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"Shishi, come and tell them my answer."

Shishi smiled sweetly when she heard the words, first she rubbed Fu Zhenhong's cool fingertips affectionately with her delicate cheeks, then changed her expression, a throwing knife flew from her sleeve, almost like a thunderbolt He attacked Yu Jue at a speed that was too fast to cover his ears.

Looking at the sharp weapon that shot straight at the center of her eyebrows, Yu Jue didn't show any panic on her face, and she didn't even blink her eyes.

In the next second, there was a "bang!", and the sharp weapon collided with a sharp knife point, making a very crisp sound.

Yujue's bodyguards blocked Shishi's sudden attack.These two dead men were like an indestructible city wall, protecting Yu Jue from all possible dangers.

Yu Jue glanced at the flying knife that fell on the ground. After picking up the flying knife, he lowered his eyes slightly, touched the tip of it with his fingertips casually, and said in a leisurely manner: "It seems that today It's really a pity that Dongfang Hierarch has no way to come to my mansion to attend the appointment properly."

Although he said so, Yu Jue didn't show any regrets on his face, and the next second he sat back to his seat with great interest, as if he was a spectator preparing to watch the battle.

Seeing this, the martial arts people below knew that Yu Jue was not planning to interfere in their battle with Dongfang Bubai. Zuo Lengchan twitched his lips, drew out his long sword, and pointed the tip of the sword in the direction where Fu Zhenhong was. , "Everyone, we will work together to defeat this devil today! Return the martial arts to a clean and peaceful place!"

"Everyone, go!" The disciples of the Songshan School echoed full of vindictiveness, and their loud and passionate voice instantly ignited everyone's fighting spirit.

So a martial arts duel led by the Songshan faction to defeat the demon Dongfang Bubai kicked off.

Fu Zhenhong looked at these people rushing towards him from all directions, and sneered: "Overreaching." He originally planned to kill some traitors today, but these people rushed to die, he Naturally, you won't be polite.

As for being merciful, these words never existed in his Dongfang Bubai dictionary.To be kind to an enemy who wants to kill you is to be cruel to yourself.

Since these people came to die on their own initiative, don't blame him for being cruel.Fu Zhenhong's eyes froze, and with a dodge, he dodged a flying knife and stood in midair.White clouds fluttered in the blue sky. In the blend of white and blue, Fu Zhenhong's red dress fluttered with the wind.

His internal strength is profound, and the Sunflower Book has reached the point of perfection. Under the joint attack of everyone with all their strength, Fu Zhenhong's speed was as fast as lightning, like a red afterimage shuttled among the crowd, the red ghost ghost , like the god of death harvesting human lives, where the red light flashed, there was a corpse on the ground.

What was supposed to be a good martial arts conference has turned into a superficial duel between good and evil. The so-called righteous side is Wuyue and many other sects, while the evil side is only Fu Zhenhong, Chen Yu and Shi Shisan. personal.

A strong smell of blood wafted into the air, and there were more and more corpses on the ground. Every time Fu Zhenhong attacked, he was killed by one move, and he was not even stained with blood.

However, his red figure is so bright, this color is redder than the blood flowing on the ground.

Linghu Chong's eyes followed Fu Zhenhong's figure all the time, and he restrained his sword hilt with all his strength. He stood still, did not move, and did not step forward to besiege Fu Zhenhong like the others. The leader of the Demon Cult that everyone hates.

His expression was cold and hard, his brows were tightly frowned, and he was struggling between being superior and not being superior. Reason told him that he was the senior brother of the Huashan School in Wuyueli, and he should do his part to eradicate the scourge of martial arts.But there was another voice in his heart saying, do you really have to do it, are you really willing to be an enemy of Dongfang Bubai?You should know best that the distinction between good and evil is just a unilateral definition of some sanctimonious hypocrite.

It is undeniable that Dongfang Bubai's every move is so neat and cruel that it is cruel, but Linghu Chong also knows very well that if Dongfang Bubai keeps his hands, the result will not be these people's retreat, but a more ruthless assassination .

"Senior brother..." Yue Lingshan stood beside Linghu Chong with a worried expression on her face. She was not interested in crusade against the leader of the Demon Cult. Right now, I just want to stay by Eldest Brother's side.

On the Huashan faction side, Yue Buqun, the leader of the Huashan faction, did not come to the martial arts conference this time because of some affairs in the faction, so the Huashan faction was headed by Linghu Chong.

And because Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan didn't join the crusade, the other juniors naturally didn't move either.

Also, Master Qingji, who represented Shaolin, also did not make a move.Standing not far from Linghu Chong in a white monk's robe, looking at the shadows of swords and swords in front of him, the smell of blood wafting in the air made him frown, but other than frowning because it was a little pungent, he didn't want to plan to join.

It is said that Buddhism is merciful, and Qingji also has a kind of tranquility away from the world that has been waiting for a long time beside the ancient Qingdeng Buddha.

But in such a scene, for those corpses on the ground, there was no trace of mourning or sympathy in the quiet eyes, as if these had nothing to do with him, he was like a spectator who stayed out of the matter.

And his unique temperament was so conspicuous in the crowd that Fu Zhenhong couldn't help but glance at him.

Qing Ji also seemed to feel something, and looked towards Fu Zhenhong.The moment the two looked at each other in the air, Fu Zhenhong caught a different emotion from the monk's eyes.

However, this emotion dissipated too quickly, before Fu Zhenhong had time to explore it too much, it was completely hidden by the person involved.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, it was rare for her to be interested in someone other than the target of the raid.

As for the Songshan School, Zuo Lengchan took advantage of the gap between Fu Zhenhong and Qingji's gaze, and came to Fu Zhenhong in a flash. The sudden and sharp moves broke Fu Zhenhong's hamstring.

Fu Zhenhong dodged quickly, and stepped on the tip of the sword with her toes. At the same time, with her internal force, she turned back in mid-air. The next second, a long needle shot out from his fingertips, hitting the cold and hard ground with a "bang". on the edge of the sword.

Fu Zhenhong raised his arm, turned his body slightly, and his horizontal wrist moved back with the deviation of his body. The red embroidery thread on his fingertips seemed fragile, but in fact it was indestructible. The long red embroidery thread was in his hand. The top is like a magic weapon, and the other end is connected to an embroidery needle.

The sharp and slender embroidery needle firmly pressed against Zuo Lengchan's tip, and the embroidery thread was also wrapped around the opponent's sword.

Zuo Lengchan's expression darkened, and he quickly turned his internal force to try to get rid of the bondage, but no matter how hard he tried, his long sword was still controlled by Dongfang Bubai, and he couldn't move a single bit.

"You..." Zuo Lengchan was terrified, obviously not long ago he had fought against Dongfang Bubai, and the strength shown by the opponent at that time was not as terrifying as it is now.

However, in just a few days, Dongfang Bubai's strength has reached such an unfathomable level. What happened in these few days?

Fu Zhenhong could see his doubts from Zuo Lengchan's eyes. Now that he has completed all the Sunflower Books, there are very few people in the world who can be his opponents, and Zuo Lengchan is far from qualified.

While thinking about it, Fu Zhenhong didn't bother to deal with Zuo Lengchan any longer. He flipped his fingertips, raised his little finger slightly, and used the embroidery thread as a medium to directly exert power. Jumping to the left Lengchan in the embroidery thread.

Before Zuo Lengchan had time to react, his wrist felt pain, and the slender embroidery needle pierced his tendon directly, breaking his tendon.

"Plop!" With a sound, the long sword fell to the ground, Zuo Lengchan clutched his wrist and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Seeing Zuo Lengchan's distressed appearance, Fu Zhenhong somewhat admired his ability to pretend. Even so, she was able to hold back the instinctive screams brought about by the intense pain.

Fu Zhenhong retracted the long needle, took out a handkerchief and wiped off the blood on the needle, her slow movements sent chills down the spine of the others.

A group of people who were originally full of fighting spirit have begun to be a little timid, and the gap in strength has made their blood in the arena fade a lot.

"You...do you want to continue?" Fu Zhenhong lifted her chin slightly and looked down at these people.

No one answered Fu Zhenhong's question, but many people were stepping back step by step.

Seeing this, Chen Yu sneered, and sat back in front of the carriage again.And Shishi came to Fu Zhenhong's side, but she was injured, her body was stained with some blood, and her clothes were a little messy due to the fight, so she didn't cuddle up to Fu Zhenhong like before.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at the corpses on the ground, seeing that all the traitors that should be cleaned up were almost cleaned up, so she turned her gaze to Zuo Tianyi who was supporting Zuo Lengchan.

"Boy, it's your turn." Fu Zhenhong said.

A few simple words made Zuo Tianyi's face pale, and he didn't bother to support Zuo Lengchan anymore, and stepped back with a look of horror. His strength was indeed considered top-notch among his peers, but he was not as good as Dongfang Bubai. Compared, it is like an ant and a big tree.

escape!Must escape!

This was the only thing that appeared in Zuo Tianyi's mind.

However, the gap in strength doomed how stupid and ridiculous his attempt to escape was.

He only moved a few steps before he was grabbed by the back of his neck and lifted up. By the time he realized it, his internal energy had been sealed and his hands had been tied with ropes.

The carriage started to move under Chen Yu's driving, and the copper bell rang again. It was obviously a pleasant and clear sound, but in the eyes of everyone, it was like the melody of hell Shura harvesting life.

Fu Zhenhong and Shishi sat back in the luxurious carriage, while Zuo Tianyi was tied to the back of the carriage, dragged and passively ran forward with the carriage.

"...Sun Moon God Sect...waiting for your visit at any time...don't be afraid of death...just come..." Fu Zhenhong's voice came from the carriage, mixed with the voice of internal force, it was as ethereal as a voice transmitted thousands of miles away , and somewhat ghostly and cold, after every word falls, there is an echo, lingering.

As for Linghu Chong, seeing the carriage getting further and further away, he finally couldn't help it, and ran after him.

"Brother!" Yue Lingshan shouted behind Linghu Chong, but Linghu Chong turned a deaf ear.