From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 68
This is of course Zhou Zhiruo's home field.

When she was in it, she merged with the flame, like an elf born in the flame.

Of course, this is the only way Zhou Zhiruo is qualified to compete with Zhang Wuji, otherwise it would still be nothing more than a blow to Zhang Wuji.

In the flames, Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have mastered a magical way to escape from the flames. She easily avoided Zhang Wuji's flying sword twice in a row.

"Senior Brother, if you only have this kind of means, Junior Sister will fight back."

Hearing the erratic laughter around him, Zhang Wuji's eyes couldn't help but brighten.

"Junior Sister Zhou, can I take you as a provocation?"

While Zhang Wuji was speaking, he took a sudden step forward, with him as the center, countless sword qi shot out in all directions.

The flame was rolled back by the sword energy, and rolled away in all directions with Zhang Wuji at the center.

"I found you!" Soon, Zhang Wuji noticed a weak wave of mana coming from a flame, and he moved towards that side with a vertical movement of his figure.

And his flying sword was faster than him, and with just a flash, a seven to eight zhang sword aura had already slashed down.

"Boom!" The flame was cut in half.

Zhou Zhiruo's figure flashed out, and she made quick moves with both hands without haste.

The flames that were floating around Zhang Wuji seemed to come alive in an instant, and the fiery red ribbon that was still around Zhou Zhiruo before had surrounded Zhang Wuji at some point, like a sea of ​​flames that suddenly rolled towards Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji's combo that followed was interrupted, and he had to spin around quickly. While his whole body was bursting with sword energy, his figure suddenly rose up.

After avoiding the streamer attack, Zhang Wuji looked in Zhou Zhiruo's direction again.

But there was no sign of Zhou Zhiruo there, and Zhang Wuji once again fell into a sea of ​​flames.

"It's interesting!" Zhang Wuji stopped where he was, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Zheng...!" Suddenly he raised his black iron sword and flicked it violently.

"Puff, puff, puff!" In a cloud of fire less than half a mile away, there was a sudden sound of swords, and long and thin filaments of sword energy suddenly appeared out of thin air, heading towards the middle to encircle and kill.

During the period, Zhou Zhiruo exclaimed: "Senior brother, what kind of weird trick are you doing!"

"Hahaha!" Zhang Wuji laughed out loud, his body swayed and he rushed over, the black iron sword in his hand flashed out streaks of sword energy, and slashed directly at Zhou Zhiruo.

Of course, he still knows how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and these tricks did not use all his strength.

When Zhou Zhiruo escaped in embarrassment from the shadow of swords, there were already several sword marks on her body.

Fortunately, this is not an actual battle. If life and death are really facing each other, Miss Zhou may have become a pile of minced meat by now.

"Brother, how on earth did you find me?" Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were full of doubts, and at the same time as she spoke, the mark of flames flashed between her eyebrows.

"Junior Sister, you are still too young to play tricks in front of Brother!" Zhang Wuji obviously felt the flames around him become hotter and hotter, and knew that the junior sister's question was false, and the real thing was to magnify the trick.

In a flash, his figure has drifted away.

Zhou Zhiruo was halfway through casting the spell, but suddenly lost sight of Zhang Wuji, and was almost suffocated internally.

When she came back to her senses, just as she calmed down the restless spiritual power in her body, suddenly a sword shadow flashed behind her, and Zhang Wuji's flying sword suddenly burst out.

"Hey!" A sword light flashed, and Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful white dress was cut.

Miss Zhou almost cried in rage.

But she is stubborn, and she is not willing to admit defeat easily at this moment.

She knew that she was falling into Zhang Wuji's rhythm, and the boundless fire cloud that seemed to be beneficial to her around her unknowingly became Zhang Wuji's help.

After figuring out her situation, her figure flickered, and with a bang, hot flames burned all over her body, but she disappeared in place in a flash.

It is her best fire escape method.

Obviously this is to start from scratch and fight Zhang Wuji again.

Hidden in a cloud of fire, Zhang Wuji, who was wearing Tai Chi sword clothes and protecting his body, saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched into a slight smile.

Zhou Zhiruo's characteristics are just suitable for him to use the skill of vertical sword. To be honest, he has not enjoyed this battle either!
The two chased and hid, attacked and defended each other, and kept tossing and turning in the sea of ​​flames. The fight lasted for nearly half an hour.

During the period, Zhang Wuji was careless twice, and was rolled twice by Zhou Zhiruo's strange streamer, which made him feel ashamed.

Of course, Zhou Zhiruo was not much better. When she came in, she was dressed in a white dress that looked like a fairy, but now she had changed into a miniskirt and suspenders. Zhang Wuji's eyes were dizzy with a pair of big white legs.

"Junior Sister Zhou, Senior Brother, I'm convinced, you should quickly accept your supernatural powers!" Finally Zhang Wuji had no choice but to admit defeat first.

It's really impossible not to admit defeat. If the fight continues, the two will probably meet honestly.

Zhou Zhiruo broke away from the state of serious battle, and finally realized that the state of the two of them was a bit indecent at the moment, her face flushed slightly, and with a thought, the streamers flew to wrap her around her.

"Brother, please go ahead, Zhiruo will come back as soon as she goes." Before Zhang Wuji could speak, a dodge flew out of the flames and disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Wuji smiled, put away his sword and left the sea of ​​flames.

There happened to be a gazebo nearby, and there was tea prepared by the disciples of the Emei School on it. Zhang Wuji was not too polite, and sat down with a golden knife, drinking tea while admiring the scenery of Mount Emei.

Soon Zhou Zhiruo turned around again, still in a white dress.

Behind her were two young female disciples.

"Brother, change your clothes too!" Zhou Zhiruo said, and with a wave of her hand, a little girl came to Zhang Wuji's side with a tray.

The little girl was a second-rate expert, and when she was delivering the clothes, she secretly took a look at Zhang Wuji.

"I didn't expect that your Emei faction also has men's clothes!" Zhang Wuji directly took off his tattered coat and put on a white one sent by the Emei faction, and asked with a smile.

"Master Zhang, we also have male disciples, but most of the male disciples are servant disciples from the outer sect, and there are only female disciples from the inner sect." Before Zhou Zhiruo could explain, the little girl spoke first.

"I see!"

Zhang Wuji nodded and said with a smile: "Zhiruo, the qualifications of your newly recruited disciples are pretty good, doesn't this little girl seem to have none?"

"Reporting to Hierarch Zhang, this junior is 16 years old."

"Master Zhang, are you here to propose marriage to our Emei sect, to marry our sect leader?" The little girl hesitated for a moment, and suddenly she couldn't stop talking.

"Pfft!" Zhang Wuji sprayed out the tea with a mouthful.

"What nonsense, Master Zhang came to ask me for advice." Zhou Zhiruo blushed hotly, seeing that the little girl wanted to say something more, she waved her sleeves violently, and a gust of wind wrapped around the two female disciples, flying away in the blink of an eye. disappeared.

"Brother, we Emei disciples are used to joking around, don't mind."

"Ahem, I don't mind, I don't mind."

"It's just a itchy throat." Zhang Wuji took another sip of tea.

(End of this chapter)