Cui Yingying was defeated, Zhang Tianhao was glanced at by Qin Haoming, understood it, and jumped onto the high platform. Without saying a word, the sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword stabbed towards Zhang Tianhu. First as fast as a rabbit, then as slow as a snail, so affectionate, please forgive me.

Zhang Tianhu saw that although Zhang Tianhao's sword moves were wonderful, he lacked stamina, as if he intended to seek defeat. Suddenly his heart was overjoyed, the sword was unsheathed, flashed and stabbed, forced Zhang Tianhao back, and won the first round.

Zhang Tianhao saw that Zhang Tianhu was teachable, so he also put his mind at ease, and made quick moves first and then slowly, and blindly attacked, not defensive. After the two fought several times, they saw that the heroes in the audience mistakenly thought that Zhang Tianhu's swordsmanship was superb, and Zhang Tianhao was famous, and couldn't help shouting and cheering for Zhang Tianhu, hoping that Zhang Tianhao would give up the sword and admit defeat earlier.

The sword shadows were crowded into a heap, dense and seamless, and non-swordsmanship masters could not peek into the doorway.

In order to satisfy everyone's wishes, Zhang Tianhao saw Zhang Tianhu stabbing with a sword, he couldn't dodge, he was hit by a sword in his shoulder, his abdomen was in his foot, and he fell off the stage, losing face.

Xiao Ruoyun's mother and daughter, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, were heartbroken when they saw Zhang Tianhao's inexplicable loss, and rushed over, quickly helping Zhang Tianhao to the side, consoling his injuries, treating his wounds, and talking a lot.

Qin Haoming saw that Zhang Tianhao was useless, so he wanted to step forward and teach a lesson, but because of one camp, he couldn't let people see jokes, so he had to endure it. Turning around angrily, he glanced at Zhao Minghao, the hero of Longchuan on the right hand, and his sharp eyes were like an order: "You can use some!" ”

Zhao Minghao jumped up, drew two beautiful arcs in the air, and landed in front of Zhang Tianhu.

When Zhang Tianhu saw the arrival of the old man, he bowed his hand and said, "Brother Zhao, I don't know who you are fighting for?" ”

Zhao Minghao bowed and replied with a smile: "Brother Xian, why do you ask so much, you and I will never be the one who fights to the end." Please! "The sword is out of the sheath, and the sword body is shaking, which is a move to "lure the snake out of the hole".

Zhang Tianhu wanted to reminisce about the past, but the sword qi was cold, and even if there were thousands of words, he had to store them in the dantian, turn them into sword intent and pass them into the palm of his hand, and transport them on the sword body, and spit them out quickly.

Zhao Minghao has been famous for a long time, and he has already practiced the swordsmanship of "entering the sea to capture the dragon", which is more than enough to deal with a swordsman Zhang Tianhu who is fed by his family reputation. After more than a dozen moves, Zhang Tianhu faced Zhao Minghao's attack, and he only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

Zhang Yifan in the audience is definitely not a person who pretends to be confused, seeing Zhang Tianhu's swordsmanship is messy, the door is wide open, every move is subject to Zhao Minghao, and if he continues to fight to the death, he must either die or be injured. In order to ensure that the face of Longhu Villa was not damaged in Zhang Tianhu's hands, he shouted to the stage: "Tianhu, don't be strong, come down." ”

When Zhao Minghao heard Zhang Yifan's words, he had to take care of the face of Longhu Villa, and forced Zhang Tianhu back seven feet with two swords in a row, and stopped the attack.

Although Zhang Tianhu was unwilling, the old man's words were like a holy decree to him, and he must not listen to them. Collected the sword, saluted Zhao Minghao, and reluctantly went to the platform.

Longhu Villa wants to win the identity of "talker", Zhang Tianhu has lost his qualifications, and Zhang Tianlong and Zhang Yifan have to make a move. But Zhang Yifan is close to old age and respectful, in case of defeat, it will not only make people laugh, but also damage the prestige of Longhu Villa, and it is really not appropriate to come to power easily.

Zhang Tianlong saw that his father Zhang Yifan was sitting still, as quiet as a mountain, and had no intention of making a move, so he glanced at the good hands in the audience, and shouted to the doorman very unconfidently: "The sword is coming!" ”

The doorman sent the sword, Zhang Tianlong took it, took two steps forward, arched his hand towards Zhao Minghao, and said, "Brother Zhao, let the junior brother come and learn your tricks." ”

Zhao Minghao bowed and said happily: "Brother Tianlong, please!" ”

It is rare to see a master's move, and the heroes in the audience will not miss such a great opportunity. Some spectators who are not as good as others in questioning their skills polish their eyes and vow to remember every move and style of the two of them in the future, engrave it in their minds, and never forget it. It is a stone of the mountain, you can attack the jade, and then you will do it with others, draw a scoop according to the gourd, no matter what it is plausible and nondescript.

Zhao Minghao's sword body stabbed horizontally, and a move of "visiting from afar" stabbed Zhang Tianlong's chest, as fast as the wind.

Zhang Tianlong dared to underestimate it, took half a step back, blocked it with his scabbard, and aimed at Zhao Minghao's lower abdomen with a move of "guest with the master" to return to the past, impartial and awe-inspiring.

The battle began, and the two of them faced each other, and it was difficult to distinguish between the top and the bottom.

You have 'guests come to serve wine', I have 'do it first as a respect', you have 'it is difficult to be gracious', I have 'a thousand cups not drunk', you have 'candles and night talks', I have 'drunken nonsense', you have 'good gathering and good dispersion', I have 'sending you a thousand miles', you have 'you must say goodbye in the end', and I have 'there will be no time in the future'.

In order to win quickly, Zhao Minghao unconsciously took out his housekeeping skills, and used a move "Snowflake Dance", and dozens of sword shadows covered Zhang Tianlong's whole body. Zhang Tianlong's sword tip walked round, generated a piece of snow, caught the snowflakes sent by Zhao Minghao, took advantage of the gap, and returned a trick "Thousand Mountains Twilight Snow".

Zhao Minghao jumped into the air, the tip of his sword went straight down, and with a move of "scorching sun in the sky", ten thousand golden lights flashed. Zhang Tianlong's snow melted, took advantage of the trend, and made a move to "the river is falling".

Zhao Minghao flicked Zhang Tianlong's sword body and caught up with a move to "add fuel to the fire". Zhang Tianlong poured his internal force into the sword body and sent a move "Ten Thousand Tides".

Zhao Minghao's sword body blocked, and he replied with a move "stormy waves". Zhang Tianlong's body took half a step forward, and aiming at Zhao Minghao's chest was a move, "Canglong goes to sea".

Zhao Minghao hurriedly made a left flash, and used his famous work "Into the Sea to Capture the Dragon", which was like a bamboo, and went straight to Zhang Tianlong's heart. Zhang Tianlong had already taken precautions, and with a move of "fishing net in hand" with his left hand, he used the scabbard to cover Zhao Minghao's sword body, and stabbed Zhao Minghao on the right shoulder with a sword in his right hand.

Zhao Minghao's sword was trapped, he was unable to block, he abandoned the sword and dodged in time, he was hit by the sword in his right shoulder, he was defeated, and his reputation was lost.

Qin Haoming shouted angrily: "Master Miaoyi, it's your turn!" ”

'Danxia Yike' Hong Daolong stood up, walked forward slowly, walked up to the high platform slowly, and said warmly: "Tianlong, I watched you grow up, start a family, and become famous, but today you have to meet each other with a sword, it is really difficult to cross karma, and it is difficult to cultivate good fruits!" ”

"Master, please!" Zhang Tianlong defeated Zhao Minghao, and he had already floated up, forgetting what his surname was. smiled lightly at Miaoyi, and stabbed it with a sword, just wanting a quick solution.

Seeing that Zhang Tianlong was so anxious that he didn't even want to reminisce about the past, Master Miaoyi Hongdaolong was in a hurry, took a step to the left, avoided the blade of the sword, and hit Zhang Tianlong's chest like lightning.

Zhang Tianlong didn't have time to dodge, he was hit in the palm of his chest, flew out horizontally, and fell to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth.

Old man Zhang stepped onto the stage one by one, flashed to Zhang Tianlong's side, used internal force to help him stop the pain in his heart, called the doorman, and carried him down for treatment.

Venerable Miaoyi put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, good, good!" Crossing oneself first crosses others! ”

Zhang Yifan walked up to Master Miaoyi and said angrily: "Miaoyi, don't be pretending to be merciful! You and I have been friends for decades, and it is not as happy as this palm. ”

Master Miaoyi saluted and said gently: "Brother Zhang, compassion is compassion, and there is no truth or falsehood. ”

A few men who were close to Zhang Yifan shouted in support of Zhang Yifan: "Fake mercy is fake mercy!" ”

Miaoyi heard it, smiled lightly, and was unmoved. Because he has long seen through it, the greatest emotion in the world is preconceived, and most of them are good at using "distant and close relatives" to measure the relationship between people. These heroes who pride themselves on being heroes read less poetry and books, don't know what good and evil are, and it is difficult for them to jump out of the circle.

The heroes who came to congratulate Zhang Tianlong on his birthday sat in the audience, and saw that Zhang Tianlong was defeated by Master Miaoyi, which was really unacceptable, and always felt that Master Miaoyi did not abide by the rules that he had said before, violated the spirit of chivalry, and at least did not uphold the purpose of meeting friends with martial arts and stopping at the point.

In fact, when it comes to winning and losing fighting, the emphasis is on winning. And the best magic weapon to win is to take it by surprise, attack it unprepared, and defeat the enemy with one move.

Zhang Tianlong used a sharp blade to attack an unarmed old man, and he was still a monk who ate fasting and recited Buddha. If people don't settle accounts directly, or win more with less, or cut through the mess with a quick knife, how can a pair of fleshy palms be worth a sharp sword. Besides, it is still the old man against the prime, in terms of physical strength, it is not fair to come.

Everyone sent Zhang Tianlong away with a compassionate gaze, and sent Zhang Yifan to the high platform with a hopeful gaze, hoping that Zhang Yifan would be like Master Miaoyi, and kill the enemy in one move, so as not to let Master Miaoyi Hongdaolong have a chance to breathe.

Zhang Yifan will never disappoint the spectators in the audience for his Dragon and Tiger Villa, and after greeting each other with Hong Daolong, he immediately started to move.

The two elders are both good at fists and feet, and they rely entirely on their internal strength to eat. The palms intersected, the sleeves danced wildly, and the wind raged around them, and the blood of the spectators swelled, and the rushing accelerated, almost squeezing the blood vessels.

As a few cheers passed, the two on the stage fought for more than ten rounds, regardless of victory or defeat.

The internal forces are fighting, and the two old people are old, and they will inevitably lose their physical strength. With the exchange of palms, they bounced off each other, pretending to put on a good-looking posture, just to seize the time to rest for a while.

Zhang Yifan and Hong Daolong can be said to be old friends for decades, they are familiar with each other's martial arts, and no one can hide from anyone, and it is really difficult to win with fake and real methods. In order to overcome the physical exhaustion caused by advanced age and not let the audience see the jokes, he can only hit with all his strength and judge the winner or loser.

The two glanced at each other and knew each other. The luck of their respective dantians, transporting decades of cultivation into the palm of their hands, shooting forward, four palms clashing, one bounced open, and the winner was divided.

Hongdaolong retreated to the west of the high platform, and one did not stand firm, fell off the high platform, and lost.

Zhang Yifan retreated to the edge of the platform on the east side of the high platform, and stood up and won.

When everyone saw it, they applauded, shouted comfortably, and finally borrowed the desire in their hearts to be realized by borrowing other people's palms, and they were satisfied and happy.

Zhu Rongfeng saw Qin Haoming's displeasure written all over his face, turned into a crane, and flew towards Zhang Yifan.

Zhang Yifan had just fought with Master Miaoyi Hong Daolong, and his internal strength was consumed a lot, and when he saw Zhu Rongfeng coming, he was a little weak-hearted, and he reluctantly saluted: "Zhu Zhangmen, do we really want to have a showdown?" ”

Zhu Rongfeng replied: "Brother Zhang, there have been draws in the past, and today it is time to divide the winner." ”

Zhang Yifan saw that there was no way to avoid it, and said, "Please!" "Luck dantian, sleeves dance wildly, and the ground is spotless.

Zhu Rongfeng was overjoyed to see Zhang Yifan's two-foot qi wall on his body, and the qi of the dantian was transported into the palm of his hand, and he slashed straight over with one palm, and he wanted to open Huashan with a palm.

Zhang Yifan greeted him with a palm.

The two palms intersected, one bounced off, and each floated out a foot. The two smiled at each other, and immediately transformed into two figures and shot at each other. One meets, several palms intersect, bounce off each other, and stand still.

The two of them each put all their cultivation in the palm of their hands, and when they were about to make a life-and-death fight, a voice from the audience shouted: "He is the silver-silk black-robed man who ambushed us." ”