Two months passed in a flash.

People from all over the rivers and lakes are gathering in the capital.

Martial artists all over the world are looking forward to an upcoming martial arts event - the decisive battle between Chu River and Dang Wu.

It stands to reason that the duel between two young people should not have such a huge impact.

However, under the impetus of well-intentioned people, the influence of this battle has surpassed the battle of Tianhe between Dangwu and Luoyang a year ago, and even surpassed the battle of the Demon Sect leader Shangguan Xingfeng two years ago to defeat the Shaolin Sect at the top of the Tianshan Mountain and ascend to the top of the world's first person in the god list.

Of course, there is Muzhi's momentum in this, but it is more about the influence brought by the "Great Yin and Yang True Scripture", as well as the unpleasant forces of the Penglai Sword Sect and the people who hope that the party will be unlucky.

A combination of factors created the news of this explosion.

Even if it was the party martial arts who had the chance to win, after arriving in the capital, they also felt tremendous pressure.

There are really too many people watching the battle, and Dang Wu has been surrounded by many people since he became famous, but it is also the first time he has encountered such a big battle.

Lu Qingyu, who specially came to suppress the party martial arts, comforted: "Xiao Wu, don't care about other people's eyes, keep your own rhythm." As long as you play properly, you will be able to win. ”

Dang Wu took a deep breath and nodded to Lu Qingyu: "Thank you, Master, I understand." ”

"Senior brother, come on, you can definitely do it." The little junior sister also encouraged on the side.

Dang Wu smiled at the little junior sister: "Senior sister, don't worry, after I kill Chu He, I will propose to you in public." ”

He actually doesn't particularly like this little junior sister.

But in the past two months, the rumors from the outside world have been too outrageous.

What he has always liked is men, what is poor and happy, rich and speechless, and what is it that has changed his orientation for the sake of the high branches of the Penglai Sword Sect......

After Dang Wu heard these rumors, his nose was crooked.

But the two relationships he talked about before, the two women were angry that he abandoned them, and deliberately stood up and said that Dang Wu has always adhered to etiquette, at first they thought Dang Wu was a good man, but now it seems that he may not like women at all.

Dangwu has 10,000 MMPs, and I don't know if I should talk about it or not.

He not only wants to kill Chu He, but also proves to the world: his party martial arts is an iron-blooded pure man.

After the little junior sister heard Dang Wu's words, she blushed~ her face flushed, but she still mustered up the courage to hold Dang Wu's hand in front of everyone.

At this time, many people on both sides of the road were staring at Dang Wu, and naturally discovered the movements of the little junior sister.

The whistle sounded.

Some people who saw that the party martial arts were not pleasing to the eye deliberately said loudly: "Dang Shaoxia, is this deliberately looking for a pretext to prove that he likes women?" ”

There was a burst of laughter all around.

The little junior sister's face turned red.

The whistle blew harder.

Another person who hid his head and tail began to lead the rhythm: "There are no three hundred taels of silver here." ”

A cold light flashed in Dang Wu's eyes.

Lu Qingyu's movements were faster, ordinary people hadn't seen his movements yet, and the next moment, Lu Qingyu had already appeared in the middle of the road with a person in his hand.

"The rat who hides his head and tail, my disciple of the Penglai Sword Sect, is also something you can discredit?"

Without giving this person a chance to explain, Lu Qingyu used his right hand hard, and the sword qi broke through his body, directly cutting the person in his hand into three pieces.

On both sides of the road, there was an instant silence.

The onlookers finally realized that no matter how unpleasant it was to look at the Penglai Sword Sect, Lu Qingyu was also a real god list master.

It is very risky to provoke the party in front of him. Love

Of course, Lu Qingyu is a killer in front of everyone, and there is also a lot of risk.

After all, this is the capital.

However, the rivers and lakes and the imperial court have long had an agreement, and the imperial court will not intervene in the battles between the rivers and lakes.

As long as the person killed is not from the imperial court, Lu Qingyu's problem is not big.

Lu Qingyu's action shocked the others, and no one dared to provoke the Penglai Sword Sect.

They arrived at the inn where they were staying.

Then, finally, I met the hard stubble.

Seeing the people waiting in front of him, even Lu Qingyu had a solemn face, let alone Dang Wu.

"Master." Dang Wu wanted to face it himself, but Lu Qingyu raised his right hand and stopped Dang Wu.

Although Lu Qingyu is a hypocrite, he still has a sense of responsibility for the sect, and he is also dedicated to Dang Wu, the chief disciple, in front of outsiders, Lu Qingyu will not let Dang Wu face difficulties alone.

He stood in front of Dang Wu and confronted the rivals of the Penglai Sword Sect:

The other six major schools of righteous martial arts.

Although they are both on the right path, the open and secret battles between them are even more intense than the battles with the Demon Sect.

Dang Wu topped the list of hidden dragons, and the reputation and even corpses of the younger generation of righteous martial arts were stepped on.

But now, the party is notorious in the rivers and lakes, and there is a high probability that these people are here to fall into the ground.

Lu Qingyu's attitude is also obvious: My disciple, I cover myself.

Everything is coming at me.

Not to mention anything else, this responsibility alone is also recognized by Muzhi.

But Lu Qingyu spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain this time.

The Shaolin abbot made a loud Buddha call, took the initiative to step forward, and nodded to the party martial arts behind Lu Qingyu: "Dang Shaoxia, I wish you a victory." ”

Dang Wu and Lu Qingyu were very surprised.

Make them more surprised to be behind.

The head of Wudang then walked to the Shaolin abbot, and also nodded to Dang Wu: "Dang Shaoxia, the whole Wudang faction hopes that you can win this battle." ”

The abbot of Shaolin and the head of Wudang are the two major levers of the righteous martial arts, and their position in the rivers and lakes is very important.

After the two expressed their positions, the rest of the righteous sects also expressed their support for the party martial arts, as if the people who were in the black party martial arts on the rivers and lakes were not sent by them.

Lu Qingyu couldn't understand what this operation was, let alone Dang Wu, he looked at his master with puzzled eyes, hoping to get an answer.

And Lu Qingyu asked directly: "What are you colleagues going to do?" Is it simply for the apprentices? ”

"Amitabha, Master Lu, it seems that your sect has not yet realized the importance of this covenant." The Shaolin abbot shouted a Buddha horn.

Lu Qingyu saluted the other party and said in a deep voice: "Please ask the abbot for guidance." ”

"Master Lu, this time Dang Shaoxia is not fighting alone on his behalf. Chu Feng couldn't even be regarded as a person who knew martial arts two months ago, if two months later, Chu Feng would be able to defeat Dang Shaoxia......"

The Shaolin abbot paused and continued: "That means that the seventy-two Shaolin stunts are probably going to be ancient." ”

If an ordinary martial artist can defeat the No. 1 party martial artist on the Hidden Dragon List after two months of cultivation, then who will spend decades of effort cultivating the Shaolin Seventy-two stunts?

Other martial arts sects also faced the same problem.

After realizing this, Dang Wu's heart sank, and he felt that the burden on his shoulders was more than a thousand catties.