Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 8 Don’t want to be a widow

Bang!
  Within a radius of ten feet, the earth sank three feet under the battle between the two top martial arts masters in the world.

Under each other's feet, four deep pits appeared.

The deep footprints were imprinted on the ground, and they were flawless and shocking.

Swish!
  Dongfang Bubai's red-clothed figure flashed, and retreated quickly with the help of the power transmitted by the Thousand Wolf Shadows that broke through the sky.

On the other side, Zhu Hefeng's figure was as motionless as a mountain, without any change at all.

"Hehehe." Dongfang Bubai's charming smile sounded again, "Okay, the Emperor's Classic Book is really powerful. Now, I'm afraid I'm no longer your opponent, right?"

"Sister Dongfang, you are too modest. How can I dare to compare with you in my three-legged cat skills!" Zhu Hefeng chuckled.

Swish!
  As Dongfang Bubai's figure swayed, he ducked in front of Zhu Hefeng again. He reached out with his slender jade fingers, tapped his face, and said affectionately: "You brat, you are still so humble!"

"Play pig eat tiger!"

When Zhu Hefeng heard Dongfang Bubai commenting on him, a smile appeared on his lips and he said, "Thank you sister for the compliment."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Dongfang Bubai's graceful body, wanting to embrace her, but she dodged her.

"You brat, you are so impatient!" Dongfang Bubai ducked and came to Zhu Hefeng again, joking.

Zhu Hefeng looked at Dongfang Bubai, his face suddenly fell, and he said with a bit of pity: "Sister, don't you think I might die at any time?"

"Can't you grant my last wish?"

"Haha." Dongfang Bubai laughed, "Do you still know that you may die at any time? I thought you didn't even have this bit of mind."

"Since you may die at any time, I, the leader, should stay away from you. It would be bad if you become a widow!"

Amidst the laughter, Dongfang Bubai's figure turned into a sharp red light again, moved towards the distance, and disappeared in front of Zhu Hefeng.

Looking at Dongfang Bubai's leaving figure, a trace of inexplicability appeared on Zhu Hefeng's face. This somewhat careless young man seemed to be really interested.

tread! tread! tread! …

Saying goodbye to Dongfang Bubai, Zhu Hefeng set out again, carrying the deer knife on his back and heading forward step by step.

Not long after, he followed Dongfang Bubai's footsteps and disappeared here.

Only the collapsed hut and the remaining blood can prove that a bloody battle really took place here not long ago.

Not long after Zhu Hefeng left, several men in yellow robes came, collected the remaining bones, and left quietly.

………………

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh! …

In the depth of winter, the climate is changeable. I don’t know when, snowflakes fall from the sky, making the whole world fall into a blanket of snow.

As far as the eye can see, the sky and the earth are all silvery white. In the vast white world, there are no traces of birds and animals, as if there is no life at all.

Zhu Hefeng carried the box containing the deer-cutting knife on his back, holding his Fangtian Painted Halberd tightly in his hand, and stepped forward step by step.

Every step you take can leave a clearly visible footprint on the white snow.

tread! tread! tread! …    I don’t know how much time passed, but there was a crisp sound of footsteps in Zhu Hefeng’s ears, and a somewhat blurry figure gradually appeared in front of him.

That was a ragged figure.

The clothes on his body seemed to have not been changed in many years, but every step he took was extremely determined.

In his hand, he still holds a sword!

No, that's not a sword at all!

Just because the hilt of this sword is basically made of two pieces of wood nailed together, and the blade is made of rusty iron, which is indescribable.

Swish!
  Zhu Hefeng took one step at a time and gradually came to this person's side.

Turning his head to look, a young man appeared in front of him. I saw him with a delicate face and extremely handsome face, but those eyes made people shudder.

Just because that look is not like a human being at all, but like a wolf, no, a lone wolf!
  Snapped!
  The four eyes intertwined, and in the young man's eyes, there was only a look of death. The way he looked at Zhu Hefeng was no different from looking at a dead person.

Zhu Hefeng looked at the young man, nodded calmly, chuckled, and said, "Do you really want to become famous?"

The young man nodded, his voice extremely cold, "Become famous or die!"

Zhu Hefeng raised a hand, slapped his forehead, and said helplessly: "Why do so many people like to walk in this turbid world? It's such a pity!"

Swish!
  The young man's eyes turned and he looked at Zhu Hefeng, who was about the same age as him, and said, "Isn't that true of you?"

Zhu Hefeng complained: "I am the same, but I am a little more mature than you. You seem indifferent, but you are still naive."

"Remember, in the arena, apart from yourself, even your best friend or the woman you love can only trust seven points at most!"

"Hahaha!" At the end of the sentence, Zhu Hefeng's figure had disappeared in front of the young man.

Looking at his leaving back, a trace of helplessness flashed across the young man's eyes. Then, he shook the rusty sword in his hand and continued walking forward.

………………

Huashan.

Since the pre-Qin era, there has always been a shortage of reclusive people in Huashan Mountain, and there are countless legends and anecdotes.

The ancestors of Xiyi at the turn of the Tang and Song Dynasties were even more famous immortals. By the end of the Song Dynasty, some martial arts people who were unwilling to be ruled by the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty gathered on Huashan Mountain and formed the famous Huashan Sword Sect.

In the past hundred years, the Huashan Sect has always been the leader among the Five Mountain Sword Sects, and is known as one of the seven major sects in the world.

It is as famous as Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kunlun, Diancang, and Nanhai. Even after the great conflagration between Jianzong and Qizong thirty years ago, the Huashan sect was severely damaged and lost a large number of masters. The Songshan sect took away the throne of the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains.

But in the martial arts world, everyone with some knowledge knows that in terms of true strength, the Huashan Sect is still superior to the Songshan Sect.

Not to mention the head of the Qi Sect - Yue Buqun, and the head of the Sword Sect - Feng Buping, the Qingfeng female swordsman Gao Yanan is famous even among the younger generation of masters.

He can be called the number one master among the younger generation of the Wuyue Sword Sect, not to mention the senior Sword Sect Su Lao - Feng Qingyang, with high martial arts skills and wonderful swordsmanship, I am afraid that compared with the master of Emei, Dugu Yihe, It's also comparable.

On this day, on the Mount Huashan Qi Sect Jade Girl Peak, the head of the Qi Sect, Yue Buqun, recruited two of his disciples.

The second disciple—Lao Denuo and his beloved daughter—Yue Lingshan!

(End of this chapter)