Before Fan Zhongming could understand the deep meaning, his heart suddenly tightened, and he felt a dangerous aura attacking him like an arrow! The source was in the middle courtyard outside the door! Fan Zhongming turned around to look, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Under the corridor of the Hanging Flower Gate, an imposing figure appeared.

She was petite, less than the shoulders of an adult man, but she carried a simple and heavy, a giant axe that was more than a foot long, and the blade of the axe was two times wider than her body!

At this time, the last rays of the sunset, driven by the black curtain, retreated from the Hanging Flower Gate to the west, and she walked in sync with the night, stepping on the dividing line between light and darkness, constantly moving forward.

She exuded a dangerous aura like a wild beast all over her body, as if she could break the river and open the mountain, her steps forward were steady and powerful, and the mud and dust at the foothold swept away in circles, driving away the last sunlight in front of Fan Zhongming's eyes, bringing him endless night.

Even if he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, Fan Zhongming knew the identity of the other party, "Zhao Qiyue!"

"Be a powerful man in the Zhao family's mansion, Fan Zhongming, can't you kill you when I do?"

Zhao Qiyue, whose eyes were lowered, had a gloomy face, and as soon as these words came out, the wind under her right foot was flat, and her long hair fluttered back violently.

At the same time, the giant axe of Kaishan on his shoulder also fell on the ground behind him, smashing open the green bricks. The words fell, Zhao Qiyue's eyes were acute, and the murderous aura appeared, and the runes on the giant axe of the mountain were as bright as the moon in an instant.

When she jumped up, the mountain axe was rounded from behind her to the front of her, the rune streamer drew a perfect arc above her head, and a red tiger shadow jumped out of the axe, the majestic state was breathtaking, and the roaring sound rushed to the bullfight!

Zhao Qiyue, who was like a fish leaping, cut down the giant axe of the mountain, his long hair was like a belt, his clothes were like clouds, and the weather was myriad.

Fan Zhongming had been looking forward to this battle and wanted to use it to inflict heavy damage on the other party, but when Zhao Qiyue really appeared and thundered at him, he found that the situation was not as simple as he expected.

Zhao Qiyue's ferocious offensive, the fierce cultivation power displayed, made his heart tighten.

The strength of the other party is definitely not below him! Fan Zhongming has realized this very clearly.

But he was not afraid of this, his hand reached out at his waist, drew his soft sword, and his eyes were calm.

Zhao Qiyue is jumping in the courtyard, and there is still a long distance from him, and it will take a little time to cross this distance. Although for the masters of the middle stage of the Yuan Shen Realm, this time was between lightning and flint, but for Fan Zhongming, it was enough for him to use his means.

"In the end, I am still young, I can't hold my breath, I jump from afar, where do I know the truth of the line between life and death!"

This contemptuous thought flashed through Fan Zhongming's mind, and the reason for distance and time allowed him to easily find the sword form to crack the opponent's attack.

As soon as this thought arose, Fan Zhongming's eyes suddenly widened.

Zhao Qiyue, who was jumping, was obviously still in the courtyard, but the axe blade had already reached his forehead!

And his sword has just been raised, and the sword form has not yet been cast!

This is not an illusion, let alone a means of releasing true qi, because Zhao Qiyue's vacated body is right in front of him!

Fan Zhongming was horrified!

How did the other party manage to change shape and change in an instant?!

"This is- "Mirror Water Step"?!"

Fan Zhongming didn't have time to use the sword style anymore, so he could only raise his sword and hurriedly block!

His response was too hasty, and only six or seven percent of his cultivation strength reached the sword.

The results speak for themselves.

Although he blocked the opening giant axe that was splitting down, and was not cut in half from his forehead, his body was blasted away like a broken kite, the true qi in his body was in a mess, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he had already suffered a lot of trauma!

Fan Zhongming's body crashed into the wall and drowned in the dust, and Zhao Qiyue pursued him with deception, unforgiving. Running and jumping, the giant axe of Kaishan waved into the wind in her hand, the body of the tiger continued to flicker, and the whistling sounded one after another, and the sound was terrifying.

Fan Zhongming lost the opportunity, was injured again, lost every step, and was constantly bombarded into the house, courtyard wall, flowers, and rockery by Zhao Qiyue like a ball, crashing into countless objects, and vomiting blood all the way in the flying dust.

Zhao Qiyue chased all the way from the atrium to the backyard garden, and finally kicked Fan Zhongming into a stone wall, which stopped the attack.

At this time, Fan Zhongming was embedded in the stone wall in a large font, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle out, he was drenched in blood all over his body, embarrassed, hanging his head and spitting blood in his mouth.

"Are you dead?"

"It's coming. ”

Zhao Qiyue carried the giant axe that was extremely incompatible with her figure, turned around in front of the stone wall, the clear light of the bright moon sprinkled her body, the evening breeze blew the corners of her clothes, and under the foil of Fan Zhongming, who looked miserable, the picture was bewitching.

Zhao Ning walked over and admired Zhao Qiyue's masterpiece, looked Zhao Zhongming up and down, and touched his chin: "This guy is more useful alive than dead." But he's too sparse to have a backhand at all. ”

Zhao Qiyue said lightly: "You should know that this is the difference between the cultivation of "Mirror Water Step" and the cultivation to the fullest. If it was before today, my first round of offensive, even if it cooperated with "Mirror Water Step", would at most make him scramble for a while, and he would not be so hasty that he was directly injured by me. ”

Zhao Ning stretched out his thumb: "Old sister is mighty!"

Zhao Qiyue looked up at the moon, snorted proudly, and quickly turned his head, also stretched out his thumb: "If it weren't for the tricks you said, my "Mirror Water Step" would not have been able to cultivate to the fullest today, so you are also very powerful." ”

"No, the old lady is mighty!" Zhao Ning shook his head solemnly.

"Brother mighty!"

"The old lady is mighty!"

"Brother mighty!"

Zhao Qiyue put down the giant axe and pondered: "We have captured Fan Zhongming, do you say that those masterminds behind the scenes, will they be very worried that Fan Zhongming will confess them? What will happen to them next, will they quickly escape, or will they give it a go?"

After asking, without waiting for Zhao Ning to answer, she continued: "You don't have to say, I already know!"

The government officials ran over, saw Fan Zhongming's tragic situation, and pointed at Zhao Ning and Zhao Qiyue tremblingly, their faces turned white and purple, and they couldn't say a word. When Zhao Qiyue made a move, he persuaded him, but the other party didn't listen to him at all.

Several of Fan Zhongming's entourage also rushed over carrying Fan Qinglin, and when they saw the people in the stone wall clearly, Fan Qinglin screamed and pounced.

Several paradigm cultivators wanted to make a move, but in the face of Zhao Qiyue, who was eyeing him, they knew that their cultivation was not good, and they would be humiliated when they went up, so they could only help Fan Qinglin save Fan Zhongming first.

After sending a signal to Fan Zhongming, Miss Xiao looked at the scene from afar in the private room of the restaurant. Looking at her from here, she can't see much, after all, the restaurant is not too high.

But she still saw the movement caused by the battle between Zhao Qiyue and Fan Zhongming, after all, the dust was terrible, and the light of the Fu soldiers was also obvious in the twilight.

"The momentum is so big, it seems that Fan Zhongming is a killer, and now the movement is gone, presumably the two young boys of the Zhao family will end up very miserable. Miss Xiao returned to her seat, poured herself a glass of wine, and drank three glasses in a row in a happy mood.

Thinking of the situation in the grassland, she had to be happy.

Since a hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Zhao family took command of the expedition and washed the grassland in blood, and Mobei was in a state of division of its own affairs, and the various royal courts established by large and small tribes were all subjugated to the feet of Daqi.

His own tribe, the Tianyuan Division, is a descendant of King Zuoxian, who was beheaded by the ancestors of the Zhao family, and has been in a miserable situation for a hundred years, with no food, no clothing, and withering. There was no hope for it, and it was about to be swallowed up by other large tribes, and everyone would become slaves.

Unexpectedly, at the most critical time of the Tianyuan Ministry, his father was born!

My father was a true genius, and before he was 20 years old, he had already cultivated to the Extreme Realm of the King! Then he led the weak tribe to become strong, and in just a dozen years, he conquered thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and became a hero admired by everyone!

My father is not only a master of cultivation, but also a great talent, and naturally has the ambition of dominating the grassland and swallowing the world!

But he had to be afraid of Daqi.

Daqi would not want Mobei to be unified by the grassland people and let a strong state appear next to his country.

Especially the Zhao clan who guarded Yanmen Pass, their ancestors killed King Zuo Xian back then, making the originally powerful Tianyuan Department weak, and bringing disasters to the tribe for more than a hundred years, not to mention, now they are supervising the grassland for generations.

Today, there are four royal courts in the Mobei grassland, and two of them have been tamed by the powerful father, who has secretly tamed us, formed an alliance with us, and obeyed our orders. But the remaining one was stubborn and refused to honor his father.

If my father wanted to unify the grasslands, he had to send troops to destroy them.

It was at this time that the Zhao family repeatedly wrote to the Emperor of Great Qi, saying that his tribe was ambitious and had the image of sweeping the grassland, and it must be conquered and suppressed.

It is conceivable that once his father initiates the battle to unify the grassland, the Zhao family will definitely not sit idly by.

The revival of the Tianyuan Department has only been more than ten years, and although the current strength is extraordinary, other royal courts cannot be compared with us, but my father said that the Tianyuan Royal Court has not yet reached the time to start a war with Daqi, and it still needs to continue to accumulate strength.

If the Tianyuan Royal Court does not start a war with the Great Qi, once the war starts, it must be broken with the power of thunder!

In short, if the Tianyuan Royal Court wants to unify the grassland, and then Xue Xue's great revenge a hundred years ago, go south to the Central Plains to destroy the Great Qi, and sit on the entire world, it must first pull out the nail of the Zhao family!

My father was far-sighted, and he had been preparing for this for a long time, and he also secretly entered Daqi activities early, and laid a good foundation over the years. This time, the plan for the Zhao family was also going smoothly before, and although there were some twists and turns now, it was finally back on track.

Just when Miss Xiao was thinking about it, the white-eyed old man entered the door, "Your Royal Highness Princess, Fan Zhongming has been defeated!"

Princess Yan Yan Temur, a princess of Beihu under the pseudonym Xiao Yan, shook her hand when she heard this, and the wine in the cup spilled.

She took out a silk handkerchief and wiped her hands, regained her composure with this action, and said quietly: "How did he lose?"

"The subordinates saw from a distance that they were defeated by a woman with a petite body but a giant axe in the middle of the mountain. If the subordinates expected it to be true, then the woman should be Zhao Qiyue, who has the highest cultivation among the younger generation of the Zhao family!"

Xiao Yan poured herself another glass of wine, drank it slowly, and said meaningfully: "Zhao Qiyue, who just entered the middle stage of the Yuan Shen Realm ten months ago, but was able to defeat Fan Zhongming, who had been in the middle of the Yuan Shen Realm for nearly ten years, the son of the Zhao family, is really not to be underestimated. ”

"Your Highness, what should we do?"

Putting down the wine glass, after a moment of silence, Xiao Yan said quietly but loudly: "Immediately wash the Zhao family's mansion in blood, and capture Zhao Ning and Zhao Qiyue!"

The white-eyed old man's eyes flashed, "...... like this"

Xiao Yan waved her hand to interrupt: "Fan Zhongming refused to let us make a move before, because he took care of the influence, but this princess killed people in Daizhou City, what impact do we need to take into account?

"Your Highness is wise!, but if Lord Xu asks afterwards...... Our relationship with him cannot be severed because of this matter, and we will still need it in the future. ”

"Fan Zhongming was captured by Zhao Qiyue, in order to keep Fan Zhongming secret, we can only silence it. ”

"Your Highness is wise!"

"After the matter is completed, rush to the outside of the city to set up an ambush, and wait for Zhao Beiwang and his wife to return after hearing the news, and intercept and kill them halfway!"

"Yes, my subordinates will leave!"