God of Nine Realms

Chapter 158

"In the middle of the night, the white clouds dissipate, and a bright moon shines on the river!"

With a chanting, the water vapor all over Xu Feiyan's body suddenly rose, and the light was shining brightly. The endless water vapor condensed into a water moon above her head, and ripples were dotted in the void. Before the move was made, the momentum was already amazing!
"Hey, the Qinghong Moon Breaking Sword Art has extremely sharp attacks. This girl usually doesn't show off her mountains and dews. I didn't expect her cultivation to be good. She even mastered this move 'Xu Yue Breaks Changchuan'!" The old man couldn't help admiring.

Hu Feng looked at the beautiful woman in front of him accumulating strength and concentrating his moves, feeling confused, what should he do?Release the cactus?What if you accidentally kill someone?Passive resistance?What if I was beaten to death...

He sighed, raised his arm again, and a little golden light jumped to his fingertips.I can't help but think of the content on the last page of the Zhemei Sanshi ancient score.

"You once said that you love the white plum blossoms in this snowy night the most, but I always use cultivation as an excuse to refuse the agreement to enjoy plum blossoms with you. You left, but my heart is empty. I have been intoxicated in cultivation. , I can’t calm down for the first time. I thought of your favorite, this cluster of white plum blossoms in the snowy night. So, here I am. Three or nine days, under the snowy night, the bright moon hangs high, and the peaks and plum blossoms. Only I hope you know, and forgive me for my ruthlessness in the past..."

This is the real reason why Xue Ye, the ancestor of Zhemei Villa, folded plums, and this diary was also handed down at that time.

"Only by losing can we know the beauty of the past. The plum blossoms were folded on a snowy night, only for Yiren. What is folded is not a plum, but a thread of trouble, and what is kept is not a cold, but a ray of true love in the heart!"

A realization suddenly flashed in Hu Feng's mind. The real intention of Zhemei's three poses is not to hurt people, but to protect and protect the true feelings in the world.

Xu Feiyan raised her hands high, holding the full moon in vain, and shouted softly: "The virtual moon breaks the Changchuan!"

The full moon hangs high, the sound falls and the moon rises, and Taotao's momentum cuts down the nine heavens!
"The third style of Zhemei is only for Qingcheng!"

Finger, as firm as fine gold, as sharp as a sharp edge.Swipe out with two fingers, the void is turbulent, the void is broken, the moon is broken by the majestic energy, and the virtual moon is instantly split by the two fingers!

At this moment, Xuyue was suddenly seen shattered, and a ball of green rainbow inside was like a sword, and it shot to the chest in the blink of an eye!
Hu Feng pinched his two fingers in unison, and with a light pinch, Jian Hong was slightly blocked, and then passed through him in a flash!

puff!
Hu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and stepped back several steps.The front and back of the body were pierced by a sword energy, and blood flowed out.

"You won." He said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Win! Big sister won!"

"I said that the elder sister is much better than him!"

"Hehe, this kid is so rampant, he is still defeated!"

Xu Feiyan won the duel, but she didn't look happy at all.

"Why do this?"

"For a bunch of trash, it's not worth your life and my death."

"You and I just met once, aren't you afraid of dying in my hands by mistake?"

"If that's the case, it's my life."

Hu Feng turned around, no longer looked at that alluring face, dragged his wounded body, and staggered out.

Seeing Hu Feng's precarious back, Xu Feiyan felt a shock in her heart, and then she hurriedly shook her head to dispel the distracting thoughts.

"My goal is the pinnacle of martial arts, so I shouldn't have other thoughts. Whether you are sincere or fake, I can only say sorry..."

High above the sky, the expressions of the two top experts of Baiyun Sect were strange.

"Unexpectedly, this kid is a kind of love, and he let go of the water at a critical moment. Otherwise, Xu Feiyan would have a hard time winning." Headmaster Bai Yun laughed.

The old man nodded: "Xu Feiyan's appearance is amazing. Since defeating Meng Fan and regaining his true appearance, there have been many suitors. It is normal for this kid to behave like this."

"Stop talking nonsense, it's time for us to play."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, white clouds fluttered under his feet, and the distance of hundreds of feet was crossed in an instant!
Although Hu Feng was injured, he recovered very quickly. The superficial wounds had healed within a distance of only a few dozen steps. Although it would take time to heal, the bleeding was no longer there.

Looking up at the sailboat in the sky, Hu Feng was about to jump up, when he suddenly heard a loud shout from high above.

"Boy, do you want to leave like this after killing someone?"

The sound was like a torrent of bells, and its power shook the ten directions. When the crowd was amazed, two peerless figures descended on the top of Wanjian Peak!

"See the head teacher! Deputy sect!" Wan Jian, the third elder, bowed first when he saw the person coming.

Hu Feng was slightly startled, these two people turned out to be Feng Yunqing, head teacher of Baiyun sect, and Wei Chonghe, deputy sect.At this time, the other disciples had just reacted and saluted one after another.

"See the head teacher! Deputy sect!"

"Get up!"

The man in the middle waved his hand, and an invisible force enveloped the entire peak, and everyone recovered their figures again.

"Yi Qiuyun, are you guilty!" the old man with long eyebrows yelled and asked.

"Dare to ask the deputy sect, what is my crime?"

Hu Feng was neither humble nor overbearing, and raised his head to face the gray-haired vice-zong.

"Murting hundreds of disciples of Wan Jianfeng, the casualties are uncountable, do you dare not plead guilty?"

"I am not guilty!"

"Hmph, full of nonsense!"

The old man raised his sleeves, and several strands of true energy turned into chains, which were directly buckled onto Hu Feng's body. "Go to the punishment hall to explain!"

"Senior Brother Yi!" Lei Yanfeng's disciples all changed colors when they saw this scene.

"Hahahaha!" Being locked, Hu Feng laughed instead of anger, "Dare to ask the head teacher, does the Baiyun sect have rules?"

"Naturally, there are iron laws like a mountain, and they must not be tampered with!"

"Then if I hurt someone in self-defense and missed the duel, am I guilty?"

Headmaster Baiyun Fengyun frowned slightly, and said flatly: "According to the law, you are not guilty."

"Then what am I guilty of?"

"How do you prove that you are self-defense? Do you have evidence? The old man saw you hurting people everywhere and bleeding all over the ground. Could it be that these people are crazy and attacked you on their own initiative?" the white-browed old man scolded angrily.

"Hehe, they are really similar to mad dogs. If I can produce evidence, may I ask if I am innocent?"

"Bastard!"

Hearing Hu Feng compare his peak disciples to mad dogs, Elder Wan Jian couldn't help it.

"Boy, you were the one who made the move first! The hundreds of disciples present at Wan Jianfeng can all prove it!"

As soon as an elder said this, he immediately turned his head and looked at the group of Wanjian disciples behind him. The crowd immediately understood and nodded in unison.

"Enough!" Feng Yun was slightly angry, and then said: "If you can really prove that you hurt others in self-defense, this is naturally not a crime. However, the words of Lei Yanfeng disciples and Wan Jianfeng disciples cannot be used as proof." Feng Yun said lightly.

"Okay, this phonograph stone is my evidence!" Hu Feng took out a round stone from his bosom as soon as he finished speaking.

This is a sound recording treasure developed by the ancestor of Lingduan. It can record and release sound at any time through the stimulation of true energy.This is also a rare item, Hu Feng also found it in the storage ring of the black mace, and it was only used today.

"It turned out to be a phonograph stone. I didn't expect you to have this thing." Feng Yunqing looked at Hu Feng unexpectedly.

With a clap of Hu Feng's hand, the golden color of Seventh Gold slowly poured into the phonograph stone, and voices gradually came from it.

"The sixth level of open source dares to scold Senior Brother Chen, you are courting death!"

"Dare to hurt my junior brother! I will kill you!"

"..."

The source of the matter was completely revealed in front of everyone, and the faces of Wan Jianfeng's disciples became more and more ugly, because the voice inside showed that those who made the first move were basically his own people, and Hu Feng's theory of self-defense was also established. up!
(End of this chapter)