Drunk lying on the setting sun for the king

In the center of the circle, Feng Xiangyue's sword was still held high above, without any wavering.The only difference is that Hai Jing's hand is holding his palm, standing firmly behind him.

The two of them just turned their backs to each other, facing the enemy in front of them.The strong murderous aura was gradually fading from the blade, the trembling blade gradually returned to calm, and the flowing brilliance also dimmed.

After a while, the disciples of the Huanlong Gang felt that the sense of oppression subsided, and they let out a long breath, but they still had lingering fears.

Feeling the warmth of Hai Jing's palm, Feng Xiangyue's expression was a little complicated.Before, he planned to concentrate his internal energy on the long sword and take the risk to catch the attack, but he never thought that Hai Jing would make a sudden move and pour his true energy into the sword to protect himself. There is also a bit of admiration mixed in.

Perhaps because he cared too much, the sense of touch in Feng Xiangyue's hand seemed to be magnified several times at this moment.Hai Jing's hands were not smooth, they were a little rough due to years of martial arts practice, and now he was rubbing his palms, which suddenly made him feel strange.Feng Xiangyue was slightly taken aback, and hastily withdrew his hand from Hai Jing's palm, but the subtle feeling did not subside.

Seeing this, Hai Jing didn't think much, he let go of his hands and raised his eyes to look at Lu Feixian.Lu Feixian also looked straight at him, there was no ups and downs in his calm eyes, but there was a hint of luster in them.

Just when Hai Jing was about to speak, he suddenly felt Feng Xiangyue move.When he looked back, he saw Feng Xiangyue swung his sword and killed the disciple of the Huanlong Gang who was lying on the ground.

Hai Jing was startled, and grabbed Feng Xiangyue's wrist, "Since they are powerless to resist, why do they have to kill them?"

Feng Xiangyue tried hard to break away from Hai Jing, but couldn't let go.He looked at Hai Jing coldly, "Let go! Since they dare to fight me, I won't let them go back alive!"

Hai Jing pulled him closer, "I know you're not such a bloodthirsty person."

"So what! If I don't kill them, they will kill me! I'd rather have blood on my hands than being killed!" Feng Xiangyue looked up at him, her voice lowered a little, her tone But more determined.

Hai Jing paused, and his smile suddenly became a bit complicated, "If your sense of security can only be based on killing people, isn't it too useless? This is not like the majestic Nether Valley Valley Master."

Feng Xiangyue was startled, and stared at him fiercely, but the expression on his face changed.

Seeing that there was no killing intent in his eyes, Hai Jing let go of his hand.Feng Xiangyue pushed him away violently, and the hand holding the sword trembled inexplicably.He suddenly withdrew his sword, turned his back to Hai Jing, and took a deep breath, "Then let me see how you can deal with this group of people! If you can't deal with them, you can die for them!"

Because the two spoke in a low voice, the members of the Magic Dragon Gang didn't hear what they were saying, so they saw Hai Jing walking towards Lu Feixian.Their nerves tensed immediately, but their bodies were too weak to move.

Coming in front of Lu Feixian, Hai Jing cupped his hands and smiled gently, "Master Lu, now your disciples are all injured and can't fight anymore, you'd better take them back to recuperate as soon as possible. We will go our separate ways , part here."

Lu Feixian's stone-like face finally showed a wave of fluctuation, "My disciple can't fight anymore, it doesn't mean I can't fight anymore."

Hai Jing narrowed his eyes, "If you insist on doing this, I will have no choice but to accompany you to the end. It's just that swords are merciless, so you have to be prepared."

Lu Feixian looked at Hai Jing provocatively, "You are serious, I really want to see you. If you beat me, I will let you go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he already had a seven-foot-long dark iron stick in his hand. The body of the stick was dotted with golden coiled dragons, shining with a black luster.And the golden dragon was shining like stars and moons, making Yunxia lose its color in an instant.

Lu Feixian pulled up the iron rod, looked at Hai Jing, "Take out your weapon!"

Unexpectedly, Hai Jing spread his hands, "I don't have a weapon, only these hands."

Since the Magic Dragon Gang is one of the Eight Great Sects, Lu Feixian's ranking in the arena will not be low. Hai Jing's words mean nothing else, but the overtones are quite offensive.But Lu Feixian didn't get angry when he heard it, instead he showed a faint smile, "Okay, since you can say such a thing, you must not be someone in the pool, let me see your kung fu!"

As he spoke, he walked forward.Feng Xiangyue cast a glance reluctantly, but was slightly startled, turned around and fixed his gaze.

Lu Feixian only took a few steps, and the atmosphere around him was completely different.Those few steps seemed to be stepping on the heart, full of oppression, almost able to stamp on the heart.

With the ups and downs of his footsteps, the dead leaves fluttered and fluttered, and the branches and fallen trees rustled down, but they scattered half an inch away from him.His aura is not overbearing, and there is no killing intent around him, but his aura is full of heaven and earth, hiding his edge.

Suddenly, Lu Feixian's expression turned serious, and those bony hands held the iron rod flat on his chest, and he suddenly pulled it together, as if strangling the necks of everyone present, making everyone hold their breath and sweat oozing.

The next moment, the iron rod turned into a black dragon, and hit Hai Jing with the whistling sound of the wind. Its movements were completely different from the disciples of the Magic Dragon Gang.

A drop of sweat dripped from the corner of Hai Jing's forehead, he stretched out his body, and connected his palms together, but it didn't matter that Lu Feixian's stick was in front of his palm, so he immediately changed his moves, and took him directly.After several times of confrontation, although Hai Jing was not injured, he was always a little slower to attack. If this continues, he will definitely be hit by an iron rod in the end.

Thinking of this, Hai Jing stepped back, suddenly stuck to a big tree, and jumped up, and Lu Feixian also jumped up, the iron rod in his hand never separated from Hai Jing's body, no matter what he wanted to do, he would eventually escape But the iron rod hits.

I saw Hai Jing holding onto the branch, paused in the air, and the iron rod shot out suddenly at this moment. For a moment, the branches and leaves on the tree were shaken, and the fallen leaves were like a goddess scattering flowers, flying into the sky, circling, completely covering the two sides. silhouette of man.Feng Xiangyue's hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened unconsciously, and she felt a little worried in her heart.

But the next moment, he saw the two of them volleying out from the fallen leaves all over the sky, Hai Jing's sleeve was wiping the long stick, and the palm of his hand was directly hitting Lu Feixian's heart.

Since he was in the air, he could no longer dodge, so he raised his left hand, gathered his inner strength, and palmed Hai Jing.

The internal force collided, and the two landed separately in an instant, and their footsteps slid a long scratch on the ground.Just as Lu Feixian stood firm, his body felt sore and limp because of Hai Jing's internal force, and the iron rod fell to the ground with a "dang".He couldn't help frowning slightly, he didn't expect Hai Jing to be so young, but his internal strength was higher than his own.

But just when he was surprised, Hai Jing's feet were just a little bit on the ground, and he jumped up and rushed towards him, hitting the door with his right palm!

At this moment, Lu Feixian was powerless to resist and could only dodge.However, in the current situation, if he wanted to avoid this palm, he would definitely fall to the ground due to his weakness.Thinking of showing an ugly face in front of a junior, he couldn't help but frown, and stood still like a rock, facing the forcible palm.

Hai Jing's right palm came fiercely, whipping up gusts of wind, but stopped half an inch in front of Lu Feixian's chest.

He withdrew his hand and took a few steps back, bowed to Lu Feixian, with a smile on his face, "As expected of Chief Lu, he is indeed very courageous, he is a tough man, let me go."

Lu Feixian looked at Hai Jing, sweat was already rolling down his forehead.He picked up the iron rod and gave a difficult smile, "Very good! A man, once you say something, never take it back! Since I lost to you today, I won't stop you again, you go!"

Yue Wuyang was startled, "Master! Let him go like this?"

Lu Feixian said in a deep voice: "I, the Huanlong Gang, must never do anything that is untrue. If anyone wants to stop him today, don't blame me for being rude!"

Yue Wuyang clenched his fists and clenched his teeth, his eyes almost burst into flames when he looked at Hai Jing.

"Governor Lu's arrogance is so powerful, I really admire it." Looking at the scene, Hai Jing couldn't help feeling a little bit of admiration for Lu Feixian, "Thank you."

Lu Feixian didn't speak, just let out a muffled snort, turned around and left with his subordinates.

Feng Xiangyue watched the group of Huanlong gang leave, then turned to face Hai Jing, pouted unwillingly, "You can drive this group of people away, you are not bad."

"Of course, otherwise, how could I be your attendant?" Hai Jing blinked, and his words were full of jokes.

"It's too little." Feng Xiangyue rolled his eyes at him, then turned away suddenly, lowered his head and muttered to himself: "But...if Hai Jing is around, maybe we can do that..."

Seeing Feng Xiangyue muttering something alone, Hai Jing couldn't help being curious.He was about to ask, Feng Xiangyue helped the bamboo hat and walked towards the inn, "Follow me back to the inn, and then we will go to Nether Valley immediately."

Hai Jing was not surprised, he didn't expect to know the real location of Nether Valley so soon, so he asked tentatively, "Are you going back to the valley?"

"Well, I have to prepare some things." Feng Xiangyue said, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and there was a faint gleam of light, "In order for us to sneak into Tianfa Temple smoothly."

Hai Jing was taken aback when he heard that, "Us? Tianfa Temple?" He wanted to say something else, but seeing Feng Xiangyue had left him and walked in front, he hurriedly chased after him, "Hey, wait a minute, what are you playing? My God What happened to the Fa Temple?"