Chapter 72 I won't fight with you

The Shangjiang River flows endlessly from west to east. It is in the upper reaches of the Shangjiang River, and the water flow is very rapid. Yuantouzhu is like a Dinghai god stone in the Shangjiang River, which broke an island in the Shangjiang River. It is said that in ancient times, there was an old man who became a spirit, making waves here and creating a lot of evil. Later, he finally angered the immortals in the sky, set it in the river with the five thunder method, and finally turned it into an island.

The scenery on the island is very beautiful. Although the island is only a few hundred feet in diameter, there are all the bamboos and strange stones. It's a good place to enjoy the scenery. However, the terrain here is high and the water is like a tide, and people dare not come easily. In particular, the stones around the island have been washed as smooth as a mirror for thousands of years, and it is difficult for people to stand on it. Instead, it has become a rare place.

However, at this time, a small boat came against the wind and waves. At this moment, the wind and waves are very urgent, and the boat is haunting in the stormy waves, which is very worrying. However, although the boat is thrilling, it is as fast as an arrow. Looking closer, there were two teenagers sitting in the boat. One was tall, handsome and had long light golden hair dancing like a god in the wind, while the other was handsome and even had a three-point beauty. It turned out that these two were Han Feng and the beautiful teenager.

Near the arrival, Han Feng rose like a big eagle, and only one point had fallen to the high place of the island. The beautiful teenager behind him was not willing to show weakness. A yellow dress floated in the wind and gently fell to Han Feng's side. Han Feng looked back and said that the little brother was so handsome. The teenager made a face but was very cute.

At this moment, the sunset has dyed the sky red, and the dark Shangjiang River is rolling eastward like a red python under the blood-red sunlight, and its momentum is extraordinary.

Looking at this active vast island, Han Feng was a little embarrassed and said that he didn't know where to find Liu Baiyi. The teenager asked, how did the pig die? Han Feng wondered how the teenager suddenly asked this strange question. Shake his head to show that he didn't know. The latter smiled and said, naturally stupid to death. Is he a big stupid pig? Only then did Han Feng know that the beautiful teenager was turning around and scolding himself. But he was so angry that he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly. The strangeness of this young elf made him feel difficult to deal with.

The teenager suddenly moved, gently fell on a high and raised peak, opening his mouth and roaring. The voice is slender and clear, stretching endlessly, like a phoenix. When he was young, a roar in the distance suddenly remembered that the roar was low and powerful, as if it was echoing the roar of the beautiful teenager.

The roar in the distance came this way like a horse. The speed of the coming is shocking. In an instant, it has appeared on the broken wall of the opposite lagoon. The man was dressed in white and carried a huge and broad black sword, which was Liu Baiyi, the god of killing in white. At the beginning of his body, he suddenly rushed this way. As soon as he arrived at the top of the lagoon, he suddenly threw his head and feet straight into the pool like a broken-winged eagle, which was thrilling and was about to fall into the deep water. The figure in white suddenly turned up and turned into the feet of his head. When he looked at it again, it was floating on the surface of the water with small waves like a fallen leaf.

Han Feng couldn't help praising him. Liu Baiyi seemed to hear his admiration, and his footsteps had stepped on the waves and walked this way. The situation seemed to be slow and fast. When he approached, Han Feng found that the Liu Baiyi was actually not standing in the water. There was a layer of white light under his feet, holding his body floating on the surface of the water. He was thinking about wonder, but suddenly, he saw the tall white figure standing in front of the two people. The handsome face was as plain as usual, without any shortness of breath.

Han Feng smiled and said, "Mr. Liu is so light. He crosses the water with duckweed and is as light as a swallow..."

Liu Bai's thick black eyebrows shrugged slightly, and his deep and secluded eyes rested on him and said lightly, "I know my light skills are very good... I'm not here to listen to praise." He turned around and looked at the picturesque scenery around him and said, "Are you ready?"

Han Feng coughed gently and said with a dry smile, "The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the weather is magnificent, and the scenery is picturesque... It's really an excellent rare scenery. Why don't Mr. Liu enjoy it? Why do you have to fight and kill..."

Liu Baiyi's thick eyebrows frowned tighter. He gently said, "This is indeed a good scenery. As a place for duel, it can't be better." His eyes narrowed slightly, and the bright light of the sunset made his eyes sharp, like a bright fireworks, and his words floated out of his mouth faintly. I have left the mountain since I was 18 years old to challenge all the masters in the world as my life ambition. After 5816 battles, he lost 243 and won 343...

Liu Baiyi is like telling a plain story, but the flesh and blood and thrilling inside are shocking. How much training should this man have experienced on the edge of death? A prodigal son who is addicted to martial arts and swords makes people excited. Han Feng almost blurted out. I accept your challenge. But reason cooled his blood down.

Liu Baiyi finally stopped telling his story, and a sentence slipped out of Han Feng's mouth. Is it interesting?

......

The beautiful teenager next to him quietly distanced himself and looked at his eyes helplessly and ashamed. That means clearly tell others, don't say that I know this person...

Liu Baiyi stared at him, like admiring a strange stone, and then said for a long time, "You are really a strange person. You are extremely good at martial arts, but you don't compete with others. I really doubt if you are from this world? But I want to tell you that the virtues of pacifism and kindness have no way out in this world. Those stones are like the stones under the rolling river, hard but invisible..."

He turned around, faced the surging river in the distance, and said softly, "There is only one truth in this world, that is, power. Pursuing strength is my only goal. He aggravated his tone again, so you must fight with me. Regardless of victory or defeat...

A man always has to take on something. If he always retreats, what's the difference between him and a coward? Han Feng wanted to tell him some stories about Han Xin's humiliation in the past, but he couldn't open his mouth. Compared with the Huaiyin Marquis who used millions of soldiers, he only had a wry smile in his heart. Why is there such a big gap between Han? Therefore, he had to say that the agitation method did not work for me...

Liu Baiyi's sneer is like a needle, but it can't penetrate Han Feng's skin. The beautiful teenager suddenly coughed and said, "It's a pity, it's ridiculous..." Then he sneered and said three times in a row. It's ridiculous, it's a pity...

Liu Baiyi looked at him with a very strange look in his eyes.

"Oriental girl, no matter what you say, he will accept my challenge today."

"What...what are you talking about?" The beautiful teenager shouted.

"Ha ha, the famous Dragon Academy owner doesn't dare to admit it."

Liu Baiyi smiled and looked at the beautiful teenager who was a little panicked and said slowly. Han Feng suddenly turned his eyes to the somewhat dodged beautiful teenager.

"Are you Oriental careful?"

"I...that's it."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Han Feng said angrily.

"It's strange that you didn't ask me how I can tell you." Dongfang looked at him carefully and shouted.

Han Feng thought about it carefully and never asked the name of the teenager next to him. No wonder he always felt that the teenager in front of him was a little familiar...

The two people quarreled with each other...

"Okay, are you ready?"

"No."

The deafening answer, and at the same time came from the mouth of the two people, made Liu Baiyi stunned for a moment. Han Feng smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm confused.

Dongfang said carefully, "He can't fight with you today." Although she was more angry than Han Feng, she still spoke for Han Feng.

"You haven't said your reason yet."

The God of Killing in White had never encountered such a thing before. He suddenly wondered what the reason for Dongfang was careful.

Because even if you defeat the person in front of you, you will be more than victorious and will be laughed at by people all over the world. Liu Baiyi sneered, who would laugh at the winner? Will Nangong, the prince who has defeated the Nangong family, be an ordinary person with no power? I really can't think of any reason why I can't win.

Dongfang smiled carefully and said, "He didn't accept your invitation. If you force yourself at this moment, you will be a teacher." Liu Baiyi sneered. The name doesn't mean anything to me. What I pursue is to defeat the other party.

Oriental's careful eyes shine with wisdom and agility. Even if you are right, you don't care about the name, but do you mind defeating a person without fighting spirit? What does that mean to you? He has no value to the peak of martial arts you pursue. What's the difference between killing an ordinary person or pushing a piece of wood? You just let your sword turn red one more time.

Liu Baiyi was silent. Obviously, he was meditating. Dongfang took advantage of the situation and said that if you no longer insist on the fight today, I can guarantee that one day he will willingly compare with you. I believe that at that time, he will show all his strength and inspire all his fighting spirit. A real peak battle will never disappoint you.

"Why can you make a promise on his behalf?"

"With the four words of Oriental Care, with the century-old signboard of Shenlong Martial Arts Academy." Dongfang's cautious face became serious.

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The wind roared, facing the rolling river under the sunset, Liu Baiyi suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, according to the words of the Oriental Yuanzhu, a year later, I will find you. No matter the ends of the earth, I believe that the hospital owner will definitely give me an explanation. Otherwise, I don't mind visiting Shenlong Martial Arts Academy. You are referring to Han Feng, but he said it carefully in the face of the East, and his name also became Dongfang Care. Obviously, he calculated this account on Shenlong Wuyuan, and the threat in his words was more obvious. Although the Shenlong Martial Arts Academy is big, no one wants to get married as an enemy in Liu Baiyi. Such a person will wake people up from the night.

Liu Baiyi finished his words and never stopped. He turned into a white rainbow and stepped away. When he was young, his figure was gone, leaving only the vast wind brought by the Shangjiang River...

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