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At night, the moonlight was bright, illuminating the land.

Zhang Lin Xuan stood on the hill with his sword raised.

The evening breeze brushed against his thin face. The hair on his forehead fluttered with the wind, revealing his bright eyes.

He was waiting for someone, someone who had caused him so much pain over the past eighteen years.

He wanted to end things here today.

Suddenly, there was a burst of music. Four monks wearing monastic hats were lifting a sedan chair with a red cloth and golden edges to rise into the valley. They then gracefully stopped it on the hill opposite Zhang Linxuan.

"Child, you really dare to keep your promise!" A voice that was as loud as a bell rang out from the other side, as if a strong gust of wind was blowing past. Zhang Linxuan felt a sharp pain in his ears as blood energy surged within his chest. Zhang Linxuan immediately used the "Mystery Mantra" that Taoist Iron Sword had imparted to him to adjust his breathing, using his Qi to resist.

"Grandmaster Tian Chan has good inner strength, your Demonic Sound God's Cry is indeed powerful!" But I'm not afraid of you either! " Zhang Zi Xuan said loudly.

Grandmaster Tian Chan's hearing was also quite astonishing. Zhang Lin Xuan was at least a thousand feet away from him, yet he could hear every word clearly.

"As expected, a young hero comes out. Back then, even your father Zhang Fu Quan had to cover his ears when he heard my Demon note. If it wasn't for the < Magpie Heart Sutra >, I wouldn't even want to kill you! "

"Cut the crap. Let's get to know the grudge between us for killing our father!"

Zhang Linxuan pulled out his Clear Brilliance Sword and displayed 'Meteor Chasing Moon' as he leapt high into the air, thrusting towards Grandmaster Tian Chan's palanquin.

The curtain of the sedan chair was constantly being flipped over as it was blown by the sword qi. The monks standing outside were so frightened by the sword qi that their faces had turned pale, but they did not dare to move. They could only half-close their eyes as they watched Zhang Linxuan leap into the air.

At this time, Grandmaster Tian Chan used both of his hands to send out a wave of energy towards his chest. The buddhist beads in his hands transformed into countless stars that passed through the curtain of the sedan and headed straight for Zhang Lin Xuan.

Zhang Linxuan instantly saw dozens of specks of light accompanied by a strong gust of wind rush towards him, and he hurriedly brandished his sword and used "Starfall". After a series of sparks flew, Zhang Linxuan dissolved them one by one, and immediately, he used "Cloud Trace Walk" as he flipped over in the air and swung his sword towards the palanquin.

With a wave of his arms, he used the "Great Slaughter in all directions" technique. A white light exploded out, and the golden red cloth sedan was shattered by his inner energy; not even the four guards were able to avoid it as their heads and torsos flew everywhere.

Zhang Lin Xuan, who was about to reach the palanquin, couldn't dodge in time. He was shaken by the formation of his inner force, and was like a broken kite as he plummeted down the cliff.

Zhang Lin Xuan had already been shaken by Grandmaster Tian Chan's inner force until his brain became muddled, his ears were buzzing, and the blood in his chest was churning. He looked at the cliff in front of him, picked up the Light Wind Sword, and made his last effort. Using all his strength, he stabbed it into the cliff that was completely covered in rock, wanting to borrow the sword's strength to jump up to the top of the mountain again. Unfortunately, he had suffered internal injuries.

Sparks flew in all directions as the great sword was broken into several pieces. With Zhang Lin Xuan's shout, he fell into the bottomless abyss.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning was like golden threads in the sky. It was exceptionally bright, and the quiet valley immediately became filled with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

Huang'er led the horse along the rugged mountain path, looking at the quiet and serene scenery of the valley with great joy.

The woman's natural love for beauty made her stop. She tied the horse to a tree and walked to the roadside where there were wild flowers to pick the flowers. She immediately saw a light blue yellow stamen flower. She gently plucked it and placed it at the tip of her nose to smell it. In that instant, a fragrance unique to wild flowers filled her nose, causing her to exclaim, "So fragrant!"

The scene before her caused her to be overjoyed. All the fatigue from the journey that she had gone through had now been swept away. Lying in the sea of flowers, looking at the fluttering butterflies, the buzzing sound of the bees' hard work in her ears, the gentle chirping of the birds in the trees on both sides of the mountain road, everything here was intoxicating to her!

Suddenly, a scholarly young man appeared before Huang'er's eyes. The girl's vigilance made her suddenly stand up, her almond-shaped eyes looked up, pretending to be calm as she asked: "Who are you? "Why are you sneaking behind people's backs?!"

The young man was dressed in a white silk robe, with a jade belt around his waist and a folding fan in his hand. He had a smile on his face, and when he saw Huang'er's pretty face, he said frivolously, "Please don't be angry, my lady. I was just passing by and was suddenly attracted by her beauty.

Huang'er saw that this man was so good-looking and spoke some dirty words. She could not help but shout, "Look at you, you're a genius, yet you can't say such things. Do you think I'm a girl that can be bullied?"

"I dare not, dare not. I, Mu Rong Feng, do not have any disrespectful thoughts towards this young lady. I only admire your looks! " The scholar quickly bowed in apology, but his eyes were still fixated on Huang'er's face. The evil smile on his face didn't fade in the slightest.

Seeing the evil smile on his face, Huang'er knew that he had a bellyful of evil tricks up his sleeve, so she stopped talking to him. Her delicate body leaped up and landed in front of the horse. She took the sword from the horse and drew it with a swoosh. The blade of the sword shook and she shouted loudly: "Would-mouth bastard, let's see how this lady will get rid of a disaster like you!"

Seeing that Huang'er was serious, Murong Fengyi didn't move at all. He lightly clapped his hands and said sloppily: "Beautiful woman, good technique! Even your anger is so beautiful! "

Seeing that he was still as frivolous as ever, Huang'er could not tolerate him any longer. She held her sword technique and used "Liu Xu Wandering" to stab towards Murong Feng. This move seemed to be aimless, but it was actually filled with killing intent.

However, just as the sword was about to touch his body, Murong Feng suddenly moved a foot to the right. Huang'er saw that the stab missed and quickly turned into a slice, slicing towards the back.

Seeing the blade of the sword coming towards him, Murong Feng remained unmoved. He picked up the paper fan and knocked it against the ground. The blade buzzed and Huang'er felt a strong force pushing her back.

Mu Rong Feng still stood there with an evil smile on his face. With a 'shua' sound, he opened up the fan, waved it and said, "Now that we have competed, what do you think of my skill, you beauty!? Do you want to try again?! "

Huang'er was infuriated. She had never been humiliated like this before. She said in a stern voice: "I won by a fluke, yet you are still so happy. I will let you experience my true power!" Huang'er's hand moved from low to high, slowly raising her sword. She raised it to the side and used the "critical moment" as she raised it towards the sky. Immediately, a thin crack appeared on the ground, heading straight in Murong Feng's direction, rapidly spreading out.

The smile on Murong Feng's face instantly disappeared. He suddenly understood in his heart: Destroying Sword Technique!? Seeing that the situation wasn't looking good, Murong Feng immediately jumped off the ground and landed thirty meters away. He turned the fan in his hand and smiled as he said to Huang'er: "This one will take my leave first!" I'll see you again! "

Huang'er looked at the back view of Murong Feng and said indignantly: "You sure ran fast!"