Zhou Huaijing smiled: "It's not me who forced you, it's you who forced me, Senior Sister Meng!

Meng Jingjing showed a sneer: "Could it be that Senior Brother Zhou are the sect master of the Blood Smoke Sect? It seems that this secret is only owned by the sect master of the Blood Smoke Sect, right?"

"My father is the sect master of the Blood Smoke Sect. Zhou Huaijing said slowly.

Meng Jingjing said: "So what? He can pass on the throne to you? And when will the sect master of the Blood Smoke Sect succeed to his father and son?"

As far as she knew, the sect master of the Blood Smoke Sect was elected, not inherited, and there were no rules for inheritance.

In martial arts, one generation is often inferior to the next, and the son or daughter of the suzerain is often inferior to the suzerain and cannot surpass the father, so it is difficult to inherit the position of the suzerain.

Moreover, the disciples are also consciously not allowed to inherit, and if this continues, the sect master will become a family.

This is not allowed by all disciples.

"If there is no sect master, it will naturally be me who will inherit it!" Zhou Huaijing said in a deep voice.

Meng Jingjing shook her head lightly and said, "You are not the sect master, this is not yours, don't say more!"

"Senior sister, are you not going to give it?" Zhou Huaijing said coldly.

Meng Jingjing shook her head.

Even if it was only a part of the secret and it was not complete, she could still see the profundity of the secret.

Even this part is of great help to her, study it well, although she can't practice this secret, she can improve her martial arts and knowledge.

"Senior Sister Meng, do you have to force me?" Zhou Huaijing said solemnly: "Do you have to force me to do it?"

"Then let's try. Meng Jingjing chuckled and said, "See if you can beat me!"

"Senior Sister Meng, have you always thought that I am inferior to you?" Zhou Huaijing let out a strange laugh and shook his head.

Meng Jingjing frowned.

Zhou Huaijing said: "Senior Sister Meng, do you know that I have always only used fifty percent of my cultivation, and the remaining fifty percent has never been shown in front of outsiders. ”

Meng Jingjing stared at him suspiciously.

Zhou Huaijing sighed: "This is Senior Sister Meng, you forced me, no one has ever seen me still alive after I truly cultivate! Those who have seen my true cultivation have become ghosts!"

"Giggles...... Meng Jingjing suddenly laughed.

Zhou Huaijing stared at her inexplicably.

After Meng Jingjing laughed a few times, she shook her head and said, "Senior Brother Zhou, it's really a coincidence!"

Zhou Huaijing looked at her inexplicably: "What is the coincidence?"

"The two of us really want to go together!" Meng Jingjing shook her head and said, "I only show fifty percent cultivation, do you say it's a coincidence?"

"Impossible!" Zhou Huaijing said coldly.

Meng Jingjing said: "Then try it!"

As she spoke, she slapped her palm lightly, and the white jade palm seemed to be smeared with a layer of rouge, pink and moving.

Zhou Huaijing's face was solemn, and he solemnly raised his palms to greet him, as if his palms had been soaked in blood.

"Smack!" as if a pebble had landed on the tile.

Both took a step back at the same time.

The surrounding pebbles turned into powder and rose one after another, swirling around the two of them, vaguely showing two dragons.

One dragon is strong, and the other dragon repairs fiber.

The terrifying thing about the Iron Blood Divine Palm is the dragon qi it contains, and the dragon qi has the power to shock the soul and shatter the soul.

No matter how much you practice ordinary vitality, it won't have this effect.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

......

A series of palms intersected, and the two dragons collided, and finally Zhou Huaijing's face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were gurgling with blood.

But he can't retreat, and if he retreats, he will be injured by the Iron Blood Divine Palm, and his soul will be scattered forever.

There is no room for retreat, only hard support, to see who can hold on to the end, and the only one who can't hold on is death.

After dozens of palms, both of them reached the point of exhaustion.

"Senior Sister Meng, what's the trouble!" Zhou Huaijing shook his head and said, "You can't win!"

As he spoke, he took out a piece of jade pendant from his arms, gently crushed it, and suddenly a milky white brilliance enveloped his body.

The white light dissipated, and he was back to normal.

He smiled smugly: "Senior Sister Meng, how is it?"

Meng Jingjing shook her head: "What's so difficult about this?"

A red bead flew out of her, flashed slightly, red light enveloped her body, and then returned to its original state.

Zhou Huaijing's face was gloomy, and he stared at her deadly.

Meng Jingjing chuckled and said, "Senior Brother Zhou, do you still need a secret?"

"Okay, good!" Zhou Huaijing saw this situation, his face was as gloomy as iron, and he slowly took out a small sword from his arms: "Senior Sister Meng, I didn't want to use this sword!"

Meng Jingjing suddenly showed a solemn look.

Sensing the danger, she felt a chill all over her body, and her cold hair stood on end.

"What kind of sword is this?"

"Shura Sword. Zhou Huaijing smiled.

Meng Jingjing frowned and said, "Shura Soul Snatcher Sword!"

"Senior Sister Meng, you are a knowledgeable person. ”

"I didn't expect this sword to fall into your hands!" Meng Jingjing looked at Zhou Huaijing in surprise: "It's really insidious." ”

The birth of the Shura Sword caused a lot of fighting, and many people died, and finally there was no trace of it, which became a mystery.

Unexpectedly, it ended up in the hands of Zhou Huaijing.

Being able to take away this sword silently and not be discovered by anyone, Senior Brother Zhou's actions are indeed insidious and dangerous.

"Haha...... Haha......" Zhou Huaijing laughed proudly.

He can't show these proud works to others, and he can't show those people he wants to kill.

Only Meng Jingjing, who is the person he admires, shows her strength in front of her, and then hits her hard, is the most proud.

"Die under the Shura sword, I am not wronged!" Meng Jingjing looked at him coldly.

Zhou Huaijing shook his head: "Senior Sister Meng, if you hand over the secret now, I can spare your life, at most I will abolish your martial arts and keep it by my side." ”

Meng Jingjing sneered: "Kill me!"

She could imagine her fate, being treated as a plaything by him, and it would be better to die, even if her soul was gone.

Zhou Huaijing's face was gloomy, and he slowly raised the Shura Sword: "Senior Sister Meng, can you think about it?"

"Come on!" Meng Jingjing said.

Zhou Huaijing stared at her.

Looking at her beautiful face, his heart was full of reluctance, he had already regarded her as a bag, his own woman, and it was a pity to kill her like this.

"Ah......h

After all, keeping it is endless, and I can only kill it, but it's a pity!

The Shura sword in his hand gradually lit up.

"Whew!" a clear light swept through his throat.

"Uh......" Zhou Huaijing's eyes widened suddenly, the look in his eyes quickly extinguished, and then slowly fell to the ground.

"Bang!" he slammed on the ground, and Shura shot out with a sword and landed on Song Yun Singer.

Song Yunge appeared two zhang away, looking down at the small sword, feeling the sky-high aura inside the sword.

He took out the Heavenly Blood Sword Talisman and pressed the Shura Sword.

The Heavenly Blood Sword Talisman slowly melted, seeping into the sword body like blood, and slowly disappeared without a trace.

Song Yunge looked at it in amazement, he didn't expect such a strange change to happen.

Meng Jingjing stared at Song Yunge with a complicated expression.

Song Yunge's gaze left the Shura Sword and fell on Meng Jingjing's beautiful face, revealing a smile: "Miss Meng, we meet again!"

“...... Thank you very much. Meng Jingjing said.

She can conclude that this secret must have been destroyed by Song Yunge, and was also obtained by Song Yunge, who was annoyed and hated by him, but was saved by him.

Song Yunge waved his hand: "Such a sinister guy, how can I keep it, I just help you do it easily, you don't have to thank you." ”