The morning sun is like a bright red flame, rendering the red glow against the background, rising from the sky, hanging in the air. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe breeze slowly swept through the trees, bringing the sound of leaves to the moment, adding some life to the brief silence.

Murong Qiushuang was dressed in white and snow, his demeanor was ethereal, his hair was like a waterfall reaching his waist, his sideburns were strangled with ribbons, and his black hair was scattered behind his head.

It looks like a heavenly immortal, but it exudes a terrifying chill, like eternal ice, almost freezing the blood.

The shadow is Xiao Xiao, there seems to be boundless loneliness, there is no way to tell, only lonely self-appreciation, self-pity and self-sighing. The light of his eyes fell coldly on the Cold Soul Ice Spirit Sword, the sword body roared lightly, and the starlight cold light swam, like a psychic.

Murong Qiushuang whispered slowly, but it was a murderous intent, startling countless birds.

Fang Baiyi sighed secretly, stepped forward, and said slowly: "Miss Murong, there are many good people in the rivers and lakes, spreading rumors all day long, adding fuel to the fire, stirring up countless incidents, Miss Murong Bingxue is smart and transcendent, why bother to be angry about this rumor in the rivers and lakes." ”

His eyes swept over Murong Qiushuang's flawless face, and he secretly admired that there was such beauty in the world. Fu Xiangning is captivating the country and the city, and the country is fragrant, but it is also slightly inferior.

Guarding the Yantian Array, frightening people from all walks of life, and repeatedly helping each other, this kindness is unforgettable, and he doesn't want to turn against Murong Qiushuang.

"To put it lightly, when this matter is mentioned on the rivers and lakes, it is all about saying that you are handsome and handsome in white, elegant and dusty, Murong Qiushuang is like ice and snow, and it is also a budding heart, deliberately showing goodwill, saying that I Murong Qiushuang seems to be not going out to marry, and I need to take the initiative to please you, how can I swallow this breath?" Murong Qiushuang said with a lot of hatred.

Since her debut, Murong Qiushuang has been arrogant and arrogant, and she has refused to be thousands of miles away. However, in recent days, rumors have spread in the rivers and lakes, and there are different opinions, Murong Qiushuang loves Fang Baiyi, and his words are quite unbearable.

Murong Qiushuang had suffered such grievances, and she was resentful, so she committed suicide and came to the door to take Fang Baiyi's life.

Fang Baiyi chuckled indifferently and said: "Murong girl Fanghua is peerless, spread all over the rivers and lakes, how many heroes and knights are proud to see the girl's beautiful face, why do you need the girl to show favor to others, otherwise how could Dongfang Huoyun City rush to Gusu and ask for marriage from the Murong family." ”

"Li Qinghuan of Dongfang Huoyun City, from now on, there will be no such person on the rivers and lakes, who wants to marry me Murong Qiushuang, wishful thinking. Murong Qiushuang said arrogantly.

Hearing this, Fang Baiyi's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was secretly puzzled, Li Qinghuan's left arm was injured, and the wound that was more than a foot long was deep and visible to the bone, but it was only a skin injury, not enough to be fatal, how could it ......

Murong Qiushuang slowly raised the long sword in his hand and said: "The Cold Soul Ice Spirit Sword is made of the cold iron of the 10,000-year-old snow cave, collecting the essence of the ice spirit, and refining the cold jade essence. ”

Fang Baiyi was secretly frightened, his expression was slightly awe-inspiring, there were such divine weapons in the world, and he would seal his throat with blood.

Murong Qiushuang got this divine weapon, and there are a few people in the rivers and lakes who can defeat him. Huoyun Shengong is just to yang, Li Qinghuan has been successful in cultivation, has profound skills, and is a young master in the rivers and lakes.

After being injured, he still fled in panic, not daring to stay for a moment, obviously unable to resolve the cold qi in his body, his meridians were damaged, and his true qi was not running smoothly.

Murong Qiushuang asserted that Li Qinghuan would definitely die, and it was expected that Li Zhenhai would break through the thirteenth layer of Fire Cloud Divine Skill and advance to Dacheng, but he would not be able to save Li Qinghuan's life.

The Cold Soul Ice Spirit Sword pointed at Fang Baiyi, the sword was looming, and Murong Qiushuang's killing intent rushed into the sky, and said: "If you have any last words, even if you confess, I, Murong Qiushuang, will definitely convey them on my behalf and send you on your way with peace of mind." ”

Fang Baiyi sighed, his eyes were sincere, and said: "Miss Murong has a kindness to the other party, how can she take revenge on Miss Murong and make a move on Miss Murong, I hope that Miss Murong can be magnanimous, don't worry about Fang, the gossip on the rivers and lakes, Fang will definitely give Miss Murong a satisfactory explanation in the future." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let's do it!" Murong Qiushuang's eyes lit up with a cold glow, the long sword shook, shaking the sword flowers, and shouted loudly.

The sword body slashed, swinging a silver-white dazzling tail wing, the anger was cold, and the waist slashed towards Fang Baiyi, and the tip of the sword turned to point directly at the throat. The footwork under his feet is strange, his figure is fluttering, and his gestures are like fairies in the dust.

The cold spirit divine skill destroyed the cold soul ice spirit sword, and the temperature within a radius of several zhang plummeted, like falling into an ice cave for ten thousand years.

The water vapor in the air condensed, like a hazy mist, the figures were staggered, and the chill became more and more intense.

Murong Qiushuang's moves were sharp, the long sword was in the air, the cold light flashed like thunder and lightning, and he attacked Fang Baiyi's vital body, and the move was fatal, and he was ruthless.

Fang Baiyi's figure swayed, swept and leaped, and could not avoid Murong Qiushuang's sword, but there were hair tips falling in the air, and the black gold folding fan was either sealed or blocked, dissolving the stormy moves, and he never shot back.

The long sword circled, condensed in the air and did not move, Murong Qiushuang frowned slightly, and said, "Fang Baiyi, why don't you make a move?" Don't think that I will show mercy to my subordinates in this way. ”

"Miss Murong is kind to the other party, and a few tricks of courtesy are considered to repay the kindness, if Miss Murong still insists on taking Fang's life, Fang will take action!" Fang Baiyi's eyes flashed helplessly, and he said lightly.

The black gold folding fan in his hand opened, and the jagged tip of the sword popped out, trembling slightly under the internal force, shining with cold light.

"Look for death!"

Murong Qiushuang scolded angrily, swept up, the figure in the air swirled, and when it merged with the sword, the Cold Soul Ice Spirit Sword vibrate, as if dozens of long swords were stabbed at the same time.

The Dao practiced the cold mang, shrouded the vital points around Fang Baiyi, and sealed the way to the front and back, left and right.

Fang Baiyi's figure changed, like catkins floating in the wind, leaving a virtual shadow. When encountering a top master like Murong Qiushuang, and with the help of the Cold Soul Ice Spirit Sword, Fang Baiyi didn't dare to be careless.

At the edge of the Ugin folding fan, dozens of sword tips were arranged like zigzags, and they made a 'hissing' roar in the trembling, as if dozens of sharp swords.

The palm power is strong, the gang qi is as cold as the raging sea waves, the folding fan in the palm is flipped, the dazzling eyes are spiraling out, and the energy collides like gunpowder exploding, stirring up dust and fluttering, dead wood and grass clippings, and rocks flying into the air.

The cold light flashed, leaving a lot of phantoms in the air, and the cold light almost completely covered the two figures.

Dozens of moves passed in the blink of an eye, Fang Baiyi was secretly surprised, Murong Qiushuang's skills were pure and unfathomable, even if he was not as good as himself, it was not far behind.

It must be a unique adventure, otherwise there would never be this nearly 100-year skill.

Before he could think about it, Murong Qiushuang's delicate body turned around, his onion white fingers pointed out in the air, and the thick fingers of his thumb broke through the air, and the sound of 'Zheng Zheng' seemed to cut the air.

"Soul Searching Finger!"

The little pitiful little who had finished pranayama was watching the battle, secretly worried about Fang Baiyi, and couldn't help but scream when he saw this. Accompanying Fang Baiyi, he naturally knew that the Heavenly Tribulation Finger was different from the Soul Searching Finger, and he recognized it at a glance.

Fang Baiyi's eyes were also slightly condensed, and he was slightly surprised.

Murong Qiushuang, who is famous all over the world, actually practiced the Soul Searching Finger, but he had never heard of it, and he didn't know what it had to do with the one-armed Demon Dragon Yifeng, or the Tiandu Holy Sect that disappeared into the dust.

The Ugin folding fan was behind him, and the index finger of his left hand was separated from the empty point, and the finger of the Heavenly Tribulation broke through the air, and the strength of the fingers was connected into a straight line, and he met the life-killing soul search finger.

Crossing the sky and tribulation refers to the wordless tablet from the illusory realm, which specializes in breaking the internal strength and protecting the body, and shaking the past and the present. The Soul Searching Finger was born from the Crossing Heaven Tribulation Finger, but under the ingenuity of the martial saint Mu Canghai, it became domineering.

The two fingers collided in the air, like a shock, shattering the void, and ripples exploded in the air, visible to the naked eye.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng ......"

Murong Qiushuang's skills are pure and unfathomable, and his life-threatening soul searching fingers are pointed out one after another, pointing out his strength and strength, and he is extremely domineering, as if he wants to cut the air, and he can't wait to beat Fang Baiyi into a honeycomb and die immediately under his fingers.

Fang Baiyi's figure was churning, and the black gold folding fan in his hand was bundled, abandoning the innate infinite body protection god, and still resisting with the Heavenly Tribulation Finger, facing the life-threatening soul-searching finger that shocked the rivers and lakes.

When you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent.

Both of them are unborn martial arts wizards, and this time they started to move, all of them are miraculous and exquisite, and the mysteries of the moves have never been revealed to the world, and they have never been seen.

The palm force is surging, stirring up dust, messing through the air, the sound of finger strength breaking through the air is endless, piercing through the big tree several zhang away, still self-strength, terrifying.

Hundreds of fierce battles do not distinguish between victory and defeat, Ren Du has two veins, running through the double bridges of heaven and earth, the internal force of the dantian is like a spiritual spring bubbling, endless, and it seems to be inexhaustible.

The little pity who was watching the battle was worried that Fang Bai's clothes were missing, and he looked at the flowers with a discoloration, trembling and frightened, his hands clenched, and his palms were full of sweat.

In the distance, there are many people, and there are hidden characters in the rivers and lakes, and they are all secretly speechless when they see this.

Murong Qiushuang debuted in the rivers and lakes for several years, and he has practiced a peerless study, and his skills are unfathomable, and he has the help of the cold soul and ice spirit sword, and there are few opponents in the rivers and lakes.

Fang Baiyi's name is unknown, he has just set foot in the rivers and lakes, if he does not have a delicate organ, which attracts the attention of the rivers and lakes, even if he is praised by Master Yanhui, there are a few people on the rivers and lakes who can know it.

At this moment, he was fighting fiercely with Murong Qiushuang, who was famous all over the world, and he was not left behind, and it seemed that he still had some strength left, how could he not be surprised.

Murong Qiushuang couldn't fight for a long time, so he couldn't help but feel angry, and his footwork was staggered, avoiding the Heavenly Tribulation Finger.

The Cold Soul Ice Spirit Sword in his hand flipped like flying, swinging a lot of phantoms, and in an instant, it seemed that more than a dozen people stood side by side, and the sword curtain was like a waterfall, making it impossible to distinguish the true from the fake.

The left hand burst into a green and cloudy atmosphere, like an illusion, and there was a faint aura of slaughter, and it was silent.

Fang Baiyi's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes became more and more solemn, knowing that Murong Qiushuang's thunderous means were about to attack. The arm is circled, the palm fingers are changing, the innate infinite body protection Shengang is promoted to the extreme, and the arc-shaped Gang Qi of the Dao Dao is hovering beside him, silver and white dazzling, enveloping Fang Yuanzhang Xu.

Anyone with a discerning eye has seen that both of them are really angry, life and death are facing each other, and the deadly mastery is about to be used, and life and death will be separated in an instant. All of them are wide-eyed, lest they miss the opportunity to witness the mastery.

The little pity was even more pale, biting his lips tightly, so nervous that his heart was about to jump out, but he was helpless and powerless.

At this critical juncture, suddenly, two black and white figures flew from a distance, and the palm force shot out like a hurricane bursting out, and the angry sea was raging, attacking Fang Baiyi and Murong Qiushuang respectively.

Pulled by the qi machine, Fang Baiyi and Murong Qiushuang burst out, and the mystical moves were unheard of, full of strength, vast as the sea, and slashed towards the black and white figures.

There was a loud bang when the forces collided, and the waves of air were churning and swept away, the rocks burst, and the trees with the thickness of the bowl mouth were almost uprooted.

The black and white figures staggered back, bursts of flush appeared on their faces, blood stains on the side of their mouths were faint, and their palms and fingers were about to split, obviously suffering internal injuries, but their bodies were straight and standing proudly.

Fang Baiyi slowly retracted, his eyes were full of confusion, looking at the black and white figures in front of him, he didn't know where the two came from, he didn't care about his own safety, and forced into the fighting circle to stop the fight between life and death.

The chill in Murong Qiushuang's eyes did not decrease, but he did not attack, reversed the long sword in his hand, and lost behind him, arrogant, cold and silent, and also looked at the injured black and white figures.

"Fang Gongzi ......"

The little pitiful looked concerned, and quickly grabbed Fang Baiyi's side, his eyes were scorching, and he opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by Fang Baiyi.

Fang Baiyi raised his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see a figure walking slowly, and in a few breaths, he had come closer. Dressed as a scribe and scholar, with wide robes and large sleeves, with a bit of retro atmosphere, with one hand behind his back, his demeanor is calm.

Looking at last year's forty years, he was clean and beardless, and his expression was a little vicissitudes and sadness, and it was still difficult to hide his chic and handsome youth, and his demeanor was outstanding.

The eyes are deep, like a secluded pool, looking at it for a long time, making people fall into it and find it difficult to extricate themselves.

"The Lord ......"

The black and white figures bowed and bowed, and their expressions were extremely respectful, but they were stopped by the middle-aged scribe who raised his hand, stared at them a few times, knew that the two were injured, and asked them to heal themselves.

The middle-aged scribe said slowly: "The chaos in the rivers and lakes is about to start, and the bloodshed is imminent, both of them are extremely rare martial arts wizards for hundreds of years. ”

"Your Excellency is ......" Fang Baiyi's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes swept over Murong Qiushuang, he glanced at the middle-aged scribe a few times, and said lightly.

The middle-aged scribe's eyes flashed a somewhat complicated look, and he immediately smiled bitterly, and said: "In Xia Yuan Chengfeng, the unknown people on the rivers and lakes, idle clouds and wild cranes, have always longed for a career in the rivers and lakes, but they rarely walk around in the rivers and lakes. ”

"Whoever wants you to come to do a lot of trouble, the person I Murong Qiushuang wants to kill, no one can try to stop it. ”

Murong Qiushuang said proudly, but he also knew that with Yuan Chengfeng and the others here, there was no possibility of making a move at the moment, so he put the sword into the sheath and continued: "Fang Baiyi, this matter will never stop here, I, Murong Qiushuang, will come to you again, and sooner or later I will take your head." ”

After that, Murong Qiushuang left, and several ups and downs had disappeared from view and disappeared.

Fang Baiyi secretly smiled bitterly, shook his head slowly, raised his hand, and said: "Thanks to Brother Yuan for breaking the siege and avoiding bloodshed, otherwise I really don't know how to end today, Fang Mou is here to thank you." ”

Yuan Chengfeng smiled and said: "Fang Shaoxia is polite, Yuan is traveling to the rivers and lakes this time, and it is really a blessing for Yuan to be able to get to know heroes like Fang Shaoxia, it is better to let Yuan be the east, please have a few drinks with Fang Shaoxia, I don't know what Fang Shaoxia thinks?"

"Brother Yuan is gracious, Fang Mou understands it, but there is something important to do, there is really no time to separate, he meets in the rivers and lakes, and Fang will treat each other with good wine. ”

Speaking of this, Fang Baiyi looked at the black and white figures who were still pranayama, and continued: "I don't know how your subordinates' injuries are, Fang has a healing elixir Nine Turns Heart Protection Pill, and I will give you two to apologize." ”

"It's okay, it's just that the meridians are damaged, and the pranayama can be cured in a few days, and there is no need to use the healing elixir such as the Nine Turns Heart Protection Pill, Fang Shaoxia must not take it to heart. Yuan Chengfeng looked indifferent, calm, and waved his hand.

Fang Baiyi nodded, his eyes were slightly condensed, as if he was thinking, and he hugged his fists and said, "Since this is the case, Fang Mou will say goodbye, there will be a period later!"

"Please!"

Yuan Chengfeng intended to make friends, but it was the first time he met, and it was inconvenient to keep more, so he could only say goodbye to Fang Baiyi with his arms, hoping that he would meet in the rivers and lakes one day and have a deep talk.

Watching Fang Baiyi go away with the little pitiful, gradually disappearing from the field of vision, Yuan Chengfeng stood for a long time, his eyes were deep, and it seemed to have no meaning. After a while, Yuan Chengfeng sighed and said slowly: "How are these two people, what do you think?"

"Dragons and phoenixes among people, rare in the world!"

"Lonely and arrogant, cold soul!"

The black and white figures are hazy, like illusory, as if they are not in the world, giving people an extremely unreal feeling, but the words are sonorous, the words are like gold, and they refuse to say half a word.

Yuan Chengfeng bowed his head slightly, muttered for a moment, but did not say anything more.

Walking slowly, walking calmly, the old pedant who seems to have a gentle personality is actually extremely fast, and after only a few breaths, he has disappeared without a trace, and he does not know where to go.