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Volume 2: The Suave Romance Chapter 523: The Golden Moon Scimitar

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    "One percent." Liu Zhong suddenly frowned. The gap between one-tenth and one percent was too big, so big that it shocked him, and even made him slightly angry.

    To be serious, the Moon Worship Sect did not really provoke the conflict with Gao Xing, and the intensification of the conflict between the two parties was also because of Zhang Rong.

    As a disciple of the Yue Worship Sect, it is understandable that Zhang Rong would be punished by being burned at the stake for violating the religious rules. However, he was happy to bully and fight with others. It is inappropriate to interfere in the affairs of other people's sect. However, the Yue Worship Sect had bad intentions and wanted to use Zhang Rong  It was unreasonable for Rong to force Gao Xing to hand over the "Secret of Immortality" just to gain leverage. Then the Moon Worshiping Cult took revenge, and both sides fought to the death. It was hard to say who was right and who was wrong.

    Over the past few days, the Moon Worshiping Sect has been deliberately easing the relationship with Gao Xing, and Gao Xing should naturally reciprocate the favor, but Gao Xing's attitude is so firm and shows no sincerity. Even though Liu Zhong has been used to seeing wind and waves for decades, and has an extraordinary temperament, at this time, his heart  I couldn't help but feel a little angry.

    "Mr. Gao, there really is no room for relaxation." Liu Zhong's face was as dark as water, his sharp eyes looked straight at Gao Xing, and his tone was a bit cold and authentic.

    With these words, Liu Zhong began to exude an overwhelming aura, and the atmosphere on the court suddenly became depressing and stiff.

    "snort."

    Feeling the aura on Liu Zhong's body, Xiao Ling suddenly raised his head and looked at Liu Zhong indifferently with his dark eyes, as if staring at a group of four people. At the same time, a murderous aura suddenly erupted from his body, fiercely.  Pressing on Liu Zhong and Wu Zhao.

    "Changlang."

    Seeing the murderous intent on Xiao Ling's face, Wu Zhao also took a step forward. The cold and beautiful cheeks were covered with a layer of frost. The soul-killing sword at his waist suddenly unsheathed, and the cold murderous aura spurted out, locking him tightly.  Xiao Ling.

    "snort."

    Xiao Ling snorted again, and before his voice fell, his body turned into a black lightning and rushed towards Wu Zhao.

    "watch out."

    Wu Zhao was able to possess outstanding martial arts at a young age, and she was originally a proud and arrogant person with ambitions as high as the sky. Her defeat at the hands of Gao Xing made her resentful. Now she saw that Xiao Ling, a mere follower, was so arrogant and arrogant.  , the resentment against Gao Xing in his heart suddenly burst out, Wu Zhao scolded him, moved his steps lightly, and his body was like wind and lightning, facing Xiao Ling.

    "Chi chi,."

    The sword energy tore through the air and let out a piercing scream. In the jade-like catkins, the soul-cutting sword turned into a sword shadow that filled the sky, like mercury pouring down the ground, and like a violent wind and rain, it enveloped Xiao Ling who was rushing towards him.

    "Whoosh."

    Seeing that he was about to break into the sword net compiled by Wu Zhao, Xiao Ling's eyes became even more indifferent, his lips pursed, and his forward body suddenly stagnated, and the next moment he suddenly disappeared.

    Wu Zhao couldn't help being startled when Xiao Ling's figure suddenly disappeared in front of him, and the sword in his hand became slightly stagnant. At this moment, a black shadow suddenly broke in from the side, and a golden light shined in Wu Zhao's eyes.

    Feeling the surging murderous intent emanating from the dazzling golden light, Wu Zhao's pupils suddenly shrank, and her whole body became even more horrifying. A strong crisis hit her heart, and she could hardly help but scream out in surprise.

    However, Wu Zhao was not an ordinary person. After a brief moment of shock, the arrogance and anger in her heart suddenly rose up and turned into infinite strength. She scolded, and the sword shadow in the sky instantly dispersed, turning into a little cold star, aiming towards the person who was stabbing her.  The golden light from the throat was struck away.

    "Ding."

    After a deafening sound of gold and iron clashing, the two figures stood still for an instant, and then retreated backwards the next moment.

    "Teng, Teng, Teng, Teng, Teng."

    Wu Zhao staggered back five steps, and did not regain her balance until she exited the pavilion. Her face turned white and red, but there were several footprints about half an inch deep on the bluestone ground in front of her, and the ground around the footprints was even deeper.  It's cracked.

    Compared to Wu Zhao, Xiao Ling only took three steps back, but his face was still as cold as ice. Except for his lips tightening and his eyes becoming colder, there were no unnecessary changes on the surface. It can be seen from this that just now  Xiao Ling had the upper hand in the fight.

    Wu Zhao stared at Xiao Ling with his eyes, and his plump chest rose and fell sharply. However, not many people appreciated this wonderful scenery, and not many people dared to appreciate it. Because of this, there was a coldness in Wu Zhao's body at this time.  The concentration of anger and murderous intent seemed to come from the bone marrow and the soul.

    Although Wu Zhao has only been in the world for more than three years, she has seen masters like crucian carp crossing the river. However, there are very few who can compare with her, but there are two in front of her. When it comes to the angle of attack,  Xiao Ling seemed to be more vicious and cunning than Gao Xing, and his speed seemed to be even better. Wu Zhao was frightened and filled with endless anger and murderous intent. He wished he could kill Xiao Ling on the spot.?.

    "Uh-huh."

    Xiao Ling just paused for a moment, and his body turned into a black shadow again and rushed towards Wu Zhao, but the golden moon scimitar was hidden again.

    "Seeking death."

    Seeing Xiao Ling attack again, Wu Zhao was furious immediately, scolded lightly, suppressed the boiling blood, shook the soul-cutting sword, and with the sound of tearing air, Wu Zhaojian walked with him, transformed into a wandering dragon, and faced Xiao Ling again.  .

    ¡°Ding-ding-ding-ding.¡±

    Jin Mang was a little bit, the sword light, and the sound of Jin Tie's fight was endless. The figures of Wu Zhao and Xiao Ling had reached the extreme.

    The more he fought with Xiao Ling, the more aggrieved Wu Zhao felt. She could feel that Xiao Ling's inner strength and strength were not as good as happiness, but the former brought him even greater danger, because Xiao Ling never acted according to common sense.  Every time she played a card, she would touch it and leave immediately. The moves were very spicy and deadly, making it difficult for people to guard against. Xiao Ling's unparalleled speed made Wu Zhao go crazy. Even if she wanted to defend and counterattack, the former would not give her a chance.  Not the slightest chance.

    Regarding the fight between Xiao Ling and Wu Zhao, Gao Gao seemed to be indifferent, letting the strong wind inside and outside the pavilion float his clothes and hair, his deep eyes were unwavering, and he quietly stared at Liu Zhong opposite, with a faint expression on his face.  smile.

    Liu Zhong was also motionless, his eyes fixed on Gao Xing, but his heart was by no means as calm as instant noodles. According to his knowledge of martial arts, he could not see Xiao Ling's weirdness and Wu Zhao's situation, but he was  This made him more and more shocked. Wu Zhao might only think Xiao Ling was weird, but he could see that this Xiao Ling was a killer, and he was the top figure among them. The more he looked at Liu Zhong, the more familiar he looked, and he couldn't help but think of a person in his heart:  The best killer in the world, the Golden Moon Scimitar.

    "Golden Moon Scimitar, the number one killer who has dominated the world for twenty years. Everyone in the world knows his name, but no one knows his appearance and real name. His name is his weapon.

    According to rumors, the Golden Moon Scimitar is a golden scimitar that looks like the moon. It is extremely sharp, has strange moves, and is extremely fast. It is like a ghost. Every time it is shot, it must be a killing move, and it has only missed once in its life.  The only time Jin Yue Scimitar failed was to assassinate an important figure of Tiandao Sect. Although he failed to succeed under the siege of Tiandao Sect, he finally escaped safely.

    As the largest sect in the Central Plains, the Tiandao Sect has led the righteous way for hundreds of years and has fought against the four sects of the Demon Sect alone, which shows how powerful it is. The masters in the sect are even more incredible. The fact that the Golden Moon Scimitar can escape safely shows how powerful his skills are.  Strong.

    If he is the legendary Golden Moon Scimitar, his martial arts skills are not weak, but his age does not seem to match the legend.

    Liu Zhong was changing his thoughts in his heart, but his face showed no signs of it. His keen six senses were always paying attention to the fight between Xiao Ling and Wu Zhao. What was more important was the happiness in front of him, and only happiness could bring him real danger.

    "Ding."

    The Golden Moon Scimitar and the Soul-Slaying Sword collided again. Wu Zhao staggered and took half a step back. However, Xiao Ling's body only swayed slightly, and the scimitar drew a strange arc towards Wu Zhao's fair neck.  .

    Even though Wu Zhao was resolute and arrogant, in the face of life and death at this time, her face could not help but turn pale, and a trace of fear and despair appeared in her eyes. However, this fear and despair was replaced by madness and ferocity in just a moment. Wu Zhao used all the strength in his body and held it in his hands.  The long sword stabbed at Xiao Ling from bottom to top.

    "Boy, show mercy." Seeing Wu Zhao in a desperate situation, Liu Zhong could no longer sit still. His sitting body suddenly flew up and rushed towards Xiao Ling like lightning. His skinny palms carried overwhelming power towards Xiao Ling.  Ling was slapped on the back.

    "Stop." At the same time Liu Zhong spoke out, the happy body followed him. Although the clear voice was not loud, everyone's hearts were slightly shocked when it reached everyone's ears. Before he finished speaking, the happy body  He stopped in front of Liu Zhong, and his white palm lightly met the palm that Liu Zhong patted.

    "Hiss,."

    "bump,."

    One is light and the other is heavy, small and large, but two different voices are heard at the same time, strong winds are blowing, and dust is all over the sky.

    Finally, everything calmed down.

    In the pavilion, Gao Xing, Liu Zhong, Wu Zhao, and Xiao Ling stood in four directions, but their faces were different. Xiao Ling's face was still very cold, his eyes were extremely cold, but his breathing was a little disordered and rapid, and the skirt on his chest was even more torn.  A foot-long opening was opened, revealing the white lining inside; he was smiling happily, but his neat bun was scattered; Liu Zhong had a look of surprise on his face, his clothes were messy; Wu Zhao had a startled look on his face, and his eyes were somewhat  She was dull and lost, but a strand of hair on her temples was falling to the ground.

    "A hero comes from a young age, and a strong general has no weak soldiers. Mr. Gao is really powerful, so powerful, I admire him so much." Liu Zhong soon returned to his normal state.?, a smile full of meaning appeared on his face. I don¡¯t know whether it was appreciation, anger, or sarcasm, maybe a little bit of it.

    Liu Zhong never expected that in more than a month, Gao Xing's skills would improve again. He was obviously no longer as ignorant about "power" as before, and the "power" he condensed with his sharp murderous aura made Liu Zhong even more excited.  Zhong accidentally suffered a secret loss due to his inadvertence, and his right palm was still a little tingling and numb.

    Xiao Ling's spicy methods and superb kung fu also made Liu Zhong very afraid. The most unforgivable thing was that Gao Gao's men were so rude and almost killed his direct disciple, the trusted leader of the Moon Worship Sect. This  It is nothing more than a naked slap in the face of the Lunar Worship Cult.

    "Elder Liu, thank you. Gao was just lucky for a while." Gao Xing waved his hand, and his humble gesture made Liu Zhong even more angry. But just when he was about to speak, Gao Xing looked at him deeply and said, "Elder Liu,  If the human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant, how can it allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch?"

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