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Volume 6: The Alliance of Five Mountains Volume 7: Swordsman Chapter 11: Three Sighs

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    Volume 7 Swordsman Chapter 11 Three Sighs

    The burly old man looked solemn and said, "It turns out he is the leader of the Huashan Sect, whom I have admired for a long time." He looked Yue Buqun up and down, and suddenly said, "It is said that Mr. Yue's two disciples can work together to use a wonderful sword formation.  During the Five Mountains Alliance meeting, Zuo Lengchan was seriously injured. Mr. Yue can teach such a disciple, and he is really well hidden."

    The thin man on the side chuckled and said: "It is most difficult to tell the truth from rumors. A moment ago, didn't we hear someone swearing that Tang Jinlou could kill Zuo Lengchan alone?"

    The burly old man looked at Yue Buqun and said: "The Divine Sect and the Five Mountains Sword Sect have always had a blood feud. Mr. Yue wants me to make friends, but it's not that easy Why don't you call out the two masters? Tong also wants to learn from it.  The Huashan Sect¡¯s wonderful sword formation.¡±

    Before Yue Buqun could speak, Mo Da stood up unsteadily behind him and said, "Since it's a feud, there's no point in talking about it. Let's let us two old guys come and meet you." He looked at  The burly old man said, "After more than ten years of separation, Mr. Tong has aged a lot."

    The burly old man stood up and laughed: "Moda, I have recognized you a long time ago." The thin man next to him snorted coldly, waved his hands, and two stylus pens appeared in his hands.

    Yue Buqun stroked his palm and said, "It turns out that it is Tong Baixiong, the master of Fenglei Hall. He is indeed heroic as rumored." Tong Baixiong said, "When you say the word heroic from your mouth, I don't dare to take it seriously." Yue Buqun said  Ignoring him, he looked at the thin man and said, "The weapon is a pair of stylus, so this must be Mr. Jia, the master of Qinglong Hall."

    The thin man smiled coldly and said, "I am Jia Bu. Stop talking nonsense. I will take care of you here and there will be less trouble tomorrow."

    Yue Buqun's heart moved and he was thoughtful.  Mo Da chuckled and said, "Hall Master Jia has such a strong tone." He took two trembling steps, moved his right hand, and stabbed Jia Bu with his long sword, as soft as a thin willow in the wind.  Jia Bu called out: "Well done." He didn't dodge, but kept attacking Mo Da's head. The other one didn't defend himself either. He stabbed Mo Da with his backhand, and then stabbed Mo Da's chest and abdomen. This move was used,  Mo Da turned around and took a step back, shouting: "Good work." Without stopping, he suddenly came forward again, and with the sword changing, he struck three times in a row, targeting his throat and both ribs.  Three swords in one move seemed to be thrust out at the same time.  Jia Bu snorted coldly, pointed the stylus in his right hand at the center of Mo Da's eyebrows, and connected the stylus with his left hand in Mo Da's tan center, making it the same move just now.  Mo Da raised his brows, took out his sword practice, clicked twice on Jiabu's stylus, and retreated with the help of strength.

    The two of them tried these two moves, and both of them put away their previous slight contempt for each other.

    Yue Buqun was also awestruck, knowing that these two were good players, he slowly drew out his long sword and pointed it diagonally at Tong Baixiong.

    Tong Baixiong was not afraid, and suddenly stretched out his hand to straighten Jue Xing and Jue Fei, who were sitting at the table, and said: "You two, come up together. Even with your little cultivation, you want to be with me."  Do you want to intercept people right under your nose?"

    The two monks, Jue Fei and Jue Xing, looked at each other, stood up, and chanted in unison, "Amitabha." They stopped talking, but everyone knew that these two monks also wanted to save people.

    Tong Baixiong laughed and said: "These two Qingcheng sect boys have low martial arts skills and low moral character. Just because they have a decent reputation, you guys are allowed to rescue them. It is really sad and ridiculous."

    Jia Bu said: "It's just an excuse to take action." He paused and said with a smile, "We don't want to take action."

    At this time, a sigh suddenly sounded. When everyone heard the sigh, they felt a sad emotion suddenly arise.  Everyone followed the sound and saw that the man sighing was sitting upright on a bench, staring straight ahead, but with no expression on his face.  But it was the blind monk.  Yue Buqun, Tong Baixiong, Jue Fei and others were all frightened just because they had been paying close attention to every move of the old monk, but when they were at war with each other before, for some unknown reason, they completely forgot about the old monk.  Even when Tong Baixiong was about to take action, he didn't notice him.  If he hadn't sighed suddenly, everyone didn't know when they would think of him again.

    The old monk seemed to be aware of everyone's gaze. He stood up and sighed again.  This sigh, a strong sense of the vicissitudes of time, struck everyone.  Tong Baixiong was originally blessed with luck, and his true energy was released. It was when his true energy was at its strongest. When he heard this sigh, his whole body seemed to soften. His masculine internal energy seemed to become extremely soft and protective for a moment.  The qigong dissipated in an instant.

    Tong Baixiong was so shocked that his muscles immediately collapsed. Although he didn't make a single move, he was already like a cheetah about to attack. Just the slightest movement could trigger a full blow from him.  He glanced at Jia Bu from the corner of his eye, and immediately stared at the old monk again, fearing that he wouldIf you neglect it, you will make a big mistake.  Jia Bu held a stylus in both hands and stared at the old monk like him.  The dozen or so men in disguise behind them were completely unaware and followed the two hall masters with weapons, but they didn't know why they didn't take action.

    The first person to react was Yue Buqun. He suddenly withdrew his internal energy, sheathed his long sword, sighed, and said to the old monk: "Master has such profound cultivation. If there is a master in Shaolin, he will definitely turn disaster into good luck."

    The old monk turned to look at Yue Buqun and said in an old voice, "Really?"

    Jue Fei was on the side and said sincerely: "The venerable master has profound cultivation, and the poor monk respects him."

    The old monk turned his head and walked slowly towards the door without even looking at him.  He raised his head, his blind eyes facing the sun in the sky, and even covered his eyes with his hands, as if he could really see the sun clearly.

    "The time is coming." He said softly, then took a step towards the door, taking a few steps slowly, as if he had great doubts in his heart.  Yue Buqun, Mo Da, Jue Fei Jue Xing and others were all shocked and confused, not knowing what he was going to do.  The old monk walked with difficulty. Even an expert like him had times when he didn't know what to do.

    After a long time, he sighed softly and finally made a decision.

    As soon as this sigh came out, Yue Buqun and Mo Da, who had always guarded their hearts, felt as if they were stepping on cotton, as weak as they could be.  Jue Fei Jue Xing groaned and took a step back, holding on to the table before he could barely stand still.  Those well-dressed men with martial arts status all sat down on the ground. When their leaders, Jia Bu and Tong Baixiong, heard this sigh, they all unanimously used their killing moves to attack the old monk almost instantly.  Jia Bu drew out both pens at the same time, with both arms stretched out. His right hand had already stabbed eighteen times, never leaving the critical points on the chest and abdomen, while his left hand pointed up, down, left, and right, as if he was about to hit the air at any time.

    Yue Buqun and others opened their eyes and saw this exquisite killing move attacking the old monk, but the blind monk remained motionless and did not dodge or dodge.  Even though they had great confidence in this old monk, they couldn't help but feel nervous at this moment, worried that although he had advanced internal skills, he was still blind and could not see.  Jue Fei couldn't help shouting: "Be careful."

    After a moment, Jia Bu's face lit up. The stylus in his right hand had already pierced the old monk's skin. He did not dare to be careless at all. His left hand turned virtual reality into reality. In an instant, the stylus pen pierced the old monk's throat.  The blind old monk seemed to have just reacted at this moment. He raised his head, glanced at Jia Bu with his blind eyes, and then stretched out a finger to point at the stylus in his left hand. Jia Bu felt as if he was struck by lightning, and he could no longer hold the stylus with his left hand.  It flew several feet away.  He groaned and tried to exert force on his right hand, but his hands felt so weak that there was nowhere to exert force.  Not to mention piercing the old monk's chest and abdomen with force, it would even be impossible to get it back.

    At this time, I heard Tong Baixiong shout: "Get out of the way." Jia Bu made a quick decision, loosened his right hand, and stepped aside.  In just a moment, the previous feeling of having nowhere to put his efforts disappeared, and his stylus fell to the ground with a clang, but did not hit the blind old monk at all.

    When Tong Baixiong faced his opponent, he was the kind of tough guy who never retreated from the enemy. Although the monk in front of him frightened him, he would never hesitate for a moment.  Tong Baixiong stretched out his two long arms and bent them at will without any tricks. In one move, his two peaks penetrated his ears, and his two fists, which were enough to crack mountains and crack rocks, suddenly hit the temples on both sides of the old monk's eyes.  Although Yue Buqun had been cultivating his energy for many years, he was so shocked that he almost screamed when he saw this scene.  However, a moment later, Tong Baixiong groaned and stepped back. He suddenly stretched out his hand and a wooden table shattered. With the force of the recoil, Tong Baixiong stood firm.  Jia Bu was surprised: "Elder Tong"

    Tong Baixiong stretched out his hand to stop him from speaking. He adjusted his breath for a moment, then suddenly his face changed, and with a "pop" sound, he spurted out a mouthful of blood from his sword.  Yue Buqun and Mo Da looked at each other in shock, almost dumbfounded.

    Jia Bu stepped over, pinched Tong Baixiong's wrist with one hand, and asked anxiously: "Is it any serious problem?" Then after squeezing for a moment, Jia Bu's expression changed drastically: "This, this, how could it be"

    Tong Baixiong coughed and said with difficulty: "It's like a possessed man. This old monk's martial arts is really evil. Elder Jia, you must have fallen into this trick too, so be careful." Jia Bu was heartbroken and turned to look at the old monk in shock.  Said: "What kind of martial arts is this?"

    The old monk shook his head and said to Tong Baixiong: "You must rest well, otherwise you will be in serious trouble."

    Tong Baixiong said: "My whole body's meridians are all injured, and I don't have much time left. The art of gentleness of my predecessors is really superb. I, Tong Baixiong, died unjustly." The old monk was startled for a moment and said, "I'm blind, isn't it?  Can you still see it? The meridians are all injured, so why can't you live?" He stretched out his hand and pointed at the two Qingcheng disciples who were tied into rice dumplings, and said: "I hope you will let them go and don't cause more killings.  What a sin." After he said this, he was still stunned.Tong Baixiong finally paced and slowly left in a certain direction.

    Yue Buqun and the other four people quickly followed out of the inn. As for Yu Renhao and Hong Renxiong who caused the conflict, they were forgotten by the four of them.  As soon as I walked out of the door, I saw the old monk walking very slowly, but in this short moment, he had already reached the intersection of the street.  The four of them were all surprised, knowing that the old monk had activated his body skills.  The four of them did not shy away, each using their own footwork, and chased after the old monk.
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