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- Chapter 347 Qingfeng
" Xiao Yuesheng nodded with an expression of approval. Du Wenxiu seemed indifferent and indifferent to everything, but he was clear-minded and could see everything clearly.
"Sister, we still have to practice." Sun Yuru said softly.
Du Wenxiu glanced at her and said calmly: "Find a place where no one is around, where you can practice your martial arts and be on guard at the same time."
Being swept away by her cold gaze, Sun Yuru immediately stopped talking and nodded.
She turned to Xiao Yuesheng, with a smile on her beautiful face, and asked Yingying: "Sir, what else should we learn?"
Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment, lost in thought, and raised his eyes to look at the two of them from time to time.
He seemed to grit his teeth, shook his head and sighed: "Alas In this case, I can only teach you one set of swordsmanship!"
"Is this true?" Sun Yuru was immediately overjoyed, her bright eyes widened, and asked: "Sir, do you really want to teach us swordsmanship?"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, as if helpless: "As of now, this is the only way it can be."
Sun Yuru asked eagerly: "Sir's swordsmanship is exquisite. I wonder what kind of swordsmanship is taught to us?"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "My swordsmanship is actually very ordinary. I just have good eyesight and can see things in front of others."
"Hehe, sir, you are so humble!" Sun Yuru smiled and shook her head, overjoyed.
Du Wenxiu remained as cold as ever, frowning and pondering for a moment, looking at him and shaking his head: "Sir, how can this be done?!"
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and smiled: "I am a useless person. It would be a pity if this set of swordsmanship I created does not spread to others."
"Sir, your own sword technique?" Sun Yuru widened his eyes curiously and asked, "What is the name of the sword technique?"
"Just call it Qingfeng Sword." Xiao Yuesheng said casually.
Sun Yuru blinked her big eyes and said with a smile: "Although it is a bit vulgar, it still sounds good. Please teach us quickly!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded. Sun Yuru looked gentle and spoke slowly, but had a quick temper.
He took a step forward, and when he passed by her, he gently moved his right hand and drew her sword into his hand.
Sun Yuru blinked her round eyes, looked at the scabbard on her waist, and then glanced at the long sword in Xiao Yuesheng's hand. She was extremely confused. Why did she see his movements, and why he couldn't dodge because his shots were not fast? !
"Qingfeng Sword requires you to understand its sword meaning. When you have time, go to the mountain and take a look at the posture of the wind. You will surely understand this sword technique." Xiao Yuesheng said lightly, swinging the long sword in his hand, lightly The spirit is soothing, as gentle as the breeze blowing on the face, without the slightest intention to kill.
He originally had an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure, but when he used the Qingfeng Sword, he suddenly changed. His whole body seemed to be filled with a layer of clouds, elegant and unrestrained, and his posture was dignified and solemn, just like an ancient immortal dancing with a sword.
The two women stared blankly, unaware of where they were. When Xiao Yuesheng put away his sword and stood up, they looked around with confused expressions.
The two of them felt that they were floating upward with a gust of breeze, and they didn't know where their souls were, or when they were.
"What a beautiful swordsmanship!" Sun Yuru let out a long sigh, her beautiful face still showing a look of obsession, her soul still lingering.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled, and with a flick of his finger, a clear "zheng" sound was heard, like the sound of a dragon roaring, soaring into the sky.
The bodies of the two women trembled, as if they had been struck by lightning. Their souls returned to their original places instantly, and their minds became clear, as if they had been bathed in a hot spring.
"I will practice it twice more. How much you can learn depends on your own luck!" Xiao Yuesheng said lightly, stood up and raised the sword again.
This time, the two women did not dare to be distracted anymore and watched intently. Each move was as gentle as the wind. Each sword stabbed out, as if it was supported by the wind. It was elegant and unrestrained. Even if they concentrated their energy and frightened their minds, Sun Yuru and Du Wenxiu would still inevitably have a fight. Absence.
Xiao Yuesheng ignored the two of them and just practiced his sword skills on his own. After doing it once, he collected his breath for a while and practiced again.
"Xiao Yuesheng stopped the sword, formed a sword with the parallel fingers of his left hand, and gently wiped the sword body: "I am using the Qingfeng Sword. It is much less powerful. Its subtlety lies in the movement of internal force."
"Sir, let's give it a try!" Sun Yuru jumped out and shouted softly.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "Okay!"
Du Wenxiu threw the long sword, and Sun Yuru caught it with his hand. He shook the sword, extended his arms and stabbed lightly, humming softly: "Take my move with the Luoxia Sword!"
A ball of silver light flashed in front of her. She used this most powerful sword technique without any scruples, knowing that it would not be difficult for Mr. Xiao.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and took a step forward, as if a gust of wind had drifted past and swayed to her side, and he raised his sword?It was like a spring breeze blowing by, silently and without any anger.
The tip of the sword suddenly broke into the silver light, just like adding a bowl of cold water to boiling water. Instead of rising, the light shrank, and finally the novice became invisible, revealing her sword.
The two swords intersected, and there was a "ding" sound, a clear and sweet sound. Sun Yuru staggered back, her face flushed, and she stared at Xiao Yuesheng.
Du Wenxiu stared at Xiao Yuesheng closely. She could clearly see the sword strike just now. There was nothing mysterious at all. It was simple and leisurely, but just right.
However, this sword stabbed directly into Sun Yuru's long sword, which is a bit mysterious. When outsiders looked at her sword, there was only a silver glow, and they could not clearly see the reality of the sword shadow.
Even if you know the Luoxia Sword Technique, when faced with another person using this sword technique, you can only use it head-on. Using the Luoxia Sword Technique against the Luoxia Sword Technique cannot break it.
Although my martial arts is better than that of the third junior sister, if I can defeat this Luoxia Sword Technique, I have no other way but to use the Luoxia Sword Technique to respond.
She never thought that the Luoxia sword technique could be broken so easily.
"Excellent swordsmanship, take another move from me!" Sun Yuru was even more astonished in her heart, she let out a squeal, swung her long sword, and silver light flashed in front of her again.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly, swayed, stepped in front of her left again, and stabbed out with a sword, light and elegant, without any trace of fireworks.
"Ding!" In the crisp sound of "ding", Sun Yuru's delicate body staggered, thumping, thumping, and took four steps back.
"Sir, how did you break it?!" She opened her round eyes in disbelief and asked softly.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and didn't say much. He just said: "Once you have learned the Qingfeng Sword, you will naturally know how to break it."
Sun Yuru nodded, urging them impatiently, and quickly taught them the Qingfeng Sword. This sword technique is exquisite and indescribable, and it looks beautiful when danced. It is the most wonderful thing.
Both of them are extremely qualified. Although Sun Yuru is inferior to senior sister Du Wenxiu, she is by no means stupid. On the contrary, she is far more intelligent than ordinary people.
It¡¯s just that Du Wenxiu is extremely talented and amazing, which is rare to see in a hundred years, so she feels like a bright star beside the bright moon.
When Xiao Yuesheng taught, the language was easy to understand, the explanations were profound, and the analysis was profound.
Du Wenxiu's eyes sparkled from time to time, and her excitement became more and more intense. Xiao Yuesheng's occasional words, in her ears, were like a breeze blowing away the darkness, and the vague understandings were suddenly clearly visible, confirming each other. His understanding of martial arts has risen to a new level.
She feels every word. Listening to your words is better than ten years of reading. She often thought they were flattering words, but now she has a deep understanding of them. The so-called pearls are like pearls. She concentrates on them and abandons everything. Distracted thoughts, everything around him was discarded, and there was only Xiao Yuesheng in the world in front of him. He spoke eloquently, like a bronze bell, and every word was heard.
In the evening, the two of them returned to the Yanxia Sect and went to the Yanxia Pavilion to meet their master Wu Wanyun.
As soon as he entered, Wu Wanyun was sitting upright in the yellow pear wood Taishi chair. He waved his hands casually, indicating that there was no need to be polite. He glanced at the two of them, pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Seeing that you are so happy, there must be something good for you. Let's talk about it and give it a try." The teacher is happy."
"Master, Mr. Xiao is teaching us swordsmanship today!" Sun Yuru couldn't hold the words in her heart and blurted out, her brows overflowing with joy.
Wu Wanyun smiled and pondered for a moment: "Is it possible that the sword technique is more exquisite than Luoxia's?!"
"That's natural!" Sun Yuru nodded naturally, raised his head, raised his neck, and said with a smile: "This set of Qingfeng Sword Technique can defeat our Luoxia Sword Technique!"
¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?!¡± Wu Wanyun¡¯s white jade-like face faded into a smile, and she looked at Du Wenxiu with a solemn expression.
"What Third Junior Sister said is true." Wu Wanyun nodded lightly.
Wu Wanyun hummed: "He is so generous to teach such swordsmanship to you!"
Sun Yuru looked at the master and then at the senior sister. She was puzzled. This was a rare good thing. Why did the master seem unhappy? From his appearance, it was not Mr. Xiao who was passing on the sword technique, but the sword to Mr. Xiao. Fa, it¡¯s like suffering a big loss.
She has no breasts, and what she thinks in her heart is directly reflected on her beautiful face.
Wu Wanyun glanced at the three disciples and said hurriedly: "You guys can use it for a while, and then let me see the power as a teacher."
"I'll do it, I'll do it!" Sun Yuru said hurriedly, pressing her hand on the hilt of the sword, taking a step forward, looking up at Wu Wanyun, and said with a smile: "Master, please advise!"
"Okay." Wu Wanyun pursed her lips and chuckled. It had been a long time since she personally instructed her disciples to practice Kung Fu. This matter had been taken care of by the eldest disciple Du Wenxiu.
Get up and leave the Huangli Mu Ti Shi chair, sting the steps, step into the last step, the body jumps up, and the dance flys for nine days.Soaring into the sky, she flew towards her diagonally, and the long sword was like a rainbow, piercing her chest without mercy.
This sword is light and elegant. It is not the most exquisite Luoxia Sword Technique of the Yanxia Sect, but the Feiyun Sword Technique. Sun Yuru has been unable to practice the Luoxia Sword Technique because of his lack of proficiency in the Feiyun Sword Technique.
This sword reveals the essence of Feiyun's swordsmanship. It is full of energy and spirit, with no flaws at all.
"Master, I'm offended!" Sun Yuru shouted softly, twisting her waist and stepping forward, the long sword vibrated, and a silver light suddenly appeared in front of her, which turned out to be the Luoxia Sword Technique.
In her opinion, to deal with Feiyun Sword Technique, Luoxia Sword Technique is enough, and there is no need for Qingfeng Sword Technique!
The silver glow skyrocketed and the brilliance spread, forming a sea of ??light that swept toward Wu Wanyun.
Wu Wanyun is very familiar with the Luoxia Sword Technique. Her heart skips a beat, she taps her toes, her clothes flutter, her delicate body floats up, as light as a feather, and instantly floats more than ten feet away.
She is very familiar with the power of the Luoxia Sword Technique and knows that no one within a foot can match it. The only way to avoid its sharpness is to avoid it.
Dots of brilliance surrounded Sun Yuru, like countless fireflies flying around her, beautiful and moving.
"What a swordsmanship!" Wu Wanyun praised, and with a strong kick, he shot out like an angry arrow, and instantly arrived in front of her. The silver light flashed in front of him and condensed into a ball of silver light.
Sun Yuru's beautiful face showed a smile, the master was using the other person's way to repay the other person's body, and the Luoxia Sword Technique was used.
She was waiting for this sword, and said with a sweet smile: "Master, look at my Qingfeng Sword Technique!"
The body floated, sliding along a diagonal trajectory to Wu Wanyun's side, giving people a sense of elegance. The long sword was raised and stabbed softly.
Wu Wanyun smiled softly, the sword thrust was powerless, soft and weak, and not something to be afraid of.
The silver light surged, forming a curtain of light between her and Sun Yuru, spreading outwards, trying to draw Sun Yuru in.
??Wu Wanyun was pouting and smiling, feeling proud, when a cold light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, like a star in the night.
Suddenly, she realized something was wrong, and hurriedly turned around to withdraw her sword. The light curtain dispersed, and she withdrew her sword in time to block the sword in front of her throat.
She didn't know when and how this sword was struck. She originally thought that the Luoxia Sword Technique would unfold and form a sword net, dense and dense, like a fish net. It seemed thin, but it was extremely flexible, even if water was poured on it. Can't get in either.
This sword stabbed, but no one noticed it, it was really weird!
Sun Yuru stepped back slightly, sheathed the sword and said with a smile: "Master, this is the Qingfeng Sword Technique. It is traceless and traceless, like an antelope hanging its horns. How about it?"
"Good swordsmanship!" Wu Wanyun nodded and thought attentively. The situation just now seemed to suddenly appear in front of her eyes. Why didn't she notice it before? !
While she was concentrating on thinking, Sun Yuru came to her and said in a coquettish tone: "Master, I have just learned the Qingfeng Sword, and the fire level is still far away If Senior Sister comes to use it, it will be several times more powerful than me. !¡±
"Yes." Wu Wanyun nodded and glanced at Du Wenxiu absentmindedly, still concentrating on the Qingfeng Sword move just now.
Sun Yuru has no city in her heart, but she is not stupid, on the contrary, she is extremely smart. When she sees something, she knows ten. She turned her bright eyes and asked in a sweet voice: "Master, are you thinking about the sword I just made?"
"Well, this sword is really good." Wu Wanyun nodded absently.
Sun Yuru shook her head and said: "Master, don't think about it. This is the subtlety of Qingfeng Sword Technique. If you don't understand the secret, no matter how smart you are, you won't be able to figure it out."
¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?¡± Wu Wanyun looked up at her.
Sun Yuru said: "The key to this sword is footwork Master, you try another move and I will demonstrate it."
Wu Wanyun shook her head and waved her hand: "Forget it! This is the swordsmanship passed down to you by Xiao Guanlan. Don't pass it on to outsiders without his permission!"
"Why is Master an outsider?!" Sun Yuru asked in surprise, her bright eyes widening with a puzzled look on her face.
Wu Wanyun rolled her eyes at her and hummed: "To him, I am an outsider!"
Sun Yuru said softly: "But Mr. Xiao has clearly said that if Master asks, there is no need to hide it"
"He said that?!" Wu Wanyun raised her slender eyebrows.
Wu Wanyun didn¡¯t see the senior sister winking at her, nodded, and said honestly: ¡°Mr. said it himself.¡±
"Hey, what a loud tone!" Wu Wanyun showed an annoyed look, biting her pink lower lip with her white teeth.
Sun Yuru looked at the master with a puzzled expression, then turned to look at senior sister Du Wenxiu, wondering what happened to the master.
Du Wenxiu glared at herHe rolled his eyes and shook his head slightly.
Sun Yuru shut her mouth, knowing that it was not appropriate to speak at this time, so she could only wait for an opportunity to ask Senior Sister the reason.
Wu Wanyun's eyes were blurred, and the colors on her jade face kept changing. She finally breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes firm, as if she had driven away endless worries.
She looked at Du Wenxiu and said calmly: "You two should practice well and don't let this swordsmanship down."
"Yes, Master!" The two of them clasped their fists together and bowed in response.
Xiao Yuesheng sat cross-legged at the west end of the small lake, looking up at the sky, in a daze.
The sky is as dark as ink, with a bright moon hanging high in the sky, and countless stars flashing around. A breeze blows through the green grass in front of the valley, forming green waves.
The moonlight was like water, so Xiao Yuesheng bathed in the water and looked up at the sky.
Wu Wanyun came stepping on the moon, her clothes fluttering, as light as a shadow, quiet and elegant, like a fairy arriving from the dust.
Xiao Yuesheng reluctantly looked away, lowered his head, and looked at Wu Wanyun. When he looked at the night sky, his mind was in harmony with the sky, and there seemed to be a vague restlessness in his body, if it was there or not, it was extremely mysterious and unpredictable.
This feeling was really wonderful. He wished he could stay immersed in this mysterious feeling, but there were always people coming to disturb him.
"Are you here?" Xiao Yuesheng said lightly, falling behind him and lying on his back on the green grass, looking back into the dark night.
Wu Wanyun sat down with her legs slanted side by side, her chest lifted and her waist bent, forming an "S" curve. Her posture was elegant and graceful, which made people's hearts beat.
"Thank you very much." She said quietly.
Xiao Yuesheng folded his arms together and put them under his head. He looked at the bright moon in the sky and smiled silently.
Wu Wanyun did not make a sound. The valley was quiet, and the chirping of insects could not be heard at all. It was already dark and they had rested.
After a while, Wu Wanyun sighed quietly, looked up at the sky, and said in a daze: "Do you think we can really resist the Taishan Sect?"
Xiao Yuesheng tilted his head and glanced at her. Her eyelashes were long and graceful. They opened and closed them gently, as if they could draw away people's souls.
"Can you?" She lowered her head and looked at Xiao Yuesheng.
"Yeah." Xiao Yuesheng turned away and nodded calmly.
Wu Wanyun shook her head and said calmly: "You are deceiving yourself! We can't resist the Taishan Sect!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly: "I can do it if I say it can!"
Wu Wanyun stared at him blankly, shook her head, and showed a look of disbelief. Although his swordsmanship was exquisite, it was difficult for him to do anything without internal strength.
" Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he saw the worry and disbelief in her eyes. He thought about it for a long time, but didn't say much, and just smiled faintly.
For him, it is too simple to protect the Yanxia Sect. He only needs to set up a formation to protect them. No matter how capable the Taishan Sect is, they will not be able to break in.
"But, if I can protect them for a while, will I be able to protect them for the rest of my life?" !
Moreover, it is difficult for them to achieve anything under their own wings. This is an excellent opportunity to sharpen them. Although some people may die, it can be blamed on their luck. Life and death are determined by fate. .
What¡¯s more, as soon as his formation comes out, his identity will be exposed. The Taishan Sect will understand it immediately, and the Yanxia Sect will also understand it.
He is rarely at peace now. No one knows him. He wants to quietly think about the abnormality in his body, but he really doesn¡¯t want anyone to know his identity.
So, he abandoned the simple method and chose the most difficult one.
Wu Wanyun was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Have you taught Wenxiu and her swordsmanship?"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Looking at your appearance, you are asking for punishmentam I right?"
Wu Wanyun glanced at him, shook her head and smiled calmly: "In your eyes, am I that ignorant?!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said, "But it hurts your self-esteem?"
"Alas" A faint smile appeared at the corner of Wu Wanyun's mouth, and she shook her head: "In today's situation, how can I talk about such a vain thing as self-esteem?!"
The corners of her mouth were smooth and delicate, white and crystal clear, like porcelain unearthed in Jingdezhen in later generations, indescribably beautiful.
"If they can train well, they will be more than capable of dealing with the Taishan Sect." Xiao Yuesheng said warmly.
His voice is exceptionally gentle in the silent valley, like jade. When you hear it, you feel comfortable in your heart.
Seeing her confused expression, Xiao Yuesheng said calmly: "The swordsmanship of the Taishan School is as calm as a mountain, or as light as water, and the swordsmanship of the Qingfeng Sect is just right to overcome each other."
WuWan Yun pondered for a moment, recalling Sun Yuru's sword in her mind. It was elegant and gentle, without any anger. By the time she realized it, it was already too late.
She nodded: "Qingfeng swordsmanship is indeed exquisite."
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said gently: "If you have time, you might as well practice it, just for fun."
Wu Wanyun nodded: "Yes, I understand."
The two of them sat in silence again, Xiao Yuesheng's mind gradually immersed in the vast night sky, his whole body seemed to be echoing with the heaven and earth, faintly moving. Such a wonderful feeling even overshadowed the ambiguous atmosphere between him and Wu Wanyun.
Wu Wanyun sat for a while and saw Xiao Yuesheng looking up at the sky without saying anything, just sitting quietly, feeling peaceful.
In the evening of this day, the setting sun dyed the sky into golden red, and the white clouds turned into golden red, like blossoming flames.
Du Wenxiu and Sun Yuru were practicing their swordsmanship in front of Xiao Yuesheng, listening to his instructions and making corrections from time to time.
The Qingfeng Sword Technique seems simple, but it is extremely complicated to practice. The starting stance is the easiest to practice. Except for this stance, the following stances are all so exquisite that it is difficult for the two girls to understand them unless Xiao Yuesheng dissects them himself. .
Although he said that he had only practiced it three times and ignored it, he couldn't resist Sun Yuru's soft words and begged, so he could only take the time to give some advice.
Xiao Yuesheng stood by the small lake with his hands behind his hands, pointing at Du Wenxiu, his brows full of impatience, and said: "Wrong! Wrong! To take this step, you need to step straight from the dry position, look at you , soft and sluggish, gone sideways! Try again!"
Du Wenxiu bit her lower lip. She had never been scolded like this since she started practicing martial arts. However, when it comes to swordsmanship, she only needs to see it twice, but she can imitate a cat and draw a tiger. If she remembers the seven, seven, eight, eight, and one more times, she will be able to do it. Remember.
She learned the martial arts of the Yanxia sect extremely quickly. At just a young age, she had already learned the swordsmanship of the Jiangzhen sect and was unable to learn any more. This shows her excellent aptitude.
But for the Qingfeng Sword Technique, she was obviously clumsy. Except for the first move, she quickly learned it, but starting from the second move, she struggled.
In Xiao Yuesheng's words, she does not practice swordsmanship with her heart or brain at all, but only with her body. It is difficult to grasp the essence of superior swordsmanship. Even if she has good qualifications, she is still far away from becoming a master of swordsmanship. .
Du Wenxiu was not convinced before. With her qualifications, she is even better than the others in the Yanxia Sect. She is already the top master of the Yanxia Sect.
But since she started practicing Qingfeng Sword Technique, she has gained a deep understanding of it. Even if Xiao Yuesheng scolded him without any courtesy, she gritted her teeth and endured it, just for the sake of one breath. She wished she could learn it and defeat him, so she took this breath.
Every time she goes back and lies on the bed at night, she will think about what Xiao Yuesheng said and play it over in her mind.
She gradually felt in her heart that her practice of swordsmanship in the past was indeed ridiculously shallow. Now that she had listened to Xiao Yuesheng's teaching of the Heart Technique, and looked at the swordsmanship of the Yanxia Sect, she had never understood the subtleties of it. It was not that the Yanxia Sect's swordsmanship was poor. , but her practice was wrong, which made it wrong.
Xiao Yuesheng's scolding sounded again: "Yu Ru, your sword is obviously tilted upward, why is your wrist weak?!"
Sun Yuru pouted, but tightened her wrists and didn't refute a word.
When Xiao Yuesheng faced the two of them, his temper was not very good. It was actually because he lacked the patience to teach others. He saw clearly very simple truths but did not understand them. In any case, it was like talking to a cow. This feeling was too much. Torturous.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said loudly: "Okay, that's it for today, you go ahead!"
After saying that, he turned around and left without saying anything to the two of them, and went into his little room, never to be seen again.
The two women looked at each other, shook their heads, put away their swords, and slowly walked out of the valley. They were accustomed to Xiao Yuesheng's strange behavior.
"Sister, I didn't expect that Qingfeng Sword Technique is so difficult to practice!" Sun Yuru pouted and complained.
Over the past few days, she felt that she had become stupid and stupid. She was constantly being scolded by Mr. Xiao, which made her feel embarrassed.
In the past few days, Xiao Yuesheng didn't look good on the two women because he felt that they were too stupid and it was a waste of his time.
Du Wenxiu nodded: "The more difficult it is to practice, the more exquisite the sword technique will be. You can learn those rough sword techniques in one go."
"Humph, you are scolded by your husband like this, and you still say something nice for him!" Sun Yuru pouted her rosy mouth in dissatisfaction.
"I'm just holding a neutral opinion." Du Wenxiu said lightly, but two blushes rose on her white jade cheeks, which were almost the same as the clouds in the sky.
"Eh?!" Sun Yuru suddenly turned her head and looked into the distance, but she didn't see any strange expression on Du Wenxiu's face.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Xiu Xiu also looked solemn and said, "Go over and have a look!"
The two of them sped up and performed Qing Kung, like two puffs of light smoke. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the entrance of the Yanxia Sect's valley.
At the mouth of the valley, there were four people confronting each other, two of them were Li Tianyong and Yang Guangyuan, and the other two were unknown. One was tall and tall, standing like an iron tower at the mouth of the valley. His rough face had a long, diagonal scar on his left cheek, which seemed to It's like cutting with a knife, but it's also like cutting with a sword. His face is full of fierceness, and his eyes are shining, which is extremely frightening.
The other one had a skinny figure, standing beside the big man. He was skinny and bones, and his face was sallow, as if he was hungry.
However, although he is lazy and weak, as if his eyes occasionally open and close, he is full of energy, and you can tell at a glance that he is not a good person.
"This is the Yanxia Sect. No one is allowed to enter!" Li Tianyong stood in front of the two of them and said harmoniously with clasped fists.
"Is this really the Yanxia Sect?!" the big man asked loudly, his voice buzzing like a bell hitting a bell.
"That's right. Who do you respect?" Li Tianyong nodded and asked calmly.
The big man grinned and said with a smile: "I am a disciple of Taishan. Please ask your leader Wu to come and greet me!"
Li Tianyong was startled, stared at the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "Is your Excellency really a disciple of the Taishan Sect?!"
The big man opened his eyes, looked ferocious, and shouted sternly: "Why, who in Shandong Province dares to pretend to be a disciple of my Taishan Sect?!"
Li Tianyong didn¡¯t care about his stern tone. After thinking about it, he felt reasonable and nodded: ¡°Since you are a disciple of the Taishan Sect, you might as well go to the valley to serve tea.¡±
The big man waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "No need,hum, I can't afford your Yanxia Sect's tea!"
"What do you mean by this?!" Li Tianyong frowned and was very displeased with what he said, and he kept holding back.
The big man sneered and glanced sideways at him: "I'm afraid of getting in and out!"
"How dare you offend the disciples of Taishan Sect, our little Yanxia Sect?" Li Tianyong was no longer polite when he spoke, with a touch of sarcasm.
"Hehe, Yanxia Faction! Yanxia Faction!" The big man sneered, snorting non-stop, as if he was disdainful.
Li Tianyong stared at him without showing any signs of weakness. Now that he had fallen out with the Taishan Sect, he didn't need to be careful. Apart from being uneasy, he felt even more relieved.
¡°Call Master Wu quickly, I have something to say!¡± The big man waved his hand impatiently and shouted, glaring at Li Tianyong.
Li Tianyong shook his head: "How can a disciple like you know the identity of a master?!"
"Scare, you have such a big air!" The big man sneered, squinted at him, and pressed the hilt of his sword.
Li Tianyong sneered, pressed the hilt of the sword, and took a step forward: "Your Excellency, you are a disciple of the Taishan Sect. You cannot bear to be wronged, but you are not angry in your heart, so you want to teach me a lesson?!"
He saw the senior sister and the third junior sister flying towards him, so his courage increased greatly. Although he felt that this big man was very skilled in martial arts, he was not afraid.
"Come on, hit the younger ones, don't worry if the old ones don't come out!" The big man drew his sword out of its sheath and sneered: "I want to see how much your Yanxia sect weighs!"
After saying that, he flipped his wrist and drew three circles with the long sword, and then stabbed out from the circle of the sword, extremely fast.
Li Tianyong showed no signs of weakness, flicked the tip of his sword, drew a sword flower, and went forward to meet him.
One of the two is light and fast, the other is calm and strong. Their long swords are intersecting. With just a few moves, Li Tianyong is overwhelmed and unable to parry. I didn't expect this guy's martial arts to be so profound.
This person has deep internal strength and a heavy sword, pressing down like a mountain, which is quite consistent with the sword intention of the Taishan Sect.
Although Li Tianyong's swordsmanship is exquisite, his internal strength is far inferior. He can defeat ten masters with one force, and with just a few moves, he can make a decisive difference.
Yang Guangyuan was anxious and pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword. The thin, short middle-aged man opened his eyes slightly and glanced at him lightly.
Yang Guangyuan's heart suddenly froze. The other party's gaze was like a knife, piercing directly into his heart. He felt uncomfortable all over and couldn't help but avoid looking away.
After looking away, he suddenly realized that he was showing too much weakness and turned back to glare at him, but the other party had already looked away and no longer looked at him.
Yang Guangyuan knew that this was a warning issued by the other party. If he intervened, the other party would definitely stop him and stop him from thinking about it.
He was anxious in his heart, but he didn't dare to move. Although the other party was thin, looking at his eyes, he knew that his internal strength was deep, far beyond his own. Once he made a move, he was afraid that he would be in trouble.
He turned around and looked around. He was suddenly overjoyed and his hand on the sword relaxed.When they opened, it was Senior Sister and Third Senior Sister who flew over.
"Stop!" Sun Yurujiao shouted, her body like a white cloud, slowly floating towards her.
When the big man saw such a beautiful woman, he secretly admired her in his heart. His soul swayed for a moment, and he hurriedly stepped back and turned his head to look.
Du Wenxiu and Sun Yuru came slowly and were in front of the four of them in the blink of an eye.
"Senior Sister, Third Senior Sister." Yang Guangyuan stepped forward to greet him and breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Tianyong returned the sword to its sheath, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Senior Sister, this is a disciple of the Taishan Sect. I want to see the master."
Du Wenxiu looked cold, glanced at the big man, and frowned slightly: "You want to see the master?!"
"Exactly!" The big man nodded proudly, holding a long sword in his hand, and said solemnly: "OldI have a few words to send to Master Wu."
In front of such a beautiful woman, he couldn't help but speak in a civilized manner and changed his self-identification.
"Let me tell you what you want to say!" Du Wenxiu said lightly, turning his face and looking away.
The big man felt that he had lost more than half of his soul under her clear gaze. He bit the tip of his tongue hard to regain his clarity and said coldly: "II have been ordered to tell Master Wu personally that I cannot tell this! "
Du Wenxiu's cold eyes rolled on his face. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Well, okay, let's go in and talk!"
"No, just say it here!" The big man shook his head and sneered: "If you, the Yanxia sect, try to bully the minority, I have to be on guard!"
"Presumptuous!" Sun Yuru took a step forward, held her sword in front of her, and stared at the big man: "If you continue to talk nonsense like this, I will not forgive you!"
"Hehe, you Yanxia Sect can do it, but I can't say it?!" The big man sneered, and the scar on his face looked like an earthworm swimming, which was indescribably scary.
"That's nonsense. When did our Yanxia sect bully the minority with the masses?!" Sun Yuru said angrily.
The big man shook his head and sneered, with a look of disdain and disdain, and snorted: "If you are upright, can you possibly defeat the masters of the Canglan Sect?!"
Sun Yuru suddenly understood and curled her lips: "Those bearbags from the Canglan Sect will run away if they can't be beaten. How dare they spread rumors and cause trouble in the martial arts world?!"
The big man sneered and hummed with disbelief: "So, are your abilities really better than those of the Canglan Sect?!"
"Come on, let me open your eyes!" Sun Yuru floated forward, unsheathed her long sword, and instantly thrust out a sword, piercing the big man's chest.
The big man didn¡¯t expect that she would stab at her word without any precaution. The tip of the sword was like a cold star, already right in front of his eyes. - 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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