On the side of the table was Sun Ruhai, one of the four masters of the capital who went to Fenglin Canyon with Fu Yuexin and others to snatch Long Huang five years ago, when he saw the table, Pan Cheng'er was stunned, the girl's eyes like pearls were looking at herself with tears, thinking about it and thinking about it, but who was not Liu Zihan? Pan Cheng'er's blood was surging back and forth, and a thousand words were stuck in his throat for a while, and he couldn't speak, and when he paid attention again, he found that Liu Zihan's shirt had been torn apart by Sun Ruhai, and he could see the moon-white belly pocket inside, I was afraid that he would be one step late, and he would expose his chest.

Pan Cheng'er was furious, and couldn't help but say that the steel sword in his hand was going to be cut as soon as he swung it up, Sun Ruhai was stunned, and quickly turned over to dodge, "Where is your little doll, dare to be bad Lao Tzu Yaxing?" Pan Cheng'er stabbed obliquely with his sword, and drank: "If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname." My surname is Lao Mingye!" As he spoke, the steel sword in his hand spun seven or eight flat flowers in a row, forcing Sun Ruhai to retreat again and again. This name was used to tease Fu Yuexin in Fenglin Canyon back then, when Sun Ruhai Ghost Valley Tianyi and others were still at the foot of the mountain, and they didn't know the meaning of this sentence. "Lao Ye?" Sun Ruhai rolled back and forth in his mind, "I haven't heard of this person's name, isn't it just debuted in recent years?" Pan Cheng'er took a side step, flipped in the air on the spot, stabbed straight with his sword, and replied: "Hey! Good grandson!" Sun Ruhai heard this, knowing that he was being teased, he screamed angrily, and swept away the sword blade with palm power, and his hands were lucky to clench his fists and wave them in parallel, which was a set of lion fighting dragon boxing used in his early years, Pan Cheng'er dodged and avoided the passage: "What a trick cat fights dog boxing~" Sun Ruhai didn't pay attention to him, he was calm and calm, and he concentrated on meeting his opponent. After dozens of rounds, Pan Cheng'er gradually became difficult to parry, thinking: "I'm not a master after all, the basic kung fu is too far away from finding people, and the sword in my hand can't support others for thirty rounds......" The spiritual power in his hand changed color and shape in an instant, and it turned out to be just an ordinary steel sword, after being injected with spiritual power, the sword instantly became two or three times larger than the original, and the sword body was black, exuding a dark yellow light, Pan Cheng'er picked up the sword in his hand and slashed at Sun Ruhai, the posture seemed to be like an axe.

Sun Ruhai was taken aback, hurriedly took a few steps back, luck stretched out his hands to pinch the falling sword, who knew that even if he tried his best, he didn't hold it steadily, the sword was pinched in his hand as if there was a hill as heavy, Rao is Sun Ruhai's first-class attainments in fists and feet and his arm strength is amazing, he still didn't hold the sword blade, "stabbed", a two-foot-long hole was opened in his chest, blood flowed for a long time, the sword wind swept over, and he only felt that the internal organs in his body were shaken and stirred, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he did not die.

Sun Ruhai said in a trembling voice: "Five Spirit Sword Technique...... You...... Are you from the ancient city faction?" Pan Cheng'er poked the giant sword into the ground, "You can do it, Sun Ruhai, your vision is powerful enough......" said that he almost didn't see Pan Cheng'er get up, but he arrived in front of Sun Ruhai in an instant, and raised his leg according to his face, Sun Ruhai only felt as if his face was smashed by a red-hot sledgehammer, and his body flew out and smashed into the wall behind, Rao is an underground cave, and behind the wall is not air but rock, but the wall is still deeply dented, and there are big cracks around it. Sun Ruhai was paralyzed on the root of the wall, blood in his mouth, and he said, "Don't ...... Don't ......" Pan Cheng'er grabbed in front of Sun Ruhai in an instant, pointed at Sun Ruhai with his sword and shouted: "I don't have the benevolence and righteousness of my master! I don't know what morality is in the rivers and lakes! Sun Ruhai, today is your death!" "Master......" Sun Ruhai looked at the young man in front of him, as if he was a little familiar. Pan Cheng'er said: "I admit that I can't defeat you in my fists and feet, if you don't use your spiritual power, even if you fight against me empty-handed, I will not be your opponent." After a pause, "Originally, I had no grievances with you, you went to my house to grab things, my master has already taught you a lesson...... But!" he said and looked back at Liu Zihan.

Sun Ruhai looked at Pan Cheng'er, then at Liu Zihan, suddenly had a wit in his heart, and trembled: "You...... Are you Ouyang Wugui's nephew?" Pan Cheng'er sneered: "I just praised you for your great vision, and you are here in the world, can't you see those two tricks just now?" Sun Ruhai said: "Yes...... It is Ouyang Wugui's mountain cloud mist light skill and fire cloud legs...... Hehe...... Heheha......" Pan Cheng'er was stunned, the tip of the sword went into his neck by another inch, if it was half an inch forward, he could cut his throat, and reprimanded sharply: "Death is coming, you can still laugh!" Sun Ruhai gasped twice and said: "I said that I couldn't find you after searching all over Lin'an and Fuzhou, and I also said that you were afraid that Brother Fu left your little lover and ran for his life~ Hahahaha......" Pan Cheng'er drank: "You fart!" As he spoke, his hand tightened, and the tip of the sword was sent forward at all, squeezing Sun Ruhai's neck to bleed. Sun Ruhai still sneered: "What, isn't it?, we destroyed the door of Liufu two years ago, where did you go? Where did Ouyang Wugui go? It's really pitiful~ This little girl was hiding in her boudoir at the time, holding a broken wooden horse, and kept talking to us about who would come to save him~ Hahahaha! It's really funny, Lao Tzu didn't even let go of a dog in front of her, I want to see who will save her******! If it weren't for Lao Tzu's soft heart and letting go of this beautiful little girl, you would have to go to the underworld to find your little lover! You are not grateful to Dade, and you dare to come to kill Lao Tzu!" Hearing his words, Pan Cheng'er felt dizzy, covered his head with his right hand and said, "No...... That's not true...... My master and I ...... I don't know...... "I don't know, hehe, you may not know, that Ouyang Martial Ghost has the ability to perceive, and he won't know it?" Pan Cheng'er put away his sword, covered his ears with both hands and said, "Shut up......" Sun Ruhai said more and more, "That's because I'm afraid of the strength we have added over the years!" "Shut up!" "Hehe! Am I wrong? Brother Fu is no longer what it used to be, how dare he Ouyang Martial Ghost dare to come and think about us to challenge?" He is just afraid of the current Fu Yuexin, and he is even more afraid!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was even more afraid, and he didn't say what he was afraid of, but he only heard two "whooshing" sounds in the air, Pan Cheng'er only said that it was Sun Ruhai's sudden hidden weapon, and he hurriedly dodged, but unexpectedly, Sun Ruhai had fallen to the ground and had no breath in his mouth, and he was already dead.

Pan Cheng'er was shocked and hurriedly looked around, but there was no one. Pan Cheng'er didn't think much about it, now his only thought was Liu Zihan. turned around and found that Liu Zihan was looking at him, but his gaze was not the same as looking at his long-separated lovers. Pan Cheng'er regained the shape of the sword, cut the rope on Liu Zihan's body, couldn't bear it anymore, two lines of tears flowed down, and said hesitantly: "Zi...... Zihan ...... I'm sorry I'm late......" said and hugged Liu Zihan into his arms.

Liu Zihan didn't hug Pan Cheng'er's waist, but asked lightly in his arms, "Who are you......"