Chapter 875 Zhang Xiaohua Wields a Sword to Break Into the Old Fragrance (13)

Chapter 875: Zhang Xiaohua fights for the lost fragrance with sword

Although Meng was a little far away from Zhang Xiaohua, Meng tried her best and had a favorable wind. It was this heart-wrenching speech that was sent to Zhang Xiaohua's ears. After Zhang Xiaohua heard it, she felt a surge of pride arise spontaneously. Prajna's heavy sword tried to avoid the tiger, and he said with a long smile: "I have a dream like this, what else can I ask for?"

After speaking, he shouted: "Brother Tiger, do you dare to accept my three moves?"

The tiger laughed heartily: "Why be afraid of three moves? What's the point of thirty moves?"

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua put her hands together and grabbed the hilt of the Prajna epee with both hands. She floated up, raised the epee high above her head, and slashed it straight down with a "whoosh". There was nothing else. Any moves?

"Ouch~" Chen Chen in the distance spoke quickly and scolded with a smile: "This guy is going to cheat."

Sure enough, when he saw Zhang Xiaohua lifting the sword high, Huben also screamed secretly. He didn't have time to make a subtle reply, so he quickly grabbed the two ends of the cooked copper rod with both hands, raised it high above his head, and held it towards Zhang Xiaohua's heavy look. sword.

"Dang" there was a loud noise, louder than the one just now. Huben's arms were numb, the bluestone slab under his feet had cracked, and Zhang Xiaohua's figure floated high in the air, "Poof" With a bang, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

But immediately, Zhang Xiaohua adjusted his body shape again, still in the same posture just now, slashed Huashan with one force, and then slashed at him again. Hu Ben wanted to change his moves, but in his hurry, it was too late. Besides, he had also promised to pick up Zhang Xiaohua's attack just now. The move, "Splitting Huashan Mountain with Power" is simple, but it is still a move after all.

"Dang", there was another loud noise, even louder than before. At this time, Hu Ben's arms had lost consciousness, the bluestone slab under his feet had been shattered, and the cooked copper rod as thick as an goose egg in his hand was actually a little beaten. bending. Looking at Zhang Xiaohua again, she was still in the same condition, with a mouthful of blood spurting out. It was obvious that her injury was more serious than that of Huben.

"This guy... is about to sink his boat," Huben secretly thought in his heart. Unexpectedly, he was more cherishing his talents. However, he did not dare to slack off in this head-to-head duel. He only hoped that he would find a flaw in his moves in a while.

While Huben was thinking, Zhang Xiaohua's third move came again. Zhang Xiaohua knew that if this move didn't work again, he would have to solve the mystery by himself, so he prepared to use the wind control technique to get to Meng's side and drag Meng first. Let’s talk about it later.

So, he took a deep breath, not daring to use his true energy, and tried his best to chop down.

"Dang", the third loud noise, "plop", Huben fell to the ground, the bluestone under his feet had long been shattered, his feet had fallen into the mountain road, and Huben's hands had long been shattered by the jaws of the tiger's mouth. Amidst the flow of blood, the cooked copper rod was thrown aside by Huben. It was already in shape, and the middle was bent a lot.

Zhang Xiaohua is even more miserable,

He flew away and fell out of the mountain road. He couldn't stand up. A large mouthful of blood had already dyed his front red.

Huben sat down on the mountain path, took a rest, looked back at Master Jingyi and others in the distance, struggled to pull out his feet from the mountain path, and said in a hoarse voice: "Junior Brother Ren, you... are indeed a hero. Young man, Hu is impressed. He originally said that he would take three moves from you, but the weapon in the third move was knocked away by Junior Brother Ren, and... it was destroyed. Junior Brother Ren won this game. "

After a moment of hesitation, he whispered again: "Junior Brother Ren and Junior Sister Meng are indeed talented and handsome. Mr. Hu wishes you all the best, tsk tsk... Your act of forcibly breaking into Yixiang Peak is even heartbreaking for Mr. Hu, let alone Yi." Those female disciples at Xiangfeng... Anyway, I hope your wishes will come true."

As he spoke, he stood up with difficulty, picked up the twisted wrought copper rod from the ground, shook his head, threw it aside, and staggered away.

Zhang Xiaohua had already stood up from the ground. After listening to Huben's words, she felt her heart heat up. She cupped her long sword in her hands, wondering if she should say "thank you".

Seeing Huben walking away, Zhang Xiaohua looked up at where Meng was standing, picked up the heavy sword, and walked over slowly.

On the Yixiang Peak, everyone watching the excitement was in an uproar. However, what Huben was guarding was the restricted area of ​​the Ruijin Palace. Zhang Xiaohua defeated him. After only a few steps, he entered the scope of Mo Xiang Palace and was within a short distance of breaking into the Yixiang Palace. The peak is only one step away

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua did not lose her life, Meng was a little overjoyed, but seeing the blood on Zhang Xiaohua's mouth and pale face, Meng was heartbroken. Seeing Zhang Xiaohua approaching, her heart became more and more excited.

At this time, Master Jingyi's cold voice was heard: "Zixia, did you just say you were willing to die for Ren Xiaoyao?"

Meng was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Zhang Xiaohua and said with a smile: "That's right, Master Cult Master, as long as he can live safely, I can do whatever I ask, let alone death?"

"Well, that's good, this religion will help you." Master Jingyi pointed her hand and said: "Do you know about the cliff of love over there at Mo Yan Palace? Go ahead, I will have your body brought back and handed over to you. To Ren Xiaoyao, if you die, I will let him live."

"Ah? Really?" Meng was even more overjoyed, and then turned to look at Zhang Xiaohua's walking pace, with vaguely eager eyes, and sighed in her heart: "Since God arranged for me to meet him, why did he arrange for such an ending? ? He is so loyal to me, how can I not give up this life? Xiaohua, I am going, I hope that I can still meet you in the next life, maybe only meeting you is my only purpose in this life."

Meng's resentful and resolute gaze seemed to penetrate the space, directly looking into Zhang Xiaohua's heart. Zhang Xiaohua felt a pain in her heart and speeded up her pace unconsciously.

"Then, the disciple is gone. Master, I hope you will practice what you say."

After Meng finished speaking, he looked at everyone, turned around quietly, and headed in one direction.

"Master Cult Leader~" Peacock, Chen Chen, and even Yu Yan spat out. Although they didn't say anything, the look in their eyes was clearly revealed.

Master Jinggang also frowned and whispered: "Master Cult Leader, you...really want to do this?"

Master Jingyi waved her hands and said: "I have made up my mind, I have nothing more to say."

Then, he said to Xi Mujun: "Mujun, you go to the last level, don't hold anything back."

Xi Mujun looked at the back of Meng who had gone away, his eyes full of hatred. If Zhang Xiaohua hadn't rushed to Yixiang Peak, he would have won the beauty's heart long ago, so he raised his hand and drew out the long sword from his waist, saying : "Respect the teachings of the leader"

Xi Mujun pulled away and soon stood in front of Zhang Xiaohua.

Looking at the alchemy disciple he had met before, Xi Mujun sneered: "Ren Xiaoyao, you are really good at pretending. You actually want to hide the entire Yixiang Peak. Xi Mou claims to have sharp eyes, but he was deceived by you."

Zhang Xiaohua also sneered and said secretly: "That's not all, it's just to keep you all in the dark."

But he said with a smile: "How dare you, but you are a disciple of Ruijin Palace. I don't deserve to be called senior brother, so how can I deceive you?"

Xi Mujun said bitterly: "You are a dead person. If I waste words with you, I will lower Xi's worth."

As he spoke, he stopped talking nonsense, raised his sword, flew into the air, drew a perfect arc in the air, and stabbed Zhang Xiaohua's forehead. This sword move seemed very simple, but in Zhang Xiaohua's eyes But it was terrifying. A sense of powerlessness suddenly rose from the bottom of Zhang Xiaohua's heart. The shining long sword flew from not far away, just like a shining meteor sliding down. There was a faint trajectory of heaven's movement in the trajectory. Zhang Xiaohua had a feeling. , the end point of the trajectory is his forehead. No matter which way he hides, even if he escapes underground, the meteor will come as promised and hit his face.

"This... is the true pinnacle of martial arts." Zhang Xiaohua was horrified. With just one simple sword and an understated sword, he could interpret the ideals of martial arts so perfectly. Only the disciples of Ruijin Palace could do this. Outstanding cultivation level, and in an instant, Zhang Xiaohua also knew that some of the people on the Yixiang Peak mountain road were more or less suspected of being humble.

Xi Mujun's sword, just as Zhang Xiaohua felt, was the highest level of martial arts imitating the immortal way. With this kind of martial arts cultivation, if Zhang Xiaohua let go of his spiritual consciousness, dodge it, or break it, it would not be possible. It is not a difficult task, but now, it is not something that Zhang Xiaohua can deal with after hiding his spiritual consciousness and true energy. In fact, if you think about it, you will understand how many years Xi Mujun has been immersed in martial arts, and how many years has Zhang Xiaohua practiced the dream-weaving sword technique? Without spiritual consciousness to rely on, Zhang Xiaohua would be useless except for her strength.

In the blink of an eye, the meteor fell in front of Zhang Xiaohua's forehead, but the leader's spiritual consciousness still shrouded the scene. Needless to say, as soon as Zhang Xiaohua released his spiritual consciousness, Master Jingyi would definitely notice it. What will happen to Xiaohua after she is discovered?

Zhang Xiaohua herself couldn't imagine it. Maybe it was coercion or inducement, maybe it was torture to extract a confession, maybe... In short, there are many possibilities, and of course there is also the possibility of being shot dead on the spot by Master Jingyi.

However, if he does not release his spiritual consciousness, he will definitely not be able to dodge Xi Mujun's sword. Of course, it will be a dead end. Since it is a dead end, then... maybe there is only one way to fight.

With a thought in her mind, Zhang Xiaohua prepared to insert her hand into her arms and take out the dragon-binding ring.

However, as soon as his hand moved slightly, he felt Master Jingyi's consciousness immediately fluctuate, as if her attention was transferred to his hand?

Thinking of Meng's expression just now and Meng's hurried departure, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly realized: "Could the leader of the church... be testing himself?"

This idea is really unbelievable and has no basis. However, Zhang Xiaohua, who has experienced the hand of cause and effect, is slightly enlightened and has an indescribable reason to believe it.

"Let's fight. Anyway, if the leader finds out, there is a risk of being killed directly, so why not take a gamble." Zhang Xiaohua thought, pointing the epee slightly upward, as if he was caught off guard, while his body He bent down slightly, keeping his head in front of his chest as much as possible, and raised his left arm slightly, getting ready to use his left arm to resist the long sword that would not stop...

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