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Song Yuzhi's pink cheeks were as bright as jade, and a delicate red cloud flew up on each side.

Jiao said angrily: No wonder daddy is angry. You want to take away his two precious daughters.

After thinking for a while, he said: "I will go back with you. If dad dares to touch you, I will die in front of him."

The corners of Chu Feng's mouth raised, he held up Song Yuzhi with one hand, and stroked her face with the other hand.

Song Yuzhi's delicate body trembled and she moaned: "Chu...ah!"No…

Chu Feng's hand had already touched her shy and charming face.

His fingertips gently brushed her round ear beads.

He leaned in front of him and said with deep affection like the sea: Little fool, don't lie to yourself and continue to suffer, okay?

He said and kissed her.

Song Yuzhi's body trembled, and he stretched out his hands to push Chu Feng's chest.

Somehow, when I reached him, I grabbed him by the collar of his clothes.

A pair of beautiful big eyes were closed, and the eyelashes were constantly trembling, showing the inner turmoil.

After a long time, the two finally separated.

Song Yuzhi had already snuggled into Chu Feng's arms.

She whispered: "It's not just my sister who puts Yuzhi in trouble. In our Song family, there are two views on the world's situation."

"There is a belief that this is the best opportunity to revitalize the Song family. They can be called the main war faction. They strongly advocate following you to conquer the world. In the future, they will be crowned kings and nobles and create a legacy for a century.

The other type is of course the Zhuhe faction. As long as the Song family can maintain its current position, no matter who wins the world, they will have a place in our Song clan. "

Chu Feng nodded, he had already expected it.

How could a big family like the Song clan have no objections?

Song Yuzhi continued: "The problem is that my father has never stated his position and allowed the two factions to argue. On the one hand, he allowed the main war faction to recruit soldiers and conduct various training and war preparations. On the other hand, he did not allow them to act rashly and participate in the world's disputes. ."

"According to the results of the discussion between these two factions, one of my sister and I must marry you, and the other will marry the prince of the Tang Dynasty. Only in this way can we have both sides and remain invincible."

Chu Feng smiled faintly, "No wonder your father doesn't make a decision. It's really that the two factions of your family are too short-sighted. Can you have both sides? Invincible? They don't even think about it, no matter who wins the world, how can he leave the law behind? A foreign land?"

"What's more, you, the Song Clan, all rely on your father. If something happens to him one day, where will the entire Song Clan go? Even if you want to surrender by then, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Song Yuzhi nodded and said worriedly: "Then what should we do? If you go to the mountain city, you will definitely confront dad. No matter which one of you two gets hurt, it will be bad."

Chu Feng smiled and touched Song Yuzhi's little face.

"Don't worry. I'm afraid your father has already made a decision, otherwise he wouldn't have let me see you two sisters one after another."

When Song Yuzhi heard this, his face turned rosy again, "Then I'll go back with you."

Chu Feng smiled and said: "No, I can just go by myself. Don't worry. At our level, there is no need to actually fight. The outcome is already in our hearts. Isn't that the case with Ning Daoqi?"

Song Yuzhi nodded and said, "Then I'll wait for you."

Songjia Mountain City is located at the intersection of rivers, facing three sides with majestic mountains.

The stone city started from the mountainside and was built along the slope of the mountain.

The main building group stands on the large flat land opened up by the mountains, the situation is precarious, and it has the spirit of a man in charge.

The mountains here are surrounded by dense currents and are rugged and dangerous. Even if there are tens of thousands of elite soldiers, they may not be able to use them.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Song Lu and dozens of men in green robes and fine attire sent by the Song family led their horses to greet him.

Everyone was in high spirits, with a strong back and a strong back, and all of them were good defenders. They all treated Chu Feng with great respect, showing admiration and respect.

Now Chu Feng, I don’t know how many heroes in the world follow his example.

Being able to see such a legendary figure with their own eyes, these young people were extremely excited and wished they could follow them.

Chu Fengfei got on his horse, and with the support of all the Song family's masters, he left the dock and galloped towards the mountain.

On the mountain road to the city, whenever you reach a dangerous point on the cliff, you feel as if you are hanging in the air, with the river flowing below, creating an endless wonder.

Chu Feng felt relaxed and relaxed after seeing this. After all, he was not a sluggish old man. He roared loudly and urged his horse to move forward.

Everyone roared and whipped in response, and dozens of riders ran through the mountain road like a whirlwind.

The open city gate lowered the drawbridge, and Song Zhi came out to greet him: "Master Chu, please meet me at the Sharpening Hall."

Song Lu and Song Zhi are brothers of Song Que, and I heard from Song Yuzhi that they are both the main fighting faction.

The appearance and interior of the Song Family Mountain City will give people two completely different feelings. If the former reminds people of attacking, defending and killing, the latter will only remind people of tranquility and peace.

There are hundreds of houses scattered in the city, all in order.

Trees and flowers are planted along the road, and springs from the mountains are introduced to form streams, which are interspersed in the garden residences to form small bridges, ponds, pavilions and other endless beautiful scenery.

The main building complex is gathered on the Dapingtai on the ninth floor.

The majestic pavilions and elegant architecture create a majestic style full of southern culture and make people feel the important status of the Song Dynasty.

Song Lu and Song Zhi stopped outside the entrance gate of the Modao Hall. It was obvious that Song Que wanted to meet Chu Feng alone.

In the huge space of the Grinding Hall, a man stood in the center of the hall with his back to the door, without any weapons on him.

The body is as straight as a javelin.

Wearing a blue robe that hangs down to the ground, he stands as majestic as a mountain.

Her black hair was tied into a bun on the top of her head.

With his hands clasped behind his back, he could not see the outline of his facial features but already had an arrogant and arrogant air, looking down upon the world.

On the walls on both sides, there are more than ten swords of different shapes hanging on each side.

On the other side of the door, against the wall, there is a huge whetstone that is shaped like a stalagmite, dark and smooth, and as high as the human body.

It adds another indescribable meaning to the already peculiar atmosphere of the Moto Hall.

"You're finally here." Song Que said in a deep voice.

"Yes, I'm finally here." Chu Feng replied.

Song Que turned around.

The frost on his temples did not show signs of aging at all, but gave him the aristocratic air of a high-ranking official and the demeanor of a Confucian scholar.

Coupled with his elegant and graceful posture, he indeed has the demeanor of a master.

Song Que looked up at the roof beams and said calmly: Since the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, the world has been divided into pieces. Evil people have taken over and disrupted the orthodoxy of our Han Dynasty.Master Chu, do you know why I think so highly of you?

Chu Feng shook his head.

Song Que said: "The five kingdoms of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, among which the Yuan and Qing dynasties are undoubtedly foreigners. Emperor Li Yuan of the Tang Dynasty was a Xianbei after Sinicization. Only the Song and Ming dynasties (of Wang Zhao) are truly Han. Bloodline.”

"I originally belonged to the Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty, but it's a pity that this man has evil intentions. On the surface, he is upright, but secretly he is constantly plotting. He not only plots the Song and Yuan Dynasties, but also intends to control the martial arts of his country. This man is ruthless and unjust. If the Song clan takes refuge in him , there will definitely be no good results.”

"As for the original Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Yun, he was even more of an insidious villain, with short-sightedness and vicious methods. After looking at the five kingdoms, none of them could tolerate the Song clan. It really made me sigh."

"Until you come out of nowhere!"

As Song Que spoke, his eyes fell on the whetstone enshrined at the end of the hall like a god.

Chu Feng also looked over.

I saw more than ten names carved on the stone.

The word "Chu Feng" is clearly carved on the highest point of the stone.

Song Que continued: "I heard that you went to see Song Yuzhi before coming here?"

Chu Feng nodded.

Song Que said: "In this case, you should have heard her tell you the reason for avoiding you. Between the two factions of the Song clan, we have to balance the main battle and the main peace. Sisters, you choose one."

Chu Feng smiled slightly and said calmly: "Choice is something only the weak do. I want them all, sisters!"

Chapter 194: Sisters, none of you can escape.

Song Que's eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "No one has ever dared to claim to be strong in front of me."

Chu Feng said: "Ning Daoqi thought so at the beginning."

Song Que paced, passed by Chu Feng, and walked toward the whetstone with his back like a mountain of pines and cypresses.

He said slowly: Master Chu's martial arts is indeed extraordinary, but from my point of view, there is a huge flaw.

That means your martial arts are too complicated.Although each martial art is rare and peerless in the world, if you cannot specialize in one, you will not be able to reach the ultimate level.

Chu Feng said calmly: "What is the ultimate? Can the sky have an end? Can the earth have boundaries? Martial arts is boundless, so how can it be the ultimate? Strong is strong, weak is weak, victory is victory, and defeat is defeat. How to differentiate between superior and inferior in martial arts? ?It’s just life and death.”

Song Que's figure froze, and after a while he suddenly laughed and said, "That's good! In that case, you and I will compete!"

Song Que reached out and pressed his hand on the wall.

There was a clang, and one of the knives made a sound as if it came alive, and jumped out of the sheath. It was no different from someone holding the handle of the knife and pulling it out.

Song Que grabbed hold of it through the void again, and the thick-backed broadsword fell into the grasp of his left hand as if it was pulled by an invisible rope.

The moment the thick-backed sword fell into Song Que's hands, Song Que's person and the sword became an indivisible and integrated whole.

It was a completely strong and profound feeling, subtle and hard to describe.

Song Que's eyes shot out with divine light at the same time, covering Chu Feng.

The moment Song Que wielded the sword, a wall of invisible but tangible sword energy, like a copper wall and an iron wall, pressed towards Chu Feng with Song Que as the center.

This sword energy is extremely powerful, invincible and capable of killing anything.

670 It seems that there is nothing in the world that it cannot cut off.

The person you are facing must be lucky enough to resist, and you must force yourself to have fighting spirit, otherwise you will be terrified and collapse without a fight.

With such martial arts, people would not believe it was true if they hadn't seen it personally.

Chu Feng's expression was still calm, and he praised nonchalantly: God is the mind, mind is the body and mind. Every time a sword is struck, the whole body follows, and the mind and spirit are unified, just like this sword.Yes, Lord Song's sword is indeed very good.

Chu Feng praised Chu Feng's sincerity, but Song Que's eyes trembled slightly and his heart was shaken.

In his perception, Chu Feng was not in front of him.

His eyes were fixed on Chu Feng, but his sight seemed to pass through thousands of mountains.

His true energy locked on Chu Feng, but it seemed to be locked on nothingness.

His sword intent moved back and forth across Chu Feng's body, but he didn't feel any obstacles at all, and he didn't even hurt a hair on Chu Feng's body.

Chu Feng seemed not to be in front of him at all.

But in an "'', unknown place."

What's in front of you is just a projection.

Is this true or false?

If Chu Feng really existed in front of him, his martial arts would be simply astonishing. He could actually create illusions in his eyes and senses, making it impossible to locate the opponent.

If it is fake, what kind of magical power is this?

He was able to deceive more than a hundred people along the way, deceive his own eyes, deceive his own sword intention, deceive his own Qi, deceive all his perceptions.

Is he really standing here?

Or maybe you just feel that he is standing here?

For the first time, Song Que had doubts about himself.

He immediately understood that his sword intention had been broken.

After practicing for decades, I thought I was the ultimate in love, and the ultimate in swordsmanship was broken.

No matter whether this sword comes out or not, it has failed.

Because he began to doubt himself.

Doubt is the flaw.

His sword has flaws, is no longer pure, and is no longer able to cut through all things.

Song Que slowly sheathed the knife.

After all, his sword did not strike.