"Brother Cangshan doesn't have to be too humble, this is the first game, and there is a competition between three generations of disciples, this is the main event, I don't know who Brother Cangshan is going to send?"

Bu Zhi was obviously very confident in the disciples he had taught by himself, and Cangshan pointed at Yun Qing and Fu Wan'er: "These two are the three generations of disciples sent by the old man!" ”

He took two steps forward and nodded: "Well, I didn't expect that there are still two female disciples, seeing that the two are neither humble nor arrogant, it is indeed rare, go away, the first one will be yours!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a tall young man walked out, carrying a broadsword behind his back: "I have seen all the seniors, the two junior sisters!" Please! ”

Mo Wen took two steps forward, and did not shy away from saying: "Yunqing, you go, the swordsmanship practiced by this person must be extremely fierce, and you must not give the opponent a chance to make a move." ”

Yun Qing took a deep breath: "Yes, Uncle Shi!" ”

Sui Yuan looked at Yun Qing and showed an ugly smile: "Senior sister, be careful!" ”

Yun Qing smiled slightly, slowly unsheathed the sword, and everyone was stunned, it turned out to be a wooden sword in his hand!

Sui Yuan was suddenly displeased: "Senior sister, is this looking down on Sui Yuan?" Actually used a wooden sword against me? ”

Buzhi's face was also a little ugly: "Brother Cangshan, is this ......?"

Cangshan also looked at Mo Wen in confusion, and Mo Wen said: "Don't misunderstand the sect master of Buzhi, this is not Yunqing's trust, but this wooden sword is light and agile, and it is the most suitable swordsmanship for Yunqing!" ”

When Bu Zhi heard Mo Wen say this, his face softened slightly: "Go away, the wooden sword is the wooden sword, don't keep your hand!" ”

"Yes! Disciple obeys! Sui Yuan took two steps forward, broadsword in his hand, ready to fire.

"Okay, let's go!!"

With the corner of his mouth raised, he rushed up frantically, and with every step, the ground trembled, showing how much power he had, and he was about to attack Yun Qing's body, everyone only heard a slight sound of waving his sword, and when he reacted, Yun Qing had already turned around and walked out of the ring.

Everyone was puzzled: "What happened?" Is it the disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect who admits defeat? ”

Sui Yuan stood in place for a long time, and suddenly sat on the ground: "I lost!" ”

"Huh? What's going on with this? Why did you suddenly admit defeat. ”

"What a fast sword!" Bu Zhi and Jue Wu both spoke at the same time, and Bu Zhi sighed lightly: "No wonder Fairy Yunqing chose to use a wooden sword, now I understand, this is for fear of hurting the lives of my disciples!" ”

"Sect Master of Steps, what just happened? I haven't figured it out yet, so why is it over? "There are many people watching the battle here are elders of various factions, if you look closely, you can naturally see the doorway, but unfortunately they feel that the competition between the three generations of disciples is extremely boring, so they don't bother to watch the battle carefully, but in the dazzling kung fu, the competition has ended.

Bu Zhi shook his head: "You better watch it, Han Xuan, you go!" Watch out for your opponent's quick sword! ”

Mo Wen glanced at Han Xuan, and there was no sword in this person's hand, but there was a faint cold light flashing on his wrist, Mo Wen said: "What this person is practicing is a soft sword, which is extremely weird, and the attack is pervasive, Wan'er, you go, remember, the soft sword technique is the same as the sword technique I gave you, the real is virtual, and the virtual is real!" ”

Fu Wan'er nodded: "Got it, Uncle Shi!" ”

Han Xuan arched his hand slightly: "Senior sister, be careful!" ”

Fu Wan'er smiled, looked at the polite Han Xuan, and suddenly put away her smile: "Lift the clouds and see the moon!" ”

Han Xuan was taken aback, this is not what happened, what happened Fu Wan'er suddenly made a move, and it was too late to pull out the soft sword at the moment, so she had to dodge sideways, and after standing still, she hurriedly pulled out the soft sword and prepared to attack, Fu Wan'er's second attack arrived again: "Yin and Yang Division!" ”

The sword in Fu Wan'er's hand seemed to be turned into two, attacking Han Xuan on the left and right sides, Han Xuan raised his eyebrows, and the soft sword in his hand curled slightly, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, winding back and forth, seeing that he was about to block Fu Wan'er's sword, suddenly Fu Wan'er retracted: "All things are one!" ”

The two phantoms suddenly merged into one, stabbing at the center of Han Xuan's soft sword, and happened to stab the tip of the soft sword, Han Soft was shocked, it was impossible to collect the move, let the soft sword bend, Han Xuan retreated all the way, and was almost to the edge of the ring, Fu Wan'er suddenly put away the sword and turned around: "Medium!" ”

A sword hit Han Xuan's back heart, and Han Xuan sighed: "I lost, junior sister has good swordsmanship!" ”

Buzhi's face is getting more and more ugly, both of them have lost, according to the agreement, Buzhi can also send three people, but so many fellow martial artists are there, if three more people are sent, it will be a wheel battle, even if he wins, he will inevitably be ridiculed: "Yunhai Immortal Sect lost!" ”

Cangshan was stunned: "Isn't the sect master of the step still ......?"

"Uncle Shi!" Mo Wen interrupted Cangshan's words, the reason why this step did not send the back three people was to save face, if Cangshan said it, it would be embarrassing, so Mo Wen hurriedly interjected: "Buzhi Sect Master Gao Yi, Yun Qing, Wan'er, in terms of martial arts, whether it is Han Xuan or Sui Yuan, they are much higher than the two of them, and the reason why they won is because of this strange trick!" You can only use it once, which is really a win. ”

Buzhi smiled slightly: "Losing is losing, how can there be no victory, if this is a battle of life and death, the two of them are already dead, where is there a second chance." ”

The various factions were suddenly noisy, they originally thought that the Zixiao Sword Sect had declined, whether it was the second generation of disciples or the third generation of disciples, they were already very withered, they didn't expect that there were still such two juniors, and they couldn't help but think of the disciples of their own sect, whether they could be able to defeat these two.

Buzhi stepped into the ring: "Fellow Daoists, today is my Yunhai Immortal Sect and Zixiao Sword Sect competition, now the victory and defeat have been divided, Zixiao Sword Sect's skills are superior, in addition, the old man has one more thing to announce, my closed disciple Pu Jia, and Cang Feng, the son of Brother Cangshan, are in love, and I intend to marry Pu Jia to Cangfeng as his wife!" ”

"Oh, congratulations, congratulations, Brother Cangshan is congratulating, Brother Bu is congratulating!"

"No!!" At this moment, an untimely voice came out, and I saw a young man with a gloomy face rushing up: "Master, Pu Jia can't marry Cangfeng!" ”

"Nonsense, you get back to me!"

"Master, I won't go back, I like Pujia, I entered the Yunhai Immortal Sect to marry her, why do you want to marry her!"

Bu Zhiqiang endured his anger, but many sects had already understood: "This kid is called the Sect Master of Buzhi, then he should be Pu Jia's nephew, how can this be true!" ”

Bu Zhi stomped his foot: "Bastard thing!" Come, take him to the wood-house. ”

"Master! I want to see Pu Jia, I don't believe she will marry someone else! I want to see Pu Jia!! The young man kept screaming.

"Tang San, don't pester me anymore, I have already said it, I already have a heart!" As soon as these words came out, the young man suddenly fell to the ground and lost his mind for a long time!

(End of chapter)