Yang Yi was a little unhappy on his face, so he simply put the knife on the edge of the ring, walked back and said, "You don't use a knife, I use a knife, it's not appropriate." ”

He opened his fist and said, "Please advise." ”

Jiang Ming nodded slightly and pulled away from the shelf.

The moment his hands were opened, the temperament of the whole person changed.

Chen Yang just glanced at it and said, "Yang Yi is not his opponent. ”

The disciple who didn't know which Taoist temple next to him came over: "This is an exchange meeting, commonly known as an exhibition competition, and no one will lose." ”

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

yes, he almost forgot about that.

The exchange meeting is not about winning or losing, but about playing well.

I saw two people on the stage, you punched me and kicked me, and the one that hit was called a beautiful one.

It's a bit similar to the martial arts instruction of the family class, and the effect of the guidance comes out.

It's bells and whistles, but it's wonderfully ornamental.

The two fought for almost ten minutes, and finally each side took a few steps back, hugged their fists and said, "Accept." ”

got off the stage, and then the people of the martial arts team took the initiative to come to the stage, and the Taoist priests of the Five Immortals Temple went up and cooperated with another fight.

There were five or six fights before and after, there were fists and kicks, and there were also sword collisions.

Zhixing Daoist saw it and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

After these fights, they will be broadcast on TV, and they must be good-looking.

After another fight, Zhizhi walked up, indicating that the exchange was over, and those with specialties could perform on stage.

This is the time to enter the solo stage.

All parties were well prepared, and the martial arts team carried bricks and wooden spears, performed crushing boulders on their chests, splitting solid bricks with their hands, and holding the tip of the spear in their throats.

The Taoist priests gave warm applause, and the martial arts team cheered loudly.

But the limelight can't be taken up by the martial arts team.

At this time, a disciple of Chang Daoguan walked into the ring with a sword.

"I'm going to give you a set of swordsmanship. ”

The Taoist priest smiled slightly, and after speaking, his smile retracted, and he raised his arm suddenly.

The scabbard flew out of the swing and stood firmly in the ring.

With this hand, he can almost kill the martial arts team that played before.

It is followed by a seven-star swordsmanship, which is elegant and easy to watch.

A thorn and a teasing, all of them are quite charming.

Even those who can't understand it can feel the subtlety of this swordsmanship.

Especially in an evergreen suit, it flutters with the sword dance, giving people a sense of being out of the dust.

After the drill, the Taoist priest smiled and left the ring.

"It's a bit of a kung fu. ”

"Isn't it, the Taoist priest who fought with me before, he definitely has real kung fu under his hands, if it weren't for the exhibition match, I guess he wouldn't be able to do two or three moves in his hands. ”

These martial arts teams are not unconvinced, but have an urge to climb the mountain and apprentice.

Chen Yang also smiled when he heard this.

The Taoist priest of Chang Taoist Temple, his swordsmanship is indeed good, but he is obviously not very serious.

Even so, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is an amazing existence.

"Daoist Xuanyang, you can also go up and perform for a while. Dao Yang didn't know when he came behind him and said softly.

Chen Yang smiled: "Don't worry, go up in a while." ”

Daoyang nodded, and went somewhere else.

Fa Chu said: "I'll go up." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already stood up, holding the steel sword he had just bought yesterday, and steadily stepped onto the stage.

As soon as the first day of the law came on, everyone looked at it.

This is the first time that a disciple of Guigu Cave has appeared on stage.

Although it was an exhibition match, all parties were just going through the motions.

But they still want to see how capable this disciple of Guigu Cave is.

Those who came to participate in the exchange meeting were in addition to the two Taoist temples of Changdao Temple and Maoshan Taoist Temple.

The rest of the Taoist temples are all small Taoist temples with little reputation.

They hope to see the glorious Guigu Cave in the past, and now the downcast Guigu Cave has broken its inheritance.

Only in this way can they meet the darkness and expectations in their hearts.

Little people are like this, if they can't achieve much in themselves, they can only hope that people with high achievements will fall from the altar, which will give them an indescribable sense of superiority and pleasure.

This kind of person is also called: psychopath.

Fa Chu came to the stage, seemed to be adjusting his breathing, and closed his eyes slightly.

Someone below began to smile not very kindly: "What are you pretending?"

"People are disciples of Guigu Cave, so they naturally have to adjust their state. ”

"Guigu Cave, tsk, Daomen orthodoxy. ”

Fa Chu opened his eyes, his wrist flicked, and the long sword was unsheathed.

The scabbard fell to the ground at will, without the deliberate manipulation of the disciples of the Chang Taoist Temple.

Started to dance the sword casually, a sword sword, the edge is fully displayed.

The fall of each sword points in one direction.

Those cold eyes also fell in the same direction.

Someone gradually discovered that Fa Chu's eyes seemed to be staring in that direction all the time.

So they followed the eyes of Fa Chu and found that as far as they looked, it was actually the Zhenghua real person of the Changdao Temple.

The faces of the four disciples of Chang Dao Temple were pale, and two of them pressed the hilt of the sword in their hands, their palms trembling slightly, and they had the urge to rush forward.

Zhenghua Dao Chang's face was not very good-looking, and he was a little gloomy.

He looked at Fa Chu's four eyes, looking at the unopened sword in Fa Chu's hand, constantly pointing at himself, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

"Dada!"

Seeing that the sword was falling, Fa Chu walked to the front of the stage in a few steps, and the long sword pointed directly at the head of Zhenghua Dao.

The scene was silent for a while, and there was no sound.

The Five Immortals, the Taoist priests of Taihe Palace, watched this scene like a play.

It's better to fight.

They thought so in their hearts.

Jingtong and Yu Jingzhou were expressionless, they didn't stop it, they didn't scold, they didn't see it.

There is anger in the heart of the Fa Chu and he needs to vent it.

It is not good to curb it, and it is easy to give birth to obsession.

"Huh!"

Fa Chu put away his sword and stood, his toes were tapped, the scabbard bounced up in the air, and he didn't look at it, and inserted a backhand sword into the scabbard with a "zheng" sound, and walked down the stage.

"Good sword, good sword!"

The people of the martial arts team were amazed to see it.

They don't know what happened just now.

I only marveled at the swordsmanship at the beginning of the law, which was exquisite and full of murderous aura, as if a sword cut off a person's head.

That momentum is really invincible.

"Whew~"

Coming back and sitting down, Fa Chu exhaled.

Chen Yang patted him on the shoulder and said, "I will also go up and show my hands, and the sword will be used by me." ”

"Hmm. Fa Chu handed over the sword.

Chen Yang carried his sword and walked to the stage.

"Lingshan Taoist Temple, Xuanyang. ”

The silence that would continue until now was broken, drawing everyone's attention back to him.

In front of Chen Yang's horizontal sword, he did not draw his sword, and began to practice swordsmanship with the scabbard attached.

When everyone learned his identity, they all looked at him, wanting to see what the difference was between this recently rumored and miraculous Chen Xuanyang.

But Chen Yang's swordsmanship really disappointed them.

The ordinary Tai Chi Sword is really ordinary and can't be more ordinary.

And he didn't even take off the scabbard, what kind of swordsmanship is this?

Sheath swordsmanship?

Chen Yang seemed to be immersed in swordsmanship, slow in the early stage, and suddenly accelerated in the later stage.

"Whew!"

Stabbing the sword, lifting it, swinging the sword......

Each style is concise to the extreme in his hands, without a trace of superfluity.

Suddenly, someone shouted in surprise.

"The scabbard... Why don't you fall off?"

This sound, like a drum slamming in people's ears, made everyone suddenly wake up.

Only then did they realize that as Chen Yang's speed became faster and faster, he even danced the sword shadow.

But the scabbard never fell.

No matter how hard or fast the swing was, the scabbard seemed to stick to the long sword, and there was no intention of being thrown out.