The carriages and horses on the small stone bridge quickly retreated.

Foot soldiers, plain clothes, tightly surrounded at both ends of the bridge. And at this moment, from the carriage with the roof of the car broken, finally came a man, a man with a handsome face and an extraordinary bearing.

Blessed King!

Sure enough, he was in this car!

Qingxuzi sighed slightly in his heart, but his face was still silent. In the master duel, the most taboo is impetuous, especially in the face of a master like Fang Zui, the slightest flaw cannot be revealed.

The breeze is blowing, under the stone bridge, the scales are darkened, and the drunken sword is invisible, radially clearing.

This sword is not earth-shattering, and there is no sound of wind and thunder. However, the sword qi faintly came towards Qingxuzi layer by layer like a wave.

Qing Xuzi's eyes froze, and he took a sword in his hand, seemingly without a move, but it pierced Fang Zui's sword qi very skillfully.

Bite!

The crisp sound of sword strikes stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them were like electricity, and their swords were like the wind, and they actually staged a shocking duel on this stone bridge with the momentum of attack.

The swordsmanship of the two of them has reached the realm of transformation, and at this moment, there is no trace of the moves, and they are all seeing the moves and dismantling them, and they do it casually.

"Unexpectedly, I haven't seen you for a few days, this surnamed Fang is so powerful!"

Not far away, Liu Shaonan, who was hiding on the side, muttered to himself.

Outside Xiangyang City that day, he fled in a hurry, and now it seems that this choice was the right one.

With Fang drunk today's martial arts, looking at the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that there are few people who are his opponents. Last time at the Taishan Martial Arts Conference, he saw that Fang Zui had gone to the next level, and at that time, he felt that the two of them should be between the two of them. But I didn't expect that when I looked at it again this time, I had the cowardice to dare not fight with it.

To go, or not to go? To shoot, or not to shoot?

Liu Shaonan was a little hesitant, and the fear in his heart had surged up uncontrollably. He looked around, but saw that King Fu was surrounded by many people. Among them, the old monk, who had just fought with Yun Kai, had already seen his skills, and the woman in green did not seem to be weak in kung fu, and there was a familiar chivalrous warrior who stood calmly on the side.

That's it, that's it!

Liu Shaonan knew that the plan to assassinate King Fu was definitely going to be in vain.

With the strength of the other side at this time, only he and Qingxuzi are left, and they have the ability to reach the sky, but I am afraid that they will not be able to please them.

Bite!

Syllable!

At this time, with the two sounds, Qing Xuzi and Fang Zui's bodies separated.

"Qing Xuzi is in charge of martial arts, and Fang is invincible!"

I saw Fang Zui also standing on the bridge pier, the sword body was slightly oblique, and said with a smile.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, Fang Daxia, too humble!"

Over there, Qing Xuzi didn't appreciate it, still holding the sword, and responded lightly, the meaning of his words, just this competition, the other party was drunk and admired.

Of course, there are still people who see the clues.

It turned out that the two had just intersected with their swords. In the midst of the lightning and stone fire, Fang Zui's swordsmanship pierced the sleeve of Qing Xuzi's robe, and Qing Xuzi slashed horizontally with one palm, just meeting Fang Zui's left palm, but shocked Fang Zui back a few steps. However, the light skills of the two of them have reached the top, and Fang Zui unloaded his strength in the air again and again, and still stood on the bridge pier very lightly.

If you say so, the two are actually tied. But Fang Zui is a junior after all, young and strong, and he doesn't feel that he is better than Qing Xuzi. Therefore, as soon as he stabilized his body, he took the initiative to admit defeat.

"However, the head of Qingxuzi, Fang still wants to persuade you to stop here, and from now on, you will no longer be the enemy of the righteous path of the rivers and lakes!"

Fang Zui stared at Qing Xuzi, and said these words with righteousness and awe.

The sword was not put down, and there was still a murderous aura hidden in the wind.

So, will Qingxuzi listen to him?