At this moment, a pair of slender fingers picked up the jade pendant on the ground with a handkerchief and played with it carefully in the hand.
The five people suddenly looked behind them and found a man in red clothes and a mask. The red mask was like fire, and its light could not be concealed even in the night.
Holding the jade pendant in his hand, his thin lips curled up slightly.
"No matter how similar they are, fake is fake and can never replace the real thing."
Xia Feng looked at the strange woman in front of him, and Ning Biqiao spoke up to explain.
"I heard that the Demon Sect has a red-robed guardian, whose true appearance is unknown. He once wiped out an entire sect single-handedly, not even sparing a one-year-old child.
After each attack, he would leave a Vermillion Bird hairpin at the scene."
Luo Jian quickly walked to the woman's side and said, "Meet the red-robed guardian."
"If you can't even do something right, then even if the Great Elder pleads for you, it will be useless."
The contempt in his words was obvious, but Luo Jian didn't dare to refute. Beads of sweat instantly broke out on his forehead and he hurriedly explained.
"I will definitely find the real jade pendant to atone for my sins and will not embarrass the elders or guardians."
After saying this, his sinister gaze shot directly at Xia Feng.
Qi Zong and the others were also discussing in a low voice, "It seems that the one in red is even more difficult to deal with. Yi Han and I will hold him back, and you guys deal with Luo Jian.
Wait until you capture Luo Jian, then we can deal with the woman in red together."
Ning Biqiao frowned, "No, the woman in red is ruthless, you won't be able to hold out until then."
Finally, Xia Feng interrupted them and said, "I'll deal with the woman in red."
As she spoke, she stared at the long sword at the waist of the woman in red. Although it was not clear at night, it gave her a sense of familiarity.
After saying that, Xia Feng didn't wait for them and attacked the woman in red directly.
Luo Jian wanted to stop him, but Qi Zong had already caught up.
The woman in red looked at Xia Feng rushing towards her with a smile on her face.
When she accurately blocked Xia Feng's sword with her two fingers, Xia Feng knew the other party's terrifying internal strength, which was not at the same level as hers.
He then tried to pull away, but the woman in red immediately approached him, and Xia Feng only felt the wind moving forward quickly.
Although the woman in red was smiling, her eyes were as cold as a thousand-year-old ice, and there was also a hint of sarcasm.
Yu Guangzhong saw a tree behind him. Xia Feng used his feet as a support point, flipped into the air, and turned to go towards the empty space behind the woman.
The woman's sharp voice rang out, "Red Flame Sword Technique?"
"Then I will let you see the true Red Flame Sword Technique."
As he spoke, he drew the sword from his waist, and his back seemed to have eyes, and he gently blocked it, leaving the sword in Xia Feng's hand with no way to advance.
At this moment, Xia Feng also saw clearly the sword in her hand. It was actually the sword that Zhu's father had worn before, and it was also the sword inherited by the Zhu family, the Red Fire Sword.
Combined with the Red Flame Sword Technique, its power is even greater.
Xia Feng looked at the woman in front of him coldly. She had not found the Scarlet Flame Sword before and thought it was lost, but she didn't expect it to be taken away by the Demon Cult.
What frightened Xia Feng even more was that the opponent made a sword flower and then rushed towards Xia Feng with sword rain and fireworks.
The sword force exploded and the sword moves were dense.
Xia Feng opened her eyes slightly, and compared to her, it seemed that she was the real master of swordsmanship.
Xia Feng was put on the defensive for a while, especially in his own territory, where he was beaten back by the enemy.
Xia Feng frowned. How could the woman in front of him know the Red Flame Sword Technique? This is the Zhu family's inherited sword technique. Could it be that the woman in front of him is also a member of the Zhu family?
"Are you also a member of the Zhu family?"
"The Zhu family is worthy?" The contempt in his words was obvious, but Xia Feng also sensed the hidden hatred in the other party.
It seems that the other party must be related to the Zhu family, but judging from his age, he is just in his prime, and the original owner has no memory of other people.
But now is not the time to think about these things, the wounds on Xia Feng's body are getting bigger and bigger.
She looked at the woman in front of her. Every move and every style of hers was stronger than hers, and she couldn't even win in a contest of internal strength, which made her feel suffocated.
The woman in red slashed Xia Feng's left shoulder with a sword, and the warmth from the sword tip slid down.
"Why, are you admitting defeat? This proves that you are far inferior to me."
Xia Feng didn't waste any words and rushed forward with his sword again. The woman in red cut off half of Xia Feng's black hair on his neck with one sword.
"Still not admitting defeat? The same moves are weak and powerless in your hands. They are doomed to be annihilated in your hands. You are a waste. Let go and admit that you are not worthy of the Red Flame Sword Technique."
As if she wanted to vent, the red-clothed goddess looked a little crazy. She struck with one sword after another, enjoying the pleasure of playing cat and mouse, or rather, she was excited to see Xia Feng struggling under her sword.
Xia Feng was in a tough battle here, and the four people on the other side were also struggling to hold on.
Long Yuanling provided remote assistance, with only a few silver needles left in his hand. The main force was still Qi Zong and Bai Yihan. Ning Biqiao used the soft whip in her hand to support anyone who was in trouble.
But Luo Jian was experienced in fighting and could change his attack targets at will, making it difficult for the three men to cope with him. If they were not careful, they would get another wound on their bodies.
The light in Xia Feng's eyes grew brighter and brighter beneath her black hair. Even though she was sweating profusely, the sword in her hand moved faster and faster.
Slowly these afterimages disappeared, and there was silence in Xia Feng's dark eyes.
Let him be strong, the wind will blow over the hills;
Your strength will not make you feel inferior and retreat, but instead it is destined to become your own stepping stone.
Let him be as arrogant as he wants, the bright moon shines on the river;
No matter how brave you are, the sword in my hand will not retreat even a bit. I will eventually use the sword in my hand to forge my own path.
At this moment, the sword is me, and I am the sword;
When she used the sword's roar, the seemingly light sword move actually carried tremendous force, leaving the woman in red with no power to fight back.
As her pupils contracted, a sword cut off the mask in front of her eyes. The woman in red hurriedly turned around and held on to it with her hands to prevent the mask from falling.
She looked at Xia Feng in disbelief.
"You actually used me to sharpen your sword? How dare you use me to sharpen your sword?"
"Your honor!" She was also fortunate to have this person. He was able to make her see her own shortcomings clearly. In a life-or-death situation, she remained calm and composed, and suddenly she had an epiphany, achieving a state of unity between man and sword.
The red-dressed woman laughed angrily, "Okay, okay! Then let me see the unity of man and sword."
When Xia Feng used his sword skills again at this moment, he felt it was smooth, without any sense of obscurity between the previous moves.
Her mind moves and switches at will, making her moves even more bizarre and unpredictable.
Seeing that she was losing in swordsmanship and was even being suppressed by Xia Feng, the woman in red turned around and put away her sword.
"You've mastered the Scarlet Flame Sword Technique to such an evil degree, yet you still presume to be a reputable and upright sect. It's truly ridiculous.
I wonder if your Zhu family ancestor would be so angry that he would crawl out of his coffin if he knew about this."
The same sword technique will have different effects when practiced by different people, just like there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand readers.
However, the Red Flame Sword Technique was moving towards unpredictable changes, but was slandered by the opponent.
Xia Feng didn't argue with her. "It's not your turn to judge the affairs of my Zhu family!"
The other party laughed twice with unclear meaning.
Then she flew directly towards Xia Feng with her palm. How could Xia Feng use his own weakness to counter her strength? He was fighting with a sword, not just with internal force.
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