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- Chapter 344: Disaster
Walking to the martial arts arena, Sun Yuru stood still, glanced at everyone, raised her curved and thin eyebrows, and scolded softly: "You don't concentrate on practicing, what are you thinking about?!"
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Everyone did not pay attention to what was behind them. When they heard the voice of the third senior sister, they subconsciously shrank and straightened their posture, pretending to be practicing with all their heart.
"How can you become a master if you are so unsure?!" Sun Yuru's bright eyes widened and she scolded loudly.
Everyone lowered their heads and practiced silently, no one dared to speak out in defense.
Seeing everyone's silence and Sun Yuru's sullen face, Xiao Yuesheng felt very interesting. It seemed that this gentle and beautiful Sun Yuru was usually a stern senior sister.
¡°Practice hard and don¡¯t get distracted again!¡± Sun Yuru shouted loudly, glaring at everyone with her round eyes.
She turned around and faced Xiao Yuesheng, her face immediately turned into a gentle smile, and she said softly: "Sir, let's go take a look?"
Xiao Yuesheng pursed his lips tightly to prevent himself from laughing, nodded seriously as much as he could, and walked towards Yanxia Pavilion.
" Xiaojian followed the two of them, two bodies behind, with drooped eyelids. He didn't look at the two of them, only staring at his feet to avoid being sad.
They walked very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the Yanxia Pavilion.
There were six people standing outside the Yanxia Pavilion, two dressed as Taoists and four dressed as lay people, walking around and patrolling outside the door, their eyes gleaming and their expressions alert.
?Looking at their calm steps, their temperament is majestic, and they are as calm as a mountain, they have the momentum of disciples of the Taishan Sect.
Decades of practicing a certain kind of martial arts will subtly affect your character and temperament. The martial arts of the Taishan School are majestic and majestic, as tall as Mount Tai, and their temperament is also calm and generous.
Sun Yuru stared at the six people and stepped inside. The six people stood forward and blocked the door.
"What are you doing?!" Sun Yuru raised her thin eyebrows, her bright round eyes widened with an unhappy expression.
"Three donors, this is an important place in the sect. No one is allowed to enter without permission!" A young Taoist priest bowed his head.
He is handsome, gentle and courteous, without a trace of arrogance.
Sun Yuru frowned and said displeasedly: "This is the Yanxia Sect! I came here under the orders of my master, why can't I enter?!"
"Donor, please wait a moment, let me go and report!" The young Taoist priest bowed his head again as a courtesy and said in a warm voice, "It's not a plague, it's not a fire."
Xiao Yuesheng made a fuss and said, "Yuru, forget it, let this little Taoist priest explain it to you."
Sun Yuru looked at Xiao Yuesheng in confusion.
In her impression, Mr. Xiao is very arrogant and does not tolerate offense from others, but if he commits an offense, he will pay it back a hundred times. What happened today? Are you afraid of the Taishan Sect?
Thinking of this, she was busy denying it. Mr. Xiao was not afraid of the Taishan sect, so why was he so easy to talk to?
She thought in her mind and slowly speculated, which was quite troublesome.
Soon, the young Taoist priest came out lightly and bowed: "Three donors, please¡ª¡ª"
Xiaojian followed the two of them and glared at the six people. This is the Yanxia Sect. When will it be their turn to point fingers? !
In the hall, the atmosphere was solemn and silent, and everyone looked at the three people.
Sun Yuru's bright eyes glanced over. Master Wu Wanyun was sitting on the chairman's chair. Below him was Taoist Master Tiansong, who was stroking his beard and looking here with stern eyes and a majestic expression.
Under Taoist Master Tiansong were several Taoist priests, and opposite the Taoist priests sat three of his fellow disciples, sitting upright with serious expressions.
She bowed forward and said obediently: "Master."
"Well, this is Taoist Tiansong. Have you seen him before, right?" Wu Wanyun nodded lightly and pointed at Taoist Tiansong.
Sun Yuru turned around, cupped her fists and raised her hands: "I have seen Taoist Tiansong Taoist priest is so radiant, even better than before."
"Haha, the granddaughter is too praised!" Taoist Tiansong stroked his beard and laughed, showing a friendly look. He was greatly benefited from the beauty's praise.
"Sit down." Wu Wanyun said calmly.
"Yes." Sun Yuru responded obediently and sat next to Li Tianyong, the seat vacated by Yang Guangyuan.
Xiao Yuesheng said nothing and sat directly next to her. Yang Guangyuan made room for another person.
Taoist Priest Tiansong glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, raised his eyebrows, and kept his expression calm, but he was secretly unhappy.
"Master Wu, your sect is really full of talents!" Taoist priest Tiansong stroked his beard and looked at the people in the hall, and said with a smile: "Last time, the big bandits in southern Yunnan were appointed to the head for no reason, and it was all because of the strength of your sect."??The leader sent us to express our thanks. "
Wu Wanyun shook her head lightly: "For people in the martial arts world, it is their duty to punish evil and promote good. Why should the leader of Tianmen be polite?!"
"Haha, that's true." Taoist Master Tiansong chuckled, covering up his embarrassment. This leader Wu spoke indifferently, which really made people embarrassed.
He glanced at everyone and said with a smile: "Zhu Wuyou is a big bandit in southern Yunnan and is extremely difficult to deal with. Are the disciples of your sect okay now?"
"Don't worry, they have recovered." Wu Wanyun said lightly.
He was also very disgusted with Taoist Tiansong. He had a pair of sneaky eyes that made people feel uncomfortable. He could tell at a glance that he had no good intentions.
"Your sect has really done something great. The name of the Yanxia sect has spread all over the world!" Taoist priest Tiansong laughed and said: "Alas When I told the leader, he still didn't believe it and said that with his With the power of your sect, it is absolutely impossible to kill Zhu Wuyou, and I feel aggrieved for your sect!"
Wu Wanyun raised her eyebrows and said with a faint smile: "My Yanxia Sect has always been unknown, no wonder Taoist Master Tianmen thinks so!"
The nameless karma fire in their hearts was ignited, rolling in their chests. They were doubting this, but they were actually showing contempt for the Yanxia Sect!
????????????? There is still reason, the Taishan Sect is the number one sword sect in Shandong, and cannot be offended, otherwise, it will be in a difficult situation and will be annexed soon.
It¡¯s just that their words are really too irritating!
She has a violent temper. Seeing the smiling expression of Taoist Tiansong, her anger keeps rising, one after another, like ocean waves.
After all, he is the leader of a sect and has the city in his heart. She squeezed out a smile and said lightly: "Taoist Master, the Taishan sect's swordsmanship is exquisite and exquisite. I have admired it for a long time. Today is a rare opportunity. Why not let the bad guys follow?" How about we let the high-ranking disciples of your sect learn from each other and let my few bad disciples open their eyes?"
"Oh¡ª¡ª?!" Taoist Master Tiansong looked at her in surprise, and when he saw her cold gaze, he understood something in his heart.
"That's very good!" Taoist Master Tiansong sneered secretly in his heart, nodded and said: "Disciples like me have always been arrogant and arrogant, and don't know the extraordinaryness of others. Let them have a long memory!"
The smile on Wu Wan Yunyu's face faded and she said calmly: "I have four major disciples, let them compete with the senior disciples of your noble sect one by one!"
"Very good!" Taoist Master Tiansong nodded, glanced back at the disciples, and waved his hand.
The four members of Jianchu stood up and bowed their heads: "Please give me more advice!"
Then he sat down, while Jian Chu was still standing. He stepped forward, cupped his fists and said, "Jian Chu, a poor man, can anyone teach me a good idea?"
Jianchu is already middle-aged, with a strong momentum, dazzling eyes, and bulging temples. He is obviously an extraordinary master.
The Yanxia Sect has already figured out the details of this person last time. They know that he is a direct disciple of Tianmen Taoist Priest, and his swordsmanship is as exquisite as that of the Taishan Sect.
Li Tianyong glanced around, then his mind changed, he stood up in a hurry, clasped his fists and raised his hands to Wu Wanyun: "Master, disciple, please fight!"
Wu Wanyun glanced at him with cold eyes and nodded slowly: "Well, go ahead, it's just a discussion, don't hurt anyone!"
"Disciple, obey!" Li Tianyong responded in a deep voice and nodded solemnly.
Jian Chu frowned, and a surge of anger arose in his heart. This man named Wu has such a strong tone! Don't hurt others, is it possible that you are so helpless? !
"The little Yanxia sect is so arrogant. I just wanted to show him a little bit of color, but now it seems that it has to be something powerful!"
Wu Wanyun was convinced that this second disciple had always been prudent and measured in his actions. With him taking the lead, he felt at ease.
"Taoist Master, please go first!" Li Tianyong turned around, cupped his fists and saluted Jianchu, pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and narrowed his eyes, getting brighter and brighter.
"Then I won't be polite!" Jian Chu chuckled, unsheathed his sword, shook the sword, and recalled a brilliant silver sword flower, fully displaying the sword's skill.
Li Tianyong¡¯s eyes narrowed, and his heart sank. He already thought that the opponent¡¯s swordsmanship was good, but he didn¡¯t expect that he was so good. He was afraid that he was a little behind.
But the matter has come to this point, and there is no way to retreat. We can only bite the bullet, move forward bravely, fight with our lives, and find a way out. We must not lose the face of the Yanxia sect, otherwise, our two brothers will risk their lives to fight for nothing. The little bit of fame that came was all wasted.
"Please¡ª!" Li Tianyong said in a deep voice, holding his sword in front of him, his whole body's internal energy surging, his eyes glowing.
Seeing this, Sun Yuru was a little worried. She tilted her head towards Xiao Yuesheng and whispered in a low voice: "Second Senior Brother is going to fight for his life!"
" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, smelling the faint fragrance coming from her hair. This virgin fragrance made people's hearts sway.
Sitting in the yellow pear wood Taishi chair, Wu Wanyun's cold eyes glanced at Sun Yuru and Xiao Yuesheng, and he frowned.
Jian Chu moved his steps, his body turned around Li Tianyong, his long sword stood upright in front of his chest, and his feet moved like a Bagua dragon palm, walking faster and faster.
Li Tianyong raised his sword in front of his chest, his body remained motionless, and he remained unchanged in response to all changes. His eyes were slightly closed, only a gap was exposed, and in the gap, the light was flowing.
"Hi!" Jian Chu's movement skills were like a dragon, and he suddenly drew out his sword and stabbed Li Tianyong in the front, but he didn't bother to attack his back.
Li Tianyong's eyes suddenly opened, his brilliance shined brightly, he twisted his sword with his spiral arm, and with a "ding" sound, the two swords intersected, blocked each other, and then swung apart.
His body remained motionless, except for the fact that his feet were still wandering, without stopping, and continued to wander.
Li Tianyong once again closed his eyes slightly, only a gap was exposed. This was his hands-on experience. It is better to keep your eyes wide open than to scan with the peripheral vision like this. Your field of vision will be wider and your senses will be sharper.
After two laps, Jian Chu's movement was faster and he got closer to him. He seemed to be walking in concentric circles around Li Tianyong, slowly getting closer.
"Hi!" The sword thrust out, like lightning and flint, extremely fast.
"Ding" Li Tianyong's eyes widened sharply, radiating light, and his swords were rotating together. When the two swords collided, the sound became clearer and louder.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? body-shape of the body not stagnates, and if the sword cannot succeed, just draw the sword and walk away.
Li Tianyong, however, took advantage of the situation. He handed over his long sword and stabbed Jian Chu's vest with a "swish" sound. The sword was very fast.
But Jian Chu¡¯s movement was extremely fast. When faced with the long sword, he didn¡¯t care. He continued to move around with his feet, dodging the long sword by a hair¡¯s breadth, and the tip of the sword almost hit him.
Jian Chu sneered, and in the blink of an eye he was behind Li Tianyong. Following his movement, he stabbed out with his long sword, using the power of his movement.
"Ding" Li Tianyong waved his sword to block again.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Li Tianyong's face flushed red, and his face was red, and his eyes were blazing, and he seemed to see the enemy who killed his father.
He could only feel his blood energy fluctuating, and his internal energy seemed to be going out of control. He couldn't help but be secretly shocked by the depth of his internal energy.
"Ah¡ª¡ª!" He looked up to the sky and screamed, with veins sprouting from his neck, like earthworms, which was quite scary.
Sun Yuru turned around hurriedly: "Oh no, the second senior brother is really going to fight hard this time!"
"Go and stop him!" Xiao Yuesheng whispered.
"But" Sun Yuru glanced at her master and saw her face as heavy as water, staring at the second senior brother closely but making no move, and felt hesitant in her heart.
She turned her head and looked at Xiao Yuesheng with her bright eyes: "Master, she?"
"Your master is confused, go and stop her!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted, his face as dark as water, and said coldly.
Sun Yuru was hesitant. In such a situation, if he blocked it rashly, it would be really abrupt and presumptuous, give people a sense of lack of etiquette, and bring discredit to the Yanxia Sect.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, smiled, and said no more.
Taoist Priest Tiansong looked at Wu Wanyun and saw that she was silent. He sneered in his heart and did not stop her. He deliberately wanted to give the Yanxia sect a good look, so that they would not be ignorant and too arrogant.
Li Tianyong¡¯s face flushed, and his body seemed to be a little taller. He thrust his sword fiercely and stabbed straight, making a sharp "chi" sound, like the sound of tearing cloth.
When Jian Chu saw his formation, he was well prepared. When he saw his thrust coming, he turned sideways to avoid it, moved forward with his feet, and stabbed back with his sword.
Li Tianyong did not dodge and stabbed him on the left side of the chest.
Jian Chu's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that Li Tianyong would risk his life. Even if he was stabbed, he would not be able to avoid the sword and die together.
In desperation, I could only withdraw my sword to avoid it.
??The two of them stabbed each other with a sword, and each of them avoided it, but they were helpless against the other. Jian Chu kept wandering around, but Li Tianyong was determined not to move. The two of them moved and fell silent, and a stalemate broke out.
Seeing this situation, Taoist Master Tiansong coughed slightly, which was quite loud in the silent hall.
When Jianchu heard this, he glanced at Taoist Tiansong and understood in his heart that his uncle was reminding him to fight quickly.
This Li Tianyong is indeed difficult to deal with. I wanted to fight quickly, but he unknowingly delayed him for so long. If word spreads, it will be enough to make the Yanxia Sect famous!
Thinking of this, he was no longer polite, and his sword technique suddenly changed, becoming swift and brisk, like a stream flowing happily down the mountain.
Li Tianyong stabbed out with one sword, and the opponent had already drawn three swords. In this way, there was a huge difference between superior and inferior.
"Chichichi" three swords came out at the same time. Li Tianyong raised his swords to meet each other, but only blocked one, and the other two swords all fell on him.
He was hit by swords on his left shoulder and right shoulder at the same time. With a "clang" sound, the sword fell to the ground and blood gushed out.
Sun Yuru didn¡¯t see the situationMiao, floated out, pouted her lips, and pointed her parallel fingers like swords, quickly tapping the acupuncture point near his shoulder to stop the bleeding, and then took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, opened the porcelain bottle and poured out some white powder on the wound.
It seems that she was caused by the defeat of the second senior brother. In fact, she had other thoughts in her heart, but she was blaming herself for not listening to Mr. Xiao and not making a decisive decision. Otherwise, the second senior brother would not be hurt. She is such a stupid girl!
"Second Senior Brother, go back!" She gently supported Li Tianyong, turned around and left without even looking at Jian Chu.
Jian Chu¡¯s face froze, but he still followed the etiquette, maintaining his grand demeanor, and said: ¡°Concession!¡±
Li Tianyong's face is pale. He just used the method of stimulating his potential. Now that he has dissipated his energy, his whole body is filled with blood and energy. His whole body is empty and weak, and his face is as white as snow.
"Master, I'm ashamed, my disciple has been disgraced!" Li Tianyong didn't move, he broke away from Sun Yuru's hand, turned around and said to Wu Wanyun.
Wu Wanyun¡¯s face was as dark as water, she waved her hands and said calmly: ¡°My skills are not as good as others, there¡¯s nothing to say, just work hard in the future!¡±
"Yes, disciple, please follow the instructions!" Li Tianyong bowed and nodded, his arms hanging down, unable to bend, making it difficult to clasp his fists in salute.
"Haha, Li Shaoxia, is the injury on your arm serious?" Taoist Master Tiansong stroked his beard and smiled, shook his head, turned around and glared at Jianchu: "Jianchu, nephew, we are competing, why should we be too serious? You are too harsh. !¡±
"Yes, I understand my mistake!" Jianji bowed, then raised his fist to Li Tianyong: "Young Master Li, I'm sorry!"
Li Tianyong gritted his teeth, his face became even paler, but he tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and said slowly: "The sword has no eyes, so it is inevitable that there will be mistakes It is because my skills are not as good as others, no wonder the Taoist!"
Sun Yuru glared at Jian Chu with hatred, her teeth clenched, and her heart was filled with anger. She let go of Li Tianyong's hand, tiptoed, and rushed to Jian Chu: "Taoist priest, this little girl has learned a great trick!"
Jian Chu was startled, looked at Sun Yuru, and then turned to look at Wu Wanyun. He hesitated, shook his head, but smiled and said nothing, took two steps back, and wanted to return to his seat.
"Wait a minute!" Sun Yuru swayed and blocked his way: "Does the Taoist think that this little girl is not worthy of your action?!"
"I don't dare." Jian Chu shook his head and chuckled: "Uncle Master said before that each of us will compete once. I have already competed. It's the next Junior Brother's turn."
Sun Yuru frowned and turned to look at Wu Wanyun.
Wu Wanyun nodded lightly: "Yu Ru, you should compete with the next Taoist priest to avoid the suspicion of a wheel battle!"
Sun Yuru nodded in agreement and glared at Jianchu bitterly.
Jian Chu shook his head and smiled, too lazy to be familiar with a woman. Besides, she was still a young and beautiful woman.
No one in the Taishan Sect moved, everyone was as steady as Mount Tai, motionless.
"None of them want to fight with a woman. If they win, they should, but if they lose, they will be laughed at."
Taoist Priest Tiansong stroked his long beard, glanced at the crowd, and said slowly: "Jianren, come and compete with Sun Xia."
"Yes!" A young Taoist priest stood up and bowed to Taoist Tiansong, his handsome face showing reluctance.
Although he is young, he is of considerable seniority and extremely talented. He is a rising star of the Taishan Sect, so he naturally carries a bit of arrogance.
With his sword-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes, his heroic figure and his sparkling eyes, he is extremely attractive to women.
"But the disciples in the Yanxia Sect are all handsome men and beautiful women. Sun Yuru didn't feel anything strange. She just glanced at him lightly, still angry in her heart, and wanted to teach him a lesson.
"Sun Xia, please¡ª¡ª!" Jianren clasped his fists and pressed the hilt of his sword.
Sun Yuru pursed her plump red lips tightly and uttered one word with all her strength: "Please¡ª¡ª!"
Seeing that she looked unkind, Jianren was wary, don't capsize in the gutter and lose to a woman, otherwise he would be shameless in public!
Sun Yuru drew his sword, stepped forward, took a step forward, and stabbed out lightly, quickly and lightly. With a flash of sword light, he was already in front of him.
Jianren was shocked and caught off guard. He thought he was being polite first, but he didn't expect to use such a killer directly, almost like a sneak attack.
When his mind was spinning, he made an iron bridge.
Sun Yuru slowed down her steps, stopped in front of him, retracted her sword, lightly jumped back, and said calmly: "You have to be careful!"
Jianren looked a little embarrassed, angry in his heart, his handsome face flushed, and his eyes sparkling.
He no longer cares about the fact that his opponent is a beautiful woman, he puts away his love for her, he must defeat her, otherwise, she will not think highly of him!
"Sun Yuxia must also be careful!" He thrust out his sword, as sharp as an arrow, with an extraordinary aura. The light of the sword directly enveloped Sun Yuru,Showing no mercy is already a superb swordsmanship.
Sun Yuru took a step back slightly, raised his sword in his hand, and struck his opponent's sword at an angle.
The disciples of the Yanxia Sect in the field were moved in their hearts and secretly shouted, "This move again!"
They have already seen the power of this move. It is almost invincible. They have all been defeated by this move.
Li Tianyong was especially excited, his body was trembling slightly. The frustration in his heart was indescribable. If Sun Yuru still couldn't win, he would go crazy with it.
With a crisp "ding" sound, Jianren's figure froze and his long sword swung up.
Sun Yuru was very familiar with it. He took a step forward, probed with his long sword, and stabbed out with a "chi" sound.
Jianren saw her stabbing with the long sword and wanted to move away, but the strange internal force on the sword rushed into his body. The internal force stagnated for a while, and he was unable to avoid it. As he watched, his right shoulder felt a slight pain, like Got bitten by a mosquito.
"Access!" Sun Yuru stepped back, returned the sword to its sheath, and saluted with cupped fists.
Blood gushed out from Jianren's right shoulder. Jianchu rushed out, applied acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, sprinkled wound medicine on it, and turned to look at Sun Yuru.
Sun Yuru had already floated back to her seat with a faint smile on her face.
Jian Chu was angry. This Sun Yuru was obviously hurting someone intentionally to get revenge for hurting her second senior brother just now!
Taoist Priest Tiansong¡¯s face darkened for a moment, then returned to normal, stroking his beard and smiling: ¡°Master Wu, I didn¡¯t expect Gao Zu¡¯s swordsmanship to be so exquisite!¡±
"A child's family has a weak swordsmanship, so it's a joke." Wu Wanyun said lightly, with a smile on her cold jade face.
Taoist Priest Tiansong became angrier in his heart, but he smiled on his face: "Master Wu is so humble!"
He waved his hand, and another disciple stood up. He was about twenty-five or six years old, with an ordinary appearance, a dull face, and a calm demeanor. He cupped his fists and saluted: "Young man Yi Yang, please learn a great trick!"
Yang Guangyuan stood up and saluted Wu Wanyun: "Master, disciple, please fight."
"Go ahead and be careful." Wu Wanyun waved her hand and gave a calm instruction, looking at him deeply with a cold gaze.
"Disciple understands!" Yang Guangyuan nodded heavily.
He understood the look in his master's eyes, and he only wanted to defend himself, without hurting the enemy or seeking victory.
The other person is also a calm person. The fight between the two is like a sparring match. Yang Guangyuan only defends but does not attack. The opponent also lacks the intention to attack and looks dull and boring.
"Yuru, this person is in danger, let your fourth junior brother admit defeat as soon as possible!" Xiao Yuesheng whispered in Sun Yuru's ear.
Sun Yuru turned to look at him, but saw that his face was as dark as water.
Sun Yuru smiled bitterly. She desperately wanted to do it, but Mr. Xiao acted without any scruples. He always made herself do things that she clearly couldn't do. She shook her head: "Fourth Junior Brother will not listen!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said no more.
Yang Guangyuan's heart gradually relaxed. Even in the Taishan sect, not everyone is a master, and there are always differences in academic skills.
"Brother, be careful!" Sun Yuru shouted suddenly.
Yang Guangyuan was surprised when he heard this, but felt a chill in his lower abdomen. He lowered his head and saw a sword piercing his abdomen. A slight chill surged out of his lower abdomen and reached his whole body. His body's strength seemed to be frozen and he wanted to move. Feeling weak.
He shook his head, and there was a sincere face in front of him.
"I'm sorry, I missed!" The young man held his fists apologetically, still calm and calm, not showing any panic, he took a few steps back and sat among the people of the Taishan Sect.
Du Wenxiu and Sun Yuru both rushed over. Li Tianyong wanted to move, but felt pain in his shoulders and couldn't move. He could only watch eagerly.
"Fourth Junior Brother! Fourth Junior Brother!" Sun Yuru held his shoulders, supported him, and called urgently with a soft tone.
"Third Senior Sister, am I going to die?" Yang Guangyuan looked at her with distracted eyes, his eyes full of reluctance, and he murmured.
"No! No way!" Sun Yuru shook her head, pursed her lips tightly, shook her head vigorously, turned around and shouted loudly: "Mr. Xiao! Mr. Xiao!"
Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly walked over and said in a deep voice: "Put him down flat and put him down slowly! Use Yin energy! Seal him Guanyuan! Shimen! Zhongji! Shenque and Tianshu!"
Without hesitation, Sun Yuru used the parallel fingers of her right hand to form a sword and quickly pointed at the big point he mentioned.
He turned to Du Wenxiu and said: "Miss Du, you can also help, Yang Jin, Laogong, Quze, Tianquan, Yufu, Lingxu, Youmen!"
Du Wenxiu glanced at him with cold eyes, nodded, and pointed at the big points he mentioned with her parallel fingers like swords.
Yang Guangyuan suddenly passed out, motionless, his face was as pale as snow, and he looked quite scary.
Taoist Master Tiansong stroked his beard and shook his head, smiling bitterly: "Alas, Master Wu, I¡¯m ashamed, my apprentice¡¯s martial arts skills are so poor that I can¡¯t control the sword! "
Wu Wanyun sneered: "It's nothing, it's just that the bad apprentice is not good at learning!"
After she finished speaking, she no longer looked at Tiansong. Although she did not leave her seat, her eyes were fixed on Xiao Yuesheng and the others. Her hands were holding on to the pear wood armrest, sinking half an inch into it.
"Yang Jin, seal his Zhangmen and Chongmen!" Xiao Yuesheng said lightly.
Du Wenxiu responded quickly, then turned to look at him.
Xiao Yuesheng breathed a sigh of relief, pressed his chest, as if feeling his heartbeat, and nodded: "It's okay!"
"Is this enough?" Sun Yuru seemed to be in disbelief. She looked at the long sword stuck in his abdomen and was frightened.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said warmly: "To draw the sword now, you need to be gentleit's better for Miss Du to do it!"
Du Wenxiu nodded quietly and slowly touched the hilt of the sword with his right hand.
"Slowly, gently." Xiao Yuesheng pressed down with both hands.
Du Wenxiu nodded, and gently exhaled Qingyun Kung in his right hand, as gentle as the spring breeze. The long sword moved slowly, covered with blood. Sun Yuru turned her head and stared at Taoist Yiyang with her bright eyes.
Taoist Yiyang looked straight at her, his face as dull as usual, his expression unmoving, as calm as a mountain, with a look of no guilt, and he nodded towards her.
Sun Yuru bit her lower lip tightly, her teeth almost biting into her plump lips, her eyes spitting fire, wanting to burn him away.
"Huh?" Du Wenxiu said softly, and Sun Yuru hurriedly turned around.
The long sword has been completely pulled out, and the sword body is covered with blood, but there is no blood coming out of the wound on the abdomen.
This is really contrary to common sense. Du Wenxiu and Sun Yuru looked at each other and looked at Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned and said solemnly: "He needs to be nursed back to health carefully, and he cannot use forceif it breaks, there will be no way to recover!"
"Don't worry, sir!" Sun Yuru nodded heavily and waved, and Xiaojian ran over: "Xiaojian, go get a stretcher!"
Xiaojian nodded and hurried out.
Du Wenxiu stared at Yang Guangyuan thoughtfully. Her medical skills were extremely high, otherwise, she would not have saved Xiao Yuesheng with a single shot.
She was thinking about why she clicked on these acupoints. It was incredible that such a serious injury could stop the bleeding.
" In a daze, Xiaojian had already run back, and there was another handsome young man, who was also a disciple of the Yanxia Sect.
The two men lifted Yang Guangyuan and slowly sent him out of the hall.
Sun Yuru and Xiao Yuesheng also followed out.
"Sir, it's all my fault!" Sun Yuru and Xiao Yuesheng walked at the end, sighing softly and pouting their soft lips.
There are blood stains on the lower lip, and there are two faint tooth marks, which were bitten by her just now.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, knowing what she meant, and smiled: "Forget it!"
Sun Yuru shook her head and bit her lower lip: "If I had been firmer, the fourth junior brother would not have been injured, and the second senior brother would not have been injured either!"
"How can we do whatever we want in this world?" Xiao Yuesheng patted her thin shoulder and comforted her in a warm voice: "They are alive and well. It's not a big deal if they get a little injured."
Sun Yuru bit her lower lip and pouted, still complaining that she was indecisive and lacked courage. If she were the senior sister, she would definitely not hesitate!
Xiao Yuesheng's small courtyard is still there, and the furnishings inside are the same as before. The two placed Yang Guangyuan in place and went to the pavilion in the small courtyard.
Listening to the rustling of the bamboo forest, Sun Yuru hummed: "These people from the Taishan Sect have no good intentions at all!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "The big sects are always a little arrogant. How can we allow ordinary small sects to challenge their majesty?"
Sun Yuru picked up the teapot, filled it for him, handed it to him with both hands, and sighed: "This time, we have formed a relationship with the Taishan Sect!"
"Yes, you are in big trouble!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded.
The two of them were talking when they suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. Xiaojian hurried in and shouted: "Third Senior Sister, Mr. Xiao, something bad is going on!"
Sun Yuru glared at him with bright round eyes and said angrily: "Why are you panic?! Speak slowly!"
"Yes!" Xiaojian took a deep breath, smoothed it out, and said, "Senior Sister disabled the martial arts of the man just now!"
"Huh¡ª¡ª?!" Sun Yuru stood up and said hurriedly: "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
Xiaojian's eyes shone, and he said passionately and quickly: "When I entered the hall just now, the senior sister had been in a daze. Suddenly, she jumped in front of the man. Without saying a word, she directly drew her sword, and the two of them The fight started."
Sun Yuru wrinkled her nose and showed disdain:"Hmph! Can he beat Senior Sister?!"
"Of course he can't beat Senior Sister!" Xiaojian waved his hand vigorously and said passionately: "He was forced by Senior Sister to the point where he could only parry and had no ability to fight back!"
Sun Yuru nodded: "This is right!"
Xiaojian continued: "That day, Taoist Song was so shameless that when he saw that the situation was not going well, he flew over and tried to rescue him!"
"It's so shameless!" Sun Yuru's round eyes widened and she snorted angrily: "You're from a famous family!"
He was bullied and laughed in the martial arts. Those who did not do their own status did not do it.
"Humph, it's useless for him to attack!" Xiaojian sneered, raised his head, and said in an passionate tone: "Senior Sister moved the Luoxia Sword, and even the old Taoist Tiansong struck with her, forcing the old Taoist to parry, unable to do anything. Rescue!"
"You should show him how powerful he is!" Sun Yuru clapped her hands hard and nodded in relief.
"How can that Taoist priest withstand the Luoxia Sword?!" Xiaojian snorted disdainfully: "His wrist was stabbed by the senior sister, which directly disabled his hand tendons. In this life don't expect to hold a sword again!"
"Well done!" Sun Yuru clapped her hands, remembering that when she glared at that person just now, the person's expression remained unchanged and he didn't take it seriously at all. It seemed that killing the Fourth Junior Brother was like trampling an ant to death and was not worth mentioning.
At that time, she wished she could kill him with one sword.
Xiao Yuesheng was silent.
"Then what? What happens after you kill him?" Sun Yuru asked again.
Xiao Jian chuckled and said, "You didn't see Old Taoist Song's face that day, Third Senior Sister. It was green for a while, white for a while, white for a while, green for a while, and it changed over and over again, but it was wonderful!"
"He didn't get angry and start a fight with the master?!" Sun Yuru asked with a smile.
"No" Xiaojian shook his head and sneered: "He was a coward, and he left in despair!"
"These stinky guys are just here to fight!" Sun Yuru cursed angrily.
Seeing Xiao Yuesheng thoughtful, Sun Yuru tilted her head and asked, "What are you thinking about, sir?"
"Alas you Yanxia Sect are in big trouble!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head.
"Humph, if the soldiers come to block it, if the water comes and the soil comes, it's not a big deal!" Sun Yuru knew what he was referring to, and hummed sweetly with her tall chest raised.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head. She didn't know how powerful a famous sect was. The small Yanxia sect could be wiped out with just a few clicks.
Seeing Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s frown, Sun Yuru said softly: ¡°Sir, don¡¯t worry, we are not fools, we just don¡¯t go out!¡±
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said nothing more.
The night is like water, with the bright moon hanging high and stars dotted.
In the small valley where Xiao Yuesheng lived, the clear lake water reflected the bright moon in the sky, insects chirped softly, and the entire valley was quiet and hazy.
Xiao Yuesheng was rehearsing the Nine Turns of Tendon Movement by the lake outside the house. He suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, stopped his movements, turned around and smiled: "Miss Wu came here at night, what do you think?"
Under the watery moonlight, Wu Wanyun's white skirt was fluttering, curling up, and her eyes were like autumn water, falling on his face.
He was graceful and graceful, carrying a faint fragrance, and came to Xiao Yuesheng. He glanced at him, and without saying a word, he sat down next to him, with the green grass like a blanket. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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