Looking at the fierce battle of the five people in the field, the faces of the six major sects were solemn, and they had already seen that the strength of Baizhu was far above the joint efforts of Huashan and Kunlun.

"Father, why don't these four seniors retreat in four different directions together, so maybe Wei Bi can stop one or two people from drawing their swords, but they can't stop all four of them, right?"

Wudang faction, Song Qingshu, who came out of the shadow of being defeated by Yang Buregret, asked suspiciously.

"If they are so natural, they can easily draw their swords, but in that case, what is the point of this gamble?"

Song Yuanqiao shook his head.

"I see. ”

Song Qingshu nodded suddenly, but he didn't think so, he only felt that for the sake of the so-called face, it would eventually lead to failure, and it would be a big loss of reputation?

At this moment, he only heard Song Yuanqiao continue: "Besides, they wanted to do it at the beginning, but now they ...... Even if they wanted to stay away from Wei Gongzi, it was extremely difficult. ”

"Why is that?"

Song Qingshu is wonderful.

"Because the four of them have all been shrouded by Wei Gongzi's Tai Chi palm power!"

Song Yuanqiao's face was full of solemnity: "Although the four seniors may not have noticed it yet, their actions have all been affected by Wei Gongzi, once they want to jump out of the circle, they will be affected by this Tai Chi Fist intent, and they can't help but return to the circle!"

"What!"

Hearing Song Yuanqiao's words, Song Qingshu's face showed an expression as if he was listening to a mythical story: "This ...... How is this possible?!"

"yes, how is that possible. ”

Song Yuanqiao also sighed slightly.

"If it's true as my father said,"

Song Qingshu argued excitedly: "Then isn't this Wei Bi's understanding of Taijiquan ...... Isn't it already at the level of a master?

Song Yuanqiao sighed: "I don't want to believe it as a father, but the battle in front of me has shown that Wei Gongzi's strength has indeed reached the level of your master...... This Wei Gongzi is really a genius. ”

"This ......"

Hearing Song Yuanqiao's exclamation, Song Qingshu turned his eyes to look at the white arts that were still swaying freely in the face of the four martial arts masters in the field, and a thick jealousy flashed in his eyes.

He has been regarded by everyone as the pride of the sky since he was a child, his father is the head of the Wudang faction, and the master is Zhang Sanfeng, the Beidou of today's martial arts, Taishan, can be said to have been born with a golden spoon.

Moreover, he himself did not live up to this opportunity, since he was a child, he showed a talent for martial arts that was superior to ordinary people, and he was called the first young disciple of the six major sects by good deeds.

But looking at the Baizhu in front of him, Song Qingshu only felt that his title of first person was simply ironic.

Baizhu naturally didn't know that he was deeply jealous of Song Qingshu, of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care at all.

After he once again led Ban Shuxian's punch to the short old man, the short old man suddenly stood with his hands tied and sighed: "That's it, this game, we Huashan lost!"

As soon as he said this, He Taichong and his wife immediately stopped attacking - in fact, they had long realized that they and the others would definitely lose, but the four of them were already besieging Baizhu, and if they admit defeat in public, they would really be a little embarrassed.

At this time, seeing that the dwarf old man had conceded defeat, they also borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and stopped attacking.

"The master of the Wei Sect is a god, and our husband and wife are not as good as others. ”

He Taichong and his wife clasped their fists and said a word, and without waiting for Baizhu to reply, they lowered their heads and turned back to the formation.

There was no frustration on the face of the old man, and while following the old man to the Huashan faction, he said: "Senior brother, winning or losing is a common thing in soldiers, I don't care about it anyway, don't take it too seriously......"

"Shut up!"

"I can shut up, but you have to promise me not to care......"

"Shut up!"

Listening to the conversation between the two old men, everyone couldn't help but laugh for a while.

This old man seemed to be a little heartless, but what he said was not unreasonable.

Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and if you pay too much attention to success or failure, you will lose the meaning of martial arts.

When the four of them left, everyone looked at the only remaining Wudang faction of the six major sects.

However, with the miraculous performance of Baizhu just now, there was no longer any expectation in the eyes of everyone looking at the Wudang Sect, but more of a kind of sympathy.

After all, no matter who the Wudang faction sends up, it will be a losing ending.

This feeling of having to go up knowing that you are going to lose is not very comfortable.

"Song Daxia?"

Seeing Song Yuanqiao walking out of the Wudang array, Baizhu hugged his fists: "But you are here to teach the juniors?"

"Wei Gongzi, don't bother Song,"

Song Yuanqiao smiled bitterly: "Before coming to Guangming Ding, Shizun had a message to ask Wei Gongzi to teach Tai Chi swordsmanship, at that time I was still a Taoist master was just polite, and now it seems that Wei Gongzi's comprehension of Tai Chi has obviously exceeded my unknown ...... How dare I give any advice to Wei Gongzi?"

Hearing Song Yuanqiao's words, everyone other than the Wudang faction was secretly surprised, they only knew that Baizhu was strong, but they didn't expect Zhang Sanfeng to know his name, and asked Song Yuanqiao, who was famous in martial arts, to ask Baizhu for swordsmanship.

"Song Daxia praised it falsely, Meng Zhang Zhenren could afford it, and he did not hesitate to teach me the mystery of Tai Chi, and the younger generation always remembered it in his heart. ”

Song Yuanqiao was very friendly, and Baizhu naturally treated him politely.

"Ah, it turns out that the kung fu of this demon sect leader is also taught by Zhang Sanfeng. ”

Hearing Baizhu say this, everyone couldn't help but be curious about the origin of Baizhu, and they didn't know how Baizhu got into a relationship with Zhang Sanfeng.

Especially the extermination master of Emei, hearing the rumors, confirmed the speculation that Baizhu is the descendant of Guo Poyu, after all, Zhang Sanfeng is a figure a hundred years ago, and he also had a relationship with Guo Xiang's patriarch, so it is completely reasonable to treat Guo Poyu's descendants differently.

Just when everyone thought that Song Yuanqiao would admit defeat directly, they heard Song Yuanqiao say: "However, since the six major sects have set the rules to take turns with the Wei Sect Master, Song can only be cheeky and show his ugliness in front of the Fang family, and ask the Wei Sect Master for advice." ”

"Song Daxia is polite, let's discuss with each other. ”

Baizhu asked for a sword with a sect member behind him, flicked his fingers on the sword, and said: "Since Wudang Mountain has been farewell, the younger generation has also had some new understanding of the mystery of Tai Chi, and I also invite Song Daxia to taste it." ”

Hearing Baizhu say this, Song Yuanqiao's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he said, "Sect Master Wei, please!"

He knew that with the strength of Baizhu, he was afraid that he would not take the initiative to attack him, so he immediately flashed his long sword, and with an arc of antelope hanging horns, he stabbed at Baizhu obliquely.

"Good time!"

Seeing this, Baizhu bowed slightly, and secretly said that Song Yuanqiao was worthy of being a big disciple by Zhang Sanfeng, judging from the Tai Chi sword intent contained in this sword, even if Yang Buregret, who had been enlightened by himself and taught by himself for two months, he would lose more and win less when he fought with Song Yuanqiao.

Seeing that Song Yuanqiao's long sword was stabbed, Baizhu was also stabbed obliquely with a sword.

While!

As the two swords collided together, Song Yuanqiao felt that an extremely soft circular meaning suddenly came from the sword body of Baishu, and the sword in his hand was faintly out of his control, and he almost flew away.

Song Yuanqiao was secretly taken aback, and hurriedly clenched the long sword in his hand.

However, he already knew that he was not the opponent of Baizhu, so he was not depressed, and as soon as his sword move changed, the second sword was used again.

And Baizhu is still the same as the first time, and the long sword in his hand is usually stabbed out at will.

While!

As the two swords collided again, Song Yuanqiao felt that the sword in his hand once again came with the meaning of turning around.

But compared to the first time, he could still clearly feel the meaning of the circle this time, but the force coming from the sword body was much lighter.

"Huh?"

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but be stunned, it was impossible for Baizhu to be exhausted internally, how could this strength be weakened?

But before he could figure it out, the two swords collided again.

While!

This time, Song Yuanqiao only felt that the circular meaning from the sword was still the same, but the force was even more slight.

While!

With the sound of the fourth sword exchange coming, and then noticing that Baizhu had used the same swordsmanship to fight against himself four times in a row, Song Yuanqiao finally suddenly realized-

The strength on the Baizhu sword was not weakened, but he deliberately weakened his strength, so that he could more purely perceive the kind of sword intent contained in his style of swordsmanship!

In other words, Baizhu was not competing with him at all, but was teaching himself his understanding of Tai Chi sword intent in the most direct and rapid way!

As soon as he thought of this, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but feel ashamed and admiration in his heart.

Their six major sects besieged Guangming Ding, but Baizhu repaid his grievances with virtue and taught himself a more advanced Tai Chi swordsmanship......

With an uneasy conscience, he directly threw the sword on the ground, clenched his fists and sighed: "Wei Gongzi, the Wudang faction admits defeat." ”

As soon as Song Yuanqiao's words came out, the audience of the six major sects was silent.