"If the Qiu Gang Master can really win against Wan Ze, then one person is needed to make a move, and he can defeat one of Zhikong and Zhixuan!" Leng Xiaoyun said again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"You are sure to defeat the four masters under the prince, and I will also draw with Huikong Zen Master, or the two of us will not make a move at all! And Qingling against Zhishan I am very relieved, if the Qiu Gang Master can really win against Wan Ze, then we will have two wins, one draw and one loss, if we win the next two games, then there is no doubt that the victory will be won, but Wudang's strength is already stretched, I am afraid that there will be no one left to send!" said Master Xuan Zhen.

"If we lose the remaining two games, our faction will also lose! I have seen the martial arts of Senior Brother Qingling, and I know better about the martial arts of Zhishan, and Senior Brother Qingling will definitely win against Zhishan! Gang Master Qiu will also be better than Wan Ze as Master said, then only need to win one of the remaining two games, and our faction will be undefeated, so that Shaolin will return in vain! It's just that there are no disciples to fight against this Zhikong and Zhixuan!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"Let me think about it again!, you can rest in peace!" said the Venerable Master Xuanzhen, and then left the cold Xiaoyun room and returned to the house alone.

"The Venerable Master has a good plan, so that Leng Xiaoyun will face against the four people under the prince!" Qiu Canghai was already waiting in the Venerable Master's house.

"This is what Leng Xiaoyun himself asked me to do!" said the Venerable Master Xuanzhen.

"Aren't you going to him just to get him to make a move? The Venerable Master is really scheming! Leave the most difficult person to deal with to the mortal! If you can win, it will be very good, if you lose, you can also borrow the hands of others to avenge your disciple except Leng Xiaoyun!" Qiu Canghai said.

"Gang Master Qiu, don't talk nonsense! Leng Xiaoyun is my right-hand man, I can't even take care of it, and he is also kind to Wudang, how can I harm him! But I still have something to ask for, Gang Master Qiu!" said Master Xuan Zhen.

"Please!" Qiu Canghai said.

"Except for the Qiu Gang Master, can you send people to fight again, I'm afraid that Wudang will be overstretched, and I won't be able to send disciples to meet the Shaolin leaders!" said Master Xuan Zhen.

"Besides me, only Elder Wang has to fight!" Qiu Canghai said after thinking for a long time.

"Okay, then it's a deal!" said the Venerable Master Xuanzhen.

Qiu Canghai disappeared again, and the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen ignored it and directly took a sword to admire alone, but this sword was not his saber Qingyu but a free sword!

He couldn't help but sigh with this sword in his hand, maybe this person would not be so overstretched here!

"Do you remember what I said!" a voice sounded in Leng Xiaoyun's ears, dreamlike but as beautiful as a silver bell, Leng Xiaoyun woke up from his dream, and a woman in black stood beside him and said.

"You remember everything you said!" Leng Xiaoyun said word by word, reaching out to grab the woman, but the woman dodged away, just like a dream.

"You don't remember, I want you not to get hurt again, why do you still work for these unworthy people!" said the woman, word for word.

"I've heard you say that let me give up hatred and love!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"But you shouldn't love these people, these people who want to hurt you! they don't deserve your love!" said the woman.

"Then who should I love!Love you! But you don't love me!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

The woman couldn't say a word, Leng Xiaoyun couldn't say a word, the two of them stalemate like this for a long time, and the woman said: "It's my fault, I hurt you! But I promise that everything I do in the future will protect you!"

"I don't need anyone to pity me, especially you!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

The woman sobbed quietly, she seemed to have the means to manipulate the men of the world, but she was so vulnerable.

"Let's go, get out of here!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"I won't go! My goal must be achieved!" the woman lost her previous fragility and became extremely resolute.

"I'll find someone to help you!" said the woman, getting up and leaving.

"You urged me to have love, but you didn't!" Leng Xiaoyun said loudly, but the woman couldn't hear it, she had disappeared into the smoke.

Leng Xiaoyun sat alone in the room and picked up his wine bag again and began to drink, coughing while drinking, coughing out several mouthfuls of blood, and did not stop, he wanted to forget her, but she was like a seed that had already been planted deep in his heart.

"Master, long time no see!" A distant and familiar voice disrupted the thoughts of the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen, who was meditating alone with the Easy Sword in his hand.

"You, you're not dead!" Master Xuanzhen's hands began to tremble, he couldn't believe that the facts he had seen in person were actually fake!

"Yes, I know that Wudang is in trouble, so I'm here to help!" the voice said, and a man suddenly appeared in front of the Venerable Master Xuanzhen, still handsome, just cold and snowy!

"Qingmu, Feixue, you're okay!" said Master Xuan Zhen tremblingly, suddenly taking a few steps back, and then ran to Han Feixue's side and grabbed him tightly.

"Okay!" Han Feixue also hugged Master Xuanzhen tightly and said in a choked voice.

The latter two stared at each other and were speechless, and suddenly the two looked at each other and smiled, and the master and apprentice didn't have to say anything, and they didn't have to say anything.

"I'm here to help Wudang expel Shaolin!" Han Feixue said, his face resolute.

"I'm relieved to have you here!" said Master Xuan Zhen as he handed the Sword to Han Feixue.

Han Feixue took the Easy Sword, his face was either painful or glorious or excited, his expression kept changing, he pulled out the sword suddenly, and in an instant, the Cold Light of the Easy Sword seemed to respond to its owner!

"Who does Master need me to deal with! I will not fail in my mission!" Han Feixue said, the sword danced like a silver snake entrenched in the house, driving a hurricane to blow the curtain cloth of the window lattice, or a long blow drove the enemy, the cold light was like the stars in the sky, and suddenly the sword momentum changed, and the stars gathered in the sky and turned into ten thousand points of white light, piercing the curtain of the window lattice cloth into countless small holes.

"The Flying Snow Sword Technique has advanced a lot, and it seems that it can fight with Zhikong!" said Master Xuanzhen.

"Yes, I will deal with whoever Master tells me to deal with!" Han Feixue said, and the sword in his hand was cold and prosperous.

"I believe this, you are my most trusted disciple!It's just that you have to hide, and don't appear at this time, otherwise Shaolin will know about it, and I'm afraid you will come up with a countermeasure!" said Master Xuanzhen.

"Master wants to surprise Shaolin!" Han Feixue said.

"That's right, don't show up in front of all the Wudang disciples, we haven't seen it yet! You should only show up when we fight Shaolin!" said Master Xuan Zhen.

"Yes!" Han Feixue suddenly disappeared in front of the Venerable Master Xuanzhen.