Legend of the Cultivation God

Chapter 875

Chapter eight hundred and seventy-fifth: Zhang Xiaohua fights the sword to break through the fragrance

Although Meng is far away from Zhang Xiaohua, Meng tried her best, and with the wind, it was this heart-piercing testimonial that was sent to Zhang Xiaohua's ears. When the epee reached out, it avoided the tiger ben, and said with a long smile: "If you have a dream like this, what can you ask for?"

After finishing speaking, he shouted: "Brother Hu, do you dare to take three tricks from me?"

That Hu Ben smiled brightly: "Why be afraid of three moves, why not even thirty moves?"

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua put her hands together, grasping the hilt of the Prajna epee with both hands, floated up, raised the epee over the top, and chopped it straight down with a "huh", what else is there? Moves to speak of?

"Ouch~" Chen Chen in the distance spoke quickly, and cursed with a smile: "This guy is going to play tricks!"

Sure enough, seeing Zhang Xiaohua holding the epee high, Huben groaned inwardly. He didn't have time to make a subtle counterattack, so he quickly grabbed both ends of the cooked copper rod with both hands, raised it high above the top, and set it up to Zhang Xiaohua's heavy sword. sword.

There was a loud sound of "Dang", louder than the sound just now, Hu Ben's arms were numb, the bluestone slab under his feet had been cracked, and Zhang Xiaohua, who was in the air, floated high, "poof" With a sound, a mouthful of blood is spurted out.

But immediately, Zhang Xiaohua adjusted her figure again, still in the same posture just now, chopping Huashan with one force, and then slashing over, Hu Ben wanted to change his moves, but in a hurry, it was too late, besides, he also agreed to pick up Zhang Xiaohua just now The move, although this "strike Huashan with force" is simple, it is still a move after all, right?

"Dang", there was another loud noise, worse than before. At this time, Hu Ben's arms had lost consciousness, the bluestone slabs under his feet had been shattered, and the wrought copper rod as thick as a goose egg in his hand was beaten a little. bending. Looking at Zhang Xiaohua again, she was still the same, with a mouthful of blood spurting out, obviously her injuries were worse than Huben's.

"This guy... is going to die," Hu Ben thought to himself, he didn't realize that he would be more generous with his talent, but he didn't dare to slack off in this head-to-head duel, he only hoped that there would be a flaw in the moves later.

Just as Huben was thinking, Zhang Xiaohua came up with the third move. Zhang Xiaohua knew that if this move didn't work, he would have to solve the mystery by himself. Let's talk next time.

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

"Dang", there was a third loud noise, and there was a "plop", and Huben fell to the ground, the bluestone slabs under his feet had long since shattered, his feet had already sunk into the mountain path, and Huben's hands had already been shattered. The flow of blood, the boiled copper rod was thrown aside by Huben,

It has long been out of shape, and the space has been bent a lot

Zhang Xiaohua was even more miserable, she flew every now and then, and fell off the mountain path, she couldn't stand up, a big mouthful of blood had already dyed her front skirt red.

Huben sat down in the mountain path, took a rest, looked back at Mrs. Jingyi and the others in the distance, pulled out his feet from the mountain path with great effort, and said in a hoarse voice: "Junior Brother Ren, you... are indeed a hero!" Young man, Hu admires it, originally he said he wanted to take three moves from you, but the weapon was blown away by Junior Brother Ren in the third move, and... it was considered ruined, but Junior Brother Ren won this round."

After hesitating for a moment, he said in a low voice again: "Junior Brother Ren and Junior Sister Meng are really talented and beautiful, Humou wishes you all, tsk tsk... Even Humou will be heartbroken if you forcefully break into Yixiang Peak, let alone say goodbye Those female disciples from Xiangfeng... Anyway, I hope your wishes come true."

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

Zhang Xiaohua stood up from the ground a long time ago, after hearing what Hu Ben said, her heart felt hot, she cupped her long sword in her hands, wondering if she should say "thank you".

Seeing Hu Ben walking away, Zhang Xiaohua looked up at the place where Meng was standing, held the epee upside down, and walked slowly over to the genius physicist.

On Yixiang Peak, everyone who watched the excitement was in an uproar, but no, what Huben was guarding was the restriction of Ruijin Palace, Zhang Xiaohua defeated him, and after only a few steps, he entered the range of Mozhen Palace, just a few steps away from Chuang Shangyixiang Peak, 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, and seeing Zhang Xiaohua approaching, her heart became more and more excited.

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

Meng froze for a moment, then glanced at Zhang Xiaohua, and said with a smile: "That's right, my lord, as long as he can live safely, I can do anything, let alone die?"

"Well, that's good, this teaching will fulfill you." Grandmaster Jingyi pointed her hand and said, "Do you know about the cliff of death in Mozu Palace? You go, I will have your corpse brought back and handed over to you." To Ren Xiaoyao, and Ren Xiaoyao? If you die, I will let him live."

"Ah? Really?" Meng was even more overjoyed, and then she turned her head to see Zhang Xiaohua's approaching steps, as well as the vaguely eager eyes, and said with emotion: "Since God arranged for me to meet him, why arrange such an ending ?He is so loyal to me, how could I not give up this life? Xiaohua, I am going, I hope in the next life... I can still meet you, maybe only meeting you is my only purpose in this life"

Mengyou's resentful, resolute gaze seemed to penetrate the space, and she saw Zhang Xiaohua's heart directly. Zhang Xiaohua's heart ached, and she quickened her pace unconsciously.

"Then, the disciple is gone, my lord, I hope you will follow through on what you say."

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

"My lord~" Peacock, Chen Chen, and even Swift spit it out. Although they didn't say anything, the expressions in their eyes showed it clearly.

Mrs. Jing Gang also frowned, and said in a low voice: "My lord, you... really want to do this?"

Master Jingyi waved his hand and said: "I have made up my mind, there is nothing more to say."

Then, he said to Xi Mujun: "Mu Jun, you go to the last level, don't hold back!"

Xi Mujun looked at the back of the dream that had gone away, his eyes were full of hatred, if Zhang Xiaohua hadn't rushed to Yixiang Peak, he would have won the beauty's heart long ago, so he cupped his hands, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and said : "Respect the Lord's Law"

Xi Mujun pulled away and stood in front of Zhang Xiaohua not long after.

Looking at the alchemy disciple he had met before, Xi Mujun couldn't help but sneer: "Ren Xiaoyao, you can really pretend that you want to hide the whole Yixiang Peak. Xi's self-proclaimed sharp eyes are also blinded by you."

Zhang Xiaohua also sneered, secretly said: "It's more than that, 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, even if you call me senior brother, I don't deserve to be called, how can I deceive you?"

Xi Mujun said bitterly: "You are a dead man, and spending more time talking to you is to lower Xi's worth."

As he spoke, he stopped talking nonsense, raised the sword, and flew up, drawing a perfect arc in the air, stabbing at 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 shiny long sword flew from not far away, just like a shining meteor falling down, with the traces of the heavens running faintly between the tracks, Zhang Xiaohua had a feeling , the end point of that trajectory is his forehead, no matter which way he hides, even if he escapes into the ground, the meteor will come as promised and hit his face.

"This... is the real pinnacle of martial arts." Zhang Xiaohua was astonished. With just a simple and understatement of a sword, she interpreted the truth of martial arts so perfectly. Excellent cultivation, and in an instant, Zhang Xiaohua also knew that some people on the mountain road of Yixiang Peak were more or less suspected of being humble

Xi Mujun's sword is just like what Zhang Xiaohua felt, it is a martial arts imitation of the highest state of immortality, this level of martial arts cultivation, if Zhang Xiaohua releases his spiritual sense, dodges, or cracks it, it will not be too difficult. No matter what difficulty, but now, Zhang Xiaohua, who has concealed her spiritual sense and true energy, is not able to deal with it. In fact, thinking about it makes it clear, how many years has Xi Mujun been immersed in martial arts, and how many years has Zhang Xiaohua practiced dream-weaving swordsmanship? If there is no spiritual consciousness to rely on, Zhang Xiaohua is useless except for 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 long as Zhang Xiaohua releases his spiritual consciousness, Master Jingyi will definitely be too aware. What will happen to Xiaohua after being awakened?

Zhang Xiaohua didn't dare to imagine, maybe it was coercion, maybe it was torture to extract a confession, maybe it was... In short, there are many possibilities, of course, there is also the possibility of being shot dead by Mrs. Jingyi on the spot

However, if you don't release your divine sense, you can't dodge Xi Mujun's sword. Of course, it is a dead end. Since it is a dead end, then... maybe there is only one fight

With a thought, Zhang Xiaohua was about to insert her hand into her bosom and take out the dragon binding ring from it.

However, as soon as his hand moved slightly, he felt that Master Jingyi's consciousness immediately fluctuated, as if his attention had shifted to his hand?

Thinking of Meng's expression just now, and Meng's hasty departure, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly came to her senses: "Could it be that the leader...is he testing himself?"

This idea is really unbelievable, without any basis, but Zhang Xiaohua, who has comprehended the hand of cause and effect, is slightly enlightened, and there is a reason why she can't believe it.

"Fight it, anyway, if the leader finds out, there is also the danger of being shot dead directly, so why not take a gamble." Zhang Xiaohua thought, pointing up the epee slightly, as if caught off guard, while his body It is slightly bent down, and the head is retracted in front of the chest as much as possible, and the arm of the left hand is also slightly raised, ready to use the left arm to resist the long sword that will not stagnate...

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