Gong Jiu trembled all over, and her face suddenly changed from red to pale.
He is a proud and conceited person.
Such people are usually looked down upon by no one but themselves.
Even if Mo Li is famous all over the world, he still has the faintest strength of being the best in the world.
However, in his eyes, as long as the opponent does not use a sword, he has a chance to win.
But now, his pride was severely trampled on the ground by Qi Li.
Just one palm, not two palms or three palms, just one palm!
He, who was so confident just now, tried his best to resist, but was unable to resist, and even took his sword away.
For a swordsman, this is simply more uncomfortable than killing him!
A proud person will only doubt himself and will never shift the responsibility to others.
So at this moment, Gong Jiu was full of doubts about himself and his swordsmanship, and even began to deny his life in the previous decades!
What does he have to be proud of?
Looking at Gong Jiu's appearance, Lu Xiaofeng grinned. He liked to see Gong Jiu's deflated look!
Who made the other party plan to hurt him so miserably last time in the gambling house?
When she thought of how Xue Bing would be furious after rescuing Xue Bing later, even though Lu Xiaofeng was an expert in love, she still couldn't help feeling terrified.
That was no ordinary woman, but Xue Bing, one of the four great tigresses in the martial arts world today!
She will definitely bite off a piece of flesh from her body!
Therefore, the worse the fate of Gong Jiu, the instigator, the happier Lu Xiaofeng would be.
Suddenly, Gong Jiu smiled.
The smile is a sad smile.
A complicated and difficult-to-understand expression flashed across his stern face, and he said: "Do you know, for a swordsman, what would happen if he loses the sword in his hand?"
"Take it back, you should practice your sword more diligently and take it back!"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Wherever you fell, you got up from there!"
"No, you are wrong!"
Mo Li lightly brushed the sword's edge with his thumb and said: "For a swordsman, the sword is his life. Taking away his sword is equivalent to taking his life!"
"good."
Gong Jiu nodded and said: "So, all I have to do is die!"
His body suddenly moved so quickly that it left an afterimage in the hall.
Instead, it hit the long sword in Mo Li's palm.
For a swordsman, being able to die by his own sword may not be a bad ending.
After all, Lu Xiaofeng was not a pure swordsman. He did not understand this kind of martyrdom for the sword.
So when he looked at this scene, he was dumbfounded and felt that it was beyond his knowledge!
Li Qiye was still playing with the sword, showing no intention of stopping him.
If Gong Jiu wants to die, then he should die. The two of them are not familiar with each other. They are here at his invitation, and the competition is also at his invitation. Since he wants to die because of this, Mo Lizi will not stop him.
Gong Jiu's movements are fast, but there are people whose movements are faster than him.
Lu Xiaofeng felt a surge of air in front of her eyes, and Gong Jiu's body suddenly froze on the spot.
He was only an inch away from the sword edge.
However, he could no longer move.
Because there is an extra hand behind his body, a white and fat hand, which looks like he is used to being pampered.
The owner of the hand is a short, fat little old man with a round face and a half-bald head. He has a very kind smile on his face, and he looks as gentle as the uncle next door.
However, Lu Xiaofeng would never regard the other party as the uncle next door.
Just because Gong Jiu's martial arts, although not invincible in the world, is definitely among the top few after excluding the four great masters, at least he himself has no confidence in defeating the opponent.
And for such a person who wants to die, there is still someone who can stop him, which is enough to show how powerful the opponent is!
Thinking of the air current she felt just now, but not noticing the other party's figure at all, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a chill in her body.
If this person wanted to take his life, he would be absolutely unstoppable.
Who is he?
But Mo Li had an answer in his heart.
"So, you are the one who really wants to see me?" Li Li looked at the little old man and said with a smile.
"Yes, I have kept our distinguished guest waiting for a long time."
The little old man said with a sincere apology: "I am changing my clothes and let Gong Jiu entertain some of the distinguished guests first. Who would have expected that something like this would happen? I hope that the distinguished guests will not be offended."
"No wonder, no wonder, you gave me a good sword, which is hard to buy with a lot of money. I am very happy at the moment."
As he spoke, he flicked the sword lightly, and immediately, the sword emitted a clear sword sound, which was extremely pleasant to the ears.
This is certainly an excellent sword.
This is a sword made of seabed dark iron and was forged by eighteen master swordsmiths regardless of the cost.
Unrivaled in sharpness and filled with cold light, otherwise, he would not be worthy of Gong Jiu's status.
Cutting iron like mud, cutting gold and breaking jade are all easy things.
After Gong Jiu got this sword, he never left it without it, whether he was eating or sleeping, he always carried it with him, treating it as if it were his wealth or his life.
But the other party has no intention of returning this sword!
Gong Jiu felt that this was more uncomfortable than killing him, so he shouted: "Master."
Master, he is Gong Jiu’s master?
No wonder he has such martial arts skills!
Lu Xiaofeng's heart was shocked, but the little old man frowned and shouted: "Shut up, it's a worthless thing, it's just a sword. How can you not let it go? With Mo Shaoxia's swordsmanship, it's your honor to fall in love with your sword!"
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"Can……"
Gong Jiu wanted to refute, but was interrupted by the little old man.
He scolded: "I have been teaching you for so long, and you still don't understand that for a skilled swordsman, as long as he has a sword in his heart, what difference does it make if he has a sword in his hand?!"
"It's just a sword. As for seeking death and survival?!"
Lu Xiaofeng was shocked when he heard this!
There is a sword in the heart, but no sword in the hand?!
This kind of martial arts realm, in the eyes of a top master like him, is really unfathomable. No wonder, no wonder this little old man can have such martial arts and become Gong Jiu's master!
He suddenly felt enlightened, and Gong Jiu also showed a look of understanding on his face.
When Li Moli saw this, he smiled and said nothing. Since he was practicing swords, why should he care about having no swords?
He casually threw the sword to Lu Xiaofeng and said, "Brother Lu, this sword is given to you."
Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers clamped the sword firmly.
There is nothing in this world that his two fingers cannot hold!
He felt the coolness on the sword, and also felt the sharpness on the sword.
This is undoubtedly a fine sword.
So he smiled and said: "Thank you so much, Mr. Mo, for the gift. This sword will cost ten thousand taels of gold at least!"
Ten thousand taels of gold is naturally a very high price, and it is worthy of the status of this sword.
Divine weapons are priceless treasures that can make people in the world risk their lives in the fight for them.
Especially in the eyes of swordsmen, for such a sword, even if it costs ten thousand taels of gold, there will still be people vying for it!
But Gong Jiu still felt that his sword had been insulted.
This sword was taken away by Mo Li. The opponent was much better in martial arts and swordsmanship than him. He could endure it after being comforted by the little old man with a few words. However, the sword fell into Lu Xiaofeng's hands.
, fell into the hands of his defeated general!
His face became as cold as cold iron again.
"Give me the sword back!"
He spat out these four words coldly.
Lu Xiaofeng smiled, held the hilt of the sword, stroked the sword lightly, and said: "It is my sword now, so why should I say anything back?"
"If you don't give it back to me, you will die!"
Gong Jiu's words contained strong murderous intent, and everyone could see that he was definitely not joking.
"It's okay to give it back to you. If you give Xue Bing back to me, why not give this sword to you?" Lu Xiaofeng said nonchalantly.
"No one has ever dared to bargain with me."
Gong Jiu looked at Lu Xiaofeng coldly and said, "So, you can only die!"
Gong Jiu moved.
He is truly a very talented swordsman.
The little old man just said something about the swordless realm, and he had already understood it all.
An index finger, white and slender, but when his figure moves, the sword intention contained in it is no less than when he had the sword in his hand just now.
And the cold murderous intention in his body at this time was even stronger than before, and he was about to freeze people to death on the spot!
Of course Lu Xiaofeng would not freeze to death.
The martial arts he practices include not only the world-famous Lingxi Yizhi, but also the unparalleled Feng Wu Jiutian!
This Qinggong movement technique is not inferior to Situ Zhaixing, the world's number one Qinggong master.
In a head-on fight, he might not be Gong Jiu's opponent, but if he were to dodge, Gong Jiu would never be able to touch the hem of his clothes.
In the hall, murderous intent suddenly filled the room, and figures flew around.
However, neither the little old man nor Li Qiye seemed to have seen this scene, and they just stood there quietly, watching quietly.
Suddenly, another figure came in at the door, that of a woman.
She has a tall figure, jade bones and icy muscles, and her beautiful face has a faint blush, which is a hint of sullenness, but it adds a bit of delicateness to this beauty.
If the beauty of Shaman just now was like an ice flower, cold and unconventional, which made people feel a desire to conquer, then this woman now is like a peony in full bloom, bright and charming, and lovable.
"Lu Xiaofeng!"
She had just come in, and before she could see the situation clearly, she had already gritted her teeth and shouted out the name of the man who made her so angry that she couldn't eat or sleep well for several days.
Hearing this familiar voice, Lu Xiaofeng, who was dodging, was stunned for a moment!
But even after being stunned, he had no chance to avoid Gong Jiu's sword.
Gong Jiu's cold pupils reflected a hint of color.
The unpleasantness that happened today had already made him furious. Now that he could vent his anger on the life of the person in front of him, he felt comfortable just thinking about it.
It's a pity that he forgot that Lu Xiaofeng knows two martial arts.
So at this moment, when Fengwu Jiutian didn't work, he used another martial arts.
A clear finger!
This martial art originated from the Qiankun First Finger of the former Nine Provinces King Shen Tianjun, and was later created by Lu Xiaofeng under the guidance of Chu Liuxiang, who had retired from the world.
It's nothing remarkable, at least I've never heard of anyone dying under these two fingers.
However, there has never been a weapon in this world that Lingxi cannot hold with one finger or clamp tightly.
Although Gong Jiu's finger sword was powerful, it did not exceed this category, so his fingers were firmly clamped by those two fingers, and a strange force came from them, which actually cut off all his sword energy!
What kind of martial arts is this?!
He was shocked, but Lu Xiaofeng ignored him.
He only felt his fingers loosen, and the figure in front of him had floated to the door of the hall, floated to the woman's side, hugged the woman with an apologetic look, and said: "Xue Bing, just be okay, just be okay!
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"Get away!"
Xue Bing's face was like ice. He shouted coldly and punched Lu Xiaofeng in the chest.
This time she exerted all her inner strength.
Leng Rakshasa Xue Bing is not only beautiful, but her martial arts skills are also remarkable. Although she has not reached the first-class level, she is not far behind.
So she can still kill someone with a full punch.
But Lu Xiaofeng didn't hide. Not only did he not hide, he didn't even dare to use his internal energy to protect his body, so he took the punch forcefully.
He groaned, his face turned pale, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating that he had been seriously injured.
Seeing this scene, Xue Bing was stunned.
She didn't expect that Lu Xiaofeng wouldn't hide!
"Are you...are you okay?!"
Xue Bing's face was full of guilt. Although she hated this man, she also loved him very much. Her heart and body already belonged to the man in front of her.
"it's okay no problem……"
Lu Xiaofeng shook his head repeatedly, and squeezed out a smile from the corner of his mouth. He couldn't help it despite the fact that it was blood stains.
Xue Bing felt more and more distressed, but all Li Li wanted to do was laugh.
This Lu Xiaofeng is really good at deceiving women.
With Xue Bing's skill, even if he doesn't take the initiative to use his skills to resist, the opponent's internal force will automatically be relieved by the skill in his body when it enters his body. Is it really true that becoming a master is in vain?
It's just that Xue Bing is a little younger and has little martial arts skills after all, so he doesn't know the secret. He really thought that Lu Xiaofeng was seriously injured by him, and felt extremely guilty in his heart.
"Look, I invited Mo Shaoxia to rescue you. We will definitely be able to get out of the house safely today," Lu Xiaofeng said.
Mo Shaoxia?
Xue Bing's heart moved, and she followed Lu Xiaofeng's gaze and looked at Mo Li who was sitting there.
This is undoubtedly a very handsome young man, with a green shirt and a sword, handsome features, and a heroic spirit all over his body. He also has a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, which makes people feel like spring breeze.
A humble gentleman, as gentle as jade.
This sentence flashed through Xue Bing's mind for no reason, and her heart beat so fast for an instant.
Is this the sword demon Mo Li, a figure who has been regarded as a martial arts legend in recent months?
She looked at the other party's overly young face and felt a little unbelievable in her heart.
Li Qiye was also looking at her.
This cold Rakshasa Xue Bing is naturally a very beautiful woman. Although she has a fierce temper, she looks very innocent and is fooled by Lu Xiaofeng.
"Miss Xue, this is the first time we meet, and I have admired her for a long time." Mo Li nodded and smiled at her.
Xue Bing's face turned red with embarrassment, perhaps remembering his fierce appearance just now.
She bowed Yingying and said: "I have met Mr. Mo, thank you so much for coming here to save me."
"No need to be polite, Lu Xiaofeng is my friend, and you are naturally my friend too. If you two come to my side, no matter what happens today, I will definitely take you out of here safely."
When Li Qiye said the last sentence, he looked at the little old man beside him.