[Comprehensive martial arts] When Qin Daddy travels through the world of martial arts

After this thin layer of breasts was peeled off, a beautiful hibiscus face was revealed.

And the owner of this beautiful face was staring at Shangguan Danfeng with resentment at the moment, his voice seemed to be poisoned with hatred, "Why? Why did you still show up? Why didn't you die in the great desert, at the hands of Shi Guanyin? !"

Shangguan Danfeng slapped her on the face, the hatred on her face was no less than hers, "Because I want to come back to avenge you! Even if I really die in the desert and turn into a ghost, I will not let you go! "

She slapped her so hard that Shangguan Feiyan's face immediately became red and swollen.

The next moment, unexpectedly, Huo Tianqing who had been protecting Yan Tieshan suddenly jumped up and slapped Shangguan Danfeng on the back of his heart.

His move was unexpected, and his speed was extremely fast, when Lu Xiaofeng and others wanted to stop him, it was already too late.

"Princess!"

Everyone could almost predict that Shangguan Danfeng would die under Huo Tianqing's palm in the next moment, a white shadow flashed in front of them.

The young man in white and jade crown appeared next to Shangguan Danfeng in an instant, grabbed her arm and pulled her away, narrowly avoiding the blow before Huo Tianqing's palm fell.

Shangguan Danfeng was originally standing in front of Shangguan Feiyan, but after she was pulled away, she immediately revealed Shangguan Feiyan who was close at hand.

Huo Tianqing had murderous intentions towards Shangguan Danfeng, and he had [-]% strength in his fleshy palm, but it was Shangguan Feiyan who suffered in the end.

After a slight bang, Shangguan Feiyan was hit hard and flew several feet, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell hard to the ground.

She was injured in the first place, but at this moment she received this fatal slap, and after two groans of pain, she fell silent.

"No! Feiyan! Feiyan..."

Huo Tianqing was full of grief and anger, and rushed forward.

After confirming that Shangguan Feiyan was not breathing, he hugged her dead body with a numb face, as if he had lost his soul.

Everyone who was originally puzzled by his behavior also understood the reason.

Huo Tianqing and Shangguan Feiyan had long conspired together, so he must have suffered a lot in this incident.

"She's dead...she just died like this?" Shangguan Danfeng was a little lost, and then panicked: "I haven't asked her where my father is?! Why did she die?"

"Princess, don't worry." Yan Tieshan ordered Huo Tianqing, who seemed to have lost his mind at the moment, to be taken into custody, and said to her respectfully, "My subordinates will definitely find out the whereabouts of the little prince."

Shangguan Danfeng's eyes were glazed over. This always proud woman seemed to have become as fragile as catkins in the wind after going through this series of changes. "It's been so long? Could his body have been..."

Mei Jingxian sighed, and was about to comfort her when she suddenly heard a cold voice: "You practice swords."

He turned his head, and saw a man in white who had been silent all the time staring at his hand, with an unspeakable brilliance in his eyes.

He is so familiar with this kind of eyes. Ever since he was on the way from Qiandao Lake to Heigobi, those militants always looked at him with such eyes after they saw that he was from the Changgemen. Chasing him is a competition.

Mei Jingxian was a little distressed, he really didn't like unnecessary fights.

Is it because the piano is not easy to play, and the deer is not fun?Or something bad?

What's more troublesome is that after every victory, those guys are even more chasing after them, showing up every now and then to ask for another fight, and then they don't play again and again.

After Ximen Chuuxue said that sentence, everyone's eyes turned to the young man.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the slender young man who was holding the piano, his hands were delicate and white, his face was elegant and elegant, and a few peach blossoms were lit on his left eyebrow with imitation branches of eyebrows, which showed a bit of innocence and beauty in the gentleness.

This seems to be a young son brought up by a princely family, with a good appearance and an extraordinary bearing, and the skill of sound attack that he just revealed is extremely rare and amazing.

It would be a pity that such a young man with amazing talent and talent would die under Ximen Chuuxue's hands at such a young age.

It's not that Lu Xiaofeng underestimated the young man, but that he knows Ximen Chuuxue too well, his friend will see blood whenever he strikes a sword, just like this Su Shaoying died under Ximen Chuuxue's sword.

And although this young man has an extraordinary technique of sound attack, his age and experience are there.He is only fifteen or sixteen years old, even if he has practiced swords, he must be no match for Ximen Chuuxue, who is nearly ten years older than him and started practicing swords when he was seven years old.

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, "Ximen Chuuxue, Mr. Mei is still young, you must be too anxious?"

Ximen Chuuxue ignored him, and kept staring at Mei Jingxian for a moment.

Under his persistent gaze, the young man hugged the piano and sighed, "Practice it occasionally."

Ximen Chuuxue said almost at the same moment as his words fell: "Please fight."

Mei Jingxian shook her head, "You can't beat me."

As soon as the young man said this, the rest of the people looked at him in astonishment, and all turned to look at Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue's face remained unchanged, and he raised his hand holding the sword, "Please fight."

Mei Jingxian was a little helpless, "Only this once."

He didn't want to be chased and competed anymore.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer, but his eyes were shining brightly.

If his sword is unsheathed, it will be stained with blood. No matter what the outcome of this battle is, it will be "only this one time".

Seeing that this life-and-death battle was inevitable, the rest of the people retreated unconsciously, leaving them as much space as possible.

Shangguan Danfeng was not as worried about the young man's safety as the others, and accompanied him all the way from the desert to Guanzhong, and witnessed that the other party broke Shi Guanyin's lair with his own strength, and defeated the owner of Yihua Palace to invite the moon, so even though She has never seen the boy use a sword, and she still has deep trust and admiration for the boy in her heart.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword slowly unsheathed.

He had already noticed that the boy in front of him was different from any opponent in the past.

He is obviously a swordsman, but he can restrain his sword energy without revealing any flaws, like a person who has never held a sword.

If he hadn't seen a sapphire ink sword revealed when he flipped the guqin, and observed it intently, he would really have missed a rare opponent.

Mei Jingxian pulled out the inkstone sword from under the sapphire flow, turned the qin behind her, turned the hand holding the sword, and a sharp sword aura shot up into the sky.

Lu Xiaofeng had never seen such a strong sword intent, not even Ximen Chuuxue.

It was as if the noble son who was born in a princely family turned into a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath in an instant.

His heart skipped a beat, and the object of his worry was actually Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue's expression was no longer indifferent, his eyes were staring straight at the young man in front of him, as if his eyes were not looking at a person, but a perfect work of art, a treasure handed down from generation to generation.

"Please." There was still a gentle smile on the corner of the young man's lips, completely opposite to the unscrupulous cold sword intent all over his body.

He didn't move his sword, intending that Ximen Chuuxue should strike first.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't waste time talking, the pitch-black long sword gleamed coldly under the reflection of the surrounding night pearls, and the first move was a merciless killing move, straight for the boy's throat.

Shangguan Danfeng exclaimed and turned her head away.

She had never seen such a fast sword move, and seeing the blade stabbing the boy's throat, no matter how much confidence she had in her heart, she didn't dare to look at it now.

The next moment, the surroundings became quiet, and there was no sound.

The sound of the sharp sword piercing the air, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, or the sound of the sword point piercing into the human body were all inaudible.

She didn't dare to look ahead, she saw Lu Xiaofeng out of the corner of her eye, his expression was a bit strange, he seemed to be relaxed and a little nervous, the corners of his eyes were wide open, he looked a little surprised.

She glanced at Yan Tieshan next to her again, with almost the same expression.

Shangguan Danfeng finally couldn't hold back any longer, and suddenly turned to look——

There were two men in white clothes standing on the field, one of them was dressed in white than snow, the other was dressed in white with a blue belt, neither of them had a trace of blood on them.

No blood was seen, she let out a big breath of relaxation, very abrupt in a quiet water table.

This sound seemed to open some mechanism, and the rest of the people present came back to their senses.

"Ximen Chuuxue..." Lu Xiaofeng sighed, and said slowly, "We lost."

Hua Manlou turned his head, "I didn't hear the sound."

There are always sounds in killing, the sound of swords entering the body, the sound of blood gushing out, and the heavy breathing of the person being killed.

And Ximen Chuuxue practiced killing swords, either the opponent would die, or he would die. Once the competition started, one person would definitely fall down.

"Ximen Chuuxue was defeated, but he didn't die."

Lu Xiaofeng's mood is relaxed at the moment, whether it's his friend Ximen Chuuxue or that young boy surnamed Mei, he doesn't want to see any of them die by the other's sword.

The fight came quickly and ended quickly.

No one fell down, Ximen Chuuxue's sword was off by an inch, and the boy's sword was resting on Ximen Chuuxue's neck, the blade was close to Ximen Chuuxue's neck, but it didn't pierce his skin.

From a glance, it seemed that the difference between the two was almost equal, although Ximen Chuuxue's sword was deflected, the young man's sword did not have time to cut his neck.

But upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the black hair on Ximen Chuuxue's temples had been cut, and there were two strands of black strands falling from his feet.

In other words, it was the boy who cut off Ximen Chuuxue's hair with ease before he put the sword on Ximen Chuuxue's neck.

Who wins and who loses, it is obvious.

Mei Jingxian withdrew the Moshi sword, inserted it back into the qin, looked at Ximen Chuuxue, and repeated the previous words: "Only this once."

"Why?" Ximen Chuuxue turned to look at him, his originally bright eyes were now like a pool of stagnant water, "Why don't you do it?"

Mei Jingxian shook her head, "You are not my life and death enemy."

There is no deep hatred between them, at most it is a exchange of ideas, and there is no need to pay for it with their lives.

"If you lose, you can only die!" Ximen Chuuxue said coldly, "I lost, and I deserve to die by your sword."