On a street, both sides adorned with brocade, glass lanterns dim yet dazzling, sparkling and graceful embroidery swaying with the wind or reflecting luminous light, enchanting.
However, most martial artists had no mind to appreciate this wind and moon, only fully concentrating on the battle ahead.
Li Mochou and i Chaofeng were naturally notorious female demons in the Martial Arts World, the forr hating for love and the latter bearing grudges for love, combined they were a capitalized hatred. Their moves were always fierce and imposing. Li Mochou’s Inner Strength possessed the Ancient Tomb Sect’s superior agility and endurance, and combined with her later mastery of various martial arts, her attacks were vicious and explosive, making each move filled with heart-wrenching ruthlessness. i Chaofeng, needless to say, trained under Pharmacist Huang’s tutelage, inheriting top-tier martial arts, and stealthily learning the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, her hand slicing through the air leaving five clear pale claw marks. The two tead up to attack Guo Jing, and because their target was the sa, these two who were usually haughty worked together with surprising harmony, becoming fiercer as they fought, making no one around dare to stay.
Of course, Guo Jing endured.
"Indeed, Guo Jing’s martial arts foundation is as solid and reliable as legends say, each move disciplined and precise, able to defend without a drop of water leaking under these two’s offence," comnted Lu Xiaofeng from the side, appreciating Guo Jing greatly, although not having the usual hostility towards Li Mochou and i Chaofeng that other martial artists had, perhaps due to a natural tenderness towards beauties.
Hua Manlou, although visually impaired, had excellent hearing, and smiled hearing this, "What do you think their fate might be?"
Lu Xiaofeng: "Blind Hua, your question is really interesting. Although I, Lu Xiaofeng, am not bad at martial arts, compared to these three, I’m a notch lower, how can I dare to casually evaluate their victory or defeat."
This statent left many nearby who were comnting on the three’s victory and defeat rather embarrassed. Speaking of which, although their martial arts weren’t bad, compared to Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou, they were a step behind, making them now feel like their previous words were face-slapping.
At this mont, as the noise of the people abruptly stopped, Guo Jing let out a loud shout, The Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon’s The Regretful Dragon!
Looking at the previous Black List rankings, whether i Chaofeng or Li Mochou, both ranked above Guo Jing, but after ten years, although the two great beauties’ skills had improved greatly, they couldn’t match Guo Jing’s progress as he transitioned from youth to middle-age. Especially now that he had mastered The Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon, when The Regretful Dragon was unleashed, the fierce dragon-like palm wind forced i Chaofeng and Li Mochou both to retreat with a bang.
Crash!
Li Mochou spun around, her whisk entwined around a pillar, she flew around the pillar, landing on a slender rope, upon which glass lanterns hung without swaying in the slightest, showcasing Li Mochou’s incredible mastery of movent technique.
As for i Chaofeng, she only flew across the wall, her two hands clawing at the wall, crash, ten fierce claw marks deeply etched. Soon, she firmly grasped onto the wall like a female Spider-Man.
Guo Jing’s palm aura had not yet dissipated, his entire body’s energy robust, like a fortress that couldn’t be broken.
The crowd cald down.
Impressive!
How could it not be impressive.
Facing two opponents, both of whom ranked above him as Black List masters, both following the ferocious path.
Ten years ago, Guo Jing had been hunted by i Chaofeng, narrowly escaping death after defeat.
Ten years later, he faced two, and forced both to retreat!
Formidable!
"Brother Jing, this Li Mochou’s mind is malicious, you mustn’t let them off"
The coquettishly agile yet extrely decisive words ca from the beautiful woman’s mouth next to him. Look at the young lady, outwardly delicate and charming, because of her age, not too young yet not old, she blended maturity with agility perfectly. Such a sentence showed no hint of feeling vicious or anything else, only wise and decisively.
This person was Huang Rong, her azure dress perfectly complenting her.
Guo Jing was quite attentive to Huang Rong’s words. Despite being kind-hearted, he had his judgnt — both Li Mochou and i Chaofeng were scourges, even if there was so understanding due to past grievances, they still hard others and themselves, couldn’t be left alone!
Of course, he didn’t notice his wife’s mouth saying — Li Mochou couldn’t be left alone.
As for i Chaofeng, after all, being his father-in-law’s disciple, he still bore so old affection.
——Huang Rong also extrely protective.
Just as Guo Jing was about to strike again.
Suddenly, a dragon roar resounded from the front!
The Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon!
Guo Jing imdiately looked forward.
Before him was already the towering Sky Asking Tower, was there a second person in this world who could wield The Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon?
Guo Jing: "Qiao Feng of the North, Murong of the South, it’s Qiao Feng!"
Although Guo Jing had aged past middle age, he had long admired Qiao Feng. Upon hearing this Dragon Palm sound, he imdiately withdrew his murderous intent towards Li Mochou, especially since Li Mochou had already seized the chance to soar quickly through the air, making her way along the rooftops towards Sky Asking Tower.
"It’s coming from Sky Asking Tower"
"Qiao Feng? Not good, I think Sun Xiaohong has already been kidnapped!"
Elder Tianji and Sun Xiaohong were the main dish of this Black List ranking battle, while Li Xunhuan, Duan Yu, and Qiao Feng had already tead up with the forr, seeing one would bring out a group. Now, how could these martial artists not be anxious, and thus ignoring the battle, they imdiately rushed towards the front.
At that mont, Sui Yi raised his head just in ti to see a yellow-robed figure swiftly passing over the rooftop on the left, her movent incredibly fast.
"eting but not recognizing daughter and son-in-law, in this world only one Pharmacist Huang." Yan Jingan, using her fingers, spun the Glass Lamp held in Sui Yi’s hand, the lamp spinning, and its embroidery began to move.
The ancient civilization comndable, Sui Yi lowered his head to glance, saying, "Can one Lang Fanyun suffice?"
"He only needs to block one person."
"Pang Ban?"
"What do you think?"
"What about you?"
"To protect you."
Yan Jingan glanced at Sui Yi, calmly saying, "If you need ."
Sui Yi smiled, tilting his head lightly, "Today, maybe in the end it might be you who needs ."
Hmm?
Yan Jingan halted her steps, looking at Sui Yi, her gaze gentle yet seemingly solemn, finally all blurred into a glow.
Smiled: "I am waiting."
In the surroundings, there were no lights or fire, the heroes were roaring, yet only the two of them were as composed as ripples on a lake.
As for the front...
Boom!
Qiao Feng forced back Murong Fu, but Jiu Mozhi launched a sneak attack behind him. Duan Yu’s Six Vein Excalibur made Jiu Mozhi leap back, shouting in midair: "What are you all waiting for? Elder Tianji has yet to appear, this Sun Xiaohong is the only key. If you do not move now, so will seize the advantage!"
His words had a hidden aning.
Ding Chunqiu’s eyes flickered, scanning the surroundings, unable to find traces of Sui Yi and Yan Jingan. A thought flashed in his mind, as people are already here, regardless of Elder Tianji’s appearance, capturing Sun Xiaohong is always a gain!
Thus, with a roar from Jiu Mozhi, Ding Chunqiu suddenly reached out his hand to grab Sun Xiaohong!
Whoosh!
The flying dagger whirled, Ding Chunqiu’s palm spun, his fingers like iron claws, hooked back the flying dagger, a swirl in the palm, clamping it.
"Little Li Flying Dagger Li Xunhuan, ha! Though you rank ahead, now my Life and Death Talisman has been removed, you truly are not my match!"
Ten years ago, Ding Chunqiu had a battle with Li Xunhuan, but at that ti Ding Chunqiu was controlled by the Life and Death Talisman, his power severely suppressed, now it’s different.
eting Li Xunhuan again, Ding Chunqiu wished to avenge the past, his form flashing, suddenly casting the Carefree Fan at Li Xunhuan. The fan’s inner strength transford into poison, spreading toxic gas.
Sun Xiaohong and Ah Fei were shocked, this Ding Chunqiu was too shaless to use poison!
Poison is indeed a greatly avoided thod among masters.
Behind Li Xunhuan were Sun Xiaohong and others, he couldn’t evade... while the flying dagger could strike alone, it had no way to force back the ubiquitous poison gas.
Li Xunhuan’s thod was not to retreat but to unite his fingertips, condensing the strongest inner strength to shoot a flying dagger.
The flying dagger pierced through the poison gas, then shot out from it, swift as lightning. Ding Chunqiu only felt a flash of light before his eyes, instinctively dodging.
Puff!
The flying dagger had already pierced his right arm, severing a section of the ridian.
While Li Xunhuan was also caught by the poison gas.
No, a figure floated over, with a fragrant wind brushing the face, it was an elegant woman who wrapped the toxic gas with a fluttering robe, tossing it aside, while she already embraced Li Xunhuan who had inhaled so poison gas.
Victory? Defeat?
If not for considering Sun Xiaohong and Wang Yuyan and others, Li Xunhuan would not have lost, but now... Ding Chunqiu’s right arm was wounded, his strength waned to a fraction, and after Fairy Jing Hong rescued Li Xunhuan, she threw a glance at Ah Fei, who was originally of assassin background, and with a swift shadow dashed in front of Ding Chunqiu, the flying sword striking rapidly.
Puff!
The sword could not pierce the chest, because Ding Chunqiu grabbed a disciple beside him for rescue. However, Ah Fei’s arm slashed, the sword sliced down along that disciple’s throat.
Puff!
The right arm was forcefully severed down.
Serious injury!
Ah Fei *** to the outside, bathed in blood, yet fiercely flicking the dagger: "Old Thief Ding, you think you could match with my big brother? Using poison still cannot withstand a flying dagger from my big brother, only fit for my slicing off your harmful arm!"
"You!" Ding Chunqiu was furious but had no power to retaliate.
On another front, Qiao Feng perford The Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon again. Murong Fu, afraid for his life, retreated again and again, while Duan Yu alone faced Jiu Mozhi, surprisingly on equal terms.
This situation seed to still favor the opposing party?
Most masters thought Li Xunhuan and others would be taken down, but they did not wait.
And at this mont.
Li Mochou arrived, a dust whisk from behind seized Sun Xiaohong...
But was intercepted by another.
Xu Zhu!
What was this little monk!
Li Mochou was about to strike hard...
Bang!
A palm struck.
Li Mochou and Xu Zhu both were sent flying back.
Each took three steps.
Unexpectedly evenly matched?
Li Mochou was shocked beyond words, "Where did this little monk co from, so formidable!"
"Little monk is from..." Xu Zhu instinctively wanted to report his monastery, but thinking that this was no longer the world of the past, he suddenly stopped, only saying: "Benefactor, quickly let this young lady down, you are both female benefactors, why fight each other?"
The forr words were rather naive, but the latter sentence was simply dazzling.
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