After a long time, there was a heavy "bang" from the sword platform, followed by Luo Mingxian's crying call: "Master!" At this time, Peng Wuwang's upper body clothes had been torn to pieces by the cold sword qi, revealing his body full of scars, and he fainted to the ground. The scars crawled all over his body like tiger stripes, making him look like a wounded and dying tiger. If it weren't for Hua Jinghong's dark energy in his hands, the upper half of Peng Wuwang's body would probably be shattered into powder today.

"Master, wake up!" Luo Mingxian cried, and big tears fell on Peng Wuwang's face with his eyes closed.

"Ah, look, he's covered in scars, it's terrible." A disciple of the Yue Nu Palace exclaimed.

"This guy doesn't know how to write dead characters at all, and if he causes trouble on the rivers and lakes, of course he will be injured." Meteor Sword Wind Yinghua said mockingly.

"If you don't measure yourself, you will bring shame on yourself." Fang Feihong saw Peng Wuwang's embarrassed appearance, and secretly breathed a bad breath in his heart.

"The swordsmanship of the Yue Nu Palace is really invincible in the world." Luo Lianhong said proudly, looking at Hua Jinghong's floating figure stupidly, dreaming that one day she would become such a peerless swordsman.

"The palace master really lives up to his reputation!" Zhao Yinghong arrived today, and was finally completely impressed by Hua Jinghong's swordsmanship, and she had no complaints about her noble status in the Yue Nu Palace.

The other disciples of the Yue Nu Palace also had a lot of discussions, and the topic was of course not far from Hua Jinghong's shocking martial arts and Peng Wuwang's self-determination to shake the tree.

Hua Jinghong raised her hand slightly, stopping the buzzing of the audience, she came to Luo Mingxian's side, leaned down, carefully probed Peng Wuwang's pulse, and smiled, "Your master is fine, he will wake up in a while." She stood up straight, inserted the Celestial Scar Sword into the scabbard on her back, dusted off her body, and said, "When your master woke up, he told him that Hua Jinghong was waiting for him to come to Yishan at any time. However, I hope that next time he can wash away the killing aura in the sword technique, you must know that it is light and ethereal, and there is no trace of change, and the clouds and smoke will pass through the eyes, and it will not hinder the heart."

"I don't need you to evaluate my master's martial arts, you don't deserve it at all!" Luo Mingxian shouted angrily. This sentence not only made all the surrounding Yue Nu Palace disciples furious, but even Hua Jinghong, who had always had excellent cultivation, was stunned.

"Hey! You ignorant child, my palace master is kind enough to point out the shortcomings of Peng Wuwang's martial arts, and you are so ignorant!" Fang Feihong and a few other grumpy disciples "Chuangchang" said that the long sword was unsheathed, and they were about to rush forward. Hua Jinghong hurriedly raised her hand and stopped everyone. She asked, slightly puzzled, "This little brother, I don't know why you said that?"

"Humph!" Luo Mingxian struggled to help up Peng Wuhope's body and said loudly, "We people in the rivers and lakes have learned martial arts, is it to compete with others and win? How is that different from a beast? My master relies on his martial arts, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, doing chivalrous in the world, where righteousness is, everywhere. Although his martial arts are not as good as yours, he understands the true meaning of martial arts better than you."

He looked at the disciples of the Yuenu Palace who gathered around him with resentment, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's a pity that you Yuenu Palace people, who are guarding the title of invincible in the world, but they are lonely and self-admiring, ignoring the injustices in the world, doing nothing in the rivers and lakes, and even being complacent, it is really shameless."

The words actually made the sharp-toothed Yue Nu Palace disciples around them speechless.

Luo Mingxian glared at Fang Feihong, who was approaching with a sword, with an uneven face, and said in a dumb voice: "You said that my master is not self-sufficient, if it weren't for my master's self-strength, how could he have destroyed the Shu Cottage, leveled the rebellion of the Nian Gang, and killed the master of the Qingfeng Hall."

As he spoke, tears couldn't help but flow, and he trembled and pointed to several scars on Peng Wuwang's chest and right arm, and said, "This is the master who was injured by Cheng Hongyi's darts and the flashing sword Yue Lian in order to save Mr. Fang Baitong, at that time, the master was exhausted and was about to die of exhaustion, and he was nailed with darts all over his body, and he was still able to kill the Yin Yang Sword Zhao Fang."

He pointed to the scar on Peng Wuwang's left rib, and said, "These are the ones who were injured by Lin Qianye's bone nail when they attacked Shu Cottage, and the flower monk and Lin Qianye at that time thought that the master was no longer good and wanted to kill him, but they were beheaded to death by the master several times."

His mind vaguely seemed to go back to the night when he had a long conversation with Peng Wuwang last night. Peng Wuwang smiled heartily, pointing to the countless scars on his body and gushing endlessly, as if these were stories that happened to others.

"These were made by the masters of the Nian Gang Xia Tan, and they weren't very powerful, but they put up a flowing water knife formation, which made me really suffer."

"This is Ning Shotyue's stab, such a ruthless sword, he thought my heart was here, hehe, it's a pity, Lao Tzu is an eccentric person, his heart is on the right side, and he was stunned to let this old thief pounce. Haha, thanks to this old thief, I killed the food demon in Dongting Lake, and not only picked up a good life, but also fished a treasure."

"These are the Turkic people who are ambushed in the Nian Gang, they are all minor injuries, hey, fortunately, I have experienced the subtle kung fu in Dongting Lake, so I can win easily, of course, injuries are inevitable."

"There's nothing to say about this shoulder injury, it was injured by the Qingfeng Tang killers, who were chasing a wind medium at the time, and I just caught up. At that time, the one named Zhang Fang was no longer good, and I had to fight for my life with them in order to hurry up, and I scared them away, but unfortunately, I still didn't save him."

"Not to mention these injuries, you know, it's the battle with the Qingfeng Hall Master. Qingfeng Hall Master's swordsmanship, you just want to go, how powerful you can be, how powerful you are. I fought hard with her for more than a hundred moves, and I barely managed to deal with her by fighting for my life, but I also hit more than 60 swords, more than 60 swords, and almost gave me a long time. If it weren't for Doctor Jia, I would be hopeless. The swordsmanship of the Qingfeng Hall Master is nothing else, just two words - admiration."

"The scars on this face are even more interesting, when we went to Huashan to exterminate the Qingfeng Hall Master, everyone fought until they were exhausted. When I came back, the mountain road was rugged, and a few children of the family couldn't support it and fell from Canglong Ridge, which frightened me. Although I don't look at them very well, but the bad guys have also fought with the master of Qingfeng Hall, they are a man, I can't see death without help. So he grabbed his sister-in-law's long whip, jumped down and grabbed him in mid-air. Hehe, my sister is so concerned about my safety that she pulled the whip so hard that I hit my head on the rock, leaving this scar."

"These, it's not too interesting, some of them were left by Lei Yechang, some were injured by the masters of the Jin family, and some were injured by the sword fairy, and the sword fairy's swordsmanship is also very terrifying."

Master, everyone envies you for becoming famous at a young age, and who knows how much blood, tears and hardships you have paid for this.

Luo Mingxian looked at the stunned Yue Nu Palace disciples with grief and indignation, and said loudly, "You only know that you rely on martial arts to do misdeeds, and you think you are the best in the world. Do you know that when you were practicing swords and martial arts, my master had an attack because of an old injury, and he couldn't sleep at night and fidgeted. If it weren't for you shielding the heinous Jin Baiba, my master wouldn't want to pay attention to you fools who don't distinguish between right and wrong."

Looking at the mottled scars on Peng Wuwang's body, the arrogant heads of the Yue Nu Palace people hung down listlessly, Fang Feihong and the others quietly put away their swords, and retreated cautiously with shame on their faces. Li Haihua and Feng Yinghua looked at each other silently and shook their heads helplessly. Hua Jinghong raised her head and suppressed the mist in her eyes, at this time she only felt a sour throat and couldn't speak. On the top of the light, there was only the whining of the mountain wind, as if even the birds were dumbfounded by feeling the heavy hearts of the people.

At this moment, Peng Wuwang woke up from his coma and shook his head vigorously. Luo Mingxian, who was supporting him, said in surprise, "Master, you're awake." Peng Wuwang smiled at him, raised his head, saw the expressionless Yue Nu Palace monarchs, and asked blankly, "What's the matter?"

Luo Mingxian hurriedly said, "They insulted the master with their words, and the disciples are scolding them to wake them up."

"Nonsense," Peng stood up hopelessly and displeasedly, "how can I teach you, for a chivalrous person only asks right and wrong, not arguing." Luo Mingxian stuck out his tongue and shrank behind him.

"I'm sorry," Peng Wuwang hugged Hua Jinghong with a guilty face, "There is no way for the disciples to be in the lower sect, so Miss Hua will laugh."

Hua Jinghong returned the salute blankly, not knowing how to speak.

"Miss Hua's swordsmanship is outstanding, Peng admires. Two months later, Peng came back to receive the teaching." Speaking of this, Peng Wuhope's eyes showed a helpless look.

Hua Jinghong saw it in her eyes, and couldn't help but feel bad in her heart, coughed, and said, "Brother Peng's injury ......."

"Out of the way." Peng Wuwang indifferently looked at the few new injuries on his body, said goodbye, and led Luo Mingxian to stride away. Luo Mingxian glanced at everyone in the Yuenu Palace fiercely, followed closely behind Peng Wuwang, and the two disappeared into the Yishan Mountain Road in the blink of an eye.

"The true meaning of martial arts, the true meaning of martial arts,......" Hua Jinghong played with these four words repeatedly, and was stunned.