However, in the face of He Shaofeng's questioning, Ye Baiyi did not answer, and looked at him so calmly.

I saw Qi Heng on the stage suddenly speak: "Why should I send the head of the sect to compete with others, if I don't do my best, how can I judge the victory or defeat, if the seniors feel that it is inappropriate, I will return a sword with a sword!" ”

As he spoke, he really took a sword and cut a sword wound on his chest that was almost the same as Gong Ping, and a bright red blood stain splashed out, staining the green bricks on the ground.

So ruthless!

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked by each other again!

A person who is ruthless to others is nothing, only a person who is ruthless to himself is called really ruthless.

Like Qi Heng, he slashed a sword on his body without saying a word, and the ruthless man who was splashed with blood was three feet away, and everyone present was terrified, and secretly said that no matter what he wanted in the future, he would not provoke this person.

Even if his martial arts are not high, but against this kind of person, unless you can kill him with one blow, otherwise when he finds an opportunity, he will definitely bite you back, making you feel bad.

Even Gong Ping and He Shaofeng were stunned by each other's ruthlessness.

I only heard the night white clothes on the high platform say lightly: "Does Master He still need to explain?" ”

He Shaofeng's face changed uncertainly, and in the end he could only sit down stupidly and snort coldly: "The night master has a good sect, He admires!" ”

After that, he looked at the beloved disciple in Taichung and said, "Ping'er, since you are injured, let's go down!" ”

Gong Ping looked at Qi Heng deeply, but he didn't need to cover his wounds, so he strode off the stage.

The sword wound on his chest was not serious, at most it only cut through the cortex, and with his strong physique, the bleeding would have stopped a long time ago.

But there was a faint suspicion in his heart, perhaps...... The other party has left his hand!

And Qi Heng was seriously injured, so naturally it was not suitable to fight again, and immediately a disciple from Songshan came up and helped him down.

At this point, the stage was empty.

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one came to the stage, Zhao Yukun of the Wudang faction said to Li Yanjiang behind him: "Yanjiang, although you represent Wudang and often wander outside, but with the identity of a disciple of Wudang, you must not have made many shots, today is a good opportunity, you can go on the field to learn the martial arts of the major factions!" ”

"Yes, Master!"

It turned out that Li Yanjiang's father, Li Lingshan, was Zhao Yukun's eldest disciple, and he had been practicing with his master since he said goodbye to Liancheng Villa that day.

And Zhao Yukun is the leader among the five generations of disciples of Wudang, and his status is only below the head Zhang Jinshan.

I saw a handsome young man dressed in a Xuanfu Taoist robe ascending the green jade platform, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Wudang sent Li Yanjiang to ask all fellow brothers for advice!"

As his words fell, everyone in the audience immediately discussed.

"It's actually a disciple of the Wudang Sect!"

"It's a blessing to see the Wudang disciples make a move!"

"Li Yanjiang, it seems that he is a master who is enough to rank in the top three among the seven generations of disciples of Wudang!"

"Tsk, I don't know who dares to come to the stage to compete with Wudang's high-ranking disciples."

"Although the major factions have outstanding genius disciples, compared with the Wudang disciples, I'm afraid they are a lot worse!"

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Listening to everyone's discussions, they were all touting and respecting Wudang, which made Yang Ling secretly surprised, only listening to everyone tell how good the Wudang faction was, but I had never heard anyone say a sour bad word, could it be that the reputation of a sect is really so good?

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Even if he is a Shaolin disciple, he has heard people call like a bald donkey and a bald donkey, and when it is Wudang's turn, it is a young man, a Taoist and other respectful calls.

As if to see the doubts in his eyes, Xuanyuan Tu Fu Xu said: "Although the Wudang faction has only been established for more than two hundred years, its disciples pay attention to moral cultivation, and do not use force to be high or low, and it is the most upright sect in today's martial arts. ”

Yang Ling couldn't help but admire: "That is really worthy of the name of the famous and decent family!" ”

Xuanyuan Tu said with a smile: "Self, don't look at it as a brother who doesn't join any forces in his life, and he doesn't form forces himself, but he has sincere respect for Wudang!" ”

"I just don't know who Wudang is?" Yang Ling added.

Xuanyuan Tu glanced at the other party carefully, quietly retracted his gaze and said, "Although I have been interested in the Taoist of Wudang for a long time, I have not seen many of them seriously. ”

Li Musi, who only listened to the side, said lightly: "This person's name is Zhao Yukun, he is a disciple of the fifth generation of Wudang, and he is the junior disciple of the current head of Wudang. ”

The two of them had palpitations when they heard it, who is Zhang Jinshan?

Nanshan and Beiyue, the two top masters on the rivers and lakes, are the strong men who confess.

Although I don't know if what Li Musi said about the people under the crowd refers to the people of the world, or whether he refers to the disciples of Wudang, it can be seen from the comparison he can make with Zhang Jinshan that Zhao Yukun's martial arts are definitely not low.

Shaolin.

Master Xuankong looked at the high-spirited Li Yanjiang in the field, and suddenly looked at a disciple behind him and said, "Jingqing, it's rare for a young man from the Wudang faction to play, so you can go down and ask for a few tricks!" ”

"Yes, the first one!"

I saw a young monk in a martial robe jumping onto the stage, still holding a sword in his hand.

"Shaolin Jingqing, please Li Shaoxia for advice!"

"It turned out to be Shaolin's Jingqing master, please advise!"

Li Yanjiang was a little surprised that his first opponent was actually a Shaolin disciple.

Depending on the situation, the other party is still a master with a sword.

The seat is the first seat of the Shaolin Dharma Academy, presumably this pure monk is also a disciple of the Dharma Academy, plus the sword, it seems that the Shaolin Dharma swordsmanship must be made.

Thinking of the seventy-two finger winding swordsmanship that he had learned recently, today he could actually let the disciples of the Shaolin Dharma Academy use the Dharma swordsmanship to testify one or two, and he was not very happy in his heart, and as for the victory or defeat, he was left behind.

Zhao Yukun in the audience couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.

Glancing at the master of Xuankong in Shaolin, one of them smiled with his eyebrows, and the other had a deep face, as if he had some deep hatred.

And Zhao Yukun seemed to have guessed that the other party would send someone to play, and had been waiting for this moment, and now showed an unsurprising expression.

I saw that the two people on the field were separated, and Li Yanjiang took the lead in making a move, and the two of them swept with their long swords, hitting each other, only hearing the clanging sound, and in an instant, they had already made four or five moves, no matter up or down.

After a few moves, the two of them have secretly used their internal force from the swordsmanship, and the moves are even faster and sharper, just hearing the sound of it, it makes people's hearts palpitate, and the sword qi flies everywhere, hitting the green bricks, and it explodes.

Li Yanjiang's expression was very serious, the sword moves were getting faster and faster, and at this moment he had already used Wudang's finger winding swordsmanship, the sword moves changed suddenly, the sword body seemed to be a soft belt as soft and tortuous as a soft bend, fluctuating, the white blade flashed, and there was a rattling sound in the air, like a silver snake dancing, so that people could not distinguish the direction.

Monk Jingqing was suddenly startled, and hurriedly pulled back, staying a step slower, the clothes on his chest had been stabbed by the other party a few holes, and he was simply not injured.

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: Wudang swordsmanship is really powerful, don't be careless!

I saw him shout lightly, the situation of the swordsmanship changed greatly, one step forward, left and right, the long sword did not know where to go, suddenly pointed to the east and west, and suddenly the guide to the north, it seemed to be out of order, it was really wonderful, suddenly came, and went silently, it really came to the sword first, moving like a rabbit, quiet as a virgin of the extremely superior realm!

There were no less than ten sword masters in the field, and at this moment, when they saw this young monk's swordsmanship, they all showed a look of amazement.

Li Yanjiang still felt a little strange, so he raised his sword and stabbed directly.

Just when the tip of his sword was about to point on the left shoulder of the pure monk, the other party held up the ground with one foot, and suddenly turned, and the whole person fell backwards, avoiding the sword.

Immediately after, he leaned over and swept across, the long sword never moved, but the sword moved with him, and it swept straight towards Li Yanjiang.

Li Yanjiang hurriedly raised his sword to block back, only to hear the bell's body, a huge force struck, shocking him to the numbness of the tiger's mouth, and hurriedly retreated.

The pure monk used his luck to lightly step on the ground with his feet, and the whole person jumped to a high place, and the long sword stabbed from top to bottom, if there was a flying star falling, it could not be resisted.

Li Yanjiang knew that this sword was unstoppable, only to see him kick his legs continuously, step out of thin air, and quickly swept backwards, the speed was so fast that even the pure monk did not expect it, a sword hit the ground, and suddenly the green bricks cracked, and the dust flew everywhere.

"Wudang Tiyunzong!"

The pure monk's eyes sank, and he couldn't help but say.

Li Yanjiang still had palpitations, hugged his fists and said: "The little master has superb swordsmanship, and Yanjiang has already been defeated if he retreats, but Yanjiang is brave and wants to ask the little master for a few Dharma swordsmanship, I don't know if it's possible?" ”

The pure monk saw that he looked sincere, sincere to Wu, and did not show shame and indignation because of defeat, but when he knew that he was invincible, he frankly said that he was defeated, and I have to say that this open-mindedness is really not ordinary people, and the Wudang disciple really deserves his reputation.

If all the people in the world who practice martial arts can have this mind, why worry about martial arts?

As soon as he thought of this, even if he won, he also had a little admiration for Li Yanjiang, and immediately smiled: "Willing to accompany!" ”

After that, the two fought together with swords again.

This time, Li Yanjiang exhausted what he had learned all his life to hone his swordsmanship with the other party, and the pure monk also practiced all the thirty-three Dharma swordsmanship for the other party's reference.

The two of them let go of their minds at this moment, abandoned the view of the door, and made the sword moves extremely changeable, only making everyone in the audience dazzled and speechless.

This wonderful competition really aroused everyone's interest.

When a set of swordsmanship generals came down, both of them felt very happy in their hearts, looked at each other and smiled, and strode away.

After returning to the position of the Wudang faction, Li Yanjiang looked back at the Xuankong Master who had an unnatural look in his eyes, figured out something, turned to Zhao Yukun and bowed: "Apprentice Sun Xie Master is complete!" ”

Zhao Yukun chuckled and said: "It's okay, when I think of Xuankong Monk is unhappy, my master is very happy in his heart!" ”

When the disciples of the Wudang Sect heard Zhao Yukun's words, they all pinned their heads to the side, pretending not to hear it.

Even Li Yanjiang smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.

Since the founding of the sect by the ancestor Zhang Zhenren, the relationship between the Wudang faction and Shaolin has been somewhat delicate, and this is also a well-known thing in the rivers and lakes.

Back then, the rumor that a Wudang disciple stepped on the door of Shaolin with a sword is still an interesting thing to talk about in the martial arts.

And as the two protagonists of the joke back then, they are secretly competing at the moment.

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