Listen to the perfume pavilion.

Jiumozhi walked into it with Duan Yu, turned around and looked at the green lake and breathed a sigh of relief.

With the wide lake barrier and the confusion of complex waterways, he could finally get rid of the little monk. With his mind relaxed, Jiumozhi's eyelids were very heavy. He really wanted to take a break. But he knew that it was not the time to rest. Maybe Su Chong would come over. Along the way, he finally saw Su Chong's strong tracking ability. The most urgent task was to get the Six-Meridian Divine Sword Score.

"Young Master Duan, we have reached our destination. Please copy the sword score and let me burn it in front of the tomb of Mr. Murong to commemorate his spirit in heaven." Jiumozhi said patiently.

Duan Yu raised his neck and made up his mind not to write it. The Six-Meridian Divine Sword is a martial art passed down by his ancestors, and he will not reveal it casually whether it is reasonable or reasonable. What's more, it is telling people like greedy. Duan Yu closed his eyes and waited for the torture to come. Along the way, Jiumozhi asked him to write sword scores many times, and as long as he didn't know, he would click his acupoints immediately, making him numb and itchy.

But after waiting for a while, Jiumozhi did not see him taking action. He opened his eyes carefully and found that Jiumozhi was standing calmly in place. He was no longer as angry as before. But for some reason, looking at Jiumozhi so calmly, Duan Yu felt no reason.

Jiumozhi completely lost his patience, and he lost his desire for gains and losses. He immediately recovered from the coldness of the Great Lun Ming King: "Mr. Duan, this is the last time I asked you. If you can't hand over the sword score, I'm sorry, I can only burn you to the donor Murong and let him ask you by himself."

Duan Yu's hair was blown up. Jiumozhi actually wanted to burn him to death! His face suddenly turned pale. Although he suffered a lot of injuries along the way north, he had never approached death like this. Jiumozhi's greed for the Six-Meridian Divine Sword was the reason why he survived to this day. But at this moment, Jiumozhi had obviously suppressed his covetousness for the Six-Meridian Divine Sword.

Jiumozhi's eyes were full of indifference, and Duan Yu knew that the other party was not joking. It was dangerous!

"Think about it carefully." Jiumozhi said lightly. Unlock the acupoints on Duan Yu's legs, and Shi Shiran walked into the Tingxiang Shui Pavilion. This place belongs to a small island in the lake, so he is not afraid of Duan Yu's escape.

Duan Yu was confused and thought that he might die soon, and suddenly felt sad and walked into the water pavilion ignorantly.

"The two girls, the little monk and the old donor Murong are old friends. They once agreed that as long as the little monk gets the six-mechanical divine sword score, they can get the opportunity to enter the Murong family arsenal to read. Please ask the two girls to report it." Jiumo Zhi said.

"The old master has passed away for many years, and we can't make a decision." Azhu was sixteen or seventeen years old, charming and pretty, with round eyes, and black eyes turned, looking at Jiumozhi with suspicion. She instinctively felt that the monk was not a good person, and always felt that the other party was not kind.

Moreover, not everyone can enter the Murong family’s arsenal. In the entire Yanziwu, except for the elders guarding the arsenal, Murong Fu is the only one who is qualified to enter. This monk opened his mouth and wanted to enter the arsenal, how could it be possible?

"Master really brought the Six-Meridian Divine Sword?" Abi was dressed in green clothes, bright eyes and white teeth, and was gentle and charming. Standing beside Ah Zhu, he looked up and down with suspicion.

Although she had never practiced martial arts, she was in the Murong family and knew a lot about famous martial arts. What's more, she also had a friend who was familiar with martial arts in the martial arts world. She was familiar with the world's famous martial arts. The Six-Meridian Divine Sword is the direct magical skill of the Duan family in Dali. It is known as the world's number one sword and is a famous kung fu.

Who can protect this kind of martial arts firmly? How could he give it to others casually? This monk actually said that he has the sword score of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword? A Bi was unbelievable.

"There is no sword score on the little monk." Jiumozhi said calmly.

Abi looked suddenly. The monk was indeed malicious, just for the Murong family martial arts! His eyes looked at Jiumozhi and suddenly felt a little unkind.

Jiumozhi didn't care at all, and still smiled calmly, as if he was a master of Taoism: "The little monk doesn't know, but the Master Duan beside me knows the six-mechanical divine sword. Wait for a while, let Master Duan write the sword out and I can burn it in front of the tomb of Mr. Murong's master."

Azhu looked at Duan Yu curiously. Could this young man in a mess really know the Six-Meridian Divine Sword? The surname Duan is Duan, is it a child of the Duan family? But as a child of the Duan family, how could he reveal his martial arts at will?

After looking back and forth between the two, Azhu immediately discovered the trick. I guess Mr. Duan was coerced by this monk.

"This young master Duan really knows the Six-Meridian Divine Sword? I can't see it." Ah Zhu looked at Duan Yu in disguise, and secretly blinked at Duan Yu.

Duan Yu was questioned, not only was he not angry, but his heart moved. He thought that as long as he bit himself to death, he would not know how to use the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, wouldn’t this beautiful sister have an excuse to block Jiumozhi? Maybe she could wait until the Xugen came to save her. Thinking of this, Duan Yu’s eyes suddenly lit up.

"This sister is right. Xiaosheng has not liked martial arts since he was a child. Now he is a scholar who is powerless. How could he know the Six-Meridian Divine Sword? If I really know martial arts, how could I fall into the current situation? I am useless as a scholar." Duan Yu sighed with emotion.

Azhu's mouth curled up and thought to himself that this young man was not stupid and understood what he meant.

Jiumozhi frowned slightly, put away the smile on his face. His eyes turned, and he glanced at Azhu, Abi and Duan Yu indifferently. If it were normal, he would still maintain his demeanor and be polite to everyone. However, he was chased by Su Chong for a month and was extremely exhausted and his patience had reached its limit.

He came here for the arsenal of the Murong family in Gusu, and no one could stop him. Seeing that Ah Zhu was thinking of a way to shirk responsibility, Duan Yu also began to play tricks in front of him. Jiumozhi suddenly lost the intention to continue to entangle.

"It's okay, just let me give it a try." Jiumozhi shook his right hand, and a flame knife shot out of thin air, catching Duan Yu's neck.

Duan Yu's face turned pale in fright, but his teeth were gritted and he stood there like a nail.

Seeing that the sword energy was about to cut across Duan Yu's neck, Jiumozhi's face turned gloomy like water. When his mind moved, the sword energy was very dangerous and dangerous. As he rubbed Duan Yu's neck, he flew past and cut a fine wound.

This nerd is such a stubborn temper.

Duan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, looking full of gratitude. Fortunately, Jiumozhi had something to ask for, otherwise he would be really dangerous now!

Jiumozhi's face was gloomy. He wanted to suppress the Central Plains martial arts world. But he had been going on a lot of trouble all the way. Seeing Duan Yu's face full of gratitude, he was immediately angry. He turned around and saw that Azhu and Abi were concerned not far away, and immediately had a plan.

A yin smile, a shaking right hand, and a flame knife flew out in anger. The knife was as strong as the arm, and after it flew out, it was whispering. It was obviously just for Duan Yu to see. Jiumozhi stared at Duan Yu with a smile. He wanted to see if this young man could pass the beauty barrier!

Azhu Abi thought he could hold back Jiumozhi, but he would never have thought that Jiumozhi was so cruel. In order to prove that Duan Yu was good at martial arts, he actually threatened Duan Yu's life directly! Seeing that Duan Yu was safe and sound, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. When they saw that Jiumozhi actually attacked them?!

mean!

Azhu pulled Abi and wanted to run away. But the sword energy broke through the air and the cold murderous aura hit him overwhelmed. The two little girls who had never experienced the dangers of the world could not withstand the oppression of Jiumozhi's momentum. They were trembling all over and could not act!

Duan Yu was shocked and did not care about the abnormality. He suddenly pressed his thumb with his right hand.

Whoosh!

The air was penetrated, and the sword energy hit the slowly moving sword energy. It was annihilated and shattered with a bang.

Duan Yu's face was pale, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. It was almost the same! If he was slower, wouldn't his two sisters die here!

This monk took human life seriously for the sake of martial arts secrets? How could he have the compassion of a monk? As soon as he unfolded his figure, Duan Yu suddenly stood between Jiumozhi and Azhu Abi.

"Jiumozhi, you are still the King of Great Wheels. You have taken action against ordinary people for no reason! What about your compassion! I wonder if you are really the King of Great Wheels! If you give the sword score, wouldn't it be a helping evil? I will never hand over the sword score even if I die. If you have the ability, you will kill me!" Duan Yu was extremely angry and roared hysterically. After a month of torture, he was also on the verge of endurance.

Jiumozhi looked at Duan Yu indifferently.

"Since that's the case, I can only ask the donor Murong to ask you for the sword score in person." Jiumozhi's voice was plain, but the content was extremely cold.

Azhu and Abi were so beautiful. They never expected that Jiumozhi would be so cruel.

Jiumozhi completely abandoned the six-mechanical divine sword. He wanted to kill Duan Yu and then forcefully broke into the Murong family. Murong Bo is already dead. As for that Murong Fu. Humph! A man with great ambition and talent is far inferior to his father!

The internal energy rolled, and his right hand shook suddenly. The three-bit flame sword energy flew out in the shape of a product, firmly covering Duan Yu's whole body. The sword energy was fast and fast. Compared with the huge attack just now, the three swords were silent, but even more ruthless and vicious. Even good players in the martial arts world may not be able to block this kind of attack. Duan Yu had just practiced martial arts and did not react to the enemy at all. He was extremely panicked for a moment.

Seeing the sword energy flying, Duan Yu's color was as pale as paper. Even if he was mysterious in the waves, he could not avoid it for a while. What's more, there were two young girls standing behind him.

It's over!

Azhu Abi smiled pale and looked in front of her in despair.

Without any warning, a white jade-like palm suddenly appeared. The palm was pinched into a crane's mouth, like a white crane nodding gracefully.

Bang bang bang bang!

The extremely sharp flame sword energy of the three blades was instantly shattered!

"Viral root!" Duan Yu was extremely surprised. In the midst of great sorrow and joy, Duan Yu's legs were so irritated that he almost fell to the ground!

Azhu took a step forward, reached out to hold Duan Yu, and looked at the monk in white not far away with joy. He felt that the little monk was wearing white clothes, with a cold temperament, and he looked like a monk. In contrast, the Tubo monk opposite looked so fierce no matter how he looked at it, they were all monks, so why was the difference so bad?

"Duan Yu, you go first. I'll deal with him." Su Chong stared at Jiumozhi and said lightly.

Azhu still wanted to stay and help, but Duan Yu knew very well that he was a burden here. Although he discussed it carefully, he lived in the royal palace since he was a child, and his life experience gave him enough decision. He quickly persuaded him: "Two sisters, Xu Gen is my friends. He went north. If I hadn't become a burden, he would have dealt with the evil monk. Let's retreat a little further and don't disturb Xu Gen from doing anything."

Azhu looked at Su Chong in surprise. The young monk actually chased Su Su from Dali to Gusu? He was so loyal! Knowing that Duan Yu was right, he immediately pulled Abi and Duan Yu to the depths of the Tingxiang Shui Pavilion. He opened the machine, and the floor cracked and exposed the lake below. He jumped onto the boat he had prepared long ago, left the water pavilion, and stopped not far away to watch the battle. Not only that, he also towed the nearby ship away, completely cut off the route of Jiumozhi's escape.
Chapter completed!