The night was silent and the wind was cold. The people who walked out of the forest stopped, tilted their heads, and looked at Zhang Bushi and the other two with an extremely strange gaze.

“Huhuhu…”

A strange sound came, with a hint of rhythm in it, but every time it sounded, it would always make people feel palpitations. It was a gasp, from the man by the forest, but it was so heavy that it seemed to be carrying all over the world.

When Wuhua appeared in the sight of the three, Zhang Bushi frowned, Yin Xin opened his mouth in surprise, and even Guan Yunyi shook his eyebrows, and was also surprised. Wuhua was considered a rare beauty in the world. She wore a white robe, and her beautiful but glamorous eyebrows always hid a faint smile, which made many women in Qin State sleep and admire her. However, Wuhua seemed to have become a different person at this time, and her handsomeness was still dyed with the evil that could not be washed by the dark red like a river of phosphorus and fire.

The terrifying dark red comes from the eyes standing up between the eyebrows. The endless coldness and arrogance hidden in the eyes made Wu Hua transform into a demon monk. It was not the jokes made by An Bochen and Zhang Bushi in the past, but the real demon monk.

"He is..."

He looked at Zhang Bushi in confusion and Yin Xin asked in a low voice.

“The price of gaining power.”

Zhang Bushi was concise and did not want to say anything more to the two people around him. If he had said too much, telling them about Wuhua's current state, it might have caused Guan Yunyi, who was jealous of evil, to slash Wuhua with one sword. But if that's right, with Wuhua's current state, Guan Yunyi was afraid that he would not have been sure to solve Wuhua within one or two swords.

The thick breathing sounded ups and downs, Wuhua's eyes stopped wandering, and finally frozen on Guan Yunyi, with a charming smile on the corner of his mouth, Wuhua shook his strode towards the three of them.

He didn't walk very quickly, but from the perspective of the three, he was surprised to find that Wuhua's every step was much larger than the previous step, the first step was five feet, the second step was half a meter, the third step was two feet, the fourth step was five feet... In less than seven steps, Wuhua had crossed the long forest road and rushed to the front. The moonlight bathed all over his body like water. Not only did his eyebrows stand up, but his whole body turned dark red, as if a sea of ​​blood surged under his skin, which was shocking.

"roar!"

As if a gust of wind was coming, Wuhua suddenly lifted his fist and rushed towards Guan Yunyi without thinking. It seemed that only Guan Yunyi was his opponent among the three.

Yin Xin was caught off guard, Zhang Bushi was not enough to take action, and Guan Yunyi's knife had already been hung back behind him.

Wuhua's punch seemed ordinary, and it was like a child's fight. But when the fist was fired, the artistic conception in the fist suddenly changed, just like his previous body movement. Every inch he pushed forward, he added several times of strength. After seven inches, Wuhua's fist was as good as a mountain falling from a height of thousands of feet, shattering the void. The forest leaves flew around, and dust rolled under the moon, making Wuhua's figure look particularly tall.

Facing such a punch, even the heads of the five tigers dare not be too big.

Withdrawing away, Guan Yunyi pulled his palm back with a calm face, and a white tide shook in his eyes. In a moment, the white fire was shot at Wuhua.

"bass!"

The white fire was smashed into pieces by Wuhua, and the fist stopped for a moment, and then continued to move forward.

Half a moment was enough for Guan Yunyi, who had been through the battle formation for a long time. His arm passed through the afterimage and his sword was already in hand.

Staring at Wuhua, who was coming in a fierce manner, Guan Yunyi looked solemn, his arms trembled suddenly, and he opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

"go!"

What followed was the blade that was wandering like a green dragon. This was Guan Yunyi's second sword. Although the murderous intent dropped most of the time, even so, his sword still had the power to cut through Wanjun.

The fist shattered the void, the knife slashed the night, and each punch hit the canyon. The majestic fighting spirit overflowed from the tip of the fist. Wherever it went, the wind whirled, the moonlight was dark, and even the dense forest in the distance was swept by chaos, breaking a large area in an instant.

"roar!"

Wuhua's eyes were red and gasping, roaring unwillingly under Guan Yunyi's long sword. He carried Guan Yunyi's sword with his flesh fist alone. It was an extremely impressive record for a young man under twenty years old, but Wuhua was not satisfied.

His feet were deeply trapped in the soil, and his right fist was still soaring into the sky. Wuhua looked up at Guan Yunyi coldly. There seemed to be a pool of blood rolling in his vertical eyes. Guan Yunyi, who had a strong upper hand, was heartbroken.

At this moment, Wuhua's mouth suddenly raised.

Guan Yunyi held the knife in both hands, but Wuhua only punched him, and he also had a left hand.

Holding a fist in his right hand, pinching a seal in his left hand, and a halo in his palm flowed. Then he looked at Guan Yunyi, and Wuhua's eyes were filled with ruthless murderous intent.

The left hand seal was instantly pinched. Wuhua was about to cast it, but suddenly a long spear jumped out of the horizontal thorn, carrying nearly ten thousand kilograms of powerful force to stab Wuhua's left leg.

The left leg was in pain, Wuhua's body trembled suddenly, and his fist, holding the long sword, revealed an insignificant flaw. Guan Yunyi was so old that he could let go of the fighter plane.

Even Guan Yunyi was bullied to such an extent by a junior, and even though he was angry, the long sword in his hand suddenly rotated, and with a "clang" sound, the blade cut a line and slashed at Wuhua's side shoulder without mercy.

Seeing that Guan Yunyi had a murderous intention towards Wuhua, Zhang Bushi no longer stood by. He endured the severe pain and pulled out the two magic swords from his eyebrows. Heifeng wrapped him, as if he was covered with a cloak of night. His figure flashed and suddenly rushed to Guan Yunyi. The short knife slashed the blade, and the long knife slashed horizontally at the back of Guan Yunyi's sword. Two completely different forces were emitted at the same time, twisting and wrapping the long sword in Guan Yunyi's hand.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the remaining force scattered, and the dense forest on the other side of the canyon was crushed.

After a strange look at Zhang Bushi, Guan Yunyi frowned, but he still didn't say that question.

At the same time, Guan Yunyi glanced at Wuhua coldly, while Zhang Bushi took the opportunity to take out a scarf from his arms and pressed it quickly on Wuhua's head.

The scarf hangs down, covering Wuhua's vertical eye. Wuhua gasps heavily, and the murderous intent in his eyes fades away, giving him a little more confusion, and he returns to the clarity when he is young.

The night gradually returned to calm, the moon was as bright as water, and the four of them didn't say anything.

After a while, Wuhua took the lead in expressing something. He scratched his head, showed apologies, and grinned at Guan Yunyi.

This smile smoothed Guan Yunyi's last murderous intent, shook his head, Guan Yunyi hung the long knife back on his back, glanced at Zhang Bushi lightly, and said lightly: "It's hard for you to be alive."

Upon hearing this, Wuhua smiled heartlessly, and Zhang Bushi looked sad and could only shake his head helplessly.

To this day, these two brothers who don’t like each other are grasshoppers on the same line.

During the days of fighting in the wilderness of Guannan, Wuhua repeatedly used the Heavenly Eye, and there had been ominous signs. Now, although he broke through the Heavenly Element, he could not close the extremely violent vertical eye by accident. Wuhua didn't want to become a madman who would beat him when he saw him, and Zhang Bushi didn't want to see Wuhua become an enemy of the whole world. The two tried many methods, but the effect was very little, so they had to use a towel to cover it for a while, and for a day it would take one day.

This time I came to find An Bochen, because they really didn't know what to do and were so idle. Secondly, they were also thinking about An Bochen's magical things and came to him with luck to find an idea. As for the dispute between Guan Yunyi and Yin Xin and being mixed up into the Southern Wilderness, it was beyond the expectations of both of them.

"Although the people in Mobei have solved it, there are those sarcastic strange people. I don't know if they are watching this good show tonight."

Seeing the atmosphere becoming more integrated, Yin Xin, the good old man, also spoke: "It's not too early, and you guys should have a rest early. I don't know what changes will happen in the past few days."

Wuhua and Zhang Bushi went to the corner to lie there. On the other side, Yin Xin walked to Guan Yunyi and stopped talking.

"Say whatever you want." Guan Yunyi sharpened his knife. This is what he would do every day before going to bed. It has become a habit for ten years.

"General Xiao Zhang's move just now, has Brother Guan remembered anything?"

"Is that rumor..."

Guan Yunyi pondered and raised his head, casually glanced at Wuhua and Zhang Bushi who were bickering, and shook his head for a while: "Two monsters."

The Holy Meeting has not yet begun, and a chaotic battle ends early.

The Great Kuang Tiger and Wolf defeated first and then won. The four generals joined forces to come from afar to the north and practiced hard. Although it was a refreshing victory and each showed its magical powers, it was a different feeling in the eyes of some people.

"Do you drive away the tiger and swallow the wolf? You are doing well with your hands in Hongpao."

On the hill not far from the canyon, the boy riding a giant wolf smiled, and a strange look flashed through his innocent eyes, but it was not revealed in the end.

"It's not only driving the tiger to swallow the wolf, but also causing the tiger's vitality to be severely damaged. There are only four people left in the Great Kuang tiger and wolf. We just need to grasp the right measure. The treasure is the duck in the pot and cannot fly away."

The old man in red robe, or Jiuchenjun, smiled and said.

"I have been with you for more than a hundred years, and for the first time I discovered that you have the potential of a conspirator in Hongpao, which is not bad."

With a smile, the old man Xiji raised his head and stared at Hongpao's eyes. He saw that the red robes were still clear under his gaze. The old man Xiji felt slightly disappointed.

"I dare not take it, those who are close to the ink are just black."

Jiuchenjun smiled proudly, and he swallowed the memories of the old man in Hong's robe, and played the old man in Hong's robe vividly. Even though the old man Xiji, who was a close friend of Hong's robe, was suspicious, he could not find any flaws.

"Forget it, go back, those old guys probably want to praise you too." After a smile, the old man Xiji grabbed the wolf's ear and headed far away.

Looking at the boy's back, a cloud of haze gradually rose in the red robe's eyes and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"What's the hurry? The show has just begun."

In addition to Jiuchenjun, there are other people who saw the drama of Kuang fighting against the monks in Mobei tonight, such as An Bochen, who was monitoring Jiuchen in the Witch Temple.

Following Jiuchenjun's gaze, An Bochen saw Guan Yunyi's shocking sword again, and also saw two friends who had been away for a long time.

A red tide reflected on An Bochen's forehead. This good killing made him feel excited. Before he knew it, Wuxie had fallen into his hand, swinging left and right, making a buzzing sound.

"Why, can't hold back?"

Walking to An Bochen, Sima Jin gently held An Bochen's hand holding the gun and said softly: "It's not too long before we appear. Besides, you have already made enough of the limelight before, so let's give you a few games."

Smiling, An Bochen suppressed his fighting spirit.

The young man's blood in his heart had been poured over the Guannan Waste Road, and the little left would only become ready when his friends arrived.

However, even if he had any ideas and his cultivation level did not recover for a day, he could only hide behind the scenes.

Sighing inwardly, An Bochen put away Wuxie, his eyes fell on Jiuchenjun, who was taking over the red robe in the house, and a deep doubt appeared on his face: "Hongfu, do you think Jiuchenjun's move will have any other purpose?"
Chapter completed!