It is not just Chong Ye and Bi Yu who are paying attention to this battle at the city wall. On the top floor of the restaurant where Qingtianjun often goes, next to the window, Qingtianjun looked out from the window and looked at Sangjiang, the calm river surface.

Chao Qingqiu sat at the table, with the ancient road hanging around his waist, and took a sip of the wine in front of him.

After a monk reaches a certain level, he will not invade the cold and heat, and he will not have to eat. This is even more so for a monk who has reached the level of Chao Qingqiu.

In the past many years, Chao Qingqiu did not drink even water.

Not everyone is like Qingtianjun, even if they become a vast ocean, they are still greedy for their mouths.

It is not an easy thing to be able to see Qingqiu drinking.

If you see it here, you naturally can't see the scene on the other side of the city. But when you reach their level, as long as you are willing, they can know no matter what happens on the city.

Qingtianjun asked with a smile, "How about that kid?"

Qingtianjun could see the few swords handed over by Li Fuyao before, but after all, he had never explored the sword path at all, so he was more exquisite, even if he had a very high level, he could not see clearly.

He whispered to Qingqiu: "I'm still keeping my energy."

Qingtianjun smiled and said, "That kid is not stupid. He knows that Hu Yue is just an appetizer, and there are some real dishes behind it."

Chao Qingqiu is still very dull, "If you don't do it well, he will be destroyed on the top of the city."

"Since you have to go to the other side, how can you not experience more?"

Qingtianjun is very straightforward. This game was originally set up for Li Fuyao, and the most important thing is to let Li Fuyao experience more things and come out of life and death. Whether it is to his mood or anything else, it is actually very helpful.

It is actually very difficult to see a father-in-law in the world who is as dedicated as the Qingtianjun.

He said to Qingqiu: "You have paved his road too smoothly."

Li Fuyao's journey was difficult all the way, but it was not the case when looking at Qingqiu.

If you ask yourself, Li Fuyao's path will be extremely dangerous.

No one will help save him in danger?

Qingtianjun said calmly: "His future path will be even more difficult."

He joked at Qingqiu with a rare word, "It's very difficult today."

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Li Fuyao sighed. After half an hour's brief battle, he handed out no less than a hundred swords, and the results were extremely weak. Apart from the several sword marks left on Hu Yue's body, there was nothing else.

He was hit by Hu Yue's fist four times.

The first time was on the forehead, then the shoulder was hit by a punch, and the third time the chest was hit by a punch. By the last time, the punch directly hit Li Fuyao's lower abdomen.

The sword energy in the Lingfu was churning like a sea of ​​qi, running around in the meridians.

But in general, there is still no distinction between the top and bottom.

Killing and being killed are just a matter of thought.

The sword energy in the Ling Mansion was grabbed little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little. Although it was far from being exhausted, it was obviously not that easy.

Hu Yue's fist is fast and powerful, so it is not easy to avoid it.

Li Fuyao naturally has killer moves. Whether it is Jian Shijiu who has not yet moved or the exquisite sword moves he has hidden, they are enough to reverse the current situation, but there must be two if there is one.

After Hu Yue, Li Fuyao didn't know who the next one was, but he could know that there was definitely a second person, and no one was willing to miss this opportunity.

Wang Fugui praised: "Not bad."

Feng Lu paused, suddenly turned his head and looked elsewhere, frowned and said, "Are you so shameless?"

Wang Fugui did not turn his head. In fact, even so, he already knew the situation in the distance. With his realm of cultivation, no one could hide his perception except for the few Canghai and climbing the tower in this city.

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In the attic, Chongye stood up.

The victory and defeat on the city was decided, so Chongye stood up at this time.

Bi Yu asked, "Is it so shameless?"

This sentence is exactly the same as a big black donkey watching the fun under the city wall.

This sentence is more or less hurtful. If Hu Yue heard it, he would be afraid of fighting again. Chongye just smiled slightly and said, "He is so powerful, you have seen it too. I just want to knock him down the city. No matter how you say it is in the demonic land, you can't make the swordsmen arrogant."

Bi Yu didn't think much of what Chongye said, especially this one was obviously perfunctory.

"You take action now, I will stand under the city later. Otherwise, you will wait for me to take action first, and then you will fight me or him."

This is the answer given by Bi Yu.

His interest in Li Fuyao is much greater than that in the Shinye.

He would rather fight with Li Fuyao first, as for whether he would lose to Chongye in the end, it was not something he cared about.

Chongye shook his head, "I can't beat him."

Bi Yu's eyes were slightly cold, and he gradually understood Chongye's thoughts.

He fought against Li Fuyao now, and the chance of defeating Li Fuyao is very high, and he should not be seriously injured. In this way, with Bi Yu's temperament, he should also do good moves, so he can only wait for a fair fight with him.

Then this is also the situation that was deduced in advance at the beginning.

No matter what, I always have to fight with Bi Yu.

Then defeating Li Fuyao will at least make Chongye's reputation a step further, even if he loses to Bi Yu in the end.

It's not a big deal.

In this matter, as long as Chongye goes out now, he will be the one who will gain absolute benefits.

Bi Yu is very ashamed of his style of conduct, but he has to admire his ability to grasp the situation.

No one can surpass the younger generation.

He let go of his body and let Chongye walk out of the attic.

He walked out of the attic and came under the city in the snow.

It caused a burst of exclamations.

Before Hu Yue took action, they felt that today would not be too ordinary. Later, although Hu Yue was cut off by Li Fuyao with a sword, everyone knew that if Hu Yue was defeated, the swordsman would arouse the curiosity of those people.

As expected, Chongye is here.

This young man who had had a big battle with Hu Yue before looked at Li Fuyao on the top of the city wall with a smile.

Suddenly, someone spoke behind him, "Zhongye."

Chongye listened to a familiar voice, turned his head and looked at Feng Lu, who was also wearing a black robe.

Feng Lu smiled and said, "Waiting for me."

Although he spoke with a smile, Feng Lu's eyes were full of coldness when he said this.

Chongye's face changed slightly. In his plan, there was never a single star of this big black donkey, because since he had not appeared in Qingtian City before, it means that he was not interested in this excitement, at least he was not interested in the so-called 100-day period.

But who knew that Feng Lu, who he thought he had no idea, was standing in the crowd at this moment and saying to him, waiting for me.

This is undoubtedly telling him that if you dare to take advantage of others' danger, I will beat you down later!

In fact, among those people, except for the initial fear of Qinghuai's cultivation talent, Chongye is not Hu Yue or Bi Yu, but Feng Lu, who is looking at the carelessness.

Chongye's face froze slightly and he said softly: "Why did Brother Feng say this?"

Feng Lu smiled, then cursed directly, "I just want to say that you are shameless, you are shameless, I will be shameless later, and see who is more shameless than who."

Chongye sighed, "You can't let a foreign swordsman show off so much."

Feng Lu was too lazy to talk to him, turned his head and sneered, "Tug your mother's egg."

Wang Fugui stood aside, smiling and silent. He had already accepted Feng Lu's temperament, but Su Wan really didn't.

It whispered in Wang Fugui's ear: "Sir, is this really your friend?"

Wang Fugui smiled, and Guang replied in his heart: "It's just a stinky smell."

Such a sentence made Su Wan so hard that he could not say a word.

It was originally reading from his husband, and his temperament became extremely gentle. He really couldn't do anything excessive to make him do.

Wang Fugui turned to a smile and said, "Actually, there is nothing big. Some poetry and books in the hearts of scholars belong to their own. But without saying that if you have these poetry and books, you have to think about following those predecessors who write these things. What kind of personality is you, you should know a little about yourself. How to live, you still have to study it yourself, but you need to know one thing, that inner self is everything."

When Su Wan heard this, she laughed in a low voice and said, "Thank you, sir."

It’s good to read or practice well, and you can have an enlightenment all the time. It’s just that this kind of opportunity is something you can meet and find hard to come by.

This not only requires someone to give a point, but also requires you to understand it just right. The conditions are harsh, so who can figure it out so easily?

Chong Ye took a deep breath and turned around and rushed to the top of the city. Since he had already walked here, how could he take a step back?

Feng Lu looked at his back with cold eyes.

Wang Fugui always had a smile on his face.
To be continued...