of the rocket and immediately sent a cavalry to run towards the hillside. Bai Lingyu put a strong bow on his shoulder and greeted everyone: Retreat!
She has been in the army for a long time and has obtained Yang Ye's true teachings. She judged the situation and grasped the opportunity of the fighter. The soldiers below could not hide even a small move in her eyes. Before the cavalry could get on the horse, Bai Lingyu saw the other party's intention and immediately called everyone to evacuate.
The cavalry team went up the hillside and found that the rockets had already escaped and could not even touch their shadows.
After Bai Lingyu and others retreated to a safe place, she couldn't wait to ask: Ling Shou, can you see clearly the person you were fighting with just now?
Ling Xiao described the man's appearance, but there was nothing special. Bai Lingyu asked again: Is there a red belt tied to his arm?
Ling Xiao nodded and said: There is such a
Bai Lingyu suddenly became confused and frowned. She couldn't figure it out.
Feng Wangchen asked: General Bai, what is the mystery of this red belt?
Bai Lingyu sighed: In the Daheng army, the red belt is the outfit of the grain magistrate, but I don’t understand why these two mysterious masters dress up as the grain magistrate.
Feng Wangchen said again: According to the military ranks in Heng’s army, what position is the grain escort officer?
Bai Lingyu said: The military rank is not high, but it is directly under the command of the head coach and in charge of the rations of the three armies. Anyone has to be polite to him. However, the King of Jin set up sixty-four granaries in one breath. The status of the grain custodian is much worse than before. It is hard to say how many of these grain custodians are directly under his confidants, but I probably will not exceed half. Feng Wangchen frowned and said: The military ration is burned, how can the head custodian understand the situation of the military ration?
Bai Lingyu said: The head coach will usually directly ask the grain escort officer to order the losses of the grain and grass, and also make changes to the following strategies.
Feng Wangchen clapped his hands suddenly and shouted: Oh no, we did a wrongful life!
Bai Lingyu was stunned and asked: Why did Fengshou say this?
Feng Wangchen said: According to General Bai’s previous words, the food and grass are scattered. Although it can be guaranteed that the enemy will not burn grain and lose all the money, it is difficult for the King of Jin to take into account the positions of these grain custodians, so that outsiders have infiltrated it. However, it is difficult for these outsiders to see the King of Jin. Only when the food and grass are burned can the King of Jin summon the grain custodians of each battalion to inquire...
Bai Lingyu took a deep breath of air conditioning and said: What the first seat means is that the target of the two mysterious masters is... King of Jin?
Feng Wangchen smiled bitterly: In order to find an opportunity to approach King Jin, they will definitely find ways to burn food and grass, so we just fought a wrongful battle!
What happened outside?
The King of Jin had long been unable to sit still in the tent. He jumped up and pointed at his subordinates and shouted, "Why did the military rations be burned?"
A military officer said timidly: Report to Your Highness, now my subordinates have sent someone to investigate, I believe there will be a result soon
King Jin suddenly interrupted him and said: Fart, when you find out, the soldiers will starve to death. I will immediately summon all the grain escort officials. I want to know how much military ration is left!
Hearing this, the generals under the seat hurried out to summon the grain escort officers of each battalion. In a short while, sixty-four grain escort officers gathered in the commander's tent.
The King of Jin looked low and asked in a cold voice: How much food and grass are left in each camp? You can report it to me!
The lower part was silent, and no one dared to speak. The King of Jin shouted impatiently: You are all mute, haven’t you heard this?
When he shouted, the bottom immediately became a mess. You said yours, I said mine, and I don’t know who should listen to them.
Report to Your Highness, the food and grass in the 32nd Battalion has not been damaged at all...
Report to Your Highness, the food and grass of the Sixty-first Battalion was tragically burned, but the villain had already put out the fire, and half of the food and grass were still there!
The King of Jin heard the ears buzzing, and shouted in disgust: It's outrageous, each person says, who should I listen to, shut up!
Just as he cursed angrily, two sharp lights suddenly emerged from the grain escort officer. They turned out to be two men in the grain escort officer uniforms. They rushed towards the King of Jin like lightning on the left and right.
The King of Jin suddenly changed his face and shouted: "There is a thorn..."
Before they finished speaking, the two of them had their palms at the same time. The palms of the palms were so powerful that King Jin could not even speak. Before the word "娱" was spit out, the wind was blocked in his throat.
At the critical moment, a figure rushed to the King of Jin, and he pushed his chest out of his way without hesitation. With a bang, the man flew out like a kite with a broken thread, spitting blood.
Master?
King Jin saw this person's face clearly, it was Hou Xiangyu. He was like gold paper, his mouth and nose bleeding, and he was struggling to get up.
Although Hou Xiángyu blocked a wave of assassinations, the two assassins still refused to give up. They each set up their own secret styles, and both praised the moves, and they would not give up until they took the life of King Jin.
The commander was assassinated, and the generals below dared not stand idly by and reached out to draw their swords to protect the master. However, before entering the commander's tent, their weapons were confiscated. In desperation, they could only fight to protect the master with bare hands.
The assassin on the left sneered, and with a wave of his hand, he drew a sharp wind. All the generals who rushed up were beheaded by their heads. The assassin on the right was even more nimble, stretched his palm, and killed several people in a simple palm. The two of them joined forces to kill the people in the tent in just a moment.
The King of Jin cried and sighed inwardly that my life was over!
The two assassins did not drag on the slumber and rushed to kill the King of Jin before the guards arrived.
At this moment, Hou Xiángyu, who fell to the ground, suddenly picked up the candlestick and smashed it at the two of them, and shouted: Your Highness, let's go quickly, I'll stop them!
The assassin on the left raised his hand and pushed it back with a palm force. The candle just lit the files around him, the wooden chair and the tent, and the fire started in a short while.
King Jin was swept around by the other party's palm wind. Seeing this, Hou Xiángyu hurriedly stepped forward to support King Jin, and just when he caught King Jin: Your Highness, are you okay!
King Jin coughed out a mouthful of blood and said: Master, it seems that today is the death of heaven!
Hou Xiangyu said firmly: As long as I am still alive, I will do my best to protect Your Highness!
I'm so angry, I want to see how you protect a dead person!
The assassin's sneer sounded, but Hou Xiángyu, who supported King Jin, showed a colder smile and a hint of disdain in his eyes than him.
The assassins on the right were covered by thick smoke, and they pinched their fingers into a knife, poking them into the heart of King Jin, and they were impartially in the middle of their chest, with blood splashing everywhere. King Jin cried and fell to the ground, and there was no movement anymore.
The assassination was successful, and the two immediately retreated, fleeing far away in a blink of an eye, leaving behind the tent of the fire raging fire and the King of Jin covered in blood.
The fire burned harder and fiercer, and the commander's tent was swallowed in a blink of an eye. Although the food and grass were not burned out, the news of the commander's assassination spread throughout the army like a plague. Suddenly, people were panicked, and the morale of the army was in chaos. The 80,000 troops were in chaos.
A figure in the sky was floating by the wind, and it was Feng Wangchen. He used the wind swept wind to fly in the air and saw the underground military camp at a glance
After landing, Feng Wangchen said to everyone: The military camp was already in chaos, and a fire broke out in the tent of the commander's camp. It seems that the King of Jin is in danger!
Bai Lingyu said strangely: Who is so bold that he dares to assassinate the prince?
Yu Wuhen asked: Could it be King Qi?
Bai Lingyu shook his head and said: It's impossible that it was him, because the three great venerables had just made a big fuss in the camp. If the King of Qi sent someone to assassinate him again, he would undoubtedly be punished. Even the emperor could not bear the infamy of the cruel brother. If the King of Qi really dared to do this, let alone a crown prince, it would be hard to say whether he could survive!
Feng Wangchen patted his forehead and said: If it is true as General Bai said, then the mastermind behind the scenes is obviously going to blame Jiangdong and let the King of Qi take the blame!
Bai Lingyu nodded and said: Apart from that, I can't think of any other possibilities!
After a moment, Bai Lingyu said again: I learned some rumors from the army that when King Jin escorted Wu Zun's seal to Lingzhou that day, he encountered a group of gangs of gangs' attacks, but strangely, this group of gangs had tattoos of my Bai family's emblem, which was very boring!
Yu Wuhen asked: General Bai, what is the mystery behind this?
Bai Lingyu said: The Bai family has long disappeared. I am the only bloodline of the Bai family. I don’t know where these people came from, but I have some ideas about what happened tonight…
Although Feng Wangchen was not familiar with the matter in Shenzhou, he was also good at making plans. After hearing what Bai Lingyu said, he immediately understood: Could it be that General Bai said that the mastermind behind the scenes pretended to be the Bai family and attacked the King of Jin in order to put the unjust case of the Bai family on the stage and use it to make trouble?
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Bai Lingyu's eyes and snorted: No matter who I am, I dare to joke about my mother's unjust case, and I will definitely not let him go!
While speaking, the pink fists clenched and clattered, wishing to tear the enemy to pieces
The night receded, the rising sun was rising, and the dawn was blooming. The parties also received some rumors at the foot of the mountain. Various rumors spread all over the sky. The mountain was in chaos and the mountain was not calm. Due to the removal of the threat from the army, the pressure of each sect and faction on the mountain was reduced. They turned their fingers to deal with Yuan Ding Zhenren, but no one dared to challenge his shocking martial arts.
Yuan Ding Zhenren sat peacefully on the stool, leisurely savoring the fragrant tea, squinted his eyes and listened to the disciples behind him, his face turned dark, but he soon recovered, still calm as if the sky was not shocked.
Xuandeng said: Master, if what the elder brother said is true, then our situation is very bad?
Yuan Ding Zhenren smiled and said: Don’t panic. My teacher has seen the face of King Jin. He is not a short-lived person. This fire may not harm his life. Even if the morale of the army below is in chaos, the yang energy is still there. My teacher can use the yang energy of these 80,000 living people to attract the yang energy of Linxia Mountain. The effect of gathering the yang veins is still there. Just a moment, my teacher will take down the Martial Master Seal. Who else dares to be arrogant then?
At this moment, the sound of the outside was like a tide, and the figures were surging not far away. The flag of Tianjian Valley was fluttering in the wind. Yuan Ding Zhenren suddenly widened his eyes, staring at the visitor, and thought to himself: Yu Xiuting, you can't help it in the end. Since you dare to come, I will wash away my previous shame!
As soon as the mind moves, the true energy follows the flow, the power of the four directions of the positive yang echoes, and the slightest desire to be released
It's Tianjian Valley
Hello, Master Yu!
The elegant look and the style of the genius, which made everyone shocked their spirits. They paused and saluted to Yu Xiuting. This coincidental move appeared, but there was a picture of the Wan Cult worshipping the Sword Immortal. Seeing Yuan Ding's true heart was ignited, I wish I could draw a sword to break the sword Immortal's myth
Yuan Ding Zhenren stood up and greeted him: The master of the valley came here, I am missing the opportunity to welcome him. I don’t know what advice the master of the valley came today. I will definitely share the worries for the master of the valley!
Yu Xiuting nodded and smiled: Thank you for your kindness. I came here today but it was just an old thing. Hearing Yu Xiuting's vague words, Yuan Ding's true man was wary and waited for the other party to tell the story about the seal of Wu Zun, and then he proposed a battle to win the battle.
I don’t know what happened to the Valley Master, can I do my best?
Yuan Ding said with a smile
Yu Xiuting said: It’s just a grudge in the martial arts world. As we all know, the Han and Zhao families have had a deep grudge. In the past, the young master of the Han family also unfortunately died in the martial arts competition and the young master of the Zhao family. Not long ago, the Zhao family also sent someone to break the Han family’s plaque. The grudges, love and hatred can be explained in one word.
Yuan Ding Zhenren saw Yu Xiuting pointing his finger at the grievances of this aristocratic family, and he couldn't help but feel a little more confused. He listened to her quietly. Yin Fangxi, Jin Ziyi, and especially Zhao Hui, who were watching the battle, couldn't help but feel a thrill of anxiety.
Yu Xiuting sighed: Not long ago, I met Miss Cui, and she entrusted me to do something for her... That was to meet the head of the Zhao family, Mr. Zhao Hui, at this martial arts event, and hoped to take this opportunity to break the grudges between the two families!
At this time, Jin Ziyi couldn't help but speak and said: Master Yu Gu's words are quite inappropriate. Miss Cui is no longer a member of the Han family, and the grudges between these two families have nothing to do with her!
Yu Xiuting snorted: But the young master of the Han family is Miss Cui's husband. As the saying goes, a couple has a hundred nights of kindness. Miss Cui wants to ask for an explanation for her husband. What's wrong with this? Isn't Confucianism often said that we are grateful to others? Is it not that Jin Yuan mainly violated the precepts and persuaded Miss Cui to be a despicable villain who knows and does not repay her kindness?
Yu Xiuting's words were sharp, and a few words were quoted from classics, making Jin Ziyi speechless
Zong Yixiao also added fuel to the fire and said sarcastically: Jin Ziyi, you are still the leader of the Confucian think tank. You have been fed the dogs after all the books of sages you have read in the past years!
Seeing Jin Ziyi's face gloomy and calm, Yin Fangxi immediately winked at Zhao Hui and signaled him to respond. Zhao Hui showed a little embarrassed, but when he saw Yin Fangxi's threatening eyes, he had no choice but to agree.
Zhao Hui stood up and saluted Yu Xiuting and said: I wonder if I can say a few words to Miss Cui in person.
Yu Xiuting nodded and said: If the grudges between the two families are resolved, it is best!
Since Mr. Zhao has invited me, I will be disrespectful!
The crisp female voice sounded, accompanied by a slight red shadow, with skin as cream, red lips and white teeth. It was Cui Die. Although she was beautiful and had a smile with red lips, she had a decisive intention between her eyebrows.
Zhao Hui said: Since Master Yu Gu hopes that the two families will be in trouble at this martial arts conference, then I would like to ask, Miss Cui, how to settle the grudge?
Cui Die raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: Establish a life and death situation, and use force to defeat the enemy!
Zhao Hui laughed and said: Very good. I am tired of this year's tit-for-tat confrontation. It is a pleasure to try to silence this grudge in front of all the heroes!
Cui Die sneered and said: Happiness? I’m afraid that the old man’s family will not get up soon!
The two signed a life-and-death case in front of everyone, and vowed to each other whether it was a victory or death in this battle, the grudge between the Zhao and Han families would be abandoned. If there was revenge afterwards, the whole martial arts world could attack.
After the resettlement was completed, the two of them stood in the open space in the middle of the crowd, gathering their cultivation and preparing to fight to the death.
Zhao Hui thought to himself: This little girl has good martial arts skills, and this time she is life and death, so there is no need for me to give her any gifts that elders want to give.
As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Hui's energy sinks into Dantian and uses the Zhao family's Wu Jue Shocking Palm. With his left palm stretched, his energy condensed into a straight line, stabbing Cui Die like a sharp arrow.
Cui Die moved his steps lightly, used the Ice and Fire Skill, and with a stroke of his bare hands, gathering energy into ice, creating a three-foot-sized ice wall to seal Zhao Hui's strength
After the test, Zhao Hui turned to the sky with both palms, reversed the airflow in all directions, and the energy even more intensely scraped towards Cui Die. As long as she was entangled by the cyclone for half, Zhao Hui could launch a continuous attack, and make a spurt of his strength to destroy the flowers.
Cui Die's arms drooped, slowly condensed itself, and the power of the Fire Cloud Palm was born. Then she split her hands and transformed into a butterfly shadow. This move was the Fire Butterfly Dance that Cui Die evolved from the Fire Cloud Palm.
The two sides gathered their energy in an instant, and their skills were perfect. They were extremely tricks. Zhao Hui pushed his palms together, and the palm condom was released. Cui Dieyu's hand was transformed and he took over the palm force. The fire butterfly's true energy dispelled Zhao Hui's palm power and turned it into pieces.
Zhao Hui used his moves, and his palms suddenly decreased. The fire butterfly danced afterwards came into being. I saw butterflies dancing in the sky, spreading in all directions with Cui Butterfly as the center, surrounding Zhao Hui.
Zhao Hui's mind was calm. He knew very well that these beautiful butterflies were transformed into Cui Die's true energy. If one was really stuck together, the anger in the butterfly shadow would burst out. If all these countless butterflies were really exploded, even if they were copper and iron bones, they would be disabled for seven points.
Zhao Hui's thoughts changed rapidly, and he thought about a way to break the move. He saw his knees bent and his breath suddenly subsided. In an instant, he had no chance of life. The fire butterfly was a true qi transformation and flew towards the living person. Zhao Hui's move made the fire butterfly in the sky lose its target and stop in the air.
Suddenly, Zhao Hui's true energy burst out, and his internal strength was thrust into the needle. Taking advantage of the moment when the fire butterfly paused, he forced his move, and the butterfly shadow in the sky suddenly turned into nothingness.
Relieving the threat of the invasion of the body, Zhao Hui jumped up and kicked Cui Die with a high pitch.
This kick is another unique skill of the Zhao family. It only depends on the sharp and rapid footwork, and then the power is even more rapid.
Cui Die immediately sacrificed the Fire Cloud Palm and used both hands to seal the opponent's feet.
Only when the airflow collapsed, the beautiful figure of the red-clothed silk was actually weak and was kicked away by the opponent, which was shocked to retreat one after another.
Although Cui Die's martial arts skills are good, Zhao Hui obviously has decades of internal strength and cultivation than her, so he will be able to confront each other head-on and make a judgment on the superiority.
Zhao Hui was in power and was unforgivable. Lightning bolted up, and his legs were raised in a row, like a beaded cannon crossbow
The battle situation was not good, Cui Die changed his move immediately, retreating the fire and producing ice, and the cold air appeared in her palm. Her slender and delicate palm dyed with such a layer of ice crystals, which made her look even more crystal clear and pity-provoking to hold it in her palm to care for her heart.
Cui Die's fingers are made into a knife, and the black ice turns into a blade. It is the black ice knife. The cold sword energy cuts towards Zhao Hui's ankle. The cold air hits. Zhao Hui only feels a bit cold on both feet, as if the blood on both legs has solidified. So he raises two more points of the inner world and kicks out a move. This move focuses on seeking life from the dead, finding the gap between the enemy, and kills with one move. Only see his feet are like flowing water, his body is like a galloping horse, and his palms and legs are intertwined. Cui Die's black ice knife is kicked to pieces before it is completely cut out.
Cui Die felt a sensation of energy in her palms, and she was almost kicked to break her metacarpal bone. Her fair cheeks were filled with a morbid redness, and her hair was slightly messy. She was particularly pitying in her embarrassment.
Zhao Hui was also amazed at his beauty, and a hint of reluctance arose in his heart: Is such a beauty a pity if she dies like this?
So he shouted: Little girl, if you stop here, I will make an exception and spare your life!
Cui Die said: Young Master is there to pretend. Today, either I, Cui Die, dies, or you, Old Zhao, enter the coffin! Zhao Hui shouted angrily: A bold slut, you are not ruthless, I will definitely forgive you!
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Hui used another trick to shock his legs. His body moved and swayed, and his feet were swaying towards Cui Die's throat, chest, and dantian. His legs seemed to be shadowless, as strong as a crossbow, as fast as lightning. As long as Cui Die was kicked, he would definitely lose his fragrance on the spot.
The opponent's legs are sharp, and Cui Die's palm technique is not vague. Although the foundation is not enough, it is still more than enough to stabilize the defense. Just watch her crimson clothes flutter, her palms move like flying catkins, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of palms were shot out. The fire palms echoed each other, casting a shield to block Zhao Hui's heavy feet. This move is the defensive style of the Fire Sea Iron Bucket in the Fire Cloud Palm
This move is truly a wall of iron. If Zhao Hui is bombarded, Cui Die will not let him go, his hair will be damaged and he will keep it safe without any leakage.
After all, Zhao Hui was experienced and saw that his leg skills were difficult to play, so he immediately changed his move and used the shocking palm again. His palm was soft and tricky. He first offset Cui Die's fire power, then moved left and right up and down, and turned Cui Die's iron barrel defense line. Then he put his palms into his fingers and poked Cui Die's throat hard. This move was also fierce and vicious. Once hit, he would die immediately.
Cui Die was so amazing. Just when his fingertips were half an inch away from his throat, his soft waist sank downwards, and his plump legs spread to both sides. It was a one-line horse that a beginner must practice. Although it was the most basic martial arts posture, he cleverly avoided the death killing move.
Then Cui Die clenched his fingers and hit Zhao Hui's Dantian from bottom to top
Zhao Hui was shocked, but his move was too fierce, and it was impossible to dodge. He could only gather his whole body's strength and hoped to withstand Cui Die's punch. Unexpectedly, Cui Die just made a fake move. The punch did not hit him firmly, but his legs overlapped, and he used a sweeping leg to attack Zhao Hui down the plate.
Zhao Hui was caught off guard and was swept hard by Cui Die, and his body was suddenly unbalanced. Cui Die was beaten up, stretching his jade feet upwards, kicking Zhao Hui out like a kick.
With a thud, Zhao Hui was thrown into the sky, and his embarrassing posture made everyone laugh.
Bitch, this is what you asked for!
Zhao Hui was furious, and his old face turned into a pig's liver. He raised his inner body despite his injuries and suddenly pushed his body to the limit. The three-foot-meter-a-round air flow suddenly rolled back and reversed, with extraordinary power.
Cui Die looked cold and frosty with her jade face, her eyebrows were raised, her starry eyes were cold, and she silently condensed her true energy. Unlike Zhao Hui's terrifying aura, she gave people a deep feeling, without any emotional fluctuations, and was so calm that she was scared.
Zhao Hui shouted loudly, used the shocking palm, and slapped Cui Die with a sudden move. The palm was extremely powerful. Cui Die raised his hand to take the move, but it was difficult to resist his power. As soon as he took the move, he was shocked and spit out red. He took several steps in a row.
Zhao Hui was in power and continued to force the attack, and he ran out his palms, and layered up his palm prints hit Cui Die.
Cui Die used the Fire Cloud Palm to fight him with his palms, facing each other, shocking the four directions. The two of their true qi intertwined and collided with each other, making a deafening loud noise.
Zhao Hui is the ultimate killer of the army. If a man is crazy, he will never give up his life without taking the red robe. However, Cui Die is in a simple manner, keeps his guard at the door, and his bare hands are light and his strength is resisting tigers and wolves. It is difficult for Zhao Hui to cross the lightning pool.
The competition in moves, but the gap in foundation gradually became apparent with the progress of the battle situation. After Cui Die took over Zhao Hui's more than 100 palms, he felt that his arms had begun to be sore and tingling, his chest was also stuffy, his blood and energy were even more messy, and his footwork was no longer as light as he was.
Zhao Hui leaped up in the air, and his legs were squeezing, and he used a move. The ghosts and gods were easy to break. He saw his feet together, and his true energy gathered in his toes, forming a spiral point cone set, kicking towards Cui Die Mingmen.
Before the move was completed, Cui Die's hair had been blown off by sharp force, and three thousand black hairs moved with the wind. Coupled with the pale flower face that was injured, it had a sad and charming charm.
Knowing that it was at the critical moment of life and death, Cui Die shouted, and the true essence of ice and fire complemented each other, pressing to his own limit, and his palms overlapped to create a ball of air that combines hardness and softness, and was launched to meet the situation. Ghosts and gods are easy to break
The ultimate move was right, and it set off a huge wave. As the smoke and dust flew, I saw a trace of redness, which was actually covered with red clothes and dust, and the jade butterfly drank hatred.
Zhao Hui's decades of internal strength have all combined into one move. Although Cui Die has extraordinary skills, he is unable to stand against his opponent's heroic power. He is shattered by the ice and fire air mass. His qi veins are even severely damaged by the opponent's true energy. His delicate body is shaking, he opens his cherry lips and spits blood again.
Although Zhao Hui had the upper hand, it was not easy to feel good. His internal organs were raging by the ice and fire, as if they were almost twisted into a ball. However, in order to eliminate the consequences, he ignored the internal injuries and raised the Yuangong again. His legs were used again. Two dragons played with pearls, and his two strong legs hit Cui Die left and right like scissors. His toes were aimed at Cui Die's temple. He swears to kick the head of the beautiful woman in crimson to pieces.
In the fire of the fire, Cui Die's pale red lips curled a hint of sneer, which made Zhao Hui feel terrified, but his moves were already taken back, so he could only kill his opponent.
Cui Die's left palm turned into a fire, his right hand condensed cold ice, and the Fire Cloud Palm and the Black Ice Sword were hit by each other. These two extreme moves were perfectly integrated again. Just watch Cui Die's bow left and right, and intercepted the legs of the two dragons playing with the pearl. Then he put his palms together and slashed forward like a big knife. Zhao Hui's two dragons could not form a siege, which was opened in the middle lane, and his life root was exposed, just falling into the range of Cui Die's palm sword.
The ice and fire combined into Zhao Hui's crotch was right in front of Zhao Hui's crotch. Only a tragic scream sounded. Zhao Hui covered his legs and fell to the ground and rolled. His face, which was originally red, was pale and dull at this moment, and his shiny skin was covered with wrinkles. It seemed that he had been aging for decades, his eyes turned white, moaned, and tears and snot flowed all over the ground.
Cui Die wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth and sneered: You sent someone to break the Han family plaque that day, and today I will destroy your body, so that you can know what the cycle of heaven is unhappy!
Zhao Hui was so painful that his souls disappeared from the seven souls, and said whimper: Bitch, remember it for me... One day, I will definitely exterminate you...
Cui Die raised her eyes coldly and snorted: I'm afraid you won't be that day!
After saying that, the wind swept his palm and cut off Zhao Hui's throat. The Zhao family's great master died with a whistle, and blood flowed out of his neck all over the floor.
Zhao Hui had already cut off his life and became a useless person, but Cui Die was still unwilling to show mercy and took his life directly. Some people seem to be inappropriate in this way, but the two had already made a life-and-death case in advance, and outsiders could not interfere. In addition, the blood feuds of these two families paved the way, Cui Die's behavior was not cruel. After all, there is no need to talk about martial arts morality among this enemy. If you catch an opportunity, you must kill your enemies. You must never give your opponent a chance to turn things around. This is also an unwritten rule in the world.
Since the victory and defeat have been decided, the hatred between the Han and Zhao families will end here. I hope both sides will abide by the prior agreement and do not raise another war!
Yu Xiuting seized the opportunity and spoke. In addition to reminding the Zhao family, she also threatened her a little, so as not to bother Cui Die with a feverish mind.
Jin Ziyi also took the opportunity to say: Master Yu Gu’s words are reasonable. Since the grudge between the Han and Zhao families has been over, don’t bother with them anymore. As the saying goes, when will the revenge be repaid? It’s better to stop!
Yu Xiuting laughed secretly and thought to herself: This Confucian scholar is really sinister. Seeing Zhao Hui die in such a humiliating battle, he took the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. He most likely wanted to take the opportunity to embezzle the power of the Zhao family.
Just when Xiuting was thinking about how to prevent Jin Ziyi from using the Zhao family to grow up, she heard Jin Ziyi say something amazing: Since there is a precedent for the Han and Zhao families to compete to break up their grudges, it might as well be better for Jianxian to use Yuan Ding Zhenren to resolve some of the unhappiness of the day with the King of the Day!
His words were obviously to push Yu Xiuting to fight against Yuan Ding Zhenren, and take the opportunity to win back the city to avenge Yu Xiuting to help Cui Die to deal with Zhao Hui. Not only can he sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight, but he can also secretly buy personal favors for the Zhao family, paving the way for the future control of the Zhao family's foundation.
Yuan Ding Zhenren was like washing his previous shame. When he heard this, he immediately followed the boat and said: What Master Jin said is so true. I wonder if Master Yu Gu is willing to give me this opportunity?
Jin Ziyi laughed and said: Of course, Master Yu Gu is in mind the justice of the martial arts world. Since he can contribute to the blood feud between the Han and Zhao families, he will definitely not refuse the Taoist priest's sincerity!
The two of them got together, asked and answered one by one, and contacted Yu Xiuting, who had just come forward to support Cui Die, and also put a so-called high hat of justice in the martial arts world, which was to force Yu Xiuting to challenge Yuanding, who was carrying the positive yang aura!
Yu Xiuting smiled with red lips, starry eyes like water, her posture was elegant and peaceful, without any sign of panic. Suddenly, a rosy scent of orchid and fragrant scented with her mouth and said: As the two said, Tianjian Valley and Yuanding Zhenren will fulfill the unhappiness in the past!
Hearing Yu Xiuting's acceptance, Jin Ziyi felt uneasy, as if she had been plotted against, because Yu Xiuting's words were extremely obscure. She only mentioned the Tianjian Valley, but not mentioned herself... Just when Jin Ziyi was still thinking about the profound meaning of this sentence, she heard a majestic and high voice: Mother-in-law, let the son-in-law come in this formation! Long Hui walked out with steady steps, and the faces of Yuan Ding and Jin Ziyi were sunk at the same time.
Jin Ziyi snorted: General Long, this is the personal grudge between Yuan Ding Zhenren and Master Yu Gu. It would be too abrupt for you to intervene like this!
Long Hui sneered: I am a half-child in law, and I am a half-child in my mother-in-law and I am a little filial to my mother-in-law. What's wrong with being a little filial?
As soon as Long Hui opened his mouth, he raised his filial piety. Jin Ziyi was not suitable to touch him again, because he had just been refuted by Yu Xiuting's Confucian morality with kindness. If he opened his mouth, he might have been ridiculed by the theory of filial piety.
Yu Xiuting smiled and said: Good boy, then you can enjoy your filial piety for me, so you can apologize to Yuanding Zhenren!
Although Yu Xiuting is proud of a martial artist, she is not a fool. She knows that Yuan Ding Zhenren uses the qi of Zhengyang to improve her cultivation and fight head-on. Since Long Hui has the unique ability to transform Yin and Yang, he will deal with this old Taoist. After all, when the bloody battle in Fengdu was fought, only Long Hui could resist the disadvantages of the environment without relying on external forces.
When he was defeated by Long Hui, Yuan Ding Zhenren saw his enemy, his desire to fight increased instead of reducing. The fire of Zhengyang is getting stronger and stronger, and he is ready to burn this stinky, unscathing muddy boy at any time.
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