Facing this beautiful woman who is as beautiful as a fairy, but has a femme fatale heart, Murong Jie can't take care of it so much. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

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Murong Jie turned his heart sideways, held the red lotus blade tightly with both hands, and slashed towards Madam Ziyang, this was really a ruthless move.

But after all, Mrs. Ziyang is a master who has been famous for a long time, so she will be afraid of Murong Jie's weak sword.

She didn't pay any attention to Murong Jie's knife, and her self-caring clone jumped up, raised her arm lightly, and let the purple python Qinghong sword go straight to Murong Jie's heart.

If this sword is stabbed by Madam Ziyang, Murong Jie will definitely be pierced in the heart, and it goes without saying that he can see whether he is dead or alive.

Kumarosh knew that he had to stop making a move, and if he delayed for a moment, he was afraid that it would be too late.

The majestic Tiangang domineering aura occupied Murong Jie's whole body in an instant, giving birth to a raging flame from the red lotus blade.

The sudden shock made Mrs. Ziyang at a loss.

She wanted to defend herself, but it was too late.

She could only watch Murong Jie, holding up the flaming red lotus blade, and slashing at her angrily with the momentum of Mount Tai.

This knife is domineering and strong, full of awe-inspiring righteousness, sharp edge, extremely public, with the power of the flying dragon in the sky, and the momentum of thundering Kyushu.

Lady Ziyang hurriedly retreated, and although she was lucky enough to avoid the edge, she was still injured by the flames and almost lost her left arm. 潶し言し格 Intoxicated Chapter has been uploaded

Mrs. Ziyang is one of the best people in Dunhuang Yaotai, where has she suffered such a big loss, and she will lose in the hands of a doll.

Even though Mrs. Ziyang was angry, the difference in strength that could not be ignored made Mrs. Ziyang dare not attack rashly, so as not to end up begging for hardship.

This sword Lady Ziyang can see clearly, no matter how you look at it, it is not the practice of the Tianshan Ethereal Sect, and its awe-inspiring righteousness is obviously the "Spring and Autumn Eight Methods" of Murong Wangfu.

Could it be that this doll of unknown origin is actually from the Loulan Palace?

The more Madame Ziyang thought about it, the more confused she became, she knew a little about the Loulan Palace. In today's Loulan Palace, except for the Golden Sword Murong Ke, I am afraid that there is no master who can reach Tiangang's cultivation, not to mention that this is just a doll.

Mrs. Ziyang really didn't guess wrong, this knife is indeed from the "Spring and Autumn Eight Methods", which is the "Flying Dragon in the Heavenly Formula" in the Eight Methods.

With the help of Kumarosh, the power of the "Flying Dragon in the Heavenly Technique" that Murong Jie performed had already surpassed that of his father, how could the unprepared Lady Ziyang be able to withstand this sword.

Even Murong Jie himself couldn't believe the power of this knife, he had used this move when he was competing with Qingluan before, and then the difference between the first two times was like mud.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Murong Jie himself was a little at a loss, he never expected that such a thing would happen, hurry up and go out to give him the best chance to escape.

Madam Ziyang was at least ten meters away from him, and she stood still, for Murong Jie, there was no better chance to escape.

The opportunity must not be lost, and it will not come again, Murong Xue does not care about anything thirty-seven twenty-one, grinding his head and running towards the outside of the post station, wanting to take this opportunity to slip away.

Mrs. Ziyang, who suffered a big loss just now, didn't know if Murong Jie's move was fraudulent.

It's like he disguised himself as a doll, and his strength has already reached the realm of Tiangang.

I can't help but feel a little wary, lest Murong Jie's move is to retreat and advance, and deliberately want to lure her into the bait.

Madam Ziyang didn't dare to chase rashly, wanting to see what Murong Jie was going to do.

Unexpectedly, Murong Jie's run was a thing of the past, when Mrs. Ziyang understood the taste, she rushed out of this post station, wanting to chase Murong Jie back, but found that above the vast Gobi, Murong Jie had already run away.

Mrs. Ziyang really regretted not doing it at the beginning, either she shouldn't have done it in the first place, or she shouldn't have let Murong Jie go so easily, this was really a mistake and a thousand years of hatred.

It's just that Madame Zi can't figure out who this little doll is from Loulan Palace, and why his cultivation attainments seem to be extremely profound, but he is hovering between something and nothingness, which is really difficult for people to figure out why.

Raising his eyes and looking around, he didn't see Murong Jie's figure, at this moment, Mrs. Ziyang still had important things to do, and she couldn't continue to delay time in this station, Murong Jie's matter had to be put aside for the time being, and she would definitely be able to find out in the future, and now there were more urgent things that she needed to deal with.

So we returned to the station, but stepped on a five-flowered horse, whipped the horse, and drove away.

It wasn't until Lady Ziyang disappeared into the Gobi sky that Murong Jie stretched out his head tremblingly from behind the small sand dunes.

It was not an easy thing to slip out from under the nose of Lady Ziyang. However, if Murong Jie is a master of hide and seek, as long as Murong Jie has the intention to hide in the Loulan Palace, then no one will be able to find him.

Murong Jie staggered out from under the sand dunes, patted the dust on his body, and looked at the post station in the distance, he really wanted to turn back and figure out what was going on in the post station, but when he thought of the ruthless evil woman, Murong Jie's legs trembled and he didn't dare to take a step forward.

I simply went back to Loulan first, and then I said that I wanted to tell my father about this matter, and he would definitely bring someone to check it, so he would naturally be able to know the truth at that time, so why rush for a while, and hurt his own life.

Murong Jie looked at the unknown Gobi, searching for the direction he should go, maybe in the east, maybe in the south, in short, Loulan City, should be in these two directions.

Murong Jie took three steps and made two steps, galloping towards the southeast, he just wanted to rush back as soon as possible, this way was really murderous, and several times almost killed him.

He has never left Loulan Wangfu alone, and every time he wants to go out for a walk, he must be accompanied by his parents, but by his sister-in-law, Shen.

Now he was alone, hungry and thirsty across the Gobi alone, and the fear and uneasiness in his heart urged him to move faster and faster.

It was getting late, and the bright sunset sprinkled the Gobi, shining with a golden afterglow.

Murong Jie, who was in the dust under the sunset, vaguely saw a small whistle in the distance, and his original depressed mood suddenly became ecstatic, in this vast Gobi, he seemed to have lost his way, and the small whistle in front of him might be able to point him in the direction.

Murong Jie hurriedly ran towards the small whistle, and his joy was even greater when he didn't run a few steps away, only to see that small whistle, a few wisps of cooking smoke were rising, as if there were more than a dozen families, nestled next to the small oasis.

This little whistle looks like it should be a village, the countrymen have always been simple, and they will definitely not harm their own people, which also reassures Murong Jie.

This little whistle looked near and far away, and when the evening glow fell under the Gobi, the bright moon was slowly reflected in the sky, the breeze was light, and the cold little whistle finally unveiled and appeared in front of Murong Jie.

As soon as the sunset went away, the sky went dark, and the little whistle in the darkness seemed to have fallen asleep, and the moonlight sprinkled down, covering the little whistle at night with a silver glow.

Murong Jie cautiously walked forward under the shadows of the trees, crossed the mottled deadwood fence, and five figures appeared in the moonlight.

A man wearing fur gold armor, a fox tail golden helmet, tiger eyes and dragon eyebrows, a dignified appearance, and a majestic man, holding a nine-foot bright silver spear, like a goshawk at midnight and a jade tree in the wind, it can really be described as sassy and graceful.

Murong Jie recognized this person at a glance, although it was at night, Murong Jie would not be mistaken, nor would he admit his mistake, this was none other than Zhang Liangzhang, one of the "Four Uniques of Loulan".

Seeing that it was someone from Loulan Palace, Murong Jie was overjoyed, and this time he could be regarded as meeting a lover.

It's just that Murong Jie didn't understand why Uncle Zhang Liang would provoke these strange monks.

At this time, Zhang Liang was surrounded by four Tibetan monks, they were wearing jujube red robes, and the expressions on their faces were hideous and terrifying.

Four Tibetan monks, one holding a meteor hammer, one holding a zimu yue, one holding a demon pestle, and one holding a yin and yang wheel, the weapons of these four people are all weapons of the outer eight roads, in other words, most ordinary people do not use this kind of weapons.

Murong Jie remembered that his father had told him that the vast majority of Qi cultivation and martial arts cultivation were either with a sword or a knife, which was a common thing.

However, some people always like to find another way, they usually don't like to be the same as others, everything is unconventional, so there are also many martial arts cultivators who practice qi and cultivate immortals, and they do not use the sword and the weapon of the inner eight doors, but choose to use the weapon of the outer eight doors, and want to use the weapons of the outer eight doors well, it is not an easy thing, so if you meet someone who uses the weapons of the outer eight gates, it must be a master of cultivation.

Murong Jie didn't understand, how could he provoke these people with the desperate gun Zhang Liang, could it be that these Tubo monks also came to kill him, but fortunately he met Uncle Zhang Liang.

The five of them were-for-tat, a fight was inevitable, Murong Jie hid aside and didn't dare to approach, he was afraid that if he appeared at this time, not only would he not be able to help Uncle Zhang Liang, but he would also cause chaos for him.

The Tibetan monk holding the meteor hammer suddenly attacked Zhang Liang, and the chain of the meteor hammer locked Zhang Liang's bright silver spear.

The Tibetan monk holding the yin and yang wheel saw that the bright silver spear was entangled with the meteor hammer, so he took the opportunity to attack Zhang Liang when he was busy dealing with the meteor hammer, and attacked him by surprise and took him down in one fell swoop.

Zhang Liangke is not a vegetarian, he saw that he couldn't pull back the bright silver spear, so he simply let go of his hands and sent the bright silver spear forward, and the bright silver spear instantly slipped out of the chain.

Zhang Liang flashed, crossed the Tibetan monk holding the meteor hammer, caught his bright silver spear again, and turned around to stab out with a shot.

This shot not only stabbed the arm of the Tubo monk holding the meteor hammer, but also stabbed the wrist of the Tubo monk holding the yin and yang wheel, and the meteor hammer and the yin and yang wheel landed at the same time.

The two Tibetan monks hurriedly retreated, and the other two Tibetan monks, fearing that their companions would be lost, immediately stepped forward to help.

The demon pestle attacked Zhang Liang's door, and the son and mother attacked Zhang Liang and the plate, this hand is really ruthless, this is to let Zhang Liang take care of it, he can't take care of it, he can't take care of it, he can't take care of it.

As long as Zhang Liang responds to all changes with the same, he slams the bright silver spear to the ground, and uses his own internal strength to cultivate and force back the offensive of these two Tibetan monks.

Although Zhang Liang only has the cultivation of the earth, but even the cultivation of the earth's evil should not be underestimated, the demon pestle and the letter Yue, hit the bright silver spear at the same time, accompanied by a sharp metal collision sound, the two Tubo monks are not as good as people, and they were vibrated by Zhang Liang and flew out.

Zhang Liang took advantage of the victory to pursue, as before, and once again shot down the Tubo monk's demon pestle and Zimuyue, and the four Tubo monks were all handed over by Zhang Liang, looking at each other as if they couldn't believe it.

But facts speak louder than words, the four Tibetan monks knew that they were not Zhang Liang's opponents, although they scolded and scolded in their mouths, they smeared oil on the soles of their feet and ran away without a trace.