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Chapter 2091

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Chu Li shook his head and could not help but sigh.

This Murong Chou was really capable. His ability to make enemies was unparalleled in the world. He actually did such a stupid thing and made his relationship with Lu Qingxue and Qin Mengyun worse. His naivety and inflexibility were unparalleled.

This was also the first time Lu Qingxue had encountered such a hothead. Furthermore, this hothead had a high level of martial arts and caused great damage. The disciples of the Sword Demon Sect were all lawless fellows, so they might really listen to him.

If they really listened to him and crippled the Dancing Butterfly Sect disciples, the consequences would be unpredictable.

The Dancing Butterfly Sect was definitely not a match for the Sword Demon Sect. Moreover, the relationship between the two sects was very good. If they really fought because of this, it would be really troublesome.

"Let's go, Mengyun!" She took a deep breath to suppress her anger and said slowly.

"Yes, Master." Qin Mengyun quickly nodded.

She could see that Master was already angry. If Murong Chou added more fuel to the fire, Master would definitely explode. Master looked cold and aloof, but in fact, he had an extremely violent temper.

Once Master was angered, there would definitely be a storm.

She glanced sideways at Murong Chou and curled her lips with a disdainful expression.

Murong Chou shouted, "Stop!"

Lu Qingxue took a deep breath and turned to look at him.

Murong Chou already had his hand on the hilt of his sword. He said, "I heard that Senior Lu's martial arts is superb and was an outstanding talent back then. Even the Senior Brothers admire you. I would like to learn a thing or two from you!"

"You want to fight me?" Lu Qingxue said lightly.

"Yes." Murong Chou nodded without hesitation. "Please enlighten me!"

"I'm afraid that everyone will say that I'm bullying the weak!" Lu Qingxue shook her head.

Murong Chou said, "I'll explain to everyone!"

"Alright." Lu Qingxue said, "Then draw your sword!"

"Please!" Murong Chou slowly pulled out his sword with a cold glint.

Chu Li saw this and shook his head again.

Murong Chou was really courting death step by step. Each step was extremely firm and left a deep mark that could not be erased.

Putting aside the fact that Qin Mengyun did not like him, even if she did, there was no way out now that things had come to this.

Lu Qingxue said, "Come!"

"Watch my sword!" Murong Chou immediately shook his long sword, and a sharp Sword Qi shot out from the sword, arriving in front of Lu Qingxue at an extremely fast speed.

It was fine if he did not make a move, but once he did, he would not show any mercy. He would go all out, wanting to defeat Lu Qingxue and beat her until she was convinced.

His plan was that Lu Qingxue, as a master, would definitely find a reliable home for her disciple. His martial arts were strong enough to protect Qin Mengyun, and Lu Qingxue would change her mind.

If her disciple were to follow the world's number one swordsman, she would definitely not suffer any grievances. On the contrary, she would be able to enjoy limitless glory. As her master, she would be able to bask in the glory. With such thoughts, she would definitely marry Qin Mengyun to her.

Thinking of this, he became even more excited, and his fighting spirit soared. He wanted nothing more than to defeat Lu Qingxue with a single sword strike.

"Ding … …" The ring of pendant rang out.

The jade pendant on Lu Qingxue's waist lightly swayed. Her figure spun, and although it was only a slight turn, it was incomparably graceful, causing people to involuntarily stare at her. They watched as she leisurely swept past the Sword Qi and arrived in front of Murong Chou, lightly striking his chest with her palm.

Murong Chou's protective Qi seemed to have lost its effect, and he did not react at all, allowing the palm to firmly imprint on his chest.

"Bang!" Murong Chou was sent flying, crashing into a towering ancient tree.

The ancient tree rustled with leaves, and the tree quickly became bare. Then, it rapidly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Murong Chou sat under the roots, leaning against the tree trunk, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Lu Qingxue gracefully stepped in front of Murong Chou, lowering her head to look at him: "Do you really think that you are invincible?"

Murong Chou widened his eyes in disbelief, and looked up unwillingly: "You … …"

"Do you think that you can defeat me because you rarely have a worthy opponent in the martial arts world?" Lu Qingxue frowned, and said faintly: "If you want to take revenge, you should go back and train for a few years. Don't spend all your thoughts on women!"

Murong Chou looked at her blankly, and his face slowly paled.

Lu Qingxue said: "You haven't trained your martial arts properly, and you are already thinking about women. What a joke. With your current martial arts, you are not qualified to snatch women. Mengyun, let's go!"

"Yes, Master!" Qin Mengyun said excitedly.

She disliked Murong Chou very much, and seeing him suffer made her feel extremely happy. She wanted to look up to the sky and cheer, and clap with all her might. But she did not want to be taught a lesson by her Master, so she restrained her frivolous actions.

"What martial arts did you use?" Murong Chou asked unwillingly.

Lu Qingxue said: "Swallow Butterfly Palm."

She said and was about to walk back.

"Wait!" Murong Chou shouted.

He suddenly bent his knees, straightened his body, and quickly poked his chest a few times. With a "Wa" sound, he spat out a mouthful of black blood. His face immediately became rosy, as if he was not injured at all.

Lu Qingxue frowned and looked at him.

Murong Chou placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and snorted: "Again!"

Lu Qingxue said: "Again?"

"Yes, I can defeat you!" Murong Chou said slowly, his expression was solemn, his eyes were bright, and he snorted confidently: "It is only a smokescreen, again!"

"Very good!" Lu Qingxue shook her head: "Then let's try again!"

She lightly flashed, and once again appeared in front of Murong Chou.

"Chi!" Murong Chou closed his eyes, and suddenly thrusted his sword, relying on his senses to not let his eyes be deceived.

Lu Qingxue's feet spun lightly, and she moved forward while sticking close to his sword, and once again lightly hit his chest with her palm.

"Bang!" The slender jade palm print hit his chest, and the Body Fortification Shield flashed past without any hindrance, and Murong Chou flew out with a muffled sound.

"Bang!" He crashed into a towering ancient tree.

Murong Chou's ending was no different from the previous one, and the ancient tree's ending was also different from the previous one. It only let out a muffled sound, and after a few violent tremors, its leaves did not fall.

"Wa!" Murong Chou spat out a mouthful of blood, and then it continuously gushed out, showing no signs of stopping.

Chu Li frowned.

This Lu Qingxue was ruthless, in the previous palm strike, most of the palm energy had leaked to the ancient tree, but this palm strike was forcefully concentrated on Murong Chou's body, and did not leak out.

Not being able to dissipate the palm energy, and forcefully enduring it, this was the most harmful to the body.

Murong Chou stared with his eyes wide: "Good! Good! "

This time, he was finally convinced, he really could not defeat this Lu Qingxue, she was not someone with an undeserved reputation.

Lu Qingxue scoffed: "Now you're convinced?"

"Cough cough cough cough!" Murong Chou violently coughed a few times, and gritted his teeth: "… I will get back at you for this!"

"I'll be waiting!" Lu Qingxue said, and turned to leave.

Chu Li shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This Lu Qingxue's Swallow Butterfly Palm was very powerful, it was very strange, it could really bully the five senses and even intuition, and it was light and agile beyond imagination, no wonder Lu Qingxue had such a great reputation.

He reckoned that if he really fought with her, there might be a battle, but if it was a spar against this Swallow Butterfly Palm, it was really hard to say who would win.

"Miss Lu, you don't have to wait." In the midst of a sigh, a young man slowly appeared from thin air, and stood beside Murong Chou, his clothes white like snow, and his complexion like jade.

Lu Qingxue frowned, turned around, and lightly said: "Dongfang Xiao."

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