Xiangyu's clothes were torn, he didn't dare to stay longer, and hurriedly ran to the wing room, Xiaoxi looked at Long Kui, and said apologetically: "You are Long Kui, right? Don't care, I'll send you a set of clothes to return you." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"No need, young master. Long Kui replied with a smile indifferently.

Xiaoxi didn't speak again, looked at him again, and chased Xiangyu.

Long Kui looked at his empty chest, he seemed to be very used to this matter, and did not react much, staring at the long sword on the ground with an expressionless face, stepped forward, and picked it up.

Suddenly, the long sword was mentioned, and the person followed the sword, and it was inconceivable to shoot at the hibiscus that Gongsun Qiuyue practiced sword every day, and with a volley in the air, a green steel sword silently pierced the granite that was at least two feet thick on the wall.

He used Gongsun Feiwu to hurt him, and the trick Feihua was moon by month.

He gently pulled out his sword, but there were no scratches on the blade, as if it had stabbed a piece of tofu, and he advanced and retreated freely.

This is not a sword, it can pierce through hard stone so easily, and there is no trace or sound, only one word is fast, as fast as it can fly.

For more than ten years, he has practiced all this word fast.

The level and depth of kung fu can also be said to depend on most of such a fast word.

Picking up the scraps of clothes on the ground, he prepared to return the sword.

The breeze blows, and the hibiscus stamens have slowly fallen, and there is only one stamen, and the third stamen.

Gongsun Qiuyue didn't practice today, because he had to go to Lushan and Haiguling.

This place is the venue for a week later, the two great families of martial arts competition.

For the first time in fifteen years, he came here to observe the terrain in advance, and he just wanted to know more about the venue and prepare for victory.

This time, he acted alone, and he could not disclose his whereabouts, otherwise he would be dishonored to the reputation of the Gongsun family.

In fact, the venue is just a little more weedy, everything is still the same, and the only thing you can pay attention to is the weather, wind direction, cold and warm, and clouds.

It has taken two days to go back and forth, and there are only five days left before the competition.

In the past five days, the Gongsun family has been in a mess, some are excited, some are complaining, some are sighing, some are bored, and some are full of indifference.

Generally speaking, the older ones feel more, especially Gongsun Qiuyue, who doesn't seem to be very sure, and his mood is very heavy, but he has to comfort everyone, sometimes pretending to smile indifferently.

These things have no intention at all for Long Kui, although the Gongsun Mansion is luxurious, but the place where the subordinates live is still very simple, leaning on a remote corner, a cluster of tall and fallen leaves, and a new bamboo bush, green and yellow, very messy. A square ancient well next to it looks wet, and the corners of the house are full of hoes, dustpans, bamboo weaving, and flooded large water tanks.

All firewood, rice, oil, salt, food, clothing, shelter and transportation, to be used and washed, it can be said that all of them are in this house.

It was a bit of a mess, but they cleaned it up.

Long Kuiwo was in this hut that was not very transparent, and as long as the setting sun climbed through the Tianzi window on the wall, the room would be dark.

He sat down at the old table he had found, which looked like a small shrine, and on the wall opposite it was a small wooden board with a burnt of incense, two red candles, and on the wall was his carved mother's shrine.

There were a few books on the table, a pair of inkstones, and a candle lamp, although it was dark, he still did not light the lamp, and looked at his mother's spiritual position in a daze.

He was thinking about Uncle Liao next door, who had been a servant in Gongsun Mansion all his life, and the family lived peacefully, happily, and gave birth to two sons and a daughter, all of whom also planned to inherit their father's business, and often worked hard. Originally, his mother might have lived like this with him, why did he move away? Now that his life is stable, there is always something missing......

He was thinking about the miserable days when mother and son depended on each other in the past, and he was thinking about why Lao Yao always tortured people who were suffering from hardships and gave his mother a disease?

He thought about what his mother said, "If your father is still here, why should you suffer with your mother?"

He was thinking that he could start by remembering. I don't know what my father looks like.

He thinks about a lot of things, all of which are back to 100 million, and he has no vision.

"Sir...... How did you get here. ”

Long Kui suddenly felt that someone was approaching, and when he looked up, Gongsun Qiuyue was already standing at the door.

"Master, this place ......" Long Kui felt that this place was small and dark, and it was really not suitable for the master to visit.

"It's okay!" Gongsun Qiuyue said with a smile: "I have been busy for a few days, but I forgot about you, today is more leisurely, so I came by myself." ”

Long Kui didn't know what to say, and stood in the room. Gongsun Qiuyue lit the incense stick, respectfully worshiped the gods, and after inserting the incense, he said, "How are you practicing kung fu?"

"Sit, sit, sir!" Long Kui pulled out the bamboo chair he was sitting on and pushed it to him, "It's okay." ”

Gongsun Qiuyue said with a smile: "It's good if there is progress, you can sit too!"

He asked Long Kui to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Do you know about the skill competition with the Murong family the day after tomorrow?"

Gongsun Qiuyue asked.

"Yes. "Do you want to go?" "Sir...... I'm not good at martial arts......" "How about going and see?"

"Master, I'm a subordinate......"

This sentence is very difficult to say, and it also draws the line between the two. If Gongsun Qiuyue brings someone with him for no reason, it will definitely cause criticism, and it may embarrass Long Kui.

"Actually, what's the difference between you and me?" Gongsun Qiuyue felt that he no longer invited him to go with him, and he asked, "How do you feel about the competition?"

"I didn't...... I don't understand any of that. ”

Gongsun Qiuyue felt a little apologetic, and always asked people about the rivers and lakes. changed the subject: "I want to tell you that there is a competition and there is a victory or defeat, no matter what the victory or defeat is, I still hope you can continue to practice." ”

"Good. Long Kui replied very cheerfully.

"In addition, I will be away for a few days, some kung fu can not teach you, this is my hand-copied moves, you take it to learn first, and I will guide you when I come back. ”

He took out a pamphlet and handed it to Long Kui.

The knife is opened, and it is all sword moves, which is the Gongsun family's peerless "Shocking Moon Slash".

"Sir, these swords ......"

When he saw the sword moves, he had that bloody feeling.

Gongsun Qiuyue smiled kindly: "You take it! This is the secret of the Shocking Moon Slash, although it is only a sword style, but it can also be turned into a palm technique, and you can practice it without a sword, but you have to remember, you must not throw it away or let people find out, it is better to memorize it and burn it, you know?"

Long Kui couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it.

"There is not much time, we will leave tomorrow, and it will take three days to return at the earliest. ”

"I hope the old man will be victorious. ”

Gongsun Qiuyue patted him on the shoulder and left with a smile. ＇

Long Kui walked out of the door, and several subordinates had already gathered around, asking the eldest master to come to find the next person, which can be said to be the first way to break the wasteland.

Long Kui's answer was that the master saw that he was young and strong, and whether he wanted to go to Lushan with the martial artist.

Everyone felt that it was a pity that he didn't go.

Lushan has been full of heroes from all walks of life.

The triennial competition between the two major families of martial arts is a big event in martial arts, and it is not inferior to Shaolin Liberation Formation and Huashan Sword.

Haiguling is located at the southern foot of Lushan Mountain, with cliffs on three sides, a cliff on one side, clouds and mist everywhere, stretching like the sea, so it is named.

The weeds on Haiguling have been removed, and there are five masters on both sides, and there are three masters sitting on the left side of the middle wall, respectively, the head of Shaolin Wuxin Master, the head of Wudang Mu Yangzi, and the other white-haired old man is the elder of Huashan who is extremely respectful.

Gongsun Qiuyue sat on the Taishi chair on the left, and his younger brother was sitting on his side, and Gongsun Broken with a two-inch-long scar on the left side of his face, in order, was Feimist. Xiangyu and creeks. The eldest prince Feiyun did not come because of the loss of martial arts.

There are four members of the Murong family on the right, Murong Tian, his son Murong Bai, and his wife Qingrou and daughter Murong Xue.

Murong Tian seems to be in a very good spirit, since he was thirty-one years old, he has taken on the responsibility of handing over skills, and now he has been eighteen years, he is in the prime of life, and his kung fu is more refined.

The surrounding audience is very quiet, and people naturally cherish it very much.

Noon has arrived.

Master Wuxin stood with a smile: "The three-year Murong and Gongsun competition is approaching, this is the most killing-free and shocking competition in the martial arts, and Lao Gao is here to announce the start of the competition." ”

All around - applause.

Gongsun Qiuyue got up and clasped her fists and arched her hands: "Brother Murong, I am fortunate to meet, I am fortunate to be lucky! In the past three years, my magic skills must have increased greatly, and I should go all out, little brother." “

Murong Tian also got up and clenched his fists, and said with a smile: "How dare you, who doesn't know that the cold sound of the autumn moon in Weibei is like the heavens and the earth, and I can only ask for advice, junior brother, how dare I speak up?"

"You're welcome!" Gongsun Qiuyue was no longer polite, and said, "Brother, are we still winning or losing three games?"

"Just follow my brother. Murong Tiandao: "Swordsmanship, palm technique, and internal force." ”

"How about starting with the palm technique?"

"Okay!

As soon as the words fell, Murong Tian roared and shook the sky, imaginatively, calmly, and swept towards the center in a chic manner.

Qiu Yuehan is not far behind, a swallow is picking water, and the end is like a god descending to earth, and the audience is amazed.

When the two met, without saying a word, Murong Juexue Xuanyao's palm transformed into a momentum that overwhelmed the sky and the sea, and attacked the three key points of Qiu Yuehan.

Qiu Yue calmly responded to the battle, slapped out three palms, defused the attack on the left, and then took off again, swept into the air to avoid the five palms, and swept his backhand, it seemed to be a bit like a Shaolin stele wrestler, and he slashed towards the empty door behind Murong Tian with great speed.

"Good move!"

Mu Rongtian shouted, returned to the horse like a golden gun, and hit Qiu Yue's left waist, so as to twist his body, seal it with both palms, and hit Qiu Yue's left palm, palm to palm.

However, Qiu Yue didn't want to dismantle it hard, took a breath of true qi, and floated to the left front with the power of Murong's palm, landed on his feet, danced his right hand, and suddenly took off again, spinning a few times, bringing up a strong wind, hitting Su Rong like a torrent.

Murong Tian came prepared, steadied his horse, sealed his palms, and waited for this fatal blow.

The two sides fought again, and the autumn wind swirled around Murong Tian like sweeping leaves, with the shadows of the palms and the sound of crackling like firecrackers.

After a few moves, there were beads of sweat on both sides' foreheads, and the offensive did not stop. Judging from the style of play, it can be guessed that Qiu Yue is using ingenuity to avoid losing too much power.

Murong Tian is fighting in real life, and he wants to take his surname with a quick offensive.

Suddenly, both sides shouted, and Murong Tian rushed towards Qiu Yue with his palm, attacking seven palms, forcing Qiu Yue to soar into the air.

The curtain rose in a hurry to catch up, and the cloudy sky was completely unfolded, destroying Tuo and rushing to the bottom of the autumn moon.

This trick is bound for him.

Qiu Yue is in the air, and it is not easy to change, so she changes from defense to offense, and it is all a sealing move.

In this way, it was constantly hit into the air by Murong Tian like a ball.

Seeing this, Murong Tian had a plan, and hurriedly withdrew, letting Qiu Yue fall to the ground, and then deceiving himself, Mount Tai was overwhelmed, and his power was unmatched.

The autumn moon fell, and everyone screamed, seeing that they were about to be injured under Murong's palm, they had to make a big spin and stagger their palms. The left palm is underneath, and the right palm is hard to follow Murong's palms.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, Murong Tian shot backwards and retreated, flipped seven times in a row, and fell to the ground towards the cliff, gasping for breath.

Qiu Yue kept rolling on the ground until she was almost in the chair and did not get up.

The clothes were stained with yellow mud, and they were a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Xiangyu hurriedly shouted: "Dad!"

I wanted to go to see how Qiu Yue was injured, but was stopped by Gongsun Xuan.

On the surface, it seems that Akizuki lost this game.

The two sides approached, coaxed each other, and the heroes smiled bitterly at each other.

After a long time, Murong Tiancai said indifferently: "I lost!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Obviously, it was Murong Tian who forced Qiu Yue to the ground, how could he lose?

Qiu Yue smiled bitterly: "Luck!"

At this time, Master Wuxin Fang stood up and said, "In the first palm technique, Qiuyue is the only one. ”

Cheers erupted.

Especially the people on the side of the Gongsun family, they all shouted that Qiu Yue Han was worthy of Qiu Yue Han.

In fact, in the fight just now, insiders knew at a glance that Qiu Yue gave up half of his hand in the last move.

Although Murong Tian recoiled and ascended, condescending, and had the advantage, when he pounced with all his might, he didn't think about defense, and his lower abdomen was exposed.

If Qiu Yue Hanyue forces back with both palms, but only use one palm and hit the ground with his left hand, although it can increase the strength of the counterattack, but it is always weaker than two palms.

Since it is weaker and can resist Mu Rongtian's palm, it will be much easier to hit Mu Rongtian with his left hand.

Autumn Moon is only forcing casualties.

That's why we won the game.

Murong Tian didn't want to rest, he wanted to take advantage of his youth and strength, and immediately said: "I also ask Brother Gongsun for guidance in the second sword technique." ”

Gongsun Qiuyue nodded with a smile: "Be careful." ”

The two sides unfolded their sword momentum again, and the momentum was even better than that of the palm technique.

Murong Tian had already sensed that Qiu Yue's swordsmanship was not stable from the moves, and he suddenly felt relieved.

As soon as the ten moves passed, suddenly Murong Tian shouted, and the famous martial arts Murong Seven Swords had been unfolded, and one after another sword shadows were swarming towards Qiuyue like a school of fish, like turning over the river and the sea, magnificent!

Not to mention the frightening moon slash of the autumn moon, like a volcanic eruption, rushing through one bush after another, it is not inferior at all. Suddenly, the two sides shot backwards seven or eight feet away, and one spun around and then shot backwards into the air.

Like a silver rainbow hanging in the air.

Touched again, three times in a row.

It's like climbing a tower, rushing upward.

The last touch is complete!

The two sides have staggered and are flying back to the ground.

Qiu Yue's face was a little pale.

He knew he had lost the game.

Master Wuxin, Mu Yangzi and the old man without resentment had already gotten up and walked towards Qiuyue and Murong.

It was easy to find a fine mark on the purple palace acupoint on the chest of the two of them.

It wasn't long before Master Wuxin announced: "In the second game, the swordsmanship curtain is unique!"

The crowd cheered.

The young and vigorous Gongsun Feiwu had already stood up: "My family's swordsmanship can't be missed!" As soon as these words came out, thousands of eyes were shooting towards him.

Qiu Yue nodded and said, "Yes, Feiwu, Uncle lost." ”

Feiwu shouted, "Then it must be that you recognized the wrong acupoint, or you were too slow to shoot, so that's the case." ”

Gongsun shook his beard like Zhang Fei, and shouted, "Feiwu must not be rude! How can you criticize your uncle's martial arts?"

Feiwu lowered his head unwillingly and stopped talking.

Qiu Yue smiled dumbly and turned to Murong Tian, "Your swordsmanship is really sharp. ”

Murong Tian smiled: "It's just luck." ”

The result of this battle is that the two sides stagger fencing, and then each finds an opportunity to slash at the other's acupuncture.

Autumn Moon was a little off and lost.

The third internal force has been launched.

With both hands and four palms together, winning or losing lies in how deep the footprints are and how deep the victory and defeat are.

In less than a few minutes, the two began to sweat, and everyone's hearts hung on their chests with the fight between the two, and some clenched their palms even more, and the sweat soaked out was more than the people who were playing on the field.

In less than half an hour, the hands of the two began to tremble, their legs shook slightly, and the ground began to sink.

Qiuyue's legs were red and she began to breathe rapidly.

The curtain is not far behind, and his neck is as thick as a thigh.

Two quarters of an hour had passed, and their clothes were soaked, and their footprints had sunk three inches.

Qiu Yue gritted her teeth, a little impatient.

Murong Tian closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, but he was still calm.

It may drag on too long, which is very bad for Qiuyue.

By this moment, everyone present had held their breath and secretly cheered for the role they hoped would win. The people in the chairs also stood up.

Now both sides have roared loudly, and the fight has reached its peak.

Qiu Yue tried her best to inconvenience her expression to be too nervous, so as not to affect the fame of the Gongsun family and the mood of everyone.

But Murong Tian didn't have such scruples, because he was more than twenty years younger than Qiu Yue. If his internal strength is insufficient, he will not be ashamed even if he loses, so he can fight with all his heart.

In this way, it seemed that Murong Tian was already exhausted, and his hands trembled very much.

Suddenly, Qiu Yue's body leaned back, and her footprints sank a lot deeper.

The crowd cried out in surprise.

Suddenly, there was another wild laugh

"Ha ......"

At the end of the laughter, out of nowhere, a bad old man with unkempt hair, torn clothes and trousers, like a beggar, looked like a madman, and walked towards the two of them like crazy: "What qualifications do you have to represent the Gongsun family with this kind of kung fu?" haha......

Suddenly, he slapped his palm and hit Qiu Yue and Murong Tian, the two of them were struggling to fight, and no one could get out.

When he boarded, Qiu Yue was beaten and fell to the ground and vomited blood on the spot.

"Daddy......"

Xiangyu screamed and rushed up, wanting to save Qiuyue.

After that, many people rushed up.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

It was so sudden.

The old man immediately shouted: "Take down this person!"

With the command, everyone attacked the crazy old man.

"What are you? What is he Qiuyue? What qualifications does he have to represent the Gongsun family! Such poor martial arts, hahahaha......"

Under the siege of many masters, the madman can come and go freely, such kung fu is really incredible.

Gongsun Duan's eyes were even more red, and he wanted to avenge his brother, so he pestered him regardless of his life.

"Gongsun Duan, you're not a thing, what qualifications do you have......?"

The crazy old man repelled Gongsun Duan with a palm, no longer fighting, and swept down the mountain, disappearing without a trace with great speed.

Only his arrogant laughter remained, echoing endlessly.

No one expected that the competition would end like this, and they couldn't guess who this strange old man was, and why his martial arts were so strong! So many martial arts masters were helpless against him.

Gongsun Qiuyue and Murong Tian were both seriously injured and fell to the ground unconscious.

Master Heartless hurried to the rescue.

Although the lives of the two were saved, it would take some time for them to recover.

It happened suddenly, and everyone did not dare to stay, and they dispersed.

In order to save people, the Gongsun and Murong families also quickly left Haiguling.

The news came out, and there was another incredible master in the martial arts.

Qiu Yuehan and Murong Tian were evenly divided, and both were killed and seriously injured.

The news of Qiu Yuehan's injury soon spread throughout Gongsun Mansion, and Long Kui also heard about it. He had been wandering around the West Courtyard for several days, hoping to see him. He wanted to hand over the elixir in his hand to him, but he couldn't get in. So bored that he had to prune the flowers and trees, pass the time, and one day he finally met Xiangyu.

"Miss......"

Xiangyu saw that it was Long Kui, remembering that he stood up for himself last time, he also stopped and smiled slightly.

"Is there something wrong?"

Long Kui didn't dare to look at her sweet smile more. The scissors in his right hand involuntarily cut up: "Master, he ......"

"It's out of the way, I think it will be fine in a few days. ”