Chapter One Thousand and Fifty-Seven Fair Duel

"Very good!" The corners of Yun Wuya's mouth outlined a playful arc, and he said coldly: "Then what are you waiting for? Soldier against soldier, general against general, just start a war directly! Who destroys whom, it is not a matter of ruthless words that can be decided, you will only know after fighting!"

When Commander Mo heard this, he almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, he only knew one thing, as long as the other party made a move, he had no doubt that all the people he brought, including himself, would stay here. And he died with no dignity and no value.

To take revenge for a villain who robbed someone's daughter-in-law is a disgraceful thing in itself, not only will he pay for himself, but even these Ziyun Guards will die blindly.

It is one thing to be loyal to Ziwei Peak, but it is another thing to die so humiliated and shameful! Therefore, this situation must not occur, this is by no means a cowardly retreat, but a strategy, and it is a wise move that a general should have.

Moreover, the likely consequences of this war will be unimaginably terrible. In the heart of Commander Mo, a villain beast like the Lord of Shaofeng, even if he was still alive, would sooner or later plague Ziwei Peak. Now that he is dead, he has to set off a fire fight between the two peaks, and he is simply an intolerable scumbag.

"The purpose of our trip is just to catch the murderer who killed the Lord of Shaofeng, it is purely a dispute between the rivers and lakes, and there is no intention to offend Bixue Peak at all. So, it's just a misunderstanding!" Commander Mo lowered his body as much as he could, and reluctantly squeezed out a wry smile, which was much more ugly than crying.

"Misunderstanding?" Yun Wuya sneered; "Let's just forget it! It's just that if you Ziyunwei intervene in the disputes between the rivers and lakes, then my Bixue Tianwei will naturally not be left behind, so let's treat it as a battle between the rivers and lakes!"

These words went around and went back to the war, although the nature has changed, but it is a change of soup and not a change of medicine, and the result is the same, and even more can be shot without any fear, it is simply a deliberate desire to protect a murderer.

"Do you know that we don't want to confront the Bixue Tianwei, aren't we deliberately embarrassing people?" Commander Mo finally sank his face, and his tone changed from calm to sharp; "I believe no one wants to accept this kind of lose-lose result!"

"That's true!" Murong Qingshui, who had been speechless, suddenly said loudly: "But, in the current situation, you have to take people, I want to maintain, both sides are riding tigers together, and no one is willing to compromise and give in." If such a stalemate continues, a war will inevitably be fought after all. "

Commander Mo frowned, he could naturally see that one of the two was singing red-faced, and the other was pretending to be white-faced, and said in a deep voice: "As long as the two sides can avoid a big fight, what advice does the girl have, why don't you say it and listen to it?"

Murong Qingshui pondered slightly, and said with a faint smile: "I have a compromise idea, maybe I can really avoid an unnecessary dispute." But I don't know if Grand Commander Mo agrees?"

"Oh?" Commander Mo's eyes lit up, and he said suspiciously: "How to compromise? It won't be that I have to fight with the other two to decide who will withdraw, right?"

"Are we so shameless?" Murong glanced at him with disdain, and said with a facelift: "At the level of you and me, we don't bother to intervene in this kind of dispute, we just need to do a supervision and verification on the side." Didn't you come to arrest the murderer? Then there was a fair showdown, and if there was no great strength to deter them, how could we arrest the murderer?"

"You mean a fair confrontation with these murderers?" Commander Mo frowned, revealing a strange expression, as if he had thought of something very ridiculous: "Talking about fairness with a murderer, isn't the girl joking?"

"The so-called murderer is just a crime that you unilaterally put on the charge. Could it be that if someone wants to rob your woman and destroy you, will you obediently clean your neck and wait to be stabbed?" Murong Qingshui still said with a faint smile, but his tone was full of indescribable sarcasm.

"This ...... "

"You don't have to answer, just keep the answer in your heart. With a few words of understatement, Murong Qingshui gradually controlled the dominance of the entire situation without a trace, with the wisdom of her generation of female military gods, how could these cultivators imagine, even if these Ziyunwei were sold directly, they would happily help count the money.

"You are only here to avenge the beast, so don't talk about the word 'murderer'. As for fairness, under normal circumstances, it can only be established on the basis of equality of strength. Perhaps before we arrived, with Ziyunwei's strength, the so-called word "fairness" was as weightless as the wind. It's just that everything is different now, isn't it?" Murong smiled lightly, and said a fact without a little fireworks, which made people unable to refute it.

Commander Mo naturally figured out the current situation, his side had lost its absolute advantage, and even faintly lost the upper hand, but the other party had two spirit gods, if he really started, except for himself, he had no doubt that the entire Ziyunwei would be left here. Therefore, a fair showdown proposed by the other party is not the best plan.

The situation is stronger than people, and an ugly wry smile squeezed out of Commander Mo's indifferent face;

"It's very simple! there are only twelve people in Tianwai Tower, and you can challenge any of them at will, but you only have five chances. As long as one of them wins, the opponent loses. The result of losing is unconditionally restrained, and my Bixue Tianwei will not stop it again. How?" The bait thrown by Murong Qingshui was very tempting, which was also the ultimate purpose of the other party's trip, and he really couldn't find any reason to refuse. What's more, the initiative of the challenge is in the hands of the opponent, and the probability of winning one of the five almost accounts for the biggest win.

"Is that true?" Commander Mo was moved when he heard this, his eyes lit up, revealing a look of surprise and surprise. This kind of good thing, some of the feeling of falling into the sky, no one can withstand such a big temptation.

"Of course, however, there is no such thing as a free lunch, in case, I mean, if you lose all five of them, then you will also unconditionally withdraw from the realm of my Bixue Peak, and you will not be able to go any further. Murong Qingshui's expression was solemn, and he said coldly.

"Is it possible? Haha!" Commander Mo looked up and said disapplaudedly: "If you are unfortunate enough to be right, then what face is there to catch the murderer?"

"Pay attention to the wording, there are no such assailants here, only fair fights. Murong snorted coldly: "Before that, both sides must swear a blood oath and not break their promises. "

Grand Commander Mo nodded disapprovingly, as if he had absolute confidence in his subordinates. Will Ziyunwei on his own side lose? After weighing and examining the situation in front of him again, although he didn't know the strength of the Tianwai Tower, he knew that his five commanders all had the combat power of the peak of the life and death realm, and the possibility of losing was really just "just in case".

After a while, the two sides cautiously swore a blood oath, and Murong Qingshui gestured to the people of Tianwailou on the top of the mountain. Although they are thousands of kilometers apart, Lu Suifeng and the others can still see all the changes at the foot of the mountain, although they can't hear the verbal competition between the two sides clearly, they have full confidence in Murong Qingshui's ability, with Lu Suifeng's IQ, after a little contemplation, they have roughly guessed what happened?

Under the gaze of countless eyes, twelve black-clothed figures with black scarves covering their faces were suspended in the void in rows, stepping down one by one, as if stepping down the stairs of the clouds. A discerning person can see at a glance that these people's use of the power of space has reached the realm of transcendence, and it is much more difficult than the void sweeping.

"Hmph! A group of murderers also dare to bluff here, they really don't know whether they are alive or dead!" Someone in Ziyunwei's camp snorted coldly with disdain, and as soon as the words fell, he was suddenly caught by an invisible big hand around his neck, and a series of "gurgling" struggles sounded in his throat, and a large amount of blood was already spilling out from the corners of his mouth.

"Someone dares to mention the word 'murderer' again, die!" Yun Wuya still carried his hands behind his back, and the voice spat out word by word from his mouth, as if it came from the Nine Shadows Abyss, cold to the bone.

The invisible hand disappeared, and the arrogant Ziyunwei gasped for breath, his eyes full of endless horror, which immediately caused a commotion and uproar, as if he was all shocked by this terrifying method. Only then did I know that in front of the powerful people of the Spirit God Realm, no matter how many life and death realms existed like ants.

Grand Commander Mo's indifferent face did not change in any way, but there was a flash of anger in the depths of his eyes, and he glanced at Yun Wuya with a little jealousy, the aura on this young man's body was even more dangerous than that woman in white.

The current situation is very beneficial to the Ziyunwei side, the great commander Mo doesn't want to make any more extraneous branches, and forcibly suppresses the anger in his heart, the previous scene seems to have never happened, beckoning, a purple armor commander came out of the crowd, in his early forties, the body is tall and strong, giving people a feeling of being thick as a mountain, but it has explosive power. With each step forward, the ground under his feet seemed to tremble slightly, filled with a powerful aura, which was very intimidating.

A pair of shocking eyes scanned back and forth on the bodies of the twelve men in black, and after a long time, the gaze finally fell on one of the men in black, froze, and no longer moved.

He beckoned to the black-clothed man he had chosen, and then took a few steps back with a solemn face, his feet slightly open, and a momentum as thick as a mountain instantly spread. The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, and there is no room for the slightest intention of underestimating the enemy. What's more, he couldn't detect the strength cultivation of these black-clothed people at all, so he could only choose one arbitrarily based on his intuition.

The black-clothed figure who was selected was slightly thinner, and his walking posture looked a bit girlish.

"Isn't it too cautious to put on this immovable defensive frame as soon as you come up?"