"Whoosh —" Murong Qiqi extended her hand and a golden thread appeared in her left hand. There was a small golden bell on the thread. "Since you say so, then don't blame me for being merciless!"
"Thank you for being merciless!" Under the silver mask, a bewitching flower bloomed on the corner of Feng Cang's lips as a curved saber appeared in his hand. What surprised Murong Qiqi was that the silver-masked man wasn't holding the saber straight, but the hilt.
What an expert! Murong Qiqi sneered.
"Master …" Nalan Xin couldn't help but warn Feng Cang after seeing the weapon. The weapon in the red-robed man's hand was too feminine. No one in the pugilistic world had ever used a bell as a weapon.
"Jingle …" Murong Qiqi's left hand hooked onto the golden thread, and the bell jingled along with the night wind. Without waiting for Nalan Xin to finish, Murong Qiqi leaped into the air, stepped on a thin piece of wood, and flew towards Nalan Xin.
One had to admit that the Brilliant Young Noble was an extremely exquisite person. His every movement was filled with beauty. Even with the coldness from her body, it didn't affect him at all.
Feng Cang stood still like a snowy mountain without any signs of panic or wavering. His right hand that was holding the saber was hanging down with the blade pointing upwards. As the wind blew, Feng Cang's hair fluttered, making him look like an immortal that had descended into the mortal world.
"Hmph!"
The closer she got to the silver-masked man, the more Murong Qiqi's sneer became. Just as she was about to reach Feng Cang, Murong Qiqi kicked off the wooden plank and used it to propel herself into the air. The wooden plank sped up towards Feng Cang.
"Whoosh!" Just when the wooden piece was about to reach Feng Cang, Feng Cang suddenly drew his saber and split the wooden piece into two. With a roar, he fought against Murong Qiqi in the air.
"Ding ding ding …" The bell rang and the golden bell appeared on Feng Cang's left. Just as Feng Cang was about to use his saber to slash at the golden thread, he discovered that it was simply unyielding. Even the hundred-year treasure saber in his hand couldn't do anything to it.
"Child's play!"
Right when Feng Cang was retreating, a golden thread appeared in Murong Qiqi's left hand. Like a ray of light, it tore through the air and went straight for Feng Cang's face.
What a vicious move! Feng Cang dodged and a white gust of wind blew past. The golden threads didn't touch him at all. However, Feng Cang could clearly hear the sound of air being cut off by the golden threads. Unexpectedly, this Young Master Guang Hua was not an ordinary person, and his martial arts were actually so good.
However, Murong Qiqi did not give the man any chance to catch his breath. She was unhappy that someone had touched one of her people. Moreover, the other party was dressed in white and had imitated Feng Cang, pretending to be elegant. This made her even more unhappy! In Murong Qiqi's opinion, apart from Feng Cang, no one else in this world was worthy of wearing white.
She already had a grudge with the silver-masked man, and now, she hated him even more.
Ding Ling Ling! As the bell rang, Murong Qiqi attacked with both her hands. The two golden threads were like two beams of golden light that tore through the darkness and shot toward Feng Cang. The two figures, one red and one white, were like two rainbows, crossing each other in the dark sky.
"Boom!" The golden thread landed on the ground, creating a sound that was neither too big nor too small.
How ferocious! Nalan Xin couldn't help but swallow his saliva. To be able to control a thin thread to such an extent, this Young Master Guang Hua was indeed not an ordinary person. It seemed that His Highness had met a well-matched opponent this time!
Young Master Guang Hua's technique reminded Feng Cang of Murong Qiqi. The way that the woman used the red muslin to injure others was just like Young Master Guang Hua. The only difference was that Murong Qiqi used the red muslin, while Young Master Guang Hua used the golden thread.
Could it be that Murong Qiqi learned this technique from Young Master Guang Hua? Watching Young Master Guang Hua brandishing the golden thread, Feng Cang couldn't help but imagine the scene of him teaching Murong Qiqi.
"Master, be careful!"
Just as the golden thread was about to hit the silver mask on Feng Cang's face, Feng Cang let out a loud shout. A thin layer of white light appeared on his body and bounced the golden thread back.
"Return …" Murong Qiqi withdrew the golden thread and looked at the man in white who was shrouded in white light. Heh, no wonder this person is so arrogant. He has the qualifications to do so! He is already a level 8 white qi cultivator. This person cannot be underestimated. It has been a long time since someone with white qi appeared on this continent. Just who is this man in front of me?
This time, it was Murong Qiqi's turn to stand still. Her previous attack was only to probe the silver-masked man's strength. Now that she had forced him to use his ability, Murong Qiqi no longer moved. She only stood in front of Feng Cang, not too far nor too close, just ten meters away.
In a battle between experts, the first to move would be the loser. Feng Cang understood this logic, and so did Murong Qiqi.
At this moment, two powerful air currents revolved around the two of them, forming a shallow vortex. The black-clothed men who were knocked to the ground by Murong Qiqi all stood up and left the scene. They knew that if they were to appear near the two of them now, they would definitely become cannon fodder.
Through the white porcelain mask, Murong Qiqi coldly looked at the silver-masked man in front of her, wanting to solve the confusion in her heart. "I want to ask you something. Why did you touch my people and burn my Treasure Store and Supreme Beauty Store? I have no enmity with you. If you did this, there must be a reason. I want to know. "
Hearing Murong Qiqi say that the Supreme Beauty Store and the Treasure Store were burned, Nalan Xin was stunned. He didn't order his men to do such a thing. He only kidnapped people and left. He didn't do anything excessive. Even when he kidnapped Fang Tong, he didn't use torture. He only used a civilized and peaceful method. What was Murong Qiqi talking about?
"You shouldn't have any thoughts about my woman!" Hearing Young Noble Guang Hua's question, Feng Cang didn't hide anymore and directly said the reason.
The other party's cold words almost made Murong Qiqi vomit blood. She, as a woman, had always been straight. The one she loved was a man, Feng Cang. Since when did the object of her love become a woman?
"There must be a misunderstanding here."
"There is no misunderstanding! My woman has always been secretly concerned about you. Everyone knows about your relationship, and you still dare to deny it? "
Everyone in the pugilistic world said that Young Noble Guang Hua and Poison Fairy were a celestial couple. Everyone knew this, but Young Noble Guang Hua actually denied it. Feng Cang despised the red-clothed man even more, thinking that he was a coward.
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