"Don't worry about the second senior sister, after she was injured last time, for some reason, her cultivation has become extremely hard, as if she has suddenly opened her mind, and the Mixed Yuan Thirty-six Style Sword Technique has been completely completed.

In this competition, even if the senior sister can't win the opponent and retreats, there is still no problem. ”

Seeing Chen Ping step forward, his eyes stared at the martial arts arena without blinking, and his eyes were full of unconcealed concern. The young disciple who had just talked to him felt that he had met his bosom friend, and he also stepped forward and said with a smile: "Our second senior sister of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Hall is very good, and those who like it can be lined up from here to the fireworks alley."

If you want to learn swords, after this battle, I can introduce you to one or two. It's best to keep your other thoughts in your heart......"

Although you look a little handsome, the second senior sister is not a shallow person who judges people by her appearance, she doesn't look down on you, save it, brother.

Chen Ping was slightly stunned, and showed a smile: "Also, it seems that the junior brother is also one of the second senior sisters, but I didn't see it." ”

He pointed to the martial arts arena and stopped talking.

On the field, the two had already made a fist salute to each other, and they were already on the verge of breaking out.

"Is there no one in the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Pavilion? It was the turn of a female streamer to play. Say it in advance, Tong Mou's sword is ruthless, whether you are a man or a woman, you will be treated equally. ”

A trace of ferocity flashed in Tong Biao's eyes, his tongue licked his lips, the tail fingers of the little hand holding the sword jumped slightly, and the killing intent on his body was even more vigorous.

"Hugh is rampant, he has the ability, even if he takes my life, you wait for the disciples of the Changkong Martial Arts Pavilion, and hurt my junior brother five times, I have this account in my heart."

Han Xiaoru, who usually looks gentle and gentle, as soon as he took out his sword, he was like a different person, his body jumped up like a tiger, his sword was round, and he roared and swept away with a hurricane.

Because of the sword, because of the momentum, because of the momentum.

As soon as Han Xiaoru made a move, it was even more powerful than Zhang Gu, the senior brother of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Hall.

It makes people's hearts feel slightly cold.

Some people even substituted for her opponents, and found that whether they used small moves or hard-hitting attacks, it was a little inappropriate.

As soon as she makes a move, she will inevitably be pressed down.

This is an innate pride, which has nothing to do with swordsmanship, nor does it have to do with strength, only with the heart.

Put it on the battlefield, it must be a matchless fierce general.

Such a delicate woman actually used such a sword technique, which was eye-opening and not only admirable.

A cheer rang out from all sides at the same time.

Sure enough, the swordsmanship has been completed. ’

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows slightly.

He remembered Han Xiaoru's heroic posture when he was forced to hurry by the Straw Hat Man's Breeze Shadowless Sword...... At that time, she was also so fearless and fierce.

Compared with that time, the current Han Xiaoru is not only fierce, but also stable.

It seems to be moving forward, but it is steady and steady.

The sword momentum was round, and Shen Xiong's strength roared, blocking four feet in front of him, and the strong wind was howling, almost impervious to wind and rain.

Tong Biao on the opposite side is completely different from her style of play.

This person is not too tall, he is a head shorter than Han Xiaoru, and when he took out the sword, he stabbed in the east and stabbed in the west, fighting while retreating, and it seemed that there was no way to do it.

The strange thing is that as he played the Seven Stars with his sword and swooped under his feet, Han Xiaoru's sword circle became smaller and smaller, and he became more and more unable to use it.

"How is that possible?"

"This seven-star sword is not right......"

Those who watched the battle around had already seen that something was wrong.

It's not just wrong.

Although Tong Biao used the same set of seven-star swordsmanship, he also did not show more powerful lethality, but he restrained Han Xiaoru's mixed yuan sword moves everywhere.

It's like Han Xiaoru's big sword, but he is just slashing the air alone, and from time to time he stretches his neck and wrist under the opponent's sword.

Although she rushed and struck, the sword was round, and there were no flaws, but it gave people a feeling of danger.

Han Xiaoru obviously also found something strange in it, not seeking merit at the moment, but seeking no fault.

The sword circle was retracted into a circle, the arms were folded, and an iron lock crossed the river, which was tightly guarded.

The big sword no longer opens and closes, but jumps slightly, striking the side three feet in front of the chest, turning from attack to defense.

"Okay."

There was another round of cheering.

In fact, Han Xiaoru has a slender figure, beautiful and domineering swordsmanship, and there is an extreme contrast of a weak woman dancing with a big sword.

Everyone present, even if they were not disciples of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Hall, also had a feeling of dizziness when they saw her swordsmanship changing in circles.

For a while, I forgot that the competition on the field is not only superior, but also has the risk of life and death.

"If I don't attack, then it's my turn."

Tong Biao's eyes were sharp, and his swordsmanship, which was originally fluttering, suddenly became extremely powerful.

A type of light-shaking sword, just clicked on Han Xiaoru's wrist, and before it was blocked by the opponent's big sword, it had already changed and turned into a Tianxuan sword style.

The sword came back and slashed into the opponent's neck......

The sword momentum is fast and urgent, and it is rushing forward everywhere.

It seems that he already knows what moves Han Xiaoru will make next, where he will attack and defend.

All of a sudden, the sword roared......

It's just that after seven moves, Han Xiaoru was already exhausted, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She thought that the other party would compete with her in swordsmanship, cultivation, and even defense.

But I didn't think that the other party had never made a single move from beginning to end.

Her sword didn't make a single touch with the opponent's sword.

It's just that they are fighting each other for more than ten tricks, and they are already in danger.

Seeing this scene, Han stood up with a bang.

Beside him, Sima Rou didn't sit still for a long time, her eyes were full of worry.

Several times, I wanted to open my mouth to admit defeat, but finally I still held on to a glimmer of hope and didn't call out.

A heart, apparently long ago mentioned in the throat.

You must know that Han Xiaoru's mixed yuan golden body method has not been practiced to the silver body realm.

Facing an opponent in the same cultivation realm, if you really hit the sword, you can't carry it hard......

If you really encounter a fatal wound, you will still die.

Gao Yue of the Changkong Martial Arts Hall on the opposite side was the old god, his palm was on the hilt of the sword, and his qi was melting, locked in the direction of Han Wuxian.

Obviously, they have made up their minds not to interfere in the competition.

It was him. ’

Chen Ping didn't pay too much attention to the qi entanglement of Han Wuxian and Gao Yue, his eyes flashed slightly at that Tong Biao, looking at his anticipating enemy machine hidden in the seven-star sword style, rushing to attack everywhere, and attacking the enemy will be saved.

This swordsmanship is said to never lose the lead. ’

The voice of the flower face seemed to echo in his ears again.

Chen Ping squinted his eyes slightly, as if he saw that night, in the nameless deep mountains, the gray-clothed man with a small figure and a black veil mask, the sudden attack of the Tianwen Sword in his hand.

In addition to the difference in sword style, the angle of its shot, and the shape and gait of the body are really similar. ’

Chen Ping's heart is like a bright moon, reflecting the four directions and seeing through the essence of the other party's swordsmanship.

At this time, it was already clear that this Tong Biao himself had actually dealt with it once.

That night, he joined forces with Chi Feng, the Commander of the Wind Chasing God, and several people from the Thunderbolt Hall to attack him, and there was no doubt that this person was the one.

At the same time, another doubt in Chen Ping's heart has also been solved.

He thought it was strange at the time.

Even if Ji Xuange, the son of King Jinghai, wanted to kill his half-sister and secretly sent people, he would not be stupid enough to expose the unique swordsmanship of his grandfather's Cui family.

Isn't this intentionally putting a black pot on the head of his mother-in-law?

This simply doesn't make sense.

At this time, seeing Tong Biao's identity as a disciple of the Changkong Martial Arts Hall, and thinking of the eclectic style of the Seven Color Hall, Chen Ping had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he figured it all out.

If it is said that who has the most motive to intercept and kill himself and Hua Mian'er, and who wants to firmly lock a black pot on Ji Xuange, so that he and King Jinghai's father and son will completely turn against each other, causing the established fact, it must be the forces of the Hu people of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Only the thirteen princes of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, who were secretly engaged in wind and rain, would secretly do many things.

Only he has enough interests to win over some forces in Xingqing Mansion.

For example, the Sky Martial Arts Hall.

Then, the Changkong Martial Arts Pavilion chose to have a life-and-death gambling battle with the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Pavilion at this time, and the method of fundamental inheritance in the gambling door is very easy to explain.

Because, this has never been a confrontation between two forces, but has a deeper meaning.

There is no need to guess where the forces of the people outside the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Hall are stalking people with bad intentions.

"Speaking of which, it seems that there is a reason for me."

Thinking of that night, when they were in the secluded mountains, Sima Rou and Han Xiaoru beat Biling Snake Ji seriously and returned.

Chen Ping also had to admit that the thirteen princes of the Northern Zhou Dynasty did have a good reason to deal with the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts.

There is even more reason to gather the martial arts masters of Xingqing Mansion and secretly plot big things.

The center of the brain was telephonic, and the causes and consequences flashed in Chen Ping's mind one by one.

At this time, there have been changes in the martial arts arena.

With Han Xiaoru's sword momentum, it slowed down almost imperceptibly.

Tong Biao's sword light suddenly flourished, and with a light touch on Han Xiaoru's sword body, he clicked on the closed door, and a little cold light fluttered like snowflakes......

The faint starlight had already cut off several strands of hair, and it slashed into Han Xiaoru's throat with a roar.

At this time, Han Xiaoru's energy was obviously a little unable to keep up, and she had a lot of strength and Dacheng's swordsmanship.

was preempted by the other party step by step, forced to only be on the periphery, and could not return to the sword to defend himself.

Seeing that the blood was about to be splashed on the spot, Xiangxiaoyu died......

Han Wuxian's body burst out with a thick golden and silver brilliance, and he was about to rush forward in a flash.

Sima Rou stepped out earlier, but found that the starlight flashed in front of him, and Gao Yue had already stopped in front of him with a sneer.

"Gao Yue."

Han Wuxian was furious.

Open your mouth and drink wildly.

He knew that with Gao Yue's block, even if he could win, it would not be easy to break through the block, and his eyes were red at the thought of this.

"The disciples compete in martial arts, they all go to meddle, how can they win or lose? Senior Brother Han has to calm down. ”

Gao Yue smiled with cynicism.

"The virtuous niece died by mistake, and my uncle is also very sad......"

As soon as the word "sad" came out, he found that the atmosphere around him was not right.

What is the sound of exhaling in unison from all directions, and even cheering?

Also, Han Wuxian and Sima Rou, who were originally going to fight for their lives, actually relaxed at the same time.

And did not continue the attack.

When I turned my head to look, I saw a figure in green clothes, and I don't know when he had arrived in the martial arts arena.

Unexpectedly, he reached out and grabbed Han Xiaoru's left upper arm, as if pulling a scarecrow, and flew back lightly.

And his own disciple Tong Biao, although he was quick to draw the sword, stretched his arm forward...... The sword blade shone with cold light star power, and it was just a minute and a half away from Han Xiaoru's throat.

No matter how much he stretched his arm, he couldn't reach it.

"Who, who? The disciples of both sides competed, can they still meddle on the field? ”

For a moment, Gao Yue only felt ridiculous.

He blocked Han Wuxian and Sima Rou from interfering, and he didn't expect that others would dare to interfere, and he didn't have the strength to interfere in the competition between the two martial arts halls.

However, someone ran to the martial arts arena so stubbornly under his nose.

also saved Han Xiaoru.

Chen Ping's palm pressed slightly, and pressed Han Xiaoru's sudden palpitating reaction, "Don't move, it's me." ”

As soon as these words entered her ears, Han Xiaoru immediately leaked her strength, sweating like pulp.

There was also a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"It's you?"

Seriously, Chen Ping didn't speak, she really didn't recognize it.

It looks like he is also very handsome, but the skin and bones at the corners of his eyes have changed slightly, but his temperament is very different.

"Wait, how do you know I'm going to lose? And that's too fast. ”

was dragged in Chen Ping's hands, and the two did not land at all.

Floating in the air, like fallen leaves, fast and floating.

So much so that Tong Biao didn't chase after him with all the strength to eat.

was directly withdrawn from the field by the two.

"Let's not talk about that."

Chen Ping hurriedly replied with a smile, stopped in front of Han Xiaoru with a stride, and took the big sword in Han Xiaoru's hand, and the horizontal sword was in his chest.

"Ding......

There was a clear sound.

As soon as Tong Biao's sword blade stabbed, it felt like stabbing into the steel wall, and a huge force repulsed.

He was caught off guard for a moment, and his body was like an electric shock, and he took four or five steps back before he firmly stood firm.

Before he could speak, he heard the other party say: "This one, even if you win the Changkong Martial Arts Pavilion, you will kill them all without relenting, isn't it right?" ”

These words were not only said to Tong Biao, but also to Gao Yue.

Tong Biao is fine.

He felt that Gao Yue had already escaped his anger, and the long sword in his hand was almost unsheathed.

"Master Gao, the level of your disciples is not good, look at it, everyone is fierce and vicious, and they want to eat people.

Those who know understand that your Changkong Martial Arts Pavilion swordsmanship will affect the mind, and those who don't know still think that your home is a demonic style.

Isn't it just a martial arts competition? Who wins and who loses, everyone is talking to each other, why fight to the death? Is it necessary? ”

As soon as these words came out.

Immediately there were people around.

That's true.

The battle between the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Hall and the Changkong Martial Arts Hall has been going on for a long time, and in terms of management, the Changkong Martial Arts Hall is stronger, and the disciples are also relatively good, and there are many people.

But the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Pavilion, the high-end strength is stronger, and Han Wuxian's strength and reputation in the rivers and lakes are still above Gao Yue.

In terms of comprehensive strength, the Sky Martial Arts Hall is a little stronger, but not much stronger.

The two martial arts halls have been fighting for many years, and they have not completely divided the winner.

The funniest thing is that these two martial arts halls are both from the Mixed Yuan Sword School.

is a family, but it makes people's brains become dog brains.

It's a joke.

In this competition, everyone has come to see the excitement and come to witness it.

Unexpectedly, he witnessed such a murderous and bloody style of the Changkong Martial Arts Gym......

Most people have a shot in their hearts.

Although it's none of your business, hanging high and gossiping on the side, you can still do it.

At that moment, some people echoed Chen Ping's words.

The "Devil's Style" is a hat, and it is really directly buttoned up.

"Boy, who are you? The competition between the two martial arts halls, outsiders meddling in it, it is already a taboo in the rivers and lakes, even if the old man personally kills you, presumably no one can say anything gossip. ”

Gao Yue's qi was about to explode, and the killing machine was brewing.

Obviously, if Chen Ping can't give an explanation, he will do it.

Even if Han Wuxian stopped him, he would call on his disciples to rush up, anyway, he had many disciples.

Chen Ping laughed: "Who said I was an outsider?" ”

He took out the jade pendant hanging on his chest, "Under Chen Ping, I'm sorry, as the ninth disciple of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Pavilion, although he has not been getting started for a long time, how can he be regarded as a true inheritance......

Master, the apprentice went home to save his relatives, and he returned at this time, but fortunately it was not too late. ”

He turned his head to look at Sima Rou and said with a smile.

This jade pendant is naturally recognized by the disciples of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Hall.

Hearing this, Qi Qi turned his head to look at Sima Rou, "Ninth Senior Brother, when you received it, why don't we know." ”

It doesn't matter if you know it or not.

The reaction of the disciples of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Pavilion had undoubtedly proved this, and Gao Yue also knew that this Senior Sister Sima would like to hang the jade phoenix jade pendant the most when she was young.

If you want to open your mouth and deny it, you will go directly to the killer, but you can't do it.

Sima Rou's eyes were full of surprise, and he said in a loud voice: "Yes, yes, my good apprentice has not been a beginner for a long time, but he is extremely talented and his cultivation speed is extremely fast. In particular, the Mixed Yuan Golden Body Method is even more of a January entry, breaking several levels in a row......"

She still doesn't know who Chen Ping is.

I was in the forest that day, but I saw it once from afar.

Some time ago, Han Xiaoru went home after escaping, but she made the attack clear.

Yu Pei gave it away, and said that he had accepted a disciple for himself.

Originally, I had to find the other party in this matter and personally record the door wall, so that I could pay attention to it.

Unexpectedly, the other party came to the door by himself, and he directly recognized himself as a master......

Let's not talk about this for the time being, the important thing is that once I came to the martial arts hall, I saved my baby daughter again.

After being surprised and delighted, Sima Rou looked at Chen Ping's gaze, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

I almost forgot that this was at the scene of the martial arts competition, and I couldn't close my mouth with a smile.

"Okay, even if you are a disciple of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Hall, in the middle of the competition, you will not be able to interfere in trouble."

Gao Yue's face sank.

He finally wanted to find an excuse to create a great advantage, and wanted to use the hands of the Hu people of the Northern Zhou Dynasty to wipe out the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Pavilion, but unexpectedly, he was disturbed by the words of the kid in front of him.

The thirteen princes not only want to convince each other, but also win the hearts of the martial artists of Xingqing Mansion.

It was obvious that he was wielding a butcher knife, but Gao Yue knew that the other party actually wanted to try to subdue it.

Han Xiaoru is one of the opportunities.

I want to come in Takadake.

As long as there is a disciple who kills Han Xiaoru by mistake during the competition, Han Wushu and his wife will definitely fight with red eyes.

No matter what, there will be no chance for peace talks on both sides, and only one side will be wiped out.

In this way, since you can obtain the Mixed Yuan Golden Body Method, the exercises will inevitably be completed; went to the heart again, but it was a heart disease in the past 20 years.

Unexpectedly, there was an accident halfway through.

Thinking of this, his gaze at Chen Ping became more and more unkind.

"Pavilion Master Gao, this is not authentic, the single hits ninety-nine, and does not play plus one.

My senior sister has conceded defeat this time, what do you want to do? Could it be that you still want me to play and die? ”

Chen Ping shook his head and smiled, and pointed to his chest, "Come on, Pavilion Master Gao, don't be polite, shoot your sword here." No one will blame you for being so unrelenting and crazy, and no one will accuse you of being aggressive. ”

"That's it, everyone has admitted defeat in this battle, what do you want?"

"What are you doing, aren't there only two competitions? Talking so much and doing it, the third scene will be done. ”

The people in the surrounding rivers and lakes looked at Gao Yue and the others, and their eyes were a little wrong.

I thought to myself, the little brother said that the Sky Martial Arts Hall was a demonic sect, not to mention, it was really quite similar.

Gao Yue was squeezed by words, and he lost face for a while, and his face turned red and white.

He wanted to stab Chen Ping to death with a sword, but he really didn't have the face.

If this sword is pierced, the reputation will be ruined.

Don't even think about opening the Sky Martial Arts Hall again.

Fame has to stink on the street.

"Why do you want my master to make a move? Boy, this win or loss has been decided, so let's not talk about it for the time being.

Let's just say that when you were competing with others, you intervened in it, which is a personal grudge, do you think it? ”

Tong Biao took a step forward abruptly, staring at Chen Ping with murderous intent.

He had long been furious......

He was defenseless, and he actually saved people from under his hands.

Moreover, he also used the brute force of the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Pavilion to catch himself off guard.

It's a shame.

This matter will be spread out, and the world only says that he knows how to bully women, but in fact, swordsmanship is commonplace.

A ninth-ranked new introductory disciple in the Mixed Yuan Martial Arts Hall, dragging a person, can force himself back.

He really can't afford this reputation.

"Sure, what do you want?" Chen Ping turned his head in astonishment and looked at this guy with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes.

I haven't even bothered you about the night attack in the forest that night, but you actually came to the door.

Tong Biao squeezed out an ugly smile and grinned his white teeth, "Well, since it's a personal grudge, there's no need to delay...... Let's share life and death, can we dare to fight? ”

……

Ask for a commuter pass.

(End of chapter)