Chapter 47: The Disciples of the Evil King
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When Meng Xunzhen left the Jingnian Monastery with a slight stagger, the senior concubine walked to the empty side with a light lotus step, and asked with a solemn face: "Master, do you think Meng Xunzhen's injury is light or serious?" ”
"This person's internal strength is extremely subtle, and he actually integrates the two qi of yin and yang into one, turning around without hindrance, and claiming to be a heaven and earth in his body. Although the old man probed with his qi machine, he found nothing. With a wry smile, he just said a few words, and suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the ground.
"Master!" Concubine Xuan changed color and stepped forward.
He waved his hand to show that he was okay, and the teacher didn't need to worry, and sighed again: "But he can hurt the old man to the point that he has to rest for three months to recover, and it stands to reason that his injury should not be too light." ”
Shi Fei Xuan turned her head to look at the mountain gate of the Jingnian Zen Temple, a strange look appeared on her face, and she said softly: "If the disciple's expectation is good, we will soon know what his injury is." ”
When Concubine Xuan said this, Meng Xunzhen was already outside the mountain gate of the Jingnian Zen Temple. In the middle of the mountain road in front of him stood a young man who was polite and handsome, as handsome as a jade tree in the wind. This person is dressed in Confucian clothes, and he cranks a folding fan with a beautiful woman painted on his hand, which is indescribably elegant and graceful.
"'Amorous son' Hou Xibai?" Meng Xunzhen frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice.
"It's just that." The man bowed slightly gracefully, "Brother Meng is polite." ”
Meng Xunzhen sneered slightly mockingly: "No wonder the senior concubine generously let me leave, it turned out that she had already laid down Hou Gongzi's killer!" ”
Hou Xibai "snapped" and closed the folding fan, and said with a cold face: "Brother Meng's words are too much to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. How could Concubine Xuan do such a dirty act? Dare to swear by Xiang Shang's head, Concubine Xuan never asked in any way in advance to intercept Brother Meng in the future. ”
Meng Xunzhen was noncommittal to Hou Xibai's oath, and only asked lightly: "Since Hou Gongzi appeared in front of Meng, he must have done something?" ”
Hou Xibai sighed and said: "In the next place, I just want to ask Brother Meng to give permission and return the He family bi to Concubine Xuan." ”
Meng Xunzhen sneered: "The dispute between Meng and the Buddhist Sect doesn't seem to need to be intervened by you, the heir of the Demon Sect Flower Sect!" ”
There was a chill in Hou Xibai's eyes. Without asking how the other party knew his secret identity, he asked in a cold voice: "If Brother Meng insists on doing this, he has no choice but to take advantage of the danger of others and ask Brother Meng for advice or two!" ”
Ziwei's soft sword poked out from Meng Xunzhen's drooping sleeves, and slowly rose to level with his chest, and the tip of the sword pointed at Hou Xibai.
Seeing that the other party clearly showed his determination with practical actions, Hou Xibai stopped talking. His loose Confucian clothes were windless, his sleeves were swinging and hunting, and a strong murderous aura suddenly rose on his body, pressing towards Meng Xunzhen like a wall.
Meng Xunzhen's face was slightly pale. The palm of the sword is as constant as a sword, and the body is as steady as a mountain.
Hou Xibai saw that he couldn't press the other party in terms of momentum, and took a few steps leisurely like a walk among the flowers, the folding fan in his hand was opened, and the sharp edge cut to the side of Meng Xunzhen's neck, although the killing intent was awe-inspiring, but the movements were still indescribably elegant and good-looking.
Meng Xunzhen saw the hidden knife technique in the other party's folding fan, so he shook the crape myrtle soft sword in his palm, and used a change in the "Breaking Sword Style" in the "Dugu Nine Swords". The tip of the sword was picked out from the bottom up, hitting the fan on the lower side of Hou Xibai.
"Peng!" After a soft sound, Hou Xibai's body shook and flew backwards, falling back to where he had stood before. His face was impassive. But I was secretly horrified in my heart. The seemingly random move he made with a folding fan just now actually concealed seven kinds of changes in the back move, and no matter how the opponent returned the move, he could calmly deal with the change of moves. Then take advantage of the gap to attack. Unexpectedly, Meng Xunzhen's long sword simply picked it up, and it attacked an extremely hidden and tiny flaw on the folding fan, sealing all seven changes in himself.
He gently shook the folding fan and slowly approached. He smiled and said, "It seems that Brother Meng's injuries are really not light, and he can't even use the legendary heavy sword swordsmanship and flying sword technique." Please also think twice, as long as you exchange and the family, there will be no difficulties in the future. ”
After fighting with Hou Xibai, Meng Xunzhen's face seemed to be a little paler, but his demeanor was still calm. He snorted lightly: "Everyone says that an amorous son has the style of a gentleman, and when I saw it today, I realized that you would also lie and deceive others." From Fang Cai's move, I clearly felt your killing intent. It seems that you not only want to take back the Heshi Bi from me to make the beauty smile, but also take my life as well! If Hou Gongzi really has this intention, he must seize today's God-given opportunity. ”
was broken by Meng Xunzhen's heart, Hou Xibai's eyes faintly revealed shame, but his hand was not slow at all, and he attacked him again with a fan. The folding fan painted with many beautiful women in vivid colors flickered open and closed in his hand, hiding countless dangerous and murderous moves in the chic and elegant changes like a dance.
Meng Xunzhen's Ziwei soft sword used the subtle changes of the "Dugu Nine Swords", and when he saw the move, he responded calmly. Although he did not fall behind at all, his face was getting worse and worse.
Hou Xibai saw that Meng Xunzhen's swordsmanship began to show extremely subtle signs of stagnation, and he knew in his heart that he should be about to be unable to suppress the injury. There was a clear roar from his mouth, and the shadows of the fans in the sky converged, and the folding fans were closed, and he lightly came to Meng Xunzhen.
Meng Xunzhen took the sword and pointed out, and the index finger of his left hand slowly pointed out, and the top of the fan was folded in the middle.
"Peng!"
As soon as the two touched the score, blood spurted from their mouths at the same time. Meng Xunzhen was injured and injured, but Hou Xibai didn't get a bargain, and was invaded by his Yiyang finger power into the Sanjiao meridian, and his entire right arm couldn't move.
At the moment when blood spurted from Meng Xunzhen's mouth, a black shadow swept out from behind a boulder on the side of the road like a ghost, and in a flash, it crossed the space of nearly ten zhang like a shadow, and stabbed out with a sword close to Meng Xunzhen's side.
Meng Xunzhen only felt that the sword of the sneak attacker had an extremely strange force, divided into thousands of strands, or pulling, or pressing, or pushing horizontally, or rotating, making people feel like they were in a whirlpool, and it was difficult to control it independently.
"Shadow Assassin!" He let out an angry shout from his mouth, and Ziwei's soft sword stabbed out with his backhand, and the sword momentum abandoned all changes, leaving only the word "fast".
Two muffled snorts came out, Meng Xunzhen's ribs and the shoulders of the sneak attacker splashed blood at the same time, and Meng Xunzhen, who was injured again, did not stop at all, turned around and swept out to the other side of the mountain road, extremely fast. And Hou Xibai and the sneak attackers had deep scruples about him in their hearts and did not dare to pursue him.
"It's you!" Hou Xibai looked at this fellow disciple who was never masked with himself, but was destined to become the biggest place of life and death in his life, and asked in a deep voice, "Today I suddenly received a warrant from my master, asking me to wait for Meng Xunzhen outside the Jingnian Zen Temple. If you see that he is seriously injured, they take the opportunity to take his life. Now that I think about it, there are a lot of strange things about it. How could Shizun suddenly become interested in Meng Xunzhen? Now I suddenly understand, I am afraid that the warrant was forged by you? ”
Yang Xuyan, who was dressed in black and even covered his face with a black scarf, shook his head, took out a piece of letterhead from his arms, waved his hand at Hou Xibai, and said coldly: "Don't be smart, what do you think this is?" ”
Hou Xibai was afraid that he would make a ghost, so he was very cautious not to pick it up with his hands, holding a folding fan in his left hand, unfolding the fan and gently supporting it, the fan gave birth to a gravitational force to absorb the letterhead floating in front of him, and when he looked down, he was stunned for a moment, and said in a lost voice: "Shizun also gave you a warrant?" (To be continued......)