Vendetta

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The two people on the cliff were so fast that only afterimages were left. The reason why Danxue Peak became a world-famous place for martial arts competitions is because of the danger. We must be careful of each other and the cliffs under our feet.

The gravel rolled down the mountain peak, and the sound of swords and swords kept ringing. In an instant, the two of them had completed hundreds of moves.

The duel between masters is naturally exciting, but most of the people below the Danxue Peak are amazed at the high martial arts of the two, and they can't tell the winner.

"Boss, boss, he..."

"I'm afraid he has little chance of winning."

The two who spoke were fat and thin, and they were Zhang Facai and Wang Youqian who came after hearing the inquiry. Zhang Facai said in a deep voice: "The boss never dragged his sword, but now he seems to be suppressed. Very unsatisfactory."

When was that pitch-black Dragon Tooth Knife not overpowering and aggressive?When have you ever been so frustrated?

Fu Ling is naturally not a person who is afraid of death, he attacks more than defends, there is only one possibility, the opponent forces him to retreat, he has no chance to make a knife!

Qiu Yi also came with Er Mian Duojia. When they heard this, they both looked up with suspense.

Ermian Duojia clasped his hands together, bowed his head reverently, and muttered words in his mouth, praying for Fuling's safety.

Qiu Yi murmured: "No, Fu Ling is so powerful, he will be fine, he will definitely, definitely..."

"There is no doubt that we will lose."

Qiu Yi followed the source of the sound and saw a young man in gray cloth standing not far away. He was young and ordinary-looking, and he couldn't even see a blade on his body. An ordinary person, but there is a special aura about him.

Those calm eyes seem to know everything and have insight into every detail.

This person is Jin Tianwen, but no one here knows that he is the owner of Tianji Pavilion.

"Who are you?" Qiu Yi stared angrily, "You're talking nonsense!"

"I never talk nonsense," Jin Tian asked, "With Fu Ling's current skill, one or two months ago, there might have been a slight chance of winning, but now he will definitely lose."

Qiu Yi asked puzzledly, "Why?"

Jin Tianwen looked up at the people on the mountain, and replied, "Because Zhang Tingsheng at this time is very different from two months ago."

"You can't beat me," Zhang Tingsheng raised his sword and pointed at Fu Ling, "Fu Ling, you are too tender."

Fu Ling stood on the rock, supporting his body with the Dragon Tooth Knife. He suppressed the fishy sweetness in his mouth, narrowed his eyes and said, "You have practiced Gu Hunhong's kung fu mixed with "Thousand Characters"."

"That's right, the effect is indeed very good. If I had known this, I wouldn't have to go far and wide to find "Red Sun Promise"," Zhang Tingsheng said, "I can get rid of you earlier."

Fu Ling sneered, and said, "Don't say it too early, it's not certain who will die today!"

"Then I'll leave you to say a few more words," Zhang Tingsheng also smiled. His usual demeanor of a righteous celebrity has disappeared, and his disguised mask has been torn. His face at this moment is more disgusting than the evil spirits in hell.

"How much do you know about the events back then? I'm afraid they are all told by others," Zhang Tingsheng said with a nasty smile, "I can tell you one by one, how your father committed suicide, your mother, first What a beauty, it is so irresistible..."

"I want you to die!"

Fu Ling couldn't bear it any longer, she took a stride and rushed forward with the knife in hand.

"Out of control."

The long sword blocked the blade, Zhang Tingsheng slapped Fuling's chest with his palm, the internal force shook Fuling back step by step, the dragon tooth knife pierced into Shifeng, he barely stabilized his figure, a little bloodshot from his lips.

"This internal force..." Fuling's eyes were red, and he raised his head in disbelief: "How many people have you killed?"

"Originally, I did restrain myself," Zhang Tingsheng looked down at his palm, and said with a smile, "The remaining bugs from the Tongtian Sect helped a lot."

The Tongtian Sect is headed by Gu Hunhong, who regards Gu Hunhong as its belief. Gu Hunhong firmly holds the Tongtian Sect in his own hands. He does not believe in anyone, and it is impossible to distribute power to anyone, even Qiu Dun. The two brothers just obeyed his orders and had no real power in their hands. Once Gu Hunhong died, there was no one in the sect who could take over.

Most of the believers rely on their lives to steal other people's skills. Now that Zhang Tingsheng killed them, their skills will naturally increase greatly.

Fu Ling understands that today can't be kind.

Yet he cannot fall, and he must not show weakness.

Fu Ling wiped the blood from her mouth, pulled out the Longya knife, breathed a sigh of relief, and then raised the knife to chop again.

After ten years of sharpening the sword, the enemy is right in front of him. He has come to this point after all kinds of difficulties. He cannot fall down!

The blood in his chest surged, and Fu Ling's footwork was completely messed up. He fell heavily on the stone wall again. With the support of that unfathomable internal force, Zhang Tingsheng's swordsmanship was impeccable.

"Fu Ling!" At the foot of Danxue Peak, Wu Zian tugged at Qiu Yi's lapel, "Aren't you his brother? You two are life and death friends, you should think of a way!"

"Before the contest is decided, no one else can intervene..." Qiu Yi was also sweating profusely, "Don't say I can't go up at all, even if I go up, I can't beat Zhang Tingsheng!"

Wu Zian pushed Qiu Yi away, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly raised his head, looked around and said, "Where's his pretty good friend? Why didn't that Yan Zhu come?"

"Yan Zhu," Qiu Yi's eyes lit up, "Yes, Huoshan is not far from here, I'll go to Huoshan to find Yan Zhu!"

Zhang Facai said: "Boss probably won't want Yan Zhu to intervene."

It's impossible for Yan Zhu not to come, unless he doesn't know what happened today. Fu Ling deliberately kept it from him, but didn't want him to intervene.

"He farts!" Wu Zian yelled, "I don't care what he thinks! Anyway, Poria can't die!"

Qiu Yi immediately rushed to Huoshan with a horse, while Wu Zian stayed under the Danxue Peak. He saw that Fuling was hit by Zhang Tingsheng again, even though he was wearing black, he could still see the wound.

Wu Zian thought for a while, gritted his teeth, climbed up Shifeng, and began to climb up bit by bit.

Zhang Facai said in surprise: "What are you doing? If you don't pay attention, you will be smashed into pieces if you fall! The boss will not let you do this!"

"He knows nothing!" Wu Zian scolded, "Shut up if you can't get up!"

Zhang Facai and Wang Youqian had no choice but to stay under Shifeng, and if Wu Zian fell, they were ready to catch him at any time.

Huo Shan——

Qiu Yi was so anxious that he rushed all the way and finally arrived at the foot of Huoshan Mountain.

However, he was stopped by the disciples guarding the foot of the mountain and couldn't go up at all.

"Get out of the way, I want to see Yan Zhu!"

Han Yueqin stood on the steps not far away, and said slowly: "My brother is in retreat, and no one is seen."

Today, Fuling and Zhang Tingsheng competed in martial arts, Han Yueqin wished that Fuling would die soon, how could he let Qiu Yi go in to find Yan Zhu?

Once Fu Ling died, Han Yueqin could not only avenge her uncle Han Yuanguang, but also cut off his relationship with Yan Zhu, so why not do it?

Qiu Yi couldn't help it, so he could only say nicely: "It's okay to tell me something, just say that I want to find him, and it's about Fuling's life..."

"Nobody's life matters," Han Yueqin interrupted Qiu Yi, "No one can bother him."

Qiu Yi shouted anxiously: "Han Yueqin, I never fight with women, don't force me!"

"I'm afraid of you?" Han Yueqin chuckled and drew out her sword, "If you want to trespass on Huoshan, you must have this ability!"

Even if Fu Ling is here, it would be a bit difficult to break into Huoshan, let alone Qiu Yi.

He has been walking for so long, and now he still doesn't know what's going on at Danxue Peak, if he delays for a moment, Fuling will be more dangerous.

Qiu Yi took a few steps back and shouted around Huo Shan while running: "Yan Zhu! Yan Zhu! Someone is going to die! Yan Zhu!"

There was Yan Zhu's hidden guard on Huoshan. Hearing the shout, he quickly informed Li Zhong who was guarding outside the courtyard.

Li Zhong asked: "Who is here?"

The dark guard replied, "It's Qiu Yi."

Li Zhongdao: "Young Master said, no one will be seen except Fu Ling."

The dark guard nodded: "This subordinate understands."

Just as the dark guard turned to leave, Li Zhong suddenly stopped him and asked, "Wait, did Qiu Yi say why he was looking for the young master?"

The secret guard said: "It is said that it is a matter of human life."

Li Zhong hesitated for a moment, feeling a little uneasy, he said, "I'll go and have a look."

"Li Zhong!" Qiu Yi stood at the foot of the mountain and waved desperately after seeing Li Zhong, "Go and tell Yan Zhu that Fuling is going to have an accident! Tell him to help quickly! Hurry up!"

Li Zhong was startled: "What happened?"

Qiu Yi hurriedly said: "I'll talk about it on the way! You go!"

Li Zhong knew how important Poria was to his young master's heart. Since the matter was related to Fuling's life, Li Zhong had to tell Yan Zhu, but Han Yueqin led people to stop him before he reached the courtyard.

Han Yueqin said: "You slave, my senior brother said not to be disturbed, but you actually disobeyed his orders for an insignificant person!"

"I'm not a slave, I know the order of the young master," Li Zhong said neither humble nor overbearing, "It doesn't matter if the young master says it or not."

A row of hidden guards came down and stood behind Li Zhong, only to hear Li Zhong continue: "Miss Han, you have no right to stop me, and I don't want to fight with you, please let me go."

Li Zhong is Yan Zhu's man, and the hidden guards in this row are all highly skilled in martial arts. In a real fight, Han Yueqin may not have a chance of winning, and it is easy to hurt his fellowship with Yan Zhu.

No matter how unwilling she was, Han Yueqin could only snort coldly and get out of the way.

Li Zhong walked quickly to the front of the courtyard, knocked on the door, and called out: "Master."

Half a moment later, the door opened, Yan Zhu stood at the door, he was still holding the Kunwu sword in his hand, although he was still dressed in the same green shirt, the aura around him was even stronger than before, Li Zhong was just standing in front of him at this moment. , can feel a sense of oppression.

Yan Zhu stayed alone for two days. During these two days, he threw away all distracting thoughts and completely immersed himself in swordsmanship. The Kunwu Sword in his hand was full of brilliance. His swordsmanship had just made a breakthrough, and now he is on the way to a higher level.

The light in Yan Zhu's eyes has not faded, he asked: "What's the matter?"

Li Zhongdao: "Young master, something happened to the head of the Fu sect, Qiu Yi is waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."

Yan Zhu's expression changed immediately, he put away his sword, and immediately walked out, "Call the hidden guards, come down the mountain with me!"