"Your knife, how much true inheritance does Song Que have?" Feng Han asked.

"Not a single point. Fu Hongxue said.

Fu Hongxue's knife is not a heavenly knife. Even if he apprenticed to Song Que, he did not practice the Heavenly Sword.

What he cultivated was only his own sword technique.

Ever since Fu Hongxue was able to hold that knife tightly, he had been practicing. Every day, the repeated action of drawing the knife is no less than 10,000 times. It wasn't until the knife gradually became a derivative of his arm, connected with his thoughts, that even the speed of the knife was still above his thoughts, and when the thoughts arrived, the knife was already in that position.

Feng Han's left-handed knife walks alone in the rivers and lakes, especially for its speed. But in the face of Fu Hongxue, he didn't have the slightest chance.

Feng Han sighed again and said, "I am not wronged to lose, I am convinced." ”

"You can go. Fu Hongxue removed the black knife from Feng Han's neck.

Feng Han was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You won't kill me?"

"I have no grievances with you, why should I kill you?" Fu Hongxue asked rhetorically.

"Hey, it's my ghost, I shouldn't listen to Yan Jing'an's provocation. Feng Han said.

"After you go back, you tell Sù Yan Jing'an, within a month, Fu will definitely step on the peak of God and take her head. Fu Hongxue said in a deep voice.

She has a lot of friends, and if you prepare in advance, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to get it. Feng Han reminded.

He didn't have much friendship with Yan Jing'an, and he was moved by Yan Jing'an to challenge Fu Hongxue, and he didn't think about putting Fu Hongxue to death.

In fact, he knew that when Song Que went to Dugu to seek defeat in the decisive battle, his fighting spirit had already dissipated, and he regretted taking this matter a little.

So now I see Fu Hongxue actually doing this~ thing. I couldn't help but remind.

However, Fu Hongxue only smiled faintly, and a sincere smile appeared on her pale face.

"I want it. It's about getting her to gather as many people as possible. Fu Hongxue said.

At the same time, the black knife in Fu Hongxue's hand. Silent self-singing, it seems to be in peace with the master.

Feng Han was silent.

"Turns out you're in need of a whetstone, and you've come this far. Feng Han was a little depressed.

This is the realm he has been pursuing, but at this moment, it is shown in Fu Hongxue, who is much younger than him.

............

Luoyang, a low-key and luxurious medical center.

It doesn't occupy a large area, but it is full of people, because the owner of this medical hall is now not famous in Luoyang City.

Wang Yuguang recruited famous doctors from all over the world to come to Luoyang. The opening of a medical hall and the recruitment of apprentices were carried out, and many people were invited, many of whom were real medical experts.

Liezhen North is one of the people with the highest medical skills.

He did not refuse Wang Yu's willingness to teach his disciples, and he tried his best to teach his disciples in Luoyang City, and soon became famous.

Now many people in Luoyang City know the experience of Lie Zhenbei, he himself is seriously ill, but he has been ill for a long time. A body of medical skills has been cultivated to the point of unfathomability.

However, he can save others, but he can't save himself.

He himself was terminally ill and dying.

Today, Wang Yu came to the medical hall in the north of the earthquake.

Wang Yulai came quietly. Restrained the breath of the whole body.

There were still three patients in the Liezhenbei Medical Center, Wang Yu quietly watched Liezhenbei diagnose the three patients, and the concubine took medicine for the patients.

That's right. Shi Fei Xuan used to be the successor of Cihang Jingzhai Shi Fei Xuan.

Since Wang Yu knows the details of the Earthquake North. simply sent Concubine Xuan to Liezhenbei's side.

Liezhenbei is the legendary Dick Si, who met the goddess of Cihang Jingzhai. There is only one idea of kneeling and licking.

However, the object of his kneeling and licking was another woman.

Wang Yu really wanted to see what he was obsessed with, whether it was Cihang Jingzhai's identity or that woman's style.

It turns out that maybe it's both, but what he uses more affection is the woman's affection.

For Shi Fei Xuan, the earthquake is not far or near, and the scale is just right.

Liezhenbei has the temperament of a scholarly family, with a pale face with a strong bookish atmosphere, looking very young, but his temples are already spotted.

The sleeves of his Confucian clothes are held high, revealing snow-white arms, and his hands are beautiful with ten fingertips, which are better than the hands of girls. What was particularly striking was that he carried a silver needle as long as five inches in his ear.

Wang Yu quietly observed him diagnosing the patient, it was indeed the heart of the doctor's parents, and for a moment, Wang Yu even had the idea of cherishing his talents.

But it was only for a moment.

After Lie Zhenbei dealt with all three patients, he was shocked when he saw Wang Yu's storage.

He himself is a master-level master, who has entered the martial arts with medical skills, and has created a unique way, which is enough to run rampant in the world.

But he never found Wang Yu's cunning.

This had to make him vigilant.

"How could His Majesty come to the Humble House?" Lie Zhenbei chuckled.

He knew Wang Yu, and when people like Lie Zhenbei came to Luoyang, of course Wang Yu would not turn a blind eye.

Concubine Xuan also discovered Wang Yu, but she didn't make any moves.

For Wang Yu, her feelings are very complicated.

Reason told her that she couldn't leave Wang Yu. Without Wang Yu, she will have nothing.

But emotionally, she hated Wang Yu very much.

After all, no one had ever humiliated her like that.

Wang Yu ignored Concubine Xuan, but said to Lie Zhenbei: "I'll see you off." ”

"What does Your Majesty mean by this?" Lie Zhenbei sighed in his heart.

"You're leaving, I'm here to see you off. Wang Yu's eyes contained ~ a look of pity.

"The old man doesn't understand what His Majesty means?, is His Majesty going to kill the old man?"

His own body knew that although he was terminally ill, he had not yet reached the point of running out of oil and drying up.

Now is not the time for him to die.

"Of course I'm not going to kill you, after all, whatever you're going to do, at least so far, I'm very happy with what you've done. It's Yan Jing'an, she's going to die. Wang Yu said.

Lie Zhenbei subconsciously clenched the silver needle in his hand.

"I know that Yan Jing'an once said that Pang Ban's fist, the sword of the waves and clouds, the spear of Li Ruohai, the hand of Chizun Xin, the knife of Feng Han, the spear of Qianluo, the ear of Fan Liangji, the needle of the north of the Fierce Earthquake, and the whip of nothingness are the best in the world, but unfortunately, her vision and level only stop there. The one who wants to kill her this time is the Cun Zài who is beyond the level of Yan Jing'an. Lie Zhenbei, as the minister under Yan Jing'an's skirt, aren't you going to save her?" Wang Yu said softly.

Maybe history is really inertia, and the communication of Yanjingan is still in the communication circle of the rainy world.

However, this world is not a rainy world.

Not everyone revolves around her.

These so-called best in the world, in this world, are just a joke.

Pang Ban is hidden, the waves are rolling over the clouds, Li Ruohai disdains her, the rest of the people, who can stop Fu Hongxue's knife? (To be continued......)