On the day of Su Jin'er's wedding, Su Qinghou invited Linghu Zanghun to have a wedding banquet regardless of previous suspicions.
Since then, Linghu Zanghun's view of Su Qinghou has changed even more.
Su Qinghou was Qilan's second man. He was initially jealous of Su Qinghou, but Linghu Zanghun now respected Su Qinghou.
Linghu Zanghun looked at Su Qinghou and said, "Master Hou, you shouldn't have come. I really don't want to fight you until our matters are resolved."
After saying that Linghu Zanghun added another sentence.
"And I want to kill you too."
Su Qinghou said: "I don't want to come either. But Mr. Fang is my best friend, how can I not come!"
Linghu Zanghun said: "He must die!"
Su Qinghou said: "Unless I die!"
Linghu Zanghun traveled thousands of miles to come here, and of course he would not spare Fang Qingyun just because Su Qinghou came.
Linghu Zanghun's body flew up, his hands came out, and two sharp palms struck Fang Qingyun and Su Qinghou respectively. Su Qinghou made two palms with his right hand, and two palms flashed out, striking Fang Qingyun and Su Qinghou respectively.
The two flying palms collided in one place. The four palm shadows instantly shattered and flew away.
At the same time, Su Qinghou grabbed Fang Qingyun's shoulder with his other hand, put his feet on the ground, and flew Fang Qingyun's body upside down and down the cliff.
Linghu Zanghun also flew down the cliff and chased after the two of them.
Fang Qingyun was caught by Su Qinghou, and the two of them flew among the mountains.
Su Qinghou also tapped the mountain wall from time to time, using his strength to continue flying.
The snow flakes were blown by the wind on their faces, as if they were being scraped with knives, and their clothes made a rustling sound.
Fang Qingyun said: "Brother Qinghou...I, I can't leave. Otherwise, I will be born dead..."
Su Qinghou said: "A hundred people will never be able to kill you. Life and death are fateful, so he can only accept his fate."
At this moment, the sound of Tiansheng's screams suddenly came out.
The screams echoed endlessly in the mountains.
Shocking.
It turned out that when Xiaowu saw Su Qinghou rescuing Fang Qingyun, he chopped off one of Tiansheng's hands in anger.
Want to force Fang Qingyun to come back.
When Fang Qingyun heard Tiansheng's screams, his heart was as sharp as a knife. He shouted to Su Qinghou: "Tsang Tiansheng treats me like a father, and I treat him like a son. Brother Qinghou, if your concubine falls into the hands of the enemy, will you also abandon her...
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Fang Qingyun's words stopped abruptly.
His acupuncture points were tapped by Su Qinghou.
This was to save someone from Linghu Zanghun. It was difficult for Su Qinghou to save him, so how could he bother to save Nasheng again.
Even if Fang Qingyun wanted to trade himself for his life, Su Qinghou would never let him do so.
Although Su Qinghou is extremely skilled in lightness, he still has one person with him after all.
Especially the person chasing after him is Linghu Zanghun.
The beast cloak in which Linghu hides his soul made a rustling sound in the strong wind in the mountains. He was like a winged beast, constantly closing the distance between him and the two of them.
When the two sides were four or five feet away, Linghu Zanghun fired several palms in a row, at least seven or eight of them struck Su Qinghou and Fang Qingyun in front of them through the air.
Su Qinghou suddenly released Fang Qingyun, and Fang Qingyun flew freely like a kite with its string cut off.
Su Qinghou turned around in the air, and at this time, those palms from the air also flew towards him.
Su Qinghou used his hands and feet together, as if dancing in the air. In an instant, several palm and foot shadows flew out, shattering Linghu Zanghun's palms that separated the air. At this time, Linghu Zanghun approached, Su Qinghou did not retreat but advanced with one palm.
He struck Linghu Zanghun, and Linghu Zanghun also came out with a palm to meet him.
The two palms collided vigorously.
Each other's bodies in the air were shaken wildly.
Su Qinghou also used the power of this palm to fly out and rush towards Fang Qingyun.
At this moment, Fang Qingyun's figure had begun to fall. Su Qinghou borrowed the power of Linghu Zanghun's palm to become faster.
As fast as the wind passing through the mountains.
Su Qinghou caught up with Fang Qingyun in the air and grabbed one of Fang Qingyun's hands. Su Qinghou knew that it would be impossible to get rid of Linghu Zanghun in the air. He had to land on the ground and rely on the complicated terrain in the mountain to escape.
At this moment, they were eighty or ninety feet above the ground. Su Qinghou used the skill of a thousand gold pendant to pull Fang Qingyun down.
It's dozens of feet high and the wind is biting, so it won't fall to the ground in a matter of seconds.
Linghu Zanghun is still chasing after him.
His body also fell sharply.
Linghu Zanghun also understood that if Su Qinghou took Fang Qingyun to the ground, it would be difficult to track them.
Just as Su Qinghou pulled Fang Qingyun halfway down, an eagle's cry suddenly sounded.
Then a big eagle flew out from behind a mountain and came quickly towards Su Qinghou and Fang Qingyun.
It was Fang Qingyun's big eagle.
This eagle was so spiritual that it flew below Su Qinghou and Fang Qingyun and let out a cry.
He motioned for the two of them to get on it and carry it on its back.
Su Qinghou grabbed Fang Qingyun and landed on the eagle's back.
But since the eagle carried two people on its back, its flying speed was greatly reduced.
Its body is also swaying, and it seems difficult to maintain its balance.
Su Qinghou could not leave Fang Qingyun alone on the back of the eagle. At this moment, Fang Qingyun had fallen into a coma. If he was left alone on the back of the eagle, he would be swept away by the strong wind passing through the mountains.
Su Qinghou simply let the eagle dive towards the ground.
Although it was difficult for the two eagles to fly far away, they were not affected when they rushed downward.
It just feels like the body is sinking.
Then the eagle head carried the two men and swooped down toward the ground like an arrow.
No matter how fast Linghu hides his soul, he can't do it faster.
Just when the big eagle was carrying the two men and was diving about ten feet away from the ground, suddenly the branches and leaves of a nearby tree were dancing wildly. It was like being wrapped in a whirlwind, and then formed a ball, and suddenly flew towards the big eagle like a "big ball"
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At the same time, eight or nine branches flew out from the "big ball" like arrows, shooting at the big eagle and Su Qinghou, catching people off guard.
Not to mention the big eagle, even Su Qinghou did not expect this accident.
Moreover, Su Qinghou could tell from the sound of branches breaking through the air that they were very powerful.
This is simply not something that ordinary experts can do!
Who is the person hidden in the "big ball"?!
Su Qinghou grasped Fang Qingyun tightly with one hand, and used the other hand to strike away the branches that shot at him and Fang Qingyun. However, he could no longer protect the big eagle.
Two branches hit the big eagle.
One penetrated its wing.
Another one was shot from the left side of its abdomen.
The big eagle was injured and let out a scream, like the scream of an injured person. But its body still dived downwards.
The big ball also plummeted, reaching above Su Qinghou. There was a vague white image in the ball, like a phantom. Then the "sphere" suddenly stretched out a hand.
Su Qinghou saw that this hand seemed to be smeared with some white substance, as if it was covered with white ash.
In the cold air of the mountains, it is as gloomy as the devil's pale hand.
It's as if this hand doesn't come from the "ball", but from hell!
Su Qinghou flew up, using his feet as palms, and kicked the pale palm.
The moment the soles of their feet met, Su Qinghou felt the internal force of the opponent's palms penetrate directly into his feet.
His feet were numb from the shock.
The kung fu of the person "in the ball" is evident.
At the same time, Su Qinghou drew out the "Spirit Immortal Sword" from his waist with his right hand. The soft sword instantly shook straight, and he swung the sword twice in a row. The two sword lights suddenly appeared like lightning, and struck the "sphere" with a thunderous sound.
Su Qinghou used his feet instead of palms to draw his sword.
Therefore, Su Qinghou's sword was also caught off guard.
When it comes to swordsmanship, who in the world can compete with Su Qinghou!