Chapter Forty-Nine: The Uninvited Guest

Li Jing saw that this Taoist priest was Yan Guyun, a cultivator of Xianshan Mountain, and his swordsmanship was very powerful. Said: "This place is small, I have set up a martial arts platform ten miles away, seniors go there to compete?" Yan Guyun smiled at me: "No need, this place can be supported casually, which one is interested may as well come up." ”

One aunt said, "I'll play with you twice." "Get up and step forward. Li Jing saw that it was Zheng Linghua, the Taoist of Fangwai Immortal Mountain, and said, "Linghua Fairy." ”

Zheng Linghua nodded, finished his salute with Yan Guyun, and took out the golden rope. A golden bell is tied to the golden rope. Yan Guyun said: "Please." Zheng Linghua said: "It's here." "The golden cord popped up, and the golden bell had rang. Her portable magic weapon is called the Heavenly Listening Bell, and when this bell moves, the plants and trees are destroyed. Yan Guyun pulled out his sword, snorted, and stabbed out. The two fought in a hurry, and the flowers and shadows scattered all over the building.

Lin Xi tilted his head to the side, sometimes turned around to peek twice, and said, "I stole here, don't let people find out." Li Qinglian said: "It's okay, if you find out, find a place to drill up, and they won't see you and have to stop." He asked again, "Have you found Jiang Qingyan?"

Lin Xi looked out the window and said, "I found it, but he was arrested." Li Qinglian said: "Was he arrested? Who was arrested?" Lin Xi said: "Arrested by a small missionary." ”

Suddenly, I heard a loud "click" in the building, and a chair flew out, which turned out to be broken by Zheng Linghua with a golden bell. Yan Guyun shouted, "Withdraw your hand!" The long sword slashed away, Zheng Linghua couldn't hold the bell, and the golden bell flew out of the window. She exclaimed, "My Celestial Bell!"

Yan Guyun took advantage of her negligence, put a sword on her neck, and said with a smile: "Fairy, you are careless." Zheng Linghua snorted coldly and said, "If you break my Heavenly Ring, I'm not done with you!" turned around and went downstairs, obviously to find the Heavenly Ring.

Li Jing smiled and said, "Senior Yan's swordsmanship is really fast!" All the Taoist priests shrugged their eyebrows and squinted, and said in their hearts: "Isn't it true that other people's swordsmanship is fast?"

Li Jing said: "Please rest for a while." After resting, another cultivator stepped forward to challenge, Yan Guyun's long sword was in a hurry, and in less than fifty rounds, he also threw his magic weapon out of the window, restraining him from the death hole. Three more went up, and they were all defeated by him. Yan Guyun fought a few people, and three chairs and a wooden window had been destroyed upstairs. Li Jing asked people to come up and repair it.

The woman in black next to Li Qinglian said, "His swordsmanship is so fast. Li Qinglian replied: "Yes! Yes, very quickly." The woman in black said strangely: "Do you really think it's fast?" Li Qinglian said: "If you say it's fast, I can only say fast." ”

The woman in black glared at him and said, "What if I say it's slow?" Li Qinglian said: "I naturally said that it is so slow, like a turtle crawling, this strength, I can't pull out shit." The woman in black sneered and said, "Do you think it's fast or slow?" Li Qinglian thought about it seriously and said, "It's okay." ”

After Yan Guyun rested enough, he smiled and said, "Who else is coming up?" Even called three times, but no one answered him. Yan Guyun smiled at Li Jing and said, "It seems that I won this time." ”

Suddenly, someone in the crowd said gloomily, "Have you won? Not yet." I'm here to play with you. One of them stood up suddenly. Yan Guyun said: "Oh! you are ......"

The man said: "The little mountain is cold. Li Jing said: "Senior Leng wants to challenge?"

Leng Bing said "um", and without saluting, he took out the long sword from his waist and stabbed it at Yan Guyun. Yan Guyun hurriedly returned to the sword to defend himself. Seeing that Leng Bing Rin was getting faster and faster, Yan Guyun's face changed greatly, and he retreated. Suddenly, the cold and cold long sword turned, brushed the blade of Yan Guyun's sword, and stabbed him in the chest.

Li Jing, Jiang Hanshan and the others exclaimed in unison, and Li Jing shouted, "No!" drew his sword and stepped forward. But he saw the cold and cold oblique sword piercing the air and dodged Yan Guyun. It's just that he stabbed too quickly, and when he was about to return the sword, the tip of the sword had already touched the skin, and a pool of blood gradually appeared on Yan Guyun's chest.

Yan Guyun stood still, cold sweat trickled down, came back to his senses, and said: "We are fighting with swords, and you are fighting desperately, hey, hey!" laughed twice, and his tone was very cold.

Leng Bing said coldly: "My sword is like this. This time I showed mercy, as long as this little bit of blood washed the sword. "This man, like his name, had a cold face, a cold tone, and a cold eye, except for the blood on his sword. Yan Guyun snorted coldly, turned around and walked upstairs.

The woman in black asked again, "How is his swordsmanship?" Li Qinglian said, "Well, soon, it's okay." The woman in black said: "How is it better than you?" Li Qinglian asked rhetorically: "How is it better than you?" The woman in black said: "It can't be compared, I use a short sword, he makes a long sword, I should be a little faster than him, but he should win the fight." Li Qinglian smiled: "I haven't fought him, how do I know?"

Leng Bing said coldly: "Who is coming up?" The whole house was silent, but no one went up. In fact, although Jiang Hanshan, Qiu Yishui and others also made swords, but their swordsmanship was weaker than Taoism, and they were reluctant to go up to compete when they saw Leng Binglin's sword. Li Jing said: "Senior Leng is a fast sword, and it will definitely help me break the formation." ”

Leng Bing smiled and said, "Yes." At this time, someone downstairs said loudly: "The surname is Leng, you can't get out of here today, what else are you going to break?" A man in black walked up. I saw that he was dressed in black and wore a piece of black jade around his waist.

Li Jing greeted him and said, "Shangxian is ......" The man in black left Li Jing and walked in front of Leng Bingrin. Said coldly: "I can't get out of here?"

The man said, "I have heard that the cold eyes are cold, the face is cold, the words are cold, even the clothes are cold, and only the sword in the hand is hot, because it has just been stained with blood." But your corpse must be cold today. ”

Leng Bing laughed and said, "I also want to know if this is like you said." The man smiled silently. The cold long sword suddenly stabbed out, and the tip of the sword slashed light. The man had a right hand in his hand, and a short knife was already in his hand. The short knife stabbed out, and the sword light gradually stopped. I saw two shadows entwined together, turning up and down, but there was no sound of sword friction. Suddenly, the sword light stopped, and blood flew. The dagger is in his sleeve.

Leng Bing glucked twice, and his throat was already stabbed. Blood spurted violently in his mouth, and he fell to the ground and convulsed twice, already out of breath. The whole house was shocked and got up one by one. The man said, "It's not as fast as me." "Shake your head to leave.

The woman in black said, "How is he compared to you?" Li Qinglian said: "Not slower than me." The woman in black changed color slightly and said, "Can you beat him?"

Li Qinglian pondered for a moment and said, "I should be able to win outside the tip of my sword, and he can win within the tip of my sword." The woman in black said curiously: "What do you mean?" Li Qinglian said: "He makes a short sword, I make a long sword, if he is allowed to come close, it will be difficult to win." ”

Li Jing shouted: "Your Excellency, stop, who is Your Excellency?" The man said, "I don't have a name." "Go downstairs and leave. Li Jing said: "Where are you going?

The man said, "I'm not interested in breaking any formation." I heard that there was a man in white who had killed the number one swordsman in the Demon Realm and was going to look for him. The voice faded away, and the man was gone.

The woman in black said, "People are going to look for you." Li Qinglian said: "It's okay, I'll change to black tomorrow." The woman in black said: "Are you afraid of him?" Li Qinglian said: "It's not, you are wearing black, I am wearing white, we walk together and others don't know and think it is black and white." ”

Li Jing asked people to carry the cold corpse down, and said in his heart: "This matter is difficult...... Who the hell is that person, come here and kill someone and leave, this ......" At this time, someone came up from downstairs and said in a loud voice: "General Li Jing, is it a contest to select generals?" "Go upstairs. Li Jing saw that this person was dressed in yellow, with a very long face, a pointed face and small eyes, but he didn't know him. Said: "The predecessor is ......"

The man said, "I am from Abbot Mountain, and my name is Gou Shufeng." Li Jing said: "I'm in a martial arts competition, it's just ......" Hook stopped the wind and said: "That's it, I already know." ”

Monk Sanhua sneered suddenly: "Where did you come from, Mao boy? Didn't you see someone who just died? "Is it dead? That's normal." Which of you is the champion? No, is it? Then I am. Who's coming up to play with me?"

Monk Sanhua shouted, "I'll play with you!" and jumped out, grabbing his left shoulder with a palm. Gou stopped the wind and smiled, dodged back, and took a five-foot-long wooden stick from his back. When everyone saw him take out a wooden stick, which was not a powerful weapon, they couldn't help but shake their heads and frown. Li Jingxin said: "This surnamed Gou is really ignorant, how can he beat the iron palm of the Sanhua monk with a wooden stick?"

I saw that Monk Sanhua slapped a few hands, forced the hook to stop the wind to the corner, and said with a smile: "Boy, with your weak ability, you can ......" suddenly saw that the hook stopped the wind and turned the stick a little, and shouted: "Monk Sanhua, fall!" Monk Sanhua shook his body and fell to the ground and fainted. The crowd stood up in amazement, all of them were at a loss, and none of them could see how Monk Sanhua was put down.

Li Jing looked at Jiang Hanshan, but saw that he was also at a loss. Gou Zhifeng smiled: "It's really bad. Who's going to come up and have fun?" another Taoist priest shouted, "I'll see what tricks you use!" Another one went up, and he also didn't fight for thirty rounds.

Gou Zhufeng smiled: "Which one else?" Lu Jing next to Jiang Hanshan shouted: "I'll come!" Gou Zhufeng said: "Dao Chang's surname?"

Lu Jing said: "The surname is Lu." "Take your sword and step forward. Hook stop the wind and say: "The Taoist chief looks at the stick." The stick stabbed out. After fighting for more than 20 rounds, seeing that Gou Zhufeng was forced into a desperate situation, he shouted again: "Lu Daochang, pour!" Lu Jing fell in response.

Qiu Yishui was furious and shouted, "What kind of magic are you using?" and drew his sword and rushed forward. After ten rounds of fighting, the hook stopped the wind and saw that it was difficult to match, and shouted "Down." "Qiu Yishui fell in response. Five men have fallen to the ground.

"Who else is willing to try the sticks below?" If not, hehe, this contest is over. ”

Jiang Hanshan couldn't hold his breath, and said coldly: "Poor Dao come and try." "Get up and draw your sword. Shi Libi raised his sword and stabbed it. He was afraid that he would stop the wind and harbor witchcraft, so he secretly thought about the magic trick to guard the Quartet. After twenty rounds of fighting, Gou Zhufeng shouted: "Jiang Daochang, fall!" Jiang Hanshan was slightly shocked, but he did not fall, everyone was glad for him, and Gou Zhufeng shouted again: "Jiang Hanshan, don't you fall yet?" Jiang Hanshan shook again, but still standing. Gou stopped the wind and shouted: "Jiang Hanshan fell quickly!" Jiang Hanshan shook suddenly, and fell to the ground and fainted. The crowd changed color in shock. Even Li Qinglian was shocked and said, "What kind of spell is this?"

Lin Xi suddenly thought of someone and shouted: "Gou Chang Envoy!" Although the face of this person in front of him is different, and he has never heard his voice, but his body is very similar to Gou Chang Envoy, if it weren't for the last sentence he called, Lin Xi would not have recognized it.

Gou Zhifeng heard someone call out Gou Chang's envoy, changed color slightly, glanced at Lin Xi, turned around again, and said secretly: "How can anyone recognize me?"