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"It's actually Dayan Secret Swordsmanship...... It's really Dayan Secret Swordsmanship, how is it possible?"

Looking at Murong Zihan, the second elder said slowly.

Murong Zihan's pale expression revealed a hint of a smile, and he said slowly: "I really didn't expect that the second elder would be able to recognize this sword technique. ”

The Second Elder's expression became solemn, and he said slowly: "I really didn't expect that you really cultivated that incomplete Great Yan Secret Sword Technique to such a hot temperature, and what was hidden was really deep enough, even the Great Elder was easily fooled by you." ”

Murong Zihan smiled and said, "At the beginning, I didn't deceive the Great Elder, although I spied on the doorway of the Great Yan Secret Sword Technique, but I didn't deduce it to perfection. ”

The Second Elder's expression couldn't help but tighten, and he said, "Then when did you complete the deduction?"

Murong Zihan said calmly: "It was not long before now. ”

Pressure is motivation.

Murong Zihan has been deducing the Great Yan Secret Sword Technique, but she has always felt that something is missing, and at this moment, in the face of continuous crisis pressure, she finally found what she lacked, that is, the decisiveness and domineering of the sword.

No regrets when you come out of the sword.

The sword is out, and it will be stained with blood.

There is no mercy under the sword.

Dayan's secret swordsmanship is a sword of revenge, emphasizing decisiveness in killing, and Murong Zihan, who is a daughter, is naturally indispensable to that compassionate heart, and naturally cannot cultivate to perfection.

When she lets go of the compassion in her heart.

The power of Dayan's secret swordsmanship is on display.

——

The wound on her shoulder blade continued to ooze blood, staining Murong Zihan's clothes red, reflecting her miserable white look, making her a little more bewitching.

The Second Elder's expression became extremely ugly, and his heart was like a knife.

At this moment—

He was a little hesitant about the decision they made, maybe if Murong Zihan was allowed to grow up freely, her cultivation would definitely be able to stand at the absolute height of the martial arts, and she would not worry about the prosperity of Dalong Mountain when the time came.

But they had other thoughts.

His eyes became a little complicated, and the second elder nodded lightly and said, "Your cultivation talent and comprehension are really jealous!"

A smile appeared in Murong Zihan's expression, and he said slowly, "Is all this still interesting now?"

The second elder's expression darkened.

Said abruptly: "Okay...... This old bone is no match for yours anymore, and I'm not going to be bored here. ”

The words fell.

The second elder turned around and left.

Murong Changhong's expression was extremely hideous, looking at Murong Zihan, the killing intent in his heart reached the point of no return, but his right arm had been ruthlessly cut off, and the sharp pain in the wound continued to stimulate his nerves.

"Second Elder...... What do you mean?"

Murong Changhong asked with suppressed anger.

"I don't want to die. ”

The second elder's body did not stagnate in the slightest, and he said loudly.

Murong Changhong's eyes looked at Murong Changge, and for this old fellow who had been obedient to him from below, the hope of revenge ignited in his heart.

"Now Murong Zihan is already at the end of the crossbow, and he killed her in the past...... Kill her for me, I want her to die. ”

Murong Changhong gritted his teeth and said.

Murong Changge's expression was extremely calm, his eyes were fixed on Murong Changhong, he was not happy or angry, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Kill her for me. ”

Murong Changhong emphasized again.

Murong Changge's gaze withdrew from Murong Changhong's body, "Old man, I'm also afraid of death." ”

When the words fell, Murong Changge didn't stop for the slightest moment, and turned to leave.

——

Everyone is afraid of death.

In everyone's heart lives a beast, this beast has been fangs and claws towards the slaughter, for those weak, it will unceremoniously rush out, tear him apart, if in the face of the strong, it can only give up obediently, even loud roar is not daring.

Murong Zihan looked at the departing Second Elder and Murong Changge, the chill in his expression did not weaken in the slightest, and there was no joy or sadness in his eyes, and he let him leave.

Murong Changhong's fierce gaze looked at Murong Zihan, and there was endless killing intent in the depths of his eyes.

"Kill—"

Murong Changhong let out an angry shout, his body suddenly moved out, and the internal force of his whole body swept out, converging on his left fist, and rushed towards Murong Zihan desperately.

Murong Zihan's face turned cold.

Standing in place, she could still feel Murong Changhong's will to die.

Step out.

The willow eyebrows moved.

A sword roar rang out.

Murong Zihan and Murong Changhong passed by.

Murong Changhong's body rushed over and couldn't help but stiffen, his eyes widened, looking incredulous, but the constantly expanding wound in his throat made him lose his vitality continuously, and finally fell unwillingly.

……

……

The battle between Murong Old Ancestor and Li Qifeng is in full swing.

Bang –

Murong Old Ancestor's fierce punch hit Li Qifeng's shoulder blades, and the strong departure forced Li Qifeng to fall backwards involuntarily, his feet dragged out two long marks on the ground, Li Qifeng's body hit a huge pine tree, the tree trembled, and the needles fell one after another.

Although the punch had the upper hand, Murong Old Ancestor did not dare to take the opportunity to crush Li Qifeng to death, and withdrew his hand and began to adjust his disordered qi, a trace of pale color appeared in his withered expression, and the blood stains at the corners of his mouth had dried up.

Stand still.

Li Qifeng moved his body, Murong Old Ancestor's punch just now was indeed very powerful, whether it was the timing or the tricky trajectory, it was difficult for him to dodge, so he could only bite the bullet and follow, fortunately, the Buddha Tu Jin body was strong enough, and most of the strength had been resisted.

The two looked at each other.

Murong Old Ancestor's eyes were no longer as arrogant as before, and some were just dignified.

- Li Qifeng's strength was beyond his expectations.

"I want to know what kind of benefits Murong Zihan gave you to make you work so hard for her?"

Murong Old Ancestor asked slowly.

Li Qifeng's expression showed a hint of a smile, looked at Murong Old Ancestor, and said slowly: "Actually, the moment you decided to marry the Prince's Mansion, you were on the wrong path. ”

Sidestep the question.

Murong Old Ancestor's expression couldn't help but change, his eyes stared at Li Qifeng thoughtfully, and he asked out loud, "Who are you?"

Li Qifeng said with a smile: "This is not something you should know, you just need to know that if you insist on marrying the prince's mansion, then you will bear my wrath." ”

Murong Old Ancestor's expression became uncertain.

Over the years, Dalongshan has been silent for too long, and has been in a state of self-style, and when they want to go out, they find that the sky outside has indeed changed.

(End of chapter)

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