"The only fan in the world is the only one with offensive skills." Xie Qu grabbed the folding fan when he was capturing Zhou. He has been wearing the fan for 23 years and has a special liking for fans. He even has the identity of the nine families of Tianji Pavilion and has specially investigated the fan techniques in the world.

Therefore, he is also very good at cracking fan techniques!

"A mere Lingyun can be broken when he encounters a copper and iron wall." Xie Qu waved his long sleeves and raised the fan to his chest. The Xuanwu on the fan was immediately covered with a layer of dark green shell armor. Ren Shaohua's hand Lingyun seemed to hit an invisible barrier and could no longer move forward.

Ren Shaohua looked at Xie Qu, his eyes full of coldness.

"This is my original Xuanwu Fan method, which fanes into the Netherworld." Xie Qu lowered his head, still expressionless, "It can transform your Lingyun."

"I admit it." Ren Shaohua nodded.

Because he could feel that the momentum of the cloud on his fan was constantly losing.

"Then, please avoid it, my son." Xie Qu said calmly.

"You know, I'm a young master." Ren Shaohua suddenly interrupted him, and suddenly increased the force of holding the fan.

Xie Qu narrowed his eyes slightly, "What does this mean by young master? Even if you surpass me and Sister Hua, there are the other seven families behind us, and you have no chance of winning at that time. If you don't compromise at this time, when will you wait?"

"If you compromise here, you will be ashamed of my name as a young master." Ren Shaohua suddenly interrupted him.

"I feel even more ashamed of the two brothers behind me!"

Ren Shaohua carried the fog lock fan and turned into a few wisps of smoke.

Walk to the end of the water, sit and watch the clouds rise.

Lock the fog fan, lock the clouds, lock the fog, lock the mist and rain, lock the whole life.

"Fenghua Jiujue? Locking fog fan?" Xie Qu said in a deep voice, then looked down at the blood mark that spread out from his chest. He understood that if the Netherworldly Black Tortoise on his fan had not transformed into most of the power of the sky, even if he did not die, he would have ended up with both hearts and hearts.

"Good fan method!" Xie Qu shouted with slightest warning. The previously seemed clumsy Xuanwu Fan seemed to have turned into a graceful spiritual snake at this moment, and countless cold and chaotic fan flowers were stacked.

"Then, please try my fan method."

Xuanwu Fan method, the spiritual snake is lingering.

The fan was sharp and fierce, like a snake's tail roaring, making people shudder.

After the snake danced, blood was already pouring in the clouds and mist.

But Ren Shaohua still did not stop and was still heading towards Jiuxiaoqin.

Within a moment, the string cracked sound began.

But when Ren Shaohua just passed by Hua Wubian, his cold and old face was gradually replaced by surprise. He rarely had this expression, but at this moment, he unconsciously felt a little fear from the bottom of his heart.

I saw that the strings on the Jiuxiao piano were broken, but the sound was not collapsed.

Or -

"What's the moment for the young master? The sound of the piano has just started." Hua Wubian smiled charmingly.

The broken strings on the Jiuxiao piano intertwined, and a sad trembling sound arose, like a chaotic tide slamming the shore, thousands of snowstorms. Ren Shaohua was affected by this and fell directly from the clouds and mist, but his white clothes were stained with blood, looking extremely embarrassed.

"I didn't expect that the legend of Jiuxiaoqin was real." Ren Shaohua spat out blood and shook his head and smiled bitterly.

According to legend, the master of Jiuxiao is a blind musician. His voice was originally warm, bright, and pure and flawless. He was regarded as an "immortal product". The musician even played peerless sounds with this piano and met his close friend. Because the musician always hoped that one day he could bring the piano to his beloved woman. In order to help him fulfill his wish, the confidant took him north to the woman's home. However, the musician still failed to reach the place where the spring flowers bloomed. In order to develop the best piano meaning, he did not play the piano along the way, so he was brutally killed by the vagrants. When the confidant returned for food, he only saw a corpse and a long piano with broken strings.

The musician would never know until his death that his hundreds of confidants who accompanied him day and night were actually his favorite woman. From then on, the legend of the Nine Sky Witch appeared in the world. He had white hair and red clothes, long zither and broken strings, and no creatures were born wherever he passed.

Some people say that the woman is sincere and concealed her identity to cure the musician's blindness and see the light again; some people say that she approached the musician just to get the nine sky in his hands, and even the musician's death was arranged by her. In short, everyone has their own reasons.

The world is changing. After so long, many of the legendary details have been forgotten.

I only know that the witch has the surname Hua.

"Some legends are real." Hua Wubian laughed softly and said, "Young Master, you are too sharp."

"Your surname is Hua. I should have understood it long ago." Ren Shaohua sighed.

"There are two kinds of people in the world who know you best; one is your opponent, and the other is the ubiquitous Tianji Pavilion, which is us. Anyone in the world will have their own weaknesses, and our nine families have their own ways to deal with it." The blood on Xie Qu's chest is disappearing, "Even if the sword ancestor or the celestial master comes, it is no exception."

Luo Feiyu sneered, "Why didn't you see the Sword Alliance back then?"

Ren Shaohua said in a deep voice: "Have you set up a bureau for us?"

"No one can stop what Tianji Pavilion wants to find." Xie Qu said lightly.

Ren Shaohua couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Although his fan technique was much lighter and more elegant than Xie Qu's Xuanwu fan technique, if compared with his temperament, Xie Qu's calm and calm demeanor did look more like a young master than him.

Xie Qu bowed and said, "Then, please leave?"

"Can I ask a question?" Luo Feiyu suddenly said.

"Brother Luo is a guest from afar, and I will tell you everything." Xie Qu was very patient.

Luo Feiyu curled his lips, "You always say that you want to let the mystery surface, then you must pry something out of my brother's mouth. I wonder what method you should use? Is it torture or torture or the beauty's scheming?"

"Tianji Pavilion has the methods of Tianji Pavilion. If your friend is willing to tell them all, we will naturally be lenient." Xie Qu stopped talking after saying this.

Luo Feiyu sneered: "If the mouth is sewn tightly, just use poisonous wine as water for him to drink! Right?"

Xie Qu was stunned. He never expected that Luo Feiyu would say the second half of what he wanted to say.

"Then there is nothing to talk about." Luo Feiyu forced himself to stand up, "My friend is very stupid. No matter how critical and critical the situation is, he likes to act like he would rather die than surrender. I am afraid that once he falls into your palms, there will be only one death left."

"I can't accept the feeling of being close at hand but far away in the sky." Xie Qu shook his head, then without any hesitation, and a palm was blown out.

Luo Feiyu's hair was lifted by the palm wind, and he did not dodge, but instead tried hard to draw out his sword.

At this time, someone flashed to Luo Feiyu.

He also waved a palm and stopped the thick black womb shell armor.

"Brother Gu!" Luo Feiyu and Ren Shaohua shouted at the same time.
Chapter completed!