Although the eight-armed divine sword Dongfang Bai has been extinct in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, its reputation has not weakened in the slightest.

Since the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, all the beggars and all the truths have been silent for decades, and the rivers and lakes have been dead silent, and it was not until forty or fifty years ago that they began to regain their vitality.

At that time, it was also the time when Zhang Sanfeng's fame shook the rivers and lakes.

However, it is impossible for one person to be in the vast rivers and lakes, when Zhang Sanfeng's prestige is resounding all over the world, there are also some strong people whose reputation is not weaker than Zhang Sanfeng.

For example, Yin Tianzheng, such as Shaolin Sikong, such as Xie Xun, and then this eight-armed sword.

This old man became famous decades ago, but his swordsmanship was really superb, although it was far inferior to Zhang Sanfeng, but he was also a first-class master.

At this moment, everyone in the hall listened to Ziqin's confident words, and half of them were secretly heartbroken.

Especially the people of the Ming Sect, even Yin Tianzheng couldn't help but think of it secretly in his heart.

Although Wuji is chivalrous and his martial arts are also extremely high, he is not as good as this Kunlun He Sect Master in terms of temperament, and he is not as good as He Boss when the Yangding Heaven Sect Master was alive, but this person is really a hero.

Yes, Ziqin's words and temperament at this time can be called a hero.

The Heavenly Sword is a sharp weapon in the world, but after Ah Da was shouted out of his identity, he suddenly walked in front of everyone with a straight chest.

At this moment, the momentum of the eight-armed divine sword was only revealed, although his Heavenly Sword was not unsheathed, but the invisible sword intent had already spread.

But I saw that this person was holding the hilt of the sword in one hand, and the strong momentum was already like a taut spring. It could explode at any moment.

As soon as Dongfang Bai showed his momentum, the people in the hall who had confidence in Ziqin couldn't help but be secretly anxious at this moment, however, Ziqin still stood with his hands in his hands without care, but he didn't seem to have seen the momentum on Dongfang Bai's body that was so strong that it was almost enough to overflow.

"Three moves, you only have three moves, you can rest assured, I will never hurt you, if you have no confidence, you can even hold the hilt of the sword and hold the sword in your arms."

Ziqin proudly stretched out three fingers.

Dongfang Bai sighed slightly. But there seem to be countless words. In the end, he didn't say anything, and the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath.

The eight-armed divine sword has been famous for decades, but it has also disappeared for more than ten years. This time, he shot again, but it gave people a glimpse of what an eight-armed divine sword was.

Relying on the sky before it came out of the sheath. The crowd had heard dozens of sounds piercing the air.

It was as if more than a dozen people were stabbing at the same time. It's so fast that people can't help but be staggered.

A faint hint of surprise flashed in Ziqin's eyes, this eight-armed divine sword Dongfang Bai's simple turn to strike the sword speed was no longer below Ding Qing.

It's just a thorn. Dongfang Bai can't be compared with Ding Qing yet.

The long sword in Ziqin's hand also suddenly raised, but this sword was not even sheathed, but when it was raised, it had already appeared strangely under Dongfang Bai's wrist.

Dongfang Bai's seemingly swift swordsmanship was actually contained by this sword, and if he continued to use it, he would send the soft numb point of his wrist to Ziqin's scabbard.

"Good, good swordsmanship, good Kunlun swordsmanship."

This sword was shot, and others didn't know what it was, but the people of the Ming Sect had already recognized that it was the swordsmanship made by King Jiang that day.

It's just that this set of swordsmanship is a little more cloudy and light than King Jiang, and there is a feeling of returning to the basics.

Seeing this sword, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes also lit up.

Zhang Laodao has been in retreat for more than ten years before he created the Taijiquan sword, and although the artistic conception of the Taijiquan sword has nothing to do with Ziqin's sword, he has a little bit of figured out, that is, both are no moves and no style.

Moreover, this defensive swordsmanship is different from Ding Qing's offensive swordsmanship, but it is also a bit particular about preemptiveness, no matter how sharp the swordsmanship of others is, no matter how strong the attack of others is, you just need to wait for him to start making a move with a sword lightly, to ensure that your opponent will immediately fail to make a move, and the style will not be successful.

This is the defensive swordsmanship.

"Two moves."

However, after the Ming Sect finished shouting, Zhao Min had already reported the number loudly, and these two words suddenly made the Ming Sect people scold angrily again.

The three moves mentioned by people in the rivers and lakes are often to let the other party make three moves, but where would they be like Zhao Min, one person and one move are counted as two moves.

"I wanted to play two more tricks with you, and I didn't want your master to give me the sword in such a hurry, but I was disrespectful."

Zhao Min's words made the people of the Ming Sect angry, but Ziqin smiled slightly and spoke indifferently.

When these words fell, the sword momentum in Ziqin's hand suddenly changed.

In a trance, it was as if a pool of water that had reached the end of the stream suddenly entered a new ditch, and the sword momentum that should have been impossible to change suddenly appeared again.

Moreover, this change is also a change that no one can imagine, Dongfang Baiben has already dodged Ziqin's scabbard, however, he suddenly found that his wrist has been hit by Ziqin's scabbard.

The soft numb point of the wrist was hit, not to mention Dongfang Bai, even Zhang Sanfeng could only leave the blade in his hand, and the whole hand was weak and weak.

When the scabbard hit Dongfang Bai's soft numb point, Ziqin's hand was already on the hilt of Yitian's sword, and this sword, which no one in the world wanted, was held in Ziqin's hand.

This time, no one in the hall applauded, and everyone was already stunned.

Including Zhang Sanfeng, no one could see how Ziqin's sword was done, and how the changes appeared.

This sword is no longer a swordsmanship that belongs to the world.

Dongfang Bai stood there, his expression was already sluggish, he was known as the eight-armed divine sword, but the moment Ziqin grabbed the sword just now, he didn't feel anything.

He didn't even know how the heavens in his hands had been taken away.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from Ziqin's forehead, this sword is naturally fifteen swords, but it is not a complete fifteen swords, this sword or it can be said that the foundation of fifteen swords combined with the principle of Yi swordsmanship created a swordsmanship.

Of course, Ziqin doesn't understand Yi swordsmanship, but the so-called Yi sword technique contained in this swordsmanship is absolutely different from the real Yi swordsmanship, but. With fifteen swords as the base, this sword is enough to capture Dongfang Bai's sword.

"Yitian, Yitian, back then, the Xuantie heavy sword was called the heavy sword without a blade, and it was clumsy, but this Yitian is the sharpest weapon in the world, and anyone who practices swords in this world picks up this sword, I'm afraid that the combat power will increase by at least thirty percent."

Ziqin seemed to look at Yitian with emotion, and after saying these few words, he looked at Zhao Min again.

"Miss Zhao, I don't know if I can ask you for something with the Heavenly Sword in my hand."

This sentence Ziqin said extremely politely, just. Whoever sees Ziqin leaning against the sky in his hand is ready to move. They all understand that this sentence is definitely not a kind word, if Zhao Min does not agree, I am afraid that this Yitian will immediately show its sharpness.

A peerless swordsman, a peerless sword. Add the two. No one could have imagined how devastating it would be.

Zhao Min's face was already difficult to look at. The person in front of him is poisonous, can't be killed, and has an unpredictable swordsmanship. And now he has obtained the sharpest Heavenly Sword in the world.

Thinking about it, with this person's swordsmanship and the sharpness of the Heavenly Sword, even if it is a light matter to kill everyone here.

"Master He, you can mention whatever you want, if you can give it, Zhao Min will never make it difficult, if you can't give it, even if you kill me, it is impossible to give it."

Zhao Min spoke in a low voice, but there was a firmness in his words, and at the same time, two old men came to her from behind Zhao Min, these two people were gloomy, but they looked unruly.

"You must have given me what I wanted, I just need to ask your subordinates for some black jade intermittent ointment."

Ziqin spoke coldly, but his eyes glanced at the two elders of Xuan Ming lightly, as if these two were just ordinary two old men.

This glance made the second elder of Xuan Ming couldn't help but snort coldly, if Zhao Min hadn't stopped, I was afraid that he would have to fight Ziqin immediately.

Although Ziqin's swordsmanship is strong, it is impossible to scare the hundreds of people under Zhao Min with a sword, these people are all ruthless characters who lick blood with knives, and the stronger Ziqin is, the more they will be interested in fighting with Ziqin.

Especially after Ziqin greatly offended Zhao Min, if any of Zhao Min's subordinates can beat Ziqin, they will naturally be favored by Zhao Min.

"Since it's my black jade intermittent ointment, then you can ask my subordinates if you want it, why bother telling me."

Zhao Min chuckled, this woman will lose her temper a little except when she is very accidental, most of the time she looks like she is smiling, but Ziqin knows that this kind of person is the most terrifying.

It's not because they're angry, it's because they're laughing all the time, it's because they feel like they're in control of everything at all times, and in their eyes, everything they do is just a game in their hands, they make the rules, and then they arbitrarily manipulate all the people who accidentally fall into the game.

"I hate trouble, ask your men, but I don't have that time."

Ziqin frowned and spoke, but Zhao Min was still smiling, as if he wanted to say something, however, at this time, the Heavenly Sword in Ziqin's hand had already been swung.

Although this sword was not the slightest different from before, Zhao Min's face had become extremely serious, and the two elders of Xuan Ming also attacked from the left and right sides.

However, the two elders of Xuanming, who were extremely unruly, retreated much faster than they advanced, and just after waving their palms to attack, the two old men were already shocked and retreated.

It was only because their palms had only struck out halfway, but they had already found that the Heavenly Sword was already waiting in front of their palms, and if they continued to strike, they would ensure that both palms would be broken immediately.

What's even more terrifying is that the two of them just wanted to change their moves, but they had already discovered that the Heavenly Sword had already turned into thousands of them, waiting for the possible trajectory of any of their moves.

With just one sword, the two of them had no way to go except for retreat.

At this time, the second elder Xuan Ming knew how strong Ziqin's swordsmanship was.

In this case, the two elders of Xuan Ming can only retreat, retreat rapidly, and when they retreat, Ziqin will naturally advance.

Yitian's sword was scattered, wrapped around Ziqin, although there were many masters around Zhao Min, but who dared to stand in front of the sword edge of Yitian's sword.

Ziqin was already in front of Zhao Min in just one rush, and his left hand was already on Zhao Min's shoulder.

"You, ah."

Zhao Min opened his mouth before he said a word, but he couldn't help screaming miserably, it turned out that Ziqin had already pinched Zhao Min's arm.

It's just that this woman is also a ruthless character. Except for the screams at the beginning, which was caught off guard, and then there was no word.

"Now, you should ask your men to take out the black jade intermittent cream."

Ziqin looked at Zhao Min with cold eyes, but the latter was silent, and in the surrounding hall, hundreds of people flashed with anger in their eyes, holding their blades and surrounding Ziqin.

Several Dharma protectors of the Ming Sect, the three of them were also on guard with solemn expressions, ready to deal with a big battle at any time.

"Looks like you're trying to be hard-boned, yes. Stronger than I thought it would be. It's just that you don't know me. ”

Ziqin's voice was cold, but before the words fell, he had already stretched out his foot and jumped on Zhao Min's calf, only to hear a crisp sound. Zhao Min's body has softened. But it was the quilt Ziqin who kicked and broke the calf bone.

Behind Yu Daiyan. Zhang Wuji's eyes showed a trace of unbearability, and then he thought of the five words of black jade intermittent ointment, and then looked at Yu Daiyan on the soft couch in front of him. Finally held back and didn't speak.

Zhang Sanfeng lowered his head and said loudly, but he sighed slightly, while Yu Daiyan on the soft couch was expressionless, but his gaze at Ziqin was extremely strange.

In fact, not only Yu Daiyan, but also the people of the Ming Sect firmly stood on Ziqin's side, but the gaze they looked at Ziqin was also extremely strange.

You must know that Zhao Min's appearance looks at the world, and I am afraid that there are few women who can match it, but Ziqin is ruthless when he starts, but this kind of heart is staggering.

"Don't you say it yet, then it's your other arm and leg, and if those of your subordinates attack, I promise to carry your two legs and use you as a Qimen weapon, hehe, take a character beauty as a Qimen weapon, I think I'm more demonic than the Demon Sect, but, I never pay attention to any chivalry, if Guo Jing Guo Daxia was ruthless back then, and organized a group of martial arts masters to go to the rear of your Mongolia to do sabotage, I'm afraid that it is impossible for your Mongolia to capture the Central Plains."

Ziqin's voice was cold, but when he said this, he lifted Zhao Min a little higher.

"I do things but look at the purpose, but I don't talk about the means, you must not force me, I dare to fight against the four major factions on the top of the light, and now I dare to ignore the accusations of the people of the world, and you, the lord of the Mongolian county, have been stripped of my limbs and hung in the center of the bazaar so that the people of the world can see the delicate body of the lord of the Mongolian county."

When these words came out, the people of the Ming Sect couldn't help but stare at them, only to feel that what Ziqin was doing was even more unscrupulous than their so-called Demon Sect.

Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daiyan's brows were slightly furrowed, but they didn't say anything after all.

Although these two people are not pedantic people, things like stripping off their clothes have challenged their bottom line, and they don't take this kind of thing, but they are really grateful to Ziqin.

In their hearts, Zi Qin is really the hero who saved Wudang.

This life-saving grace clashes with the principles in their hearts, but it makes Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daiyan embarrassed.

Zhao Min's face has become extremely difficult to see, every word Ziqin said, Zhao Min is extremely convinced, this person is ruthless, but it is even more terrifying than her, the county lord of the king of Ruyang.

"Black jade intermittent ointment, but I have already given it to a stinky boy named Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji, you still haven't come out, do you really want to see me suffer."

Zhao Min shouted in panic.

In the face of a ruthless person like Ziqin, no matter how much strategy Zhao Min has in his heart, there is no means to do it, and the matter of breaking limbs and stripping off clothes is no less deterrent to women than forbidden spells.

Zhang Wuji, who was behind Yu Daiyan, walked out helplessly, but there was a hint of sadness on his face.

He first met Zhang Sanfeng, and then looked at Ziqin.

It's just that Zhang Wuji didn't know what to say for a while.

Speaking of which, Xiao Zhang is not even as stupid as Guo Jing among the protagonists of Jin Daxia in terms of autonomy, Comrade Xiao Zhang really has no opinions in his heart, and most of the time he is chasing ducks to the shelves, such as the martial arts competition on Wudang Mountain in the original book.

And now, after Ziqin came out, Zhang Wuji didn't even bother to come out.

If it weren't for Zhao Min's misery being made by Ziqin, which made Zhang Wuji unbearable, I'm afraid that Zhang Wuji would not have come out now.

"Zhang Wuji, you, you just watched me being broken and kicked off my arm."

Seeing Zhang Wuji walk out from behind Yu Daiyan, Zhao Min's face suddenly turned pale, as if he didn't know Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji showed a look of guilt on his face, but he looked at Ziqin pleadingly.

"Black jade intermittent ointment, I don't want to say my words a third time."

Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji looked at each other with deep resentment, but Ziqin had already opened his mouth impatiently, and his voice was extremely cold.

Even if any woman is sad, her sweetheart is silent about her life and death, Zhao Min is also because of Ziqin's words, her body trembled, and then she shouted bitterly.

"I gave it to the bastard surnamed Zhang, the black jade intermittent paste was in the box I gave him with jewelry, I knew that Wudang Yu Sanxia's hands and feet were broken, and I needed the black jade intermittent ointment, so I had already prepared for the bastard surnamed Zhang, but I didn't want others to take me seriously."

Zhao Min's voice was extremely sad, Zhang Wuji's body trembled slightly, but his gaze at Ziqin was also a little hateful.

The red face is troubled, even the sect leader Zhang can't avoid it.

Ziqin smiled slightly bitterly, let go of Zhao Min casually, and immediately several masters snatched Zhao Min back.

Originally, according to Ziqin's thoughts, he wanted to use Zhao Min to test the medicine, but this will make Ziqin find that his way of doing things is really not acceptable to these famous and decent people.

"But it's me who has a lot of trouble, Yu Sanxia's injury wants to come to Sect Leader Zhang, but it can be treated with black jade intermittent ointment, so I will leave."

Ziqin smiled bitterly and hugged his fist at Zhang Sanfeng, and then hugged his fist towards Zhang Wuji and Yu Daiyan, and planned to leave Wudang.

This move made Zhang Sanfeng, Yu Daiyan and Zhang Wuji Hao Ran for a while, especially Zhang Wuji, although he was soft-hearted, but it also means that this person is extremely kind, although he was angry that Ziqin was too ruthless, but what his son Qin said in his words was because of Yu Daiyan's relationship.

Zhang Wuji is the first person who thinks about whether it is his own fault, but he rarely blames others, and at this moment, it is the same, but he feels that he should not be angry when he gives birth to Ziqin.

However, Zhang Sanfeng, Yu Daiyan and Zhang Wuji all knew that their previous dissatisfaction must have been seen by Ziqin, but they were embarrassed to call Ziqin, and the three of them stood there speechless for a while.

It's just that Ziqin was just about to leave, but Zhao Min's poignant voice had already sounded.

"You still want to leave, hehe, hehe, but you are dreaming, today I want to wash Wudang in blood."

This woman was stimulated by Ziqin and Zhang Wuji successively, but she was already on the verge of going crazy infinitely. (To be continued.) )