Drunk lying on the setting sun for the king

Feng Xiangyue looked at them, his fingers unconsciously fell on the hilt of the sword, and he clenched it tightly, his eyes were full of hostility.He had defeated many opponents before, but this was the first time he felt that a person was so mysterious.Xuanchen's body was lingering with immortality and murderous aura, which made him look like an extraordinary monk, but also like a villain who killed people without batting an eyelid.

For a moment, everything in the world seemed to be still, only the thick killing intent filled the air, adding a bit of chill to the mountains.Feng Xiangyue felt as if a big rock was pressing on her heart, and when she moved slightly, a drop of sweat slid down her forehead.

He took a deep breath, and put his eyes on Hai Jing, but he saw that Hai Jing still had a lazy smile on his face, and he even seemed a little careless.

However, at this moment, Xuan Chen stepped forward, jumped up like a bird, raised his right palm, and slapped Hai Jing face to face!

The Buddha beads moved against the wind and made a chi-chi sound.Seeing that the palm was already attached to Hai Jing's cheek, Hai Jing made a wrong step and slipped out of Xuan Chen's hand like a swimming fish.

Xuan Chen's movements were not slow, the moment Hai Jing's figure flickered, his gestures also changed immediately, and the Buddha beads seemed to have life, and they swirled towards Hai Jing in the air.

Hai Jing was startled, and pulled out the Luoxia Sword at the very moment to block the Buddha beads.Hearing a "clang", Luoxia Sword was trembling slightly by the red copper Buddhist beads, and Hai Jing also staggered a step because of the force on the Buddhist beads.

Taking advantage of his unsteady footsteps, Xuan Chen swiped his right foot backwards, and with a movement of his fingers, a few beads of prayer beads came out of his hand, hitting Hai Jing's eyes.

In just a moment, the Buddha beads rushed to Hai Jing's eyes, and the strong wind pierced his eyes.Hai Jing's back felt cold, and it was too late to block it. In desperation, his left hand moved subconsciously, and he knocked out the scabbard from his waist, and rushed straight into the sky, colliding with the Buddha beads from bottom to top.

Only a few "dangdangdang" sounds were heard, and the few beads of prayer beads were thrown into the sky by the scabbard, and disappeared in an instant.

Xuan Chen frowned indistinctly, he didn't expect Hai Jing to be able to deal with it in a critical situation, so he couldn't help being a little more vigilant towards him.

He listened to Hai Jing's footsteps, flicked his right fingertips, and a few prayer beads rushed towards Hai Jing's front door again.

Hai Jing had already stood firm at this moment, staring at the Buddhist beads, and stretched out his long sword, several silver lights intertwined into a light curtain in the air.

In an instant, those Buddhist beads were split in two, and the long sword stabbed straight at Xuanchen's eyebrows without losing any momentum.

Xuanchen snorted coldly, raised the sleeve of his left hand, and hit the blade of the sword at the very moment, shaking the blade off the track.Immediately, on one side of his body, his right palm was pushed out, and it hit Hai Jing directly on the heart.

Hai Jing didn't expect Xuanchen's reaction to be so fast, his left hand flew up and went towards Xuanchen's palm.

When the two hands met, Xuan Chen felt a powerful internal force attacking like mountains and seas.He has always been proud of his profound internal strength, but at this moment he felt a tearing pain in his body, he was shaken by Hai Jing's palm and made a few steps back, sweat dripped from his forehead.

However, Fang stopped in his tracks, but Xuan Chen couldn't help being startled, because suddenly, he could no longer feel Hai Jing's existence.He gritted his teeth, still unwilling to open his eyes, so he suppressed his emotions, listening to the sound of falling trees, the hand holding the Buddhist beads gradually tightened.

Pieces of dead leaves fell with the wind, lightly landed on Xuanchen's shoulders, and then slowly floated down with his subtle movements, falling soundlessly to the ground.

Suddenly, the whirling dead leaves danced wildly as if being pushed away by an invisible force, and a gust of wind slashed towards Xuan Chen head-on.Xuan Chen's face turned back, he believed that Hai Jing was attacking from above, and with a pull of his arm, he actually tore off the Buddhist beads and shot them all into the sky.

There was a messy "chi chi" sound in the wind, and it seemed that countless dead branches and leaves were pierced by Buddhist beads, but the strong wind still existed.For the first time, Xuan Chen lost confidence in his heart, clenched his fists and trembled slightly, and finally opened his eyes.

However, what surprised him was that there was no Hai Jing in front of him at all, only countless dead leaves falling towards him like sharp blades, and they were scattered by the flying beads, flying like raindrops.

Xuan Chen's face turned pale in an instant, and when he was about to turn around, he felt a cold edge of the sword stick to his back, and it would pass through his body in just a moment.

When he was in danger, one side of Xuanchen's body swept back.The sword blade "swiped" and tore through the skirt of his clothes, but he didn't even frown. He waved his sleeves and created a gust of wind, enveloping all the Buddhist beads in the air. call.

The Buddha beads came pouring down like a drizzle, and Hai Jing couldn't make a judgment at the moment, so he had to dodge and block by instinct.The beads of Buddha grazed his lapel, hit his sword blade, jingled and fell down one after another.There were also a few that hit his body, causing his face to change slightly.

Xuanchen took advantage of this opportunity, raised his right palm, and jumped up to hit him.Hai Jing seemed to have expected it a long time ago, no longer cared about the Buddha beads, turned around to face Xuanchen, and struck out with the long sword with the sword flower, and stabbed more than ten moves in an instant.

For a moment, Xuan Chen was forced to retreat again and again by the moves without gaps, the monk's clothes were broken in several places in the fierce wind, and blood gradually oozes out.Feeling the sword wind coming from several directions, Xuanchen could no longer tell the reality of the sword move, so he simply jumped up to avoid Hai Jing's attack.

His body rolled in the air, and landed firmly on a treetop. Suddenly, the branches and leaves swayed, and the fallen trees fluttered in the air.

Xuanchen reached out to hold the branch, his monk robe fluttered, and stared at Hai Jing coldly, "You are the first person to force me to open my eyes in so many years!"

Hai Jing and Feng Xiangyue looked at him, but his face turned serious, because those radiant pupils were actually amber, with a strong sense of transparency, and they didn't look like they belonged to the Central Plains people.

"Master, the reason why you keep your eyes closed is that you are worried about being seen by others?" Hai Jing stepped forward, raised his head and looked straight into his eyes.

"I said, I just don't want others to dirty my eyes." Xuan Chen raised his chin contemptuously, looked away, and glanced at Hai Jing from the corner of his eyes, with some unknown meaning flowing in his eyes, "... However, you have the value of opening my eyes."

"Really? That's really my honor." Hai Jing smiled and touched his nose.

Xuanchen stared at him, frowned indistinctly, remained silent for a while, and said, "My sense has never been wrong, but why can't I feel a trace of murderous aura from you when you make a move? How did you do it?" of!"

"Master, it is because you trust your own feelings that you are deceived by the leaves I threw." Hai Jing said, tilting his head slightly, and the smile on his lips had a hint of meaning, "Besides, you So I don't feel murderous, because I didn't intend to kill you from the beginning."

Xuan Chen was taken aback, his handsome face distorted slightly, "So, you didn't show your full strength just now?"

Hai Jing just stared at him and didn't reply, with a smile on his brows and eyes.

Xuan Chen gritted his teeth, his face became more complicated for a moment.He suddenly swung his palm and hit the tree directly, causing the dead branches to fall like flying flowers, and clicked his tongue unwillingly, "Hai Jing, don't be complacent, I will definitely ask you to pay back today's debt Come on! Whether you are qualified to be our opponent, just prove it to us in the future!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves, like a bird flying through the sky, and left in the direction of Tianfa Temple.

"Us?" Hai Jing faced the direction where he disappeared, and frowned slightly, "Such pupils are definitely not owned by people from the Central Plains. It seems that the power behind him is not small."

"Not only is it not small, but behind him is Zhu Lian Island itself." Feng Xiangyue's face was in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly for a while, but his tone was extremely cold, "The amber pupils are the symbol of the Zhu Lian tribe, He must have come to the Central Plains from Zhu Lian Island. He came to stop us just now, probably because we knew about Xuan Mo's murder, but unfortunately, he mistakenly overestimated himself, stealing chickens won't cost you money."

"So that's how it is." Hai Jing was a little surprised, rubbed his chin and murmured, "But he entered Tianfa Temple earlier than Ji Qianhuan, how did he get into the temple? If there is a chance in the future, Xiang Master Xuanqing should inquire about his origin."

Feng Xiangyue responded casually, and walked down the mountain with her head down, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, and she murmured, "Zhu Lian Island... What are you planning?"

Layers of forests staggered past before the eyes, and were left behind by the two of them.After a long time, Hai Jing and Feng Xiangyue came to a cliff.At this time, the sky was already bright, and the gray clouds lingered among the towering peaks, stretching across the sky, looking like a white ocean.

Feng Xiangyue walked forward with the trunk of the tree, stood on the edge of the cliff, looked down at the sea of ​​clouds below, "This is not the way down the mountain, we went wrong."

After hearing this, Hai Jing was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped, because a glint of golden light appeared among the gray clouds.He grabbed Feng Xiangyue, pointed to the light blade that painted the horizon, "Let's go later, the sun will rise."

Feng Xiangyue glanced at him, then turned around impatiently, "Isn't it the sunrise? What's there to see?"

Even so, he raised his eyes to the sky.I saw the gray and white clouds spread out like a curtain, the sky gradually brightened, and the morning sun slowly rose from the stacked peaks, red as blood, and the light gushed out.