Chapter 300: The Battle of Chinese New Year's Eve
Hearing Tang Fengyue's words, Zhao Wuyi felt like he had been slapped in the face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoEspecially in public, it made him feel endless shame.
Even in Heavenly Sword Villa, he is a peer with excellent qualifications. Except for Zao Wou-Ki and a few others, who would dare to delight themselves so much?
"The surname is Tang, you are not qualified to challenge my father-in-law at all, get off the mountain if you know each other!"
Zhao didn't intend to shout.
Tang Fengyue ignored him and was about to talk to Zhao Qisheng. Suddenly, Zhao had no intention of slashing with a sword, and the injured Fang Rusheng and Wang Zhihua bore the brunt of the sword qi and were affected by the sword qi.
With a wave of Tang Fengyue's hand, she dispersed the sword qi and said coldly, "Do you really plan to humiliate yourself?"
"Who would be a shame, not necessarily. ā
Zhao had no intention of smiling faintly.
He didn't know what kind of master Heavenly Sword Villa sent to snipe Tang Fengyue.
He only knew that in terms of cultivation, he was two small realms higher than Tang Fengyue. In terms of martial arts, his own little demon sword style is close to perfection. In terms of combat skills, few people can compare with their own talent and talent.
Even if Tang Fengyue is better than him in one or two ways, on the whole, he will not be much worse than him.
Today's heroes are gathered, and it is just right to justify themselves through this battle!
"Tang Fengyue, I will never let my father-in-law fight you. Because to fight with you is simply a disgrace to the father-in-law. ā
Zhao had no intention of being imposing, and a fierce sword aura burst out from his body, locking on Tang Fengyue from afar.
Many people secretly praise it in their hearts.
Sure enough, he is worthy of being Zhao Qisheng's righteous son, just this sword qi, you can know that Zhao has no intention of understanding swordsmanship, and he is definitely ahead of most of his peers.
Tang Fengyue stared at Zhao Wuyi and did not speak.
"Don't dare to say anything, are you afraid?"
Zhao had no intention of laughing: "I knew that you were a person who sold your reputation and reputation." The last time I lost to you at Emei Jinding, it was just a mistake. Now, if you dare to fight me, I will trample you under my feet. ā
"Out of the sword. ā
Tang Fengyue was not interested in listening to it anymore. Flies are not qualified to be in his eyes, but if the flies keep barking, it is better to slap them off with one palm.
Shout!
Zhao has no intention of being restrained. At the moment when Tang Fengyue's words fell, he took out his sword.
The sword vibrated with a ring of fluctuations, like ripples of water. As each ring of fluctuations unfolded, the void trembled slightly.
The trick of the small demon sword, a sword to subdue the demon.
Zhao had no intention of behaving so recklessly. He saw the moment when Tang Fengyue finished speaking, and shot with all his strength, just to catch Tang Fengyue off guard.
Moreover, with his innate fivefold foundation, he was confident that even if Tang Fengyue blocked this sword, it would take a lot of strength. When the time comes, the stepfather will easily find out his way.
Zhao unintentionally smirked.
"Foolish. ā
The moment the sword qi attacked, Tang Fengyue shot at the same time. The gun was stuck in the ground by him, and he only stretched out his white and slender hand.
With a wave of his hand, a strong wind suddenly whistled out. Accompanied by a clear dragon chant that shocked the top of the Cuilong Mountain, it hit the sword qi directly.
This is a dragon slayer created by a young man surnamed Mei.
To this day, Tang Fengyue's cultivation has fully exerted the power of the dragon slayer.
I saw that as soon as he shook it with one hand, the dragon energy followed closely and tightened, and suddenly shattered Zhao Wuyi's sword qi. Then the remaining strength was endless, and it penetrated into Zhao Wuyi's chest.
"Poof!"
Zhao Wuyi's eyes were full of shock, he screamed, and flew into the crowd where the Heavenly Sword Villa was also stunned.
One move, just one move, Tang Fengyue defeated Zhao Wuyi, who was known as a genius.
What made the disciples of Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa even more terrifying was that he still used a loose hand, not a gun move that made him famous.
"It's finally quieter. ā
The sound of gasping cold air could be heard indirectly all around, and Tang Fengyue looked at Zhao Qisheng, whose expression had been frozen since he appeared.
Of course, he knew why the other party was like this, and sneered: "Zhao Erzhuang's memory is not bad, and he still knows his junior sister." ā
Zhao Qisheng's expression froze slightly, his eyes withdrew from Wang Zhihua, shook his head and smiled: "Tang Shaoxia's words make Zhao incomprehensible. ā
Wang Zhihua on the ground laughed miserably: "Zhao Qisheng, you dog beast, you can't understand Tang Shaoxia's words, you should always understand my words." Back then, you had a human face and a beast's heart, worshiped the spear spirit as a teacher, and after learning his mastery, you brutally killed him. This account can be settled today. ā
Wang Zhihua's words suddenly made many people inexplicable.
"Who are you, girl? Is there any basis for saying this?"
The person who spoke was a handsome and beautiful man, who was none other than Luo Feiqing, the third young castle lord of Perak Fort.
Tang Fengyue praised this third uncle in her heart.
Luo Feiqing asked like this, because of his face, no one would disturb Wang Zhihua, which was equivalent to providing an opportunity for her to tell the inside story of the year.
Wang Zhihua said: "I am the daughter of the spear spirit, one of the victims back then, is this basis enough?"
Hearing this, the scene was in an uproar.
Spear Spirit was also a famous master, but he was mysterious, and there was little news of him on the rivers and lakes. Listening to this woman's vow, could it be that the spear spirit was really killed?
"Nonsense, girl, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. ā
The blood sword attendant shouted angrily, his body was surging, and he suddenly pressed towards Wang Zhihua.
"What, you want to kill people?"
Tang Fengyue stood in front of the woman, blocking the other party's momentum and not taking a step back.
"If you dare to slander my Heavenly Sword Villa, you should die. ā
The Blood Sword Servant smiled cruelly, and his momentum suddenly soared, pressing towards Tang Fengyue like a mountain.
Luo Feiqing quickly dodged, blocked Tang Fengyue in time, and shouted: "Don't go too far." ā
Seeing that the two sides were about to break out, the wooden sword attendant hurriedly walked out and said to Wang Zhihua: "You said that you are the daughter of the spear spirit, what evidence is there?"
Wang Zhihua sneered, and his hand began to make a series of movements. If you look closely, it looks like a marksmanship move.
"Ah, it's the sixteen tips of the spear spirit in the past, isn't this a unique skill?"
Someone shouted, his face full of incredulity.
At that time, the gun spirit was not small, and it was called the Great Zhou State Double Gun with the strange whereabouts of the gun evil. Many people have seen the marksmanship of the spear spirit, so they recognize it at a glance.
At this moment, many people's expressions became wonderful, and they swirled on the faces of Wang Zhihua and Zhao Qisheng.
"A set of specious marksmanship doesn't prove anything at all. Girl, who the hell instructed you to frame me? As long as you say it, Zhao can not blame the past. ā
Zhao Qisheng said with a smile.
His calm and calm appearance made many people who supported Tianjian Villa scream, and they accused Wang Zhihua of deliberately framing and smearing.
"Have you forgotten? This woman was brought by Tang Fengyue. This matter may be a conspiracy by Sanssouci Valley against Heavenly Sword Villa!"
A disciple of the Changchun Courtyard sneered.
"Not bad. It must have been Tang Fengyue who was afraid that he would lose to Zhao Erzhuang's master, so he set up such a plan in advance, wanting to affect Zhao Erzhuang's duel state. ā
Some Jianghu cultivators, who were good friends with Zhao Qisheng, also began to defend him.
Zhao Qisheng is known as a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes, and he has done a lot of chivalrous and righteous things. There are still many people who don't believe what Wang Zhihua said.
Seeing this, Fang Ru was so angry that he shouted, but Wang Zhihua was calmer.
"The spear spirit is a good friend, this woman is indeed the daughter of the spear spirit, I can testify. ā
A burly man suddenly stepped out of the crowd.
"Who are you, and what qualifications do you have to speak?"
A disciple of Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa asked disdainfully.
The burly man said lightly: "Cao Qiandao." ā
"Gun Demon Cao Qiandao?"
Cao Qiandao was originally not famous, but the battle of Xinglou had already spread all over the rivers and lakes, and many people knew such a big master who refused to be ranked on the list.
Qiandao is Wang's confidant and friend, and he has always disdained lying. ā
A middle-aged scholar smiled at Tang Fengyue, and it was a finger that led to the Xuanwang Mingkong.
There was also a pair of handsome men and women standing next to Wang Mingkong. The man was Wang Zhanqing, winking at Tang Fengyue. The woman is Cao Zhenzhen, the daughter of Cao Qiandao.
Cao Zhenzhen looked at Tang Fengyue and remembered what happened in the lost city, and his eyes flashed with brilliance.
Because of Cao Qiandao's testimony, the atmosphere at the scene became strange again.
Wang Zhihua talked to Cao Qiandao, and told in detail how Zhao Qisheng poisoned and murdered the gun spirit that day, and everyone was speechless.
"Zhao Qisheng, you should be damned. ā
After listening to Wang Zhihua's narration, Cao Qiandao stood up suddenly, and the eyes that shot at Zhao Qisheng were cold.
"Your Excellency, be careful when you speak. Heavenly Sword Villa is not something you can mess with. ā
The Blood Sword Attendant stepped forward and confronted Cao Qiandao.
The two of them are both big masters, and the terrifying momentum collided, which suddenly made the air depressed.
"You came here prepared today, it seems that you are trying your best to make Zhao ruined. ā
Seeing that the two couldn't hold each other, Zhao Qisheng sighed in a low voice, looking like a victim.
Tang Fengyue couldn't help but praise this guy's psychological quality and acting skills, but the murderous intent and anger in his heart were even more intense.
He slowly stepped forward and walked to Cao Qiandao's side, and the white dragon spear pointed at Zhao Qisheng who was three zhang away: "It's useless to talk more, today you and I will fight and never die!"
Zhao Qisheng shook his head: "Tang Shaoxia is a junior of martial arts, if Zhao is defeated, let you dispose of it." If Zhao is lucky enough to beat you, he can't bear to attack a talent like you. ā
Tang Fengyue smiled silently, and her hand holding the gun tighter.
Cao Qiandao glanced at Tang Fengyue and retreated. The Blood Sword Servant also retreated behind Zhao Qisheng at the same time.
For a while, the eyes of everyone in the audience fell on Tang Fengyue and Zhao Qisheng.
The wind and snow are blowing more and more rapidly, and the faint sound of firecrackers comes from a distance, but it seems that the top of Cuilong Mountain is silent.
The smile on the corner of Zhao Qisheng's mouth made Tang Fengyue's expression even colder.
From the secret framing of Hundred Flowers City, to the step-by-step targeting of Heavenly Sword Villa, to the killing of Zi Mengluo by the sword servant. One by one, the grudges piled up in Tang Fengyue's heart, making him want to kill Zhao Qisheng and then hurry.
All grievances will eventually be resolved at this moment.
Tang Fengyue took a step, and the spear momentum rose to the pinnacle of this life in an instant, and a shot ran out.
In the sky, a firework burst at this moment. (To be continued.) )