"Be careful, sister-in-law!" I only heard a thunderous shout, and a gray shadow came from far and near, and it burrowed into Hong Sixue's whip ring like lightning, and a powerful arm tightly wrapped around her slender waist. Hong Sixue only felt that she was involuntarily carried sideways and flew out of the field, and in a blink of an eye, she was outside the circle. At this time, she saw the long sword in the hand of the master of Qingfeng Hall turn, and dozens of blue-blue swords neatly arranged according to the Fuxi hexagram spurted out. These dozens of swords were like dozens of long-bladed and broad-backed swords, cutting off the bodies of the Zhuang Yong who were still fighting in the field in an instant, and the blood rain rushed to the face, and a disgusting and tragic wind swept in the entire Renyi Hall.

"Big brother!" Hong Sixue lay softly in Peng Wuwang's arms, looked at him in a daze, and said softly.

"It's the Eight Formations!" Peng Wuwang exclaimed.

At this time, the fierce gaze of the Qingfeng Hall Lord had already fallen on the Red Sky Hero, Fang Mengjing and Zuo Lianshan who were protecting them in front of them. "Not good!" Peng Wuwang put Hong Sixue's body on the ground, pulled out his long knife, and jumped into the air one by one. At this time, the Qingfeng Hall Master took his left foot as the axis, and his body was an elegant and light flying whirlwind to the extreme, and a surging rainbow of Gang Qi erupted from the Qingfeng Sword, like a ten-zhang sickle with winged death, and swept unstoppably to the left, Fang, and Red trio. At this time, Peng Wuwang happened to wield a long knife to block this sword. There was a loud bang, and Peng Wuwang was knocked straight upside down with a knife and hit Zuo Lianshan's left shoulder, and then a side bounce hit Red Skyman's right shoulder. These two people were taken upside down and flew out of the hall and fell into the inner hall of the Hall of Righteousness. Zuo Lianshan's skills were inferior, he couldn't stand it, and fainted on the spot. And although Red Sky Man has extremely deep skills, the old injuries are extremely serious, and with the new impact, he can't support it, and he faints to the ground. Peng Wuwang hit a rosewood chair in the hall, and the wooden chair was smashed by him, but fortunately, it was not much damaged.

He didn't dare to stop longer, and immediately flew out of the inner hall and came to the field to stand face to face with the Qingfeng Hall master.

At this time, in the Hall of Benevolence and Righteousness, the corpses were all over the ground, blood was overflowing, more than 100 Zhuang Yong were all killed in battle, and most of the corpses were incomplete, and the situation was very tragic.

"Sister-in-law, you take Miss Fang and the others to leave." Peng Wuwang said loudly.

Hong Sixue looked at Fang Mengjing. Fang Mengjing smiled at her calmly and shook her head.

"Big brother, we're not leaving." Hong Sixue said resolutely.

Peng Wuwang thought for a while and said, "It's okay, you are here, and see how the eldest brother can solve the problem of becoming the Qingfeng Hall Master of the evil world."

"What an arrogant boy who can't help himself," the Qingfeng Hall Master said coldly, "Even if you want to stop me."

Peng Wuwang didn't have a trace of expression on his face, but slowly took off his coat, handed it to Hong Sixue, and said lightly, "Sister-in-law, take it for me."

Hong Sixue was going to fight with him, but when she heard him say this, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"He wants to fight with me, but he is afraid that I will hurt Hong Sixue first." Knowing his thoughts, a smile suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Qingfeng Hall Master, and he said lightly, "I didn't expect you kid to be quite thoughtful."

Peng Wuwang was slightly stunned, looked back at Hong Sixue, turned his head, and said in a deep voice: "Sister Yi, guard Miss Fang, Brother Zuo and Ling Zun, don't let the Qingfeng Hall Master have a chance to plot."

Hong Sixue nodded blankly, took a few steps back, and stopped in front of Fang Mengjing. Fang Mengjing looked at her, with a look of understanding in her eyes, obviously she had also guessed Peng Wuwang's mind like the Qingfeng Hall Master.

Peng Wuwang moved his wrist slowly and methodically, held the Qiushui long knife horizontally in front of him, and said loudly, "Hey, Qingfeng Hall Master, although you are a murderous demon, you are a senior anyway. Okay, I'll give you three tricks."

As soon as these words came out, Hong Sixue, Fang Mengjing, and the Qingfeng Hall Master who were present were all stunned. Even if Gu Tianya said this sentence, it seemed a little too big, not to mention that it came from Peng Wuhope's mouth.

"Good boy! Since my debut, no one in the world has been able to stop me from making three moves, what are you relying on?" The Qingfeng Hall Master sneered.

"Why should I?" Peng Wuwang smiled proudly and muttered, "It's up to me to make ......" The next voice was so muffled that he couldn't hear what he was saying. The Qingfeng Hall Master frowned, staring at the shape of his mouth.

At this moment, Peng Wuwang's body slammed into a bow, and the long knife crossed the distance of three zhang like lightning, slashing head-on towards the face door of the Qingfeng Hall Master, and at the same time, he followed the knife, and in a blink of an eye, he had already attacked the front of the Qingfeng Hall Master, his body moved so fast that even the smock he was wearing on his body couldn't resist his sudden accelerated impact, tearing a hole in his shoulder.

"Deceive!" The Qingfeng Hall Master didn't have time to speak, so he immediately blocked it with a horizontal sword, swung away the long knife, and stabbed Peng Wuhope's shoulder blade with a sword. "How can I kill your Qingfeng Hall Master if you don't cheat!" Peng Wuwang sneered and ignored the angry sword that the Qingfeng Hall Master stabbed at her, and the long knife stabbed into her heart with a flicker, and it was actually a sword technique that ended up together.

How fast the Qingfeng Hall master took out his sword, the tip of the sword pierced into Peng Wuwang's shoulder blade two inches before he put away the sword and swept away Peng Wuwang's desperate sword, but he still swayed freely. Peng Wuwangyuan opened his eyes, he couldn't see any flaws in her swordsmanship at all, knowing that her cultivation in martial arts was really far away from her, and she was horizontal in her heart, and the long knife stood up, and she unleashed the most powerful Hengjiang sword technique in the Yunlong Changfeng Sword Technique, the sword light was like snow, and it was close to the Qingfeng Hall Master, and she must not let her cast the earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods.

This Hengjiang knife technique once made Peng Wuwang repeatedly break strong enemies, and he loved this set of knife techniques the most, and he also soaked in it for the longest time, and understood it the most. At this juncture of life and death, all his mental and painstaking efforts were completely devoted to the artistic conception of the knife technique, in a trance, he seemed to be incarnated as a two-winged raptor, chanting and roaring, crossing the river, flapping his wings and making the wind, and the scales and claws flying, making the world change color, and the beasts bowed their heads for it. This set of knife techniques was created from the crane god Qi Xiaoyun, which was already very miraculous, and then Peng Wuwang deduced it wholeheartedly, and immediately conjured up countless subtle and wonderful changes in the moves, and even more Peng Hopeless abandoned life and death, and the move was pressing, fighting for his life, and he fought with the famous Qingfeng Hall master in the world within a stick of incense.

The swords struck each other, the sound was cool and crisp, like firecrackers, from a distance, Peng Wuwang and the fast-moving figures of the Qingfeng Hall Master were completely submerged in the sword light and sword shadows, and they could only vaguely see a gray shadow and a green cloud, divided and merged, merged and divided, tossed and turned, constantly entangled.

In the midst of the melee, the Qingfeng Hall Master suddenly let out a clear roar like a crane, and the sword light in the battle group suddenly burst into a dazzling light, forcing the bright light of the long knife into a narrow sphere area.

It turned out that Peng Wuwang had fought against Hua Jinghong, the first swordsman of the Yue Nu Palace, and he was very familiar with the swordsmanship of the Yue Nu Palace, and he studied it very deeply. The master of Qingfeng Hall is out of the Yue Nu Palace, and she is the senior sister of Zuo Nianqiu of the Xianyu One Sword, so as soon as she makes a move, it is one of the moves in the eighty-one swordsmanship of the Yue Nu Palace. Although there are many Peng Wuwang who have not seen it, the sword theory is the same, so Peng Wuwang can barely cope with it. However, after a stick of incense, the master of Qingfeng Hall saw the difference, and with a long roar, he changed a set of Rapid Wind Thirteen Stabbing Sword Techniques created by himself, and immediately cut off Peng Wuwang's momentum horizontal sword, gaining the upper hand.

Gradually, traces of blood appeared in the sword shadow like a white wave, and as the figures of the two rabbits swam in the field, the blood left shocking blood marks along the route of the two galloping and jumping. It's just two teas in time, Peng Wuwang suddenly burst into the sky, his body marked with blood flying out of the circle, and fell heavily to the ground, the long knife in his hand fell out more than a foot away with a bang, and the handle of the knife was already soaked with blood.

"Big brother!" Hong Sixue held back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, rushed to the field to help Peng Wuhope, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't be reckless, let's ......."

Peng Wuwang gritted his teeth, pushed Hongsixue to the side, and whispered, "Sister-in-law, you are a little back." He stood up with difficulty, glaring at the Qingfeng Hall Master who stood proudly in Yuanting Yuezhi, dozens of wounds on his tiger body burst at the same time due to the force, gushing out of the gurgling blood, dyeing the bluestone slab under his feet into a piece of red.

The Qingfeng Hall Master looked at him quietly, slightly shocked in his heart. This young man who is only in his early twenties, the knife technique he used just now is the best choice in terms of skill and knife intent, and the creativity revealed between the turns and changes is even more amazing. That's not all, the most shocking thing is his spirit of never bowing his head.

When they fought just now, this young man's sword technique was much slower than his own superb sword technique far beyond the limit of the human body, and every time he made a move, he had the idea of ending up together, so that although she hit his body with her sword, she also had to collect her sword early to block his attack, otherwise she suspected that even if she could nail him to the ground with a sword, his knife would still have a chance to seriously injure herself, and even take her own life.

If you make such a move once or twice, the flesh and blood men on the rivers and lakes will dare to make it, but if you use it seventeen or eighteen times in a row, even those who pretend to regard death as if they were at home, it will be difficult to do it. Because people's will is very easily shaken, after escaping death, the desire to survive will be greatly increased, the attachment to life will also be deepened, and it will take greater determination to seek death again. And like this, licking blood on the head of the knife every time, narrowly missing life every time, and continuing to use this kind of doomed move to fight the opponent, the determination and courage required are even more unimaginable to ordinary people.

This young man fought hard with himself for one hundred and one moves, and used a total of sixty life-threatening killing moves, and there were sixty more sword marks on his body, but he still had no fear, this kind of courage and heroism was rare in the real world.

Just now, Luo Peixian was very reluctant to finish the sword and turned into ashes, which is also very respectable, but if he is allowed to survive and use this desperate sword technique again, he will hesitate for a while.

Peng's hopeless figure stood tall in the twilight of dusk, as if the mountains were standing still. However, Hong Sixue, who was only three feet away from him, saw that his limbs were spasming and trembling slightly.

"The eldest brother is a hero of the world, and he will not speak of pain when he is added with a sword and axe, but his body trembles at this time, you can imagine how the injuries on his body hurt his heart." Hong Sixue looked at him with tears in her eyes, and secretly thought, "Big brother, everyone praises you as a young hero, but they don't know that you are really bitter with such a reputation."

Fang Mengjing, who was taking care of the unconscious Red Sky Man and Zuo Lianshan on the steps of the inner hall of Renyi Hall, was so thrilled to see Peng Wuwang

After a tragic fight, his heart was sad, and he silently thought, "Brother Peng is still trying his best to save my life until now, and what my father and daughter owe him will never be able to pay off in this life and this life. It's a pity that I have exhausted all my efforts, but I didn't expect that the master of Qingfeng Hall would personally leave the nest and set out, regardless of the lives of his subordinates, but he killed Xue Mei and Brother Peng."

"Are you still going to fight?" The Qingfeng Hall Master didn't expect that she would say this sentence at all, and she didn't expect the answer she was expecting was: Don't fight.

"You're not dead yet, of course I'm going to fight." Peng Wuwang shouted loudly.

"Big brother, you ......" Hong Sixue choked up and couldn't speak.

"Hmph, that's guts!" The Qingfeng Hall Master's long sword stood up, "As long as my sword gang makes a move, you will become two pieces in the blink of an eye, I don't know if you want me to slash horizontally or vertically."

Peng Wuwang smiled bitterly, secretly admiring the sharpness of the Qingfeng Hall Master's eyes, he was indeed seriously injured in both feet, and it was difficult to take a step, when Jian Gang arrived, he would only die.

Seeing that Peng Wuwang didn't answer, the Qingfeng Hall Master suddenly felt bored for a while, and suddenly thought: I said so much, maybe because I was shocked by this person's arrogance, and I felt at a loss in my heart.

Her long sword slashed diagonally, and a green dragon-like sword gang with a chilling wind sound, broke through the air, and all the stumps and flying debris on the ground were carried up by this sword gang, flying and shaking in the air.

At this time, Peng Wuwang's eyes revealed a fierce and ferocious murderous aura like a vicious tiger, which made the Qingfeng Hall Master feel a slight chill in his heart with such a profound cultivation.

I saw Peng Wuwang's body suddenly whirl, this spun so fast that his whole person was about to turn into a gray pillar of smoke with blurred outlines, two white rainbows that were brilliant and flashing with brilliant sword light, like two branches of lightning erupting from the summer sky, from the nine heavens to the world.

Qingfeng Hall Master Jian Gang had already made a move, and when he saw this strange move, he was shocked, the long sword pulled back, and his body fell sideways as if it had been broken, and these two powerful swords passed by in a millimeter.

Peng Wuwang's body at this time had been thrown away by the wave of qi stirred up by Jian Gang, but fortunately, the Qingfeng Hall Master withdrew most of his strength in order to receive his supreme killing move, and he was able to avoid the catastrophe.

The Qingfeng Hall Master waved his long sword and slashed at Peng Wuwang, determined to cut this young man into two pieces this time. I saw Peng Wuwang in mid-air stretching out his hands together and grabbing the void. The Qingfeng Hall Master only felt a burst of cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, "Not good!" She didn't have time to turn around, her head suddenly lowered and twisted, and the long sword stabbed out with a dragon tail stirring backhand, just hitting the mandarin duck knife that flew back upside down, and the force penetrated the back of the sword, and with only one contact, the mandarin duck knife was shattered by the fierce sword qi. Another mandarin duck knife flew past her neck.

The Qingfeng Hall Master roared angrily, and the long sword stabbed back at an incredible speed, just smashing the mandarin duck knife that was about to fly back into Peng Wuwang's hand from the blade head. What can return to Peng Wuwang's hands is only the head of the knife.

Peng's hopeless body fell to the ground like a noodle bag, and he only felt that all the bones around him were swollen to death, and he still remembered reaching out with his left hand and grabbing the tip of the knife that flew upside down.

Hong Sixue hurriedly rushed to his side and helped him up, the tears in her eyes could no longer be suppressed, trickling out, and said in a trembling voice, "Big brother, you are seriously injured."

Peng Wuwang struggled to sit up straight, held the tip of the mandarin duck knife that flew back upside down tightly in his hand, waved it excitedly, and said with difficulty, "I...... I'm fine. I hurt her, I hurt her, look, look!" He brought the tip of the knife in his hand to Hong Sixue's eyes, and there was indeed a trace of blood on the tip of the knife.

The Qingfeng Hall Master touched his neck, there was an extremely shallow scar there, if it wasn't for the intense exercise she was exacting, she wouldn't have burst out of blood at all. But in any case, after the completion of the swordsmanship, this is the first time that the Qingfeng Hall Master has been injured for thirty years. Looking at the reddish touch on her fingertips, the Qingfeng Hall Master's mind was in a trance for a moment, and her eyes seemed to flash the scene thirty years ago, when she practiced swords with several good sisters in the picturesque Yishan Mountain. At that time, she was still a delicate girl full of fantasy, and in front of her senior sisters who were higher in swordsmanship than herself, she couldn't help but get hurt. However, every time the sword wound was exchanged for the caring greetings of the senior sisters and the swordsmanship taught to her by the teachers more attentively, the full and warm years of the past have passed for thirty years. Ever since I saw the boy who came with a sword and a song, everything changed in an instant.

"Gu Tianya! What an elegant name, but what a ruthless person."

The Qingfeng Hall Master felt that his heart was burned through by these three words again, cracked, burned through, and burned into a black color.

At this time, Peng Wuwang had already stood up again with difficulty, holding the only remaining knife tip tightly in his hand, and staggered towards the Qingfeng Hall Master. Hong Sixue rushed to his side, grabbed his arm hard, and said in a trembling voice, "Big brother, let me come, you rest and rest."

Peng Wuwang's consciousness was blurred at this time, his eyes were dizzy, and he couldn't see anything clearly, he still remembered pulling Hong Sixue behind him and muttering, "Sister, don't get too close. Above...... I hurt her last time, I must have killed her this time, I can."

The master of Qingfeng Hall came back to his senses, looked at Peng Wuhope's appearance, and showed a wry smile in his eyes: What a hob tendon that is not steamed, cooked, rotten, killed, and chopped constantly.

Suddenly, Hong Sixue flew up and pointed at Peng Wuhope's sleeping hole, and Peng Wuhope, who was standing with difficulty, collapsed to the ground with a bang at this time.

"What are you doing here?" The Qingfeng Hall Master sneered and said.

Hong Sixue stood quietly in front of Peng Wuwang, her blood-red long whip in her hand, and she didn't speak.

"Do you think you can save this man?" The Qingfeng Hall Master asked coldly.

"My eldest brother is a hero of the world, if even he can't save himself, no one can save him." Hong Sixue glanced affectionately at Peng Wuwang, who had fainted to the ground, and her eyes showed a gentle look.

All this, of course, could not escape the eyes of the sharp-eyed Qingfeng Hall Master.

"You like him?" The Qingfeng Hall Master suddenly asked in a peculiar tone.

A sweet smile miraculously appeared on Hong Sixue's face, and she said softly, "Yes, Brother Peng is my sweetheart." Fang Mengjing, who was on the steps of the inner hall of Renyi Hall, heard Hong Sixue say frankly to the master of Qingfeng Hall, a wry smile appeared on her face, and she admired and envied this red-clothed Jinlan sister in her heart: she must be very happy in her heart at this moment. I am really lucky to have an unforgettable lover.

The Qingfeng Hall Master looked at the moving smile on Hong Sixue's face, a trace of jealousy flashed in her heart, her eyes were cold, and she said coldly: "It's a pity, you two hard-working mandarin ducks are going to die here, I will kill you first, and then I will kill him again, with your martial arts, hey, you can't save him."

Hong Sixue nodded slightly, and the expression on her face did not change at all. She said softly, "I didn't think I could save him, all I wanted to do was die before him. This, with my martial arts, should not be difficult."

The Qingfeng Hall Master suddenly felt an astonishing momentum emanating from Hong Sixue's body, like a thick wall, blocking Peng Wuwang's body.

"What a ruthless girl," the Qingfeng Hall Master sneered, "After killing you, I will make this young man wake up, let him look at your body lying on the ground, and then slash him with a sword, this torture is more uncomfortable than death?"

Hong Sixue smiled slightly, sighed, and said, "Brother Peng is innocent, he only takes care of me as a brother, and he doesn't understand the hearts of these daughters. When he sees my corpse, he will only fight with you, and as for the pain in the mallet, it is too late to think about it."

The Qingfeng Hall Master finally couldn't help but be taken aback, and said, "It turns out that you are just wishful thinking, such an infatuated woman."

Hong Sixue raised her eyebrows and said, "That's all I have to say, hall master, please give me a move." With a wave of the long whip, you have to do it.

"Wait!" Looking at Hong Sixue's resolute expression, the Qingfeng Hall Master's heart softened, and he secretly thought: It turns out that this woman is as pitiful as me. I was ruthlessly abandoned by the negative heart, but she was ruthless and ruthless.

"What does the hall master have to say?" Hong Sixue asked.

"Wake him up, and I will ask him a few words, and if he answers to my satisfaction, how about I spare you." Qingfeng Hall is the main road.

"Don't think!" Hong Sixue said loudly.

"Snow Girl." Fang Mengjing suddenly said, "You wake up Brother Peng and see what the hall master has to say. The master of Qingfeng Hall will learn from his words, and he will never coax you."

The Qingfeng Hall Master's lightning-like gaze shot at Fang Mengjing, and said, "Whether I kill them or not, I will kill you, you know too much."

Fang Mengjing smiled calmly and said, "The little woman has already realized this, so the hall master doesn't need to bother reminding her."

For the first time, the master of Qingfeng Hall felt that he was falling under the phoenix everywhere, in terms of courage and courage, she was not as hopeless as Peng, in terms of affection as the sea, she sighed that she was not as good as Hong Sixue, and in terms of sharp words, she was also difficult to compare with Fang Mengjing. These weak-crowned young men all have an extraordinary side, and they all have the courage to see death as home, even if they are their enemies, it is difficult not to convince them.

At this time, Hong Sixue listened to Fang Mengjing's words, and with the hope of what happened, she woke up Peng Wuhope. As soon as Peng Wuwang opened his eyes, he saw the Qingfeng Hall Master standing in front of him, and he hurriedly struggled to stand up.

The Qingfeng Hall Master raised his hand and said, "Hey, you don't have to be in a hurry. I'm just here to ask you, you're working so hard to save the woman next to you?"

Peng Wuwang looked at Hong Sixue, who had a faint glow, and Fang Mengjing, who was calm in the distance, and said, "Not only them, but also Big Brother Zuo, Senior Brother Hong, and all the living people in this village."

"Joke!" The master of Qingfeng Hall said sharply, "A good man's life should only be thrown away for the woman he loves. If you meet someone you love in the future, how will you prove your heart to her?"

Although Peng Wuwang was seriously injured, when he heard this, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, and said loudly, "Who I Peng Wuwang likes, she naturally knows in her heart, so why do you need to prove it."

"Whoever she likes in her heart, she naturally knows in her heart, so why should she prove it." The Qingfeng Hall Master chewed Peng Wuwang's words carefully, like being bombarded by thunder, Mu Li was stunned on the spot, and after a long time, she suddenly squirted out a mouthful of green and yellow sewage, and said miserably: "Yes, why do you need to prove it, why do you need to prove it? Xiao Yueru, you're really stupid."

She let out a long roar, like a phoenix chanting for nine days, her body circled a few times, and in a blink of an eye, she flew out ten zhang away, and then rose and fell, and then disappeared into the hazy night, only to hear her terrible howl of breaking stones and piercing gold, from near to far, it gradually dimmed for a long time.

"No wonder she kills people when she sees them, she turns out to be a madman." After Peng Wuwang finished saying this, he tilted his head and finally fainted completely, leaving only Fang Mengjing and Hong Sixue looking at each other, as if in a dream.