Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Siege!

For a while, Fan Qinghui felt that Zhang Liang was like a ruthless Emperor of Heaven, and the beauty fan in his hand had also turned into a peerless sword that could dominate all beings!

The sword qi surged around the entire cold pool, as if it was about to smash everything in the world.

Heavenly Sword Song Que's eyes froze, and then a sword intent that surpassed the world erupted from his body, he understood that with Qing Hui's sword dao cultivation, he was not this young man's opponent at all!

This sword made Ning Daoqi shocked, and he felt more and more the horror of this junior, not only knowing the sword technique, the illusion body technique, and the flower tour, but also knowing the swordsmanship of Cihang Jingzhai.

What's even more incredible is that this style of swordsmanship, although it has the shadow of Cihang Sword Codex, has its own unique sword intent, and that transcendent aura like the Emperor of Heaven is definitely not something that ordinary people can control!

Kou Zhong's mouth grew in shock, and at the same time there was an inexplicable sense of loss, when the other party fought with him just now, he didn't use all his strength, if he used this powerful sword technique, he would never be able to last so long.

"Cihang Sword Codex!"

Fan Qinghui was annoyed and angry, she didn't expect that this disciple of Shi Zhixuan not only learned the Yijian swordsmanship, but also mastered the Cihang Sword Codex.

As for the reason, she easily thought of Bi Xiuxin, could it be that the other party really ignored the door rules and passed the Cihang Sword Code to outsiders?!

Now, Bixiu's heart is dead, and Fan Qinghui naturally can't know the answer from her mouth, but the Cihang Sword Code is the foundation of Cihang Jingzhai, and it must not be mastered by this demon boy, she wants to take it back.

As for how to take it back, it is natural to kill this demon boy!

Fan Qinghui desperately urged the internal force in his body, and with the sword cultivation of the heart, he performed the swordsmanship of Cihang Jingzhai, and he was bound to separate the victory and defeat with Zhang Liang, and decide life and death!

"I can't do it!"

Zhang Liang snorted lightly, although he didn't know what the head of Cihang Jingzhai was thinking, but the other party obviously didn't plan to let him go, since this was the case, why should he show mercy to his subordinates.

The sword qi burst out and shot towards Fan Qinghui!

This style of swordsmanship, what is important is the momentum, all things in heaven and earth will sink and float at the feet of the emperor, and all living beings are courtiers.

The domineering sword qi instantly crushed Fan Qinghui's own sword qi, and then, the sword intent on her body was dispersed, shooting straight towards her eyebrows!

"Little brother, you've gone too far!"

At this time, Song Que couldn't hold back any longer, and the sword intent instantly fell to Fan Qinghui's side, shattering the sharp sword qi and saving his former lover.

"Which is right and which is wrong, I think Brother Song has made up his mind in his heart, if it weren't for the aggressiveness of the head of Cihang Jingzhai, how could he have taken action on her?!"

Zhang Liang snorted coldly, he asked if he had not done anything about the Demon Dao since he appeared in the rivers and lakes, but Fan Qinghui was in the Demon Gate, and the people in the Demon Gate shouted back and forth, and he intended to kill him first and then quickly, which was a bit excessive.

Song Que was a little speechless for a moment, indeed, he also felt that Qing Hui had gone too far this time, even if this young man was Shi Zhixuan's apprentice, it didn't mean that he was a heinous man, it was really unwise to be so arbitrary.

"Ahem..."

Fan Qinghui coughed twice, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth, and her sword intent was scattered, obviously hurting her heart.

However, she still stared at Song Que and said a little weakly: "If you still remember our previous affection, then work with Ning Daoqi's predecessors to eradicate this demon boy, otherwise, he will inevitably become a catastrophe in the martial arts!"

Heavenly Dao Song Que was suddenly a little embarrassed, although Zhang Liang's personality was not very clear to him, he didn't look like a big devil no matter how he looked at it, but this was the first time Fan Qinghui begged him, and it was based on his past affection as a reason, which made it difficult for him to refuse.

"If you don't kill him, I'll die in front of you right now!"

Seeing Song Que hesitating, Fan Qinghui was ruthless, and immediately raised his palm, ready to slap it towards his Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Kiyoe...!"

Song Que hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, he glanced at Zhang Liang apologetically, and then said: "Little brother, don't blame me, who made you a disciple of the evil king Shi Zhixuan!"

Zhang Liang laughed twice, stared at each other, and said, "Heavenly Dao Song Que, you are so affected by a woman who is Cihang Jingzhai, you are destined to have no chance of heaven in this life!"

Song Que's eyes condensed slightly, and then he handed Fan Qinghui over to Song Shidao to take care of, lifted the three-foot long knife in his hand, and surrounded Zhang Liang in front and back with Sanren Ning Daoqi.

Although Ning Daoqi was unwilling to fight with such a talented young man, since he had read Cihang Jingzhai's Cihang Sword Codex and failed to stop Song Que, he still owed Fan Qinghui a favor.

Human affection has always been the most difficult thing to do.

Especially for a person like him, who is known as one of the three great masters of martial arts, he naturally can't owe favors, otherwise, wouldn't it be discredited.

Kou Zhong opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but seeing that the two of them had made up their minds, he also understood that it was useless to say more, so he had to step aside and quietly watch this duel between the top masters of the rivers and lakes.

"It just so happens that I wanted to learn the martial arts of the scattered people!"

Zhang Liang laughed, the beauty fan in his hand suddenly closed, and his body exuded an aura of domination.

The Mixed Yuan Heaven and Earth Gong is already extremely domineering!

This also created Zhang Liang's temperament, which became closer and closer to the overlord of one side, showing heroic spirit between gestures.

Song Que and Ning Daoqi's expressions condensed slightly, they had such a temperament at such an age, and they died halfway, it's a pity!

However, since they have decided to make a move, these two top masters on the rivers and lakes will naturally not hesitate any longer.

Song Que raised the knife and went up, and as soon as he made a move, he became famous and learned, and the heavenly knife was eight styles.

Although the scattered Ning Dodge has no weapons, he has eight swoops with one hand, but it is a world-conquering creation, and the power is endless.

The two joined forces, and the pressure can be imagined!

"It's good to come!"

Zhang Liang let out a long roar, and the beauty fan in his hand unfolded impressively, casting a trick of folding flowers and shifting the trick to remove the attacks of the two.

After five months of cultivation, Zhang Liang has already improved the Folding Flower Hundred Style, and now the Shifting Technique can not only remove the attack, but also be able to be used by me, which can be called a pirated Douzhuan Xingxing!

When the scattered person Ning Daoqi found that the sword intent belonging to the Heavenly Sword Song Que was enveloping him, he couldn't help but exclaim, and then used his scattered hands to scatter the sword intent.

At the same time, Song Que couldn't help but be stunned when he found that the internal force belonging to Ning Daoqi was attacking him, and then used a long knife to slash his qi away.

"This kid, his strength has improved too fast!"

Song Que's heart sank, a few months ago, when the other party fought with him, although his strength was also very strong, he was still some distance behind himself, and now this distance is no longer visible!