Drunk lying on the setting sun for the king

At this time, the smoke in the courtyard had long since dissipated, but the scene was in chaos.Qiu Chuqing was stunned by the accident just now, only to find that Jialan and Xuanguang were supporting her from left to right when she came back to her senses.And in front of his neck, the finger of the fake Qingfeng sect master unexpectedly stopped, as long as he got in an inch, he could kill himself.

Looking through her fingers, Qiu Chuqing saw that the other hand was firmly twisting the fake Qingfeng Sect Master's wrist, and the owner of that hand was the strangely smiling Hua Fengjun!

"Hey, you see, Hua was called by Hai Jing to save people, and you were also sent to do things. We are all just following orders, why work so hard? Don't stop Hua, or you will fight later. Get up, it takes time and effort for everyone." Hua Fengjun saw the fake Qingfeng sect master glaring at him bitterly, and said in his usual yin and yang voice, and kept turning the iron walnut with the other hand.

"Idiots talking about dreams, you can't even save yourself now!" The fake Qingfeng sect master flipped his wrist and grabbed Hua Fengjun instead.Hua Fengjun retreated hastily, and when he stood still, the fake sect master already had a phoenix-billed long knife in his hand, and the blade was pointed right in front of him.

Hua Fengjun gave a sinister smile, and suddenly lowered his voice, "Since you are so ignorant, Hua has no choice but to be rude to you."

Accompanied by the voice, Hua Fengjun's iron walnuts rushed out like a gust of wind.The master of the Qingfeng Sect also raised his long sword, and the two weapons collided in one place, and then the two figures intertwined suddenly, and the sand and dust were stirred by internal force for a moment, filled like a mist, and pieces of bamboo leaves It also fell into the sky and fell into the billowing dust.

Seeing the danger here, Jialan and Xuanguang immediately retreated aside with Qiu Chuqing.Qiu Chuqing looked at Jialan's expressionless face, then at Xuanguang's smirking face, and was moved like a tide, and tears rolled in her eyes immediately, "You..."

"Hey, sissy, don't cry, we'll take you to heal your injuries right away, you won't die." Seeing his tearful eyes, Xuan Guang immediately panicked.

When Qiu Chuqing heard this, she was angry and funny, "Who is a sissy! Also, I didn't cry because I was afraid of death!"

"Don't make any noise, let's take him away as soon as possible while Gu Master and the others are dragging this group of people back." Jialan's calm voice interrupted the two of them.Xuanguang nodded, and the two of them ran out of the bamboo forest with Qiu Chuqing.

Qiu Chuqing looked back for the last time, only to see Feng Xiangyue standing in front of Xuanmo on the other side, the Luoxia sword resting on the silver-gilt Buddhist staff in Xuanmo's hand, dressed in white and Xuanmo's dark yellow monk's robe stick.

On the other side, Hai Jing knelt on one knee, Xuan Chen on the left was thin and light, standing with palms out, Chi Fan on the right was tall and tall, almost covering the moonlight cast by him, and his iron fist hit Xuan Chen's palm.

These two people had been hiding in the dark all the time, and just now they saw that the situation was critical and had to make a move, but unexpectedly they both targeted the same opponent, not to mention that Hai Jing dodged in the blink of an eye, intentionally allowing the two attacks to hit together.

After Hai Jing dodged the attack, he cast his first glance in the direction of Feng Xiangyue.Seeing that Feng Xiangyue was facing Ji Qianhuan, he had no time to care about his opponent, so he ran towards Feng Xiangyue as soon as he stepped forward.

But after hearing "rustling" a few times, the figures of Xuan Chen and Chi Fan stood in front of them.Hai Jing looked anxious, squinting his eyes and looking around, looking for an opportunity to escape.Seeing that he was so impatient, Xuanchen was inexplicably displeased. He held the Buddhist bead in his palm and pointed at Haijing with his index finger. His haughty face was slightly unwilling, "If you want to go over, defeat me first. Today your opponent is I!"

Chi Fan, who was at the side, snorted sullenly, "This is a bit difficult to handle. I came here today to fight him."

Hai Jing rubbed his forehead and sighed softly, "I didn't expect me to be hated so much, then you two will come up together, I don't have time to delay here."

Unexpectedly, Chi Fan and Xuan Chen said in unison: "Impossible! I must compete with you one-on-one!"

The corners of Hai Jing's mouth twitched, and after thinking for a while, he clenched his right hand and struck the palm of his left hand, "How about this, you guys fight one game first, come to me after the winner is decided, I'm leaving first!"

After all, he jumped up and wanted to pass by the two of them, as if Chi Fan and Xuan Chen stood in front of them like two iron walls.Both of them had an expression of "who will be fooled by you", and said with a dark face: "Don't even think about leaving!"

Hai Jing's complexion also sank for a moment, Long Yunjian held up in front of him, and half of it was unsheathed with a "choke", the cold light reflected his face like frost and snow, "In this case, I don't care whether you want to go one-on-one or not. gone."

Hearing this, both Chi Fan and Xuan Chen knew that Hai Jing had made a real move, and their nerves tensed up instantly, but neither made a move.The three of them stood in a stalemate, each with their own plans, the air around them seemed to be solidified and heavy, but the evil spirit flowing was like an unpredictable volcano, burning in their hearts, it might erupt at any time.

Farther away, Hua Jiutang, who was dressed in ochre, also confronted Wu Sixuan, and the long sword and iron mace collided between the two, humming and trembling slightly.Wu Sixuan looked at the face behind the wide silk, and couldn't help whistling, "'Sword Master' Hua Jiutang, it's been a long time."

Hua Jiutang didn't answer, and with a twist of his wrist, the sword edge brushed across the iron mace.Wu Sixuan was startled, and when he tilted his head slightly, he felt the sharp blade "swipe" across his temples, and the cold touch made him break out in a cold sweat.Knowing that he was not Hua Jiutang's opponent, he hurriedly took a few steps back and pointed at Feng Xiangyue, "That's your apprentice, right? I believe you also know that his opponent is one of the four demon kings, Feng Xiangyue will never win If this continues, he won't be able to last long, why don't we change opponents, how about it?"

Hua Jiutang frowned slightly, but when he turned his head to look away, his gaze was fixed on Xuan Mo, played by Ji Qianhuan.A gleam of light flashed in those obsidian-like pupils, and then there was a lot of sadness pouring out immediately.

Wu Sixuan was guessing his thoughts when he saw that his hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened, and the blade drew a bright fan, pointing to the ground.Immediately, Hua Jiutang raised his fox fur cloak and walked towards Ji Qianhuan and Feng Xiangyue without looking back.

At this time, Feng Xiangyue had been forced to retreat by Ji Qianhuan's internal force, but his expression was still stubborn, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and did not relax.Ji Qianhuan held the Zen staff horizontally, and there was no more mysterious and benevolent expression on his face. Instead, he slightly raised his head and looked at Feng Xiangyue, with the corners of his mouth conceited, "Today I didn't use most of my internal energy for the array technique, you still don't know how to use it?" Think you can beat me?"

"Hmph, how do you know if you don't try it!" Feng Xiangyue gritted his teeth and replied, with no fear on his face.

Looking at the other party's firm eyes, Ji Qianhuan gritted his teeth without realizing it, "...I hate people like you the most, who think that they can do anything and never waver...it's exactly the same as him... ..."

Feng Xiangyue was puzzled when he heard it, and suddenly felt that Ji Qianhuan's internal strength had increased by two layers, and suddenly his muscles and bones were in pain as if they were about to break, but his footsteps were still as firm as a rock, without moving an inch.

"The weakness of people like you is that you believe too much in yourself. You only care about pursuing what you want, but you forget everything that supports you..." As he spoke, Ji Qianhuan's eyes gradually turned cold, and his expression froze for a moment. As cold as ice, the Zen stick suddenly hit Feng Xiangyue's abdomen with a swirl.

However, before the Zen staff touched Feng Xiangyue, the light of the sword fell like a meteor, and the "Qiang" pattern was between Feng Xiangyue and the Zen staff.Only then did Feng Xiangyue's frozen expression fluctuate, a drop of sweat slid from the corner of his forehead, and he turned his head slightly to see Hua Jiutang standing behind him, with his right hand wrapped around his shoulder and raised, the extremely long sword blade vertically He stepped down, stood in front of himself, and held the Zen stick.

Ji Qianhuan was stunned the moment he saw Hua Jiutang, his eyes widened incredulously, the beard on the human skin mask trembled slightly with the slight trembling of his lips, he hesitated to speak.

"Ji Qianhuan, do you still recognize who I am?"

Hearing that familiar voice, Ji Qianhuan trembled all over his body, bit his lip and subconsciously took a few steps back, "You...it's you..."

In the next moment, Hua Jiutang spun his arm, and the blade of the sword flashed from bottom to top, brushed against Ji Qianhuan's cheek, split the human skin mask in two, and fell to the ground.

As soon as the mask left his cheek, Ji Qianhuan let out a scream, lowered his head to cover his left cheek, gritted his teeth and said, "Hua Jiutang...you bastard!"

Feng Xiangyue was already in shock, and saw that Ji Qianhuan's face on the right side was particularly clear and beautiful, and Liu Ye's eyes were full of resentment and anger, as if full of autumn waters, even though they were full of resentment, they still had a bit of arrogance.

Hua Jiutang jumped lightly, and he landed in front of Ji Qianhuan.Ji Qianhuan was startled, and was about to back away, so Hua Jiutang put his hand on his left wrist, "Qian Huan, you think you understand the weakness and darkness in everyone's heart, but do you really understand yourself?"

All of a sudden, Ji Qianhuan's whole body trembled slightly, and his right hand holding the Zen staff tightened, but it was like a heavy weight had been dropped, and he could not lift it up.

Hua Jiutang's voice suddenly became very low and soft, "In front of me, you don't have to wear a mask, you don't have to pretend to be someone else... All I want to see is the real you."

Ji Qianhuan was stunned for a moment, his left hand trembled unconsciously, and slowly lowered following Hua Jiutang's movements, five or six hideous scars intertwined on the face behind the palm, cutting that half of the face to pieces, it was extremely terrifying.

Hua Jiutang seemed to be seeing the scars on this face for the first time, and couldn't help being stunned.When Ji Qianhuan saw this, there was a trace of hatred on his face, and at the same time, deep sadness.He flung Hua Jiutang away suddenly, his pupils seemed to be shimmering with light, and with a touch of his toes, he swept back and leaped over the wall like a bird.

"Qian Huan!" Hua Jiutang let out a low cry, and caught up without hesitation, as if the only thing left in his eyes was the existence of the other party.Seeing the two disappearing outside the wall, Feng Xiangyue was hesitating whether to follow, but unexpectedly a strong wind blew past his ears, and the touch of the iron was on his shoulders.

On the verge of danger, Feng Xiangyue instinctively leaned back, and saw an iron mace suddenly brushing past her eyes, tearing a gap in the skirt of the shoulders with a "snap".Immediately, an arm suddenly came from behind, taking him into his arms unexpectedly.