Chapter 866 Zhang Xiaohua breaks into the fragrance of the remains of the sword (Five)

Actually, I didn’t expect Senior Brother Wei to answer. Zhang Xiaohua reached out and touched Senior Brother Wei’s arms. Soon, she took out a waist card from it, looked around, and smiled and said, “I’ll spare you a few times. Even if you don’t die, this waist card is the price. Using a long sword to break the formation is really a bit tiring!”

"You..." Senior Brother Wei couldn't move and could only curse in his heart!

"What am I?" Zhang Xiaohua glanced at him, as if she heard someone's heart. She raised her hand, curled her middle finger in her hand, and then stretched it, and bounced onto Senior Brother Wei's long sword.

With a "click", the steel sword broke into two pieces.

"I see what else you are fighting with me!"

Zhang Xiaohua kicked Senior Brother Wei again, which was to untie his acupoints and walked without going back.

Senior Brother Wei turned over and stood up, looking at the half-broken sword that was only a foot-sized length in his hand, and was speechless. He raised his head and was about to speak, but he saw a figure flying down from the mountain in front of him, which was as powerful as thunder and as an eagle.

Senior Brother Wei hadn't seen who it was, but he heard the man yelling like a thunderbolt: "What happened here? Who sent the emergency signal?"

After hearing this, Senior Brother Wei immediately felt a look of joy on his face, and he opened his mouth and said, "Senior Brother Huo, hurry up, it's in front of him..."

Senior Brother Wei just called "Senior Brother Huo". Senior Brother Huo had already used his light skills to come to the front, and Zhang Xiaohua didn't say a word. He raised the heavy sword and stabbed Senior Brother Huo's lower dantian! Senior Brother Huo hurried down from the mountain, and had no time to see the situation in the field clearly. Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua was just an ordinary disciple of Lihuo Palace, he didn't pay much attention. Senior Brother Wei was calling him there again, so he naturally looked up at the bottom. He was not careful and was stabbed closer by Zhang Xiaohua's heavy sword. The heavy sword was very fast. Senior Brother Huo realized that it was too late. He hurriedly only crossed the long sword in his hand, just to be a temporary one. Zhang Xiaohua was not polite. He hit the middle of Senior Brother Huo's long sword, "Crack", even worse than Senior Brother Wei. Just when Senior Brother Wei shouted "Just in front of him", Senior Brother Huo's long sword was hit by Zhang Xiaohua in several sections!

The power of Zhang Xiaohua's heavy sword was not enough. Senior Brother Huo screamed in surprise, and even shouted "huh". Zhang Xiaohua beat him so hard that he flew out and landed far behind Senior Brother Wei!

Before Brother Wei finished speaking, he saw Brother Huo fly over his head, and he swallowed the words behind him with tactful tact!

Zhang Xiaohua shot down Senior Brother Huo to the ground, but did not turn around. She lifted the heavy sword and floated up, and rushed to Yixiang Peak.

Han Zhuoqi and Zhang Ping'er were already numb. They looked at each other and chased each other. Before they could chase after a few steps, they heard someone shouting in front of them: "Huh? Are you a disciple of Lihuo Palace? Could it be that you are breaking into the formation?"

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, a disciple of Hufeng, like Senior Brother Hu, was thrown in front of Zhang Ping'er and the others, and he was holding a bare hilt in his hand!

Let’s look at Senior Brother Huo and the disciple just now, both looking at the hilt of the sword in their hands, and were speechless.

The disciples of the peak guarding in Ruijin Palace are the elites of the inner disciples of Yixiang Peak, but after all, they are still comfortable for many years. Although they are a little wise in their daily lives, they never dreamed of breaking into the formation like Zhang Xiaohua. Although they were also sensitive to the reaction, they did not have any form. Zhang Xiaohua's heavy sword was beaten to the point of falling flowers and flowing water.

Fortunately, there is no legacy of "the sword is there, and the sword is destroyed, and the person is forgotten". Otherwise, this little flower would have caused a big disaster. The low-level disciples in the Ruijin Palace would have to find a crooked tree and find a break? Of course, although it is not that serious, these disciples cannot be sad. They must find a huge rock and hide behind to draw circles!

Zhang Xiaohua hit the mountain all the way, and he was puzzled by himself: "This Yixiang Peak seems...too easy to break through, and it is not as evil as others say!"

Just as I was thinking, there were more than a dozen disciples in Jinyi in front of me. One of them was about thirty years old, dressed like a scholar, which was different from the disciples next to me. This man was holding a soft sword in his hand, looking at Zhang Xiaohua, but his hand was slowly shaking. The soft sword twisted like a snake with the scholar's hand!

Seeing the scholar staring at her, Zhang Xiaohua was not showing any weakness. She squinted her eyes and looked straight, but her feet did not stop until she approached her.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua stop, the scholar looked up and down with interest, and then looked at the disciples behind Zhang Xiaohua who had broken the sword by him. With a "puff" sound, he could laugh out loud.

Zhang Xiaohua was puzzled, and then he heard the scholar pointing his hand and scolding, "Look, what do you look like? The Lord of the Palace tells you about troubles every day, so that you can be prepared for danger in times of peace. Where have you heard?"

"Fortunately, our disciples from Lihuo Palace have entered the mountain. If it is Dalin Temple or Tianlong Sect, do you still have your life?"

Just as he was talking, a disciple next to him smiled and said, "Uncle Ming is just a disciple from Lihuo Palace. Let the disciple teach him a lesson and take his life to relieve his uncle!"

"Shut up!" The uncle of the wise master originally had a smile on his face and scolded the disciples, but when he heard this, his eyebrows stood up: "What are the disciples of Lihuo Palace, what kind of dog life? Since he is a disciple of Lihuo Palace, he is your junior brother. His life is the dog life, what about your life? Could it be that it is also the dog life?"

The disciple's face was flushed and he didn't know how to answer.

"Yelang is arrogant, Yelang is arrogant." Master Ming pointed at the disciples and said, "Didn't you see? The disciples of Lihuo Palace beaten from the bottom of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, and they all smashed the swords of everyone, but they were not hurt at all. Can you achieve this kind of control of strength? You can teach a lesson that it would be strange if you don't beat someone to eat shit!"

When the uncle of the wise master said, everyone next to him did not speak.

Zhang Xiaohua was not in a hurry. He had just fought from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain. Although he had not encountered any challenges, he had also spent some effort. This was a good time for him to rest!

The uncle of Master Ming taught all the disciples a lesson and smiled again: "This brother from Lihuo Palace, the disciple who reported the news just now came in a hurry, and did not explain your name clearly, and there was also the reason for you to break into the mountain. I think, since you are a disciple of Lihuo Palace, of course you know the serious crime of breaking into the mountain. Since you want to break into the mountain, there must be some extremely important reasons. If you can make it clear, maybe... let's think of a way to compromise with each other... I can't say that you don't need to break into this mountain..."

Then, he pointed behind him: "I know that you have not encountered any powerful opponents since you have entered the foot of the mountain. However, I must also know that these disciples who patrol the mountain are just the most ordinary disciples of my Ruijin Palace. What about me? They are not the most powerful person in the Ruijin Palace. It is difficult for you to go all the way up. Can you have the confidence to defeat all the disciples of my Ruijin Palace?"

Seeing that he was very kind, Zhang Xiaohua bowed and said, "This senior brother is Ren Xiaoyao, a disciple of Lihuo Palace, and he had no choice but to break into the mountain today. To be honest, senior brother may not be able to pay attention to the reason!"

When the uncle Ming heard this, he showed an interesting expression on his face: "Ren Xiaoyao, I'll tell the truth. No matter whether you like it or not, you are just an alchemy disciple in Lihuo Palace. What kind of injustice can you have, or what's the point of rushing into the mountains directly?"

When Zhang Xiaohua heard this, she smiled at the sky and said, "Yes, I am just a little disciple of Lihuo Palace. But today I am going to break into Yixiang Peak, for nothing else, just to see a female disciple of Mo Jie Palace, and say a few words to her."

Uncle Ming showed a look of "I understand" on his face. He looked at Zhang Xiaohua again, almost giving him a thumbs up and smiled and said, "Little brother, I really want it, but how can this disciple from Mo Jie Palace know you? Who is this disciple? What do you... want to say to her?"

Zhang Xiaohua thought for a while, but she took the initiative and said loudly: "Okay, since my senior brother asked, I was about to use your mouth to pass it to the top of Yixiang Peak. I broke into Mojie Palace and did not do anything for others. It was Miss Zixia. I wanted to say to her, 'The mountains have no edges, the heaven and the earth are united, and the winter thunder trembles and summer rain and snow, so I dare to break up with you!"

Zhang Xiaohua's voice was very loud and everyone heard it clearly.

Master Ming was even more stunned: "What? Zi... Zixia? Are you talking about Zixia from Mo Jie Palace?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled proudly and said, "It's Zixia. Why... the senior brother knows her, or... there is a Zixia named Xi Mujun in the palace who is harassing me?"

When Master Ming heard this, he smiled bitterly on his face, lowered his head and said a few words to a disciple next to him. The disciple turned around and headed up the mountain.

Zhang Xiaohua ignored it, waved the heavy sword and said, "I've finished saying it. This senior brother? Can you let me go?"

Uncle Ming shook his head: "I just want to persuade you to put down your weapons. Since you have told me the reason, I think... you must also know that Senior Brother Xi is going to Mo Jie Palace now, how can I ruin his good things?"

"Well, since that's the case, it's useless to say more, please!"

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua didn't say anything more. She jumped up with a sharp sword and stabbed the Ming Master in the chest.

Uncle Ming saw that all the disciples' weapons were broken, of course, Zhang Xiaohua's heavy sword was powerful. However, he relied on his skill and courage to use his internal strength. The soft sword was flexible to lift the tip of the sword and face Zhang Xiaohua's heavy sword directly.

With a "sniff", the two sword tips touched each other, which was no different from the previous disciples. Although the soft sword was full of internal strength, it was not as good as the heavy sword without a sharp edge. It was directly hit and flew backwards, stabbing the chest of the wise master!

Uncle Ming took a breath of cold air and realized how strong the disciples in Lihuo Hall, who looked very ordinary, had in his hands. Only then did he know why all the disciples were not enemies, and their weapons were broken. This... it was not just a paralysis of thought, but a real gap in strength!

"When will there be such a powerful disciple in Lihuo Palace?" Uncle Ming was very surprised!

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