"Dongfang family, Dongfang Xiong, please give advice to the heroes of the world!"

Dressed like snow brocade clothes, with a heroic posture, and a temperament that is neither arrogant nor humble, Dongfang Xiong's demeanor quickly won the admiration of the heroes of the world, including the heads of various sects, all of whom nodded one after another: "Yes, the son of the patriarch of the Dongfang family, it is said that he is young, but he is already a leader in kung fu, it seems that the Dongfang family has an outstanding heir." ”

"Hmm."

All kinds of rumors and words blew into the ring, Dongfang Xiong was still very cold, standing arrogantly in the center of the ring, calmly staring at the happiness that gradually came up.

"Is he the opponent?" The masters of the six major sects all showed surprise and interest.

"Happy."

"Interesting."

"One is one of the most outstanding disciples of the Eight Great Families, the other is a disciple of the Murong Family, and he is also a person who is favored by the leaders of the Six Great Sects, this battle is a bit interesting." Including Huang Yaoshi, who once uttered harsh words, he also showed concern at this moment, and seemed to be quite interested in this battle.

"Rong'er, who do you think can win this battle, these two people?" Huang Yaoshi asked his daughter.

"I don't know."

"Dongfang Xiong, this person, belongs to the Dongfang family, the Dongfang family's swordsmanship is good, plus this person is young and not weak, he should be a genius; But ......" Speaking of this, Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, looking at the happiness of standing on the ring, and said: "However, the happiness of the Murong family, the journey seems a little unfathomable, and the swordsmanship is mediocre, but he understands the sword intent, and seems to be very clear about the martial arts of various sects, and he can always anticipate the enemy's opportunities and win in a short time...... In addition, his one-handed palm technique is very ingenious and powerful, and there is no suspense at all when people below the realm of inaction face him. ”

Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing glanced at each other.

The latter's eyes showed a solemn expression: "Rong'er, haven't you noticed that your evaluation of happiness is already very high." ”

“……”

"If he really knows how to help us beggars "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon", Dongfang Xiong must not be his opponent." Guo Jing said with emotion: "However, according to the master of the empty phase, Happy first practiced "Emei Jiuyang Gong", a few months ago, he asked for "Shaolin Jiuyang Gong", and then stayed in the Wudang faction for some time, it should be for "Wudang Jiuyang Gong", if he has already practiced the complete "Jiuyang Divine Gong", our beggar gang will pursue the "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon", and it is already a nameless teacher. ”

"That's right."

Huang Yaoshi rarely showed a solemn look: ""Jiuyang Divine Skill" is a rare peerless study in the world, the owner, is not a martial arts wizard, just now, Zhang Wuji was only a short fight to comprehend the charm of the eighteen palms of "Descending Dragon", and Jing'er fought on par, which shows that "Jiuyang Divine Skill" is extraordinary. ”

"Well, with Happy's kindness to Wudang, "Wudang Jiuyang Gong", it should be able to give up ......" Guo Jing said: "Rather than having multiple enemies, it is better to open and close your eyes, not to mention that Happy has kindness to the six major sects, and he should be regarded as a decent person, as long as he doesn't spread it, we will forget it." ”

“……”

Huang Rong was a little persuaded.

"Wait a minute, let's have a happy private talk, which can be regarded as a good fate." Guo Jing saw that Huang Rong was hesitant and took the initiative to get an idea for her.

……

Standing still in front of Dongfang Xiong, he was very happy and calm.

The disciples of the eight great families, all of them have reached the cultivation of the realm of non-action, and each of them has a very dazzling aura on their bodies, which seems to be not inferior to the heads of those ordinary sects, but they have also encountered it in their previous lives, and they have some understanding, and the pressure is not so great.

"Please advise."

Happy and calm, Dongfang Xiong is even more calm.

As a master of the Wuwei realm, Dongfang Xiong has already made a certain reputation in the rivers and lakes, and is determined to be the head of the next generation, this martial arts conference, by the Dongfang family has high hopes, to show the prestige of the Dongfang family at the martial arts conference!

The Murong family, Miss Murong has extraordinary qualifications......

But he was only listed as one of his opponents, but what surprised him was that a disciple of the Murong family who followed Miss Murong to the realm of life and death stepped in without knowing the depths.

"Ten moves!"

Dongfang Xiong slowly drew his sword and said: "Within ten moves, if I can't defeat you, I, Dongfang Xiong, admit defeat." When he spoke, he didn't even look at him happily, and the meaning of contempt was very obvious!

As soon as the words came out, there were not many people in the audience who were in an uproar, only slightly frowning, and many people looked at the happy figure with worry and schadenfreude.

The master of the Wuwei Realm, against the realm of life and death......

On top of this martial arts conference, the two are not equal in the first place!

But.

The happy reply was even more cold and contemptuous: "In this case, ten moves have passed, and when the time comes, I will go down by myself, and I will not send you." As soon as these words came out, all the martial arts masters were in an uproar.

Dongfang Xiong finally didn't continue to maintain his cold expression, smiled coldly, a little under his feet, his body was like a leaf of catkins, slowly fluttering in the wind, the long sword fell behind him, floating to the happiness of dozens of meters away, which looked extremely weird.

Happy motionless, looking at each other in place.

Dongfang Xiong saw that his body did not disrupt the latter's position, and a trace of surprise finally appeared on his face: the sun is rising!

A simple one-handed sword move.

Swish!

The arc of the sword was round, like a rising sun that suddenly rose from the sea, and the dazzling red light suddenly bloomed from the long sword, shining happily and full of red eyes, as if swept by the light of the rising sun.

In the scorching heat, Happy clearly noticed that a sharp cold front seemed to lock on his body.

Don't dodge, don't dodge!

It wasn't until the moment the sword light approached the door that his body suddenly moved......

Dragon-shaped!

Dragon Snatching Style!

Twist strangely and burrow into the rays of light.

The next moment!

The light suddenly dissipated.

With a muffled snort, Dongfang Xiong and Happy both fell backwards from the dissipated light;

Pedal Pedal Ped

Dongfang Xiong took five steps back, and the moment he stood still, he wiped it on his face, a handful of red blood, and three shocking blood marks on his face, which hurt hotly;

Under the ring, everyone showed an incredible and dignified look.

The indifference on the faces of Nangong Ruoshui and Beilie dissipated without a trace, and was replaced by dumbfounded and incredulous.

For the first time, the two of them, together with the disciples of the Eight Great Families, took a deep breath, and for the first time, they looked at the disciple brought by Miss Murong with an extremely dignified expression.

For the first time, they suddenly realized that when they saved the six major sects, they were probably not relying on a little trick, but they also showed good strength.

Stompe!

Happy received a kick in the chest in the first hard fight with Dongfang Xiong, but the golden bell jar resisted most of the damage and took two steps back to stand firmly in the ring.

In front of Dongfang Xiong and the heroes of the world, he gently flicked off the dust on his chest, and spit out happily and blandly: "There are still seven moves." ”！ ~！