Chapter 4 The Sword Picks the Stars in the Sky II

Tu Qi did not hesitate to use his body to block Luo Fanchen's sword moves, and then turned defeat into victory, which made more than a dozen Jianghu bigwigs under the ring have mixed reviews, especially Zhu Youlong, the elder of the Fire Immortal Sect, who is a little disdainful of Tu Qi's approach.

"Luo Fanchen's move 'Sword Picks the Heavenly Stars' is deeply rooted in the true biography of the 'Heavenly Sword' Lu Huainan, if it weren't for the point, it would have killed Tu Qi with a sword. And this Tu Qi, not to mention the loopholes, also used internal force to kill Luo Fanchen, he is not worthy of being the first swordsman in Yuzhou..." Zhu Youlong first expressed his opinion.

Yin Xiucai was originally at odds with Zhu Youlong, and when he heard the other party speak for Luo Fanchen, he insisted on opposing:

"Ahem... Old Dragon, what you said is wrong, Tu Qi would think of using his body to block sword moves, he must have a very deep understanding of the 'Taixu Sword'... The Taixu Sword is ethereal, every move makes people despair, and resisting it with the flesh can not only surprise it, but also have the meaning of being put to death and reborn. Ahem... What's more, in the real battle, there are no rules to speak of, and if you lose, it will be a dead end! Now that Tu Qi is on the stage and Luo Fanchen is off the stage, can't you see who wins and who loses?"

"Yin Xiucai, are you just going to get along with the old man today!"

Zhu Youlong's fiery red curls erupted in anger, like a raging flame.

"Ahem... Old Fire Dragon, don't think that you are old, I'm afraid of you, the Red Immortal Sect is now without Zhu Wushuang, that is, the dragons have no leader, you have to finish playing sooner or later, haha... cough cough..."Yin Xiucai's eloquence is good, Zhu Youlong blew his beard and stared, and he was about to vomit blood."

"Well said... It just so happens that the people from your Qingxiao faction are also there, let's have a duel in this Luoshui City to see if you Qingxiao is powerful, or if my Red Immortal skills are superior!"

Seeing that the two factions were about to fight, the great monk of Fahui hurriedly stood up and persuaded the two:

"Elder Zhu, Hall Master Yin, please pay attention to the overall situation... This is Luoshui City, which is controlled by the government, once there is a fire and hurts the harmony of the two factions, not to mention, the imperial court will definitely catch the pigtails of the Jianghu people, and when the time comes, it will definitely not be good for the two factions, right?"

The great monk of Fahui said very reasonably, and Zhu Youlong and Yin Jiulang obviously still cared about the majesty of the imperial court, and they both returned to their seats indignantly.

Seeing that the two had finally suppressed their anger, Nafa Hui breathed a sigh of relief, and then said:

"Good, good, I'm here just to be a witness, since the little brother Tu Qi is still in the ring, let's count him as a winner. Elder Zhu, the title of the first place on the Yuzhou swordsman newcomer list is originally a matter for these young people, and it is unreasonable to be too involved, ?...what do you say?"

Zhu Youlong snorted coldly, "For the sake of Master Fahui and Pudu Temple's face, the old man admits it!"

Zhu Youlong had no opinion, and several people immediately agreed that it would be up to Fahui to announce the results of the competition.

These big guys are having a good time, and Tu Qi sees it in his eyes, and it is not a taste.

"I, Tu Qi, relied on my own strength to knock Luo Fanchen out of the ring, and there are still people who are not convinced, these old immortals... If it was him Luo Fanchen standing in the ring, these people would definitely have no opinion. Luo Fanchen, you gave birth to a good family, and you have this good skin, so that you can have a smooth ride... However, my Tu Qi is your nightmare, not only to take the first swordsman in Yuzhou, but I also want to make you collapse!"

Thinking so, Tu Qi pointed the black sword under the ring, and the tip of the sword waved towards the crowd.

"The Taixu Sword is nothing more than that, my Slaughterer's Qiankun Nine Swords is the world's first sword technique!

The great monk of Fahui turned around with his staff in his hand, and when he looked at it again, he was standing on Tu Qi's side!

A vast internal force stretched, making Tu Qi's dantian surge, and under the horror, he had a clear understanding of the power of Fahui!

Fa Hui stood quietly, and when he saw that he had achieved the goal of deterring Tu Qi, he quietly collected his strength.

This hair and harvest, in a breath, made Tu Qi feel how small the internal force he was proud of!

"Little Brother Tu, poor monk Fahui, do you remember?"

"Master Fahui, of course Tu Qi remembers..."Tu Qi's eyes lit up.

"Hmm...," Fa Hui nodded, "Let's talk about the old days later, but you have to remember the poor monk's words, until the steel is easy to break, the net is open..."

Seeing that Tu Qi didn't comprehend, Fa Hui sighed secretly, and saw the commotion in the audience, so he shouted:

"Silent ..."

This static word was wrapped by a strong internal force, which made everyone in the field feel like they were empowered, and they really quieted down one by one.

"Now I announce that the top spot on the Yuzhou swordsman rookie list is..."

Fahui was about to announce the results of the competition, when someone in the audience shouted:

"Great monk, slow down!"

Fa Hui's expression was awe-inspiring, the person who dared to call him "Great Monk" so directly, there are only a handful of people in the entire rivers and lakes, what is the origin of this person?

Not only Fahui, but also several Jianghu bigwigs such as Zhu Youlong and Yin Xiucai also focused their attention on one person.

This man was tall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, bronzed skin, and a heroic face with a bit of laziness and cynicism, none other than Weitian.

Wei Tian held the long sword that Luo Fanchen was asking for, and jumped into the ring, standing at Fahui's side.

Fahui frowned slightly, looked the person in front of him up and down, and asked:

"Amitabha, dare to ask why Xiaoyou interrupted the poor monk?"

Although Weitian called the other party "Great Monk", the number of etiquette was fulfilled, and he immediately gave a salute:

"Fang Tu Daxia knocked Luo Gongzi out of the ring, which is really admirable, especially in the end, he used his body to resist the sword move, it was really unexpected, and he died and came back to life..."

Tu Qi heard that Wei Tian was praising himself, and he unconsciously felt a little proud, and nodded again and again.

"However, Tu Daxia is better than Luo Gongzi in terms of internal strength, and his sword moves are so ruthless than Luo Gongzi, if he wants to win the first place and become the first swordsman in Yuzhou, he is still far behind. I want to appreciate the tricks of Tu Daxia..."

Tu Qi understood that this person was here to fight, to put it more clearly, he was here to smash the field.

"Hmph, I Tu Qi said that those who are not convinced can come to challenge, including Your Excellency, of course!"

Tu Qi didn't take Wei Tian in his eyes at all, in his opinion, the other party was probably another down-and-out swordsman who wanted to become famous in one fell swoop through the ring. For this kind of person, as long as he can be famous in the rivers and lakes, he will not care about his life or death.

But Tu Qi may have forgotten that he himself has come from the ring step by step to the present.

Halfway through, Fahui naturally couldn't be the master, and after saying a few words to Wei Tian and Tu Qi, he walked to the audience.

Next, Zhu Youlong, Yin Xiucai and others discussed with Fahui to decide whether Weitian was qualified to fight.

"Great monk, do you also agree that the stunned Qing and Tu Qi are in the last game?" asked Zhu Youlong.

"Master Fahui, as a monk, how can you watch others seek death?... Ahem..."

Yin Xiucai had already decided that Weitian had failed, and he didn't even bother to take a look at the situation in the ring.

"Hehe... Although Tu Qi's swordsmanship is the best among the younger generation, the one opposite is not good at stubble, I see that his posture with the sword is a little special, and his momentum is not like that of an ordinary nameless swordsman. I'm afraid Tu Qi has met an opponent this time..."

Fahui is actually quite optimistic about Wei Tian, Zhu Youlong also has the idea of making Tu Qi deflated, besides, Wei Tian is not a disciple of the Red Immortal Sect, even if he is killed by Tu Qi, what can he do?

And Yin Xiucai is obviously on Tu Qi's side, and he also has the intention of letting him take advantage of the victory to pursue and be the first swordsman in Yuzhou, Weitian is just a cannon fodder.

Although the minds of several people were different, their decisions were surprisingly consistent.

"This young man, since Tu Qi had shouted before, then your competition can start immediately!" Fa Hui's voice was strong and loud, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

At this time, Luo Fanchen was supported by the attendants and walked to the front row of the ring, he was a little puzzled, why did Wei Tian insist on fighting with Tu Qi? Besides, Wei Tian had said before that he didn't know how to use a sword. Tu Qi not only has a much higher internal strength than ordinary swordsmen, but also has ruthless swordsmanship, a person who doesn't know how to use a sword is facing him, isn't he looking for death?

"Brother Wei, how much are you still hiding?..." Luo Fanchen's eyes as clear as autumn water flickered frequently, but he couldn't see through some of the things on Wei Tian's body.

In the ring, Tu Qi showed a look of surprise.

I saw Wei Tian holding the hilt of the sword, and the posture of holding the sword was obviously wrong.

"Could it be that he doesn't know how to use a sword? No way, it must be some kind of strange sword move..."

Tu Qi held his sword in both hands and was about to rush up, but Wei Tian stopped:

"Hey, wait..."

Tu Qi received half a move, his breath was almost unsmooth, and he immediately said angrily:

"What are you doing?"

Wei Tian smiled and pointed to Tu Qi's wound:

"You're injured, for the sake of fairness, I'll give you three moves, how about it?"

"What?!" Tu Qi's face turned purple with anger, "I, Tu Qi, have always let others make sword moves, and no one dares to let me make sword moves, you are the first! Okay, let me try your sword skills!"

Tu Qi held the sword in both hands and slashed towards the sky, the momentum of this sword was like a rainbow, the sword qi was faintly released, coupled with the weight of the black sword itself, it was like Mount Tai pressing the top!

Wei Tian was not in a hurry, and when the sword qi was at its peak, he suddenly turned, unbelievably bypassed the sword qi, and stood behind Tu Qi!

Several bigwigs in the audience were immediately attracted by Weitian Fangcai's footwork, which was actually a light skill that none of them had ever seen in these old rivers and lakes!

Tu Qi was shocked and was surrounded by his opponent, which was simply a great shame.

"Look at the sword, the great song of the wilderness!"

Tu Qi turned the sword momentum back, instilled internal force into it, looked at Weitian's waist, stabbed vigorously, and the sword qi was instantly stimulated, mighty, like a wild divine power, breaking all obstacles, and smashing the Yellow Dragon!

Wei Tian's expression was awe-inspiring, of course, this trick of the Great Song of the Flood Desolation could not be underestimated, and when the arrogant sword qi was about to get close, the phantom flashed, this time he couldn't see what footwork he was, and he disappeared into Tu Qi's eyes out of thin air!

"I still want to escape!"

Tu Qi moved his true qi, estimating that Weitian was less than a sword away from him, and the big sword picked up and swept around!

"Woo~"

Wei Tian was indeed in Tu Qiyi's sword, but he had long expected that Tu Qi would change his moves, and he hit the ground with his sword and flew into the air, and Tu Qi's sword qi almost rubbed his skin by half a point.

"It's so dangerous, the three moves have passed, it's my turn!"

Wei Tian took advantage of the momentum of his whereabouts and picked up his sword to slash at Tu Qiyi, but it didn't look like he was using a sword, but more like he was using a machete!

Tu Qi sneered, holding the sword in one hand, the sword was raised, wanting to block the blow casually.

"Dang!"

The two swords collided together, bursting out sparks, and a strong force passed along the sword body of the black sword to the hilt, which made Tu Qi extremely surprised, and the tiger's mouth trembled, and he couldn't help but bless with his other hand, so he reluctantly followed.

"Yes, come again!"

Wei Tian raised his sword, and slashed it again, without any rules, but the victory was superior in internal strength, making Tu Qi retreat again and again.

"This man's internal strength is actually above mine, but it seems that he really can't use a sword, but it's a pity..."

Tu Qi made up his mind, and after receiving the sword of Weitian, the blade of the sword was upward, slashing through the opponent's left chest!

Wei Tian's eyes lit up, but this time he stopped dodging and leaned sideways. The sword aura of the black sword picked up a few pieces of broken clothes, and Tu Qi just wanted to sweep over, but a strange appearance suddenly appeared!

I saw that the sword in Wei Tian's hand turned over a few times, hit the black sword, and directly retreated Tu Qi's attack, and then followed by a sword stab!

"It's the sword that picks up the stars!"

This time Tu Qi is really going to scold his mother, Luo Fanchen will be too weak a sword, and even a person like Wei Tian who can't hold a sword well will be too weak a sword?

However, the sword of Weitian did not have sword energy, so it naturally did not form a "starry sky", and the next key sword was also soft and weak, without any strength.

"Are you here to be funny?!"

Tu Qi smiled angrily, and gently flicked towards the sword of the sky, wanting to break the opponent's "move", and then decide the victory with one sword.

"Bang!"

Tu Qi's eyes widened, the sword blade of the sky disappeared spontaneously, and he pounced into the air, and when he looked again, the tip of the sword actually came out from the place where it disappeared!

Wei Tian held his sword a little funny, but it didn't matter, because the outcome was decided.

The tip of the sword almost touched Tu Qi's neck, and the latter swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stared at his opponent in disbelief.

It was a nightmare for a person who didn't know how to use a sword to win himself with the Taixu Sword Technique.

And the most surprised person at this time was not Tu Qi, nor those gangsters, but Luo Fanchen in the audience.

"The true meaning of this last sword in the Taixu Sword Technique is full of stars, I have never been able to grasp the essentials, but I didn't expect to be comprehended by Brother Wei... The sword is not the sword, the sword is used to transform the meaning, and the intention is broken, Master, I finally understand..."

Luo Fanchen was immersed in Weitian's last sword move and couldn't extricate himself, and in the ring, layers of sweat appeared on Tu Qi's head.

"Brother Tu, I'm afraid you can't use your body to block this sword anymore... In Xia Bucai, you won half a move with Luo Gongzi's swordsmanship, and you lost this competition..."

Wei Tian put down the sword in his hand, Tu Qi's eyes became sluggish, and he fell to his knees with a "plop", and only the sound of "buzzing" could be heard in his ears.

Wei Tian didn't wait for everyone to come to their senses, jumped out of the ring, saw Luo Fanchen standing in the front row, and threw the sword in his hand over:

"The Taixu Sword Technique is really powerful, Brother Luo shouldn't give up easily..."

Luo Fanchen took the sword, suddenly sobered up, and bowed to the sky:

"Thank you Brother Wei for your advice, Luo Fanchen will never forget it in this life!"

Azure grinned:

"Brother Luo spoke for me in the pawnshop yesterday, it can be seen that he is a lover, why don't we find a place to have a good chat?"

Luo Fanchen happened to have this intention, and easily retracted the sword from the scabbard, showing joy:

"The wine and food in the observation tower in Luoshui City are good, can Brother Wei appreciate his face?"

"Okay, Brother Luo, let's not get drunk this time!"

"If you don't get drunk, you can't go home, haha..."

Wei Tian and Luo Fanchen didn't wait for those big guys to speak, and went straight to the observation tower, leaving behind the stunned crowd and Tu Qi, who was still kneeling in the ring.

"Oh no, the old man forgot to ask the young man's name, my Red Immortal Sect is in need of such a talent... The great monk, as well as the hall masters, the old man still has urgent matters, so he has taken his leave..."

Zhu Youlong held a mixed iron rod in his hand, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he also went straight to Weitian and the two.