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Chapter 1609

Words:1732Update:22/12/19 02:55:57

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Thank you for your monthly tickets. Let's end this together. Thank you again for chasing me all the way to this day, because you have it even harder than me.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng came so quickly that when she crashed into Hsu Fengnian, many of the jianghu people watching from the rooftops seemed to see a purple line stretching from the south of the city to the street of Xiamawei Post Station. The purple line started out faintly and then deepened until it was a thick purple.

This female leader of the jianghu world also caused a great commotion when she flew past a small part of Great Peace City. She flew so quickly that she created a long string of thunder on the rooftops of the tall buildings.

Everyone first saw the purple, then heard the thunder.

Huishan Ziyi on the large plains quickly fell from the roof of a restaurant into the street, heading straight for the black-gold embroidered robe with nine pythons and five claws.

There was a loud bang on the street. With the embroidered robe and Ziyi as the center, the fallen leaves that had not been swept clean in time did not drift to the sides of the street as everyone expected. Instead, they went against common sense and first spun on the ground. Then they were suddenly pulled up and flew towards the two people who had crashed into each other. Then, they instantly turned to dust when they were thirty to forty feet away from the center of the circle. On the street, there was a withered yellow parasol leaf that had just fallen from a high branch that was particularly eye-catching. For some reason, it was not torn apart by the two powerful energies. Instead, it circled around the two people like a yellow butterfly, spinning rapidly and dazzling everyone's eyes. The leaf's spinning was untraceable, but every time it drew a thin arc and gently brushed against the stone pavement on the street, there was the sound of metal clanging!

Inside the restaurant, Li Yibai of the Dongyue Sword Pool had already brought his junior brother and sister to the window. Li Yibai had traveled the jianghu for many years with a sword and was extremely famous. He was not inferior to the first disciple of Qi Jiajie in the capital. Busybodies even gave them a saying that there were two Lis in the North and South Sword Forests. However, Li Yibai knew the depths of the jianghu better than the narrow-minded Li Haoran, so Li Haoran could not compare to him. Li Yibai had asked for three excellent seats to watch the battle from the window, and the people in the restaurant were willing to give him face. After all, it was clear which was more important, to take a few more glances at the Demawei Post House or to do Li Yibai a favor.

The girl in white, Shan Yiyi, pulled on Li Yibai's sleeve and whispered, "Why is the battle so intense? Even if that Xuanyuan woman is slightly better than Qi Jiajie, she can't fight with the King of Beiliang for so long, right? "

Li Yibai had seen the horrifying scene of the young king killing Qi Jiajie in an instant. He knew better than most of the martial arts grandmasters of the Central Plains the terrifying power of Hsu Fengnian. On the way back to Tai 'an City from Liu Shu Town, he and Chai Qingshan had speculated about Hsu Fengnian several times. Both of them thought that even if you reached the Xuan Finger State and had been in this state for ten or twenty years, you might not be able to block one attack from Hsu Fengnian, let alone a second-level master. Hsu Fengnian's martial arts were not only complex but also exquisite. Especially his killing method, it was quite similar to that of Cat Man Han Shengxuan. They were all in a life and death battle. If you were one level lower than me, you would definitely die, and you would die very quickly. It was a matter of life and death in the blink of an eye. However, Li Yibai and Chai Qingshan had different opinions about the result of a Celestial State grandmaster fighting against Hsu Fengnian. Li Yibai didn't believe that there was a Celestial State grandmaster below the Earth Immortal. He didn't believe that such a small group of people would have no power to fight back against Hsu Fengnian.

Li Yibai couldn't see the truth, and he wasn't a person who liked to speak without thinking. He deliberately ignored the dissatisfaction in his junior sister's words towards the alliance master of Liyang Wulin. He shook his head and said, "Alliance Master Xuanyuan is after all a Jianghu prideful person blessed by the heavens. Looking at the whole world, even with Beimang, only she can compete with the King of Beiliang in the speed of martial arts. In the early years, she had already done the magnificent feat of intercepting Wang Xianzhi on the Guangling River. Now that her cultivation has deepened, it's not too strange that she can be in a stalemate with the King of Beiliang. "

After saying these words, Li Yibai's eyes were a little absent-minded. On the street, the purple robe and the python robe were like flood dragons circling around the hill. It was really pleasing to the eye. Li Yibai clearly remembered that the first time he saw Xuanyuan Qingfeng was at the Quicksnow Villa by the Spring God Lake. This purple robe was invincible and looked down on the heroes with an irresistible force. Even Li Yibai felt an inexplicable sense of inferiority. This woman stood alone on the peak of Mount Huishan. Almost all the young talents in Liyang Lake, including Li Yibai, could only look up to her from afar.

In the past two years, the young girl, Shan Yiyi, was tired of hearing nonsensical jianghu rumors about the King of Beiliang and Mount Huishan Purple Robe secretly flirting with each other. Although it was a fact that Hsu Fengnian had given most of the secret manuals in the Tide-listening Pavilion's arsenal to the Moonless House on the Great Snow Plateau, in the heart of a young girl like Shan Yiyi, she did not believe that the King of Beiliang would have any unclear relationship with Xuanyuan Qingfeng. A woman who was always gloomy, even if her martial arts were a little better, her face was a little prettier, and her figure was a little more graceful, she was still not likable.

The young girl in white asked with a smile, "Senior Martial Brother Li, do you think that the King of Beiliang purposely went easy on that woman to prevent her from losing too badly? If she loses all her face in Great Peace City, how can she still be the Wulin Alliance Leader? Isn't that reasonable? "

Song Tinglu rolled her eyes and said, "Master said it himself that Xuanyuan Qingfeng is a true Great Celestial Phenomenon Realm cultivator. His cultivation is not inferior to Xuanyuan Great Pan's, who proved his Dao through strength. This kind of martial artist, whether in terms of physique or state of mind, is not something that ordinary martial arts grandmasters can compare to. Junior Martial Sister, do you really think that Xu is invincible? Our Li Yang still has two grandmasters, Cao Guanzi and the Peach Blossom Sword God. It's one thing to show off in Beiliang, but it's another thing to leave Beiliang! Just wait and see. When Cao Guanzi and Deng Xiaoping make their move, Xu will be beaten back to his original state! "

Chai Qingshan did not stand with the three juniors from the Sword Pool, but he was not as relaxed as Cao Changqing, Chen Zhibao, Wu Jian, and the others. The old man had been closing his eyes and concentrating, carefully capturing the flow of Qi on the street.

Chai Qingshan sighed. In an instant, the grandmaster swordsman's figure disappeared from where he stood. A gust of cool autumn wind seemed to pass by the window. In the next moment, Chai Qingshan was standing on the steps in front of the restaurant.

Behind a window in the inn across the street, the old patriarch of the Wu family's sword tomb, Wu Jian, quickly stretched out a hand from his sleeve. Two of his fingers lightly tapped on the windowsill.

On the side of the street in front of Wu Jian, a blurry curtain of sword Qi had been erected from the top of the building to the end of the street, from the Xiama Wei Inn to the ground. It rippled.

The spectators on this side suddenly felt a chill in their faces, as if they were in a deep lake on a hot summer day.

On the other side of the street, Chai Qingshan lightly stomped his foot. The entire street seemed to tremble violently.

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