The imaginary peerless swordsmanship did not appear, and the sword stabbed by Murong Feng was not only soft and could not see the slightest bit of power, but it was like a child playing with a sword, even if the stabbing was not strong, even the trajectory of the sword path was crooked, as long as he was not blind, he could see that this sword could not pierce Sun Weigong's body at all.

Sun Weigong didn't dare to be careless, although the person in front of him was too immature in age, but he was a genuine kendo master, if he really underestimated her swordsmanship, he would definitely be looking for death! This is the most essential difference between an old man and a fledgling, such a person may be confused in some trivial matters, but he never has the idea of underestimating the enemy when fighting. Because all those who underestimate the enemy have been eliminated by the cruel rivers and lakes.

Faced with this inexplicable sword, Sun Weigong, who had a dignified face, put on a posture of hugging Yuan Shouyi and stabilized his position first. When the sword blade was biased to the right, Sun Weigong directly slapped Murong Feng's wrist with the sword. Seeing that he could slap the long sword in this girl's hand to restrain the other party, he didn't want to feel a chill inexplicably in his heart. Sun Weigong, who had been in battle for a long time, almost instinctively withdrew his palm, twisted his waist, and flashed half a step to the side!

The next moment, a cold light flashed against the tip of his nose, and the blade of the blade grazed his body protection qi and emitted a piercing roar, shocking his soul!

There was an immediate sound of inhalation at the scene!

This change of trick came too quickly, and it was only then that everyone saw that Murong Feng seemed to have a sword that had been deflected, but at the last moment, he turned his wrist and drove the sword blade to pull out a brilliant sword light that almost killed the ancestor of the Sun family.

As the saying goes, there are not so many fancy tricks in masters, and often one move can distinguish the winner from the loser. The danger is unimaginable! If it weren't for the Sun family's ancestor who reacted quickly enough, I'm afraid he would have been splashed with blood on the spot!

"What a vicious swordsmanship!" Sun Weigong hurriedly jumped away. Immediately opened his mouth to accuse. wanted to disturb Murong Feng's state of mind with this.

Murong Feng was a sword flower in his hand, and he continued to rush over. At the same time, he chuckled: "The seniors seem to have misunderstood, we are not fighting, but competing." This sword has no eyes, life and death have life, how can it be said to be vicious? If the seniors are not convinced, they can wait for the Yama Hall to sue me in front of the king of Hades! ”

Sun Weigong's angry face turned green. I didn't bother to do a battle of words, so I waved my arms and offered a round of yin and yang Pisces cyclones and slapped it over, obviously moving the real fire.

Murong Feng sneered. Turning his wrist brings out pieces of dazzling sword light, which makes people unable to see the reality clearly. As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was one, and immediately several kendo masters shouted with their eyes shining brightly: "Good swordsmanship!" ”

The swordsmanship that Murong Feng is using at this moment has only one word in the eyes of everyone, and that is gorgeous! Like blooming petals, colorful and gorgeous, but with a deadly killing machine!

Although Sun Weigong was provoked by Murong Feng, he was not in vain at the age of more than two hundred years, although he was angry, he controlled his emotions very well, calmly responded to the battle, and sacrificed seven points with his strength to leave three points, and played a set of gossip Taijiquan with no flaws at all.

Murong Feng stabbed his aura with a sword, and immediately felt like he was in a whirlpool, only to see Sun Weigong turn his arms in the air. The sword move in Murong Feng's hand involuntarily lost its accuracy and deviated from the trajectory, and the originally exquisite sword technique immediately became full of flaws.

"Alas. This little girl is still a little tender compared to the ancestor of the Sun family! ”

"Didn't Zhao Zu tell her to deal with the Sun family's Taijiquan and avoid getting close, so as not to fall into the virtual and real aura?"

"What a pity! With a state of mind that has no skills but no matching one, the Zhao family has cultivated a rare demon for a thousand years, but it is not a good thing to teach her that she is too sharp! ”

There was a lot of discussion all around, but there was a sudden change in the field!

I saw Sun Weigong grasp a flaw in Murong Feng's sword move, directly reached out and grabbed the sword blade, and then with a twist of his wrist, the long sword belt flew out, far on the ground. Sun Weigong's face immediately flashed with a hint of triumph, and he was about to taunt Murong Feng a few words, when he suddenly saw that Murong Feng, who had no sword, actually slapped him directly with his bare hands.

Sun Weigong was immediately angry! The heart said that you girl has all her kung fu on a sword, and daring to use her fists and feet in front of the old man is really a big axe in front of Lu Ban. Without even thinking about it, he directly raised his hand and slapped it back.

There was a muffled sound when the palms intersected, and Sun Weigong subconsciously used the most classic skill in Taijiquan to borrow force, but when he looked back, he found that his palm seemed to be firmly sucked, and he couldn't pull it back after a few hard pulls, but was sucked by Murong Feng's palm and couldn't break free!

The next moment, Sun Weigong's face changed drastically, because he found that his arm was rapidly losing strength and was completely unable to exert his strength. When I looked at it again, I was shocked to find that my vigorous and powerful palm was actually withering and aging at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"You enchantress! What evil deeds are you doing!? Sun Wei roared in horror at the time, and without thinking about it, he slapped his other hand with ten successful forces, obviously trying to force Murong Feng to let go. The power of the behemoth palm makes people feel suffocated even if they stand a hundred meters away!

The ancestor of the Zhao family shook his fingers, but he still resisted the idea of making a move.

But seeing that Murong Feng did not avoid it, his eyes flashed, his waist sank immediately, and his free right hand turned his slender palm, and his five fingers were clenched and smashed into a fist to meet Sun Weigong's angry palm!

The next moment, there was a loud banging sound from the collision of fists and palms, and Murong Feng immediately fell back, stepping on a row of broken marks on the ground paved with green steel and stone before he barely stabilized his body and coughed up a mouthful of blood, and finally stood proudly.

On the other hand, Sun Weigong's whole person was blown out, and he fell a hundred meters away and plowed a deep ditch, and both arms were completely deformed!

Win or lose!

Murong Feng stood proudly on the spot, slowly gathering the violently boiling spiritual qi true flame, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Except for the Zhao Family Ancestor and the Purple Void True Man, all the grandmaster-level powerhouses present were all stunned and unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Qian Jinyin, who had come back to his senses, hurriedly flashed to Sun Weigong's side to help him up, and when he was shocked to see Sun Weigong's thin and weak arm, he immediately turned his head and scolded Murong Feng angrily: "I can't imagine that the eldest lady of the Zhao family actually cultivates such evil skills, it's really chilling!" ”

All the grandmasters present also stared at each other and discussed. showed a look of disgust and jealousy towards Murong Feng.

"Purple Void Zhenren, this demon girl practices this evil skill. In the future, it will become a great disaster in martial arts. As a senior, do you just sit idly by? When Zhou Datong saw everyone's expressions, he immediately had confidence in his heart, and he also spoke excitedly. The chatter around suddenly became louder. If it weren't for the presence of the ancestor of the Zhao family, I'm afraid that a few guardians would have to take action to eliminate the harm for the martial arts!

Zixu Zhenren squinted at Murong Feng, stroked his long beard and sighed: "I have long heard that the Murong family has a peerless magic skill that has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is known as being able to fight and change the stars and return the way to the other. It is a hundred times more wonderful than the Taijiquan that is claimed to be able to turn thousands of catties in four or two, and only the great shift of the Qiankun that claims to be able to reverse the Qiankun can match it! Today, when I saw that the real name was true, the old man was greatly admired! Sun Laozu didn't complain at all about losing. ”

The scene immediately disappeared from the noise, and the pins fell audibly! Everyone stared at Murong Feng in shock! I saw a blush change on Sun Weigong's face, and in the end, it was he who made the axe in the class gate. The old man was embarrassed for a while, and with a pop of blood, he passed out on the spot.

Murong Feng adjusted his breath, glanced at Lao Dao, and snorted lightly: "Senior, you are not authentic!" This competition is not over yet, you will first reveal the bottom of the juniors. How can this competition continue? ”

Zixu Zhenren immediately shook his head with a dumb smile: "You girl is really born with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and she refuses to suffer losses everywhere!" ”

Murong Feng snorted lightly, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and snapped back Zhou Datong, whose face changed color with one finger of the long sword, and snorted coldly: "It's your turn." Come on, this time I will use my sword to see if your Zhou family's Tempest Sword Technique is really as domineering as rumored. ”

"The kid is going crazy!" Zhou Datong snorted angrily and didn't bother to talk nonsense. As soon as he touched his waist, he took out a pitch-black short knife and slashed at Murong Feng. Suddenly, the wind was fierce, blowing the sand and rocks between the heavens and the earth and unable to open their eyes.

"It's flashy, and your Tempest Sword Technique is nothing more than that." As soon as Murong Feng touched the jade pendant on the sword, a strange light flashed, and he stabbed straight through the sword.

Dugu Nine Swords, Broken Knife Style!

Suddenly, Murong Feng's swordsmanship changed suddenly, as light as a feather in the wind and waves, but it shone like a frightening sword light that pierced the sky!

Syllable!

The Purple Void True Person and the Zhao Family Ancestor tore off one of their beards at the same time, and both pairs of eyes were round!!

The bright sword light broke through the air, Murong Feng fell back to the ground, his face changed blue and red for a while, and he took a deep breath before suppressing the blood surging violently in his heart. All of a sudden, the whole person was drenched in sweat, as if he was about to collapse.

Bang!

It was only then that everyone saw Zhou Datong fall heavily on the ground, only to see that his entire right arm was drenched in blood and trembling. The expression on his face was like he had seen a ghost.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you, yours!?" Zhou Datong asked, and directly rolled his eyes, and followed in the footsteps of Old Man Sun.

One move to win or lose!

Murong Feng stood proudly on the spot again!

"Next !!"

The needle drop could be heard at the scene, the ancestor of the Qian family pursed his lips, closed his eyes and sighed softly: "The future is terrifying, the old man is convinced." Take away those few obstacles. ”

The night breeze rose, blowing her bright red dress like a brilliant red flower, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

This night is destined to go down in history because of the birth of a legend.

After tonight, her name will be sung throughout the world.

From then on, countless people will look up to her back and step by step to that peak, becoming an eternal legend.

Tonight was just the beginning of her return to the stage, and she took the first step of the strongest note.

***

On a lone peak ten miles away from Wudang Mountain, a black shadow slowly appeared from the shadows. Glancing at the brilliant sword light that pierced the night sky for a long time, he just let out an exclamation and jumped down the mountain stream.

After a while, an old monk in a gray robe appeared here, only to see him looking down at the mountain stream where the man in black had disappeared, and muttered softly: "Alas, the Demon Sect has reappeared, and the world is probably about to usher in another catastrophe." Amitabha. ”

"Why is the Zen master sighing?" A calm voice came, and the old monk replied without raising his head: "The poor monk laments that the world has suffered so much, and the battle between good and evil will be a misery. ”

I saw a Xuan-robed Taoist priest Shi Shiran pacing in the air, he had an incomparably handsome face, but his head was full of gray hair. There seems to be a moist and gentle glow between the eyes opening and closing.

"Everything in the world under the avenue has a fixed number, and the Zen masters are already monks, so why worry about the fate of these worldly people?"

The old monk just chanted, "Amitabha!" He did not refute the Taoist priest's words. Because this is a battle between Buddhism and Taoism, both sides have been fighting openly and secretly for thousands of years, and it is impossible to convince with just a few Zen words. The old monk still has important things to do, so he is naturally too lazy to have a verbal dispute with this Wudang master.

"I have heard for a long time that Daoist Cangxuanzi has never been involved in the red dust of the world in order to cultivate the Wuwei Avenue, why did this Yaxing come out to admire the moon tonight?" Suddenly, another frivolous laughter came, and a monk looked back together, only to see a beautiful woman in red dressed in red, with a charming demeanor, bright eyes and bright teeth, white complexion, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, beautiful eyes, and dizzy cheeks.

"It turned out to be the visit of the Chixia Fairy, and the poor road was far away." Although Cang Xuanzi maintained an indifferent and peaceful smile, the slightly twitching corners of his mouth betrayed his uncalm state of mind, and replied: "It's too noisy on the mountain tonight, so I sneaked out to chat with the old monk and relax, but the Chixia Fairy is not cultivating in the temple, so what is the so-called thing about suddenly visiting Wudang Mountain?" ”

Fairy Chixia stared at Cang Xuanzi and smiled charmingly: "It's not for my good master and nephew to get back the Star Stripe Sword." ”

"Then fairy, you have come to the wrong place, you should go to Gusu Yanziwu." Cang Xuanzi smiled.

Fairy Chixia glanced at Cang Xuanzi, and said angrily: "Why have you been so unconscionable for so many years, you are still so disgusting!" ”

Cang Xuanzi chuckled: "The fairy misunderstood, Poor Dao is only afraid that if you and the person on the mountain move to demolish my cave mansion again, then Poor Dao will have no place to live." ”

Fairy Chixia giggled when she heard this: "You still understand me, my little lover, why do I miss you for so many years!" As he spoke, he twisted his waist and leaned over, Cang Xuanzi's face changed slightly, as if he had seen a snake and scorpion, and he hid behind the old monk in a flash.

"Amitabha, the poor monk still has something to do, so I won't bother the two of you to catch up with the old days and say goodbye." The old monk took a step forward and flew down the mountain stream. Cang Xuanzi immediately followed and hurriedly said: "Zen master wait for me, poor Dao sees that the moonlight is good tonight, let's take a walk together." By the way, it's also good to discuss the Taoist scriptures and Buddhism. ”

A monk floated away one after another, and the Chixia Fairy snorted lightly, glanced back at the direction of Wudang Mountain, and then jumped down the mountain stream to chase down. (To be continued.) )