"Ahem."

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, the abbot had no choice but to speak: "Everyone, today we are going to divide the winners and losers through a competition, as for other things, put them aside for the time being, and everything is based on the overall situation." ”

With the abbot's words, He Taichong also stepped forward.

"Wei Yixiao, come to fight!"

"Hehe, is it really true that this Bat King is afraid of you?"

Seeing this situation, Wei Yi was not annoyed by a smile, and with a shake of his body, he came to the center of the field, which could be regarded as a time for this fight.

Su Zimo was dumbfounded.

In this scene, he was not optimistic about He Taichong.

Although it is said that a hundred years ago, the "Three Sages of Kunlun" He Zudao single-handedly established the Kunlun faction and created a great reputation, but these descendants of He Zudao did not inherit the other party's martial arts cultivation at all.

On the contrary, over the years, the reputation of the Kunlun faction has not been obvious.

Among them, He Taichong, as the head of the Kunlun faction, is naturally to blame.

Moreover, the other party stepped forward to invite the battle at this moment, but it was just a moment of blood bravery, when it came to martial arts cultivation, He Taichong was among the heads of the six major factions, almost the bottom of the existence, how could he be the opponent of the Blue Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao?

Sure enough, as soon as the two fought, He Taichong used a set of rain and flying flower sword techniques, which was immediately like thousands of trees and pear blossoms, but it did not hurt Wei Yixiao at all, but made the other party use the gap to counteract with the internal force of yin and cold, and suffered a dark loss.

"He Taichong is going to lose......"

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo had silently sentenced He Taichong to death in his heart.

In the following time, He Taichong used several sets of swordsmanship in a row, but in front of Wei Yixiao's extraordinary light skills, he didn't even touch a corner of his clothes.

From beginning to end, Wei Yixiao maintained the posture of a cat and mouse, like an experienced old hunter, constantly teasing a prey that was about to be baited, but was still aware.

"Choke!"

Qing Yue's sword roared loudly.

But it was He Taichong who saw Wei Yixiao "accidentally" revealing a flaw, and quickly stepped forward and stabbed at the opponent's vital point with swordsmanship.

"Oh no, Master He, retreat!"

Seeing Wei Yixiao's slightly playful face, the abbot below suddenly felt a little bad and couldn't help but remind.

At this moment, He Taichong also sensed something wrong, but it was too late.

"Touching ——!"

With a muffled sound, I saw Wei Yixiao and his palm fiercely imprinted on He Taichong's heart, and exploded together with the remaining ice internal force on the other party's body before.

He Taichong, die!

"Master!"

There were several sorrowful voices in the audience, and as for the leaders of the other factions, they were also sad and sighed.

But this is a competition after all, life and death are fateful, and the sword has no eyes, so it is natural to complain.

"In the next game, I wonder which faction is willing to play?"

The voice fell, but no one answered.

Seeing that the situation was at a stalemate again, one person from the Shaolin faction walked out and said in a deep voice: "This one is handled by my Shaolin faction." ”

The crowd was in an uproar.

The person in front of Guy is none other than the emptiness of the junior brother of the abbot of Kongwen and one of the four great monks of Shaolin.

"Shaolin faction, this is going to be a heavy investment."

Seeing the appearance of emptiness, Su Zimo couldn't help but shine, with the status of the abbot of emptiness, it was impossible to personally take risks, and as his junior brother, the emptiness of his dragon claw hand was the most profound among his fellow brothers, and he was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

As if sensing the Mingjiao camp, a strange gaze suddenly came, Su Zimo turned his head, but saw Zhang Wuji's face was different, and he sighed slightly in his heart.

If he remembers correctly, in addition to the extermination master of the Emei faction, the Shaolin faction was also the first to bear the brunt of the death of Zhang Wuji's parents back then.

Really.

Without waiting for emptiness to stand still, Zhang Wuji walked out from the Mingjiao crowd: "Let the juniors come to ask for advice on the skills of Shaolin monks." ”

"Mowgli ......"

Zhang Wuji's appearance, on the side of the Wudang faction, there were bursts of low shouts.

Even Song Yuanqiao's face had a slight hesitation, as if he was thinking about it and planning to step forward to stop Zhang Wuji.

Seeing this situation, Su Zimo hurriedly whispered: "Dad, don't worry, since Senior Brother Wuji dares to take the initiative, he must be sure enough to retreat." ”

After a pause, seeing that Song Yuanqiao's face softened slightly, he continued: "Besides, with me waiting here, even if Senior Brother Wuji encounters danger, he can step forward to stop him at any time. ”

"So...... That's it. ”

Seeing that the two were already fighting on the field, Song Yuanqiao could only breathe a long sigh of relief, his eyes staring at the stage tightly, not daring to slack off. At the same time, he also made up his mind in his heart that if Zhang Wuji encountered any accidents, even if he was desperate to fight with the Shaolin faction, he would have to save him.

"I don't know who this is?"

Seeing Zhang Wuji appear, emptiness couldn't help but be stunned.

Although on Wudang Mountain back then, emptiness had also seen Zhang Wuji when he was a child, but now that time flies, it is natural that the two will not be linked together.

And he wondered why the Ming Church would arrange for such an important competition with a little-known young disciple to play.

"This is my disciple Yin Tianzheng."

Seeing this situation, Yin Tianzheng hurriedly said: "What, is it true that the master of emptiness looks down on the old man's eagle claw skills?" ”

Emptiness couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Don't dare, the Eagle King's Eagle Claw Skill, and my Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, are all famous claw skills in the rivers and lakes, and they are competing here today." ”

"Master, please."

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji nodded slightly.

"Good!"

Emptiness shouted, took the initiative to bully himself, and his hands came out together, making a move to "grab the beads", and took it to Zhang Wuji's temples left and right.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji did not retreat but advanced, and his hands came out together, and his body flickered, and he came first, but he took the lead in a moment.

This kind of life-threatening style of play really shocked the emptiness, and he couldn't react much and hurriedly retreated.

"Wow,."

After a few sounds, I saw Zhang Wuji's hands like a storm, attacking quickly.

And emptiness, at this moment, still lost the opportunity, and there was no way to advance or retreat, so he could only bite the bullet and constantly break with Zhang Wuji.

However, fortunately, emptiness has been immersed in the dragon claw hand for decades, and in the Shaolin faction, there is no one who can match, and the dragon claw hand has already been interpreted to a very high level, so naturally Zhang Wuji will not be easily succeeded.

Therefore, in the eyes of others, the two have long been mixed up, and it is difficult to distinguish between you and me.

And just when everyone was staring closely at the changes in the ring, a burst of fighting suddenly sounded at the foot of the mountain, mixed with countless arrows, and the shouts were loud for a while.

This sudden change made the Deming Sect and the six major sects a little overwhelmed.

Wei Yixiao even pointed at the abbot of Kongwen and the others and snorted coldly: "Okay, your six major factions actually didn't keep their promises, and took advantage of the opportunity of the martial arts competition to sneak attack my Ming Sect!" ”