Chapter Ninety-Three: The Roc Folds Its Wings
Wan Pengcheng was also locked in space by Ma Qingfeng with spirit control techniques, as if he was trapped in a swamp.
Gongyun long knife, a knife from the bottom to the top, directly hit the flying knife qi ball.
Phew!
The ball was slashed, and countless knives shot towards Wan Pengcheng with flames.
This time, it was much to Wan Pengcheng's surprise, and the blood drinking knife resisted left and right, flying up and down.
Jingle Bell!
When Ma Qingfeng kneaded the sword qi, he added the fire aura to it, just to surprise Wan Pengcheng.
Just as Wan Pengcheng was hurriedly blocking, the two flame giant palms had already been slapped.
A good Wan Pengcheng, in the face of danger, he put the blood drinking knife horizontally, and pushed it out against the two flame palms.
There was a muffled "bang".
Successfully blocked the two flame giant palms, and for a moment sparks flew everywhere, and countless small holes were burned out of the challenge platform.
Wan Pengcheng was afraid for a while, if this was burned on his body, he was afraid that it would not immediately turn into ashes.
Ma Qingfeng's distant hands were forced, and he slapped downward.
Wan Pengcheng felt a huge force coming from the flame palm, and he also exerted his strength, holding the blood drinking knife with both hands, and did not take a step back.
Although Wan Pengcheng is a prefecture-level master and has rich experience, there are also places that he ignores. It is true that the blood drinking knife is a treasure knife, and it is also true that it is sharpened like clay. But it is also afraid of fire, especially in high temperatures.
It didn't take long for the blood drinking knife to be burned red, and Wan Pengcheng felt that the hands holding the knife seemed to be holding a red soldering iron, and the hands were emitting black smoke, exuding a burst of meat fragrance.
"Ahh
"When it is long"!
The blood drinking knife was thrown to the ground, and Wan Pengcheng's hands were black and scorched.
Ma Qingfeng had already calculated this, and he had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, so he naturally would not let it go.
Seeing Wan Pengcheng throw the blood drinking knife on the ground, Ma Qingfeng immediately urged two palms with the size of a grinding plate to slap towards Wan Pengcheng.
"Bang"!
There was no suspense, Wan Pengcheng lost his weapon, there was nothing to stop the flame palm, and he had to release the real yuan at the critical time, and laid a thick shield in front of him, but he didn't block the flame palm. All of a sudden, he was knocked away, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and with beautiful sparks, he fell under the challenge platform.
Offstage, Wan Pengcheng rolled back and forth a few times before extinguishing the flames and standing up with a grunt.
"Hee-hee-hee"!
Someone couldn't hold back and laughed on the spot.
I saw Wan Pengcheng's hair and beard, in short, the hairy places on his head were burned bare, and there were several big holes in his clothes, and his face was black. He looked embarrassed.
"Amitabha, in this battle, Lord Ma Shi won. Master Huiming hurriedly announced. Now he understands why Jueliang is firmly standing by Ma Qingfeng's side, it turns out that Ma Qingfeng has a long-lost soul control technique!
Wan Pengcheng's face has caught up with the chameleon, green for a while, red for a while, and white for a while. Fortunately, his face was black, and no one could see the change in his face.
"It's a fluke! Ma Qingfeng looked at Wan Pengcheng and asked him to apologize.
"I ...... I ......" Wan Pengcheng lowered his head and was looking for a crack in the ground, this Sword Sect's practice ground is really neatly paved! Why doesn't there even a seam?"
"Master of Ten Thousand Gates, it won't be that you want to break your promise!"
Wan Pengcheng turned his heart and went up the steps to the challenge platform.
"How can the master of my dignified faction not respect the promise of using the latter, I hereby apologize to the Sword Sect, and also to ...... The Lord of the Chambers apologized. Wan Pengcheng said stubbornly.
"Well, I received your apology, I won't blame the mad knife. I just hope that Crazy Daomen will use his brains more in the future, so as not to be embarrassed. Ma Qingfeng said generously.
Wan Pengcheng flicked his sleeves and jumped off the challenge platform, "Let's go." ”
Ma Qingfeng waved his hand, and the disciples of the Sword Sect made a small gap, allowing more than two hundred disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect to walk out.
When the heads of several other second-rate sects saw that Wan Pengcheng was gone, they also wanted to follow. Turning around and beckoning his disciples, he was about to leave.
"Wait, will I let you go?" Ma Qingfeng found that these people were leaving, where could they leave so leisurely.
The old Xuandao of the Xuanwu Gate blushed, and said with a smile: "What else does the master of the Ma Pavilion command?"
Xuan Dao's intestines were all repentant, and he scolded Wan Pengcheng in his heart. Tsushima Qingfeng can only greet him with a smile, and even the head of the Crazy Knife Gate says that he will fight, let's be careful.
Ma Qingfeng looked at the heads of these small sects playfully, "You have wronged me this time for no reason, which has caused great harm to my young heart, so you have to compensate for my reputation and spiritual losses." ”
"How?" asked the heads.
"The Xuanwu family has a great cause, and this time it hurt me the most. You see, the Crazy Knife Sect not only apologized, but also accompanied me with the sect's Zhenpai Treasure Knife. Ma Qingfeng raised the knife in his hand.
Your knife was obviously robbed, where was Wan Pengcheng accompanied. A few heads thought of it.
Xuanwu Gate's Xuan Dao said cautiously: "I don't know how the Lord of the Ma Pavilion can let us go." ”
"It's very simple, if you give away one-third of your property to our Sword Sect, I can forgive you and not hold you responsible. Ma Qingfeng smiled slightly.
Several of the little heads looked at each other, and finally they all nodded.
"We have all agreed, and we ask the master of the Pavilion to raise his noble hand. ”
"Come on, my Sword Sect's Foreign Affairs Hall Elder Long Baofeng will receive everyone, you go and negotiate with Elder Long, and after the discussion, you can take your disciples and leave. ”
Elder Long Baofeng smiled happily and warmly received these leaders.
Ma Qingfeng waved his hand, and the disciples of the Sword Sect immediately put their swords into their sheaths and returned to the various halls.
Gu Yuanshan saw everything in his eyes, and his heart was extremely excited. The representatives of the other three factions were also very happy, and they all stayed in the Sword Sect, waiting to see Ma Qingfeng.
After Ma Qingfeng said goodbye to Gu Yuanshan and the others, he hurriedly returned to the Scripture Pavilion.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, in his mind, like a movie, he recalled the situation of fighting with Wan Pengcheng again.
Carefully discovering one's own shortcomings and deficiencies and finding ways to make up for them is a continuous improvement of one's combat experience.
In the evening, Ma Qingfeng slowly picked up.
Knowing that the representatives of the three sects were all in the Sword Sect, Ma Qingfeng knew that they were all waiting for him, waiting for him to say the spirit control technique.
How could such an important mastery be passed on at will, but it was difficult to refuse it clearly, so Ma Qingfeng left two letters, one for the head Gu Yuanshan, and the other for Hai Wushuang.
Then, Ma Qingfeng quietly left the Sword Sect and went straight to Blue Wolf Mountain.
Ma Qingfeng wants to take the Sky Slashing Sword back, and with his strength, he can protect the Sky Slashing Sword.
The next day, when Gu Yuanshan received Ma Qingfeng's letter, the representatives of the other three sects also understood. After an appointment to meet again at the five-year conference, everyone went their separate ways.
Gu Yuanshan shook his head helplessly, this disciple is still really mysterious.
After dozens of days of trekking, Xia Youlan and her party were finally able to see the majestic capital.
And at this time, the palace of the Great Xia Kingdom.
"Oh no! no!" the eunuch in the imperial study ran out in a panic and went to find the imperial doctor.
It turned out that Emperor Xia Mingyuan suddenly fell unconscious.
Suddenly, there was a great chaos in the palace, and the concubines and princesses in various palaces went to visit.
The queen got the news as soon as possible, and she didn't dare to slack off, so she immediately sent someone to send a letter to the prince of the East Palace and went to visit the emperor together.