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The mountain wind was already strong, and both of them used most of their internal strength. Two powerful true energy converged in the valley, like a huge vortex twisted together, which made the river flow backwards, and the powerful airflow made people's clothes bulge high and rustled.

Bai Rong didn't want to use her internal force to resist, because in that case, if the internal force was weaker than this airflow, she would suffer.

So she had to continue to endure the torture of scrambling with water vapor and leaves. When she turned her head, she saw Chen Qiao lifting her sleeves to her face, and separating all the water vapor and dust that was coming from her face from outside the sleeves.

Bai Rong was about to laugh at how he watched the battle like this, but then she remembered that he couldn't see it, and couldn't help but say, "Are you listening with your ears? What can you hear?"

Chen Qiao: "When I heard their true energy move, if I was not wrong, the Lord Ruyan Palace is about to draw his sword."

Bai Rong: "How do you know?"

Chen Qiao smiled but didn't say anything.

But almost as soon as he finished speaking, Bai Rong looked up and saw Ru Yan Kehui split the water curtain trap specially created for him with a sword. He subdued ten times with one force, and directly used the sword light to split the huge water flow deliberately provoked by Yan Wushi with his true energy, collapsed and fled, splashing around, like a goddess scattering flowers and pouring rain.

Seeing this, Bai Rong couldn't help but gloat and seek credit for her: "Look at how good the location I chose, at least there is a cover on the top of the dock. Those people couldn't even find a good place to watch the battle, and they didn't dare to use their true energy to resist it. As a result, they were splashed all over their heads and faces!"

The battle on the other end was still continuing. One person used a sword, the other was empty-handed. The sword light covered the sky and the earth, hanging over the river and the sea. However, Yan Wushi was in it, but he was free and could not make any moves with his palms. He only used the four methods of playing together, so he could be free and free without being at a disadvantage.

Bai Rong frowned slightly: "It seems that he is not using Chunshui fingering?"

Chen Qiao: "It's the spring water fingering method, but the fingering method is used. Although it gets a finger, it can change in a variety of ways. Although it changes in a variety of ways, it is not separated from its sect. The sword technique of Ruyan Palace Master is the same. If you observe carefully, he actually only has one move, but only one move is enough to see the prosperity, stay still, and defend against tens of millions of enemies."

Bai Rong calmed down and saw that it was true. She couldn't help but feel a little more about Chen Qiao.

Everyone knows Chen Qiao's original identity, but because of his defeat by Kun Xie, he always doubts about his martial arts. He always feels that it is not only difficult to see Qi Fengge, but also not even the top ten in the world. Although Bai Rong has suffered a loss at his hands, he always feels that he is weak and injured. He can't hold on for long and may fall down at any time. Now that he hears his words, he knows that the master is the master after all, and this vision alone is far from being comparable to that of the extraordinary.

"You said that Yan Wushi would win, but you didn't tell the reason." Bai Rong approached him, and the breath of orchid spitted on Shen Qiao's ears.

Chen Qiao held the stone wall and moved a step to the side.

Bai Rong: "…"

Chen Qiao also said to her very seriously: "I don't like this. If you do this again in the future, I will not talk to you."

Bai Rong deliberately smiled and said, "What's this? I haven't even touched you. Are you more noble than the yellow-flowered daughter?"

After saying that, he reached out and touched Chen Qiao.

Her delicate beauty intends to tempt her to get close to her. Not to mention Yuwen Qing, she doesn't like a normal man who doesn't like to linger in the flowers, she will not be bewitched. Not to mention being moved, at least she will feel intoxicated at that time. But Chen Qiao is an exception. She did not dare to try a master of Yan Wushi or Ru Yan Kehui, but she hit a wall countless times with Shen Qiao.

The hand that stretched out was blocked by Chen Qiao's bamboo stick. He took it seriously and did not say a word.

Bai Rong knew that he did what he said, and he felt angry and regretted it, so he refused to speak.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Wushi and Ru Yan Kehui had passed thousands of moves, but both sides did not show any fatigue at all. They fought from one end of the valley to the other end. As the sun gradually went west, the people who beat the people without knowing the years, and the people who saw it were completely selfless. Before they knew it, it was already noon. The two had been fighting for more than two hours, but they still had no good or bad results.

Bai Rong's martial arts are now considered first-class in the world, but this fierce battle still benefited her a lot. This was a state that she had never seen before, but today she opened a crack like a gate, allowing her to see the scenery inside.

Even if there is only one slit, it is enough to be shocked.

She finally knew what the gap between her and the master-level master was, and why she could never cross that boundary, because her martial arts were only martial arts. The martial arts of Yan Wushi and Ru Yan Kehui had been integrated into every part of their bodies, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing, one breathing.

Bai Rong was fascinated by the sight and couldn't help but murmur: "Can I reach such a state in my lifetime?"

This time, Chen Qiao actually answered her: "Your qualifications are not bad."

Bai Rong thought about her own way of practicing, and somehow she felt a little dismal, and said self-deprecatingly: "I can't practice their Tao, but they don't care about practicing my Tao."

Chen Qiao: "The roads are three thousand, only in order, no higher or lower."

Bai Rong smiled and said, "You were angry with me just now and ignored me. Are you talking to me again now?"

Chen Qiao: "If you talk well, I will naturally answer well."

Bai Rong picked her hair behind her ears, and even this small action was endlessly charming and romantic. Unfortunately, she was half blind next to her and no one appreciated her.

"For the sake of your guidance, I have also reciprocated my family. I told you before, let you stay away from Yan Wushi. Chen Lang must listen. Don't take it as a warning, otherwise you will die unjustly. If a person like you has not experienced the feeling of love between men and women, he will die young, which is a pity!"

Chen Qiao frowned: "Can you make it clear?"

Bai Rong smiled and said, "No, I took a big risk to remind you. If you are worried, I can't do anything!"

She yelled: "They're finished?"

As they spoke, the two figures suddenly separated and each fell on the cutting wall and protruded somewhere.

Bai Rong was a little confused: "Is this a winner or loser?"

If she couldn't even see it, fewer people present could see it. The audiences around the battle suddenly burst into stolen voices and were talking about the same question: Did Ru Yan Kehui win, or Yan Wushi win?

In other words, many people prefer: Can Ru Yan Kehui defeat Yan Wushi?

Chapter 41

Seeing that Chen Qiao was not making a sound, Bai Rong couldn't help but tilt her head to look at him: "Chen Lang, can't you see it?"

Chen Qiao shook his head and did not answer this question.

After a moment, Ruyan Kehui's voice came from afar, and the sound ran through ten miles, shaking the entire valley and everyone's eardrums slightly.

"I haven't had such a happy fight with others for a long time. Today I will have a great time with Sect Master Yan. I have a great time. Thank you for your advice!"

"I live in a corner for a long time and can only see what is above my head, just like a frog in the well, peeking through the leopard. The Lord of Ruyan was used to being king and dominating in the Southern Dynasty. He suddenly met an opponent with equal strength. He was naturally surprised. I can understand it. I will get used to it after asking for advice a few more times."

As soon as Yan Wushi spoke, the sarcastic tone came out again, which made people feel itchy. However, he stood on the wall with his hands behind his back, his sleeves flying, and it made people look up to him. Many people understand that such martial arts and such powerful strength will never be able to achieve it in their entire lives. Human nature is strong. If you say that these people do not have a trace of admiration for this arrogant and arrogant leader of the Huanyue Sect, it must be false.

However, Ru Yan Kehui was still very demeanor and just laughed: "Okay, when you have a chance another day, I will definitely go and ask for advice in person!"

Ru Yan Kehui's voice was not abnormal, and Yan Wushi was like before. The bystanders could not hear signs of the two being injured from the voice, and they couldn't help but scream in secret. They thought to themselves, did they waste most of the day's experience, and no one was injured, and there was no difference between winning or losing?

Is this once-in-a-lifetime master clash ending in a draw?

Some people present also went to Banbufeng to watch the battle and witnessed Shen Qiao being knocked off the cliff by Kunxie. Although the victory of the Huns made many people present feel sad and sad, it was inevitable that such a fierce battle should have a fierce result. Now the martial arts realm of Ru Yan Kehui and Yan Wushi seems to be better, but it is inevitable that it will be unsatisfactory to end in this form.

But whether it is Yan Wushi or Ru Yan Kehui, they never need to explain to anyone when doing things. After a few conversations, the two floated down from the cliff, one fell by the stream, and the other fell on the rocky beach not far from Shen Qiao and the others.

Ru Yan Kehui bowed to Yan Wushi: "Sect Master Yan came from afar. He should have fulfilled his friendship as a landlord. I don't know how many days the Sect Master Yan planned to stay in Jiankang City. I would also ask Linchuan Academy to send a post to invite Sect Master Yan to visit."

Yan Wushi said lightly: "No need, I can't drink the water from Linchuan Academy. I'm afraid that you will come back with a lot of benevolence, righteousness and morality. You should keep those things to deceive fools and wives!"

Ru Yan Kehui smiled, but did not force him: "Then Kehui will say goodbye first!"

He shook his sleeves and turned away. His steps seemed ordinary, but he was seven or eight feet away in a blink of an eye. The unpredictable body technique of the gods and ghosts alone was enough to be shocking and beyond reach.

"I sighed and covered my tears, mourning the hardships of people's livelihood! Although I like to cultivate my husband and I am silenced, I am stingy in the morning and in the evening! I have replaced me with a rosy and a slim smile, and I have also applied it to me to embrace the slim. I am also good at what I am, and even though I die nine times, I still have no regrets!..."

The song came from afar, which was Ru Yan Kehui chanting "Li Sao". He sang it in the tune of the south, resounding throughout the valley. The original sadness turned into heroic spirit, and everyone who heard it was refreshed.

It seems that the battle with Yan Wushi did not reduce the strength of Ru Yan Kehui, and many people thought.

Dou Yanshan had spoken in public in the city and offered to fight Yan Wushi, but after seeing the two fight, he turned around and left without saying a word.

Some people who couldn't stand the Liuhe Gang's dominant good deeds, and couldn't help but say, "Do Gang Master Dou's offer to fight against Sect Master Yan? Why did he leave so quickly?"

Dou Yanshan stopped and turned around and glanced at the man. The latter was trembling in his heart when he saw it.
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