Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 177: Once a heavy burden of love (5)

Flying towards the side of the water pavilion, dodging the palm of Fulan, Xuanyuan Yuewu pulled out the white silk from the sleeve of the cloud, jumped in the air, and flew towards Fulan.

Fulan slashed the air with his palm, and after a few ups and downs on the rockery, the black figure had already chased into the water pavilion.With the toes on the railing, he spun around in the air to avoid the white silk that Xuanyuan Yuewu waved over. His slender fingers were clenched into eagle claws, and as soon as he grasped the white silk, the two of them flipped in the air, and the strong palm wind passed through the white silk. With the continuous confrontation, the rockery around the water pavilion was shattered by the palm wind, turning into countless flying stones and scattered towards the surroundings.

Yelingmo stood by the waterside pavilion and looked at the two people who were fighting hard inside. The palms in the long sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, and a look of struggle flashed in his eyes, but he returned to his original state in an instant. The fist also loosens slowly.

The man in black behind him looked at the two figures in the water pavilion, his eyebrows raised slightly.Although Xuanyuan Yuewu's lightness skill is very good, if she leaves the water pavilion, it is not difficult to leave.But the floating waves didn't give Xuanyuan Yuewu a chance to leave, and trapped her tightly in the water pavilion, with vicious attacks, although every move would not kill people, it could seriously injure people.

The man in black looked at Fulan with some doubts, what exactly did he want to do?
Xuanyuan Yuewu struggled to dodge Fulan's attack, a thin layer of sweat already soaked on her forehead.She didn't expect that the seemingly weak Fulan martial arts would be so high. I'm afraid even Ye Lingmo would not be his opponent.But now that he is trapped in this water pavilion, if the fight continues, she will undoubtedly lose.

With her left hand concentrating her inner strength, Xuanyuan Yuewu leaped on the railing in the water pavilion with her strength, and with her right hand mixed with a wave of palm wind, she followed Bai Ling towards Fulan.This palm used up almost [-]% of Xuanyuan Yuewu's skill, before Bai Ling could reach Fulan, she sensed a strong wind of the palm, forcing Fulan to retreat quickly.

Seeing that Fulan retreated, Bai Ling, who was about to hit Fulan's chest, suddenly changed direction and wrapped herself around Hongzhu.With a strong pull on the wrist, the white figure leaped out of the water pavilion with the strength.

Fulan didn't expect that Xuanyuan Yuewu just made a feint, and in just an instant, she had already left the waterside pavilion.

Out of the corner of his eye, he quickly flicked across the open space beside the waterside pavilion, Yelingmo's face darkened for a moment when he saw Xuanyuan Yuewu leave the waterside pavilion, his heart sank, and he drew out the soft sword at his waist without hesitation.

Shi Qinggong chased towards Xuanyuan Yuewu, swung his sword in the air, and a white sword light flew towards Xuanyuan Yuewu.Xuanyuan Yuewu originally thought that Fulan had deep internal strength, but he didn't expect his swordsmanship to be so high.

With the tip of his toes on the branch in front of him, he jumped up with his strength. Although he avoided the sword light of Fulan, he was injured by the sword energy, and a sharp pain suddenly spread in his chest.

Just as Xuanyuan Yuewu landed on the rockery beside her, she heard a loud noise behind her.Turning his head and looking, the small forest next to the waterside pavilion has been completely destroyed by Fulan's sword light, and even a small mound at the end of the forest has been destroyed in half.

Xuanyuan Yuewu only felt a fishy sweetness in her throat, and spit out a mouthful of blood, suddenly felt a chill on her neck, and a sharp soft sword was in front of her.

Xuanyuan Yuewu turned her head and took a look at Fulan standing in front of her. The man who was originally pale was as white as a sheet of paper at the moment. If it wasn't for the long sword in his hand pointing at her, Xuanyuan Yuewu might have thought that this man had died. To the point where the oil is exhausted.

(End of this chapter)