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Chapter 327 The Edge of the Heavenly Soldiers

After the battle at Yingfeng Gorge, there were two more masters in the world who could compete with 'Magician' Pang Ban.

Among them, 'Evil Spirit' Li Ruohai is one of the top ten black list masters in the world. His name has already been famous all over the world. However, he is different from other black list masters. Li Ruohai has rarely appeared in the world in recent years, so he is among the top ten black list masters. Ranked last among the great masters.

But judging from the results of the battle at Yingfeng Gorge, Li Ruohai's martial arts is enough to fight Pang Ban. There are already many masters on the black list, and perhaps only Lang Fanyun can be his opponent.

Compared to Li Ruohai, the other person seemed to appear out of nowhere.

He seemed to have no origin or past. Many forces in the world tried their best to search for traces of him, but in the end it was all in vain!

And as the 'little magician' Fang Yeyu officially entered the Central Plains with everyone, he also revealed the magician's evaluation of Mr. Murong through his mouth.

He has been rampant in the world for a long time, but Master Murong's sword still gave him the smell of death for the first time!
It should be noted that in the battle at Yingfeng Gorge, although Li Ruohai's prairie fire spear technique injured Pang Ban, Pang Ban's evaluation of Li Ruohai was far inferior to that of Master Murong.

It can be seen from this that we can distinguish between superior and inferior.

What's more, when Pang Ban, Murong Fu, Li Ruohai, and Qian Luo gathered in Xiaohua Creek, the seed masters ranked among the Eight Paths and Eight Sects were killed. Among them was "Youzi Umbrella", one of the four generals under the command of Commander Shurangyan. 'Jian Zhengming.

Jian Zhengming was one of the four masters of the Xining Sect, but that day he and Sha Wanli, the "Yang Shou" who was one of the eighteen seed masters of the eight sects, were defeated and died after only using nine swords.

Later, at the bank of Liu Xin Lake, in front of Pang Ban and Cihang Jingzhai Fairy Qin Mengyao, Master Murong destroyed the next owner of the Bodhi Garden.

He also used thunderous means to eliminate Cheng Wang, one of the eighteen seed masters of the Baidao Eight Sect, and "Cross Axe" Hong Dacai, one of the eighteen seed masters of the Changbai Sect. 'Tieroufu' and Zheng Qingjiao.

In addition to the 'Yang Shou' Sha Wanli who died in Xiaohua Stream, the eighteen seed masters that the Baidao Eight Sect had painstakingly cultivated for decades to target Pang Ban were almost destroyed by him alone.

But to this day, no one from the Eight Baidao Sects dares to cause trouble for Young Master Murong!
And not long ago, when Ye Yu led his group south to the Central Plains, he first targeted the Shuangxiu Mansion, which was regarded as an evil sect by the Eight Baidao Sects. Except for the 'Sword Monk' who was reluctant to leave, the rest of the Baidao Eight Sects were happy to watch the excitement.

However, the final result was unexpected to everyone in the world.

This was because the three master craftsmen from outside the Ming border area took action at the same time, but in the end they still came back defeated, just because this Master Murong had been a guest in Shuangxiu Mansion.

The names of the three great masters from outside the region are far less resounding in the Central Plains than in the border areas of the Western Region, but the masters of the Eight Factions Alliance have heard of their names.

Because in the twenty years since Pang Ban retired from the world, the eighteen masters of the so-called Baidao Eight Sects had fought against these three foreign masters.

But the result was unacceptable. Of the dozens of elite experts from the Eight Factions Alliance, only a handful of them came back alive in the end.

According to one of the sect leaders of the Eight Factions Alliance, the three major master craftsmen from outside the territory have joined forces, and even Pang Ban has to avoid the edge for a while!
However, in the battle of Shuangxiu Mansion, the three major master craftsmen from outside the territory who joined forces for the first time had a bad start and returned in defeat.

Although this matter is considered a secret in the world, it is not unusual among the factory guards who are the eyes and ears of the imperial court. Therefore, as the person who invited Feng Han to come out of the mountain this time, he naturally knows it best.

Therefore, when he saw Murong Fu's four sword slaves appearing, he immediately became frightened.

Since the battle at Shuangxiu Mansion, Murong Fu's name has been regarded by them as the leader of the evil sect equivalent to 'Magician' Pang Ban.

Thinking of his previous behavior, the man who was a member of the factory guard dared not linger here, and quickly escaped with the wind.

……

In the hut, Feng Han suddenly sighed: "It seems that I have indeed missed a lot of things!"

With his cultivation reaching the innate realm, it was not difficult to detect the fearful and uneasy tone of the man outside the valley when he saw Murong Fu's sword slave.

“These are just false names, but having these false names in the world can save you a lot of trouble!
Since Brother Feng has decided to retire from the world, don't get involved in it from now on. Some things are most afraid of being interrupted. If Brother Feng changes his mind, I also advise you to take Miss Hongqing to the world in a year! "

Murong Fu gently sipped the tea in the cup and said calmly.

"You want to wait until a year later?"

Feng Han couldn't help but feel something in his heart when he heard this, as if he had already guessed something.

Murong Fu said: "Yes, one year from now, no matter what the outcome of the battle to block the river is, I dare to promise Brother Feng that absolutely no one in the world can stop you!"

"Brother Murong is so sure that Lang Fanyun will win?"

Feng Han stared at Murong Fu and said.

After the battle on Nujiao Island, Feng Han fully understood Lang Fanyun's martial arts, and he had already ranked among the top ten masters on the black list.

But Lang Fanyun's opponent this time was none other than 'Magician' Pang Ban.

"No matter how the battle between Lang Fanyun and Pang Ban goes, Brother Feng doesn't have to worry too much, because even if Lang Fanyun is gone, there is still Li Ruohai and me in this world!"

After Zigu filled up the tea for himself, Murong Fu continued.

He gave Feng Han such a firm answer because he knew the general trend of the world in the future.

Because until the battle to block the river ends a year later, no matter who the opponent is, as long as Pang Ban takes the last step, he will eventually be shattered and left.

Without Pang Ban's pressure, Fang Yeyu, who lost his troops and generals, naturally had no choice but to give up his plan to change the situation.

And when the time comes, with Feng Han's martial arts, the world is so big, where can't he go?
Feng Han looked at Murong Fu in front of him and suddenly said in an inexplicable tone: "It seems that Brother Murong is very confident in his martial arts!"

"It doesn't matter whether you are confident or not. If Brother Feng, who has been hiding his sword for three years, wants to take it out of its sheath, I will naturally be satisfied!"

Murong Fu said with a smile on his face, as if he had seen through Feng Han's desire to move.

Feng Han's eyes were filled with abnormal expression, brilliance appeared, and he said calmly: "Is it possible that Brother Murong is willing to teach me?"

At this moment, Feng Han's whole body's aura changed completely. His tall, thin and slender figure did not give people the slightest feeling of weakness at this moment.

On the contrary, the entire figure is made of steel bars, which hides amazing power. It makes people feel that if he doesn't move, he must be extremely quick and dexterous when he moves.

This is the 'Left Hand Sword' Feng Han, this is the aura that a top ten master on the black list should have!
"Brother Feng, please don't take action, okay?"

Qian Hongqing on the side couldn't help but look worried when he heard this.

As one of the adopted daughters of Qianluo, she originally wanted to serve Qianluo's ambitions, but after being heartbroken by Qianluo's careless palm on Nujiao Island, she was extremely tired of the intrigues she was most passionate about in daily life. Fighting for power all day long.

After living in seclusion with Feng Han for three years in a deserted valley far away from disputes, these three years were the most peaceful three years in her life. She found that she had fallen in love with this ordinary life.

Without Murong Fu's appearance, she would rather this ordinary life continue like this and not be broken by outsiders again!
But now Murong Fu's sudden visit gave Feng Han, who had been hiding the sword for several years, the idea of ​​taking action for the first time!
She understands the thoughts of people like Qian Luo and Feng Han very well. She is extremely sincere about martial arts. If she encounters a rare opponent, she will definitely not want to miss a fight with him!
If that was the case, she wouldn't be so panicked!
It's just that today's opponent is unusual in the first place. As an opponent who has fought to the death with the 'Magician' Pang Ban, she is too worried that after this battle, Feng Han, who lives in seclusion in the deserted valley, will once again have worldly thoughts in his heart.

Seeing the worry in Qian Hongqing's eyes, Feng Han smiled slightly and explained: "Hongqing doesn't have to worry, my fight with Brother Murong today is just a sparring match, it won't involve life or death!"

But Qian Hongqing still hesitated and stood stubbornly between the two of them.

"Is Miss Hongqing worried that after this battle, Brother Feng will have the desire to compete in the world again?"

Murong Fu just glanced at the female figure in front of him and quickly guessed the real worry in her heart.

Qian Hongqing bit her lips and did not speak or refute.

Murong Fu said calmly: "If this is the case, then there is no need for Miss Hongqing to worry, because if Brother Feng had a worldly desire in his heart, how could he live in seclusion with you in this deserted valley for three years!"

Hearing this, Qian Hongqing was worried that this would be easier, but he still hesitated.

Seeing this, Feng Han stood up and patted her shoulder gently, and comforted her slowly: "Could it be that Hong Qing still can't trust me? My fight with Brother Murong today is just a competition!"

Seeing Feng Han speak again, Qian Hongqing stepped aside with a hint of worry in his eyes. …

outside the house.

Feng Han appeared in front of the door, but with a long knife stuck diagonally on his back.

Murong Fu was stationed under a fruit tree, with a long sword hanging on his waist and a smile on his lips.

The two of them faced each other from a distance, and in this quiet and peaceful valley, it was rare for them to show a trace of dignity.

Looking at Murong Fu in front of him, lightning flashed in Feng Han's eyes, but a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

It should be noted that over the years he has practiced swordsmanship hard and feels that he is better than before and is quite confident. Now when he saw Murong Fu, he felt that his spirit and demeanor were completely different, but he didn't know where the difference was. It was a bit elusive.

It was clear that Murong Fu was standing in front of him, but there was an illusion in his heart that he couldn't figure out his exact location!

But at this moment Murong Fu closed his eyes, as if he was quietly enjoying the scenery of nature.

And Feng Han's person is like the knife on his back, constantly building up an intimidating momentum that makes people dare not neglect him for a moment.

Feng Han's lightning-like eyes stared intently at Murong Fu in front of him. He had never encountered such an opponent before, and the battle with Lang Fanyun had never given him such a strange feeling in his heart.

Knowing that the two of them would only fight for that moment, Feng Han had to exert all his energy and began to try to lock onto Murong Fu's figure.

Fortunately, Feng Han's eyesight was strong and he didn't even need to blink.

On the contrary, Murong Fu kept his eyes closed, as if the world-famous "left-handed sword" Feng Han opposite him did not exist.

But a cup of tea passed, and the two of them were still standing where they were.

Feng Han's left hand was already on the 'Heavenly Weapon', but he still wasn't sure about taking action.

Because no matter how hard he tried to lock onto Murong Fu, Murong Fu, who was clearly so close, still gave him the illusion of being far away.

Under such temptation, Feng Han's left hand holding the knife began to sweat.

Murong Fu on the side was always in a very relaxed and leisurely state, while Feng Han was like a taut string, completely opposite, thousands of miles apart.

Under the pressure of his prepared momentum, Murong Fu was actually able to maintain a comfortable state.

It’s not good to wait too long.

Feng Han decided to take action.

As if aware of Feng Han's fighting intent, Murong Fu suddenly opened his eyes.

Under the strange perception of the ancestral aperture between his eyebrows, there was not a single detail in Feng Han's entire body that could reveal his discernment.

The movement of his thoughts was hundreds of times faster than that of ordinary people, so that to a normal person, a strike that was as fast as lightning seemed to be an extremely slow movement in his pupils.

In his sight, the first thing he saw was Feng Han's feet bouncing gently, keeping his body ready to attack at any time.

Feng Han's pupils dilated and emitted strange light. This was a phenomenon caused by the concentration of his power.

He even saw that Feng Han's pores exposed on his clothes shrank, the aorta on the side of his neck and the blood vessels exposed on the back of his hands expanded and contracted, blood flowed in large amounts and quickly, and his physical energy was used to its maximum.

Feng Han is about to take action.

The knife in his left hand drew a small semicircle from his back, and the tip of the knife was pointed flatly at Murong Fu's throat five feet away. His right foot bounced up, and his left foot flashed forward, like a ferocious beast.

Murong Fu opened his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have lost sight of Feng Han, because his energy was focused on Feng Han's left-hand knife, which was slashing towards him.

The tip of the knife was like a cold star, running towards his throat.

Finally Murong Fu moved his right hand, and his right hand clenched the long sword hanging at his waist.

Under the setting sun, a sword light that lit up like lightning seemed to streak across the sky.

When Qian Hongqing on the side saw this scene, her pretty face turned pale, because under her sight, she vaguely saw a flash of sword light, and then she saw this lightning-like sword light colliding with the cold star-like sword light. one place.

No one can describe the grace of this sword!

nobody!
The two figures retreated as soon as they touched each other, each standing at their original positions outside the hut.

Murong Fu looked as usual and stood quietly on the spot holding a long sword.

Feng Han's face turned red, obviously he was at a disadvantage with this move. After a long time, he heard him say: "What a fast sword, what a fast hand!

But in my opinion, Brother Murong’s sword came from the sword-drawing technique! "

Murong Fu nodded slightly and said with nostalgia: "Yes, I learned this move from my former opponent. He specializes in the art of drawing swords. When he was young, he practiced the art of drawing swords for twelve thousand times in a dark secret room. Next, he learned the peerless sword skills through hardships and hardships.

His sword always strikes later, because when it is about to strike, it is at its weakest, and his sword cuts off the opponent's lifeline at that moment. "

"Practice the sword-drawing technique 12,000 times every day. I can strike later, but always strike first!"

After hearing what Murong Fu said, Feng Han inevitably felt a touch of emotion and respect for Murong Fu, his former opponent.

If he is lucky enough to meet such a swordsman and such an opponent...

Thinking of this, Feng Han felt a little more impulse in his heart.

But unfortunately...

From Murong Fu's swordsmanship, he had a very clear understanding of Murong Fu's character. Few opponents could survive from his sword, so naturally his wish could not be realized.

"Brother Feng's left-hand sword technique is indeed refreshing. If you can take it one step further, you will be qualified to challenge Pang Ban!"

Looking at Feng Han who suddenly sheathed his sword and became silent, Murong Fu smiled slightly.

"Is there still one step left?"

When Feng Han heard this, he suddenly smiled, and then in front of Murong Fu, he casually discarded the 'Heavenly Weapon' in his hand, which was regarded as one of the five divine weapons by the people in the world.

With a 'buzz' sound, the sword energy dissipated, and this world-famous sword was inserted directly into the ground, leaving only the handle exposed.

"One step away is a big difference. Hongqing, I will let you travel outside the territory tomorrow!"

At this moment, Feng Han seemed to have given up all his shackles, and looked at Qian Hongqing aside with a smile.

"Brother Feng..."

Qian Hongqing's words revealed that she was moved.

Witnessing this scene, Murong Fu said with a rare sincerity: "Brother Feng, I congratulate you for finally finding fame and fortune, and your mood has improved to a higher level. In time, there will be another supreme swordsman in this world!"

Feng Han smiled and said: "This is just a false name. Come, Brother Murong, before I leave, you and I will drink a few cups of tea together!"

(End of this chapter)