Luo Yanxing and Dao Lengfeng confronted each other, Luo Yanxing was the first to speak, and his tone was full of mockery: "The head of the Dao Sect is really a 'hero', and even a few outer disciples who came to welcome you will not let go!"

Dao Lengfeng didn't show weakness either: "Unexpectedly, in order to welcome more than a dozen of us, the head of the Luo sect even mobilized the outer disciples. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Actually, we are here to apologize today. ”

- We're here to apologize, not to attack the mountain gate, you're so nervous!

A thick irony rushed to his face, but Luo Yanxing was not a vegetarian. "Master Dao, this time the matter also involves the outer disciples.

Since the head of the knife wants to apologize, in order not to affect the reputation of the head of the knife, it is natural to arrange all the relevant people.

How's that, the head of the knife is still satisfied?"

Chu Fei stood in the back and watched the excitement, the two factions were fighting, it should be rare. Just as he was thinking wildly, he saw Dao Leng Feng's eyes sweeping like knives, and a cold air rose from his heart; this gaze was really terrifying, cold and sharp, as if there was a knife light contained in it, rushing towards him.

Fortunately, this time Dao Leng Feng just glanced at it coldly, and after looking around, Dao Leng Feng really bowed his hand to the Evergreen Sword Sect and bowed slightly: "I, Dao Leng Feng apologizes to the Evergreen Sword Sect for what the dog Dao Yongming did!"

Luo Yanxing frowned slightly, this knife Leng Feng played a good trick, just apologized as a "father", but did not apologize as a "head".

But Luo Yanxing still pretended to pick up the sword Leng Feng, "As the head of the Evergreen Sword Sect, I accept this apology." ”

Luo Yanxing especially emphasized the word "master", which was very suspicious of being slapped in the face, at least this knife Leng Feng's face still flashed a trace of embarrassment. Several elders of the Long Knife Sect also looked embarrassed.

To say that Luo Yanxing was able to accept this apology, it still took into account the actual situation - the actual situation was that the Evergreen Sword Sect did not have any losses, but had gains, and gained a lot;

After Dao Lengfeng got up, he suddenly burst into momentum, and his slightly messy black hair danced wildly, and he looked at Luo Yanxing: "Master Luo, the Evergreen Sword Sect and the Long Sword Sect have not communicated for more than four years. Today, Dao specially brought several disciples of the Long Dao Sect to ask for advice!"

Chu Fei and the others' eyes widened, there was a good show to watch, this is also the purpose of Li Zhenfeng bringing Chu Fei and the others over, that is, to let Chu Fei and the others see different martial arts and have a preliminary understanding of the rivers and lakes.

Luo Yanxing waved his sleeves and walked towards the martial arts arena behind him: "Please!"

After saying that, he took the lead and walked forward.

The handymen of the Evergreen Sword Sect hurriedly got busy and set up tables, chairs, and tea.

The Evergreen Sword Sect and the Long Sword Gate were placed on the left and right sides of the martial arts arena, and as guests, although they were murderers, the Long Sword Gate was seated on the left, while the Evergreen Sword Sect was seated on the right.

In the rivers and lakes, the left is respected. Sit north and face south, and the left side is east.

Chu Fei and the others are not qualified to sit down for the time being, so they can only stand on the periphery, and when necessary, they have to bring tea and water, and fiddle with tables and chairs.

Li Yuanrong complained: "This is the first time I have served others!"

Chu Fei turned his head and said, "If you want others to serve you, hurry up and become an inner disciple, or even an in-house disciple." ”

He Daishan couldn't help but burst out a sentence: "Then you have to obey the master's orders." ”

As soon as Li Yuanrong heard this, he immediately complained: "Ya, let you say this, my whole future is dim." ”

"It's going to start, don't talk!" Chu Fei interrupted the boring game between the two.

While the three of them were talking, a disciple of the Long Sword Sect took the initiative to walk out and came to the center of the martial arts arena.

The "Qiang ......" long knife was unsheathed, and the slender Miao knife flashed with cold light, and was inserted upside down into the ground. The scabbard was thrown behind him.

This person held a long knife stuck in the ground in his left hand, and pointed at Xiao Zihou with his right hand, "Little monkey, let's come again!"

Xiao Zihou's face was a little embarrassed, and he was really unhappy to be called a nickname in front of so many people. But Xiao Zihou was worthy of being a disciple in the room, he was not angry or lost his cool, he just drew his sword out of the sheath and walked forward with the sword in his right hand.

"Xu Jigang, do you know, the way you use a Miao knife always reminds me of a praying mantis. ”

The words fell, and a few short laughs rang out from around.

The two were a foot apart, Xiao Zihou stopped, pointed his long sword at Xu Jigang and said again, "Your subordinates are defeated, let you come first!"

Xu Jigang was not polite, he pulled out the long knife from the ground with his left hand, held the knife with both hands, and swept it. It only took one step to cross the distance between the two.

Chu Fei was nervous in his heart, his eyes widened, it was really too ...... The long knife swept, and a sharp tearing sound could be heard in the air. Seeing the fierce long knife flying towards Xiao Zihou's neck, Chu Fei pinched a cold sweat.

But in the next moment, Xiao Zihou suddenly blurred, Chu Fei was no longer able to catch Xiao Zihou's traces, and then he saw the two entangled.

After only a few breaths, he heard a clanging sound, and Chu Fei finally saw clearly, Xiao Zihou's sword tip was in the center of the long knife, the tip of the sword trembled, the long knife bounced up violently and was pushed away, Xu Jigang's chest was exposed, and his face was panicked.

Xiao Zihou quickly stepped forward, reversed the hilt of his sword and smashed it Xu Jigang's chest.

Boom...... The hilt of the sword hit his chest, and Xu Ji just flew out upside down like a ball, and with a pop his back to the ground, his feet facing the sky, like a turtle that had been overturned.

"Good!" cheered from the Evergreen Sword Sect.

Xiao Zihou simply clenched his fists, "Agreed." ”

Xu Jigang's face was red and white for a while, red was shame, white was pain, slowly stood up, picked up the scabbard, stood up straight, and looked directly at Xiao Zihou: "Thank you for the advice, in the future, I will come again to ask for advice!"

Xiao Zihou didn't reply, turned around and left, walking very chic! All contempt is in the silence!

"You ......" Xu Jigang looked at Xiao Zihou and gasped a few times, but the next moment he pulled the wound on his chest and coughed. Xiao Zihou's moment was not light, if it weren't for the internal qi to protect his body, Xu Jigang would have to break a few ribs.

"Come back!" said Dao Lengfeng slowly.

Xu Jigang glared at Xiao Zihou's back a few times, and finally returned to the Long Dao Gate team, and returned to his master Feng Youlin......'s side;

"It's okay, you did your best. Feng Youlin gently persuaded, "Your internal qi is a little worse than Xiao Zihou, which causes your reaction speed to be a little slower." ”

As soon as Xu Ji spoke, Ling Feiyun, the head disciple of the Evergreen Sword Sect, walked out: "Ling Feiyun, who is coming!"

"I'll meet you!" a young man walked out from the side of the sword Leng Feng, the most characteristic of this person was that he actually used two knives - a long knife hung from his waist on his left side, and a long knife was also carried on his back, and the hilt of the sword also protruded from his left shoulder.

"The handle of the knife is on the left, how can I use it?" beside Chu Fei, Yang Yun asked.

Li Zhenfeng, the elder of the Gong Transmission who had been standing beside Chu Fei and the others, heard this, and said with a slight smile: "The sword hanging on the left waist is for the right hand, and the sword on the back is just the opposite.

You can see it by trying the pose yourself. ”

Yang Yun immediately made a few gestures, and finally said very seriously: "Elder Li is really smart. ”

The corners of Li Zhenfeng's mouth twitched.

Chu Fei couldn't help laughing, the sycophant was wrong.

Li Yuanrong couldn't help but whisper: "Why is this sentence so familiar? By the way, Chu Fei, isn't this the words of Mr. (teacher) who praised you at noon yesterday?"

This time it was Chu Fei's turn to twitch the corners of his mouth - Li Yuanrong, in fact, you are also very smart, babble!

On the martial arts arena, the double sword disciple walked in front of Ling Feiyun and stopped, "The head disciple of the Long Sword Sect, Ye Mingquan, come to receive the teaching." ”

Ling Feiyun smiled: "I said, everyone is an old acquaintance, you are really rigid." ”

Ye Mingquan looked around at the Evergreen Sword Sect: "You know me, it doesn't mean that these inner disciples and outer disciples know me. Without further ado, pay attention!"

Ye Mingquan held the hilt of the knife on his left waist with his right hand, and took a step forward with his left foot, the long knife suddenly came out of its sheath and flew towards Ling Feiyun like lightning.

Ling Feiyun let out a long roar, accompanied by a clear roar, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword body also flew out like lightning. In the sound of the sound, the two were entangled, the sword light and sword shadow flickered, and it was difficult to distinguish each other.

Chu Fei's eyes widened, but he could only see a vague shadow.

Suddenly, a dazzling streamer erupted in the grappling, and the streamer disappeared in a flash, and the two suddenly separated.

Ling Feiyun's face was a little pale and frightened, his chest clothes were cut, but there was no blood; Ye Mingquan was already holding the knife in both hands, his left hand was horizontal to his chest, and his right hand was holding the knife up.

Ling Feiyun didn't care about the clothes on his chest, he just stared at Ye Mingquan with blazing eyes, and his tone was low and solemn: "Drawing the sword?"