Everyone saw the two fighting, the sword in the hall was shining, dazzling and frightening, the figures of the two were shrouded in a dotted sword light, and they couldn't see where the two people were, and immediately the people outside the hall couldn't help but pull their necks one by one, and they fought bravely one by one, looking at the eyes, and the heroes from all walks of life sitting in the hall also held their breath and opened their eyes directly, for fear of missing the blow of the peerless swordsmanship of the two.

The swordsmanship made by Zhang Zhongxiong is a unique swordsmanship of the Zhengyi faction, called the Heavenly Thunder Swordsmanship. This swordsmanship has run through thousands of years, and after the continuous study and sorting of Taoist priests in the past dynasties, it has long been flawless, even if you want to delete and modify the slightest, it is impossible.

But seeing that under his fierce attack, the swordsmanship did not leak, and the momentum was extremely surging, even the blood that burst out from the wound on his shoulder, and there was not a trace of splashing out, but around the tip of his long sword, constantly lingering up and down, with a thunderous roar, it shot out, it was really like a thunderbolt descending from the world, unstoppable.

Zhang Zhongxiong stepped on his feet, sometimes in a hurry and sometimes slowly, every move continued to attack, and Qi Yufeng held the sword of Yitian, which was both offensive and defensive, and the sword light was arranged, and it was really like a silver snake dancing wildly, and the sky was full of flowers.

Every move of the two peerless swords intersected, it was full of lightning, suffocating, and everyone in the hall, seeing such swordsmanship, unconsciously looked solemn and slowly stood up.

After more than a dozen moves, the people in the hall and the hall all felt that under this swordsmanship like a storm and a tsunami, they had some difficulty breathing, and they almost looked up, and at that moment, all of a sudden, the two of them were like arrows off the string, and they were separated, each standing in a corner of the hall, holding a sword and saying nothing.

The heroes hurried to watch. But I saw that on Qi Yufeng's chest, there was a blood stain in the shape of a blood flower, calm and relaxed, resolute as rigid, and Zhang Zhongxiong had a placket on his chest. But it has already been torn by the long sword, and on the snow-white skin on his chest, there are seven blood holes, like a cold plum blooming, gurgling and bleeding.

Everyone was silent, and no one on the field even breathed for breath. Zhang Zhongxiong looked down at the wound on his chest, almost surprised and couldn't help himself, the others present may not be able to see it, but he was clear in his own heart, that Qi Yufeng counted the tricks, and passed seventeen moves. Then he slammed down the killer, the long sword in his hand turned into a bolt of lightning, and he struck suddenly, and the degree was several times faster than the first dozen moves, and he stabbed seven blood holes in his chest directly, spurting out seven blood arrows.

Originally, as soon as these seven blood holes were opened, he would definitely die. But that Qi Yufeng suddenly changed his mind somehow, and the tip of the sword was a little bit, and seven swords burst out, and he actually hit the seven blood arrows back into his body.

The Heavenly Sword is indestructible, even if it touches a little, it has to cut the skin, but the tip of Qi Yufeng's sword reaches the skin, not only does it not cut itself, but it also transmits seven strong masculine internal forces and seals his acupoints. so that the blood will no longer gush out, and he will save his life.

Zhang Zhongxiong looked at the seven blood spots on his chest, and gradually stopped bleeding, his face was like gold paper, and he couldn't help but sigh. He whispered: "Zhu Mingsheng is in the night, and Lu Leng Xiancha is low." The moon is hidden in the heart of the house, and the beacon fire reflects the sparse stars. Vertical and horizontal twelve halls, purple wall dancing spirit flag. Alone in the Tai round, sit and watch the billion-year period. The wind is mixed with the sun and the moon, and the stars fall in the west of the sea. The angry waves roll up the department, and the ape and crane will live in peace? ”

As soon as he said that, two tears flowed from his eyes, he held the sword in both hands, and took a few steps forward respectfully, and was about to return the Changbai Sword to Qi Yufeng.

Everyone saw that the sect master of Zhengyi was so emotional, and sighed in their hearts, but they also felt that the only person in this world who could make him so desperate was Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren, and the young man in front of him at this time.

Even if the Mingjiao Sect advocated Mowgli in the past, there should be no such unparalleled swordsmanship.

The heroes were all in a slightly complicated mood and watched him walk in step by step, there were indignant, envious, amazed, and frowned, and the people in the audience had mixed feelings in their hearts for a while, and they didn't know how to deal with it.

At this moment, suddenly a clear and lofty voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears: "The dragon snake turned into powder, robbing the remaining insects and chickens." Who is the master of the country? Melancholy, but Caiwei! ”

This voice is very elegant, at first I heard the sentence "dragon and snake turn into powder", it seems that this person is still dozens of miles away, but when it comes to "robbing the remnants of insects and chickens", it has already taken a step forward, and "who is the owner of the country?" Melancholy, but Caiwei! In two sentences, the voice changed from far to near, and stopped in front of the hall.

Everyone looked up, but it was an old man in a white robe with a short beard and a clear face, he was calm and relaxed, and he sang slowly, as if he was not in a hurry, but most of the people present had not seen how he came, and only felt that listening to this person's voice was as if he had just floated down from the clouds.

When Zhang Zhongxiong heard this, he stopped slightly, glanced back at the man, and said, "Mr. Xie......"

Mr. Xie nodded at him, but after thinking about it slightly, Zhang Zhongxiong knew that after all, it would be difficult for him to reach the realm of Qi Yufeng's divine sword, so he immediately shook his head slightly.

He was about to start, but he heard a sudden shout, and the sound was like a thunderclap ringing in everyone's ears, which shook the sky and the earth, and the momentum was incomparable.

"Outside the sky, Huabiao hangs heroes. If the body is not stone and wood, it will not be chaotic and separated. ”

With this angry shout, a black figure swept into the hall like a whirlwind, and the uninhabited seats fell backwards one after another, only a few ping-pong sounds were heard, and the field was in a mess, this person had a rough appearance, a flat face, prominent cheekbones, broad face and small eyes, and his eyes were shining, he was wearing an earthy yellow monk's robe, but he was covered with an animal skin cloak outside, and his head was shiny, but he was a monk.

Fan Yao saw two masters coming, and when he was in good spirits, he cheered up, and said loudly: "Two friends, Gao surname? ”

Mr. Xie didn't even glance at Fan Yao's face, but just said to Zhang Zhongxiong: "Zhang Daoyou, now that the big thing has not been accomplished, how can you retreat lightly, if you retreat, can you teach me and the national teacher how to be embarrassed?" ”

When Zhang Zhongxiong heard this, his body moved slightly, and he stopped for a while, but he didn't say a word.

The dark-faced monk laughed: "Now that the three of us are joining forces, no matter how many heroes there are in the world, how can they compete with us, that little girl, why don't you hurry up and present the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descent" and "Nine Yin True Scripture"?" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at a chair that had fallen to the side. With a gesture of his hand, he sucked in the chair three feet away, put it behind him, and sat in the middle of the field in a big way.

When Mr. Xie saw it, he couldn't help but laugh. After pacing a few steps slightly, he walked behind the monk, looked at the swords in the hands of Zhang Zhongxiong and Qi Yufeng, and nodded: "The three of us will reappear in the world after twenty years, and there will be three swords here." It's a good omen, it's wonderful, it's wonderful. ”

Fan Yao looked at the black monk who was arrogant and didn't take the heroes of the world in his eyes, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he asked, "Dare to ask the master, but it's from Xignahei?" ”

This Segna Black City. It is the capital of the White Horde, and a part of the Golden Horde, which was created by the eldest son of Genghis Khan, Jochi, and has been passed down to the ninth generation. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the Ruyang Palace, he first traveled thousands of miles and took refuge in a Mongolian prince of Khorezm.

The Khorezm was in the land of present-day Uzbekistan and Turkmenistan, and the White Horde was Kazakhstan today. It was because he saw the man's martial arts that he had learned, and it was somewhat similar to the martial arts learned by the Mongolian warriors in that place.

When the monk heard this, he suddenly laughed and said, "Are you Fan Yao, one of the two immortals known as Xiaoyao on the rivers and lakes?" How can I, Agoura, be a cow and a horse for the Ulus? ”

That Ulus was the Great Khan of the White Horde, and this man dared to call him by his first name. When Fan Yao heard this, his face became solemn, and he nodded and said: "Yes, the martial arts of your Mongolian lineage are learned from the hands of the Jin Kingdom, the Han people, and the Rus' people, and you are Ji Rentai's apprentice, from Hala and Lin." ”

The monk nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, the two immortals really have some doorways, and they can't complain that they are so famous in the Central Plains." ”

Qi Yufeng couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he heard the name of Hala and Lin, he had heard the Mingjiao Wusan people say that Nahala and Lin Yuan were the capital of Mongolia, from Vienna on the Rhine River to Bianliang by the Yellow River, from the cold Russian steppe in the north to the desert of the Arabian Peninsula under the scorching sun, most of the Eurasian 6 were shrouded in the power and prestige of the city.

The first four Great Khans of the Mongol Empire, Genghis Khan, Ogedei, Guiyou, and Möngke, all sat in this city to manage the dynasty, but later Kublai Khan established himself as Khan and moved south to the capital, and this place gradually declined.

However, the political affairs moved south, this martial arts is not the same, when the Mongols attacked the Song Dynasty, countless martial arts masters, called by Guo Jing's chivalrous righteousness, did not hesitate to throw their heads, spilled blood, so that Mongolia suffered heavy losses, Kublai Khan won the world, learned a lesson, and learned the true meaning of martial arts from the books looted by all countries in the world, founded the Academy, so that a Mongol in Hala and Lin concentrated on martial arts.

Although the history of Mongolian martial arts is short, it integrates the learning of Mongolian wrestling, Central Europe, Eastern Europe, West Asia, Central Asia, East Asia, Northeast Asia, and South Asia, and makes rapid progress, but this person was originally the tribe of Ali Buge, and Kublai Khan was an enemy back then, so he rarely walked around in the Central Plains, and his reputation was not good.

As for Ji Rentai in Fan Yao's mouth, it was more than 9o years ago, a master of Mongolia, after he succeeded, he walked the Central Plains, defeated the masters of the Central Plains several major sects, and was finally defeated by the fledgling Zhang Sanfeng, fortunately not dead, and finally the wolf bèi fled back to the north, and never dared to step into the Central Plains again half a step in his life, but this is not known to Qi Yufeng.

Fan Yao broke the identity of the monk, turned his head again, and looked at the figure dressed as a scholar on the side, but he couldn't help frowning, he could see that this person's martial arts were really unique, but who this person was, it was difficult to determine in his heart.

At this moment, he heard Qi Yufeng laugh and said, "This Mr. Xie is the number one master from Qinghai Yuzhenguan, right?" ”

As soon as he said this, everyone in the audience was surprised, even the empty wisdom monk of Shaolin Temple couldn't help but raise his head in surprise, glanced at Mr. Xie, and only thought in his heart: "That Qinghai faction has few people and acts secretly, even we only know a Qinghai Three Swords, whose martial arts are not inferior to the head of the six major factions in the world, how can this character dressed as a layman be the first master of this Taoist temple?" ”

On the one hand, Sun Ruilai, Zhu Xiong and others heard this, and suddenly remembered that Qi Yufeng had relayed to them the story told by the Wusan people, when Wang Pan Mountain, the Heavenly Eagle Sect raised the sword and established its might, Xie Xun once said a sentence: "The two masters of Shaolin Temple's empty wisdom and emptiness, Zhang Sanfeng, the head of the Wudang faction, and Emei, the head of the Kunlun faction, which one is not a master?" The Qinghai faction is located in the western Xinjiang, but its martial arts have a unique secret. Mingjiao left and right the messengers of light...... Hey, that's not a small feat. It's the White-eyed Eagle King Yin Sect Master of your Heavenly Eagle Sect, and that is also a rare talent, so I may not be able to beat him. ”

This Xie Xun's vision is very high, when talking about the masters of the world, he didn't mention Huashan and Kongtong, at that time Sha Zhenzi was still angry, and he was extremely impressed by the three of them, but in the eyes of such a person, the martial arts of the unknown Qinghai faction master in the western Xinjiang and the rivers and lakes can be compared with Shaolin Sankong, Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, Emei Kunlun and Yang Xiaofan Yao Yin Tianzheng, is the master in his mouth this person?

Later, on the eve of the lion slaughter conference, the three masters of the Qinghai faction joined forces to sneak attack the three masters of the Shaolin Temple Town faction, and they were almost evenly matched, and their skills were so deep that they were especially lamentable.

And Qi Yufeng also talked about it, saying that this Qinghai faction should be a true branch, and it is not inferior to Wudang Emei in terms of swordsmanship, at present

When Mr. Xie heard this, he couldn't help but let out a "huh", turned around in surprise, looked at Qi Yufeng a few times, and asked strangely, "How can you see it?" ”

Qi Yufeng held his sword and said with a smile: "Your martial arts and body skills can deceive others, but you can't deceive me, I have killed many of you." ”

When Mr. Xie heard this, his face was solemn, and there was a faint layer of green gas on his face, he raised his wrist, stretched out his fingers, and snorted softly, and a thin force shot out, which was more urgent than the hard crossbow of the strong bow, and saw that on the beams and pillars in the hall, there was a soft sound of "bang", and a small hole with the thickness of a finger appeared.

When everyone saw him perform this kung fu, they were secretly frightened, and Fan Yao said in his heart: "This person is so powerful at finger syncing magic kung fu, it looks like the situation is actually a few points more powerful than Yang Xiao's kung fu." ”

After Mr. Xie finished performing this kung fu, he immediately looked at Qi Yufeng and nodded: "King Wuwei walked the rivers and lakes, but for four or five years, everyone praised you, and they all said that you are the dragon and phoenix among people. ”

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