The Shangyuan Sect is one of the three leading sects in the Qinglan Domain, but among the three sects, the Thousand Swords Sect is the leader, and the Shangyuan Sect is the most low-key. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As one of the six powerhouses of the Eastern Wilderness, Yuan Che, the head of the Shangyuan Sect, has always maintained a sense of mystery, and people's perception of him has always stayed in the fact that he is a powerhouse in Futu's state of mind, and the others don't even know anything.

This man has always kept a low profile, as he does now.

Lin Dong, the head of Luofu Mountain, was talking to Lin Shaohong and Fang Qiuyu beside him, his eyes glancing at Zhang Ling from time to time, focusing on Yuan Che.

And Yuan Che didn't squint, his attention was always in the field, and he looked at his disciple's performance with a slight smile.

The clothes of the disciples of the Shangyuan Sect are uniform azure, while the Luofu Mountain is white.

At this time, two figures in the field swam away, drawing two afterimages of different colors.

The disciples of the Shangyuan Sect used a short sword, while the disciples of Luofu Mountain used a stainless steel fan, and the sound of resonance kept coming out, but neither of them was impulsive people, and they fought steadily, so it didn't seem interesting at first.

Zhang Ling paid attention, he was very interested in the disciples of the Shangyuan Sect, the swordsmanship used by that disciple was not quite the same as that used by the previous two disciples of the Shangyuan Sect, and it seemed that even the direction of the Yuan Force was a little different.

This person doesn't look like a disciple of the Shangyuan Sect!

"That's the Black Bone Sword Technique, right?" Ming Xu looked at the field with some confusion and muttered to himself.

The black bone sword technique is not a specific set of sword techniques, but is synthesized by a lot of sword techniques, and later by the black bone monster will be mixed and sorted out to form a set of quintessence of a variety of sword techniques, so it is also called the black bone sword technique.

However, there are many versions of this black bone swordsmanship in the world, and the description and use of swordsmanship are also very different, and this kind of swordsmanship is easy to learn and difficult to master, so it is generally only practiced by beginners.

What interests Zhang Ling is that the black bone swordsmanship used by this disciple of the Shangyuan Sect is different from the one that is generally circulated in the world, and the details of the stabbing and picking have changed a lot, but the swordsmanship he used is extremely powerful, and it looks extremely tricky, and it is faintly full of righteousness.

This is the essence of the black bone swordsmanship!

The old man of the South China Sea once praised this set of swordsmanship, but he never found the true chapter of the black bone swordsmanship, which is a pity.

You must know that the attack of the black bone sword technique is extremely powerful, and the results caused by the different angles between one pick and one stab are different, and those versions that have been circulated in the world are not in his eyes at all, and this kind of sword technique is very suitable for Zhang Ling.

Although the Mixed Yuan Sword Technique is already very powerful, the consumption of the Mixed Yuan Sword Technique is too large, and the sword intent is too strong, which is too eye-catching.

Zhang Ling's head tilted, and he casually swept over Yuan Che, finding that the other party had always maintained the same expression, as if no matter whether his disciple won or failed, it could not affect his state of mind.

Such people are terrible!

Zhang Ling's heart suddenly jumped, and then he looked at the field.

At this time, the white figure in the field was a little embarrassed, he was a relatively top monk among the disciples of the Luofu Mountain Meditation Realm, but at this time, facing the cyan figure in front of him who was fighting with him, he always felt a suppressed sense of oppression. The cultivation of the two is clearly in one realm, and he just feels that the other party is pressing on his heart like a mountain.

"Poof!"

The short sword stabbed into the center of his eyebrows, and the white figure was shocked, and raised his steel fan to resist, but this time the short sword was inserted into the steel fan like cutting tofu, making a tooth-sour sound, and then penetrated the fan, stabbing at the opponent's eyebrows with momentum.

The disciple of Luofu Mountain was shocked, and his body leaned back as if it was weak, and at the same time kicked out his right leg.

But the azure figure flashed, and somehow came to the side of the white shadow, and smashed into the abdomen of the man in white with ripples in his left fist!

I only heard a 'bump', and the man in white was punched to the ground, slamming into the ground, raising a puff of dust. Before everyone could react, the cyan figure moved again, and he kicked the man in white into the air, and then bent his knees hard, and rushed into the air with amazing explosive power.

When the crowd was speechless in amazement, he spun around his body in mid-air and came to the white shadow who was kicked up by him.

"Stop!"

With a loud shout of rage, the man in Tsing Yi smashed his fist into the chest of the man in white, and with the recoil of this punch, it fell into the distance, and not far behind him, sat Yuan Che with an indifferent face.

"Presumptuous, didn't you hear when I told you to stop?" Lin Shaohong's face was furious, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The man who was violently beaten in the presence was his cousin, who had grown up with him since he was a child and had a close relationship.

The Qingyi disciple of the Shangyuan Sect rubbed his fist with some pain, and said innocently, "I heard it!"

The action of rubbing his fists angered Lin Dong, his face was extremely gloomy, but he did not speak.

"Why don't you stop when you hear that!" Lin Shaohong looked at the man who was carried back, and found that he had already breathed out more and had less breath.

"Why should I listen to you?" The disciple in Tsing Yi looked at Lin Shaohong incredulously, as if he was looking at a fool.

"Are you my uncle?"

"Poof!"

"Hahaha!"

"This thing is going to be infuriating!"

The Tsing Yi disciple's words caused everyone to laugh lowly, and Lin Shaohong's face turned red, and he couldn't wait to kill him right now! Lin Dong looked at this Tsing Yi disciple gloomily, then glanced at Yuan Che again, and finally said to Lin Yue: "Master Lin, this seat wants to know, isn't this game over!"

Lin Yue's expression was a little strange, but he still nodded and said, "Naturally, it's up to the point!"

"Then this disciple of the Shangyuan Sect is going to be disqualified if he is so heavy!" Lin Dong's voice was low, as if he was hiding something.

"Well!" Lin Yue glanced at Yuan Che, seeing that he still had such an indifferent expression, he really wanted to say that this is your Qinglan Domain's matter, don't get involved with me, but after all, Sihe Valley is the organizer, he is the initiator, and there is no way to withdraw if he wants to.

As if seeing his embarrassment, the disciple of the Shangyuan Sect clenched his fists and said, "Wait, I don't agree with the words of the head of Luofu Mountain Forest!"

"Is there a place for you to speak?" Lin Dong's gloomy expression was indifferent, looking at the people in the audience condescendingly.

"Why not? Master Lin's words, is it looking down on so many of our young monks!" The disciple shouted loudly unconvinced, "Your Master Lin is now highly cultivated, you can look down on us, in that case, why bother holding such a conference, just let Master Lin go on your own!"

As soon as he said this, the monks present looked at Lin Dong one after another, and their disgusted and disgusted eyes made Lin Dong riot.

Lin Yue's gaze was also a little unkind, and when he looked at Lin Dong, he had a hint of displeasure, but he didn't show it obviously.

"I don't look down on so many young talents, you don't want to talk nonsense!" Lin Dong gritted his teeth, he really wanted to slap this Shangyuan Sect disciple to death.

"Really?" the Tsing Yi disciple smiled casually, "Then why does Master Lin think that I am not qualified to speak here?"

Lin Dong immediately shut up, he could see that this disciple of the Shangyuan Sect had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and there was no benefit in arguing with him.

He didn't speak, but Lin Shaohong didn't speak, seeing his father being ridiculed like this by a stinky boy, he was very ashamed.

"You don't have to make a fuss about one sentence, this is just a game, but you are so heavy, it has violated the purpose of the game!"

His words were high-sounding and awe-inspiring, and those who didn't know thought he was a messenger of justice.

He Guang rolled his eyes, only to feel that being thick-skinned was also a powerful survival skill.

The disciple in Tsing Yi looked at the people in Luofu Mountain opposite, and said in a sad and aggrieved voice: "My Shangyuan Sect has always taught disciples to dare to act, and the master has always told me to face the reality bravely, in the face of cruel life, the competition is also a battlefield, and only myself will die in the end! If it weren't for my teacher telling me to be merciful and not to kill at will, I wouldn't have used my fist but my sword in the end!"

Everyone who heard his words was stunned, and they couldn't help but look at him with admiration, and they even had a little more affection for Shangyuan Sect.

The disciples of the Shangyuan Sect sat upright one by one, their faces were serious, and compared to the disciples of other sects, they actually had a little more taste of iron bones.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, and this time when I look at Luofu Mountain, it makes people want to scoff at it.

Lin Dong and Lin Shaohong's faces changed greatly, and the killing intent in their hearts was already a little uncontrollable.

Only Zhang Ling looked at Yuan Che when the disciple said those words, and found that there was also a hint of crying and laughing on his face, which had always been indifferent, although it was only a flash, but it also made Zhang Ling's heart ignite a fire of gossip.

This Tsing Yi disciple acts in an eclectic manner, not like a disciple of Yuan Che's character who can be taught!

"Master Lin, if we are all kind to women, even if we go to other places in the future, we will be bullied! In the world of monks, how can there be so many kindness and rules, sometimes you reason with others, others will only talk to you about fists!

He looked at Lin Dong, his expression was a little angry, but he was full of helplessness.

At this time, all the heads, including Lin Yue, wanted to stroke their foreheads helplessly.

Isn't this really here to cause trouble?

"Ahem, Ku'er, come back!"

Yuan Che wanted to laugh a little, but he still had an indifferent expression and called the Qingyi disciple back. He looked at Lin Yue and the other leaders, with a hint of undetectable rebelliousness in his expression.

"Master Lin, all the masters, during the game, it is normal to miss occasionally, one of my disciples had broken his ribs before, and he has not recovered yet. Isn't it possible that I'm going to yell and disrupt the game in the middle of the game?"

He spoke slowly, but every word seemed to collide with each other, making a pleasant sound.

"Besides, my disciple did this at my behest, although I will not take the initiative to stir up trouble in the Yuan Sect, but I am not afraid of it!"

Yuan Che just stood quietly, but a powerful Yuan Force fluctuation on his body that could almost look down on all the monks present swept the entire mountain!

Compassionate!

Sage!