Hu Fei supported his body with his bloody arms, the long sword in his hand was still in the scabbard, and he did not draw it, looking at the middle-aged woman in front of him with puzzled eyes. Ya_>> bar>>w-w=w-.-

This woman with an outstanding face and a tall figure also looked at her arm like a white jade in a daze, her arm was stained with Hu Feifei's blood, and her eyes were full of confusion and disbelief.

Hu Fei looked at the long sword that was cut on his shoulder, ignoring the blood that flowed out, just staring at the woman, every part of her body had been carefully played with by himself, this delicate body that could no longer be familiar suddenly filled him with a sense of strangeness.

Not far away, there were several corpses, judging from the clothes, there were disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect, disciples of Shaolin Wudang, and some miscellaneous Jianghu scattered people, two good sandalwood chairs, which fell nearby.

Dongfang Bai was here, looking at Hu Fei's sword, and yelled: "No!"

The voice was terrifying, as if it came from the Nine Hells.

Dongfang Bai was about to rush to help Hu Fei, but was forced to retreat by the Zen staff and long sword stretched out from both sides, but it turned out that it was the head of Wudang, Chongxu Daochang, and the Shaolin abbot Fang Zheng Zen Master who led his disciples to entangle Dongfang Bai and prevent her from making a move.

"Amitabha, Dongfang donor, the competition we are waiting for is not over yet, how can we just leave!" Fang Zheng Zen Master struck Dongfang Bai with a thousand palms, and drank the lion's roar in his mouth, and a group of Shaolin men held long sticks and Zen sticks lined up in a formation that seemed to be interconnected, paying attention to Dongfang Bai's actions at any time.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, that's true, Dongfang Sect Master, the grievances between my Wudang and the Sun Moon Divine Sect for more than 80 years will also be settled today! Don't you want to help Hu Fei's Heavenly Dao Alien, today is the death date of the two of you!" Chongxu Dao Chang held a silver glittering long sword in his hand, of course, this sword was not the true martial sword handed down by Wudang Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng, and now the true martial sword was still in Hu Fei's hand, and it was not unsheathed.

Chongxu Dao Chang took his disciples to expel the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, and trapped Dongfang Bai to the death, not seeking merit in hurting the enemy, but begging that Dongfang Bai could be dragged down, and she could not be asked to rush to Hu Fei's aid. _>__Bar>w'w-w.-

Dongfang Bai is naturally not afraid of them, if they really fight to the death, even if they are not their opponents, but they can always kill more than half of them and retreat after they are injured, but they know that the people in these two factions are not here to take their own lives, their ultimate goal is just Hu Fei, once he escapes, Hu Fei will definitely die, and he will not dare to move, so he is trapped here.

Hu Fei saw that Dongfang Bai was dragged by the Shaolin and Wudang factions, and it was impossible for him to come to support him. Looking at Dongfang Bai's anxious face, Hu Fei smiled brightly at her, reassuring her that she was fine.

Dongfang Bai received Hu Fei's smile, his heart settled down a lot, and he adjusted his internal breath and fought with the Shaolin and Wudang factions again.

Hu Fei stuck the real martial sword into the soil, and stood up little by little supporting his body.

Ning Zhong saw that Hu Fei was about to stand up, so he also relaxed the hilt of the sword in his hand, gradually withdrew the force on the long sword, and let Hu Fei slowly stand up straight.

Hu Fei stood up straight, looked at Ning Zhongze's pretty face, and shot her eyes with the gentle and nostalgic gaze after the previous happiness, revealing incomprehension, disbelief and confusion in his eyes, but there was no anger and hatred.

Ning Zhong seemed to be a little afraid to look at Hu Fei's eyes, his eyes were a little evasive, his face was no longer expressionless, a little red, and there was some spring in his eyebrows, as if he remembered the happiness when he was with Hu Fei.

Ning Zhong took back the long sword that was cut on Hu Fei's shoulder in a trance, and looked at Hu Fei in a daze, but did not speak.

Hu Fei saw that Ning Zhong was in a trance, so he didn't force her anymore and gave her some time to think, but looked around.

Hu Fei was on the high platform and could see very clearly, there were only two battlefields on the high platform, one was Shaolin and Wudang surrounding Dongfang Bai, and the other was himself and Ning Zhongze, and the casualties were not big. Bar>w'ww.

Under the high platform, there are many tragic, everyone is killed together, countless people have fallen, there are all sects, and the war group is roughly divided into five places.

The first place, in the west of the high platform, is the standard battle between good and evil, Feng Qingyang and Yue Buqun, Ling Hu Chong, and Feng Buping are fighting with Ren My Line and Xiang Wentian and a number of evil sects on the rivers and lakes, the battle is the most tragic, and people fall from time to time.

The second place is also the battle between good and evil, in the east of Gaotai, the leader of the beggar gang Xie Feng and the deputy gang advocate Jin Ao are mainly killing with the elders of the Sun Moon God Sect, Tong Baixiong, Sang Sanniang and others, and the casualties are also quite amazing.

The third place is in the southwest of the high platform of the genuine infighting, the head of the Songshan faction Zuo Lengchan and the seat of the thirteen Taibao are with the Hengshan faction Mo Da, Liu Zhengfeng, Hengshan faction Sanding, Taishan faction Tianmen Daoren and others are killed in one place, the Wuyue Sword Sect is familiar with each other, so the battle among the disciples is not too fierce, but the battle between the upper echelons is more thrilling.

The fourth place is that the Huangshan faction and the Five Poisons Sect and the Golden Daomen have joined forces to deal with the Qingcheng faction and the Emei faction and other martial arts factions, located in the northeast of Gaotai, the two sides are on equal footing, although these martial arts factions have more masters, but the number of people who come to Hengyang is not much, and the Huangshan faction and the Five Poisons Sect and the Golden Daomen are almost sent out, and they are naturally not weaker than each other.

The fifth place is located in the north direction of the high platform of the various martial arts factions, they do not have a unified organization, but the attack is ruthless, even more tragic, the blood and courage of the spirit of the people are reflected in the body of the hundred ghosts retreat, all the evil does not invade, they are usually contradictory sects, this contradiction was directly introduced, the result is that even the big factions around them are unconsciously retreating two steps in the attack.

Hu Fei looked at the blood in his eyes, he couldn't believe it, and he couldn't understand why such a scene happened, in just half a day, everyone in the martial arts in the world seemed to have changed into a person, so crazy, so terrifying.

Half a day ago, they politely greeted each other, as if they were brothers, but after half a day, they were like killing their father's enemies to meet, and only by cutting each other with a thousand knives can they eliminate the hatred in their hearts.

Half a day ago, the masters of the Hengshan faction kept saying that they wanted to maintain the Wuyue Alliance, advance and retreat together, maintain the peace of the martial arts, and swore that they could not stand with the Demon Sect, but now they killed the allies of the Songshan faction without mercy at all, and blood splashed on them, as if Shura had descended into the world.

Shaolin Wudang was still a good gentleman half a day ago, only saying that the world is not easy, and I hope that the donors will put aside their prejudices and get along in harmony.

Huashan Sword Sect and Qi Sect still had the attitude of you and me half a day ago, why can they join forces to kill the enemy after half a day, and there is not a little dirt between each other.

What the hell is going on in this world, half a day, just half a day, everything has been out of Hu Fei's grasp, and it is heading towards an unpredictable place.

Ning Zhong looked at Hu Feishen with a flushed face, his eyes darkened slightly, and he remembered his current situation.

All factions in the rivers and lakes are fighting under the high platform, their uncles and husbands are also desperate, and a group of disciples are fighting for the survival of the Huashan faction regardless of life and death, how can they stay out of the matter.

Ning Zhong thought of this, strengthened his mood, cleared away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and his eyes gradually became firm.

Ning Zhong looked at Hu Fei, who was still flying out of the sky, and smiled, her face was full of ease, she had come out of the past, and now she was not just a heroic woman.

She started a new journey, maybe she had already become a world-famous heroine, but from now on she was a big man, she had to shoulder her own responsibilities and take over part of the responsibilities that had been borne by Yue Buqun before.

She may not be as unscrupulous as Yue Buqun, but she has also begun to think about the situation in the rivers and lakes in a comprehensive way, and use her own methods to develop and strengthen the Huashan faction.

Because she's now—

Ning Zhong smiled freely, and her laughter woke up Hu Fei, who was still distracted.

Hu Fei came back to his senses and looked at Ning Zhongze, who was full of care, and the real martial sword in his hand was held tightly and could be unsheathed at any time.

Hu Fei was preoccupied with Ning Zhongze, and he understood that this battle was inevitable.

I only heard it, Ning Zhong slowly spoke, his voice was extremely magnetic, very good, but full of firmness and pride, "I am the head of the Huashan faction - Ning Zhongze!"

This coquettish shout filled the world, and the people in the rivers and lakes who were still fighting on the field stopped, and they all looked at Hu Fei and Ning Zhongze.

Hu Fei listened to Ning Zhongze's coquettishness, his heart was full of grief and desolation, he knew that he still hadn't changed the world, but the world had changed him, and now he had to draw his sword with the person he once loved the most!

Hu Fei burst into a shout: "Okay, Master Ning! Huangshan sent Hu Fei to come and learn the trick!"

Ning Zhong raised the long sword in his hand and nodded, "Master Hu, please advise!"

Now they are not lovers, not the relationship between the master and the apprentice, not even the relationship of fellow martial artists, but enemies, enemies of life and death, this is not a relationship that can be changed by personal feelings, this is limited by their respective interests, a natural relationship, even if it can be changed, but neither of them can choose, and they don't want to choose anymore, so they can only do this, I just hope that after this battle, they can survive, still meet, nod, and say hello.

The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise.

The sun sinking in the west is still spreading the sun without hesitation, and the soft light has gilded this piece of heaven and earth with a layer of gold, and even the dead people in the rivers and lakes seem to be rejuvenated, but they are not moving.

Hu Fei looked at all this in front of him with some dazzle, and his thoughts began to fly, why did all this start!

It all started with the opening of the conference in the morning............