Ding Qing can't practice one stab, and in five years, he only practiced one stab.

Ding Qing's martial arts are very similar to Fu Hongxue in some aspects, they only have one move, the most basic move.

But Ding Qing and Fu Hongxue are not similar.

Ding Qing's proficiency in practicing this move was not as good as Fu Hongxue's, who had already turned the drawn knife into a part of his body, and the latter's knife had reached a natural point like breathing.

However, Ding Qing's thorn is no longer under Fu Hongxue, because Ding Qing has Ziqin by his side.

If there is no Ziqin, in the world of Jin Daxia, Ding Qing is useless even if he completely copies Fu Hongxue's practice, the world of Jin Daxia first focuses on internal strength, followed by moves, and finally someone's talent and the like.

Ding Qing is not as good as the master of the Jin Daxia world in any aspect, if Ding Qing completely follows Fu Hongxue's practice method, he will only become a waste.

However, there is a Ziqin by Ding Qing's side.

The four famous families have no secrets in Ziqin's heart, the world of Jin Daxia and the world of Gu Daxia Ziqin are clearly distinguished, and they also know how to integrate the martial arts of the two worlds.

In the past five years, Ziqin has only practiced a trick, but along with it, he has also practiced a set of internal skills, a set of internal skills that Ziqin evolved from sunflowers.

Of course, this set of internal strength does not need to be self-palace, and the power is far less than that of Sunflower's metamorphosis, but this set of internal strength is also a sword that goes sideways, and the speed in his hand is brought into full play.

Ding Qing has practiced a stab for five years, and he has practiced this trick to the point that he can use it in his dreams, but if he uses this set of internal skills to perform it, then Ding Qing's thorn can be as fast as lightning in the sky.

There is nothing in this world that lightning can't pierce.

In the Kunlun camp, Wei Yixiao picked up a Kunlun disciple, there are many people in the Kunlun faction, but there are very few female disciples, which makes Wei Yixiao very unhappy, but because of the fear of extinction before, he did not break into Emei, and now it is too late to regret it.

Wei Yixiao urgently needs to suck blood every time he exercises, and he usually sucks the blood of pigs, sheep, dogs, cows, etc., but this Guangming Peak is surrounded by deserts, but where are the animals, Wei Yixiao doesn't want to die, and he hates the six major factions besieging Guangming Ding, so he made up his mind to take local materials and suck the blood of these six major sect disciples.

However, before he picked up this Kunlun disciple, Wei Yixiao had no time to run, and suddenly a cold light had appeared in the darkness.

This cold light appeared very suddenly, as if a meteor had crossed the sky in a trance.

Wei Yixiao naturally didn't have the mood of a child looking at a meteor, but when this meteor appeared, Wei Yixiao couldn't even look at it.

Because this meteor just appeared, but it had already arrived in front of Wei Yixiao, if he didn't look at it, he would definitely not be able to dodge, and if he couldn't dodge, he might have to die.

This meteor is a sword.

Wei Yixiao is also one of the few masters of the Mingjiao, and he doesn't know how many masters he has seen in his life, and there are even more masters in the Mingjiao Sect, and there are many people who use swords, but Wei Yixiao dares to guarantee that there is absolutely no one in the master he has seen who has such a fast sword.

When the sword first appeared, it was still dozens of meters away from Wei Yixiao, but in the blink of an eye, it had already pierced Wei Yixiao's chest, and this was the reason why this sword deliberately avoided the Kunlun disciple on Wei Yixiao's chest, otherwise this sword would probably have been stabbed on Wei Yixiao's body.

The Kunlun disciple he was holding in his hand flew out of his hand, and Wei Yixiao's body flashed towards the back as if it was being pulled by an invisible rope.

Low, hoarse, and eerie laughter emanated from Wei Yixiao's mouth.

Everyone in the Ming Sect has their own special surnames, the white-eyed eagle is arrogant, the golden lion is crazy, Yang Xiao and Fan Yao pay attention to the word Xiaoyao, Wei Yixiao is moody, he seems to be laughing at this time, in fact, if you know a little about him, you can know that he is already angry.

The sword seemed to have taken his prey, but it had already wounded him.

His light skills are unparalleled in the world, but if there is no blood to give energy, I am afraid that he will become dead in the future.

Wei Yixiao was never afraid of death, but he never wanted to die, especially when Guangming Ding encountered great danger.

At this moment, although Wei Yixiao was retreating, he already hated the person who wielded the sword in his heart, and he made up his mind that once he regained his breath, he would definitely make a mess of the Kunlun faction's camp and make a mess.

However, dreams are beautiful and reality is cruel.

Wei Yixiao's outstanding light skills in the world seemed to have met an opponent, and the sword was never three feet away from Wei Yixiao's chest, as if that person, the sword had been glued to Wei Yixiao's chest.

At this time, most of the people in the Kunlun faction camp had already woken up, but no one stepped forward to help Ding Qing, who saw fighting against Wei Yixiao.

Ziqin stood in the middle of the crowd, looking at Wei Yi from afar, and suddenly raised his breath and spoke.

"Your Excellency the Bat King, how is the light skill of my Kunlun faction, it is not worse than your light skill of the Bat King."

This sentence Ziqin said was extremely ridiculous, and the Kunlun disciples around him laughed one after another, and Wei Yixiao's teeth were almost broken, he had never encountered such a scene since he had achieved great success, and he was actually equaled in light skill.

You must know that Wei Yixiao is thin and small, but he is a genius who is born to practice light skills, and when he was a teenager, he got the light skills of his predecessors and the secret books of cold ice palms, the latter doesn't matter, but the former made Wei Yixiao finally become one of the four protectors of Mingjiao.

This Kunlun faction's light skills are good, but as far as Wei Yixiao is concerned, He Taichong and his wife are afraid that they are far inferior to him in light skills, and it is really a great shame to be forced by a Kunlun descendant to use light skills at this time.

However, what Wei Yixiao didn't know was that compared to his humiliation, He Taichong and his wife were even more surprised.

Kunlun's light skills are certainly strong, but they can never be stronger than Wei Yixiao's light skills, don't say that the second generation of Kunlun, the third generation of disciples, even He Taichong's husband and wife are far behind, so at this time, Ding Qing's light skills can force Wei Yixiao, which really surprised He Taichong and his wife.

In the past five years, He Taichong and his wife have long known that Ziqin has practiced peerless swordsmanship, and they also know that Ding Qing and Jiang Wang have been trained by Ziqin himself, but where could the two of them have thought that this extraordinary sound can sound to this point.

Wei Yixiao is actually an arrogant person, from the beginning of touching Kunlun, to being discovered, to dodging Ding Qing's sword, Wei Yixiao is revolving around Kunlun's camp.

This old boy still wants to regain face, but as Ding Qing's sword moves become smoother and smoother, Wei Yixiao feels a chill locking himself in the distance.

After a few more turns, Wei Yixiao couldn't help but show a wry smile.

Where can he still see that Ding Qing is only afraid that he is a rookie who has not been touched by anyone, and he is unfortunately a nourishment for the growth of a rookie, from the fight to the present, Ding Qing's sword moves have become more and more smooth, it seems that every stab seems to have become an instinctive play, just like a person who is tired and stretches his waist, and covers his mouth with his hands when he is sleepy, it is so natural.

And this is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying is Ding Qing's light skills, between running, Wei Yixiao can find that Ding Qing's light skills are also improving, or rather, Ding Qing is becoming more and more accustomed to maintaining such a fast speed to the extreme.

Wei Yixiao could almost imagine that once Ding Qing completely fused his light skills and swordsmanship, it would be his Wei Yixiao's death.

"There are so many masters of the six major factions, Wei Yi smiled and admired, admired."

Outside the Kunlun camp, Wei Yi let out a long roar, and suddenly his figure turned around and galloped towards the Emei faction, Ding Qing was just about to chase after him, but Ziqin's shout came from behind.

"Let him go."

It was a very casual sound, but Ding Qing immediately stopped pursuing.

Any teenager who defeats a top master who has been famous for a long time when he first debuts will definitely be excited, and even lose his mind and get carried away at this time.

However, Ding Qing still obeyed Ziqin's words as if they were holy decrees under this circumstance, which alone shows how much respect Ding Qing has for Ziqin.

He Taichong and his wife looked at each other and smiled, since Ziqin has such control over the disciples under his command, then the stronger the Kunlun disciples, the better, that is, each of them is stronger than the two of them, and they will only be excited and excited, but will never be jealous.

Just when He Taichong and his wife looked at each other and smiled, there was a violent noise from the camp of the Emei faction not far away.

In fact, Wei Yixiao had already noticed the incident when the Kunlun faction camp was in trouble, but the Emei faction had not sent anyone over to check the situation.

At that moment, I was afraid that these Emei disciples would never have thought that Wei Yixiao would actually patronize their camp in the end.

"Continue to rest, and I will kill the top of the light tomorrow."

Looking at the chaotic scene in the Emei faction's camp, Ziqin ordered with an indifferent smile.

As soon as these words came out, the Kunlun disciples immediately scattered, but after Wei Yi laughed and made a fuss, the Kunlun disciples did not dare to stay away from each other, but crowded together in the center of the camp.

Over there, Emei's commotion gradually calmed down, and Ziqin didn't know if Wei Yixiao had kidnapped a nun from Emei like the original book or if the mentor had drained the blood, but Ziqin didn't care.

Maintaining his perception to encompass the entire camp, and continuing to practice the ancient qi technique, a night finally passed.

The second question walked out of his tent early in the morning, but the camp in Emei not far away was already empty.

Ziqin couldn't help but sigh again, Extinction was really an extremely tough old nun.

Such a person deserves to be jealous and hateful, but it is by no means pleasant, in fact, Ziqin is also respectful of this kind of person, it's better not to have a connection if it's okay, if there is something, everyone can help if they have no complaints, but if there is a grudge, Ziqin will definitely only step on two feet.

It was still leisurely eating and drinking, and then a group of people set out camp and hit the road.

This is already under the top of the light, but Kunlun came a little late, so the road up the mountain has already been cleaned up, but the people of the other five factions have already reached the top of the mountain, or halfway up the mountain.

Ziqin was not in a hurry, he still walked slowly towards the mountain, and when he reached the halfway point of the mountain, he saw many broken arms and corpses on the ground.

Ziqin touched his chin, this Yitian plot is estimated to be the best preserved in the world that Ziqin has experienced, except for the head of Kunlun who was replaced by him, the rest has not changed.

Come to think of it, Zhang Wuji should still be here to save the person of the Five Elements Banner from the extinction.

Sect Leader Zhang.

Ziqin spit out four words in a low voice, but he couldn't help but show a smile, this Mingjiao is still succeeded by Zhang Da Sect Master, otherwise Mingjiao and Kunlun are so close, if someone else is the leader of Mingjiao, I am afraid that Kunlun disciples will not be able to close their eyes even if they sleep.

Even if someone like Zhu Yuanzhang is allowed to become the leader of the Ming Sect, I am afraid that the six major factions will disappear together.

All the way up to the top of the light.

This son Qin is not the first time to come, but this time he has come again, the Ming Sect in the late Song Dynasty has long since disappeared, and the once prosperous Xiaoyao School no longer exists.

Ziqin exhaled slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked into the base camp of the Ming Sect with a bunch of Kunlun disciples.

At this time, the Mingjiao sect members were already surrounded by various sects in a huge square.

Ziqin casually swept it and could see Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, and five characters who knew the master at a glance, and in front of these people was an old man with white eyebrows and white hair who looked extremely powerful.

I'm afraid it's not the white-eyed eagle king.

Ziqin took a closer look, this old man was really good-looking, although blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth at this time, but there was no embarrassment between his expressions, but there was a kind of generosity at the end of the hero.

At this time, this old man was alone against the people of the five factions, but he still looked arrogant.

"Kong Zhi, I still have the strength to fight, this victory or defeat is not yet known, your six major factions are another round of old men will naturally take over."

Yin Tianzheng stretched out his hands, and his hands formed the shape of eagle claws with each other, Ziqin could see that the strength of Yin Tianzheng's hands was not weak just by looking at it, and if his Kunlun Zhenfang sword was caught by this old man's claws, I am afraid that it would immediately become history.

"Six factions, there are no six factions here, only our five factions have defeated your Ming Sect, and then you only need to deal with my Kongtong and Huashan."

It was an old man with a hunched back who spoke, although this old man was also an old man, but his momentum and appearance were very far away, and if it was dark in the night, it would be enough to scare a crying child.

And this old man's words seem to have aroused the dissatisfaction of Wudang Yu Lianzhou and Yu Erxia, there is a way to be a hero and a hero, Yin Tianzheng and other heroes have already made Wudang several people admire, at this time, I am not used to Kongtong sending this old man to take advantage of Yin Tianzheng.

It's just that the siege of Guangming Ding by these six major factions was a major event that he had sworn a long time ago, and Yu Erxia was unwilling in his heart, and he had no choice but to retreat under the words of the old man.

Itself, at this time, this Kongtong old man should step forward, and then Zhang Da Sect Leader should also come forward, Ziqin just caught up with this scene, but he was secretly glad that he was ready to watch the excitement, but he didn't want to suddenly hear this old man insult Kunlun.

Hearing this old man say bad things about Kunlun behind his back, Ziqin snorted coldly.

Suddenly, he raised his foot and kicked a long sword beside him that he didn't know whether it belonged to the five major sects or belonged to the dead disciples of the Ming Sect, Ziqin's swordsmanship at this time had reached the point of being a god, although this kick seemed random, but the sword was no less than the world's swordsmanship master who used a special technique to use a sword from his hand and flew towards the old man.

Over there, the old man was still chattering, ready to take advantage of Yin Tianzheng's excessive consumption of internal force, and didn't want a whistling voice to suddenly sound behind him.

Although this Kongtong old man is really a person, but he does have a bit of kung fu, just listening to this voice, he knows that there must be a weapon flying according to him, and his strength is not weak.

At that moment, he didn't care about talking to Yin Tianzheng, so he immediately turned around quickly, and blocked behind him with a mistake in his palms.

This series of reactions was extremely exciting, but none of the people from the five major factions around them applauded, while the disciples of the Kunlun faction couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It turned out that the sword proposed by Ziqin had just flown behind this old man, but it had already been inserted straight into the ground, and it was actually slammed into the ground less than half an inch in front of this old man's hands, and the sword body left on the ground was still shaking.

This scene is as if the old man is playing a one-man show, jumping and jumping, and dancing with his hands.

The eyes of this glossy but tall Kongtong old man immediately looked at Ziqin as if they were on fire, and his eyes showed indescribable resentment and resentment.

"Who is this person?"

Over there, Ziqin turned his head slightly to ask He Taichong next to him.

"This person is the famous Zong Weixia in Kongtong."

He Taichong didn't have time to answer, but Ban Shuxian had already said in a mocking tone.

It is said that Zong Weixia is also a surname that is hated by thousands of people, and he has been disgusted by Wudang Yu Erxia when he takes advantage of Yin Tianzheng, and he said Kunlun behind his back, but he was heard by the Kunlun disciples led by Ziqin, and immediately offended Kunlun again.

And unlike Wudang Yu Erxia, the Kunlun faction, whether it is Ziqin or Ban Shuxian, is not the kind of person who can save an overnight feud.

"Kongtong, is it also a big faction?"

Ziqin asked as if ignorant, and when these words came out, Zong Weixia, who was already angry with Ziqin and was about to explode, turned red all of a sudden, and he looked at Ziqin angrily.

"Where did this wild boy come from, it's really too presumptuous, old man, old man............"

Zong Wei chivalously stretched out his hand and pointed at Ziqin.

However, before he finished speaking, Ziqin had already walked in front of him with a sneer.

"Today is the six major factions besieging Guangmingding, I didn't want to deal with you, but you are too presumptuous, first insulted me Kunlun, and then directly insulted me, the head of Kunlun, if I don't teach you a lesson, but really make the world think that I have no one in Kunlun."

If he hadn't known that there would be a mediation by Sect Master Zhang in the end, Ziqin would not have come at all, but since he came all the way, Ziqin should also travel in the mountains and rivers, and take the opportunity to cultivate the actual combat ability of Ding Qing and Jiang Wang.

As for the Guangming Ding competition, originally Ziqin just wanted to send Ding Qing or King Jiang up to meet Zhang Wuji for a while, and he didn't want Zong Weixia to suddenly interject, but it made Ziqin think of another idea.

At that moment, Ziqin pulled out the sword on the ground and looked at Zong Weixia with a casual wave.

"A sword, you only need to take me a sword, after a sword, whether you live or die, I will no longer pursue your insults to me Kunlun and me."

Zong Weixia is no matter how many people dislike the surname, but he is also one of the five elders of Kongtong, Ziqin's words are like Zong Weixia like ants, it is really indescribable arrogance, at the moment, the people of the five major factions in the four sides have discussed, and the focus on this square has shifted from Mingjiao to Ziqin for a while.

(To be continued)