Chapter 8 I don't want to be a widow
Boom!
Within a radius of ten zhang, under the confrontation between the two top masters of the world's martial arts, the earth sank three feet.
Under each other's feet, four deep pits appeared.
The deep footprints are imprinted on the ground, and the score is exactly right, which is shocking.
Swish!
The undefeated red-clothed shadow in the east flashed, and with the strength transmitted by the Thousand Wolf Shadow that broke through the sky, it quickly retreated.
On the other side, Zhu Hefeng's figure was as immobile as a mountain, and there was no change at all.
"Hehehe." Dongfang's undefeated smile sounded again, "Okay, the Emperor's Heavenly Treasure Book is really powerful, now, I'm afraid I'm no longer your opponent, right?" β
"Sister Dongfang, you are too modest, how can the little brother dare to compare with you in this three-legged cat's kung fu!" Zhu Hefeng chuckled.
Swish!
Dongfang's undefeated figure swayed, and a flash came to Zhu Hefeng's face again, his slender jade fingers poked out, nodded on his face, and said affectionately: "Stinky boy, you are still so modest!" β
"Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!"
Zhu Hefeng heard Dongfang Undefeated comment on himself like this, a smile bloomed on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Thank you sister for the compliment." β
As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed it, wanting to embrace Dongfang's undefeated and graceful delicate body into his arms, but he was avoided by her.
"Stinky boy, I'm really anxious!" Dongfang was undefeated and came to Zhu Hefeng again, quipping.
Zhu Hefeng looked at Dongfang Undefeated, his face instantly fell, and he said with a little pity: "Sister, don't you think I may die at any time?" β
"Can't you fulfill my last wish?"
"Huh." Dongfang Undefeated laughed and said, "You still know that you could die at any time? I thought you didn't even have that brain. β
"Since you may die at any time, then the sect leader should stay away from you, in case you are widowed, it will not be good!"
In the midst of the laughter, Dongfang's undefeated figure had once again turned into a sharp red light, heading into the distance and disappearing in front of Zhu Hefeng.
Looking at the back of Dongfang undefeated leaving, a trace of inexplicability appeared on Zhu Hefeng's face, this young man who was a little hanging, seemed to be really interested.
Trample! Trample! Trample! β¦β¦
Bidding farewell to the undefeated East, Zhu Hefeng set off again, and the deer cutting knife was carried on his back, and he walked forward step by step.
After a short time, he followed in the footsteps of the undefeated East and disappeared here.
Only the collapsed grass hut and the remaining blood can prove that there was really a bloody battle here, not long ago.
Not long after Zhu Hefeng left, several men in yellow robes rushed over, collected the remaining bones, and left quietly.
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Swish! Swish! Swish! β¦β¦
In the depths of winter, the climate is changeable, and I don't know when, snowflakes fall on the sky, and the whole world is covered in snow.
As far as the eye can see, the world is full of silver and white, and in the vast white world, there are no birds and beasts, as if there is no vitality at all.
Zhu Hefeng carried the box containing the deer cutting knife on his back, holding his Fang Tian painting halberd tightly in his hand, and stepped step by step.
Every step you take can leave a clearly visible footprint on the white snow.
Trample! Trample! Trample! β¦β¦
I don't know how long it has been, but there was a crisp sound of footsteps in Zhu Hefeng's ears, and a somewhat blurry figure gradually appeared in front of him.
It was a ragged figure.
The clothes on his body seem to have not been changed for many years, but every step he takes is extremely firm.
In his hand, there is also a sword!
No, that's not a sword at all!
Just because, the hilt of this sword is simply nailed together with two pieces of wood, and the blade of the sword is a rusty piece of iron, which is indescribable.
Swish!
Zhu Hefeng took step by step and gradually came to this person's side.
Turning his head, a teenager appeared in front of him. I saw him, his face was delicate and he looked extremely handsome, but those eyes made people shudder.
It's just that it doesn't look like a human can have eyes at all, but like a wolf, no, it's still a lone wolf!
Syllable!
The four eyes were intertwined, and in the eyes of the young man, there was only a piece of dead ash, and there was no difference between looking at Zhu Hefeng's eyes and looking at a dead person.
Zhu Hefeng looked at the young man, nodded indifferently, chuckled, and said, "You really want to be famous?" β
The young man nodded, his voice was extremely cold, "If you don't become famous, you die!" β
Zhu Hefeng raised a hand, patted his forehead, and said helplessly: "Why do so many people like to walk in this turbid rivers and lakes, it's a pity!" β
Swish!
The young man's eyes turned, looking at Zhu Hefeng, who was about the same age as himself in front of him, and said, "Aren't you like this?" β
Zhu Hefeng complained: "I am the same, but I am a little more mature than you, you seem to be indifferent, but you are still naΓ―ve." β
"Remember, on the rivers and lakes, in addition to yourself, even your best friend, the beloved woman can only believe in seven points at most!"
"Hahaha!" In the end, Zhu Hefeng's figure had disappeared in front of the young man.
Looking at his departing back, a trace of helplessness crossed the young man's eyes, and then, he shook the rusty sword in his hand and continued to walk forward.
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Huashan.
Since the pre-Qin era, there has never been a shortage of hermits on Mount Hua, and there are countless legends.
At the turn of the Tang and Song dynasties, the Xiyi ancestors were even more famous immortals, and in the last years of the Song Dynasty, some martial arts people who were unwilling to be ruled by Meng Yuan gathered on Mount Hua and formed the famous Huashan Sword School.
In the past 100 years, the Huashan faction has always been in charge of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and is known as one of the seven major factions in the world.
With Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kunlun, Diancang, and the South China Sea, even after the fire of the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect thirty years ago, the Huashan faction was greatly injured, lost a large number of masters, and was robbed of the throne of the leader of the five mountains by the Songshan faction.
But in the martial arts, everyone who has some insight knows that in terms of real strength, the Huashan faction is still above the Songshan faction.
Don't say that the head of the Qi Sect - Yue Buqun, the head of the Sword Sect - Feng Buping, even among the masters of the younger generation, the Qingfeng female swordsman Gao Yanan is also famous.
It can be said that he is the number one master among the younger generation of the Wuyue Sword Sect, not to mention, the predecessor of the Sword Sect is the old man - the wind is clear, the martial arts are high, and the swordsmanship is wonderful, I am afraid that compared with the head of Emei, Dugu Yihe, it is also not equal.
On this day, on the Jade Girl Peak of the Huashan Qi Sect, Yue Buqun, the head of the Qi Sect, recruited two disciples under his own sect.
The second disciple - Lao Denuo and his beloved daughter - Yue Lingshan!