Chapter Seventy-Five: Fierce Battle Martial Alliance

At the top of Yishan Mountain, after these hours of rushing work, Wumeng Mountain Villa has completed two-thirds of the way, and at this rate, it is estimated that it will be completed in ten days.

The appearance is majestic, the eaves are like a dragon in the air, the empty beam is like a tiger's angry eyes, the vermilion gate is opened, it is like a lion with a big opening, and the ingenuity of the end is extraordinary.

Inside the pavilion building, the bank of the small lake river, the martial arts venue...... Everything is available, the villa is busy, and there are craftsmen everywhere.

At this time, on the small bridge on the bank of the Xiaohu River, Li Bowen, the leader of the acting alliance, was talking to an old man, and took a closer look, but it was a broken leaf sword - the wind blowing willow, followed by a young talent, between the eyebrows and the wind blowing willow are six or seven points similar, in comparison, the young talent is a little more delicate.

"Recently, the villa has just been completed, Li is busy with affairs, and there is something inconsiderate about hospitality, please forgive Brother Feng!" Li Bowen inadvertently glanced at the young talent beside Feng Fuliu, a little familiar, and asked, "......Who is this?"

"This is the dog Fengchen, thanks to Brother Xiao's love, as one of the four messengers of Juejian Villa. Feng Fuliu looked at Li Bowen's blazing eyes, and always felt as if he had seen it somewhere, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

"It's really young and promising!Li is still wasting time at this age!" Li Bowen's son has been missing for many years, and when he saw Feng Chen at this time, he felt a faint pain in his heart, and his sword eyebrows frowned, if Feng'er was still there, it should be almost that old......

"Master Li has won the award, at your age, you are already a famous 'White Dragon Sword' in the martial arts, and the dog is still shallow, how can it be compared to you. "The wind blowing the willow is not a compliment, the two have fought several times, no matter what they are, Li Bowen was already able to tie with him when he was not yet a teacher of the wild way, and now there is a wild way to guide him, which is already unfathomable.

After a few words of greeting, Li Bowen was really busy, and went straight to the point, asking, "Brother Feng came this time, why did you come here?"

Feng Fuliu's face became serious, and he said: "After Brother Xiao agreed to cast a sword for the alliance leader, he had already set off to return to the Sword Saint Island, so he sent someone to the Meteor Sword Gate to exchange the heart of the divine soldier, that is, the treasure of the Meteor Sword Gate's town faction, 'Heavenly Star'. ”

The pause of the wind blowing willows made Li Bowen have a bad prediction, so he couldn't help but interject: "Tianxing? Li has also heard that the sword is difficult to form, and if you have the heart of the 'Tianxing' as a divine soldier, you will inevitably become a supreme divine soldier! I don't know what went wrong in this exchange? After all, once this thing comes out, it will attract the eyes of countless people. ”

"Yes, the Lord of the Li League is not bad. Feng Fuliu continued: "On the way, an unknown man in black raided, took away the 'Heavenly Star', and kidnapped Brother Xiao's eldest daughter. ”

"What?!" Li Bowen's expression was cold, and he struck out with a palm, only to hear a 'bang', and the water of the small lake in front of him exploded into waves more than ten zhang high, accompanied by a few red carp, "Do you know who is so bold to raid?"

"It's not clear yet, it's just that this group of people is all strong in martial arts. "The wind blows the willows and it is not clear, after all, it was not him who was attacked, but Shangguan Yu, one of the four envoys of Juejian Villa.

Suddenly, three black shadows burst through the air, sending out a sharp sound like a ghostly hiss, and shot at the three who were talking.

The wind blew willow and pulled out the soft sword from his waist, and the sword light flashed continuously, Ding Ding Ding! After three sounds, the three life-killing arrows were blocked, as fast as lightning.

"Hahaha! The Broken Leaf Sword really has no dead ends. I saw a person falling down, standing on the lotus leaf in the lake, and suddenly, a thick layer of ice formed on the surface of the small lake, and the waves and the fish swimming in the lake seemed to be imprisoned.

The person who came had white hair, white eyebrows and white pupils, giving people a sense of vicissitudes, but there was a powerful aura that emanated, and Feng Chen, who was still shallow, had a tightness in his chest, but it was the sect master of the Broken Sword Secret Sect - Xuan Wuji.

A few more people landed on the eaves of the surrounding roofs, namely the Death Arrow, the Soul Chasing Scythe, the Ghost Bone Hand and the Yin Soul Messenger, the Yin Soul made the neck wrapped in a white cloth, and there was still a little bloodstain, and they wanted to escape from the hands of the Infant Crying Sword Demon, and paid a little price.

The enemy of the exterminating clan appeared in front of him, Li Bowen's body trembled uncontrollably, not afraid, but angry, he condensed the internal force of his whole body into his palms, jumped down the small lake that had frozen on the surface, and pushed Xuan Wuji with all his might, and the fierce momentum was unstoppable.

The corners of Xuan Wuji's mouth hooked up a sinister smile, the internal force as deep as the sea operated, the ice in front of him cracked, and a stream of lake water sprayed up, condensing into icicles in front of him, smooth as a mirror, reflecting the sun's rays.

'Boom!', Li Bowen's palms hit the icicle, unexpectedly, the strength rebounded, shaking his throat sweet, he quickly turned around and flew back, unloading a lot of strength, when he landed on the small bridge, he smashed a few hard bluestone bricks, although he tried his best to swallow the blood back, but his internal organs were shocked, his mouth was closed, and the blood was squeezed out of the corner of his mouth.

Over the years, Li Bowen has made great progress in martial arts, but he didn't expect that the enemy's entry into the realm would be even more terrifying, and the destruction of the Yin Xuan Dao was really inseparable from Xuan Wuji! I am afraid that it was by absorbing the cold and pure essence of the people of the entire sect that Xuan Wuji became so powerful, and his internal strength was like the sea and waves.

At the same time as Li Bowen made a move, the Ghost Bone Hand and the Yin Soul Envoy also faced Feng Fuliu, and the Death Arrow released several arrows at Feng Chen, but he underestimated Feng Chen, and the strong penetration power of the Death Arrow was resolved by Feng Chen with the skill of the Broken Leaf Sword Technique.

The soul chasing sickle stood aside and didn't make a move, at this time, seeing that Li Bowen was shocked away, the sickle in his hand dragged the chain and flew towards Li Bowen, who had just stood firmly, but he took the opportunity to sneak attack.

At this critical moment, a figure crossed like a meteor, only to hear the sound of the 'bell', the sickle was forced, and it flew back to the direction of the soul chasing sickle, so fast that the soul chasing sickle had to be avoided, and did not dare to take back his weapon.

The flying sickle pierced through the roof tiles, pierced through the beams, and nailed into the wall before stopping, so strong that if it hit a person, I am afraid that ten soul-chasing sickles would die.

The meteor did not stop, and it slammed straight into Xuan Wuji, 'Bang!' broke the icicle, the momentum still did not stop, Xuan Wuji was surprised, and Gong gathered his palms against the meteor. "Boom!"

The strength intersected, and suddenly, the frozen water lake cracked, the water waves rose in all directions, and the waves were splashed by the gangfeng, and the other people who were fighting flew back to avoid it, otherwise they were hit by these water droplets with internal strength, and they would suffer.

"Hehe, Wumeng Villa doesn't welcome you, Xuan Wuji, what are you doing here?" Drunken Sword Weng Mo Shen heartily laughed, only to see Xuan Wuji use his palms against his one-handed 'Falling Star Sky Break' fist.