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Part 2 Yitian Chapter 81 Setting up the beam

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    Chapter 81 Building beams

    Fang Biqing walked in quickly. The expression on Fang Zheng's face was not very good. She hurriedly came to her father, Mr. Fang, and leaned close to him, muttering a few words.

    Mr. Fang's frosty eyebrows wrinkled, he stroked his silver beard under his chin, and said slowly in a loud voice: "Please come in and meet me, Young Master Ge!"

    A blue figure floated in like a puff of smoke, passed through the tables and chairs in the hall, and came to the center of the hall, standing proudly.

    Everyone looked at it, but saw that this person's sword eyebrows were clear and heroic, which was a rare beautiful boy. The sword on his waist was narrow and narrow, and he was a little weird.

    He stood in the center of the hall, staring closely at Mr. Fang who was sitting at the table. His eyes were sharp and bright, and he looked at everyone as if there was no one there. He raised his chin slightly and looked proud, making the rest of the people in the hall very angry.

    Just hearing that he announced his family status made everyone extremely fearful.

    The Kongtong Sect is one of the six major martial arts sects. In recent years, although it has gradually become less powerful, as the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Compared with Wudang Shaolin, although it is not as good as it is, it is ordinary.  The sect is still far behind the Kongtong sect.

    Although they feel dissatisfied, the people sitting in the hall are all old Jianghu, and they will not provoke the Kongtong sect out of temporary anger. It is said that the three elders of Kongtong are extremely protective of their shortcomings.

    "Young Master Ge came to our house, what's the important matter?" Mr. Fang stroked his silver beard and looked kindly at the outstanding Ge Zhengming.

    Ge Zhengming's eyes gradually became fierce and he smiled coldly: "Fifteen years ago, there was a man named Ge Qingshan who was disabled in martial arts by you. As a result, he was killed on his way home I'm afraid you won't  Remember?!"

    "Ge Qing Mountain?" Mr. Fang frowned and thought hard. As people get older, their memory deteriorates, and he really can't remember it.

    "Lightning Sword Ge Qingshan Mr. Fang, a noble man, forgets things a lot. It's only natural that he doesn't remember!" Ge Zhengming's mouth drew an arc, with a strong sense of ridicule.

    Mr. Fang could keep his temper and kept his expression calm after hearing his sarcasm, but Fang Biyun and Fang Biqing beside him couldn't bear this anger.

    Fang Biyun took a step forward, snorted angrily, and said coldly: "So, Young Master Ge is here to seek revenge?!"

    "Kill, father, hate, do not share, Dai, God!" Ge Zhengming said this sentence word by word, looking at Mr. Fang with an even more fierce look.

    Although everyone has some guesses, when they see someone really coming to seek revenge, they still feel strange in their hearts. Some may rejoice in others' misfortune, some may resent him for causing trouble, or some may ignore it because it has nothing to do with them and just watch the excitement.  Status, to name a few.

    "Senior brother, this person's skill is not weak" Lin Xiaoqing turned her head slightly, glanced over with her eyes full of eyes, and whispered in Xiao Yuesheng's ear using the method of transmitting sounds into secrets.

    The method of transmitting sounds into secrets requires extremely pure skills. Even if ordinary people have profound skills, it is difficult to do it. Moreover, its skills are considered a strange science and are rarely known in the martial arts world.

    Although Li Ruoyun and the others' skills are not deep enough, they are extremely pure and masterful in manipulation. They have been forced to practice by Xiao Yuesheng. Using sound transmission to enter secrets is just an ordinary thing.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly and glanced at her, with a look of calmness in his eyes. It was also about helping, providing help in times of need and adding icing on the cake, but it was completely different. It was just a matter of timing. Xiao Yuesheng never did anything to add icing on the cake, and it was very difficult.  Please.

    Fang Bilin stood up from Bei Jinyi's side, and Yingying came to her father's side. The two stood together, more like a grandfather and granddaughter, not like a father and daughter. They had children in old age, and Mr. Fang regarded her as the apple of his eye.

    "Father, let your daughter do it." Fang Bilin glanced at the two eldest brothers and whispered to the old man. She had already seen that this disciple of the Kongtong Sect was very powerful. Although the two brothers were successful in martial arts, they were still slightly  A bit inferior.

    Famous teachers produce great disciples, and the master's achievements are often the disciple's limit. The reason why the blue is better than the blue is because of the law that rare things are valuable.

    Fang Bilin is a lay disciple of the Emei Sect. Although she rarely goes down the mountain, her experience is extraordinary. She knows that once the revenge of killing her father is involved, it will be a bit weak to talk about right and wrong.

    Although Mr. Fang cherishes his daughter and is afraid that she will melt if she holds her in his mouth, his eyes can see that his two sons' martial arts skills are still insufficient and he can only rely on his daughter.

    "Lin'er, be more careful!" Mr. Fang firmly held his daughter's soft little hand and warned her earnestly.

    Fang Bilin was wearing a lake green shirt, looking heroic. She smiled brightly at her father, full of confidence, turned around, cupped her hands slightly, and said lightly: "Ge Shaoxia, today is my father's fiftieth birthday. If you want anything, we can talk about it tomorrow. Can you?"  ?¡±

    "I have always heard that Mr. Fang's chivalry is all over the world. Could it be that he will do it someday?"Can't you find some boxing assistants?  "Ge Zhengming smiled coldly. He already knew that Fang Bilin was a lay disciple of the Emei Sect and knew that she was not easy to mess with.

    ??????????????????????? But his father¡¯s hatred is irreconcilable, and he finally had this opportunity to force him to stop using his machinations in front of so many martial arts figures, how could he let it go in vain?

    "Well, since you insist on this, let me compete with you, little girl!" Fang Bilin said lightly. Seeing his resolute look, she stopped trying to persuade him.

    He is a disciple of the Kongtong sect. Although the Emei sect is not afraid of him, if he can avoid facing the enemy head-on, the best thing is to delay it for two days and ask someone to take a look at it, maybe it can be resolved.

    "Father's debt must be paid by his son, as a matter of course!" Ge Zhengming snorted coldly, his eyes turned on Fang Bilin's beautiful face, and he slowly drew out the long sword on the right side.

    This sword looks quite strange, it is long and narrow, and it is held with the left hand. It is obviously specializing in the strange and strange way, which makes Fang Bilin feel wary.

    The Kongtong sect is world-famous for its boxing techniques, and the Seven-Injury Fist became famous in the martial arts world. Most of the credit is due to the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun. When he heard about the reputation of the Seven-Injury Fist, he stole its boxing manual and used it to kill seven people.  The injury boxing method is enough to be changed to the seven-kill boxing method.

    People in the Emei Sect know that the swordsmanship of the Kongtong Sect is also outstanding, but the Wudang Swordsmanship is the best in the world, so it pales in comparison.

    People in the hall held their breath and quickly moved tables and chairs to make way for a large blank space for them to fight.

    Fang Bilin also slowly drew her sword, carefully staring at his eyes and shoulders. She had heard her master, Master Jue, say that the Kongtong sword technique was strange and unusual, and difficult to break with common sense. The most important thing was not to be caught by the sword.  Deception, but paying attention to the opponent's eyes and shoulders, this is the source of changes in their swordsmanship.

    Zhou Zhiruo sat at the table and looked at senior sister Bei Jinyi with some worry. She was extremely talented and could vaguely see that senior sister Fang had no chance of winning in a fight with her opponent. Perhaps senior sister Xu Bei would have to take action.

    With a "clang" sound, the two swords intersected, as if two bolts of lightning flashed across each other. Their swords were both extremely swift, with swiftness countering swiftness.

    Emei's swordsmanship is quiet and elegant, but as fast as the wind and extremely cruel. When Fang Bilin comes, he is suddenly in front and suddenly behind, and his feet change unpredictably. His swordsmanship is truly superb.

    When people in the hall saw it, most of them were dumbfounded and lost. Seeing this sword technique, they couldn't help but think to themselves. If it were him, he wouldn't be able to withstand even two or three moves.

    Ge Zhengming¡¯s swordsmanship is indeed tricky and weird. Everyone watching it feels cold in their hearts. It is really weird. Every angle of the sword is contrary to people¡¯s imagination. It is unpredictable and impossible to guard against.

    The two men met their opponents in chess, and their swords went back and forth like lightning, the shadows of the swords flashed, and there was a fierce murderous aura. Everyone in the hall watched intently and almost forgot to breathe.

    The hearts of Mr. Fang, Fang Biqing and Fang Biyun were hanging in the air, rising and falling, rising and falling, feeling uneasy and nervous as if they were dead.

    Just when everyone was ready to risk their lives, a scream and a "chi" sound suddenly came from their ears, which seemed like the sound of a hidden weapon breaking through the air.

    "Dang" and "Dang" sounded loudly, and people realized that the two long swords, which were as fast as lightning, fell to the ground at the same time. Fang Bilin and Ge Zhengming stood blankly, somewhat unresponsive.

    "What's wrong?"

    "what happened?"

    People were talking a lot, turning around and looking around. They really didn't understand why the two men suddenly lost their swords when they were fighting fiercely. It was so sudden that they couldn't help but feel ridiculous.

    "Ahem" Xiao Yuesheng sat at the table, covered his mouth with his hand, and coughed lightly, attracting everyone's attention.

    He slowly put down the wine cup in his hand, reached out carelessly, and pressed the two long swords, one narrow and one wide, that fell to the ground.

    The two swords that had been lying quietly on the ground suddenly swayed, then rose up, as if being held by two invisible hands, picked them up, slowly walked closer, and handed them into Xiao Yuesheng's hands.

    The two flying swords seemed to have eyes, and slowly fell into his hands. With such a strange sight, everyone in the hall was stunned and unbelievable, and they couldn't help but suspect that they were dazzled.

    Although Xiao Yuesheng acts in a low-key manner, there are also times when he is high-profile. He just follows his own mood and does whatever he wants. He never cares about the eyes of ordinary people or whether his actions are too shocking.

    Xiao Yuesheng handed the two swords to Yang Yuqi and Liu Qingquan respectively, indicating with his eyes that they would return them to each of them.

    The two women stood up Yingying, holding long swords in their bare hands. They came to Ge Zhengming and Fang Bilin respectively, and slowly inserted the long swords into the scabbards on their waists.

    Fang Bilin did not resist, and allowed Liu Qingquan to put the sword back into its sheath, nodding and smiling as a thank you.

      Ge Zhengming, however, looked nervous. The hatred of his father's murder filled his chest. Yang Yuqi's soul-stirring face only made him stunned. Then his body tensed up, his heart hardened, and he stretched out his hand to stop Yang Yuqi's beautiful hand.

    He came for revenge, how could he let the other party control him? He resisted the faint fragrance coming from his nose. He opened his right hand and reached out to grab Yang Yuqi's bare hand, trying to seize the sword.

    Yang Yuqi smiled faintly, but it was extremely cold and arrogant, like a cold plum in the wind and snow. Her bare hands trembled slightly, and she dodged his grasp perfectly. She suddenly accelerated, and her shadow flickered.  The shadow remains.

    The crowds they watched around could not help but take a breath, staggering, so strange techniques, if they recruited people, who could hide?  !

    After sheathing their long swords, the two women turned around, stepped out with a curling step, and suddenly appeared beside Xiao Yuesheng's table, as if they had shrunk to the ground.

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    Xiao Yuesheng stood up gracefully, dressed in a green shirt, and he held his fists slightly, arched his hands in all directions, and said unhurriedly: "Xiao Nanqiu of the Shuiyun Sect, traveling around the world with several junior sisters, happened to meet him.  It's Mr. Fang's fiftieth birthday, so I came here to congratulate him, but I really don't want such an auspicious occasion to be stained with blood."

    His voice was as clear as jade, neither fast nor slow, but spread slowly and slowly to everyone's ears, as if he was speaking in his ears. When everyone in the hall heard it, their whole bodies felt refreshed, like a spring breeze, and they felt that he was  The internal strength is extremely profound, but it pales in comparison to the long sword capture just now.

    Xiao Yuesheng put down his hands, sat down again, glanced at Ge Zhengming lightly, and smiled casually: "The so-called gentleman's revenge is not too late in ten years. Why should this Ge Shaoxia of the Kongtong sect be in a hurry and disturb everyone?  prosper?!"

    "This is a matter between me and Fang Wuhe, you'd better not get involved!" Ge Zhengming snorted coldly, feeling awe-inspiring in his heart. He really didn't expect that someone would actually interfere and dare not take the Kongtong Sect in his eyes.  !

    Xiao Yuesheng seemed not to have heard what he said, his face was as gentle as before, and he said slowly: "I have always heard that the Kongtong sect's boxing skills are amazing and their swordsmanship is unparalleled. If I have this opportunity, I naturally want to ask for advice."

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and clapped his hands: " Well, let's do this. If Ge Shaoxia can survive five moves under my little junior sister's sword, I will clap my hands and leave, ignoring this matter. The Shuiyun Sect will never be here again."  Come onif not, Ge Shaoxia should just go and do what you should be busy with!"

    His words were like a bomb, making the hall buzz with whispers.

    Xiao Yuesheng's tone was really too loud, and the five moves sounded quite insulting, which was really unbearable.

    Liu Qingquan Yingying stood up. Xiao Shuying was not here, so she was naturally the junior sister.

    She blinked her bright eyes as clear as pool water, smiled brightly at everyone, nodded, and sat down again, indicating that she was the junior sister.

    Although she has an elegant and graceful temperament, her clear, clear eyes naturally give off an aura of innocence and romance as soon as she blinks, making people fall in love with her.

    In such a situation, Ge Zhengming has been forced to have no way out. If he does not dare to fight, he will be guilty. Doesn't it mean that his Kongtong Sword Sect can't stop the five-stroke Shuiyun Sect's swordsmanship and the Kongtong Sect's face?  Where to save?  !

    Although he secretly sought revenge without telling his elders, he had deep feelings for the Kongtong Sect and tried his best to protect its reputation.

    "Okay -!This is what you said!" Ge Zhengming agreed fiercely, with the veins on his neck slightly exposed, as if he was speaking hoarsely, but his voice was low and hoarse.

    "Mr. Xiao, this" Mr. Fang came to Xiao Yuesheng's side, showing some embarrassment, but his eyes were filled with gratitude.

    The person who came to seek revenge was a disciple of Kongtong, but none of his countless friends dared to come forward to help. However, Xiao Yuesheng, who had just met him for the first time, came face to face with him. How could he not be extremely grateful?  !
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