On the hanging cliff, Murong Fengling's blue robe moved against the wind, his eyes were scorching, shooting straight into the clouds, and the sword intent in the sound was faintly heard, the sound was like a hidden sword, and he went straight into the clouds and mist next to the hanging cliff, but there was no response, but Murong Fengling's eyes were vigilant, and he raised his internal force, holding the blood wind on guard.

Xu was aware that the blue robe was determined to hide in the clouds and mist beside the hanging cliff, and after a while, there was finally a low voice, revealing layers of clouds and mist, clear into the ears.

"Murong Fengling, it seems that he is not as narrow-minded as the rumors in the rivers and lakes..."

Not angered by the other party's words, Murong Fengling's eyes were full of calmness and calmness, and when he wanted to go down the cliff with Rouge, he sensed a trace of dangerous aura, worried that it was really in case, Rouge was beside him, and he was afraid that there was danger, but the dangerous aura was only a flash, and he was not sure whether his perception was accurate, and he heard the voice in the clouds and mist this time, and finally knew that his speculation was good, and someone really peeped secretly.

Since this person can quietly walk to the hanging cliff, so that neither he nor Rouge is aware of it, and he has entered the secret with the sound transmission, his cultivation is high, and his internal strength is so deep, I am afraid that he will be difficult to beat, and I can't help but secretly think in my heart: "I don't know whether this person is friend or foe, Rouge has not yet moved away, we need to stabilize this person first, and then think about it in the long run."

Settle your mind, immediately silently use your internal strength, follow the direction of sound transmission, and also perform the power of sound transmission into the secret: "Whether it is as rumored in the rivers and lakes below, just based on your brief observation, I am afraid that I can't conclude that I don't know what your presence is here."

The man hidden in the clouds seemed to have seen through Murong Fengling's thoughts, and couldn't help but smile coldly, such an indulgent woman was not a climate: "Since I appeared here, I also used words... I don't want to be embarrassed by that girl, all you have to do is hand over the fragment in your hand, and let the two of you go."

Xu was to deter Murong Fengling, and there was a strong sword intent hidden in this voice, which made the blue robe take two steps back.

Staggered and stopped, Murong Fengling felt the strength of the sword intent, he had walked the rivers and lakes for many years, and he had never encountered it, and under the stumbling, the internal force of one palm was slightly pressed backwards, arousing the snow on the hanging cliff under his feet, and he stopped his body, the internal force was full of chest, and he exuded his perception, and noticed that under the hanging cliff, the rouge seemed to be far away, and he was a little at ease, so that he could exert himself and fight the enemy with all his might.

When he closed his palm, several sword qi burst out from the Blood Wind Sword, and he went straight to the place where the sound was transmitted, and Murong Fengling heard the sound of the sound lightly.

"Don't show up yet!" Self-confidence is the person at the top of the list, and in the face of his own move, he must also avoid the bloody edge.

Sure enough, the blood wind sword qi was vigorous, and it followed the sound straight through the clouds and mist, but when the clouds and mist dispersed, it did not show the master of the person's voice, but it was the blood wind sword qi, after it was submerged in the clouds and mist, it seemed to be blocked by something invisible, and it dissipated instantly... Before he could withdraw his thoughts from the shock, a secret voice came into his ears again.

"The blood wind sword qi is really sharp, such a divine weapon is in your hands, it is not humiliating." The sound of the secret came from behind him.

Murong Fengling's brows were tightened, the blood in his hand did not stop, he turned around quickly, and the horizontal sword swept away, and the sword blade reached, breaking through the air with a sharp sound, extremely powerful.

But he still cut into the air, and hurriedly hung the cliff body in the air, and retreated to the cliff behind him... The two swords dispersed the clouds and mist, and this time they stood up, the clouds and mist reunited, and the hanging cliff was vast again.

"This person's body is ghostly, I have two swords together, and I haven't even seen his face..." Murong Fengling thought to himself, and suddenly remembered that since this person came for the fragment, as long as he used this coercion, he would definitely be able to force him to appear.

"I advise Brother Murong to hand over the fragment, whether you want this place or to start a sect, I promise that after obtaining this scroll, I will not disturb each other..." This person still seems to just want Murong Fengling to hand over the fragment, and he doesn't want to do it, but before he finished speaking, he saw Murong Fengling, stretched out his hand into his arms, and the broken scroll in his hand was exactly what he had in mind.

The joy in his heart turned into eagerness: "Don't worry, after handing it over to me, I will leave immediately, and I will never break my word!"

Before the words fell, he saw that Murong Fengling didn't care about it, and gently raised the fragment in his hand, and the Blood Wind Sword immediately swung out and slashed towards the fragment...

Surprised, how could the hidden person still bother to open his mouth, and then he didn't use the method of hiding in the clouds and mist, and broke through the clouds and mist, and rolled away in front of the blue robe.

Unexpectedly, it was Murong Fengling's plan to lure the enemy to appear... The speed of the body was so fast that even Murong Fengling was amazed, but it was a way to lure the enemy to appear, how could there be no way to deal with it, hand

Zhongxue Feng stopped his sword moves, until he caught a glimpse of the palm of the brocade robe coming from the fragment only an inch away, and an extremely inconspicuous silk thread in the sleeve of the blue robe was being pulled on the fragment, gently pulling the silk thread, and the fragment returned to the palm for a moment, and the blood wind rushed straight to the afterimage.

The sword was so powerful that even the people who came had to avoid the edge for a while, especially when they saw that the immortal scroll had returned to Murong Fengling's hands, he knew that he had been tricked, and his body flashed, and when he avoided the blood wind, his body turned over and stood on the stone bed.

"It seems that Brother Murong is not only good at swordsmanship, but also thoughtful, when I was in the clouds, I could suddenly kill you and your husband and wife, but I regret that you are a rising star in the rivers and lakes in recent years, and I don't want to hurt you, I didn't expect you to cheat." The people came into the secret voice, and the anger was hard to hide.

Murong Fengling also saw the person coming clearly at this time, dressed in a brocade robe, covering his mouth and nose with a cloth, only his eyebrows and eyes were slightly exposed.

In fact, Murong Fengling didn't care about the wordless fragment, but he didn't know what the temperament of the person who came, in case it was the evil person, who got a glimpse of the secret of the fragment and caused chaos in the world, wouldn't he help the abuse.

Tucking the fragment of his sleeve into his arms, Murong Fengling spoke: "If Your Excellency is really open-minded, why do you still cover your face with cloth, is it unsightly? There is no ghost in your heart, why should you be afraid of people seeing your face, the battle of Qi and Jin will stop, Your Excellency has this skill, instead of coming to peep at the immortals, why not use your skills to benefit the people of Li and be the one who stops the war..."

"How do you know that I have never used my skills to benefit the people of Li, nor have I stopped fighting... I'll just ask you if you will give me the fragment." The brocade-robed man sneered, anger growing in his eyes, and he asked again.

Murong Fengling was afraid of a strong enemy, and he did not reply again, but shook his head lightly and responded to the masked man in the brocade robe with a gesture.

This move completely angered the comer, and he sneered angrily and passed it again: "Okay, well, then I will teach the world-famous Blood Wind Sword, what a rhino it is..."

When the word "li" came out, the clouds and mist that filled the hanging cliff seemed to summon, and they rushed towards the brocade robe, and in the blink of an eye, the brocade robe and his feet were all covered by the stone bed.

Seeing this, Murong Fengling's eyebrows were solemn, rather than waiting for him to make a move, it was better to strike first... The mind is established, the point step is up, the scarlet sword blade and the blue robe blend in an instant, and there is a purple mang, the distance of the hanging cliff is ten zhang, and it has arrived in an instant, and the shot is the unity of man and weapon, and the purple mang roars, sweeping away and gathering the dense fog, but it is half a minute late.

The Blood Wind Sword Blade was trapped in the Fog Condensation Realm, and it was not allowed to enter an inch, not only that, but the Fog Realm spread, instantly engulfing the blue-robed figure and enveloping it into the Fog Realm.

"This is Murong Fengling's famous sword and blood wind across the rivers and lakes..."The mockery sounded, spreading in the fog realm, as if he was extremely disappointed in the unity of the right talent Murong Fengling's human weapon, the more proud he was, he had a slack heart, and he was the top master of the fog gathering realm, and he only cared about showing his disdain, but he never saw the corner of the blue robe's mouth, and he calculated the arc.

Although he was trapped in the fog realm, he was already close to the front of the brocade robe, and the blood wind had never been close, but in the fog realm, the sword aura became thicker, and when the person in the brocade robe found out, it was already too late.

In the fog realm, the sword qi was full of qi, and when it was invisible before, it was unnoticed, but this time it had become fierce, and it swept away in all directions of the brocade robe in the fog realm...

"This kind of sword qi is somewhat interesting." The brocade-robed man seemed to have noticed it, but he didn't expect that in his mist realm, Murong Fengling could still use his sword qi to attack, and when his eyes finally showed interest, he kept his hands behind him, and finally raised them.

Murong Fengling originally thought that this person was condensing the fog and should be a master of the inner family, but when he saw this person's brocade robe, taking off his sleeves and exuding sword qi, he finally realized that this person was condensing the fog with internal force, and he was coercing with sword qi to force the clouds and mist to gather.

"This man is also a master of swords!" When he knew it in his heart, this person's two-sleeved sword qi had already met his own sword qi killing array.

The sword qi intersected, silently collided, and the fog realm that shrouded the two figures was instantly broken through, and the blue-robed figure retreated quickly, sweeping straight to the square of several zhang, on the other hand, the brocade robe was still standing on the stone bed, and it had not moved for half a minute, but if you looked closely, you could see that the cuffs of the brocade robe were broken a little....

"Your Excellency also uses a sword, why don't you show your blade!" Murong Fengling, who realized that he was being looked down upon by the person in the brocade robe, stopped his body, and when he stopped his body, he was angry in his heart and spoke bluntly.

The person in the brocade robe obviously never thought that Murong Fengling would be able to break through the fog realm

She nodded slightly, already approving, and then shook his head slightly, I don't know if he was lamenting the ruthless waves of the rivers and lakes, or sighing that he was going to ruthlessly destroy such talents.

"My sword has not come out, there is still room for it, with your age, with such swordsmanship, he will definitely be able to climb to the top of the mountain one day, and see the mountains at a glance, why covet this immortal thing, it will only make you indulge in it, and there is no way to enter the martial realm..."

"How can a man who is honest covet other things, not like Your Excellency, but in my heart, I advise you not to covet them, lest you go mad and fall into infernal inference!" Not afraid of the other party's martial arts realm to stabilize himself, Murong Fengling replied with a righteous face.

Xu Shicai fought for a short time, so that the brocade robe knew that if he didn't come out of the sword, it would be difficult to take down Murong Fengling, and the immortal scroll could not be easily obtained, and the brocade robe finally made up his mind, one hand was still behind him, and one palm was slightly raised to his chest, and then he swung it downward, no longer hiding the strong sword intent.

On the hanging cliff, the wind and clouds surged again, and it seemed that he had felt the power of the golden robe sleeve to intimidate the secret valley, and the sword qi surged into waves, setting off ripples, so that Murong Fengling, who was also in the suspended cliff mountain, had to use enough internal strength to resist this monstrous sword intent.

The flat palm, suddenly flipped, suspended in the air, converged to the palm....

In the clouds and mist, the sword shape was faintly revealed, falling into Murong Fengling's eyes, how could he allow the enemy to calmly take out the sword, forcibly operate the true qi, and shake back the sword intent that trapped him, clenched the blood wind in his hand, and rose to the ground, the edge of the blood sword shone in an instant...

"Bell—"

The sword blades intersected, the sword chanted and shook, although the blood wind was sharp, breaking through the clouds and mist, but it was blocked by a long sword, the sword sound resounded at the same time, the majestic sword intent passed through the blood wind blade, directly intimidating the five organs, Murong Fengling had to withdraw his sword and retreat, returning to the edge of the cliff.

With the sword in hand, the momentum of the brocade robe is completely different from before, not to mention the bearing, but the brilliance in the eyes is impossible to look at.

As the saying goes, the heavy sword has no edge, and the person in the brocade robe has a heavy sword in his hand, but he does the opposite, the sword is sharp, only in the right moment, he is determined to break through the air, and cut through the blue robe.

The heavy sword is five feet, the whole body is bright, the diamond pattern is hidden, the brocade robe is held, light as nothing, just because the heavy sword is clear, you can see the pair of eyes that cover the sword body.

Seeing this sword clearly, Murong Fengling's complexion changed suddenly, and he no longer made the sound transmission secret, as if he was surprised, and he didn't realize that he could speak.

"The sword qi is over thousands of miles, and it is invincible to the brocade robe and the glaze..." Even though Murong Fengling, who was extremely chivalrous, there was a rare hint of fear in his eyes.

"I once said to you that my sword has not yet come out, and there is still room for it, and this sword has come out... There are always people in the world, who have never seen mountains, only climb hills, and say that there are no mountains in the world, no sea, only lakes, and the waves are no more than ears and ears..."

Lang Lang dome, no longer covered, hanging on the cliff, is about to burst.

The master made a move, even if he was distracted for a moment, the victory or defeat had been divided, not to mention that Murong Fengling was intimidated by the heavy sword, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he was full of flaws, and the opponent's sword momentum had risen.

"The victory and defeat have been decided..."" The voice of the brocade robe was cold and ruthless, as if he had regarded Murong Fengling as a dead man.

Just as he was about to take the life of the blue robe, a light sound broke through the air.

"Don't hurt my husband!"

The realm is not to step into the air, but the rope is there, one end of the rope is tightly bolted to the heavy stone, flying straight to the eyes, falling into the eyes of the brocade robe, like a child's plaything, not worth mentioning, lazy to get the sword, only flick the sleeve, the heavy stone will fly like a stone bullet, falling to the abyss behind you...

But this is the purpose of the come, although the heavy stone falls, it can be borrowed, the red shadow, borrowed the strength to go up, the red hand, tightly grasping the rope, jumping on the hanging cliff, the long sword in the hand, flashing rouge, falling next to the blue robe, although the pretty face is covered, but the eyes are sharp, no less than the master of the heavy sword.

"I see, no wonder there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that if you want to get rouge drunk, you need to retreat... Murong Fengling and the Rouge Sword Master have become a pair..." One person faced two masters, brocade robes and heavy swords, not afraid at all, but faintly excited.

The rouge sword master, but he didn't care about the strong enemy in front of him, it seemed to be blame, but in fact he was concerned, swept over Murong Fengling's blue robe, and saw that it was only a little damaged, so he calmed his mind and immediately opened

mouth: "I have said a long time ago, it is the sword mountain and the sea of fire, you and I work together, this person seems to have been hiding on the hanging cliff for a long time, but you tricked me to leave..."

Feeling the words of concern contained in the reproach, Murong Fengling's heart was very warm, and he suddenly woke up, and without waiting for Rouge to continue to speak, he said softly: "The husband is wrong, the lady must not be surprised, I want to pick the stars, but I am ashamed to take off the little snoopers..."

The affectionate words of the two of them could not disturb the heart of the brocade robe, but the word "Xiaoxiao" in Murong Fengling's mouth provoked his anger, and he said in a deep voice: "What a Xiaoxiao disciple, today I will use this sword to ask for advice from Blood Wind and Rouge!"