The towering bell on the top of Zhongnan Mountain, I don't know how many years it has not sounded, and it is not stopped today.

Hearing the bell, Su Liu also howled, his body did not stop, flying like a flash of lightning, and his figure jumped in the air, and there was a distance of several zhang.

It wasn't until he reached the top of Zhongnan Mountain that he was stopped by a large group of Taoist priests who were like a great enemy, and they all pressed their swords and said: "Whoever is the driver, and stop!" ”

Su Liu's eyes were calm and firm, looking at the top of the Chongyang Palace on the top of Zhongnan Mountain, and he raised his internal force and let out a long roar: "Su Liu, the second-generation disciple under the Tomb of the Living Dead, came to ask for the true martial arts to verify martial arts. ”

The several Taoists led by Su Liu's voice looked at each other, and one of them changed his face greatly, and shouted: "Is it you?" ”

Su Liu's eyes turned and found that it was Yin Zhiping who spoke, and said with a smile: "Yin Zhenren wants to come and fight me?" ”

At this time, Yin Zhiping's chin was smooth and clean, even his beard had fallen off, and the Adam's apple seemed to have flattened.

He vaguely recognized Su Liu, his face changed suddenly, his mouth moved, and he said sharply: "You, you are the devil!" ”

After speaking, he couldn't bear the fear in his heart, the long sword took off his hand, and when he fell to the ground with a bang, his originally white face turned red and purple, and finally turned into defeat, bowed his head and fled quickly.

What, the third generation of Quanzhen is known as the little real person Yin Zhiping, and he was scared and fled with one look?

A group of Quanzhen Taoist priests were dumbfounded, among the three generations of disciples, Yin Zhiping, who was headed by Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing, who was usually dignified and loved by all real people, did not even have the courage to ask the enemy with a sword at this time, they were lost and angry in their hearts, and they couldn't describe it in words.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Yin is not good at learning, I really lost my true demeanor, poor Zhao Zhijing, come to ask Your Excellency for a few swordsmanship."

in the crowd. One year, the young Taoist sword smiled and came out of the ranks, although he was not very old, but he had already grown a few strands of beard under his chin, and he looked older and more stable than Yin Zhiping.

"It's stable, it's our all-true duo, Zhao Zhijing, who is also known as the little real person, Zhao Shibo!"

"Uncle Zhao, this demon dares to offend my true majesty, it must be suppressed, and this demon must be slapped in the face!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhao. It's up to you to have a real face! ”

A group of Quanzhen Taoist priests were boiling.

If Yin Zhiping is valued by the seven real people of Quanzhen, Zhao Zhijing completely relies on the kung fu in his hands to suppress the three generations of disciples.

Every year, he has a big competition under the door, and he is stable against Yin Zhiping.

Zhao Zhijing raised his hands weakly, pressed at the Quanzhen Taoist priests, and stepped forward and said, "Zhao Zhijing came to ask for advice. ”

After saying that, he shook his long sword and shouted, "Look at the sword." The sword is stabbed, the sword moves are strict, and the weather is thousands.

"It's so powerful, it's true swordsmanship!"

"It turns out that the Quanzhen swordsmanship is so powerful in Zhao Zhenren!"

Quanzhen disciple. I couldn't help but have more respect for Zhao Zhijing in my heart.

Although Zhao Zhijing's swordsmanship is steady and dignified, and his face looks calm and dignified, there is irrepressible self-satisfaction in his eyes, just because among the three generations of disciples, he and Yin Zhiping are the leaders. Yin Zhiping faced a great enemy, but he was embarrassed in front of everyone, which can be said to be a loss of prestige. He thought that his martial arts were much higher than Yin Zhiping, so he saw if he could give Quan Zhen some face at the moment.

His hand is full of true swordsmanship, which is stable and dignified, every move and style are all solemn, and the sword moves are naturally and closely connected, and he is really worthy of the first person of the third brother of Quanzhen.

Su Liu glanced slightly, but shook his head.

The way of practicing swordsmanship, Zhao Zhijing can only be regarded as his form, not his god, and he is regarded as the last way in swordsmanship, but he is deeply happy and is not saved.

Su Liu pressed his waist with both hands, as if he didn't take Zhao Zhijing to heart at all, and was already thinking about how to pass the level of Quanzhen Qizi next.

One of the "true and cheap" in front of him, Zhao Zhijing.

He only remembered that the character of this person in the book was very unbearable, it was really a shame for the Daomen, and in addition to beating the young Zhengtai Condor Hero in his life, there was no special commendable record, oh, by the way, colluding with Mongolia is a great deal.

"Su Liu, the second-generation disciple of the Tomb of the Living Dead, came to ask for a lesson in Quanzhen martial arts to verify martial arts."

Su Liu let out a long roar, his voice was like a golden jade, his right thumb and index finger knocked together, and suddenly moved, and the Quanzhen Taoist priests present didn't even see his movements clearly, only saw Su Liu holding down Zhao Zhijing's sword with two fingers.

"How could it be?"

Zhao Zhijing was in a hurry, his internal strength and his right hand were pulled out, and the long sword did not move at all.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans had been left on his forehead.

At this time, absolutely no one could understand Zhao Zhijing's thoughts, he only felt that a basin of ice water was poured on his heart, directly extinguishing the raging ambition in his heart.

Zhao Zhijing opened his mouth, but found that his throat was a little dry and he couldn't speak.

Just when he was embarrassed, a clear whistle came from Chongyang Palace: "Stop!" ”

Then a few solemn Taoist priests walked out quickly, the pace seemed to be slow, and in a blink of an eye, they went down the stone steps to the square.

"There are a few real people who appear, and today's matter is safe." Everyone thought to themselves.

As soon as these old Daoists appeared, the Quanzhen disciples present seemed to have the backbone of the main heart, and they all let out a long breath, and the heart hanging in their throats could be regarded as letting go, and they leaned to the side and retreated, leaving a place for several real people.

These Taoist priests in the Seven Sons of Quanzhen are quite old, but their temples are high and high~, their eyes are introverted, and the skills of Quanzhen Internal Strength for decades are really profound.

Su Liu smiled coldly and didn't care about anyone at all.

He used his fingers to break Zhao Zhijing's long sword with a bang, Zhao Zhijing was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, and in a hurry, he abandoned the sword with both hands, jumped back a big step, and covered the vital point with his arms, thinking that Su Liu was going to hurt him.

The faces of the old men turned dark, and one of them raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "Arrogant boy, can't you stop hearing it?" ”

As he spoke, his body flew over, his feet moved on the ground again and again, his robe stretched rapidly, and his body was like a flying goose, and he was five feet in front of Su Liu's body in an instant.

"Hao Zhenren has made a move!"

The Quanzhen disciple's heart is agitated, the seven sons of Quanzhen haven't made a move for decades!

Hao Datong shook his wrist, and the long sword came out of its sheath with a choking sound, and his sword control power was very ingenious, and he shot out the sword in mid-air, but for every sword, two sword shadows like essence appeared in the air, and three sword shadows appeared, pointing at Su Liu from afar.

All of a sudden, the sword shadows in the air were staggered, the strength broke through the air, and the power was amazing!

A Quanzhen disciple gasped and shouted: "It's a wonderful sword move of this sect, and it takes three clears in one go!" ”

This gasification of the three clear sword technique can be regarded as a true and extremely profound martial arts, practice to the fullest, any sword move can be turned into three swords from several different angles to attack the enemy, as long as you shoot fast enough, you can stab hundreds of swords in an instant, then who in the world can stop this move?

"Senior Brother Hao, just teach a small lesson, don't hurt his life."

Qiu Chuji nodded, holding the long beard under his chin with both hands, a look of appreciation bloomed in his eyes, Hao Datong has been practicing hard for more than ten years, and his swordsmanship has reached the highest level, and he can be regarded as an upper-middle level among the seven sons of Quanzhen.

However, Su Liu didn't move, his eyes looked at Hao Datong's wrist, as if he couldn't see anything else.

Some of the Quanzhen disciples had already laughed and said, "This person is stunned without knowing whether he is alive or dead." ”

Hao Datong was even more complacent in his heart, he was very satisfied with everyone's praise and reverence, and the sword light was a little faster, ready to restrain Su Liushi in an instant.

However, something that no one expected suddenly happened. (To be continued......)