Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 664 Nie Feng: I...I was cheated on by him!

Bu Jingyun fled with Nie Feng and Chu Pingsheng. Late at night, Bu Jingyun's internal injuries flared up, and the three of them could only rest in a nearby dilapidated temple.

Bilibili...

Nie Feng couldn't see the flames, but he could feel the heat and hear the sound of firewood crackling.

"Brother Chu, Senior Brother told me that it was you who told him about Xiongba using Kong Ci to alienate the three of us brothers. And today you were injured by Xiongba for saving me and Senior Brother Yun. I... really don't know how to thank you."

Chu Pingsheng felt around like a blind man until Bu Jingyun handed him the water bag. He uncapped it, took a sip and said, "It's useless to say this now. Let's think about how to get out of this situation. Xiong Ba will not let this go. I believe the pursuers will find us here soon."

Nie Feng nodded in agreement: "Brother Chu and I's eyes won't heal in a short time. Senior Brother Yun, please don't worry about us for now. Hurry up and practice Qigong to heal your wounds."

Bu Jingyun sat cross-legged and was about to use his internal energy to heal his wounds when he heard Nie Feng shouting out the door, "Who?"

A figure slowly emerged from the entrance of the dilapidated temple. He looked at it carefully in the light of the fire, raised his sword and said, "Duan Lang?"

"I have no ill intentions."

Bu Jingyun glanced at the Huolin Sword in Chu Pingsheng's hand and said, "Humph, if you want to take advantage of someone's misfortune, first ask my sword if it agrees."

At this time, Nie Feng still regarded Duan Lang as a friend, and patiently said: "Duan Lang, where were you when we were fighting Xiong Ba?"

"Me? I met the Twelve Evils of Tianchi, husband and wife following each other."

"Are you OK?"

"I am fine."

Duan Lang glanced at the Wushuang Sword in Bu Jingyun's hand, and then looked at the Huolin Sword in Chu Pingsheng's hand: "What do you think? My Duan family's Huolin Sword is still the most powerful, right?"

In his opinion, the reason why Chu Pingsheng and Xiongba were both defeated was all thanks to the Huo Lin Sword.

Seeing that none of the three responded, Duan Lang said again: "Bu Jingyun, let me tell you a secret, this is not how you use the Wushuang Sword."

"What do you mean?"

"The Wushuang Sword is not just one sword. It is divided into two swords, male and female. Only when the two swords are combined can they exert their greatest power. If you don't believe me, ask Nie Feng."

"Yes, Duan Lang is right." Nie Feng said while "looking" at the fire: "There are two Wushuang swords in total. The other one has already fallen into the abyss with Mingyue. The remaining sword cannot cast "Love of the Fallen City"."

"Love in a Fallen City?"

"..."

He seemed to think of the dead Mingyue, lowered his head sadly and stopped talking.

Chu Pingsheng said: "Bu Jingyun, how about we switch places?"

"What to change?"

"Of course it's the sword. I'll use the Huo Lin Sword in my hand to exchange for the Wushuang Sword in your hand."

"Chu Pingsheng..." Duan Lang said gritting his teeth.

He thought that Chu Pingsheng was trying to divert the conflict. If he was not afraid of Bu Jingyun, the blind disciple of the Sword Saint would have been at his mercy.

"Duan Lang, I know what you are thinking, but you seem to have forgotten one thing. You don't have to 'see' the target to cast Sword Twenty-Three."

Duan Lang's expression changed. He was at the scene when the Sword Saint performed the Twenty-Three Swords at the Number One Building in the World that day. With the ability of his soul leaving his body, he naturally didn't need to see with his eyes.

"I don't believe you can perform Sword Twenty-Three."

Chu Pingsheng closed his eyes and said, "Then you can try."

Duan Lang: “…”

Although Bu Jingyun wanted to get the Huo Lin Sword to seek revenge on Xiong Ba, he always felt that he had gotten the upper hand. Facing the sword handed to him by Chu Pingsheng, he was hesitant.

"The Wushuang Sword is of great significance to Wushuang City. It will be my gift to Dugu Meng, so to me, the value of the Wushuang Sword is even higher than that of the Huolin Sword."

Even at this time, he was still planning to marry Dugu Meng. Even Duan Lang admired his persistence even when facing death.

"In that case, then...thank you very much."

Bu Jingyun handed over the Wushuang Sword, grasped the jade handle of the Huolin Sword, and looked at Duan Lang with a wary look.

Chu Pingsheng stroked the blade of the Wushuang Sword with a complicated expression.

In the opinion of Duan Lang and Bu Jingyun, he should have thought about Dugu Meng.

Actually, this is not the case. For Chu Pingsheng, the Fire Scale Sword has already unlocked the mission reward. Compared with the Flame Dragon Slaying Sword, the effect is almost the same. There is nothing regrettable in exchanging it for the Wushuang Sword. Moreover, he has made some changes to the sword, so he can take it back at any time if he wants.

The Wushuang Sword is of great significance to him. On the one hand, he can return it to the Sword Master to increase his gratitude to Wushuang City. On the other hand, he can test what he has been thinking and see if a Wushuang Sword can unlock the rewards for side quests.

Facts show that the Wushuang Sword alone cannot unlock the rewards for side quests, and even the number of collectibles has not increased. It seems necessary to let Ugly Eagle work overtime and search under the cliff at the back mountain of Wushuang City.

You should know that putting two unparalleled swords together can perform the Love of a Fallen City. This set of double swordsmanship is said to be even stronger than the Twenty-Three Swords. I'm afraid that only Indra's Four Tribulations of the Holy Heart can compete with it.

"not good."

At this moment, Duan Lang glanced outside and said anxiously, "They are chasing us."

Bu Jingyun held the Huolin Sword and walked to the door: "I'll go lead them away."

"Senior Brother Yun..."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Bu Jingyun glared at Duan Lang.

"Don't worry, he knows the Twenty-Three Swords, and I don't want to die with him." "It's good that you know it."

Bu Jingyun pushed open the door of the dilapidated temple and plunged into the night. Soon, there were sounds of dancing and shouting "over there", and a group of people followed his footsteps.

Not long after that, there was another strange noise outside. Duan Lang left after saying "I'll go take a look."

Only Nie Feng and Chu Pingsheng were left in the dilapidated temple.

"I hope Duan Lang doesn't get into danger."

"Him? He can't die."

Chu Pingsheng smiled coldly. Duan Lang didn't dare to stay in the ruined temple, fearing that he would use Sword Twenty-Three and die together with him. The Paper Tanhua was outside, but Duan Lang deliberately didn't remind him in order to let the Paper Tanhua step into the trap.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud shout from outside: "Chu Pingsheng, Nie Feng, you are dead."

Perhaps the special paper was used up in the earlier battle, so the Paper Tanhua did not use the Qiankun Paper Sword. Instead, he jumped into the ruined temple and slapped Chu Pingsheng with one palm.

Nie Feng's ears twitched slightly, and he stepped forward to resist, but in his current condition, how could he block the Paper Tanhua? He was hit on the shoulder by a palm and fainted.

"It's your turn."

Just when the Paper Scholar was about to change his target and attack Chu Pingsheng, a masked man rushed in from outside, defeated the Paper Scholar with just a few moves, lifted Nie Feng onto his shoulder, and said to Chu Pingsheng, who was "panicked" and asking who he was, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you", then took his hand and walked out.

The little hands are cold, smooth and tender.

The second dream, no doubt.

He pretended to be blind, wasn't it just for her?

……

at the same time.

The dancing of hands and feet lost the prey.

"I clearly saw him jump from here." Shi Weixian, whose strength had dropped drastically due to 90% of Zhan Tian's Qi being sucked away and whose body had become as thin as a stick, pointed at the depression below and said.

Shouwu stretched out his arms, which were shorter than those of ordinary people, and pushed aside two clumps of weeds that were half a person's height.

"Hmph, this valley is very shallow, it's impossible to hide anyone. Food is immortal, and you can't even chase after a person who was injured by our brothers. What do you mean by Tianshuang Hall Master? Hmph, you are just a waste."

Qin Shuang, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun all rebelled against the Tianxia Society, and the positions of the three hall masters became vacant. In order to win them over, Xiongba gave the position of deputy gang leader to Wawa, the position of hall master of the Shenfeng Hall to Zhi Tanhua, the position of hall master of the Tianshuang Hall to Shi Weixian, and the position of hall master of the Feiyun Hall was said to be reserved for Duan Lang. The brothers were very unhappy and resentful about this, which was why in the battle of Fengxi Village, the two did not follow Xiongba to show off, but accompanied Wawa and did not put in any effort.

"You dare to talk to me like this, believe it or not..."

He had just said half of his words when a sudden strong wind blew in his face. Shi Weixian turned his head hastily and saw a pair of short legs coming towards him. The two feet were staggered and twisted. Shi Weixian was unable to resist and felt his eyes go dark. A huge force pushed his dry body horizontally for several feet and hit heavily on a boulder half a person's height on the left.

creak...

The sound of bones breaking sounded.

Shi Weixian suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. He knew very well that not only his bones were broken, but his internal organs were also shattered. Unless a god came down to earth, he would be beyond help.

"Why?"

"Why?" Shouwu walked towards him step by step, whispering in a sharp voice: "It's your fault that the boy sucked away your power and turned you into a half-waste. How can you be the leader of Tianshuang Hall now?"

"Boss... If Boss knew... He would never..."

"How could the boss know!"

Shouwu lifted him up easily and walked to the side of the valley: "What does your death have to do with us? It was clearly Bu Jingyun who knocked you down the valley and you died."

After saying that, he threw it hard.

With a weak scream, Shiweixian fell into the depression in front.

He danced and clapped his hands, then left with his younger brother.

On the other side, in Jingxin Temple, Chu Pingsheng, who was receiving the second dream treatment, only heard a "ding" sound in his mind.

No way.

Is this a pie falling from the sky and hitting me on the head?

Chu Pingsheng turned his attention to the system space, found the task bar, and confirmed several times that it was indeed 11. When he tricked Gouwang and Xibao into breaking down, it was "9", and Xiongba was 10. Now he clearly did nothing, so how could he add 1 person?
Is it Duanlang? Probably not.

That was Nie Feng? No way? Second Dream? You must be kidding. They just met.

"Brother Chu, what do you think?"

The voice came from Nie Feng, who had applied eye drops and had a white bandage wrapped around his eyes.

"This medicine feels cool when applied, but it's a little itchy."

"Hey, don't touch it. This medicine will be useless if you touch it." Di Er Meng grabbed his dishonest hand.

Chu Pingsheng raised his eyelids and "looked" at her blankly.

“But it itches.”

"It's good that it itches, which means it's working. Both you and Nie Feng were injured in the eyes by the true qi. If you don't cooperate with the treatment, you will go blind."

"You're scaring me."

Di Er Meng stretched out her index finger with a beautiful chain on it, picked up some ointment, and gently applied it to his eyelids: "Who scared you? What I said is true."

(End of this chapter)