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Ah Zhai was busy today, and he didn't hurry home until the afternoon, and he finished writing this chapter in a hurry, and the other one was until the evening.

The first small ** of the text has arrived late, and the plot will gradually speed up in the future, and I hope that the book friends who have been supporting Azhai will endure for a while, and the truly exciting plot has not yet been staged. But...... Soon!

Chang Jingwang's voice here has not fallen, there is already a sound of "choking" There is a sound of drawing a sword out of the sheath, and more than a dozen little Taoist priests draw their swords at the same time, and the momentum is quite amazing, but it scares Chang Jingwang a lot.

Chang Jingwang muttered in his heart: I didn't say that there was a group fight, why should I still fight in a group?

Chang Jingwang's face turned blue here, and his heart beat for a while, but the Qingyunguan disciples over there started an argument there.

"The surname is Chang, I will come to learn the high recruitment......"

"I'm a big brother, I'll come first......"

"Use a knife to kill chickens, senior brother later, let me ...... first"

"I'll go to the ...... first"

"I'll ......"

......

Chatter, messy...... The crowd around was already laughing and cheering loudly.

The faces of several disciples of the Sword Sect became more and more gloomy, and these stinky Taoist priests were also nowhere to be seen. When had the Sky Zhao Sword Gate ever been so despised.

But that Chang Jingwang was still there watching......

"Jing Wang—" shouted angrily.

Chang Jingwang was excited, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he shouted loudly: "Qingyun thief Dao, quickly respond to the battle-"

"Qingyun Guanyunlu came to ask for advice-"

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old little Taoist priest took advantage of the argument with the same door, directly drew his sword and jumped into the door, seizing the opportunity.

"Wow-Yunlu is too cunning......"

Ignoring the noise of the same door on the side, Yun Lu saluted slightly, pinched the sword trick with his left hand, pointed at the long sword with his right hand, and went straight to Chang Jingwang's throat with a "smile pointing at Tiannan". The action was done in one go, and it was obvious that the sword had worked hard. Yun Lu knew that the enemy's martial arts cultivation was much higher than his own, so he seized the opportunity and went all out to attack without mercy.

Chang Jingwang was taken aback, obviously not prepared enough for the skillful swordsmanship of the little Taoist priest in front of him, and he couldn't deal with it.

Although Chang Jingwang is a disciple of Changkong Zhao Sword Sect, he has only learned a set of basic swordsmanship for less than two months, and his kung fu is mainly in the fists and feet handed down by the Chang family. In the face of Yunlu's attack, Chang Jingwang's set of [Sky Sword Technique] was half-baked, tired of coping, and he was obviously much higher than Yunlu, but he was suppressed for a while and couldn't raise his head.

Tear pull-

The sound of a cloth tearing sounded.

Yunlu sword out of a chain, a series of five swords cut Chang Jingwang's right arm, and finally in the last sword cut Chang Jingwang's sleeve.

The disciples of Qingyunguan applauded, while the side of the Changkong Zhaojian Gate had a gloomy face, and they all scolded Chang Jingwang for his incompetence.

Chang Jingwang was ashamed, but he was terrified in his heart. This disciple of Qingyunguan made a good swordsmanship, although he encouraged him to resist, but he still couldn't escape the sword that came from it, secretly hating himself for talking too much just now, and now it is inevitable to make a fool of himself, and at the same time secretly hating Chang Jingfan, knowing that he has just started and has not mastered his skills, he has forced himself to compete with outsiders.

Chang Jingwang has a despicable and shameless personality, he was arrogant and domineering just now, but because of his improper choice, he was ugly, and he was frightened, so he complained about the sky and others, and even secretly scolded his peers, thinking that everyone was sorry for him.

Chang Jingwang's inferior expression, Chang Jingfan had already seen it impatiently, and finally couldn't help shouting: "Chang Jingwang, have you learned all the cultivation of the 'Strong Yuan Realm' from a dog?

Chang Jingfan shouted, which made Chang Jingwang's eyes light up. That's right, my cultivation is higher than his, and my internal strength is stronger than my opponent's, so why should I compete with him in swordsmanship? As long as I use my internal force, I can stabilize him.

With a thought in his head, he couldn't help but secretly scold himself for his lack of experience in martial arts. Operate the internal force, enter the sword in your hand, look at the direction of the opponent's sword, silently use the internal force, and slash hard.

As soon as he heard it, Yun Lu only felt a strong attack, the long sword in his hand flew in response, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand cracked, dripping with blood.

Chang Jingwang was unforgiving, and secretly hated the other party for letting him look foreign before, and the long sword in his hand was deflected, and it slashed directly at Yun Lu's left eye.

Yun Lu was frightened, and hurriedly dodged, but was kicked by Chang Jingwang, right in the abdomen, and the internal force bombarded into the body, and the whole person was kicked backwards and flew up, lying on the ground, with a sweet mouth, and spit out a mouthful of blood, but he had no strength to stand up.

Hahaha――

Chang Jingwang laughed wildly, stepped over in a few steps, stepped on the back of Yun Lu's head, crushed it hard, and laughed wildly: "TMD stinky Taoist, your grandfather Chang let you have a few colors, and you still dare to inch in?

Chang Jingwang's villainous face was vividly vivid.

When the surrounding people saw Chang Jingwang's posture, they made a loud uproar for a while.

"Bastard—"

"Stop—"

The disciples of the Qingyun audience naturally couldn't see their fellow disciples being insulted like this. In a flash, the sharp wind struck the body, and a sharp sword slashed at Chang Jingwang's calf that stepped on Yun Lu's head.

Chang Jingwang hurriedly closed the back of his legs and looked at it, but it turned out to be Yun Chong, who had been arguing with him before.

Yun Chong saw that the senior brothers carried Yun Lu down, and Yun Lu, who was already unconscious, was covered with blood. was angry for a while, and shouted angrily: "The martial arts competition, the point is up, and the winner is divided, why are you so insulting my fellow disciples?"

"Huh-" Chang Jingwang won a game, his self-confidence exploded, and he became extremely arrogant again, and sneered: "Idiot, do you think this is a trick between your fellow disciples......?

Most of the people around are villagers and martial arts people in Qingyang Town, and they have an innate affinity for that Qingyun Temple.

Yun Chong raised his arms, suppressed the voices around him, and said loudly: "Senior brothers, you are watching the battle, this one, let me come to the battle." ”

As the first disciple of three generations of disciples, Yun Chong has been strictly taught by the Qingzheng Daoists since he was a child, and he has always been the best disciple in terms of martial arts, whether it is the level of the realm or the profundity of swordsmanship. When he came out, all the disciples were not excited, and the cheers were endless.

Yun Chong raised his sword with one hand, and bowed his head, "Donor, please-" His demeanor was calm and unhurried, and he was worthy of being the first disciple of the three generations of disciples of Qingyunguan.

Chang Jingwang couldn't stop laughing, poked the long sword in his hand, stood on the ground, and said with a smile: "To deal with you, you don't need to use a sword, just win this pair of empty hands, come on-"

Chang Jingwang didn't dare to hold it up, so he gave up his long sword and prepared to use the Chang family's heirloom [Cloud Splitting Palm] against the enemy. But his people have long been accustomed to making cheap mouths, obviously it is the way to be strong, but he pretends to look down on his opponent with a high attitude.

Yun Chong's expression was solemn, and from the posture of the opponent, it was not difficult to see that the opponent's fists and feet were several points higher than the swordsmanship. The other party is obviously a cultivator of the "Strong Yuan Realm", and he is now only in the realm of the sixth heaven of the "Quenching Body Realm", and he obviously can't take advantage of the internal strength, so he can only rely on exquisite sword moves to deal with the enemy.

I decided in my heart, and my hands were resolutely abnormal.

The long sword stabbed straight at Chang Jingwang's eyebrows, and then the tip of the sword trembled, and the sword shadow turned into three, slashing three swords in a row towards Chang Jingwang's chest and abdomen, but it was a very changing move in the [Qingyun Thirty-six Swords] "Cloud Wave Three Stacks".

Chang Jingwang turned his palm into a fist, and despite the sharpness of the sword, he smashed directly into the attacking long sword. Yun Chong felt that it was inappropriate, if this sword was cut in place, the other party would definitely break it with his wrist, but who would be so stupid?

When he was in doubt, Yun Chong decided to temporarily change his move, change the stroke into a point, and hit the opponent's wrist directly.

There was a soft sound, and the sound of the tip of the sword hitting the iron weapon was heard, causing an exclamation from all around.

Sure enough, this guy was wearing iron bracers, and he had to be afraid of sword swings. Yun Chong secretly scolded the other party for being sinister, calmed down, and unfolded a set of [Qingyun Thirty-six Swords].

Chang Jingwang on the other side was also secretly surprised, he didn't expect this Yun Chong's change of move to become so fast. Otherwise, if he had just let his bracer full of internal force hit his long sword, he would definitely be able to break his swordsmanship with his profound internal force, and he would even shake the sword in his hand with one blow, so that he could win with one blow and end the battle quickly.

As soon as the two sides first met, they both realized that the other side was not easy to win, and they both became extremely cautious, and the battle entered a stalemate for a while.

This battle of demolition and tricks has come and gone, and it is wonderful and exciting. Watching the excitement is not afraid of big things, and the cheers of the people around are like thunder, and the sound of applause rises and falls, endlessly.

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