I Just Want To Be Quiet

Xiji Ruins.

Above the sky, the sky is blue and clear, and the pure white clouds are like mountains, piled up.

There were birds passing by, the wind was blowing, and the cold frost condensed the wings. The underside of the wings was originally barren, but now it is bright.

Countless golden cores and white petals are connected to form chains, like prayer flags that stretch and hunt, covering the entire battlefield.

The smoke and dust below it dissipated, and two figures, one mysterious and one colorful, moved to and fro.

The huge and beautiful Konghou stands quietly, with the colorful yings flowing light, the green nets shining brightly, the twenty-five strings are not fiddled with, and they move on their own, making bursts of clear music, resounding all over the field.

Cen Fangwo's high-bun color skirt, gorgeous clothes perfectly fit the delicate body, slender and light, when the pace turns, it is like a young deer in the forest, colorful butterflies among the flowers, leaping and dancing, agile and treacherous, the soft sword in his hand is straight and curved. , When it hangs, when it hangs, when the blade is hesitant, it seems like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, tricky and unpredictable, and constantly attacking.

Pei Ling stepped back again and again, stepping on the mud with every step, leaving deep footprints. With the blood falling, his black shirt was already ragged, and there were large and small cracks. I saw the traces of the flesh and blood being rolled, and the blood was flowing, and the physical strength, energy, and vitality were continuously lost.

The stone he picked up just now has been thrown out, and he is defenseless and mortal, and there is almost no power to fight back.

Knowing that if this goes on, he will definitely lose, Pei Ling's heart is suddenly stunned, looking at the cold light in front of him, Cen Fangwo once again bullied himself and stabbed his chest with a sword. Step out, face the sword, and charge directly towards Cen Fangwo!

puff!

The soft sword stabbed his left shoulder in the opposite direction in an instant, but he ignored it, and immediately seized this critical moment, stretched his arms like a net, and hugged him towards his body!

Cen Fangwo immediately retracted the sword, but the sword stabbed too deep, and it was already stuck in the muscles, so he couldn't draw it out for a while.

The next moment, Pei Ling's arms were like iron tongs, hugging her graceful and delicate body, and then, hooking her right leg in front of her legs, she suddenly exerted force on her waist and threw her to the ground!

Cen Fangwo's body instantly became unbalanced and smashed to the ground uncontrollably. But his martial arts are proficient, and even if he hits the plan, he does not panic. The moment he is about to touch the ground, he suddenly raises his hand and grabs Pei Ling's shirt. The sound of the wind slammed into Pei Ling's head.

boom! ! !

Pei Ling took a hard kick, and his mind was buzzing for a while, but his movements were not slow at all. He immediately grabbed Cen Fangwo's arm, and his whole body twisted immediately. It's an over-the-shoulder throw!

boom!

Cen Fangwo suddenly felt a whirlwind, the sky full of chains and the earth scattered with smoke and dust flashed alternately in her line of sight. Before she could react, she had already been smashed to the ground, and a long-lost pain instantly spread throughout her body.

As soon as he succeeded, Pei Ling immediately counterattacked and attacked. Before the opponent got up, he quickly stepped forward and directly straddled Cen Fangwo's body, hitting his head with his fists like hammers.

The situation was reversed, and Cen Fangwo immediately crossed his arms to protect his head firmly to defend against Pei Ling's attack.

bang bang bang bang...

However, Pei Ling didn't throw a few punches. Not far away, the crystal strings rippled like water ripples, and the music of Konghou changed again.

From the original light and lively, to impassioned, majestic and majestic.

In an instant, Cen Fangwo's strength increased greatly!

Between the defense of his arms, he suddenly held up Pei Ling's fists with one hand, and the free palm cut across it, and a sharp hand slashed Pei Ling's neck!

Snapped!

Pei Ling's eyes suddenly darkened, Venus appeared in chaos, and there was a strong dizziness in his mind.

Before he could react any more, Cen Fangwo threw another straight punch and slammed into Pei Ling's facade in the wind.

boom!

Pei Ling's whole body suddenly fell backwards uncontrollably!

But there was still a soft sword stuck in his left shoulder, and just as he fell to the ground, a burst of severe pain came!

Pei Ling woke up suddenly and was about to get up, but saw Cen Fangwo propped on the ground with his elbows, twisted his waist, and instantly pulled out his legs from Pei Ling's suppression, and then turned around with his elbows as the center, using the help of With a twist, his legs were like the wind, and his left and right knees were almost in no particular order, slamming into Pei Ling's chest.

click, click, click...

Pei Ling felt a sudden pain in his chest, and suddenly felt how many ribs he had broken!

The next moment, a fist like raindrops fell on his face immediately.

bang bang bang bang...

Pei Ling was beaten until his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his mind was also muddled.

Cen Fangwo took advantage of the situation to hold the soft sword that pierced his left shoulder, and was about to pull it out, but his wrist had just grabbed the hilt, and suddenly tightened, but he was immediately grabbed by Pei Ling!

Cen Fangwo frowned, the physique of the Holy Son of the Chongming Sect is so strong!

Changed to an ordinary cultivator, even if he was in the same way, he was beaten to death by her at this moment! Not to mention fighting back, it is even difficult to stay awake!

As her thoughts turned, she smashed another punch at Pei Ling's face.

boom!

Pei Ling quickly raised his right arm to block the punch, and then his left hand, which was clasping Cen Fangwo's wrist, suddenly exerted force. The hilt, ignoring the severe pain and shoulder injury, pulled out the soft sword!

brush!

The soft sword was stained with blood, and the light of blood mixed with the flickering of cold light, already sweeping towards Cen Fangwo like a poisonous snake!

Cen Fangwo didn't expect Pei Ling to use this kind of desperate play several times, she hurriedly leaned back, and a bit of chill almost swayed against the tip of her nose.

Hastily evaded, although he saved his life, he was not able to completely escape the sword. He only heard the sound of "thorn" cracking the silk.

After finally taking the lead again, Pei Ling did not dare to stop at all, and slashed at Cen Fangwo with another sword!

Cen Fangwo slapped the ground with one hand and flew out obliquely, like a swift swept through the air, but once again performed ordinary light work to quickly distance himself from him.

Pei Ling finally got up again. He was breathing heavily, his robes and robes were ragged and scarred, especially on his left shoulder.

Looking at Cen Fangwo who was still unscathed, he suddenly felt that this battle was more difficult than challenging Emperor Zhongkui and Tie Xiongzhu!

"clank……"

At this moment, the music of the ice crystal Konghou changed again, like clouds rising and snow flying, curling endlessly.

Cen Fangwo, whose complexion was also slightly pale, recovered quickly!

Without waiting for Pei Ling to regain more strength, Cen Fangwo immediately rushed towards Pei Ling.

The soft sword in Pei Ling's hand trembled, and immediately drew a sharp and mysterious sword style.

It is the sword move of the Frost Sword Sect!