The scene turned and Fang Yu came to Zhou Zhiruo. A bright red wedding dress was draped on her body. The originally festive clothes now looked so chilling.
"Mission: Defeat Zhou Zhiruo and relieve her heart knot."
Zhou Zhiruo is in a very bad mood now. The wedding that originally belonged to her was ruined. The person she liked also abandoned her for another woman.
She didn't understand why he left her like this after she had known him for so long. The relationship he had had for more than ten years was not as good as the woman he had known for a few months.
Zhou Zhiruo was walking alone on the dark path, confused and didn't know where to go. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her. Zhou Zhiruo looked at Fang Yu warily, and the sword at her waist had already appeared in her hand.
"Who are you?" Zhou Zhiruo asked coldly.
Fang Yu explained: "My name is Fang Yu. I am a challenger. I want to compete with you, Master Zhou."
Zhou Zhiruo said coldly: "I'm not in the mood to argue with you now, so you can retreat on your own."
Fang Yu shook his head and said: "Master Zhou, I know you are in a bad mood. But the more times this happens, the more you need to vent your dissatisfaction, right? Moreover, what is it about that kind of man that deserves you to treat him like this?
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Zhou Zhiruo's expression changed and she said angrily: "Shut up, you are not allowed to slander Zhang Wuji!"
"Did I say something wrong? On the wedding night, when he left you, did he ever think about you? Did he still have you in his heart? Don't you still know?" Fang Yu shouted angrily.
Zhou Zhiruo panicked and wanted to explain something, but couldn't say anything: "He just, he just."
Fang Yu continued to say coldly: "Yes, he just likes Zhao Min more than you. Or maybe he has never liked you."
"Stop talking, I won't allow you to say that to him." Zhou Zhiruo roared angrily and flew towards Fang Yu with his sword in hand.
Fang Yu took out the rusty sword and stabbed it with one sword. The tip of the needle was facing the wheat light, the tips of the two swords collided with each other, and golden sparks shot out.
Zhou Zhiruo took a bowl with her right hand and danced a sword flower, bypassing Fang Yu's rusty sword and heading straight for his wrist.
Fang Yu's eyes were sharp, he drew back his right hand, and then stabbed Zhou Zhiruo fiercely.
Zhou Zhiruo didn't expect Fang Yu's reaction to be so fast. He had no time to get back to defense in a hurry, so he had no choice but to take a step back.
She also understood that the person in front of her was not someone who could be dealt with casually, so she immediately became serious.
Zhou Zhiruo quietly picked up the Nine Yin Manual, and the Yitian Sword in his hand exuded a faint cold light.
There was a flash of white light, and Zhou Zhiruo had appeared in front of Fang Yu. Fang Yu also thought that Zhou Zhiruo would be so fast, and that when the Yitian Sword came, he would be unable to fight back.
Fang Yu turned sideways, and the Yitian Sword tore through his clothes and cut his skin. There was a violent tearing sensation at the wound, which made Fang Yu clenched his teeth involuntarily.
Zhou Zhiruo turned her right hand and swept away to the left. The Heavenly Sword was so sharp that Fang Yu, who had previously wanted to resist, could only temporarily shut down his sharp edge.
Fang Yu bent down to avoid the Yitian Sword. He lifted the rusty sword in his hand and shook the Yitian Sword away.
Zhou Zhiruo did not give up, and used the Emei Sword Technique to stab Fang Yu. The Yitian Sword moved very fast, and afterimages appeared in the air. The sword energy left several wounds on Fang Yu's body.
One sword after another, the cold light emitted by Yitian Sword stung Fang Yu's skin.
"Golden Snake Sword Technique."
Fang Yu shouted loudly, and the rusty sword in his hand emitted golden light. A golden python appeared next to Fang Yu and bit Zhou Zhiruo.
"Hmph, white python whip technique."
Zhou Zhiruo snorted coldly, pulled out a whip from his waist, and then danced the whip, and a giant white python appeared.
The golden python and the white python were intertwined and biting each other. The golden python left a wound on the white python with just one bite. The white python was not to be outdone and also bit the golden python.
The two came and went, and soon they were all bruised and bruised, and finally disappeared together between heaven and earth. Junqu Pavilion
"Huh, who are you?" Zhou Zhiruo gasped slightly.
"I'll tell you if you win. Watch your move, Blood Dragon, come out!"
The bloody divine dragon poured out from Fang Yu's body, his eyes emitted a cold light, and the two dragon whiskers moved automatically without wind, looking very majestic.
Zhou Zhiruo felt that the blood dragon in front of her was not easy to mess with, but she did not recognize it, so she asked: "What is this? Why have I never seen it before?"
"Don't worry about it, you just need to deal with it, go."
The blood dragon flew out in an instant and bit Zhou Zhiruo. Zhou Zhiruo stretched out his hands forward, and the nails on his jade-white hands grew crazy long, and his whole temperament became cold.
"Wait a minute, I want to ask, did you wash your hands when you were practicing the Nine Yin White Bone Claw?" Fang Yu suddenly asked.
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, then realized that Fang Yu disliked her, so he grabbed the blood dragon angrily.
The long nails exuded a cold glow, as if they were freezing the surrounding air.
Zhou Zhiruo grabbed the blood dragon with one claw, and her long nails scratched the blood dragon's scales and pierced into its body.
But although the blood dragon looks like a living creature, it is not, so Zhou Zhiruo's attack cannot hurt it at all.
Zhou Zhiruo didn't notice for a moment and was wrapped around the blood dragon. A squeeze made her lose her balance, and then she slowly lost strength and collapsed on the ground.
"Go to sleep. When you wake up, you won't have those worries anymore." Fang Yu used hypnosis to make Zhou Zhiruo lose Zhang Wuji's memory, so that she would no longer suffer.
As soon as he finished all this, Fang Yu's eyes went dark again.
The big man looked at him for a while, then suddenly swung his right hand and slapped him in the face. This move was so fast that Qiao Feng never expected that he would hit him. Zhang Ye really hit it extremely skillfully, and he couldn't even avoid it.
The big man followed up with a second blow, and the distance between the two palms was just a flash of lightning. Qiao Feng had this margin, but how could he let him hit him again? But he was his savior and did not want to fight against him. , but was unable to dodge, so he stretched out his left index finger, put it on his cheek, and pointed at his palm.
The index finger pointed towards the "Laogong point" on the big man's palm. He slapped it with his palm, but his palm did not reach Qiao Feng's cheek. In order to hit it with his own palm, he had to touch his finger first.
The big man's palm was less than a foot away from Qiao Feng's cheek. He immediately turned his palm and struck him with the back of his hand. This move changed at an amazing speed. Qiao Feng also turned his fingers very quickly, and his fingertips hit him on the back of his hand. "Two acupoints." The big man let out a long laugh, retracted his right hand abruptly, and slashed horizontally with his left hand.
Qiao Feng stretched out the fingers of his left hand, and the fingertips were already pointed at the "Houhuo point" on the edge of his palm. The big man suddenly raised his arm with unfailing momentum. Qiao Feng moved his fingers in time and pointed at the "Qiangu point" on the edge of his palm.
In an instant, the big man's palms were flying, and he changed more than ten moves in a row. Qiao Feng only defended but did not attack. His fingers were always pointing at the acupuncture points that his palms would hit.
The big man slapped him unexpectedly for the first time, and then he couldn't hit him again. The two were falsely connected, and the other was a superb martial arts rarely seen in the world.