Buyun Tower is open, and most of the third floors are private rooms, but the private rooms need absolute sound insulation and are very far apart from each other.

There is a space of about 100 square meters at the entrance of the stairs, with various flowers and plants placed with decorations, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and gold-painted screens, showing the luxury and grandeur of the restaurant.

At this time, after more than 30 masters were stuffed into this empty space of about 100 square meters, it became a little crowded.

When they saw the three women pulling their swords out of their sheaths, they also showed off their weapons. Some held their swords, some used Qimen weapons, and some had bare hands.

Their eyes were burning and their bodies were tight.

They were nervous and excited to act with the disciples of the four major sects.

I knew that the disciples of the four major sects were masters far beyond their level, so I had wanted to try it, but unfortunately I couldn't even touch it.

And fighting alone is definitely not an opponent. This time, so many people are fighting together, it's great.

What's more, there is the temptation of the inheritance of heaven and man.

"superior!"

Someone growled.

"kill--!"

They roared and rushed forward.

The sword light and the palm shadow fist are printed in front.

The flowers, plants, antiques, calligraphy and paintings placed around were immediately crushed.

They rushed over like thousands of troops, with amazing momentum.

When Chu Zhiyuan saw this, he shook his head.

These martial arts masters may not have fought with the disciples of the four major sects for a long time, and have forgotten the power of the disciples of the four major sects.

In his opinion, there is a huge gap between these masters and Lu Qingyuan and Mo Qing.

Not to mention Fu Zheng.

Lu Qingyuan waved his sword to meet him and said lightly: "Don't you want this heavenly inheritance? This is the Luoyuan Sword Art."

As she finished speaking, Luo Yuan's sword intent shrouded in all directions.

Within ten meters of her radius, all the sword light, sword shadow, palm prints and fist prints were annihilated.

She felt the sword intent of Luoyuan Sword Art, and her heart was not at all disturbed, and she could only be calm and she was not ruthless when she set out the sword.

The tip of the sword lightly slashed across several people's shoulders, directly breaking their tendons.

Even if these people are not dead, they are powerless to take action and cannot help but scream and retreat.

They retreated and the people behind rushed forward, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Seeing this, Fu Zheng and Mo Qing stopped and did not rush to take action. They saw Lu Qingyuan let go.

Her long sword is light and elegant, as graceful as a dance.

Fu Zheng couldn't help but exclaim: "Sister Lu is so awesome."

She thought to herself that she was not as beautiful as Lu Qingyuan, and her sword skills were even more gloomy.

Lu Qingyuan's sword intent is similar, but his sword moves look even more pleasing to the eye and even make people happy.

In pleasure, dragged into the abyss.

This kind of beauty and murderous intent coexist, requires a deeper understanding of swordsmanship and good enough qualifications.

Mo Qing nodded slightly: "Junior Sister Lu is a swordsman."

Fu Zheng said softly: "Are we going to take action?"

"It seems that there is no need now." Mo Qing shook her head and said, "When she just needs to be tempered, these guys are coming just right."

Fu Zheng said: "Sister Mo, how could it be such a coincidence?"

When they came, they were covered with their faces, even though they could see that they were beautiful women, they couldn't see their appearance clearly.

How could you know that Lu Qingyuan is here?

Someone must have informed me, and so many people were encouraged to come in a short period of time.

Mo Qing frowned.

Fu Zheng said softly: "Are they the two people from Qingwu Sword Sect and Lihuo Fist Sect?"

"...It's possible." Mo Qing nodded.

She also thought of this, and it was impossible for anyone to recognize them for no reason.

When Chu Zhiyuan saw this, he chuckled and shook his head.

Chu Zhiyuan's voice suddenly came from Fu Zheng's ears.

Her eyes lit up suddenly and she suddenly said, "Sister Mo, I saw them."

"Where?" Mo Qing asked hurriedly.

Fu Zheng turned around and retreated, entered the private room, and Mo Qing followed him in.

The two women looked out the window and saw the teahouse opposite the street.

The Qingyue Tea House was open in the open window, and you could see the two young men sitting in front of the table in front of the window.

They were drinking tea leisurely and looking happy, as if they were watching a good show.

"These two bastards!" Mo Qing snorted.

She was originally half-believing, but now she is certain.

Even if it wasn't them, they couldn't help but feel angry when they looked gloating.

It can be seen that the two of them have bad intentions and are both friendly and have completely opposite feelings in their bones.

This is ulterior motives!

Fu Zheng said softly: "Do you want to deal with them?"

Mo Qing hesitated.

Although these two people are sluts, they are disciples of Qingwu Sword Sect and Lihuo Fist Sect, and they are both four major sects.

The four major sects fought each other secretly, but they remained friendly on the outside.

Are you going to destroy this harmony?

Fu Zheng whispered: "Sister Mo, don't do it, I'll do it."

"Sister Fu, you..."

Fu Zheng smiled and said, "I am from the Prince Consort's Mansion, so I'm not afraid of them."

Your Highness pointed out their hidden things, which meant that he did not want to let them go.

Just deal with them directly, I have long disliked them.

I had to endure it before and didn't want to cause trouble for Your Highness. Now Your Highness has no scruples, so there is no need to swallow my anger.

Mo Qing hesitated.

Fu Zheng smiled and said, "Then let me leave it to you, I'll do it!"

As she spoke, she scolded softly: "Young Master Zhou and Young Master Huang!"

Buyun Restaurant and Qingyue Teahouse are only separated by one place, looking at each other.

Previously, their eyes were all at the entrance of the third floor stairs, which could be seen through the open windows.

At this time, Fu Zheng shouted, he turned his head and looked over, and saw Fu Zheng and Mo Qing.

Fu Zheng snorted, "The two young men are so elegant. Are you watching the fun?"

The two were stunned.

Fu Zheng didn't wait for them to speak and snorted: "Will Sister Lu get into a disadvantage and fall into a desperate situation? Then another hero will save the beauty?"

Their wishful thinking was immediately pointed out.

They are quick to think, looking for excuses to resolve the current situation.

Fu Zheng snorted: "Sister Lu has been covering her face. Only two young masters knowing her whereabouts. You are the ones who encouraged these people to surround and kill Sister Lu? Taking the opportunity to save the beauty is really a good way!"

As she spoke, she suddenly stabbed.

A flash of the sword tip, and two green lights instantly appeared in the opposite teahouse, shooting towards the two young men.

"Miss Fu misunderstood!"

“Bold!”

The two of them had completely different reactions and spoke almost at the same time.

Fu Zheng's figure flashed, crossing the street and floating into the teahouse opposite.

Seeing this, Mo Qing turned his head to look at Lu Qingyuan, and then jumped into the teahouse opposite.
To be continued...