"Slash!"

He Zudao drank lowly, and the dagger in his hand slashed through the air continuously, making a popping sound, and at the same time, the knives continued to fly out of the dagger one after another, sharp and amazing, without any pity and jade, and slashed directly towards An Qi Niang's delicate face.

"Good skills, worthy of the three saints of Kunlun. ”

An Qi Niang laughed, her shoulders shook, and she immediately galloped back.

To her surprise, He Zudao actually chased after him with a dagger in his hand.

The swords that pierced the air, with an astonishing momentum, approached the door.

"It's shameless, chasing the hall master like this, but you want to have a spring festival with the hall master?" An Qi Niang smiled again and again, her voice was full of charm, and at the same time she did not forget to continue to retreat backwards.

"Humph!"

He Zudao snorted and chased after him.

For a while, the two of them imagined the light and shadow of the Dao, moving up and down in the hall, and from time to time there was the sound of fists and feet clashing, but it was a touch, and there was no meaning of hard touch.

Fang Zhile stood outside the hall, not looking at the battle in the hall, he was stunned, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Sou!

An Qi Niang flipped in the air, and when she landed, she didn't wait to stand firmly, her fragrant shoulders shook, and instantly turned into a streamer and swept away from the hall.

He Zudao sneered, threw his backhand, and the dagger suddenly flew in response, like an aurora slamming towards An Qiniang's back.

"Master Fang, when do you want to see it?" An Qiniang rushed to Fang Zhile's side, stopped suddenly, and laughed coquettishly.

The fragrant wind was blowing in his nose, and Fang Zhile knew that An Qi Niang had come to his side, and then when An Qi Niang spoke. With a flick of his right hand, a throwing knife flew directly out of his sleeve and shot backwards.

Bite!

A soft sound, although not loud, echoed in the entire hall like a golden cracked stone, buzzing endlessly for a while.

'Dangdang' twice, and the throwing knife and dagger fell in response.

He Zudao moved.

With this movement, the dagger in mid-air disappeared in an instant, and it was copied by him in his hand.

Keep your head up. He Zudao was trying to speak out. Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he looked at the flying knife in front of him that should have fallen, but now it was suspended in mid-air and motionless.

"Flying knives hanging in the air?" He Zudao was shocked, his face incredulous.

Controlling the flying knife to levitate in the air is no longer something that a master of the rivers and lakes can do. Only the legendary powerhouse can have such skills.

Overmatch. Step into the void in the flesh. A thought of a landslide, a thought of a tsunami, has the power to turn the stars. The ability to destroy the world and control a flying knife to hang in the air is naturally not a problem.

He Zudao was shocked.

He had heard the Kunlun Twin Monsters say that the current head of the Emei faction is strong, but he never thought that it would be so strong that he could float in the air?

It's a little too much to believe.

After all, how old is the other party?

Less than 30 years old!

Can you actually control the flying knife to float in the air?

Doesn't this mean that the other party is a strong man, not a master?!

The strong, in this rivers and lakes, is unanimously recognized as a master with the internal strength of Sanjiazi, there are very few people who know about Lu Dao, He Zudao, as the patriarch of the Kunlun faction, is naturally not surprising that he can know this secret.

But for a moment, He Zudao frowned.

Wrong!

At the moment when Fang Zhile made a move just now, he obviously felt that the other party's aura was almost the same as his own, and that pair of conveniences could not be a martial artist with three jiazi, but like himself, he had the internal strength of two jiazi.

Liangjiazi's internal strength, this can't control the flying knife hanging in the air at all, so how did he do it?

He Zudao had a lot of doubts for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he didn't understand.

While he was pondering, Fang Zhile slowly walked in from outside the hall, and there was one more person beside him.

A woman who shouldn't have been accompanied but walked in.

At this moment, An Qiniang also seemed to be a different person, and followed Fang Zhile very quietly and obediently, without saying a word.

However, if you observe carefully, you can find that at the corner of An Qiniang's mouth, an extremely unwilling arc was raised.

It was as if someone was forcing her to do this, including, of course, the fact that He Zudao had been prevented from seizing the sword and hiding behind the stone statue.

As for this Shushan, there are only some special people who can force her to do things she doesn't want to do, except for some special requirements.

There is no doubt that Fang Zhile is not only a special person, but also puts forward special requirements.

As for why An Qiniang agreed, it was just to fulfill the previous three promises.

Walking into the main hall, Fang Zhile stretched out his hand to take away the flying knife, and smiled faintly at He Zudao in front of him, "Do you want to know what Lu Dao is for?"

He Zudao's pupils shrank slightly.

He naturally could hear the meaning of Fang Zhile's words.

Why do throwing knives hang in the air and not fall?

This doubt also made him think about it for a while, but at this moment, when he heard Fang Zhile ask, he didn't know what Lu Dao was about, and he always had a very unhappy feeling in his heart, as if he had suddenly become one of those begging gangsters on the street, waiting for mercy and charity from others.

As the patriarch of the Kunlun faction, He Zudao didn't like this feeling very much, and he didn't want to be charified, so he shook his head very decisively and said, "No need. ”

You don't need to know why!

Seeing the hard attitude of the three sages of Kunlun, Fang Zhile was too lazy to care, after all, others don't like to know the reason, so why bother to explain it clearly?

Hot face sticks to cold buttocks, this kind of thing Fang Zhile asks himself if he can't do it, and he doesn't bother to do it.

"Since you don't want to know the Dao, then let's continue to salute first?" Fang Zhile asked with a meaningful smile on his face.

He Zudao was stunned for a moment, then glanced at An Qiniang with a little deep meaning, then looked at Fang Zhile with a serious face, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

One word, say it all.

An Qiniang smiled coquettishly and walked away very interestingly, leaving room for the two to fight.

Pong!

Almost at the moment when An Qiniang left, the eyes of Fang Zhile and He Zudao met in the air.

In an instant, an invisible firelight flashed, and a strong smell of gunpowder was faintly emanated.

It's just that the two didn't immediately choose to make a move, and looked at each other quietly. are waiting for the best moment to come.

Both of them are battle-hardened veterans with great combat experience, and they understand that the battle between masters often determines victory and defeat in an instant.

Whoever moves first means who falls first.

Because the side that moves will inevitably display martial arts, and once the martial arts are launched, there will naturally be big or small flaws.

As soon as the flaw comes out, a battle is undoubtedly coming to an end.

Now, He Zudao and Fang Zhile are waiting for the moment when someone will strike first. At the same time, hold your breath and concentrate. Embattled.

At the same time, the mountains behind Mt. O'E.

In front of a small hill.

The fallen blades flew, swirling and falling around the two of Jueyuan Zhenren and Wufeng Monks.

Suddenly, the fallen leaves fell to the ground in unison. There was not a single leaf left in the air.

The faint voice of the five divine monks followed. Break the silence. "Take care. ”

Two short words, as if it encompasses everything.

As the saying goes, the family doesn't speak, but in fact, the world is in the world. My favorite slang is the monks!

And every monk who speaks is often very boring.

Because the words are usually too profound for people to understand, and I hope that others can understand them and then have the effect of universalizing sentient beings.

That's really the ...... Childishness plus fantasy.

Fortunately, Jueyuan, who was used to dealing with monks, did not feel that the slang of the monk next to him was boring, but felt that there was a little bit of human touch in it.

Yes, it's the human touch.

The word take care is not something that everyone can say, especially when the two are hostile, it is even more rare.

The Five Divine Monks naturally knew the relationship between him and Jueyuan, but so what, even if they were enemies, they could have friendship, right?

In this world, it is not oneself that knows oneself best, nor friends and relatives, but enemies!

Wufeng Monk suddenly felt that this sentence was too beautiful and wonderful, and he also wanted to thank Lu Xie for saying this truth, he was really more powerful than the Buddha, and he broke his heart in one word.

I'm afraid that except for the enemy, no one will understand him. And as an enemy, you must do your duty and let the enemy take care of his life.

There is no doubt that at this point, the Five Divine Monks did it, and did it brilliantly, and he was also a very qualified and competent enemy.

Jueyuan Zhenren naturally understood the meaning of the five letters, so he also replied lightly, "Take care." ”

The difference is that when he said this, a smile finally appeared on his face, and it was the first time he had stood here for a long time and smiled. However, there was no smile on the face of the five monks, and they were serious.

The Buddha is said to be the purest sentient beings, but in fact, he is also difficult to protect himself.

As a disciple of the Buddha, the five gods and monks interpreted this very well with his serious expression.

"Hopefully you'll come back alive. Wufeng turned around, feeling that the two words he said before were a little weak, so he simply threw down another sentence, and then took a step forward directly without waiting for Jueyuan to respond.

"Whoosh!"

This step fell, and Wufeng's entire body disappeared strangely in place, merging with the space around him, and there was no trace of him again.

The ability to disappear in an instant is more terrifying than the physical void.

The cold wind was howling all around, and it seemed to be a little colder.

I don't know when the leaves in the sky began to whirl, and then slowly fell down, falling on the tombstone, in front of the tombstone, and on Jueyuan's shoulder, but without exception, they were all blown away by an invisible wind.

The whole tombstone, without a single fallen leaf, is smooth and clean.

But around the tombstone, visible to the naked eye, it is full of dead branches and leaves like a small hill, as if it is silently telling something.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Jue Yuan didn't look at the direction in which the five seals disappeared behind him, and one person looked at the cold tombstone in a daze, with a complicated light flashing in his eyes.

Finally, after a long silence, he began to murmur softly, and when he had finished what he wanted to say, he shook his sleeves in vain, and turned away, no longer having any nostalgia, and disappeared in the same place in the same blink of an eye.

"I'll be back to see you......"

"It's my promise and it's my promise to them......"

"It's just that when I come back, in front of your tombstone, you must no longer be alone, and there will be many, many people to accompany you, just like that year, that day......" (To be continued......

PS: This month's update will be a bit of a waste of wood, so please bear with me.