Under the moon, the beautiful woman and Li Yuanzhen are two feet apart (the latest chapter of the beast shadow Chihiro). The heavy snort and delicate panting were sent to Song Zheng's ears at the same time.

The beautiful woman covered her right shoulder with her left hand, and her right hand was on the ground with a sword, and a trace of blood peeked through the fingers of her left hand. Li Yuanzhen stood upright, holding the broad-mouthed sword in his right hand, pointing obliquely at the ground.

"The Red Tiger of the Central Plains lives up to its name." Li Yuanzhen's breath calmed down a little, and then he said in a muffled voice, "You have a sword in your right shoulder, do you want to fight again?" ”

The beautiful woman smiled, "Don't talk like you've got the upper hand, your chest is not good?" ”

"More than enough to kill you!" Li Yuanzhen's voice was a little angry (the fox concubine gave me back to read the full text).

"Really?" The beautiful woman didn't care, "You can try!" ”

Li Yuanzhen fell silent, but Song Zheng was shocked. It turns out that this woman is the Red Tiger! The only woman among the five masters. Song Zheng squinted his eyes slightly and glanced at the woman. Although the beautiful woman was injured, she was like a black panther, staring at Li Yuanzhen, and she could suddenly rise at any time.

"It's good! Last night was too hasty, today we will fight with all our might! Let's see if I'm a big camel or you're a stronger red tiger! Li Yuanzhen's voice was cold, "I heard that your left-handed sword is also good, show it!" ”

"You know that? Hehe! The beautiful woman took out a white handkerchief from her waist, wiped her blood-stained left hand, and then handed the sword to her left hand.

Just when Song Zheng thought that the two would fight fiercely, Li Yuanzhen suddenly said, "Is that juniper so worthy of your life?" ”

"Aren't you also outside the Western Xia royal family? Why did you act as an errand for your old emperor this time? ”

Li Yuanzhen paused for a moment and sighed, "People with skills like you and me should not be involved in this kind of mundane affairs. That's it! As soon as the words were settled, Li Yuanzhen suddenly started and bounced out like a boulder, and the sword blade stopped in front of the chest of the red tiger.

The red tiger's body twisted, tilting to the left like a lotus leaf swinging in the wind, and the sword in his left hand turned into a white line, pointing at Li Yuanzhen's neck.

Li Yuanzhen rushed forward, his footsteps changed slightly, and with a flick of the sword in his hand, he swung towards the red tiger's Qingfeng, wanting to swing the red tiger's sword away with the advantage of the man's physical strength.

The beautiful woman screamed, her wrist trembled, the sword body turned into a curtain of light, and after a few soft sounds, the two separated again. Song Zheng saw that at the moment when the two people met, the swords were entangled, and it was difficult to separate. Li Yuanzhen punched directly, and was caught by Chihu's right elbow, and after the collision, they were separated.

However, less than five feet apart, the two of them pounced forward at the same time (read the full text of the Yuan Tianlu).

The sword of the red tiger is erratic, virtual and real, and exceptionally handsome. And Li Yuanzhen is incomparably powerful, his sword style is tragic, and he has a spirit of never returning. If the beauty is as smart as water, then Li Yuanzhen is as dignified as a mountain.

The swords of the two are not the same. The beautiful woman's sword was less than two inches wide and three and a half feet long. The Red Tiger's sword is slightly shorter, but it is more than three inches wide, which matches the swordsmanship of the two of them very well.

After another burst of resonance, the beautiful woman's left shoulder was dyed red, and Li Yuanzhen's right arm was bloody. Both were injured at the same time. The wheezing sound sounded again, and the beautiful woman and Li Yuanzhen both sweated on their foreheads, emitting a hazy white gas in the cold wind.

Song Zheng watched this scene quietly, thinking about his chance. Since the distance between the two was only more than ten zhang, Song Zheng breathed extremely slowly, and even his heartbeat slowed down. Chunyang spectrum has a miraculous effect in restraining the breath. For a master of this level like Li Yuanzhen, the qi machine reaction is extremely strong, and Song Zheng hides his killing intention and does not dare to act rashly.

"Are you still fighting?" Li Yuanzhen didn't seem to care about his injuries, and strands of blood leached from his forearm and dripped onto the rocks on the ground.

"If you leave your talisman statue, I can consider it!"

"Fart!" Li Yuanzhen snorted angrily, "Since you want to seek death, I am willing to fulfill you!" However, I don't want to be cheap! ”

Then, Li Yuanzhen shouted, "Who hides his head and tail, don't get out quickly!" ”

Song Zheng was shocked, he was careful enough, why was he still discovered? Just when Song Zheng was hesitating, there was another strange sound in the east.

"Hum, well, well, horn, mic, moo!" With a six-character Lamaist mantra, a bald monk turns out from behind a large tree on the southeast side.

Song Zheng took a closer look, and his heart suddenly tightened, he knew this person, and it was his old acquaintance, a monk. How did he get to Daqi? During the court change of Daejin last year, the monk Ran, who was the national teacher of Dajin, escaped from the waterways of the court of Zhongdu (the latest chapter of Kaus's chess game). Wanyan Yusheng searched for him for a long time, but there was no news. Unexpectedly, on this moonlit night, he appeared.

This incident was very strange and made Song Zheng quite uneasy. The monk is the great-grandson of Emperor Tianzuo, the last emperor of the Liao Dynasty, named Yelu Qihu, and the bloody wind of Dajin has a great relationship with him. Now, it's not a good thing that he's here.

Li Yuanzhen was also stunned for a moment, "Cleansing the non-master? ”

"Master Li Shi's ears are really amazing. The poor monk didn't hide it from you! The monk Lang Lang, who is known as Di Fei, said, looking like a monk who has attained the Tao.

"There are bursts of sandalwood on the master's body, if it weren't for a whirlwind of incense just now, I wouldn't have known that the master was here." Li Yuanzhen's voice softened slightly, "I don't know why the master is here?" ”

"The poor monk heard that the camel was returning to the north, and he didn't worry about some small obstacles, so he came to help you!"

Chihu laughed coldly, "I didn't expect the dignified wild camel to ask someone to be a helper!" Really disappointing. As soon as he said that, Chihu shook his body and ran in the direction of Song Zheng in the west.

"Don't go, don't go!" A black light popped out of Ran's sleeve and headed straight for the red tiger. With a sound of the horn, the black light was swept down by the red tiger, and it was a Buddha bead. Red Tiger also snorted and stopped. She had a shoulder injury, but this time, the strength was extremely great, and it affected her wound.

"My business, master don't interfere!" Li Yuanzhen said, "Please leave quickly." ”

He shook his head, flipped his right hand, and a short knife appeared, "Red Tiger, Crazy Camel, hehe, it's a pity!" Immediately after, several black lights popped out of his left hand and went straight towards Li Yuanzhen, while he himself, holding a knife, slashed at the beautiful woman like lightning.

He actually shot at Li Yuanzhen and Chihu at the same time!

Li Yuanzhen shouted violently, stood up Yu Yong, his body flashed wildly, and his arm waved violently (read the full text of Wuxiang). A few crunch sounds, almost connected into a line. Immediately afterwards, Li Yuanzhen stumbled, and the broadsword in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. Due to the extremely fast attack and the close distance, although Li Yuanzhen knocked several Buddha beads away, due to injury, one still hit his right wrist. He took his sword out of his hand.

On the other side, the offensive was like a tide, and the Red Tiger, who was injured in both shoulders, retreated again and again, and leaned in the direction of Song Zheng, and the situation was precarious.

Song Zheng bent down and quietly moved his body towards the north side of the rock, being upwind. He reached into his arms and pulled a bag out of his arms. Gently unwrapping the bag, Song Zheng stretched his hand out of the rock and fell down.

At this moment, with another sound of proper hearing, Red Tiger's sword was shot down, and then with a muffled snort, needless to say, Red Tiger was stabbed again.

Song Zheng was in a hurry. Although he knew that he shouldn't have made a move, today's matter was not something he could control. But Chihu is a person who is a juniper, and Song Zheng saw another opportunity. It occurred to him that even if he did not succeed, he was still sure of escaping.

Song Zheng was powerless to deal with Monk Ran alone, but he was very willing to do the troublesome things.

At this time, the red tiger was already sitting on the ground with his back against the rock, his thigh was hit by the sword, and he was unable to move again. He was swinging his knife and heading straight at the neck of the red tiger. At this moment, Li Yuanzhen roared angrily, he had already picked up the sword from the ground, and when he saw that Chihu's life was not guaranteed, he angrily threw it at Monk Ran.

The power of this sword was extremely great, and he flashed his body, and the wide-mouthed sword slammed into the rock above the red tiger, and a palm-sized stone was forced to collapse down from the boulder. You can see the power of this sword!

Knowing that he was about to cut it again, suddenly, there was a fog in front of him, and a strange smell entered his nose. Surprised, he hurriedly held his breath, and with a wave of his sleeves, he dispersed the medicinal powder in front of him.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt a tingling pain in his eyes, and there was an indescribable discomfort in his throat.

Song Zheng's bag of things is quicklime and fans. A mixture of medicines (the latest chapter of the Beast Blood Madness). Ran was concentrating on dealing with the red tiger, and was caught off guard. In the haze, he saw a hand stretching out from the rock, and a Buddha bead immediately shot out.

Song Zheng stopped in time, and the Buddha beads passed through the paper bag in his hand and made a hole.

Seeing that Xingzang was exposed, Song Zheng no longer hesitated, took out another vial, and threw it towards Zhiran with his feelings, and was shocked with his eyes closed, and slashed it out, right in the middle of the bottle. The vial immediately shattered, filling a bottle full of fiery fans. The medicine is dispersed. I just breathed a sigh of relief, and inhaled some more. This pack is Song Zheng's most proud work "I Love Iron Drill", and it is a new formula with new curative effects, which is more violent than the original medicinal properties.

After inhaling it, his brain was dizzy at first, and then the chrysanthemum was so itchy that he hurriedly turned around, and with the faint sense of light, he rushed towards the south.

Song Zheng stood up from behind the rock and looked at the stone. Although he was willing to catch up and find out the result, it didn't work out in the slightest. It is clear that not only the knife skills are amazing, but the hidden weapon of the Buddha beads in his hand is also invincible. Song Zheng was really not sure to leave this person behind.

Sitting close to the rock, Chihu was not affected by the first bag of lime, but "I love iron drills" inhaled a lot. Although she is very human, she is inevitably affected by injuries. Right now, she pressed the injury hard, clenched her teeth, and resisted the tingling itch coming from her lower body. is very experienced, so she immediately knows what this thing is.

She picked up her sword from the ground and held it across her chest. Staring at Song Zheng's eyes, there was anger, gratitude, and a trace of fear.

Song Zheng jumped down from the rock and glanced at the red tiger. He remembered it now. When she went to the Jiangning Martial Arts Academy to watch the martial arts competition, there was a woman in black standing behind her, very similar to the red tiger in front of her. However, Song Zheng was sure that the woman in black was not Chihu herself. The red tiger is beautiful, not only more beautiful than the cold woman in black, but also a little more charming.

The corners of Song Zheng's mouth curled, picked up Li Yuanzhen's wide-mouth sword, turned around, and stared at Li Yuanzhen coldly.