When Yi Wufeng saw that he was injured and vomited blood, his heart felt sore. The corners of his eyes became wet. He whispered: "The monk is the host of Yuquan Temple to understand the Dharma. He has mastered Shaolin skills and has achieved some success in palm skills. You can't take the trouble with your own faults? Next time, you can't be so reckless!" He said that, taking out the elixir and handing it to him.

Hu Qingpeng looked at the tenderness in her eyes, and her chest seemed to be hit hard by a huge rock, feeling that the injuries she suffered were not wronged. Who in the world can get the care of this iceberg beauty? For a moment, she was a little fluttering, wishing that her injuries would aggravate a little.

As this place is close to Jingshan, the terrain begins to become complex, with hills standing, streams swirling, sparse or dense forests rolling over layers of green waves, and there is almost no people to see. It is noon on the sun, and the sun is exposed, but the forest is extremely cool.

The two picked some wild fruits to satisfy their hunger. After a while, they suddenly heard the barking of dogs from afar, echoing in the mountains and forests - the enemy was chasing them in a gloomy way! Hu Qingpeng frowned slightly, and the other party had the help of the hunting dog. As long as he followed the smell, he would have nowhere to hide. This was a headache. Yi Wufeng seemed to know what he was thinking, smiled slightly, pointed to the mountain stream flowing beside him and said, "Go into the water!"

Hu Qingpeng sighed lightly: "I hope this will get rid of them!"

After walking for more than a hundred steps, he jumped to the treetops on the shore, and slid among the trees until the edge of the woods. Hu Qingpeng identified the direction and walked in the rugged and narrow valleys. He gradually could no longer hear the sound of pursuers. The more they walked, the more desolate and dangerous the terrain was, with many poisonous insects, tigers and wolf roaring, and the sharp screams of monkeys sounded from time to time on the cliff, which made people scattered. The sky gradually darkened, and the dangerous aura quietly spread in the vast mountains and forests. In addition to the humans with murderous intent, the bloodthirsty beasts also began to become active.

Hu Qingpeng went upstream and accidentally discovered a clear pool of water. The terrain on the shore was flat and the grass was as long as the grass was green. She was happy with the phoenix. She loved to be clean, but because she ran for several days and had no time to shower, she felt extremely uncomfortable all over her body. When she saw this excellent natural bathhouse, how could she hold back? She ordered Hu Qingpeng to walk away and never peek, otherwise she would dig his eyes.

Hu Qingpeng couldn't bear to disobey her, so he obediently walked into the woods to pick wild fruits and dig mountain spirits. He listened to the faint sound of splashing water in the distance. He thought of a beautiful woman playing in the water, with her skin as snow and unparalleled as ever. He couldn't help but feel excited. He suddenly had the idea of ​​peeping at the beauty in the bath. With his extraordinary eyesight and skills, he could completely avoid Yi Wufeng's eyes and ears to achieve his goal. This idea was so strong that it occupied his mind in an instant, causing him to rush.

He was almost out of control on the spot. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself twice. The severe pain calmed him down and tried his best to forget those vivid fantasy scenes. He could not let Yi Wufeng down, nor could he violate his principles of being a human being. If he peeped at others, what was the difference between him and the tyrants in the world? He was a person who had read the books of sages, and knew what kind of etiquette was, and he suppressed the restlessness in his body.

After a long time, I finally heard the call of the phoenix. Hu Qingpeng held a pile of wild fruits, and the mountain spirit walked to the edge of the pond. She sat on a stone, half-sided, with water as a mirror, combed her long black and shiny hair, her lotus arms were shining, her jade neck was slender, and her posture was elegant and charming, just like an elf who accidentally fell into the mortal world. Hu Qingpeng had never seen her charming style in dressing up in the mirror? He was immediately attracted by her delicate charm, and he watched her every move greedily, and even the wild fruit mountain spirit rolled all over the ground.

Yi Wufeng tied up her long hair and dressed up as a man. She looked back and happened to meet Hu Qingpeng's obsessed eyes. She couldn't help but feel ashamed and said with hatred: "Hey, have you seen enough? Be careful that I'll dig your eyes!"

Hu Qingpeng came back to his senses, his face flushed with shame, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. You, have you finished washing? Do you want to eat something?"

Seeing his helpless look, Yi Wufeng was secretly amused, looking at the red mark on his face and asked, "Hey, why do you have palm marks on your face?"

How dare Hu Qingpeng tell the truth? He scratched his head and said, "This is... a mosquito bites me. I beat it a little heavier and left traces."

Yi Wufeng curled her lips, not believing such a far-fetched reason, and asked coldly: "You didn't peek at me just now..., right?"

Hu Qingpeng shouted: "No, of course I didn't peek at you! I can swear to the sky!" This is not a joke, because peeking requires a price to pay for a pair of eyes, and you must show your innocence and gain trust from others.

Yi Wufeng stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled: "I believe in you!"

Wash the wild fruit mountain essence and eat all the food. Yi Wufeng thought Hu Qingpeng's sweat was too strong and asked him to clean it up. Hu Qingpeng had this idea for a long time. After she avoided it for a while, she immediately took off her legs and pierced into the cool pool water, which was extremely comfortable. He swam two times in the pool, but he was still not satisfied. He was about to get on the shore and put on clothes when the wind sounded like a young Taoist priest suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the big rock on the shore.

Hu Qingpeng looked in surprise and collided with the Taoist priest's eyes in the air, without giving in to each other, like an invisible sword in a clanging confrontation. His heart sank, and cold sweat broke out on his back. Could it be that the Taoist priest was here to chase them? I wonder if he brought a large group of people? His clothes and weapons were placed on the shore, and how could he deal with the enemy naked? His life's embarrassment and helplessness should be the best. The true energy was moving, and he said loudly: "The Taoist priest stared at him without turning his eyes, I don't know why?" He deliberately raised his tone and took the opportunity to remind Yi Wufeng, who was far away in the forest, to hide carefully.

The Taoist priest's face is like a jade crown, his nose is like a gallbladder, and his eyebrows are slanted into his temples. He has a bit of Taoism's elegance and a bit of heroic spirit of heroes in the world. His eyes are bright and arrogant, as if he doesn't take the world into consideration, and his expression is faintly conceited. If Li Shan is compared to a tiger, then he is an eagle, wandering in the clouds and looking at the world. He frowned and said coldly: "Are you Hu Qingpeng, a disciple of Hengshan?"

"That's right! What do you call the Taoist priest?"

"I am the subordinate of Wudang - Qingxuzi."

"So it's you!" Hu Qingpeng couldn't help but exclaim, with a serious expression. The shadow of the famous tree of a man, Qingxuzi, as the head of Wudang, is famous in the world. He is an outstanding outstanding figure and cannot be underestimated. He said in a deep voice: "I have heard of the great name of Senior Brother Qingxuzi for a long time, and I am well-known! I dare to ask you what advice do you have when you visit at night?"

Qingxuzi disdained to answer his question, glanced at the grass and trees around him and asked, "Where is the demon girl of the Demon Sect? Where did she go?"

Hu Qingpeng was secretly angry and said in a cold voice: "What does it have to do with you when people come and go freely? Is it because of the so-called 'justice' that you are not asking about the random murder of people?"

Qingxuzi smiled coldly and said, "It is rumored that Yi Wufeng has temporarily lost her power due to poisoning. How could my Wudang disciple depreciate himself and bully a woman who has no power to fight back? I just wanted to see what magic she relies on to make the young heroes of Hengshan so fascinated, offend the heroes of the world, and be willing to work hard for her. The so-called beauty disaster refers to people like her!" Suddenly, he turned around and looked at the sky, and said with his hands behind his back: "Come up. I believe that as long as you defeat you, she will naturally appear!"

Hu Qingpeng hurriedly went ashore and put on his clothes, raised his long sword on his back, and looked at Qingxuzi's arrogance, and couldn't help but feel a little impressed. He dared to turn his back to his opponent, not afraid of being suddenly attacked. This courage and confidence are rare in the world. Hu Qingpeng took a deep breath and held the hilt of the sword steadily. A familiar and blood-connected feeling spread throughout his body, and endless power surged out of his heart, saying calmly: "Hu, I have heard that Wudang sword technique has been unparalleled in the world. It is a great honor to be able to compete with Senior Brother Qingxuzi tonight. Please give me advice!"

Qingxuzi turned around suddenly, looked at his opponent with a sudden change of momentum, nodded and said, "No wonder Junior Brother He said that you said you said crazy and didn't take me seriously. It turns out that you have the capital to be proud! It's not in vain that I went down the mountain. Hengshan sword technique is unique, let's see how much you have understood?" Canglang's long sword was unsheathed, and a dazzling silver light shone straight into the sky, reflecting the dark night. He shot the sword in his hand and chanted: "The sword light is cold and shocked the nine states, and the wind and smoke in the rivers and lakes are rising!" Before the chanting was over, a terrifying aura surged around, and the cold wind blew towards Hu Qingpeng one after another.

Hu Qingpeng stood firm like a steel rock, slowly drew his sword in his hand, and said, "You are indeed coming to me! Is the battle for face in the door so important? Even those who practice Taoism cannot avoid the vulgarity! Since the Taoist priest is concerned about the world, why do you need to wear a Taoist robe? It's better to return to the vulgarity!"

Qingxuzi raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "You are talking nonsense..." His words suddenly stopped, his face changed, and his anger gradually disappeared. He suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Gao Ming, it's really smart! I almost fell into your aggression! If I lose my calmness and attack rashly, today's battle will be at a disadvantage. If I want to get back to the disadvantage, it will be as difficult as heaven. What a pity!" His smile was closed, and the long sword pointed at the opponent from afar, his face was solemn, and his eyes were as bright as a fire.

Hu Qingpeng sighed inwardly. Qingxuzi is indeed worthy of his reputation. In a blink of an eye, he regained his calmness, making his attack on the heart useless. The opponent has a firm will, a skilled sword, and holds a sword that cuts iron like mud, with almost no obvious weakness. How to fight this battle? But his character is strong outside and inside, and he is rather than bent, so he does not reduce his fighting spirit. With a bullet, his long sword swings quickly, stabbing his opponent's eyes like lightning.

Suddenly, the bright sword light pierced into his eyes. Qingxuzi instinctively closed his eyes, raised his sword in a square, and cut the sword into the sword. Hu Qingpeng drew his wrist toward his right wing. Qingxuzi immediately jumped across the body, as if a closed sword in his hand was like a seal, as if a wall of airtight light was blocked. Hu Qingpeng saw that the quick sword attack was ineffective, and his sword technique changed rapidly, and he quickly moved and jumped, attacking the opponent's empty gate, and left and right, leaving, never staying in place, nor head-on with Qingxuzi's sword. His sword had been seriously damaged in the battle with Li Shan. If he was not careful, he would probably be cut off in the battle.

Qingxuzi is not like Qu Donglin. Even when facing Hu Qingpeng's fierce attack, he still has a calm expression and has a basis for advancement and retreat. He used the martial arts sword technique to make him free and easy. Every move and every move is just right, and he fully utilized the essence of the sword technique. He narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the opponent's body changes, and adopted a strategy of steady defense and counterattack. No matter where Hu Qingpeng's long sword attacked, he could easily resolve it. But he saw the two swords flying and intertwined, as if two dragons were fighting in the air, and the sword energy passed by, the grass leaves flew.

Hu Qingpeng changed five sets of sword techniques in a row, but the situation was still tied. He was secretly anxious. Because he was the main attacker, he consumed a lot of internal strength. If he continued to stalemate, he would definitely lose himself in the end. But Qingxuzi's defense was as solid as a god. How could he break through in a short while? It seemed that he had to be in danger before he had a chance to defeat his opponent. Before he could finish his thoughts, he suddenly heard Qingxuzi say loudly: "Seeing Xiao Ming, guarding soft and strong!" The sword advanced rapidly, and suddenly used a pure attack move. The vast sword light rushed over like a huge net. Hu Qingpeng was caught off guard and was forced to retreat by the opponent's sharp attack. His face was cold and the sword energy cut a shallow wound.

The situation changed drastically, and Qingxuzi took the initiative. The dazzling sword light was like a net, firmly trapping Hu Qingpeng. Hu Qingpeng wanted to rise up several times and used his light skills to deal with the enemy, but they were all suppressed by Qingxuzi, and his range of activities became smaller and smaller.

Hu Qingpeng was anxious. At this moment, Yi Wufeng's voice came from his ears: "Idiot, he has seen through your sword path. Don't use the sword technique of Hengshan Sect anymore!" Hu Qingpeng suddenly realized that Qingxuzi was just defending but not attacking, observing his sword technique. Knowing himself and his enemy, how could he have an invincible truth? Suddenly, his feet were slightly cool, and he had retreated to the edge of the pool, and the cold water filled his feet. He had an idea and retreated to the water half-waisted deep. Suddenly, he hit the water surface with his palm, splashing huge waves of more than one person. He let out a light roar, and the sword stumbled into the water waves. The sword turned with his heart, and rushed towards Qingxuzi with countless splashes. He used his own "Shui Rou Sword Technique" and used water as his sword. With the help of the power of nature, the power of the sword technique increased several times.

Qingxuzi had never seen such a sword technique that can be used as a sword. He saw huge waves pounce on him. Each water splash contained strange sword energy, and the power was extremely powerful. He was shocked in his heart and shouted: "Tai Chi Sword Technique!" The long sword quickly drew the Xuyuan, with a large circle in small circles, small circles and large circles, layer by layer, endless, and a huge wheel of light formed in front of him in an instant.

It was soon after that, and the huge waves hit the light wheel with a surging force. The two forces confronted each other, like a muffled thunder sounded from the ground, and the water splashed everywhere in the air, and even the earth trembled slightly.

Hu Qingpeng was hit by the huge force of rebounding, his dantian was hot, and his meridians were almost broken, but he knew very well that Qingxuzi would not be able to get better. He bit his tongue and jumped up suddenly. The sword light flashed and slashed at Qingxuzi's face with countless water droplets.

Qingxuzi was also shocked to his limbs, and his blood in his body surging. He could not escape. He believed that the sword in his hand was sharp. He immediately blocked it, thinking that his opponent did not dare to fight head-on. However, the sword force that Hu Qingpeng cut down did not change at all. When he realized that something was wrong, the two swords had already intersected. With a light click, Hu Qingpeng's sword was cut off half a foot long, but the cut-off sword seemed to be spiritual, and it flew toward Qingxuzi's eyebrows. Such a strange move, even as strong as Qingxuzi, was scared and sweated. He took his busy schedule and shrank his neck, returned to the sword and knocked off the broken sword at the critical moment.

Hu Qingpeng turned his body lightly and flashed behind his opponent. He sent the broken sword in his hand and pointed at Qingxuzi's vest point. These few strokes were like flowing water, and he completed it in one go. He deliberately aimed the gap in the sword at the enemy sword, deliberately letting the tip of the sword fly out and disturb the opponent's mind. This was a bold gambling, but he won.

Qingxuzi's whole body became stiff, as if someone had acupuncture point, and he stood on the ground.

It was not until this time that the water droplets splashed all over the sky, making the two people on the shore feel cold.

After a moment of silence, Qingxuzi said word by word: "I'm defeated!" With a stir, a blood arrow spewed out, landing directly in the cold pool water, splashing ripples. The arrogant back suddenly showed some bitterness and loneliness, no longer as tall as before. He has been in the world for many years, but today he is defeated by the sword of an unknown little man. The pain in his heart can be imagined.

Hu Qingpeng didn't feel happy to defeat the powerful enemy in his heart. If he hadn't taken some tricks on his mind and Qingxuzi thought the enemy was wrong, the result of this battle would probably have been rewritten. Especially when he had just fought hard, he suffered heavy internal injuries and was struggling to deal with other enemies. He suppressed the blood that was rushing to his throat and said slowly: "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs, senior brothers don't have to worry too much."

Qingxuzi smiled silently and said, "We will compete again in three years!" He brushed back to the scabbard and jumped into the air. His figure flashed a few times, floating away like a lonely crane.

Hu Qingpeng's legs became weak and he fell to the ground. The blood in his mouth could no longer be suppressed and spurted out. He heard a scream in the forest. Yi Wufeng rushed out quickly and pounced on him, shouting anxiously: "What's wrong with you? Where did you get the sword?"

Hu Qingpeng shook his head and said, "I was not hit by the sword, but I was injured internally and could not die for the time being. Since Qingxuzi can discover us, it is estimated that the others are not far from here. What's more, the sword light soared into the sky and the sound shook the four fields just now, which would definitely attract the attention of the pursuers. We have to hurry up and change our time!"
Chapter completed!