Li Muchan looked coldly at Zhuo Huifan, a woman who fulfilled her dreams and ruined her own life, and couldn't help saying coldly, "It's you? How do you know I'm here?"
Zhuo Huifan snorted coldly, and said softly: "Mr. Sword God forgot, this is Qifeng Mountain after all, so what can you hide from me, Zhuo Huifan?"
Li Muchan went to the back mountain to meet Master Dingyi, and indeed he couldn't hide it from her.
Looking at this peerless beauty, Li Muchan felt only loathing and desolation in his heart. Every gesture of this woman showed her femininity, which made people feel pity. But he did know that her character was so strong that it made people People are afraid, good at forbearance and calculation, his ruthlessness makes even Li Muchan speechless and ashamed of himself.
"You and I, it's been a long time..." Zhuo Huifan sighed, frowning.
"To see or not to see, what's the point?" Li Muchan said coldly, "Back then, you and I cooperated and each got what he needed. You sat on the position of the master of Fengyi Pavilion, and I married Huiru into Yijian Villa. This matter is guaranteed. , you and I have nothing to do with each other, and you threatened the truth later, and I have been the blade in your hands for decades. Now that Huiru has gone away and the truth has been revealed, what do you think? What bargaining chips do you have in your hand? I sacrifice my life for you?"
"You and I have known each other for decades, don't you feel any nostalgia?" Zhuo Huifan asked.
"Shut up!" Li Muchan said disgustedly: "If you hadn't forced me so hard, how could the matter have been revealed, and how could Ning Huiru have left me..."
"But a woman, compared to your status as a sword god, is she really so important? For her, you have messed up your sword heart, and your martial arts have not advanced but retreated for decades. Don't you hate her?"
Li Muchan looked indifferently, turned around and said, "Don't think that I can't kill you because I've retreated a lot in martial arts!"
Zhuo Huifan froze, his tone softened, and he said slowly: "For so many years, you only have one Ning Huiru in your eyes, don't you...you don't understand my intention?"
Li Muchan sneered, and said in a deep voice: "Put away your tricks, I'm not Bai Yulou, the 'Xuanhua Master', you Zhuo Huifan only have power in your eyes, how can a man fall into your eyes?"
Zhuo Huifan's eyes darkened, and he said calmly: "As expected of decades of friendship... You can't find Senior Sister Ning in Qifeng Mountain. Although this is the place where she was born, it is not her home in her heart. My home is elsewhere... ”
Li Muchan turned around blankly, and asked excitedly, "Do you know where she went?"
"If it was Senior Sister, she would probably go to that place." Zhuo Huifan smiled wryly, "After all, she was Senior Sister Ning's favorite Junior Sister back then. How could I not know what Senior Sister is thinking..."
"Where? Where is she?" Li Muchan said anxiously: "You tell me her location, I will kill for you, who do you want to kill? I can do it for you!"
Zhuo Huifan's voice formed a thread, his lips parted lightly, and he passed a few words into Li Muchan's ears. Li Muchan immediately showed a look of surprise and bewilderment.
"Go. This is the end of our decades of friendship. It's the only thing I can do for you. There is no need to exchange anything..." Zhuo Huifan said lifelessly.
Li Muchan glanced at her in surprise, obviously he did not expect Zhuo Huifan, who is good at calculating, to say such words, although he guessed in his heart that there would be some conspiracy, but for his beloved wife, Li Muchan would never hesitate, nodded, and resolutely went down the mountain.
Zhuo Huifan watched Li Muchan's figure disappear into the mountains, his cold and proud figure suddenly softened, and the whole person became silent in an instant, no longer had the posture of a strong woman before, sighed slightly, and muttered to himself: : "When you made the oath back then, if you had chosen me instead of Senior Sister Ning... the whole world would be different now..."
Taking a deep breath, the hazy look in Zhuo Huifan's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he changed back to the Fengyi Pavilion Master who could control everything again, and said coldly: "Li Muchan, your use value is to finally find the martial arts and resist Luo Po Enemy Yitu, whoever messes with your heart, will definitely make you regain your sword heart... Fight for me for the last time."
Turning around and leaving, there was no one on Yingshou Mountain.
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Zhan Yu sat alone on the roof, looking at the bright moon in the sky, feeling restless.
Earlier, if he was willing to disregard the rules of the world and join the duel, it would be extremely dangerous, and Zhu Daxia was very dissatisfied, but at least there is a great chance that Zhu Daxia will survive, instead of lying cold in the coffin at this time.
Sighing lightly, Zhan Yu, who was extremely regretful, got up and wanted to take a walk around to relax, when suddenly he heard the door opening in the back hall, and at the same time Huyan Yunzhu and Gui Biesheng came out.
"What happened to Master Zhu this time, I feel very distressed..." Huyan Yunzhu's words reached Zhan Yu's ears, which made him feel the same, "Do you think we are too rigid in following the rules of the world? If we make a move, Master Zhu will Wouldn't it be dead?"
"You can pull it down!" Gui Biesheng snorted coldly, and said: "As far as our skill is concerned, going up is free, not only Zhu Daxia may not survive, but we also have to confess..."
"But Zhu Daxia just disappeared, I'm really sorry, I always want to do something..."
"The most important thing for us now is not to cause trouble for the old man. The contest between the masters of the backer's palace and Bai Dao is approaching. The old man and the others are also preparing for action. We can cooperate with all our strength. But I think we can get rid of Li Mo There is one thing that must be resolved before the introduction..."
Huyan Yunzhu was taken aback, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"A hostage!" Gui Biesheng rolled his eyes and said, "It's that young master from the Feng family, the one who was taken away is called Feng Wufei!"
"The wind also flies!?"
"Yes, that's him!" Gui Biesheng said: "You can only let go after saving the hostages, otherwise you will always feel like being led by the nose, and you don't dare to kill, what if you threaten the safety of the hostages? "
"Yes, yes, you are right!"
Gui Biesheng's words fell into Zhan Yu's ears, and his eyes brightened.
Indeed!
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Yin Jiuyou felt very uncomfortable when the backer king took the sword and handed it to Feng Yifei. With his status as the suzerain of the Demon Sect, what he said was undeniable. The look he saw in his eyes displeased him. However, he was extremely gloomy, and he couldn't see it at all on the surface.
Everyone looked at Feng Yifei curiously, and they all wanted to hear what the young man who was admired by Li Moyin and the King of the Mountain had to say, so as to judge whether the expert behind him was really a master swordsmith.
Feng Yifei took the long sword and carefully judged it. The way he looked at it was extremely strange. He raised it up and lowered it, and kept flicking the sword with his fingers, making metallic sounds with unvoiced aftertaste, which was very pleasant to hear.
Everyone stared at him to see what he had to say.
Feng Yifei didn't show any expression on his face, he suddenly held Jianping to his chest and looked up at the sky.
Everyone didn't know what was going on with him, Feng Yifei showed a thoughtful look, then he let out a long sigh, followed by a sneer again and again, his voice was faintly trembling, making people know that he was also a congenital level master.
Feng Yifei raised his head and said: "Old Grandfather, Old Grandfather, you have expected this. That man's method of forging swords is indeed so. It's really embarrassing for him to be so daring despite being an outstanding man!"
These few words made no sense, and everyone was puzzled. Li Moyin and Backer Mountain King knew that he was a man of knowledge, and they must have seen something wrong with the sword, and at the same time, the person he despises was most likely Zhangqiu Taiyan who made the sword.
Zhu Shengbei wondered: "Young Xia Feng, did you find anything special?"
Feng Yifei's eyes flashed, he threw the sword in his hand coldly, thrust it in front of him with a clang, and said to the backer king indifferently: "My lord, if you are willing to believe what I say next, it's better to use this sword sparingly, otherwise It is too worthless to lose your life because of it in the future!"
This move aroused great dissatisfaction among the crowd, "Seven Star Hand" Tao Wu said: "Young Xia Feng hasn't said what's in his heart, how can he jump to conclusions on this?"
Yin Jiuyou's misty and cold voice said: "I'm afraid he is ignorant and incompetent, and pretends to be shocking?"
The others also nodded frequently, the sharpness of this sword is obvious to all, even Li Moyin and Guizong suzerain thought it was a precious sword, why did it become worthless in Feng Yifei's mouth
The backer king was also a little unclear, so he really thought that the young man was a bit alarmist, so he asked patiently: "Why didn't Young Xia Feng clearly remind me, why did this king die with this sword?"
Feng Yifei polished his language a bit, and said: "You may not believe it. Although the casting method of this sword uses precious materials, it lacks aura and cannot form a sword. It can only be regarded as an inferior product. In order to make up for this deficiency , the person who made the sword used the taboo technique in the sword casting method to give birth to a sharp and murderous sword. The hostility of the sword, the sword secretly damages the anger of the person using the sword, and causes internal damage. After a long time of use, the sword looks intact, but it will inevitably destroy itself. If the person using the sword is unprepared, there will be death or injury. This, is A fierce sword!"
"Nonsense."
"False, fallacious..."
"There are only good and bad swords, where is the bad luck? I really don't know what to say, don't know what to say..."
As soon as Feng Yifei said this, everyone present immediately looked down upon him and ridiculed him continuously.
The "backer king" Huangfu Shouzhuo was also dissatisfied. Even if the sword he bought with a lot of money was not a magic weapon, it would be too much to be called a "fierce sword". Could it be that he has no vision? I was about to get angry, but accidentally saw Li Moyin next to him move his expression and fell into silence, and then looked at the "Demon Monk" Wuyuan who was motionless on the other side, and also opened his eyes suddenly, looking at Feng Yifei without blinking for a moment, so The action was so rare that he couldn't help being taken aback. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "I don't know what the taboo method Feng Shaoxia said? Why did the sword damage itself? What is this sword and spiritual energy? "
At this moment, without waiting for Feng Yifei's answer, "Demon Monk" Wuyuan suddenly interjected: "Benefactor Feng and the master of the family, are they descendants of the Bingjia Sect?"
Feng Yifei showed his attention for the first time, and cupped his hands to Monk Wuren, "It's true."
"So, the old man mentioned by the benefactor is the old man Cangjian from 'Zangfeng Valley'?"
"Master really has a lot of knowledge and knowledge." Feng Yifei's words are equal to acquiescence.
Unexpectedly, Li Moyin's guess was confirmed, and Feng Yifei's conclusion immediately changed, and everyone fell into silence at the same time.