Xiang Ke swung a sword qi towards Murong Di, and that sword qi carried an extreme coldness, directly condensing the rain that fell from the sky into ice. Murong Di retreated, waving the long sword in his hand to block the frost sword qi, and finally when there was no way to retreat, he stuck the long sword in his hand into the ground.

I only heard the sound of cracking, and the ice shattered in an instant. Murong raised his head, the Tianxiao Sword had already come to his eyebrows, he swung his sword to block, nodded his foot, and crossed the top of Xiang Ke's head.

The rain turned into hail three feet above the ground, and smashed on Murong Di's body one by one.

Murong touched his eyebrows, which were already stained with frost, and he smiled: "It's a bit interesting." ”

Xiang Hezhu leaned against the wall and asked Xu Fuquan, "Who do you think will win, Lord Executioner?" ”

"Then who do you think will win?" Xu Fuquan looked at her.

Xiang Hezhu looked at the eaves that were slowly covered by frost: "The door master is going to use all his strength, the Guan master is just killing the palm and has the power, but the swordsmanship is not deep after all, and it is too much worse than the door master, the door master only needs to drag the time back, and the Guan master will definitely lose." ”

"You're wrong, if you've really touched the sword, you'll understand that the swordsmanship used by Lord Guan seems to be ordinary, but it contains a powerful killing force." Xu Fuquan looked at the place where the two were fighting and said indifferently, "This kind of killing momentum is not a simple momentum and sword moves that can be expressed, it is a kind of potential. This is also why the door master wants to rely on this frost and sky to suppress that momentum, and then fight as quickly as possible. ”

When Xiang Hezhu heard this, when he looked at the door master again, sure enough, as Xu Fuquan said, Xiang Ke's sword strength was still not weak at this moment, but it was a little less powerful than just now, and he was often forced by Murong Di to take a few steps back.

"The executioner is worthy of being a genius with a sword, so you can see it."

"It is rumored that a hundred years ago, in order to prevent someone from sneaking up on him, the Tiannan Sword Immortal drew a circle with his sword to set down the rules, if someone can break through that circle, he can be qualified to fight with him." Murong Di gently turned the sword in his hand and drew a circle, "From now on, let the outside of the circle want to challenge the troubles, and the circle is still stable." After drawing the circle, Murong Di raised the long sword, and then he used his true qi to surround himself along the circle.

After those ice stones fell down the circle drawn by Murong Di, they turned into rain and slid down to the ground.

"Tiannan Sword Immortal uses that circle to shield himself from the wind and rain, but the old man is different, I want to use that circle to kill people and punish my heart!" Murong Di rushed towards Xiang Ke, and along the way, all the cold ice turned into rain, and finally the long sword slashed down, shattering Xiang Ke's frost sword qi.

Tiannan City, Baihe Street, inside the restaurant.

Tang Zhengya sat on the first floor of the restaurant and looked at the street outside, knowing that Uncle Xiangmo had suppressed it, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, she turned her head and reached out to hold the wine glass in front of her, but someone took it away, Tang Zhengya raised her head and saw a burly middle-aged man take the wine glass and sit in front of her. Tang Zhengya's whole body tensed up all of a sudden, and the three silver needles in his sleeve were immediately held in his hand.

"Don't move, or your hand will be broken by a stick before you throw out those three silver needles." The middle-aged man took the silver stick in his left hand and drank the glass of wine, and then said in a deep voice.

Tang Zhengya knew that the middle-aged man's words were true, at this moment, she had encountered a lot of killers in the past few days, but she had not yet made a move to give people such a sense of oppression, only the Xuanwu Pavilion Master and the person in front of her could do it. The moment he sat down, Tang Zhengya felt like there was countless pressure hanging over her head, making her breathless, afraid that the slightest change would kill her, so she could only sit there quietly, not daring to deviate for half a minute.

Under the restaurant, Xiangmo originally put away the Buddhist staff, looked at the knife-wielding woman in front of him, and sighed: "Girl, I plan to escort Xiao Shiquan on this road, and I don't plan to kill you." What's more, Koshiki Quan has already left, so there's no need to continue fighting. ”

"Xiangmen Xiangmo, is it a person who talks so much nonsense?" Zhao Yuqing gasped, the wounds on her body were constantly bleeding, and the other swordsmen had been injured by Xiangmo, but she still held the knife and did not retreat.

"Do you really want to die that much?" Xiangmo frowned.

Zhao Yuqing stretched out his hand to wipe the blood stains on the embroidered spring knife: "You can only be resurrected until you die." ”

"It's just stupid!" Xiangmo scolded in a low voice, and was about to wave the rosary in his hand, but suddenly noticed the breath in the restaurant, he raised his head suddenly, and saw that the middle-aged man was also looking down at him.

"Xiangmo." The middle-aged man laughed.

"Xiang Tianqing." Xiangmo said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged man spread his hands at Tang Zhengya: "I'll talk to Xiangmo, the girl is a junior, so she should pour me a glass of wine." ”

Tang Zhengya shrugged her shoulders, picked up the wine jug with some dissatisfaction, rubbed her little thumb against her back, and there was some poisonous powder on her fingertips, and then quickly clicked on the wine glass.

"Divine doctor, I know your name, if you want to poison it, just try it. But you'd better poison me at once, or I'll kill you before I do." The middle-aged man glanced at Tang Zhengyan slightly.

Tang Zhengya smiled awkwardly: "How is that possible!" After finishing speaking, he honestly changed to another clean wine jug, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"The one from the Zhao family, I hope you leave as soon as possible, otherwise Xiangmo doesn't kill you, then I will kill you." The middle-aged man spoke concisely and clearly, but he revealed a strong sense of threat.

Xiangmo glanced at Zhao Yuqing in front of him and raised his eyebrows: "This is your last chance, don't blame me for not reminding me, if you don't leave, let Zhao Men collect the body." ”

"Let's go!" Zhao Yuqing glanced at the middle-aged man, then let out a low snort, and the four of them quickly left Baihe Street.

"It's good that you're here, otherwise I wouldn't have felt good about killing this girl." Xiangmo said with a smile.

"I've never liked it when people disturb my purity." The middle-aged man put the wine glass on the table, but the second half of the sentence was said to Tang Zhengya, "Pour another glass, I will only drink this one more glass." ”

"I'll pour you this cup." Xiang Mo jumped into the restaurant, jumped directly from Lily Street to the restaurant, he picked up the wine jug in his hand, and respectfully poured a glass of wine for Xiang Tianqing, "I didn't expect that someone like Brother Tianqing who doesn't like to be disturbed will also come to this troubled water. ”

"Harm, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves." Xiang Tianqing drank it all

"Zhengya, this is the second elder of Xiangmen, Xiangtianqing. is not only a forging master, but also the first master of stick method in our Xuanwu Pavilion. Xiangmo introduced.

"He's the first in the Xuanwu stick method? Good guys, no wonder you are so good that you almost scared people to death. Tang Zhengyan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Xiangmo nodded: "It's that he's good, but it's a pity that he's running fast, otherwise the current position of the master of Xiangmen should be his." ”

"Okay, no more nonsense. You stay, I have something I want to talk to you about. Xiang Tianqing waved his hand calmly.

"......" Xiangmo twitched the corners of his mouth, and then looked at Tang Zhengya.

"Then Zhengya went back to the Xuanwu Tower first." Tang Zhengyan got up, arched his hand towards the two, and then left.

Suddenly, a chopstick flew by, nailed to the wall, Tang Zhengyan looked back, and Xiang Tianqing was playing with a chopstick.

"Did I tell you to go again?"