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After hearing this, Hongchen stroked his beard, and then said slowly: "Senior brother, it's not because my brother won't help you, that statue is the statue of your previous Seven Killings Elder, and it is also my junior brother, he looks a little stumbling, I also admit it, but one day when you go to the immortal, I'm looking for someone to smash your statue, that's not, yes, you said yes, hehehe, well, so you can bear with it, look at it, it's good." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Hongchen snorted haha, Meng Qilin really didn't know that there was such a thing, so he had to endure it, although he said that when he was immortal, Hongchen didn't know how many years older than himself didn't sound too good, regardless of him, he couldn't care about it, Meng Qilin hurriedly said: "Senior brother, when I didn't say it, when I didn't say it." ”

After saying that, he quickly retired, he didn't know what this master meant, it was better to find his own master, so he shouldn't come to him. As soon as he arrived at the main hall, the white-eyed Daoist patted Meng Qilin's shoulder and said, "Hey, my good apprentice, what are you afraid of those juniors?" Now even Tianji, Tianshu and they are not necessarily your opponents, rest assured, rest assured. After saying that, he waved his hand and motioned for him to leave.

Meng Qilin wondered, why is the master so relieved of himself, he is embarrassed, is it good to be a master? Although they are all his apprentices and grandchildren, his own apprentices lose to his apprentices and grandchildren, although he is still young.

The next day, the sun just showed half of its face, and on the square in front of the Zhengyang store in the main hall, many disciples had already gathered, and there was a big news today, and the local law Xiangyi wanted to challenge the disciples who were in charge of the real person to close the door, which was a big news. Although Xiangyi's cultivation is not very high in the sect, he is also a first-class master, especially his set of Qingfeng swordsmanship, which is perfect.

The swordsmanship is like a breeze, when you are still intoxicated in the breeze, the sword has locked your various lifelines, and people can die quietly in comfort at any time, and Meng Qilin has never heard of anything special.

Just after the hour, before Meng Qilin came to the gate of Zhengyang Palace, Xiangyi was already waiting there, he held the sword in both hands, looked at Meng Qilin arrogantly, and said with a sneer: "Master, the disciple will not be saluted if he competes with you today." His words drew a burst of laughter from the crowd around him. At this time, Hongyu held a sword and raised her hands above her head to Meng Qilin, who took it casually, but still beat the drum in her heart.

But so many people naturally couldn't lose face, and after a while, the four great elders of Hongchen, Hongxue, Hongfa, and Hongyin came, and sat down on the four Taishi chairs on both sides of the square. This is Hongchen waved his hand, pointed to Hongxue beside him and said, "Senior brother, who do you like?" Why don't we take a gamble? ”

"Hey, senior brother, gambling is not allowed in the mountain gate, you are the master, not to mention that you haven't gambled in nearly a hundred years." Hongxue resigned.

"Hey, just make a bet, what's more, the elders of the Discipline Hall are competing in martial arts, hehe, are you afraid?" Hongchen is still joking. Hongxue also jokingly said: "Since this is the case, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate, if you want to bet, of course it is to bet that our Senior Brother Meng won, when have we Zhang Jiaozhen seen it?" ”

"Then I can only bet that our Senior Brother Meng loses, otherwise he will be blocked from winning, how can I play?" Hongchen followed, and although the voices were noisy, Meng Qilin listened to these words really well.

After a while, Hongchen said, "Let's start." ”

Xiang Yicang pulled out his sword, and Meng Qilin also quickly drew his sword out of its sheath, he has no actual combat experience now, of course he must be cautious, and naturally he will not be modest. Xiangyi took the lead in playing a sword flower in front of him, and his technique was quite mature and sophisticated.

And Meng Qilin immediately put on a posture, which was the seventy-two starting hand style of the Cloud Palace, and Xiangyi suddenly laughed: "Master, is our master of the real person teaching you this?" Cloud Palace Seventy-two Style, our Four Elephant disciples are getting started with swordsmanship, are you still learning this? Hahaha. ”

Xiang Yi mobilized the atmosphere all of a sudden, and the ridicule was endless, no wonder the white eyebrow Dao Chang was so casual when he gave him this book, Meng Qilin felt blushing and felt that he had been deceived. At this time, Xiangyi had already pointed his sword straight ahead, the sword body swung up, the blade was like a spiritual snake, and the hilt was whirring with wind, no wonder it was called Qingfeng swordsmanship, and the softness and silver light of the sword body flashed like a flower.

Coupled with the continuous movement of Xiangyi's body, it feels like he is enjoying a dance, but this set of swordsmanship has a shortcoming, that is, how can Xiangyi's body movements be so slow, like an old man. Could this be the essence of the Qingfeng Sword Technique?

Meng Qilin stared at Xiangyi, although he saw that the other party was very slow, but in the eyes of ordinary disciples, the speed was like the wind, and he couldn't see Xiangyi's figure at all. Xiangyi suddenly took out his sword, and the blade slashed out several feet, and in an instant he came to Meng Qilin's approach, and everyone pinched a cold sweat for Meng Qilin, but Meng Qilin didn't play that set of Cloud Palace Seventy-two Styles, he felt that it was unnecessary, because he felt that Xiangyi's movements were really too slow.

Seeing that the sword was about to stab him in the throat, Meng Qilin just deviated to the side, bypassed it directly, and then came behind Xiangyi, and said, "Did you come over?" With a snap, a sword slapped on Xiangyi's buttocks, and Xiangyi suddenly lost his center of gravity, snapped, and fell into the mud. And Meng Qilin slowly turned around and looked at Xiangyi.

Thinking to himself, the challenge was so unchallenging, and at this time, someone in the crowd was already shouting: "Shizun is mighty, he broke the Qingfeng Sword Technique of Xiangdao Chang so easily, Shizun is too powerful." ”

"Okay, great, Xiangyi's Qingfeng Sword Technique has been practiced to the extreme, I didn't expect that my junior brother would be able to use the Cloud Palace Seventy-two Styles to break this sword technique, it was an eye-opener, it was really an eye-opener." It was Hongxue who spoke, and Hongchen also praised with his beard: "Wonderful, wonderful, it turns out that Qingfeng swordsmanship is so broken." ”

At this time, Xiangyi hurriedly got up, and said with a little anger in his mouth: "No, not just now, I didn't stand firm just now, come again, start again." Meng Qilin was also confused, could it be that they said that the so-called Qingfeng Sword Technique was really powerful?

At this time, Xiangyi took out his sword again, he snorted, jumped up, the sword pointed forward, the tip of the sword locked on Meng Qilin, and fell from the sky, the sword flower was like a tornado, and there was no dead end within a few steps. Meng Qilin thought to himself, why did this person fall from the sky so slowly? Then he walked away, waiting for the tip of Xiangyi's sword to hit the ground, stretched out a kick and kicked Xiangyi's right squeaky nest, and Xiangyi flew away again. Slapped to the ground.

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