After retreating again and again, Rong Que realized that if he continued like this, he would only die. Zhao Peng would never give up the opportunity to kill him because of the sect's precepts.
Thinking of this, Rong Que seized the opportunity and threw out his leg fiercely, forcing Zhao Peng back. Taking advantage of this gap, he instantly put all the heavy jewelry on his body into the storage ring, turned to Wang Er and shouted
: "You leave quickly, this is a grudge between the two of us, you go back first."
Wang Er on the side was wondering why these two people seemed to have met their mortal enemies when they heard each other's name, and it sounded like they knew each other. Rong Que's master seemed to have killed Zhao Peng's father.
Just when Wang Er was still in a daze, he suddenly heard Rong Que's roar. He immediately looked at Rong Que in a smart and bewildered manner. Rong Que had helped him so much in the past few days, chopping firewood and...
He carried water and gave him roast chicken. At this time, he left Rong Que alone and ran away alone. He couldn't do this kind of thing, but he couldn't get involved in the battle between the two. He was an early spiritual person.
If the Qi practitioner goes up there, he will die, and he might even cause trouble for Rong Que.
"Little bastard! I'll tear you apart if you don't live today!" Zhao Peng's roar continued, just like his attacks, attacking Rong Que one after another.
The speed of Rongcuo in removing the heavy jewelry was astonishing, and his strength was also extraordinary. He fought with Zhao Peng one move after another without losing a single step.
At this time, Zhao Peng forced Rong Que back with one leg, jumped up, and shouted: "Hell Meteor!" In an instant, he threw out several legs, and the shadows of his legs were overwhelming towards Rong Que, as if they were above the nine heavens.
Like a falling star.
Rong Que's face was solemn, and the wave sensor had been released. He sensed that Zhao Peng had locked everything around him without any gaps. The shadow of his legs was like a big piece of cloth wrapped around him. Now he only had to tear the piece of cloth.
, otherwise there is no way out.
Rong Que's eyes flashed, and he jumped up with both legs, and according to the shadow of his legs, he kicked out several kicks in an instant.
"Bang!"
The huge explosion was deafening, and Zhao Peng's leg was torn open with a big hole. Rong Que jumped out of the big hole, grinned at Zhao Peng who was a little surprised, and said, "I can do this trick too."
Seeing that Rong Que escaped unharmed and proudly challenged him, Zhao Peng completely went berserk. He took out a three-foot-long knife from the storage ring and slashed at Rong Que with a roar.
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As soon as he saw Zhao Peng's weapon, Rong Que didn't dare to wait for orders. He immediately took out the fruit knife from his storage ring and blocked Zhao Peng's sword light.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
There was a sound of steel clashing, and Rong Que realized that Zhao Peng's sword skills looked messy, but in fact, there was a fatal danger hidden in the wide opening and closing, and he would be killed on the spot if he was not careful.
Although Rong Que had obtained some small knife skills, he did not have time to practice them. Therefore, now he is just a novice in swordsmanship who does not know sword skills but dares to use a fruit knife to compete with top-notch swordsmen.
After a while, Rong Que and Zhao Peng's skills in swordsmanship were revealed. Although Zhao Peng's white clothes were torn in some places, there were no wounds on his body.
Looking back at Rong Que, his black uniform was scratched everywhere, and several obvious scars appeared on his body. Blood was flowing, which frightened Wang Er who was standing aside anxiously.
"Heaven-breaking sword technique, Hengtian style!" Zhao Peng shouted angrily, put the long sword at his waist, and slowly accumulated strength, his eyes immediately changed from manic to crazy, and there seemed to be blood rolling in his eyes.
, suddenly, the strength seemed to have reached the limit that he could bear, and he suddenly drew out the long knife and slashed in the direction of Rong Que. No sword energy escaped, as if it was just an ordinary stroke.
Rong Que frowned tightly. He knew that this sword was definitely not as simple as a single stroke. In his wave induction, there was now an invisible sword energy coming towards him quickly and horizontally. The momentum seemed like
Even the air was cut open by it.
In this situation with nowhere to escape, Rong Que could only resist the sword energy. He immediately put the fruit knife in front of him and assumed a blocking posture often used by warrior hunters.
However, the warrior hunters used shields, but he used a sword.
Every bone in the body is closely connected, fixing itself into an unshakable iron tower in an instant, with its legs biting the ground.
At this time, the sword energy was less than a finger away from him. The next moment.
"Boom!"
Rong Que underestimated the power of the sword energy. This was a Yuan-level high-level qigong, and it could not be offset by a hunter's block. Rong Que's whole body was knocked away by the sword energy, and he was spitting blood in the air.
The fog finally fell heavily ten meters away.
Zhao Peng did not give up this great opportunity, and immediately ran towards Rong Que with a long knife in his hand. Wang Er, who was unable to intervene, seemed to have made a lot of determination at this time, and immediately took out a flying knife from his arms, angrily
He poured all over his body, exerted his strength on his fingers, and stared at Zhao Peng with his eyes like an eagle. Gradually, Zhao Peng's movements began to slow down in his eyes. At this time, Wang Er's pupils shrank sharply, and his shot was like lightning. In an instant,
He threw out the flying knife that was filled with spiritual power in his hand. The flying knife was like a thunderbolt, and in the blink of an eye he caught up with Zhao Peng who was running towards Rong Que.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Peng seemed to notice it at this time, and immediately turned around and blocked it with his knife.
"when!"
A harsh sound sounded. Although Zhao Peng blocked the flying knife, he could not withstand the force of the flying knife. The power contained in the flying knife directly knocked him away.
"Boy, you are looking for death! I will kill you after I finish taking care of him." With that said, Zhao Peng raised his knife and was about to stab Rong Que who was lying on the ground.
The two were so close that even Wang Er had no time to think about it. Just when he had just taken out the flying knife, Zhao Peng's long knife had already stabbed him. Wang Er saw that his face seemed to reveal a few words.
The almost crazy smile is like a child who is extremely eager to get a gift. The joy after finally getting it is, of course, not so cute, but so bloody.
"No!" Wang Er finally shouted, but the flying knife in his hand fell to the ground silently. Seeing that his eldest brother was about to die by someone else's knife, tears flowed out uncontrollably.
"when!"
At this moment, an untimely sound appeared. Zhao Peng looked at his sword in surprise. There was no trace of Rong Que there. His long sword was inserted straight into the rock floor.
Just when he was surprised, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. Only then did he realize that Rong Que had appeared behind him at some point, and the fruit knife that had not been broken after being stabbed by him was now standing on the
If you make any movement in your throat, you can imagine the consequences.
"Why didn't I notice? This is impossible, you can't still stand up." Zhao Peng asked with some disbelief.
Rong Que supported his weak body, his right arm was broken due to resisting the "Hengtian Style". Although his face was pale, he still cracked the corners of his mouth and pulled out a smile, saying: "At that last moment, you were already immersed in
Amidst the joy of avenging my father, there is so much leisure and leisure to pay attention to me."
"Hmph! Even if you win now, what can you do to me? The sect's rules do not allow inner disciples to be killed. If you kill me, even if you chase me to the end of the world, the Bitao Sect will not let you go, and will even kill you.
Completely wipe out the Yan family in Qingshan City, hahaha!" Zhao Peng smiled crazily, raised his hand and slowly grabbed Rong Que's fruit knife, very confident that Rong Que would not act rashly.
Looking at Zhao Peng who was laughing wildly, Rong Que smiled sarcastically and said: "Since I can't kill you, then I will cripple you. I think with my current strength, I should be able to compete in the martial arts competition in three months."
If you have the strength to be promoted to an inner disciple, do you think the sect will cripple you, an inner disciple, for the sake of someone who is already disabled?"
After hearing Rong Que's words, Zhao Peng grabbed the hand that was about to grab the fruit knife, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly. Cold sweat gradually broke out from his forehead, and he could even feel the knife on his throat.
The fruit knife gave off a cold air.
Rong Que smiled slightly, his eyes flashed, and he exerted a little force on his wrist. He was about to swing the knife to cut off Zhao Peng's hand tendons, but at this moment, a voice came over: "This little brother has something to say, please be merciful.
"
Hearing this voice, Rong Que smiled slightly. He knew that it was impossible to destroy Zhao Peng today. Even if he was destroyed, he and Wang Er would never be able to escape from the Tiansha Peak.
"What? Does the Lord of Tiansha Peak care about this matter?" With Rong Que's current strength, he has not yet reached the level where he can compete with the Lord of the Peak.
But just now, the master of Tiansha Peak just politely asked Rong Que to stop, instead of shouting down or directly stopping him. This means that the master of Tiansha Peak intends to get acquainted with Rong Que, and this is also doing something for him.
Feng ropes in new blood.
Every mountain peak will look for some potential outer sect disciples before the tournament and extend an olive branch to them, hoping that after the tournament they will come to the inner sect and worship their mountain. Without the support of fresh blood, there won’t be much in a mountain.
He will be lonely every year, just like Lianxin Peak which is already lonely now. There are not many people on the whole mountain.
As the voice came, a figure walked out from a corner not far away. This person was wearing a white dress with wide sleeves, and his dark hair was casually draped behind his back. He always had a gentle smile on his handsome face, and a hanging hanging around his neck.
A silk scarf with four-color stripes. From the medicinal cauldrons at both ends of the scarf, it can be seen that he is an alchemist, and a rare fourth-grade alchemist.
This person was Zuo Dan, the master of Tiansha Peak. He looked at Rong Que, smiled, and said: "Little brother, please give me a favor and let Zhao Peng go. As a thank you, I can give you a third-grade elixir."
, what do you think?"
Rong Que frowned. Of course he could see Zuo Dan's intention to win over, but a life where he and Zhao Peng were asked to stay on top of a mountain and be on guard against being assassinated by him every day was not what Rong Que wanted.
"Peak Master, you're welcome. Since Peak Master begs for mercy, I will do it even if I don't thank you." After saying that, he withdrew the dagger placed at Zhao Peng's throat and smiled at Zuo Dan.
His words were exquisite. He tactfully rejected Zuo Dan's gift and released Zhao Peng. It was as if he had only released Zhao Peng for Zuo Dan's sake. It made it seem as if the master of Tiansha Peak owed him a debt.
He was a human being.
Zuo Dan looked at Rong Que slightly in surprise. Zuo Dan didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who had not yet practiced Qi, could resist the temptation of the third-grade elixir. This made him more and more curious about Rong Que.