"You want to kill me?"

“It’s obvious.”

"What's the reason?" Luo Qing put down his initial surprise and was a little confused, "We seem to have no grievances or grudges."

"It's no grievance or grudge, but you're in the way." Bai Xiaoyu said.

Luo Qing was silent for a moment and asked, "Because of Su Che?"

"You are indeed smart, but it's because of your intelligence that you can't live long." Bai Xiaoyu said: "Smartness will kill people."

"What do you want to get from him?" Luo Qing looked around. There seemed to be no one else on the mountain where there was only wind. "He has nothing."

"This is not what you should consider." Bai Xiaoyu said: "What you should think is whether you want to die easily or struggle unnecessary."

"Just based on your words, I'm not my opponent." Luo Qing said lightly: "If you have any helpers, please call it out. I think that Miss Qiao should be here."

Bai Xiaoyu was stunned and then smiled, but his smile was slightly complicated.

The scent of peach blossoms came from the wind, but it was even more intense, and there was a bloody feeling hidden in the fragrance, which became more and more viscous.

Luo Qing looked in one direction, among the desolate gravel, and slowly walked out of the darkness.

"It's you." Luo Qing looked at the woman who was still bright in the dark, staring at her eyes and holding her breath, frowned, and there was disgust in her eyes.

"The little woman is a little curious. Why is Lord Luo always wary of me?"

Accompanied by some enchanting voice, Qiao Zhiwei was wearing a peach-colored long skirt. She walked slowly with two unsheathed short swords in her left hand.

"There is no reason." Luo Qing said: "It's just that from the first sight of you, I feel hypocritical. Every frown and smile is too fake, it looks like pig's skin wax oil, which makes people disgusting."

Qiao Zhiwei had never heard of others' descriptions of herself. Her face suddenly became cold with a smile, and her murderous intent was no longer hidden.

"You are so annoying." She said: "It's just that you're a servant who obeys you. Why do you have to have your own little thoughts? You're seeking death by yourself."

Luo Qing was silent for a moment and said, "How did you find out where they are?"

Of course Qiao Zhiwei knew who he was talking about, so she immediately smiled and blinked, "Guess."

Luo Qing's eyes sank.

"Guess, how are they doing now?" Qiao Zhiwei said.

Luo Qing closed his eyes, then opened it, as if flames condensed in his eyes, and his murderous intent was awe-inspiring.

"You also know that I was in the Peach Blossom Sword Pavilion. I have to say that your sister is still pretty, and she is very old..."

Qiao Zhiwei didn't finish her words because Luo Qing in front of her had already punched her.

She had to swallow the second half of her words, then drew her sword and stabbed it out.

The fist fell on the sword and a spark was burst out.

Qiao Zhiwei's eyes flashed, and she also saw clearly the thin weaving on Luo Qing's hand.

"Golden silk in the southern border." She recognized at a glance that this was a tough thing that could compare to metal and stone. She could not break it without a magic weapon, and immediately attacked with two swords.

Both of them are martial arts masters who can break through the armor, while Bai Xiaoyu on the side is standing on the huge rock. He cannot participate in such a level of battle. He has good light skills, so this time it is just a draw.

The two people on the edge of the cliff were coming and going, entangled with each other, and the twinkling sparks splashed from time to time, and there was a muffled sound of true qi colliding.

Qiao Zhiwei is carrying the inheritance, has extraordinary martial arts, exquisite sword skills in her hands, and the peach blossom evil spirits are helping the gods. This place is the wind gust, and the wind is rushing by the cliff, and the peach blossom fragrance is even more conducive to the geographical advantage.

Although Luo Qing has no unique inheritance, he has practiced for many years and has profound skills. Although he has been an official in the court for many years, he has not lost too much martial arts, and he is not at a disadvantage at this time.

As the two leaped over, Qiao Zhiwei's laughter was as crisp and pleasant as a wind chime, and she also had a close encounter with each other, so she could see her beautiful face as beautiful as peach blossoms.

Luo Qing couldn't hold his breath for too long. Every time he relaxed, he would feel dizzy and dazed. Although it was extremely short, during this period, Qiao Zhiwei's offensive was often more violent and difficult to deal with. If he was not careful, he would be hit. Gradually, he fell into a dangerous situation.

He was slightly anxious and killed someone first. He knew that the other party wanted to break his ruthless way, but he had no choice.

Qiao Zhiwei's martial arts are difficult to deal with. There is also a Bai Xiaoyu who is skilled in light hidden weapons. Although the opponent's martial arts are not strong and he cannot get involved now, if he wants to retreat, the opponent will definitely become a constraint.

Luo Qing was indeed thinking about a way to escape, but he didn't want Su Che to come, because it was a killing game against him tonight, but in the final analysis, the opponent's target was still Su Che.

If he came at this time, and had left the sect on such a dark and windy night, Qiao Zhiwei would have been able to find out, and it would be better to be safe in Taohua Jian Pavilion.

But this is also a kind of chronic death. When they followed Qiao Zhiwei to Taohua Jiange, their situation was already destined.

Luo Qing felt cruel in his heart. He couldn't let Su Che have something to do. Even if he was about to die, he had to find a way to warn Su Che.

He fought and retreated, and so he wanted to find an opportunity to escape.

Qiao Zhiwei chuckled, enchanting, "I want to escape now, don't you think it's too late?"

She thought so when she had the right time, place, and people, without feeling that the other party had the ability to escape from her hands.

Tonight's storm is the best way to kill, and the most important thing is to see through the flaws of the ruthless path that the other party has cultivated.

She just tricked the other party here with an already vague news - Luo Qing's relatives have not entered the capital for many years and there is no news. She spent her time and tried hard. Although she used Jianghu Feng Media to find Tanzhou, she also cut off the clues and no longer made any progress. However, the surprise was that Luo Qing really valued his relatives too much.

The more ruthless you think, the more you will be, the more you will be.

Qiao Zhiwei showed a little sarcastic appearance on the corner of her mouth. Although the ruthless way is extremely powerful, the practitioners in the martial arts world have disappeared. How many achievements can a mere unknown Luo Qing make?

Bai Xiaoyu stood on the huge rock, vaguely able to see the battle between the two below, and at this time he took the dart in his hand.

There was no need to watch it anymore. He felt that Luo Qing's defeat was already destined.

But what happened to the sigh in his heart? His mood was a bit complicated.

But neither Bai Xiaoyu nor Qiao Zhiwei noticed that Luo Qing gradually deviated from the direction of the cliff. In other words, he really wanted to escape, and was creating a chance for himself to escape.

As long as he is not severely injured, he will not die even if he jumps off the cliff. At least he will not lose himself in the dizziness that the peach blossom evil gradually attacks his body like he is now.

There was already gravel slid down the cliff in the fight between the two, but the sound was subtle and hidden in the wind, and neither Qiao Zhiwei nor Bai Xiaoyu noticed it.

Qiao Zhiwei's two swords had a strong attack, and it was strengthening like a stack of waves. In fact, Luo Qing gradually became weak, and the true qi was slowed down due to the peach blossom evil entering the body.

At this time, Luo Qing's punching movement slowed down for a moment.

"Opportunity!" Qiao Zhiwei's eyes condensed, her right sword blocked, but her left sword stabbed out in the gap.

But immediately, she thought she had a killing attack and was slightly stunned, because she could see the peace in the eyes of the person in front of her.

Puch, the sword tip pierced into the flesh and blood came out.

But that's all.

Luo Qing lowered his right shoulder and actually used his shoulder blade to resist the sword body's supply. Then, he punched his fists, which had been half a step slower, forward!

Qiao Zhiwei heard the fist wind breaking through the air and knew that it was the opponent's full-strength attack, so she naturally didn't dare to take it head-on, but it was too late to collect the sword, so she had to let go and retreat.

It is expected that the roar that came out did not appear, and the true qi above Luo Qing's fists dissipated like a wind, and he even stepped under his feet and flew backwards.

"He wants to escape!" Bai Xiaoyu said anxiously, but what he didn't even notice was that he felt relieved in his heart.

Qiao Zhiwei forced herself to rush forward while retreating, stabbing her right sword, but she was still one step slower.

Luo Qing's figure had fallen off the cliff and disappeared into the night.
Chapter completed!