Gao Leng's deadly enemy always wants to pursue me

The appointed day has come.

Huaichuan Peak gathered visitors from various sects, and it was very lively, but everyone's faces were covered with dark clouds.

Xun Gulan, the owner of the Zhengqing Palace, was the most indignant, her face was full of anger, and she said with righteous indignation: "People from the Demon Cult, don't talk to him morally! When he comes, let's go up together, and directly detain him. Wuren came to redeem himself, took down the leader of this demon in one fell swoop, and destroyed the Shifang Pavilion!"

Master Mi Bing of Puluoqingyin Temple just bowed his head silently, clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha."

Ying Ru frowned without saying a word.

Xun Gulan glared at Mi Bing, "Your senior brother Yanyi was killed by the Shifang Pavilion, you didn't come here just to read a Buddhist scripture, did you?"

Mi Bing sighed slightly, "Our temple has never cared about worldly affairs, and this time I came here just to avoid following in the footsteps of my senior brother."

Ying Ru nodded: "Thank you, Master, I will personally fight this challenge and fight it fairly. Shifang Pavilion is a demon sect, and I am the right way, so I should treat this matter more openly and aboveboard."

Xun Gulan sneered.

Ying Ru said with a smile: "Of course, it is not so easy for Shifang Pavilion to get rid of me." After finishing speaking, he turned his head, "Junior brother, are you right?"

Pei Muxue who was behind came back to her senses and said with a smile, "Yes."

"Your senior brother has encountered such a problem, why do you still act like a wanderer?" Xun Gulan frowned, she had never had a good impression of Pei Muxue.

Pei Muxue smiled, "I was thinking a lot, and lost my mind for a while, don't blame me, don't blame me."

Ying Ru was very happy, "Brother is really pleased."

A few people arrived at the halfway up the mountain of Huaichuan Peak, near the stone platform where the alliance ceremony was held before.This is the proposal of Ying Rushi. The young master of the Shifang Pavilion came to challenge him. As the master, he must treat it with caution.

Many cultivators have come here to cheer for the righteous way.You can see their blushing and thick necks from a distance, and their conversations can be heard clearly.

"Shifang Pavilion is really arrogant!"

"This time the head should be selected, I'm waiting to see them hit the iron plate!"

"In my opinion, we should go together!"

The noisy voice stopped abruptly the moment Ying Rushi arrived.

Everyone looked up, either in indignation or sympathy.Behind the crowd, Shui Wuya leaned against a flimsy sapling and looked at Ying Rushi expressionlessly.

Ke Yingru looked as usual, greeted the visitor with a smile, and stood quietly in the center, waiting for the challenger to arrive.

Pei Muxue sat down silently, he seemed out of place among these people.

A person beside him came up to him, "We meet again."

Pei Muxue looked up and found that it was Lin Mingzhe who hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Thanks to your encouragement, I have now picked up the hobby of writing books. When I finish the work, I will definitely give you a copy." He laughed.

Mentioning this, Pei Muxue nodded with a smile, unable to take his mind off.

Lin Mingzhe lowered his voice, "I heard that the young master of Shifang Pavilion will come with the Frost Bone Sword today, is it true?"

"Yes."

Lin Mingzhe said again: "Speaking of which, I had a fate with this sword, and I really can't bear it to wander outside and cause disasters again. And that young master..." He paused, glanced at Pei Muxue's face, "That young master has an unusual friendship with you. Last time we met, he clearly didn't want to be an enemy of the righteous way. Why this time..."

When Pei Muxue heard the words, there were no waves on the surface, but there was already a big wave in her heart, "It's like being in a demon sect, how can others comment on it."

Lin Mingzhe was taken aback for a moment, then sneered, and sat back.

Pei Muxue sat alone, and from time to time someone would come over to make friends, and by the way curse Wu Ling who hadn't shown up yet.At first he barely smiled, but gradually, the smile faded away, and he stood there coldly. The former iceberg reappeared, so no one dared to come.

Looking at the familiar scenery of Huaichuan Peak, he took out a small jug from his sleeve and drank the wine alone.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Li Wuqing.

On such an occasion today, he did not show up.It's not unusual to say that with Li Wuqing's indifferent temperament, she has no friendship with Yingru, so it's normal not to come.However, at this time, Pei Muxue missed the time when the two drank together.

If, at this time, he could drink this moon crisp wine with Li Wuqing, he would not be so lonely.

Pei Muxue's eyes moved upwards, from here, she could only see the eave tiles in a small corner above the peak, and she couldn't see Li Wuqing's residence at all.

He must be practicing sword at this time.

Pei Muxue withdrew her gaze and looked at Ying Rushi. Soon he will have a showdown with Wuling.

He hadn't seen Wu Ling for a long time, and he never imagined that the two would meet again in such a scene.

At noon, Pei Muxue drank the last drop of Yuesu wine, and heard the exclamations around her.

Above the sky, a black figure came with a sword in an arc.The black robe was blown up by the wind, showing the man's thin figure even more.As soon as he appeared, he attracted everyone's attention.

Pei Muxue's eyes moved slightly.For him, this person is a first love, a difficult emotion, but at this time, it is even more of an opposition of positions, an insurmountable gap.

Wuling fell to the ground, and everyone came back to their senses and started whispering, nothing more than some righteous condemnation, and some people sighed, such a young man was born in the Devil's Cult, and his life was really ruined.

Someone immediately retorted, "This person is rotten from the root, what is there to feel sorry for, it is the kindness of a woman, if the person being challenged is not what he should be, if it is you, can you still say such a thing! "

So, the only sigh was drowned in anger.

Pei Muxue said nothing, and never took her eyes off Wuling.

Ying Ru smiled and said, "I've been waiting here for a long time."

Wuling's low and unwavering voice spread to every corner, "Thank you for taking this matter so seriously."

After finishing speaking, with a flick of his hand, a golden wooden frame appeared at the corner of the stone platform, and he placed the Frost Bone Sword firmly on the wooden frame.

This move surprised many people. The incident in Ningyao Town made the sword famous. They all thought that Wuling brought the Frost Bone Sword to overwhelm Ying Rushi with the magic weapon and take his place. life.

Wu Ling said: "This sword is a lottery. If I lose, this sword will be given to you."

Yingru was stunned for a while, looking at Wuling inexplicably.

But Wuling stopped explaining, and went straight to the opposite side of Ying Rushi.With a flick of his hand, he added a barrier between the two, isolating them from the others.

Immediately, someone cursed in anger: "The devil is worthy of being a devil! Is he afraid of our intervention? We are righteous people, how could we do such insidious acts!"

Immediately many people joined in.

Pei Muxue didn't look sideways, Wu Ling should be afraid that the two will fight and the residual power will affect innocent people.

Wu Ling and Ying Ru stood facing each other, both in a state of preparation for battle.

From Wuling's landing to this moment, Pei Muxue has been looking at him, but she has never met Wuling's eyes.

He couldn't explain the unexplainable loss in his heart, but the situation at the moment might be better like this.

As he was thinking wildly, there was already applause from the crowd around him, and the two had already started fighting.

Pei Muxue looked at Wuling, his foundation had indeed recovered, but the matter of the white flame flower still made him feel guilty.Wuling saved him, but he only enjoyed his kindness and couldn't do anything for him.

Wu Ling's offensive was extremely fierce, so Ying should deal with it calmly.There is a lot of difference in age between the two, but their cultivation bases are comparable.Wu Ling's talent is really amazing, but it is another story in the mouth of the onlookers.

"This devil must have used some sorcery!"

"That's right, otherwise, with such a brat, how could he be better than Sect Leader Ying!"

Only Pei Muxue knew how many attacks Wuling had blocked for him with such cultivation.But right now, he attacked his senior brother mercilessly.This kind of taste made it difficult for Pei Muxue to clarify.

The barrier blocked the attacking power of the two, and the onlookers approached unscrupulously, yelling loudly, asking Ying Ru to kill this hateful demon quickly.

At this time, Lin Mingzhe whispered in Pei Muxue's ear, "This young master seems to have just recovered from a serious illness."

Pei Muxue gave a wry smile and acquiesced.

He looked into the barrier again, he should be so calm and unhurried, but fine sweat oozes from his forehead, Wu Ling presses on step by step, without mercy.

Pei Muxue's heart clenched and she didn't want to look at it anymore, but she still just sat here.

It takes courage to go.

One is the elder brother who took care of him since he was a child, and the other is the object of his love.Pei Muxue's hands tightly clenched her clothes, her fingers turned white, her inner clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and her whole body felt cold.

At this moment, his mind is blank.

"Little Martial Uncle!" Suddenly, a disciple ran up to him and said anxiously, "That devil is too vicious, it's not good for the head if it goes on like this."

Pei Muxue turned her head blankly.

"You break the barrier, and we'll go in together!"

The disciple looked at Pei Muxue eagerly. In the sect, apart from Ying Rushi, Pei Muxue was the most prestigious.Right now, he is the only person who can be relied on.

Before Pei Muxue could speak, a deep female voice snorted and said, "This barrier is not difficult to break."

Xun Gulan hooked his mouth and drew out his sword.

Pei Muxue stood up immediately.

"What's the matter, you want to go with me to support Yingzhang and your senior brother. Or..." Xun Gulan smiled playfully, and looked over with unclear meaning, "You want to stand with that devil, defend Him, allow him to hurt the pillar of our righteous way?"

At that time in Ningyao Town, she could see clearly the relationship between Pei Muxue and Wu Ling, and she had long doubted Pei Muxue's position.

Pei Muxue's face turned pale, she gritted her teeth and looked at her, "This is a fair duel, I don't need to face anyone."

Lin Mingzhe also stood up, walked in front of Xun Gulan with a haha, and said with a smile: "Let's watch the battle first. I see the situation, and the possibility of Master Ying winning is very high."

Pei Muxue and Xun Gulan looked into the barrier together.

Sure enough, Yingru was forced to take a few steps back, but immediately counterattacked, and Wuling gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Pei Muxue's pupils twitched, Ying Ru used it just now, it was an original and lost technique created by Ao Congyun.