Deer seeks fairyland

Chapter 72

As Fengzhu Luo and his party approached, the two groups of people who were confronting each other all cast their gazes.

Hu Yizhi nodded slightly at Peak Master Luo, then glanced across the crowd, and saw the unconscious girl in Luo Lin's arms with her eyes closed tightly, and there was a bit of anxiety in her neutral eyes.

It's just that because of the powerful enemy, although he still pretended to be calm on the surface, the momentum exuding from his body was unavoidably chaotic.

The woman in red on the opposite side keenly caught Hu Yizhi's strangeness, raised her eyebrows, and turned her head to look at the visitor.

Unexpectedly, at this glance, the face of the woman in red changed drastically instantly, her eyes spewed fire, and she shouted in hatred, "Luo Simiao!"

On the other hand, Fengzhu Luo's face was calm, and Gu Jing Wubo said lightly, "I haven't seen you for many years, Miss Qi is still so hot-tempered."

"Stop talking nonsense! My aunt feels disgusted when she sees your hypocritical face!" Qi Ruoyu spat, and strode out of the crowd.

When Hu Yizhi heard the words, his eyebrows were clustered, and his eyes pierced towards the woman in red like a sword. He stepped out of the crowd without hesitation, and stood at the same place as Fengzhu Luo.

The three of them stood in the middle of the field like a corner, surrounded by the aura of a congenital master.

Under the powerful aura of the three of them, some disciples in Tsing Yi with low skills felt tightness in their chests, and they felt that they were trembling for a while, and they couldn't stand stably.

Seeing this scene, Luo Lin let out a low drink, and hurriedly beckoned to the remaining Bright Moon Peak disciples behind him to take this opportunity to join the group of Tsing Yi disciples behind Hu Yizhi.

There are about sixty disciples in this group, and two senior brothers, Fei Yun and Liu Xingyu, are also among them.

Under the protection of the peak master and senior brothers, their condition was obviously much better than that of Luo Lin and others who had been fighting fiercely for a long time. Among the crowd, only a few disciples were slightly injured.

Although Qi Ruoyu, like the two peak masters, has innate early-stage skills and can fight two against one, he is no match after all.

After only a few breaths, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. It was obviously suppressed by the momentum released by the two of them, causing internal organs to be injured.

"Zhaizhu!"

"Master, are you alright?"

Seeing that Qi Ruoyu was injured and vomited blood, everyone in the Kuangfeng Village behind her spoke eagerly.

"It's okay." Qi Ruoyu wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth nonchalantly, and then stretched out his hand to press behind him. All the bearded men fell silent instantly, and no one in the crowd said anything.

At this time, Fengzhu Luo looked at Qi Ruoyu in surprise, and asked, "Master Qi?"

Qi Ruoyu snorted coldly, with a sarcasm on his face, and said, "My father was injured by the head of your sect in the early years, and that's why he suffered from an old illness and passed away early. Why? Master Luo didn't know about this?"

Sensing the deep resentment in Qi Ruoyu's words, Master Luo focused his eyes, but before he could say anything else, Hu Yizhi at the side shook his long sword and shouted in a cold voice, "You and I are enemies of life and death, as it should be !"

"It should be like this, a good one should be like this!"

Qi Ruoyu laughed back angrily, reached out and wiped his waist, took out a curved short sword, and stabbed at Hu Yizhi suddenly.

Seeing her attack angrily, Hu Yizhi's face remained unchanged, and he calmly swiped the long sword in his hand across his chest.

There was a clanging sound of gold and iron clashing. Although Hu Yizhi firmly blocked the stabbing short sword with the long sword in his hand, his figure was repelled several feet by the sudden force.

It was only at this moment that Hu Yizhi looked at the woman in front of him with a slightly changed face, and at the same time, he felt an inexplicable disgust for this woman in his heart for no reason.

Women are really annoying, and the stronger women are, the more annoying they are.

Hu Yizhi had a calm face, with mysterious footwork on his feet, and the long sword in his hand was as agile as a snake, and he wrestled with the woman.

As the saying goes, one inch is longer and one inch is stronger, and the woman's short sword can't get much advantage against Hu Yizhi's long sword. In addition, she is emotional at this time, and her hands are even more chaotic, although every shot is full of terrible things. He must be killed, but he is always easily resolved by Hu Yizhi and suppressed firmly.

After going back and forth, the woman started to take the initiative to attack, and gradually reduced to passive defense, and she seemed to be unable to support herself and was defeated.

The two of them fought together, but Luofeng Master stood aside alone with his hands down, his face was cloudy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Finally, after Hu Yizhi slashed out with another sword, Qi Ruoyu raised his hand and barely blocked Hu Yizhi's blade with his dagger, but his body was sent flying with great force.

Seeing the owner of the village was knocked into the air, all the people in Kuangfeng Village lost their sense of control and rushed forward in a panic, wanting to help.

At this moment, a black figure nimbly leaped into the field, stretched out his hand to fish it, and fished Qi Ruoyu's body into his arms in the air.

Hu Yizhi's face changed suddenly, and he looked towards the person who came, only to see that the person was wearing a black robe and a hood, and his face was obscured by the huge hood.

This person……

Hu Yizhi's heart skipped a beat, his eyes were full of surprise, he stared at the black-robed man's movements with burning eyes, and his left hand in the wide sleeve made secret formulas, ready to cast spells.

Qi Ruoyu, however, changed her fierce female bandit appearance just now, and leaned in the arms of the man in black robe and said coquettishly, "Why are you here so late."

The man in black gave a low smile, but he didn't answer. He just pushed the woman in his arms behind him, and patted his waist again. A dark red rapier appeared in his hand.

"It really is you!" Seeing the sword, Hu Yizhi shouted with a cold face, and then flicked his left sleeve violently, a red hot fireball the size of an egg shot towards the face of the man in black robe .

The black-robed man shook his head slightly, and with a wave of the thin sword in his hand, he easily dispelled the menacing fire bomb technique, and the flames were instantly annihilated, leaving only the residual heat in the air.

Until this moment, Peak Lord Luo, who was in a daze, suddenly woke up, stretched out his hand to wipe his waist, and several silver lights shot towards the man in black.

But the man in black didn't even look at the silver light, and didn't see how he moved. A blood-red spatium rose up, and all the silver light was involved in it when it flew up.

After a few breaths, Sipa shook, and a pile of rusty and broken blades were shaken aside.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Kongwu Sect turned pale with shock, and Fei Yun and Liu Xingyu stepped out of the crowd to help the two peak masters.

Hu Yizhi fought with the black-robed man with his sword, but the thin sword in the black-clothed man's hand didn't know what kind of material it was. , actually had a faint tendency to collapse.

Fortunately, Fengzhu Luo's throwing knife was on the side to restrain another treasure of the man in black robe. Bloody Sipa was tired of coping with the silver light from Fengzhu Luo, and Hu Yizhi released one or two fire bombs from time to time. Using techniques to interfere with the opponent's judgment, it was difficult to easily tell the winner.

Fei Yun and Liu Xingyu looked at each other, and they went straight to the woman in red in the arena. The two long swords and one short sword kept meeting each other, making a loud collision sound.

Outside the battle group, Luo Lin gritted his teeth and stood in front of the disciples, resisting the urge to step forward with his sword in hand, and stared at the group of gray-clothed and black-robed Kuangfengzhai people on the opposite side without saying a word.

As a result, the figures in the arena flew up and the fight was fierce, but the disciples of the Kongwu Sect and the Kuangfengzhai gang were strangely holding their weapons and facing each other from a distance. Everyone's eyes were focused on the battle between the few people on the field among.

　It's been all about playing lately...

　　I was hit with a bruised nose and a swollen face...

　　Crying and begging for a monthly pass ()
　　
　
(End of this chapter)