"Hmm!"

Rika Ozawa nodded.

The breath of the purple clan clear moon is too familiar to Rika Ozawa.

", I didn't expect Zi Qingyue to come to Huaxia so soon, it seems that you, the apprentice, are still very important to her......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang said.

"She's not here for me, she's definitely here for the seven-colored spirit orchid. ”

Rika Ozawa groaned.

Seven-colored spirit orchid?

Zhang Xiaoqiang frowned, is it a seven-colored spirit orchid?

This wave after wave of people are all here for the seven-colored spirit orchid, if it is true that the cultivation resources on the earth are limited, a seven-colored spirit orchid can arouse the concern of the strong people of a country.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's spirit was released, and he sensed the aura of a master not far away.

Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately summoned the Fire Feather Phoenix.

"Hiss......"

The Fire Feather Phoenix let out a clear cry, waved its fiery red wings, rolled up the power of two flames, and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

In a snap of his fingers, the Fire Feather Phoenix came to Zhang Xiaoqiang, prostrate its body, and waited for Zhang Xiaoqiang to board its back.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled Rika Ozawa and stepped on the broad back of the Fire Feather Phoenix.

The Fire Feather Phoenix, under the traction of Zhang Xiaoqiang's divine soul, went in the direction of Panlong Mountain.

"Master, why are we leaving? You can't be afraid of my master, right?"

Rika Ozawa asked with a puzzled expression.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's impression of Rika Ozawa has always been the kind of person who is very capable of fighting, invincible in the world, and fearless.

This is Zhang Xiaoqiang's first 'escape'.

Listening to Rika Ozawa's words, a few black lines appeared on Zhang Xiaoqiang's forehead.

Nima, is the master a person who is afraid of things?

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "I'm not afraid of Zi Qingyue, I just want to find a more convenient place to fight, fight near the villa, if I accidentally destroy the villa, it will be troublesome!"

The villa was given to Zhang Xiaoqiang by the Shen family, and Zhang Xiaoqiang had to cherish it.

What's more, the villa is also a cave mansion used by Zhang Xiaoqiang to cultivate, and he arranged the spirit gathering formation, which attracted the aura of heaven and earth to nourish the villa.

"I see......"

Rika Ozawa suddenly realized.

......

The Purple Clan's Qingyue and the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master came together, and flew towards the Cloud Mountain in the sky.

"Oh no, the target has escaped, hurry up and chase it!"

Zi Qingyue's complexion changed suddenly, and she chased in the direction of Panlong Mountain.

The Southern Witch Sect Witch Master also followed and chased towards Panlong Mountain.

......

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Ozawa Lixiang, sitting on the fire feather phoenix, came to a wide flat land in the middle of Panlong Mountain, and stopped.

Sou......

Sou......

Two figures, flying from the air, were none other than the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master and the Purple Clan's Qingyue.

When these two people landed, Zhang Xiaoqiang was completely stunned when he saw Zi's Qingyue.

Rika Ozawa is thirty-two years old and looks like she is in her twenties.

And Zi Qingyue was a well-known female swordsman on the island of Kyushu twenty years ago, and the first swordsman on Kyushu Island ten years ago.

Such a master, at least over fifty years old, but her appearance is too young, she looks younger than Rika Ozawa, she wears a fiery red kimono, has black hair like a waterfall, and carries a sword on her back, just like a girl who came out of a comic.

Zi Qingyue's eyes were particularly cold and murderous.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at another visitor.

This person is dressed in a black robe, with handsome white skin, a very handsome appearance, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

"Ozawa, you betrayed me so quickly?"

Zi Qingyue looked at Rika Ozawa, and her tone was cold and unfazed.

Rika Ozawa was shocked by the murderous aura on Zi's Qingyue.

"Master, I am following Mr. Zhang now, and I thank Master for his kindness in the past......"

Rika Ozawa plucked up her courage and said.

"Mr. Zhang, hehe, Huaxia martial arts, how can it be compared to my island country swordsmanship, Xiao Ze, you are a pearl cast into the dark, do you understand?" Zi Qingyue sneered.

Rika Ozawa didn't say anything.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Zi Qingyue and said lightly: "The female swordsman who knows across the island country, Zi Qingyue, is this bit of energy? The swordsmanship of the island country is all derived from my Huaxia, what do you say that the Chinese martial arts are not as good as the swordsmanship of the island country? Can you still have a face?"

"You ......"

Zi's Qingyue's face turned pale.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's words hurt her heart every minute.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his eyes to look at the Southern Witch Sect Witch Master.

"You are from the Southern Witch Sect, the Black Mist Elder and the Great Protector of the Southern Witch Sect were all killed by me, you are the Witch Master of the Southern Witch Sect, right?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang said lightly.

"It's the witch master of the Southern Witch Sect, boy, you still have some ability, even my Great Protector of the Southern Witch Sect died in your hands, today I will peel your skin and draw your tendons, and burn your soul with the secret technique of the Southern Witch Sect......"

The Southern Witch Sect Witch Master said.

"Haha, you came well, I will kill you today, so that I don't have to go to the Southern Witch Sect to find you......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled faintly.

The witch master of the Southern Witch Sect, Zhang Xiaoqiang is bound to kill.

The grievances between Zhang Xiaoqiang and the Southern Witch Sect are not a day or two.

As long as he kills the biggest boos of the Southern Witch Sect, no one in the Southern Witch Sect will dare to provoke him in the future.

"Boy, hand over the seven-colored spirit orchid!"

Zi Qingyue said coldly.

The purple Qingyue came only for the seven-colored spirit orchid.

The witch master of the Southern Witch Sect still has some old grudges with Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"If you want a seven-colored spirit orchid, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang sneered.

Zi Qingyue drew his sword.

Choke!

A sword roared.

Then, Zi Qingyue's wrist flicked, and a sword attacked Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Laugh at!

A sword aura, as thin as a silk thread, full of murderous aura, rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, like a laser lightning.

Zi Qingyue is worthy of being the first swordsman in the island country of Kyushu, her sword is three points into the wood, and the artistic conception is transcendent.

This silky sword is the most powerful killing move.

A swordsman like Zi Qingyue, what she cares about most is not the fancy coat of the sword, but the lethality of the sword.

The sword of Zi Qingyue is the most powerful sword move Zhang Xiaoqiang has seen so far.

If Zhang Xiaoqiang had encountered such a sword before, he would not have dared to confront it head-on.

And now, Zhang Xiaoqiang swallowed a Colorful Spirit Pill and had reached the sixth-level cultivation of Qi Induction, and the sword of the Zi Clan Qingyue did not have much deterrent power for him.

"Look at the ...... of the sword"

Zhang Xiaoqiang held a ruler-long and short sword in his hand, and he also attacked with a volley of swords.

Laugh at!

A sword aura that was even thicker and more Dao sword intent rushed in the direction of the Purple Clan's Qingyue.

The two sword qi collided together in the air, and although there was no earth-shattering explosion, a powerful force burst out at that moment, tearing the air apart into an independent space.

Pedal pedal!

Zi Qingyue took five steps backwards in a row before she stabilized her body.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, on the other hand, only took three steps back.

Don't underestimate the gap between these two steps, between them, it is the embodiment of strength and heritage.