One hundred and forty-five chapters

Long Feiyun said leisurely: "Broken Dragon Cliff, Broken Dragon Cliff, I didn't expect Long Feiyun to die here, but I still have a little request, that is, I want to compare with Nangong Aoxue's piece of wood before I die, and see if Nangong Aoxue's Proud Blood Knife is powerful, or my Cloud Dragon Hundred Changes are superior, I don't know what Master Wuxiang wants?"

Master Wuxiang couldn't help but be stunned, he never expected Long Feiyun to make such a request at this time, so he didn't know how to answer Long Feiyun for a while!

But another person has already scolded, this person is Lei Dongtian, who has been drinking non-stop, there are a few more mist in his vicissitudes of life, pointing at Long Feiyun and scolding: "Long Feiyun, you bastard, I know it wasn't you who did it, why the fuck should you admit it?"

Long Feiyun glanced at Lei Dongtian and said lightly: "Old drunkard, the world is impermanent, this matter should also be understood!"

Yan Beihui's voice was also a little hoarse: "Brother Long, I will never believe that you did these things, why do you have to admit it?"

And Nangong Aoxue didn't seem to hear the words of these people at all, and still looked into the distance......

However, there was an imperceptible sly smile on Park Hae-jin's face, and Feng Tianming's eyes were full of unbearable color, and he didn't even dare to look at Long Feiyun anymore, but lowered his head......

Long Feiyun opened his mouth slightly: "People will eventually become, and so will I, so don't say anything about the old drunkard Brother Yan!"

Master Wuxiang said: "Brother Long's proposal is not good for the old monk to agree on behalf of Brother Nangong, everything depends on Brother Nangong's meaning!"

Who knew that Nangong Aoxue, who had not spoken, suddenly said coldly: "Long Feiyun, I promise you!"

Lei Dongtian scolded again: "Nangong Aoxue, are you also crazy, you are crazy with Long Feiyun!"

Yanbei sighed back and seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say it, because he knew what Long Feiyun and Nangong Aoxue had said, how could it be that others could change it......

Who knew that Long Feiyun's next words were even more surprising, Long Feiyun smiled slightly: "I don't like to use weapons on weekdays, so I never brought weapons, I was besieged by dozens of people on the road just now, and I forgot to grab one of them, so I don't know which brother can borrow my long sword!"

Everyone looked at each other, no wonder when Long Feiyun went up the mountain, there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, there was already a vicious battle on the way here, and now he wanted to borrow a sword to fight with Nangong Aoxue, the best hand in the world, it was too child's play!

Could it be that Long Feiyun was really sure to defeat Nangong Aoxue? Or did Long Feiyun have other plans! All this seemed to draw a huge question mark in everyone's hearts?

Zhiqiu Dao's long arm shook, and the seven-star sword on his waist came out of the sheath, and the seven-star sword glowing with blue light was cold, making people dare not look at it directly, and then said: "Brother Long, you and I have known each other, so let's use the seven-star sword of the old way!"

Long Feiyun's eyes lit up and he smiled slightly: "The kindness of the Taoist Chief, Long Feiyun has received it, but this seven-star sword is the sword of the Wudang masters of the past dynasties, if it is slightly damaged in my hand, wouldn't it make me Long Feiyun a little more guilty?"

Zhiqiu Dao Chang smiled for a while: "Brother Long is like this, no matter what, Lao Dao regards Brother Long as a friend, so Brother Long doesn't have to care, just use it!"

Long Feiyun's eyes showed a hint of gratitude, but he waved his hand again and again and said: "Dao Chief, this matter must not be used, this seven-star sword dragon Feiyun will never be used!"

Zhiqiu Dao let out a long sigh and said, "In that case, Yichen, you can lend the sword to Brother Long!"

A middle-aged Taoist priest agreed, and walked out behind the Daoist of the Knowing Autumn, and handed over his sword to Long Feiyun......

At this time, everyone's eyes were on Long Feiyun and Nangong Aoxue, some of them were full of expectation, the two masters were in a battle, and they were fortunate to witness it, and they didn't know how much more to brag about in the future; some of them were happy, especially Park Haizhen's heart was even more happy, because in this battle, no matter who Nangong Aoxue and Long Feiyun won or lost, it was also a happy thing for him, which was definitely an unexpected surprise given by God; there were also people like Lei Dongtian and Yan Beihui who were worried about Long Feiyun and Nangong Aoxue, because they both understood that the masters competed with each other, and they would all go all out, and once they lost, they would inevitably worry about their livesOf course, there are also things like Feng Tianming and Lan Mengmeng, the lord of the Duzun Castle, who can't tell whether the duel between Long Feiyun and Nangong Aoxue is happy or sad......

Nangong Aoxue, who was dressed in white, slowly held the Proud Blood Knife, her cold face was joyless and carefree, and even her cold gaze did not change......

Long Feiyun looked at Nangong Aoxue in front of him and smiled slightly: "Wood, I didn't expect you and me to have a battle in the end, but I didn't expect it to be in this situation!"

Nangong Aoxue said proudly: "In today's battle, I will do my best, you have to be careful!"

Long Feiyun sighed and smiled bitterly: "Actually, I still have one more person who can't let go, you should know, wood!"

Nangong Aoxue said: "You don't have to say, no matter what the ending is, from now on, I will take care of her!"

Long Feiyun can't let go of anyone, of course it's Feng Wushuang, this is not only Nangong Aoxue knows, but how many friends who have made friends with Long Feiyun don't know? But Long Feiyun will say this, because Long Feiyun and Nangong Aoxue are fighting, and the masters are fighting, it is bound to be difficult to keep their hands, maybe the person who loses may die because of this, this is no longer something that Long Feiyun and Nangong Aoxue can control, not to mention, in today's situation, even if Long Feiyun can win by luck, but how can many people on the top of this cliff easily let Long Feiyun leave?

The wind was cool, but the sun was warm......

And cooler than the wind is the cold and shining sword, and maybe there is still a human heart......

Knives, murderous knives, swords, deadly swords......

People, helpless people......

This battle is like an arrow on the string and has to be ......

Nangong Aoxue, who was dressed in white, had already held the knife in her slender and powerful hand, and the breeze blew, and the white clothes vibrated with a firm gaze, as if killing a god......

Long Feiyun, who was dressed in cloth, still had a faint smile on his face, although the long sword in his hand was cold and shining, he didn't feel the slightest murderous aura from Long Feiyun, it was as easy as a game......

But is Long Feiyun really easy?

Of course not!

Because no matter who it is, when he meets an opponent like Nangong Aoxue, he will not feel relaxed, unless he really wants to die, but Long Feiyun has to do this, because only relax, maybe Long Feiyun still has the possibility of fighting Nangong Aoxue, otherwise Long Feiyun can only admit defeat!

After a while, Long Feiyun finally moved, and few people who were fast could see it clearly, and stabbed Nangong Aoxue with a sword!

Just when Long Feiyun stabbed out this sword, a stunned cry suddenly came out, it turned out that the boss Zhu Youming and a few people had arrived, and it was the boss lady Tie Ruonan who screamed, because the boss lady Tie Ruonan thought about any situation that happened on the top of the cliff, and even thought that what she was facing at this time would be a bloody battle, but she never thought that Long Feiyun would fight with Nangong Aoxue, so the boss lady Tie Ruonan let out a shocked scream!

It's a pity that Long Feiyun and Nangong Aoxue didn't hear it, because their attention was on each other at this time!

Nangong Aoxue finally moved, and the world-famous Proud Blood Knife slashed on Long Feiyun's long sword with three points of amazement and seven points of arrogance, as if a dragon roar was emitted from the ground, which shocked the ear drums of the people watching the battle, and everyone couldn't help but secretly admire it in their hearts, it was indeed a man of great fame......

Long Feiyun's long sword turned and stabbed at Nangong Aoxue's wrist, Nangong Aoxue didn't look at it and slashed at the long sword again, this time it didn't make a deafening sound like before, it just made a crisp jingle sound!

Long Feiyun and Nangong Aoxue fought faster and faster, and a gray shadow was wrapped in a white shadow, as if a gray dragon and a white dragon were fighting......

Everyone felt that there was a tinkling sound in their ears, but they couldn't tell in their eyes that it was Long Feiyun and that it was Nangong Aoxue, and the strong wind brought by the sword seemed to be colder than the wind at the bottom of the cliff, and they couldn't feel half the warmth under the sun......

With a bang, the two intertwined figures finally separated, but no one could tell whether Long Feiyun won or Nangong Aoxue won......

Nangong Aoxue, who was dressed in white, stood outstanding, with no joy or sorrow in her eyes, and the arrogant blood knife pointed at Long Feiyun from afar......

Long Feiyun had a smile on his face, but the long sword suddenly shattered, and only one sword was held in his hand, Long Feiyun smiled and said, "Wood, you won!" After speaking, Long Feiyun's chest suddenly showed a blood mark, and blood shot out......

Nangong Aoxue's eyes showed a rare look of pain and said, "You could have blocked it, why?"

Long Feiyun looked around, his eyes lit up, and he smiled slightly: "Long Feiyun will inevitably die today, and it is not a blessing to be able to die under the knife of wood!" After speaking, Long Feiyun flew back to the edge of the Broken Dragon Cliff and jumped into the cliff......

Master Wuxiang, the head of Shaolin, and Zhiqiu Daochang, the head of Wudang, have both seen that Nangong Aoxue's knife not only injured Long Feiyun's chest, but the knife qi must have broken Long Feiyun's heart, but they didn't expect that Long Feiyun would use the only remaining internal force to jump under the cliff......

Park Hae-jin couldn't help but have a little more joy in his eyes, it seemed that he was very satisfied with such a result, Feng Wushuang, who was dressed in red, saw Long Feiyun jumping into the bottom of the cliff, and the long-lost memory came to him instantly, and he remembered Long Feiyun at once, and couldn't help shouting: "Don't!" When Long Feiyun's figure disappeared on the top of the cliff, Feng Wushuang only felt a burst of fire, and he fainted......

The boss Zhu Youming's fat body seems to have never been so fast, and he has reached the edge of the cliff with a rise and fall, looking down the cliff, in addition to the endless river, where is the shadow of Long Feiyun......

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian and Yanbei followed closely behind the boss Zhu Youming, and also looked at the bottom of the cliff, but the result was the same, only the endless river was left under the cliff, and the old drunkard Lei Dongtian's eyes were full of tears, and he scolded angrily: "Why is this?"