Yue Buqun sat down leisurely, not worrying about anything at all, but the other Huashan disciples did not have this confidence. Zhao Mingzi, Lu Dayou and other familiar people were full of confidence in Linghu Chong, but the other disciples of the Huashan Sect who had a short entry time were obviously not very optimistic about them. Quite a few people gathered together and whispered.

Shen Chengping didn't listen to the discussions of those disciples, he looked at Ling Hu Chong intently, only to see that he suddenly made a mistake. Attacking Mo Da kicked off the prelude to this competition!

Ling Hu Chong's body flickered in front of Mo Da, he raised his sword with both hands, and made a move "White Rainbow Through the Sun", although the sword move was simple, but it made him use the sword intent, Mo Da squinted slightly, and then the long sword turned into several sword shadows as soon as his left foot was withdrawn, and in an instant, he broke Ling Hu Chong's sword move and all possible back moves, and the sharp sword intent did not stop forcing Ling Hu Chong to all the big points all over his body.

Ling Hu Chong was not chaotic at all, the long sword was raised lightly, only two clear sounds were heard, and the two sword moves had been taken by him, at this time, Ling Hu Chong's skills had entered the first-class realm, and his swordsmanship realm was advancing by leaps and bounds with his experience and Shen Chengping's mutual confirmation, and he had reached an unpredictable realm, so he easily caught a great counterattack.

But the great sword moves are known to be ever-changing, not only elusive, but also endless. Ling Hu Chong blocked the two swords but let himself open the door, exposing all his weaknesses in an instant, but Mo Da's sword did not stab out after all, because at this moment, Ling Hu Chong's sword was like a ghost, through the flaws in his moves, and pointed directly at the death hole in his chest and abdomen. Mo Da was only able to avoid Ling Hu Chong's blade.

"Good boy!" Mo Da looked at Ling Hu Chong with a complicated expression, and said: "I originally said that the Huashan faction should take your senior brother Shen Chengping as the most, but I didn't expect that there was a Zhao Mingzi before, and your swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle of the realm, with a few of your senior brothers, the next Huashan faction can guarantee at least fifty years of prosperity!" When Mo Da spoke, there was no lack of envy in his tone.

Mo Da didn't know about Ling Hu Chong's martial arts, but through a short fight, he had already determined that the martial arts swordsmanship of this young man in his twenties in front of him was enough to compete with him, and he no longer thought about showing mercy to his subordinates at the moment.

The people in the rivers and lakes who watched the game couldn't help but straighten up and watch the changes in the field. Many people didn't understand why Mo Da looked like he was facing a great enemy, and only a few masters like Zuo Lengchan could see one or two, staring at the two people in the field tightly.

Suddenly, Mo Da's wrist flicked, and the long sword attacked Linghu Chong in an instant. This sword is subtle and abnormal, and with the attainment of the Nine Swords of Linghu Chong, he is still very keen to find the flaws in it and stab the past.

But the great sword momentum is together, and in the sword shadow where the virtual and the real are born, the flaw is also a sword move, and after perceiving this, Ling Hu Chong had to take a step back, and the long sword ring was generally used to protect his body. The great sword was as silent as a weak willow supporting the wind, and it took Ling Hu Chong's face in an instant.

This sword was as fast as lightning, but Ling Hu Chong seemed to have expected it a long time ago, seeing that the long sword was in front of him, the sword in his hand was blocked in the middle of the road like an unpredictable prophet, blocking the huge long sword, and then it was a trick in Xiyi's swordsmanship to counterattack back. But the great momentum was great, and the offensive was also wave after wave, not only repelling Ling Hu Chong's sword moves, but also sword qi, suppressing Ling Hu Chong in an instant.

"Mo Da Xian'an is really clever, this sword move is even to look at it."

"Ten years ago, there was a Jiangyang thief, Ambassador Mo came out with this swordsmanship, and that person was already blind before he came out with a sword."

"It's not bad that this boy can last so long."

When the people in the audience saw this wonderful point, they couldn't help but talk about it, and the competition on the stage became more and more intense.

The thirteen types of clouds and mist in Hengshan have changed to the fullest, and with great ability, a sword has not ended and a sword rises again, it is really endless, but Ling Hu Chong is like a lonely boat in the wind and waves, even if it is turned upside down, but it is safe and sound, others are watching Mo Ling Hu Chong suppressed, but Shen Chengping, who is proficient in Dugu Nine Swords, knows that now Ling Hu Chong is just observing the great sword momentum, and when he sees through the great void and reality, it is time to counterattack.

"It's time!" At the moment when Shen Chengping was silently meditating in his heart, Ling Hu Chong's sword light rose in vain, like the red sun rising, it was the "Chao Ci White Emperor Caiyunjian" in the Chaoyang Yiqi Sword, attacking directly into the chest and abdomen from the left gap, if it was a big change, or the flawed back move of this move, then Ling Hu Chong could change the sword move and attack the opponent's right rib.

This sword was used, and the situation was immediately reversed, and Zuo Lengchan couldn't help but smash the armrest of the solid wood chair at the armrest when he saw this sword: "This kid's sword is extremely exquisite, obviously he has won the three flavors of swordsmanship, even I can't do better, where did this Yue Buqun find so many outstanding disciples!" ”

At this time, gradually the situation on the field changed, and Ling Hu Chong suppressed the great sword moves all the way, no more than ten moves, only three moves to promote the opportunity to attack, and the remaining seven moves. He could only struggle in Ling Hu Chong's sword net.

Compared to this scene, everyone was dumbfounded, except Zuo Lengchan's expression was calm and expressionless, and Yue Buqun was light. As for the Jianghu guests who watched the big drama in the audience, they were completely shocked by this play, and saw that Mo Da, who originally thought that he would win, was staggering, and clearly showed his defeat.

Suddenly, I heard a voice "Stop!" The voice rang out. Mo Da and Ling Hu Chong each took a step back, Mo Da hung down his long sword a little tiredly, took a deep look at Ling Hu Chong, and said slowly: "A new generation is better than the old, I lost." After he said this, he ignored Ling Hu Chong's flustered salute and stepped off the stage by himself.

This unexpected result made the audience a little silent for a while, and after a moment of Zuo Lengzen, he said aloud: "Senior Brother Yue's disciple is really good, I don't know which senior brother is willing to give some advice?" ”

At this time, he saw that Master Dingxian smiled, stood up from his seat and said, "All the senior brothers are unwilling to make a move, so let the poor nuns come." As the head of the five factions, Poor Ni still has to play after all. She said this and glanced at the Tianmen Daoist, and then went into the ring.

Because Ling Hu Chong made a marriage contract with Yi Lin, he was naturally a little closer to the Hengshan faction, so when he saw Dingxian Shitai, he was even more respectful than seeing Mo Da.

Dingxian Shitai looked at Ling Hu Chong and sighed in his heart, he originally agreed to Ling Hu Chong's marriage with Yi Lin, but it was just to get closer to the relationship with the Huashan faction, and he didn't expect Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship to be so good, at this time, he was probably not an opponent, and he couldn't help but be even more glad in his heart, Ling Hu Chong must be famous in the martial arts in the future, with this relationship, the Hengshan faction will also be able to get more care in the future.

Dingxian Shi Taiyi stretched out his long sword and said, "Poor Ni's swordsmanship is not as good as Senior Brother Mo, and he must not be your opponent." But after all, the poor nun is a little older, so let you strike first. ”

Ling Hu Chong could only say: "The division is too serious!" ”

The Hengshan faction is full of female nuns, and the killing spirit in the swordsmanship is much less than that of the other sects, and it is also a female sword, which is originally biased towards lightness. Therefore, although the Hengshan swordsmanship of Dingxian Shitai is profound and mysterious, it does not carry a trace of fire. It looks just and peaceful. Her swordsmanship is not as aggressive as Moda's long sword, and Ling Hu Chong did not face as much pressure as Moda, plus she was more respectful of Dingxian Shi and intended to keep her hand, so her swordsmanship was not fully exerted, and the two sides seemed to be evenly divided.