As soon as Mu Chunfeng's words fell, the surrounding Wudang disciples suddenly boiled.

It's so arrogant!

This is completely ignoring Wudang!

What a deception!

The Wudang disciples were all angry, but there was no way to let them go up and fight, the most powerful of the Miao Zi generation were defeated, unless they invited the Zi generation to come over, otherwise who could control him present.

"I'm coming!"

Just when everyone was thinking about whether to invite the senior uncles to come, one person in the crowd stood up.

"It's Uncle Iriki!"

Someone said in surprise.

The person who came was a Wudang disciple who had entered the character generation.

The youngest is twenty years old.

And this Uncle Zhumu is even more twenty-three, ten years older than Mu Chunfeng.

"Hey, hey, what's this, beat the little one and come to the old one?"

"That's right, Wudang is still shameless?!"

"Do you have to move the real people of the micro-character generation out to fight us later, then we can just admit defeat, senior brothers, hahaha!"

When Irimu came to the stage, those Sword Sect disciples sneered.

However, Iriki was completely unmoved, and said with an indifferent look:

"It's true that I'm a little older, but my cultivation is about the same as this little sword god. ”

"As the so-called achiever comes first, seniority is nothing, if you care, we can discuss our own. ”

"What's more, the Lord hasn't spoken yet, what are you shouting nonsense?"

Then, Irimu looked at Mu Chunfeng again and said:

"The little sword god Mu Chunfeng, he entered the bone realm at the age of thirteen, and it is really a heavenly asset, no one in Wudang is your opponent, if you want to find an opponent, you can challenge the word generation, if you don't want to, then I didn't say it. ”

Irimu said, clasped his hands to his chest, and looked at Mu Chunfeng with a face that was bound to win.

“......”

"Sharp Teeth and Sharp Mouth......"

In the next second, Mu Chunfeng said:

"Whether it's that Miaozong before, or now you're in the wood, your kung fu is not high, but your mouth is very good at talking, so you can say it, why don't you go to take the test for a show?!"

"You!!"

Suddenly, Irimu's face changed, and he said angrily: "Okay, well, since that's the case, then I'll come to meet you, the little sword god!"

Everyone is a person who practices martial arts, and the one who looks down on him the most is the literati who are powerless.

Among the literati, the one who is below the status is Xiucai.

Mu Chunfeng said this about him, which was tantamount to insulting him.

Boom!

I saw that Izumu pulled out the Taiji sword, and with a horizontal sword, the sword pointed directly at Mu Chunfeng.

"I'm not going to let you hold on just because you're a child!"

"Just what I want!"

Boom!

In the next second, a crisp sound of gold and iron resonated on the stage.

I saw that the long sword in Iriki's hand slashed out in a very strong form.

The long sword vibrated and made a crisp sound, slashing out a half-moon sword arc in the air, slashing straight at Mu Chunfeng's sword.

Mu Chunfeng blocked with his sword, but he was hit by a strong force and took three steps back.

"This is, this is two thousand pounds of power......"

Mu Chunfeng's eyes flashed, and then a sneer appeared on his face.

In the next second, I saw his long sword swing, and Mu Ran turned into a white rainbow and attacked.

Mu Chunfeng's body is swift and fast, with a person with a sword, with a sword to lead people, the whole person is like one with the sword, rushing towards the wood.

"Another new swordsmanship?!"

"It's the starting style of the Wang family's swordsmanship in the northern martial arts, and his next move should be to use the sword to penetrate the sun!"

The Wudang disciples in the audience said.

At this time, more and more Wudang disciples have arrived, and many of them have already walked the rivers and lakes.

On the stage, a hint of surprise appeared in Iriki's eyes.

He looked at Mu Chunfeng who was attacking, and he actually had the urge to abandon his sword and run away.

The long sword stabbed straight in, as the audience said, it was the starting style of the Guanri swordsmanship, and it should change the next move when approaching him.

But when he wanted to deal with it, a sense of alarm suddenly arose in his heart.

"That's not right!"

Irimu was suddenly startled, and the long sword in his hand was instantly raised and handed out.

Then, the long sword danced like a soft cloud, and the strength of two thousand catties turned into silk strength, which was overlapping and wrapped on top of the attacking long sword.

Sting!

In the next second, the long sword that was entangled by the silk force slammed upward, and the sharp sword blade directly tore the silk winding force hard.

At the same time, it was torn and cut off, and there was also the Taiji sword.

I saw that the snow bright sword light was shining, and there was a sharp edge that made people's hearts palpitate.

The long sword cut off the Taiji Sword, broke the silk winding strength, and also broke the swordsmanship of the wood.

Iriki, who had been cut off from his sword, took a step back, and just as he wanted to continue fighting with his broken sword, a sharp edge appeared in front of him.

Airplanes!

The crisp sound of the sword was making a crisp sound, and the blade of the long sword stayed in front of Iriki, pointing directly at the tip of his nose.

Subconsciously, Iriki swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and cold sweat flowed down both sides of his forehead.

"With your qualifications, it is impossible to learn the Taiji Sword, but your swordsmanship can be rigid and flexible, and it is changeable, what kind of swordsmanship is that?" asked Mu Chunfeng.

"Wudang is superior, Taiyi Xuanmen swordsmanship. Iriki said.

"It doesn't seem that the change of move you made just now is the next move of the Guanri Sword Technique?" Then, Iriki asked Mu Chunfeng rhetorically.

Mu Chunfeng: "Naturally not. ”

“......”

Iriki: "???"

So what, gone?

You're not going to explain?

Seeing Mu Chunfeng not saying a word, Izuki suddenly felt bad.

What's more, what about the good martial arts exchange, you are communicating!

Then, he bowed his hand and walked away.

Today. Losing to a ten-year-old kid who is younger than himself, Iriki feels like it's getting dark.

Subsequently, when he stepped down, there were Wudang disciples who came to the stage to compete.

has already lost two people in a row, and Mu Chunfeng himself is not down, if no one in Wudang goes up, it will be a shame.

Therefore, after Iriki stepped down, a disciple who was a little stronger than Iriki walked up.

Salute!

Draw your sword!

Beat!

After ten rounds......

"Life is like a merciless carving knife!"

The disciple sighed, and now he could fully understand Iriki's mood.

Another junior was defeated, and a stronger disciple rushed forward in front of others.

Less than twenty rounds later, the Wudang disciples were defeated......

The disciples of the word generation come to the stage!

Defeat......

Get on stage!

Defeat......

Get on stage!

Lose......

......

If it continued like this, in less than a quarter of an hour, eight disciples of the Rank Formation were defeated.

And because those who came to power were confident enough in their own strength, they did not reach the middle stage of the bone realm.

Therefore, all the early stage of the bone realm have been cleaned up by Mu Chunfeng.

Moreover, Mu Chunfeng's swordsmanship in his hand is different every time, and it is not the same at all.

"He has cultivated so many swordsmanship to Xiaocheng?!"

"Aren't you afraid that you can't chew too much, if you go on like this, no matter how high your qualifications are, you may be out of the crowd!"

"But the swordsmanship he used was the worst and he also reached Xiaocheng, so it may not be good to be proficient, but there will be a ...... who knows the world's ten thousand swords."

Speaking of this, the man couldn't go on, because he didn't know what kind of thing he was and what he should call it if he knew so many swordsmanship and practiced to the point of Dacheng.

"No, the good hands in the early stage of the Wudang Mountain Bone Realm, no one dares to come up?!"

Although Mu Chunfeng was a little out of breath, his spirit was unprecedentedly good.

He pointed his sword at the people, but no one came to the stage to fight him.

There are still disciples in the early stage of the Bone Realm, but the clear-eyed people have long understood that the current Mu Chunfeng is already a little tired.

If you take advantage of this time, even if you win, it is definitely not a glorious thing.

"Well, in that case, then let's stop fighting, let's go another way. ”

Seeing that no one came to the stage, Mu Chunfeng put away his long sword, and instead sat down cross-legged and said:

"Martial arts exchanges are not just fights, sword discussions are also an exchange, but anyone who practices swords can come up and discuss swords with me!"

As soon as Mu Chunfeng's words fell, a person came to the stage and sat down opposite him.

"Mu Jushi is polite, and he is a disciple of the next generation, Li Jinyu. ”

The man bowed his hand.

At the same time, Mu Chunfeng also pointed to the sword salute and said:

"Brother Li is polite!"

Talking about swords is not fighting, it belongs to the kind of process of telling one's own martial arts through words, and corroborating each other's martial arts with the other party's martial arts.

The people in the rivers and lakes attach great importance to this kind of thing, so in order to allow both sides to communicate calmly, it is necessary to achieve unity of will by saluting.

As for why unity can be achieved through prostration, it is natural that people attach more importance to etiquette, and it should be more profound.

After the salute, Li Jinyu said:

"I have a question, I think Mu Jushi already knows what the question is, and similarly, this is also the question of everyone present, if it is convenient for Mu Jushi, please solve the doubt for us. ”

This time, Mu Chunfeng did not show any arrogance and recklessness, but said calmly:

"Naturally. ”

I saw that after he was silent for a while, he said:

"I have kendo!"

Wow!

For a moment, everyone was stunned, and some even thought they had heard it wrong.

"It can't be!"

Li Jinyu was also stunned, and then in the next second, he suddenly exclaimed.

What is Kendo?

High!

Big!

Above!

If you don't enter the first-class rivers and lakes, don't think about having your own way, and you can't see your own way clearly, not to mention that Mu Chunfeng is just a third-rate person in the rivers and lakes, he actually said that he has a sword way.

It's like a beggar dressed in tatters who suddenly says one day: I'm a billionaire, I'm in a showdown!

It's so unreasonable, the troupe doesn't dare to act like this, believe it or not!

"Haha, what's impossible, I have a sword, I saw my sword, otherwise why would the people in the sword gate call me the little sword god?"

"Naturally, I have kendo, and my kendo is different from my father's kenshin dao, and it is also different from Uncle Lin's kennado, but my kendo is stronger than all of them, and I will definitely be the strongest in the future!"

Mu Chunfeng suddenly began to talk more, like a person with a secret suddenly said it, and the whole person actually had a feeling of happiness and comfort.

Especially when he saw the people around him looking at him with shocked eyes, he felt so good!

He then continued:

"Father's sword god only cultivates one sword technique, and he is extremely sincere, one sword breaks ten thousand swords, and he is the god of ten thousand swords!"

"Uncle Shi's Sword Saint Dao is a sword in the world, and he has a sword in the ten thousand swords, but it is beyond the ten thousand swords in the world, and he is the saint of ten thousand swords!"

"And I'm different, my kendo has the advantages of the sword god path and the sword saint way!"

"I cultivate a sword, with a sword as the root, but I also know the world's ten thousand swords, and use the world's ten thousand swords to raise my sword. ”

"Rise under ten thousand swords, and cut down below, not the god of ten thousand swords, nor the saint of ten thousand swords, my sword is the lord of ten thousand swords!"

"So ......"

Mu Chunfeng looked at Li Jinyu and everyone in the audience who were shocked in his eyes, he smiled with satisfaction and said:

"Do you understand?"