Seeing that the people of the Infinite Sword Sect were leaving, Tian Lihe and Feng Bin were a little unable to stand.

Today is the opportunity for their Songshan faction to show their strength and prove themselves to their fellow martial artists, that is, the people of Shaolin and Wudang are gone, and the people of the Infinite Sword Sect cannot go.

If they leave, how can the name of the world's No. 1 Sword Sect be confirmed?

Will you have to wait another three years?

Even if he was frightened by Xuanyuan Tu before, at this moment, Tian Lihe still had to speak: "Master Wu, please stay!" ”

Wu Daozi glanced at the other party coldly, and said in a deep voice: "What else is the matter?" ”

Xuanyuan Tu also set his eyes on him.

Tian Lihe suddenly felt the pressure, but he still stubbornly said: "Historically, the Wuyue Alliance has not invited the Infinite Sword Sect to be respected because of the proverbs in the rivers and lakes, and now it is an honor to have Master Wu here, and there are indeed some accidents during the period, which is also what everyone does not want to see, but I also ask Master Wu to have a large number of them, and allow us to make compensation." ”

"At this moment, before the Wuyue Alliance has started, the head of Wu will leave, I am afraid that the people in the rivers and lakes should laugh at my Songshan faction's poor hospitality, and the head of Wu will give me a chance, and the Songshan faction is grateful!"

Tian Lihe said very sincerely, his attitude was very respectful, and he threw his hand to the end.

However, Wu Daozi didn't know what their idea was, and couldn't help but sneer: "After doing it for a long time, it turns out that you are the head of the Songshan faction!" ”

Hearing this, the disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect burst out laughing.

The head of the dignified faction, but there is another person running before and after, and I don't know who is in charge of this Songshan faction, there are many disciples, and who is listening to the order.

Ye Baiyi is not afraid of gossip, but he also knows that he can't let the people of the Infinite Sword Sect leave at this moment, so he immediately said: "Please also ask Master Wu to stay, sell me Ye Baiyi a face, he will be rewarded one day!" ”

Wu Daozi glanced up and down at Ye Baiyi, and then looked at Yang Ling, who bowed slightly.

"Well, since you have come here, and the night master has been graciously invited, then my Infinite Sword Sect will wait for your Wuyue Sword Sect to elect the alliance leader before leaving!"

"Thank you, Master Wu!"

Night White Clothes arched his hand.

Although after this trouble, it is impossible to force the Infinite Sword Sect to play, but today's Songshan Sect will definitely show its edge in front of the heroes and prove its strength, even if it is not really competing with the people of the Infinite Sword Sect, but the people present can also be a witness, at least his Songshan Sect is not weaker than the Infinite Sword Sect.

In his future, who would dare to say that the Infinite Sword Sect is the first sword faction?

Wait for an appropriate opportunity to compete with the Infinite Sword Sect again, and at that time, everyone in the rivers and lakes will respectfully call him the Songshan Sect the number one sword sect in the world.

Thinking of this in their hearts, Feng Tian and the others couldn't help but smile.

As the people of the Infinite Sword Sect sat back in their places, a group of people who were stunned by the roar of the Xuanyuan Slaughtering Lion also woke up one after another under the shouts of their fellow disciples.

After learning what had happened, the expressions on their faces were a little unbearable, and naturally no one mentioned it again.

I thought that the night white clothes would directly start the competition between the heads of the sect and elect the new leader of the Wuyue Alliance as soon as possible, but he didn't want to, after he said something to calm everyone's emotions, he actually bluntly said that the competition of juniors continued, which made everyone a little puzzled.

And this time it was the brocade-robed young man who had been sitting beside him.

Mu Liangqing slowly walked up to the Qingyu platform, hugged his fists and said: "Mu Liangqing, a disciple of the Songshan faction, ask you for advice!" ”

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I don't know where the interest of Bai Yi came from this night, or if he is too confident in the strength of his disciples, Gu Zhenren, the head of the Kongtong faction, immediately called his disciples: "Yanfeng, you go up and understand the high moves of the disciples of the Songshan faction!" ”

"Yes!"

I saw a young disciple jump on the stage and hug his fist towards the other party: "Kongtong Sect disciple Gu Yanfeng!" ”

"Please!"

When Mu Liangqing saw him with his bare hands, he immediately threw the long sword aside, and carried his left hand behind him, as if he wanted to compete with him with one hand.

Seeing this, Gu Yanfeng was very unhappy in his heart, but he was not a soft-hearted person, since the other party was big, then he didn't need to keep his hand, and immediately rushed forward with an arrow step, clenched his hands, and smashed out with a fist.

The fist wind roared like a mountain wind raging, rushing forward.

Mu Liangqing's expression remained unchanged, he raised his palm, easily blocked the opponent's powerful punch, and used the internal force of his palm to dissolve the opponent's fist strength, pushed it forward, and pushed it back a few steps.

"This hand is quite a bit of my Wudang's means of borrowing strength!" Li Yanjiang couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he saw it in his eyes.

Zhao Yukun said with a smile: "Yes, this son's martial arts foundation is very solid, it seems that this disciple of the Kongtong faction is going to suffer!" ”

In the field, Gu Yanfeng saw that the other party didn't move a step, so he dissolved his fist strength, and felt that his face was dull, and immediately gathered his arms, poured it with strength, and punched out two punches, and in an instant, a majestic and vast momentum of mountains and seas rushed to his face, and the majestic true qi overwhelmingly hit Mu Liangqing who was motionless.

"The mountain and sea fist of the Kongtong faction really lives up to its reputation!"

When everyone in the audience saw such a might, they couldn't help but be shocked.

However, in the face of these two powerful punches, Mu Liangqing just waved a palm lightly, and the palm force was slapped out, like a stack of waves, one is better than the other, coupled with his internal force that is far superior to the other party, the palm is directly like a giant wall, blocking the opponent's fierce two punches.

Hearing only two bangs, Gu Yanfeng's fists met the opponent's palm, as if a pair of fists hit the water, seemingly powerless, but there was always a dark energy that was repelling his strength.

Seeing this, all the leaders exclaimed: What kind of move is this?

Even the well-informed Zhao Yukun was stunned.

When he was young, he liked to compete with people everywhere, relying on his identity as a disciple of the Wudang faction, he also tried with many people, and he encountered countless strange tricks, but he had never seen Mu Liangqing's tricks.

It's a bit like softness, but it's not really, after all, the palm power continues to accumulate, and finally it is a shocking palm, which is powerful and unparalleled.

"Retreat!"

Hearing Mu Liangqing's cold snort, his arm was pushed back, and when he pushed it out again, Gu Yanfeng only felt a huge force attacking, unstoppable, and the whole person was directly beaten upside down and fell out, and the blood in his chest was surging.

He stood up slowly, and saw that the other party's footsteps had not moved for half a minute since he came to power, and he suddenly felt a sense of frustration in his heart, and arched his hand to the other party: "Senior Brother Mu has outstanding martial arts, and he is willing to bow down!" ”

With that, he jumped off the stage.

Gu Yanfeng came to the master's side, first confessed, and then asked: "Uncle in charge, the disciple is clumsy, I don't know what kind of martial arts Mu Liangqing is doing?" ”

Gu Zhenren frowned slightly, pondered for a moment and said: "It's not like the martial arts of the Central Plains, but I can see how it is, you don't lose unjustly." ”

Even if he can't see the number of paths, does he still expect his disciples to beat each other?

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When the disciples of the Kongtong faction retreated, among the current major sects, only the two factions of Emei and Kunlun have not yet made a move.

Among them, the disciples of the Emei faction are all women, and Master Yi Jing is notoriously dislike fighting, so he will not send his disciples to play.

And Du Boling of the Kunlun faction looks like he doesn't care about himself, and he won't play again.

Next, it will be up to anyone in the Wuyue Sword Sect to go up and challenge.

Sure enough, seeing that no one was on the field, Feng Xiu walked onto the stage with a sword.

"Huashan faction wind cultivation, please advise!"

After the enlightenment of Master and Master, he is no longer obsessed with winning or losing at the moment, and he just wants to personally appreciate the other party's tricks when he comes to the stage.

"Please!"

Mu Liangqing didn't hold it too big, just pulled out his long sword and still competed with the other party with one hand.

Feng Xiu was beating a drum in his heart, but he was not timid, only to see him swing his long sword, and a sword qi slashed out, heading straight towards the other party's door.

Mu Liangqing swung his sword and slashed, and easily slashed the opponent's sword qi, and at this time, Feng Xiu had already come to him, and the long sword was either stabbed or picked, extremely fast, and approached the opponent.

And Mu Liangqing swayed casually, blocking the opponent's attacking moves one by one, and did not use many exquisite sword moves, showing that the wind was light.

Feng Xiu took a breath, the long sword in the palace went straight forward, the tip of the sword couldn't help shaking, the sword was halfway through, and suddenly turned upward, it was a move of Huashan swordsmanship, "Qingshan faint", and the end was if there was nothing, there was no way to change.

I thought that this move would make the other party take a step back and dodge, but I saw Mu Liangqing raise the long sword, horizontal in front of the jaw, and with a bang, blocked this powerful sword, and then flipped his wrist, picked the opponent's long sword away, and stabbed the sword in his hand, leaving a blood mark on Feng Xiu's left shoulder.

"Brother Feng still wants to fight?"

Mu Liangqing looked very calm, and after only ten moves before and after, he injured the other party, and this was still because he deliberately wanted to see Huashan swordsmanship, and he only used defense to parry in front, and now it seems that Huashan swordsmanship is nothing more than that, and he suddenly lost interest in dealing with the other party again.

Feng Xiu took a few steps back, the wound on his shoulder was shocking, he glanced at the other party with some unwillingness, even if he fought with a sword, the other party did not move half a point, this is enough to see the gap between the two, and if it continues, there is no need!

He clenched his fists with a serious expression and said: "Today, I will teach Your Excellency a high move, and he will definitely come to the door again to ask for advice in the future!" ”

Mu Liangqing said coldly: "Welcome!" ”

Seeing that Feng Xiu was defeated, Mu Liangqing stood on the Qingyu platform like a flock, and no one dared to compete with him on stage for a while, which can be said to have earned enough face for the Songshan faction.

Wen Qing was very upset, and he was about to go on stage with his sword, but was stopped by Wu Daozi.

"You have a lot of talent, although you have broken through the way of the sword, you are not necessarily the opponent of this son, and the Songshan faction can't wait for us to end, are you going to fall into the other party's arms?"

Hearing Master's words, even if he was not angry in his heart, Wen Qing could only sit down in a daze.

I thought that if Uncle Shi hadn't been hurt by the other party, how could it be the turn of this Songshan faction to be crazy?

And Wu Daozi couldn't help but sigh!

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the voices of discussion in the audience never stopped, but there was no one on the stage.

Mu Liangqing's gaze swept over everyone, and he only stayed on Wen Qing, Zhongli, Jingqing and Yang Ling for a few seconds, in his opinion, only these people could be called opponents.

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