Chapter Seventy-Nine: Goodbye to the Old Man

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A green-shirted scribe and an old man with a refined temperament strolled leisurely.

It is hard to imagine that Shi Zhixuan, the two giants of the Demon Gate, and Xiang Yutian, the evil emperor, are like this, and who can imagine that these two people are like this? The evil king does not have the slightest evil spirit on his body, and the evil emperor does not have the slightest arrogance to look down on the world, and they look at it almost the same as most ordinary people.

The Evil Emperor looked at Shi Zhixuan to Yutian and sighed lightly: "You still can't let go of it until now?"

Shi Zhixuan looked at the Youyou River and sighed lightly: "After all, it was the immortal seal I created that killed Xiuxin back then, and now what face do I have to look at Qingxuan?"

Xiang Yutian smiled faintly and said: "You have become the sect master of the Mending Heaven Pavilion and the Huajian Sect, fusing two completely different exercises into one, resulting in a change in your own temperament, so you don't dare to see Shi Qingxuan, for fear that you will kill him, but don't forget, although the so-called sect exercises are mutually repulsive, they are also compatible, otherwise how can you create such a peerless mastery as the Immortal Seal Method, not to mention that now that the knot in your heart has been resolved, it's time to go to see Shi Qingxuan to put an end to everything in the past." ”

Shi Zhixuan was silent.

There are some things he doesn't understand, he just doesn't want or dare to do them.

He didn't dare to see Shi Qingxuan, he was afraid that he would kill Shi Qingxuan by mistake again, and once again regret it for twenty years.

Xiang Yutian understood Shi Zhixuan's thoughts.

He is not a person who likes to meddle in other people's family backgrounds, this was the case in the past, and it is the same now, but he can't help but mention this matter.

Xiang Yutian said: "Qing Xuan has arrived in Luoyang, and he will soon go to Wang Tong's mansion to congratulate Wang Tong on his birthday, which is an excellent slander, and we don't have too many things left. ”

Shi Zhixuan didn't respond, but he was still silent.

Wang Tong's mansion, Shang Xiufang has already appeared.

Martial arts, whether it is the court or the rivers and lakes, has been a man's world since ancient times, but it does not prevent many strange women from writing legends on the rivers and lakes.

Shang Xiufang, Shi Qingxuan, Hu Jinsleeve, Feng Siniang, Shang Xiuxun and others can be regarded as one of them.

Shi Qingxuan and Shang Xiufang are masters of music and rhythm, and their fame all over the world is obviously different from others.

Wang Tong's words fell to the ground, and everyone held their breath.

Shang Xiufang is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and can be regarded as everyone in these aspects, but Shang Xiufang is indeed the most famous dance.

In the past, when the butterfly dance did not disappear on the rivers and lakes, Shang Xiufang's dance posture was known as the butterfly dance, and now the butterfly dance disappeared from the rivers and lakes with the lion hall Zhu Meng, so Shang Xiufang has been regarded as a dance master who can be compared with no one in the world today.

Except for the descendants of Gongsun Auntie in the past, there is no one who can compare with Zhu Meng. But so far, the heirs of Gongsun Auntie have disappeared from the rivers and lakes for many years, so in terms of dancing, Shang Xiufang is unparalleled in the world.

Everyone wanted to see the peerless dance of the butterfly dance, but unfortunately today they were disappointed after all, today's Shang Xiufang did not dance, but played the piano.

For this point, although Wang Tong, Wang Shichong, Ouyang Xiyi and everyone have regrets, no one is reluctant to Shang Xiufang.

At their point of status, they will no longer be reluctant to be casual and reluctant, not to mention that reluctant people are extremely famous in the rivers and lakes, and they have many inextricable connections with the gates.

The first sound of the piano sounded, and in an instant, everyone seemed to have stepped into an ethereal realm.

The next moment, the sound of the flute sounded like a heavenly sound.

The sound of the piano and Xiao Le blend with each other and complement each other.

The crowd who closed their eyes and listened was amazed and amazed.

Shang Xiufang moved the world with her dance fame, and her attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are also extraordinary, especially in piano art, even many piano masters are ashamed of themselves.

It is precisely because of this that the flute player who can match the sound of Shang Xiufang's piano is naturally the top flute player in the world. Who is this man?

Chu Feng looked at Wang Tong, and he found that a flash of excitement flashed on Wang Tong's face, and at this moment, he was even more sure that the person who cooperated with Shang Xiufang's qin sound should be Shi Qingxuan.

Shi Zhixuan and Xiang Yutian walked on the long street, and the two of them undoubtedly went to Wang Tong's mansion, but the direction was to Wang Tong's mansion.

A flute sounded, and Shi Zhixuan was stunned in place.

Xiang Yutian glanced at the direction of Wang Tong's mansion, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, he has always been a very smart person, and he also knows Shi Zhixuan well, who else can make Shi Zhixuan feel troubled besides Shi Qingxuan?

Xiang Yutian stood calmly on one side and did not mean to urge or persuade Shi Zhixuan, he was a person from the past, so he knew very well that some things were useless no matter how persuaded by others, and he could only understand them by himself.

Xiang Yutian wanted to give Shi Zhixuan time, but unfortunately someone didn't give Shi Zhixuan a chance.

A golden sword slashed down in midair.

The sword is like lightning breaking through the sky, and the bearer destroys the power of the world.

At the same time, Chu Feng, who was listening to the music of the flute and the qin, suddenly felt a stirring in his heart, and an indescribable boredom surged into his heart.

A sentence came to mind inexplicably: "It's coming!"

The main god is arraigned?

Chu Feng frowned, glanced at Hu Jinsleeve and the others, who were in a daze, and slowly withdrew from the hall and walked towards the outside of the mansion.

At the door, Chu Feng saw cold-blooded pursuit.

The cold-blooded pursuit naturally heard Chu Feng's footsteps but did not glance at Chu Feng, his eyes stared at the two people who were fighting in mid-air.

One of them was the evil king Shi Zhixuan.

Cold-blooded, chasing life with a solemn expression, but the afterglow also caught a glimpse of the old man standing by the river.

Chu Feng also knew that old man, couldn't that old man be the evil emperor Xiang Yutian.

Shi Zhixuan and Xiang Yutian actually fought with people?

It's an unimaginable sight.

The person who was shrouded in a golden brilliance in mid-air couldn't see his appearance clearly, but this person did not fall behind in the confrontation with Shi Zhixuan, and his martial arts attainments were obviously extraordinary.

Chu Feng walked to the cold-blooded, life-chasing side.

He asked curiously, "Who is he, and why did he fight Shi Zhixuan?"

Cold-blooded did not look at Chu Feng, let alone answer Chu Feng's question.

Chu Feng and cold-blooded have always been unfamiliar, so naturally he didn't expect cold-blooded to speak, he asked someone to chase his life.

Chasing Life smiled bitterly: "There are countless hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the world, but there are not many swordsmen who can make dozens of moves with the evil king Shi Zhixuan without falling behind, at least in my memory." ”

Chu Feng heard a special meaning from the mouth of chasing his life.

Chu Feng said, "You seem to have a judgment?"

Chasing fate did not deny it, he sighed softly: "Last year, there was an earth-shattering duel, the famous peerless swordsman of the Central Plains Nameless and the Dongying swordsman Huangying fought, and the two fought more than halfway, but they were destroyed by a mysterious person wearing an ice sculpture mask, who claimed to be Emperor Shakti, and finally took Nameless and Huangying away. ”

Chu Feng's heart suddenly jumped, and he stared at the sword technique and the imperial shadow that had undergone a qualitative change in the past: "You mean that the person who fought against the evil king Shi Zhixuan is the first master of Dongying, the imperial shadow?"

Chasing Life smiled bitterly: "I can't think of anyone else other than him who has such a strange sword technique, but I don't quite understand why Huangying wants to fight Shi Zhixuan." ”

Suddenly, a dazzling sword light shot out of the air.

The sword light was brilliant, and when it was intercepted in the air, it directly forced Shi Zhixuan into the lake.

Shi Zhixuan's feet stepped on the lake, and the person suddenly floated up, his hands were sealed, and an obscure momentum flowed out of Shi Zhixuan's body.

However, at this time, there was a change that was unimaginable to everyone.

Huang Ying suddenly gave up on Shi Zhixuan, and the people came like lightning towards the three of Cold-blooded, Chasing Life, and Chu Feng, and in an instant, he slashed down a golden sword qi.

If a moment ago he had doubted who this cloaked swordsman was, now he was sure that this swordsman was the Imperial Shadow.

In that kind of familiar eyes, he can't be more familiar, and he can't admit it anymore.

Chu Feng didn't retreat to dodge, and then drew his sword.

The sword flashed.

The sharp sword qi broke through the heavy sword strength.

With a clang, the blade struck the blade.

The Imperial Shadow was immediately shocked and retreated.

With a thud, his feet fell to the ground, and gravel flew up.

Two golden sword qi flashed in the Imperial Shadow's eyes, and a pair of eyes drew the knife even more violently.

With a kick of footsteps, the man lightning stepped forward again.

A sword pierced the void, and the man and the knife came like a storm.

Chu Feng sighed, and the others rose into the air.

The sword technique is as fast as lightning, but his body technique is faster than lightning.

The blow was not successful, but the Imperial Shadow had stopped attacking, and the man flew backwards like lightning without pausing at all.

It was obvious that the Imperial Shadow was not here to fight, but to deliberately lure him somewhere.

Chu Feng hesitated for a moment, the signal of the main god flashed in his mind, and he still chased out.

Cold-blooded and chasing life glanced at each other, and chasing life followed closely behind, and also chased out with Chu Feng.

The cold-blooded pursuit of Chu Feng and Huang Ying just now was in their eyes, there must be such a very strange connection between the two, otherwise how could Huang Ying leave because of Chu Feng?

Is the long-disappeared imperial shadow related to Liu Sheng but Ma Shou, and what is the relationship with Chu Feng?

At this moment, Chase's mind was full of doubts, so he couldn't help but chase it out and find out.

Standing upright in front of Wang Tong's mansion in cold blood, staring at the evil king Shi Zhixuan and the evil emperor Xiang Yutian outside the door.

The evil king Shi Zhixuan came ashore, but the evil emperor Xiang Yutian had already walked in front of him.

Cold-blooded looked at Yutian without retreating.

Xiang Yutian is not a person who makes people feel dangerous, but this person can actually stand with Shi Zhixuan, it is naturally an extraordinary person.

Cold-blooded, he didn't retreat, looked at Xiang Yutian and said, "Seniors stopped." ”

Xiang Yutian stopped and looked at the cold-blooded for a long time, and said, "You asked me to stop?"

Cold-blooded didn't speak, but one hand already held the hilt of the sword.

His sword has no scabbard, and his sword can be drawn at any time.

His people are also ready to strike.

Xiang Yutian stared at the cold-blooded, with an indescribable playful smile in his eyes.

A fine house, a small courtyard.

The Imperial Shadow stopped in the small courtyard, and the Imperial Shadow sighed softly, "Chu Feng, you have finally appeared. ”