As soon as Fang Yi noticed that there was a palm wind behind his back, Duxiao Qiong knew that he had been fooled!

Because of the powerful internal force contained in this silent palm wind, he immediately realized that the cold ice had been hiding in the shadows and waiting for him.

It's a pity that this Chiyang Sect Master didn't understand until now, and it was really too late.

Although his body still in mid-air tried his best to flip and dodge, he was only able to avoid the sharpest part of the palm wind, and finally let the edge of the palm wind sweep to his right crotch.

Suddenly, a soft and rigid force shook his whole person in the air several times one after another, and finally barely stabilized his body, and slowly fell to the top of the dormitory where the fake cold ice was located.

As soon as his feet were firmly stepped on, Duxiaoqiong felt a sharp pain in his right hip.

What annoyed him even more was that his entire right leg was temporarily out of order.

But at this moment, there was really no time for him to continue to be annoyed, and a black figure had already swooped up towards him quickly!

Seeing this, Duxiaoqiong immediately shouted angrily, and with a wave of his right hand, a red sun palm suddenly struck the figure that was flying up.

Because he shot with anger, his Red Sun Palm failed to use all his strength, but its power was already extremely amazing.

In an instant, it seemed that the snow in the sky was swept by this palm, and then a huge storm of snow was formed, roaring towards the tall thin figure dressed in black.

At this moment, the tall and thin man had already reached the sky above the dormitory, and when he saw the palm wind on the opposite side, he just turned his head in the air with great lightness, and let the violent wind and snow pass under his feet.

Seeing that his palm was missing, Duxiaoqiong suddenly calmed down, and did not wave his next palm angrily.

He stood tall in the snow, his eyes fixed on the face of the tall, thin figure that had landed firmly across from him.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

"It's really me!"

Han Bing smiled and repeated the conversation they had on Chiyang Mountain not long ago.

Hearing his answer, Duxiaoqiong's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and then he sneered, and repeated very strangely: "Sure enough, it's you!"

Han Bing immediately understood the true meaning of Duxiaoqiong's repeated words.

When Fang was speaking, Han Bing didn't deliberately change his voice, so this Chiyang Sect Master should have already recognized that he was the parting arrow that had fought with him in the camp of the Beirong Army outside Jinmen Pass.

A pair of starry eyes blinked mischievously, and Han Bing still replied with a smile: "It's really me!"

"That parting arrow on the barren ridge outside Xiangzhou City, must be you?" Duxiaoqiong couldn't help but ask.

Han Bing nodded, "Not bad." In fact, I've fought the Solitary Master three times. But the first two times were just a touch and go, and they were not as happy as the night on Chiyang Mountain!"

For the night that almost made him, the Chiyang Sect Master, removed from the rivers and lakes from this place, Duxiaoqiong was absolutely unforgettable.

Although he knew that this kid Han Bing deliberately mentioned this matter in order to provoke his anger and disturb his own mood, Duxiao Qiong still couldn't help but be angry.

He stared at Han Bing viciously, snorted heavily, and said, "Do you think the scene on Chiyang Mountain that day will be repeated tonight?"

Han Bing couldn't help but smile slightly, shook his head and said, "The Sect Master's strength has suddenly increased greatly, and he must have absorbed a lot of his own disciple's internal strength. In terms of internal force alone, I should be a few points inferior to you. So tonight's battle, I really dare not say who will win or lose!"

"You still dare to say this at this moment, you must think that your yin and yang synergy can be endless, but my internal strength is constantly being consumed. Once you've played for a long time, you still have hope of winning. ”

Speaking of this, Duxiao Qiong suddenly laughed very proudly, "It's a pity that this time, it won't be as you want! I have just absorbed the internal power of ten first-class masters, and at this moment, I have not completely refined it and transformed it into my own internal force.

But with the next battle between you and me, those internal forces will gradually be absorbed by me. And the little internal force consumed in the process of fighting is nothing at all!"

Han Bing listened, but smiled nonchalantly, and said, "Since the Sect Master is so confident, why do you want to talk nonsense with me here and deliberately delay time?"

Duxiaoqiong just snorted and didn't answer him.

"Could it be that the sect leader still thinks that Zheng Yong's traitorous eunuch will help you assassinate my Emperor Majesty Dayu?"

Hearing the sarcasm in Han Bing's question, Duxiao Qiong finally couldn't help but reply: "Since you know that I am delaying time, but you are not in a hurry to make a move, it must be that you haven't found a way to overcome this seat until this moment, right?"

Han Bing shook his head with a smile and said, "No, I'm just waiting for Fang Cai's palm to exert its true effect on the Sect Master!"

When Duxiaoqiong heard this, he was stunned at first, and then his face changed.

At this moment, the Chiyang Sect Master realized that a longer and longer opening on his right crotch was slowly cracking, and blood had begun to pour out from there one by one......

He hurriedly pointed out a few acupuncture points near the wound, but because the wound was too large, he couldn't completely stop the blood flow for a while.

He couldn't help but ask with some horror, "You...... What's your trick?!"

"Parting arrow!"

Han Bing replied in a cold voice, "With the combined force of yin and yang, the speed of the parting arrow can be increased several times more, so fast that people can leave a serious enough wound without feeling any pain." Now that the effect has been achieved, let me really see the power of the so-called wedding dress skill of the sole sect master!"

Before the words fell, his people had already pounced in front of Duxiaoqiong!

This is actually the only way that Han Bing has come up with so far to deal with Duxiao Dome - grappling.

Because he knew very well that, as Duxiaoqiong said, his internal strength could no longer compete with this Chiyang Sect Master.

Fortunately, under the sneak attack, he injured Duxiaoqiong's right crotch, making his movements much sluggish.

In this way, he can rely on his flexible body to fight with Duxiao Dome in close quarters, so that his Red Sun Palm cannot exert its due power.

And after a long time, more and more blood will flow out of Duxiaoqiong's wound, and there will be a moment when he can't support it.

As a peerless master, Duxiaoqiong's eyesight is naturally not bad, even if he sees this intention of Han Bing.

However, the strange thing was that this Red Sun Sect Master did not show any panic or uneasiness at all.

Because before he made his move, he sensed that his beloved apprentice Gongyu Sarong had been temporarily out of danger, which really made him feel very relieved immediately.

Moreover, Duxiaoqiong even expected that it would not be long before Han Bing would be in a hurry to end this fight and let himself go.

And the key to all this is on Zheng Yong's body.

Of course, it is indeed unlikely that Zheng Yong will risk assassinating Leng Yiqing alone, but he will never run away.

This old eunuch must have come here with some special purpose. Moreover, he also has a helper, Tianxiang Sect Leader Feng Yan. When the time comes, the chaos created by the two of them will definitely catch Han Bing off guard!

It is precisely because of this certainty in his heart that although Duxiaoqiong has been forced to stumble by a hand-to-hand fight with cold ice, he still gritted his teeth and persevered, and from time to time he looked for opportunities to launch fierce counterattacks.

In fact, Han Bing did not think of the possibility that Zheng Yong would take advantage of the chaos to perform tricks.

According to his judgment, since Duxiaoqiong's skills have increased greatly, with his proud personality, he should not be willing to join forces with Zheng Yong to deal with him. And with Zheng Yong's cunning, he will not risk his life to confront himself head-on.

Therefore, this traitor has been hiding in the shadows and not showing his face, he must have his own plans.

Just now, part of the reason why Han Bing kept delaying and didn't make a move at Duxiao Dome was to be able to further detect Zheng Yong's movements.

As a result, he found that Zheng Yong below had finally moved, and his target was actually the dormitory!

This was a very unexpected situation!

Could it be that this traitorous eunuch really completely took refuge in the northerners, and devoted himself to implementing the so-called "stabbing cold" plan of Emperor Rong Yu Wengang?

Although he couldn't understand the true intention of Zheng Yong's move for a while, Han Bing didn't intend to rush down desperately to stop him.

Because he thought that although His Majesty the Emperor lived in the dormitory, his safety did not need to be worried about himself.

After all, there is still Zhu Mo guarding there with many Ouchi guards, and Song Qingfeng, who went to chase the enemy, should also turn around soon. With these two people joining forces against the enemy, Zheng Yong will not be allowed to take any advantage.

However, although I think so, for some reason, I always feel a faint inappropriateness in my cold heart.

However, at this moment, in the face of Duxiaoqiong, whose skill was already above him, he really didn't have the extra energy to distract himself anymore, so he could only put that inexplicable worry aside for the time being, and concentrate on dealing with this Chiyang Sect Master, who was enough to bring a deadly threat to himself.