One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

"Rongmei, why are you running away!"

The night was dark.

The shadows of the trees swayed in the forest as two figures darted about, one after the other!

The wind whistled in my ears.

Fu Rong lightly touched the ground with her toes, stepping over fallen leaves and withered branches.

The sound of water grew louder ahead, and a stream about five meters wide lay before us.

She didn't slow down, and stomped heavily on a moss-covered rock with her right foot!

boom--

The rock surface is cracked!

Fu Rong leaped into the air, crossed the stream, and landed steadily on the gravel beach on the opposite bank.

She bent over, supporting herself on her knee with one hand, panting heavily.

"How...how did you know it was me?!"

Zhao Guizhen stopped on the other side of the stream.

In order not to scare the other party away, he did not give chase immediately, but smiled and said:

"Oil paper... chicken blood... weight."

"These are all common kitchen items. Putting them together, it's hard not to suspect it's you, Rongmei."

He still smiled like a kind uncle, his hands tucked into his sleeves.

He silently pinched a 'Water Element Talisman' between two fingers of his right hand, and secretly activated it...

"I just don't quite understand what the weight and the blood-stained clothes mean?"

Fu Rong straightened up, looking rather impatient.

"How would I know what that means! Go ask that bastard Zhou Yan!"

They had already arrived at the pre-arranged location... but they couldn't sense a single 'accomplice' around them.

Jing... Pah!

Is that brat Zhou Yan playing a trick on me?

He cursed inwardly, but the act still had to continue.

"What do I mean?" Fu Rong asked sternly.

She opened her mouth, about to continue, when she suddenly realized her mind was blank...

Oops...

What were the lines again?!

Jiangsu Province...or Jiangxi Province?

Seven lives, or four lives?

What the hell... what kind of awesomeness is this?!

Ugh, this is so annoying!

Fu Rong stamped her foot in frustration and pointed at the other person.

Recite the only complete line left in your head:

"Metal...Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth!"

quack-

The surroundings were deathly silent, with only the sound of the flowing stream.

Fu Rong's cheeks felt a little hot...

That's so embarrassing!

She felt as if many crows were flying past behind her.

Oh no...did I mess this up?

Just as I was thinking this, I noticed that Zhao Guizhen's expression... seemed a little unnatural!

Fu Rong remembered seeing it somewhere...

A normal person's smile won't last more than two seconds!

Three seconds... it doesn't matter anyway!

Meanwhile, the Taoist Master Guizhen on the other side had maintained that smile for more than ten seconds!

Sure enough, something was wrong!

Snapped...

As he was thinking, Zhao Guizhen's expression remained unchanged, but he had already stepped onto the water.

What's up?

This river is at least two meters deep... Do you have iron legs to float on water?

result...

As the other person landed, only a slight ripple spread across the water, but the person did not sink.

Fu Rong was stunned.

Just as she was questioning what the other party was going to do, Zhao Guizhen actually walked towards her step by step on the water!

"Hey, Master Guizhen, what are you doing?" Fu Rong took a half step back.

At the same time, his right hand was already reaching towards his lower back!

bass!

The dagger is drawn!

The blade reflected the cold moonlight.

The smile on Zhao Guizhen's face was gradually fading.

His facial features were distorted, revealing extreme ferocity.

Fu Rong gripped the knife handle tightly, adjusting her breathing.

Even now, she still can't understand it...

What exactly do the five elements (metal, wood, water, fire, earth) mean?

Which word hit your sore spot?

"I understand, Rongmei, you must have been bewitched by that new guy, Zhou Yan..."

Zhao Guizhen's voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion.

Fu Rong's face gradually darkened.

So what if you can float on water?

Do you really think my knife is only good for cutting vegetables?

"If you take one more step forward, I'm going to make my move."

Fu Rong held the sword across her chest, her face turning completely grim.

Zhao Guizhen turned a deaf ear.

He flicked his sleeve, and a bright yellow talisman floated out.

Spontaneous combustion without a flame.

With a whoosh!

Five dark figures reappeared out of thin air...

[The Five Mighty Warriors Talisman of Maoshan Shangqing!]

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Zhao Guizhen made the Erkang gesture: "I think Brother Zhou may have also believed some slander!"

You know, my fellow disciple once misunderstood me... Let's go together and find Zhou Yan to get to the bottom of this!

Despite their polite words, the five dark figures showed no mercy, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on Fu Rong!

The dark figure moved with the speed of the wind, carrying a chilling aura, and rushed straight towards Fu Rong's face!

Clang!

There was no trace of naivety left in Fu Rong's eyes.

Instead, a chilling murderous intent filled the air!

The short sword drew a perfect arc in mid-air—

The fierce sword energy condensed into a white rainbow and slashed out horizontally!

"just--!"

"ha--!"

The dark figures let out a series of unwilling howls before turning to ashes!

Taking advantage of this brief gap, Zhao Guizhen had already appeared in front of Fu Rong like a ghost.

Blood-red runes swirled in his right palm, accompanied by a pungent, fishy stench, as he brought the blade down!

[The Bewitching Seal in the Palm!]

Fu Rong's eyes narrowed!

[Sword Breaking Style!]

"Snapped!"

"Clang!"

Taking the hits passively has never been Fu Dajianxian's style.

She raised her left arm and precisely blocked Zhao Guizhen's attacking wrist.

Unexpectedly, the opponent changed tactics at the last minute, and lightly patted Fu Rong's forearm with his blood-red palm, making a crisp sound!

At the same time, Fu Rong slashed out with her right-hand short sword again!

The azure sword energy departed from the blade.

A streak of azure sword energy pierced through Zhao Guizhen's chest in an instant and swept outwards!

The three tree trunks behind them snapped off in unison and collapsed with a crash.

In a corner where no one could see them, a group of invisible people all lowered their heads in unison!

Fu Rong herself used the momentum to leap backward, retreating ten meters away.

As soon as she landed, she stumbled!

My eyes instantly lost focus.

The short sword he was about to raise hung limply at his side...

Zhao Guizhen stood still, a layer of dark red light appearing on his body.

"I've been in the village for so long, and I haven't taken any of those random magical artifacts. I only asked for this one high-grade protective artifact..."

Zhao Guizhen looked down at his body and grinned:

"Even you couldn't sever it... It seems the cult leader wasn't lying to me... And you!"

A sinister smile crept across Zhao Guizhen's face:

"You've been hit by my palm-binding spell... It seems fate is on my side; even before you leave, it's not forgetting to give you a good meal..."

Zhao Guizhen narrowed his eyes, licked his lips, and walked towards Fu Rong, who was still standing there in a daze.

But as soon as he took a step, the light shield around him remained, but his Taoist robe ripped into countless pieces with a "rip"!

"Hey! Hitting a cow from across the mountain!"

In that instant, every hair on Zhao Guizhen's body stood on end!

He suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot, and roared:

"Who's there! Who's there!"

He stared wide-eyed, scrutinizing it for a long time...

There was no one behind me, not even a shadow of a person.

A night breeze blew by...

It brings a bone-chilling cold.