The tall and sturdy Murong Longshui stared fixedly at this guy who had appeared out of nowhere. In Liyang, the Imperial Court clamped down on the discussion, and only a few rumors managed to slip through the net. Therefore, the discussions about the Crown Prince of Beiliang were mostly superficial. They talked about how domineering he was in Great Peace City and how he made enemies with the students of the Imperial College. However, Beimang was completely different. It was precisely because of this guy's trip to Beimang that the world was turned upside down. Murong Longshui and the old enemy with the surname of Yelü were both interested in Liyang because of him, so they personally went down south. No matter what kind of dishonorable and crooked method this person used to kill Raccoon Diwu, Murong Longshui still admired him. If she put herself in his shoes, she believed that if she went up against Tuoba Chunsun, who was protected by two great demons, the Rainbow Python and the Lightning Spear, then she would have a slim chance of survival. Murong Longshui hesitated for a moment and stared at this man of the same age who was tired from traveling and whose lips were chapped. Before a fierce battle that was destined to be a life and death battle, she smiled and threw the tangerine in her hand out. She thought that if this man generously accepted the tangerine and ate it before fighting, it would be a wonderful thing that could accompany drinking in the future. He naturally had a heroic demeanor of not caring about life and death. However, the tangerine had just been thrown into the air when it exploded, splashing juice all over Murong Longshui. Murong Longshui furrowed her thick brows. This Crown Prince of Beiliang was too petty.
A man's Jianghu was mostly black, white, and gray. A woman's Jianghu was filled with many different thoughts. Murong Longshui was no exception.
Yi Youliu saw Murong Longshui suffer and was secretly delighted. His mind was filled with the comical scene of a handsome guy being pressed down by a 200 kg female warrior and beaten into a pig head.
Old Moth was not as carefree as Old Moth. His footsteps were steady and he was not in a hurry. The current situation was no different from a heaven-sent opportunity for the three of them. That Crown Prince was being dragged down by the heavily injured young lady. It would be easier for him to fight the three of them alone.
A willow leapt onto the branch of an orange tree beside him and looked into the distance, ensuring that there were no large groups of cavalry participating in the encirclement. It was better to be safe than sorry in other people's territory.
After Hsu Fengnian landed on the ground, she took a deep breath and ran towards Murong Longshui, who was the closest to her. Along the way, she bypassed several orange trees that were bleak and desolate. Unlike Hsu Fengnian, she was so agile that she crashed into Hsu Fengnian. The two of them instantly collided. Hsu Fengnian pushed Murong Longshui's knee down with one hand and her five fingers were like hooks, slashing at Murong Longshui's thigh fiercely. The moment before the flying swords pierced into Murong Longshui's body, a willow that had been leisurely gathering branches from a distant orange tree finally made its move. It threw branches at Murong Longshui and Murong Longshui, who were in the middle of a fierce battle, accurately blocking the attacks of the flying swords. Murong Longshui crossed her arms to protect her cheeks. The orange tree was shattered inch by inch, and the sky was filled with broken branches. Murong Longshui ignored the bone-piercing pain and rushed over to Murong Longshui's chest. In the blink of an eye, Hsu Fengnian made a decision that would cause both of them to lose. Not only did she not pull back her fists, she planted her feet into the ground, and her fists moved smoothly. Just as all the flying swords were about to pierce into Murong Longshui's body, a willow that had been leisurely gathering branches from a distant orange tree finally made its move. It continuously threw branches at Murong Longshui and Murong Longshui, who were in the middle of a fierce battle, accurately blocking the attacks of the flying swords. Murong Longshui crossed her arms to protect her cheeks. The orange tree was shattered inch by inch, and branches and leaves filled the air. Murong Longshui ignored the bone-piercing pain and rushed over to Murong Longshui's chest. In the blink of an eye, Hsu Fengnian made a decision that would cause both of them to lose. Not only did she not pull back her fists, she planted her feet into the ground, and her fists moved smoothly. Just as all the flying swords were about to pierce into Murong Longshui's body, a willow that had been leisurely gathering branches from a distant orange tree finally made its move. It continuously threw branches at Murong Longshui and Murong Longshui, who were in the middle of a fierce battle, accurately blocking the attacks of the flying swords. Murong Longshui crossed her arms to protect her cheeks. The orange tree was shattered inch by inch, and the sky was filled with broken branches. Murong Longshui ignored the bone-piercing pain and rushed over to Murong Longshui's chest. Hsu Fengnian's fists collided with Murong Longshui's chest. She instantly made a decision that would cause both of them to suffer. loss. Not only did she did not withdraw her fists, but she also realized that the flying swords within ten feet were like locusts.
Hsu Fengnian pointed his forehead downwards and knocked on Hsu Fengnian's head. Murong Longshui's majestic body swung backwards, but his arms were held back by Hsu Fengnian, not giving him a chance to escape. Murong Longshui roared angrily and shook his arms, causing ripples to spread out and shake off the restraints. Hsu Fengnian's ten fingers drew ten bloody grooves on her arms so deep that her bones could be seen. Murong Longshui lowered her head, and her thigh-thick arms quickly wrapped around Hsu Fengnian's shoulders. If anyone saw this, they would mistake it for a lover's warm embrace, and it would be difficult to tell that there was killing intent hidden in all directions. Murong Longshui's body fell backwards, pulling Hsu Fengnian's entire body into the air. He tried to send Hsu Fengnian's head into the mud. Hsu Fengnian's hands gently patted on the wet mud, and in an instant, it was as if fog was rising in spirals. Murong Longshui's attempt to distance herself from Hsu Fengnian, and at the same time, she also wanted to throw herself under the willow's shade. Murong Longshui, who was lying in the snow and mud, let go of her hands. She wanted to get up like a carp and take the initiative earlier than Hsu Fengnian.
Hsu Fengnian, who was originally head-down, instantly flipped her body upside down after that pat. Both of her hands pressed against Murong Longshui's cheeks, and the two of them looked at each other. It was another scene that was brewing under the illusion of warmth. Previously, Murong Longshui had caught a tangerine that Willow had tossed to her and rolled it in his palm. This time, it was exactly the same. Hsu Fengnian seemed to want to treat her head as an orange. Murong Longshui's expression changed drastically, and in an instant, her fists and knees were like a torrential downpour. Ever since she debuted, the extraordinary woman from Beimang, who was known for her close combat skills, actually only wanted to distance herself from Hsu Fengnian. However, no matter how fierce her attacks were, Hsu Fengnian only supported her head and closed the gap between her palms inch by inch. His body remained unmoving, and he received all of Murong Longshui's thunderous attacks.
Willow, who was squatting on a branch in the distance, had an uncertain expression. He still had a handful of tangerine branches in his hand, and seemed to be weighing the pros and cons. He did not immediately help the woman who was in danger.
Previously, Old Moth had taken advantage of the gap to stretch his arms and wander around the tangerine forest, and no one knew what he was writing. Old Spider Web was obviously more careful than Willow, who was watching the fire from the other side of the river. He kicked down an orange tree and stabbed it towards Hsu Fengnian's back. Murong Longshui, who did not dare to hold back, used all of his strength to punch Old Spider Web's chest. Coincidentally, the tangerine tree stabbed into his back. The punch and the tree pulled each other together, and according to common sense, even if Old Spider Web's body was like a diamond, his heart would be smashed and he would die on the spot. After Old Moth kicked out, he turned his head and glared at Willow. Willow rolled his eyes and swept to the side of Hsu Fengnian and Murong Longshui.
However, Hsu Fengnian was unexpectedly unscathed. He finally took a step back and was willing to let go of Murong Longshui's big head. His hands slid down and held her cheeks up. Murong Longshui, whose body was full of Qi, was lifted off the ground. Hsu Fengnian "slowly" walked to her side and swept a leg across the Beimang Commandery Princess's abdomen. Her tall and sturdy body bent in a deformed arc in the air and then shot towards Willow, who had rushed over to rescue her. Willow ignored the Commandery Princess's precious body and fell rapidly. At the same time, Old Moth put his thumb and index finger together and drew an inexplicable straight line in front of him. No less than a hundred tangerine trees were uprooted and thrown at the lone Hsu Fengnian, and then exploded in the air. Willow's mouth curled up and his ten fingers played the strings.
He was full of Sword Qi.
The chaotic Sword Qi overflowed between heaven and earth like the Milky Way flowing in reverse, forming a cage with nowhere to hide.
Hsu Fengnian stepped out and bent his knees slightly. It was as if he was carrying a cauldron on his shoulders. His hands lifted up into the air.
With him as the center, the ground of hundreds of feet was lifted up. A rising curtain of mud faced the torrential Sword Qi that poured down in torrents.
It was like an umbrella blocking the rain.
Willow held a branch with both hands and coincidentally stabbed down at the center of the umbrella above Hsu Fengnian's head.
Making use of the opportunity, Willow's shade.
Hsu Fengnian looked up indifferently and stared straight at the famous killer of Beimang.
Willow guessed that the situation was strange and immediately stopped his attack. He would rather give up the rare opportunity than risk his life.
However, just as Willow withdrew his sword, he clearly saw a scheming smile appear at the corner of that guy's mouth. In an instant, Willow stabbed down again based on intuition.
When the branch in his hand touched the space between Hsu Fengnian's eyebrows, Willow's heart calmed down.
The branch had already pierced half a fingernail into the space between his eyebrows. Willow's eyes were sinister and wild with joy.
The two of them were only a few feet apart, but the branch suddenly could not move forward at all. Willow did not lose his composure and wanted to withdraw his branch.
However, a person in a red robe stepped on his back fiercely.
Hsu Fengnian's fingers touched each other and pierced Willow's chest. Then, he "gently" tore outwards.
Willow's corpse was torn apart in the air.
A large pool of blood splattered on Hsu Fengnian's face.
Hsu Fengnian was still expressionless and did not say anything. He only shook his wrists and silently shook off the blood on his hands. He looked at the two remaining Beimang masters in the Orange Garden.
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