Chapter Twenty-Seven: Goodbye Murong

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"Stop!"

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Hua Wuqian lost his combat strength and sat still, but the maids of the Flower Shifting Palace screamed one after another, and their faces were covered with a layer of frost, and the sound of drawing their swords sounded, and everyone under the high platform stretched their necks to look around, this white-clothed and white-haired man suddenly ascended the altar and started to move with Hua Wuji, everyone didn't hear his name, most of them had a joking mind, just waiting to watch the play, but they didn't want him to easily defeat Hua Wuji, the profundity of martial arts made people look sideways.

Shicai Hua Wufeng started with him, although the movements of the two changed quickly, but some people understood that it was the first master of the Dharma Academy of Shaolin Temple, he looked at the silhouette of Su Liu, his palms trembled slightly, shook his head and sighed: "The messenger of the Flower Shifting Palace, martial arts are already rare, but even the housekeeper's stunt Flower Shifting Jade has not been used, what is the origin of this one?!" β€œ

Hearing what the master of Shaolin Temple said this, the group of ambitions was shocked, but they saw Su Liu's hands not knowing how to move, when the air phantom flashed rapidly, like a person passing through the flowers, the people who only watched were dazzled, and then the sound of tinkling and ding gold and iron was endless, and when everyone raised their eyes to look again, Su Liuren was already standing behind everyone in the Flower Shifting Palace.

And the female disciples of the Flower Shifting Palace were stunned, all of them looked at the long sword in their hands in disbelief, just out of the sheath, but they were all broken half an inch below the hilt of the sword, impartially, this Flower Shifting Palace's original patterned stainless steel long sword, in Su Liu's hands, was like rotten wood, and the other section of the short sword was inserted in front of their feet half a foot away, as if it had taken root, the blade of the sword was deeply sunk into the green bricks, and only a small end of the truncated blade was still exposed, trembling gently.

Everyone was in an uproar at first, just searching their stomachs to think about who this white-haired young man with amazing means was, but no one knew his origin at all, and couldn't help but look at each other, but at this time it fell silent. Over the years, under the prestige of the two palace masters of the Flower Shifting Palace, no one has ever dared to directly test its edge, and the master of Shaolin Temple has to give Hua Wuqian a little face.

Hua Wuqian was silent, everyone looked at him, not knowing if he still had a future, and someone asked quietly in private, "What kind of force is the Demon Sword Palace, I have never heard of it." What kind of person is this person, his martial arts are so terrifying, he even dares to provoke the Shifting Flower Palace. β€œ

"One move defeated this Hua Wuxi, I think this person seems to have reservations, such unfathomable martial arts, how can we wait to watch."

Ah Zi's pretty little ears were cocked, she was really afraid that the world would not be chaotic, at this time, she clapped her hands and laughed, and successfully attracted people's sideways attention, so she held her head high and said with her small chest: "Hehe, I'm going to laugh to death, even the magic knife... The palace master of the Divine Sword Palace doesn't recognize it, but you are still a big hero and a big hero who walks the rivers and lakes. β€œ

This little girl looked proud and arrogant, as if she really despised everyone from the bottom of her heart for not being knowledgeable.

The sound of discussion in the crowd was irrepressible, and gradually increased, and suddenly someone in the beggar gang jumped up and exclaimed: "Yes..... Was that one in Dali a few years ago!? β€œ

The man's voice trembled, there seemed to be boundless fear in his heart, he only called this sentence, Su stayed on the stage and glanced at him, he actually had an earthy face, turned around and squeezed out towards the back of the crowd, without saying a word, not even looking back, one of his bast shoes fell off, and he didn't pick it up, and the beggars roared, and they also hugged out of the crowd with this person.

"Isn't this person Elder Xu of the Beggar Gang, after Elder Bai Shijing passed away, he inherited the position, and he is the big man in the Beggar Gang who controls the right to speak, why did he just say a word today and left, and Xiao Feng didn't get rid of the thief?"

"Elder Xu said about Dali, and Lord Duan should know what happened back then."

The twenty big men of the beggar gang left the scene early, and before leaving, they said a word about Dali, and the voices of discussion in the crowd focused on Duan Zhengchun, but most people didn't know what happened in Dali that year, and they all turned their attention to Duan Zhengchun, the prince of Dali Zhennan.

Duan Zhengchun sat under the purple umbrella cover, and there were many guards on both sides, and he was also unmoved, as if he should have been.

Wang Yuyan only looked at the field, letting the crowds around her be like a sea, Su Liu was still walking towards her cousin step by step, no one stopped him, and she also had some meaning that the eight winds did not move, but her heart could not be considered calm in any case.

In all fairness, the strength that Su Liu showed in front of her, not to mention the defeat of Gu Mozhi in the Shi Shui Pavilion, or the collision between Fang Cai and Hua Wuji, the envoy of the Flower Shifting Palace, was only the tip of the iceberg of his martial arts.

Such a Su Liu, if she is against her cousin, who will win?

An inexplicable panic spread in her heart, which she couldn't get rid of at all.

"These beggars have always been united, they are not people who are afraid of things, how can they see Su Liu as if they saw a tiger, strange!"

The little fairy was also very surprised in her heart, and asked sideways: "Lord Duan, you are Su Liu's old acquaintance, do you know what happened in Dali back then?"

She had a gut feeling that this story seemed to be inseparable from something that Suliu had been looking for.

Even though several of his retainers knew the inside story, they all bowed their heads and were silent, Duan Zhengchun groaned for a long time before he said: "What happened back then... It was also a heavy blow to the beggars, and the girl didn't mean anything to hear it, so she didn't say anything. β€œ

In the past, except for Su Liu, several major forces on the cliff all suffered big losses, Qiao Feng, who was still the leader of the beggar gang, was seriously injured, and an elder with a high status died tragically on the spot, as for Murong Fu, he wasted most of his martial arts, revealing his low character, and he couldn't say it, in addition, the four wicked people died and were injured, and the rest were subdued by Su Liu, and there was absolutely no power to make waves, as for Dali, it was also very miserable, and Duan Yu's death was not to blame for the thunder explosion for Duan Zhengchun, the king of artillery.

None of these families wanted to tell the matter, only the beggar gang regarded Su Liu as a public enemy, and they kept asking about Su Liu's news in the rivers and lakes, but Su Liu disappeared since then, and he was never seen again, and this matter finally calmed down.

Murong Fu appeared with great momentum, hugging back and forth, but at this time he sat steadily, Ren Suliu walked in front of him step by step, Murong Fu stood up, and said astringently: "After a few years, the master is really good at improving his skills, please take a seat." β€œ

He described his appearance as a little changed compared to that year, the vicissitudes of white hair on one head, clearly in his thirties, but he looked at him already forty years old, and he was slightly hunchbacked, but between his manners, there was still some mature and stable posture, and he asked Su Liu to sit first, in fact, he was invisibly showing his initiative, but Su Liu smiled calmly, his eyes were warm and cool, and he swept behind him for a week, faintly and scrutinizing.

When Murong Fu saw Su Liu, he was the only one left in his eyes, and the others couldn't see it anymore, he seemed to have a shadow in his heart, spreading wantonly, covering his whole person, and his heart was not as light as on his face, and he always couldn't help but think of the past when he groveled to Su Liu on the cliff of Dali Tiandu in order to survive.

(To be continued.) )