Hao Datong's heart sank, no wonder this young man has such profound internal strength at a young age.

He returned the salute slightly and said: "It turned out to be the son of the Murong family, but this witch is full of blood, I don't know how many innocent people she has killed, and the poor Dao is ordered by the head of the sect to take her to Nanshan for a good life. ”

Murong Zhendong shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint the Dao Chief, I can't agree, but I can guarantee that I will never let her kill an innocent person again, and I will also ask the Dao Chief to make it convenient." ”

At this moment, a voice sounded inappropriately.

"Who do you think you are, Murong family, I haven't heard of it, why do you guarantee it!"

", who, who, why don't you give face to the master. ”

Murong Zhendong turned his head to look, but it was a young fat Taoist.

"Oh, could it be that the name of the Murong family has been forgotten by the rivers and lakes!"

After Murong glanced at the little fat man coldly, he said lightly.

Hao Datong's face changed, and he glanced at the disciple, Zhao Zhijing knew that something was wrong, this little fat man was going to make trouble.

hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted: "Shut up, which round will you interject here." ”

The little fat man named Lu Qingdu was yelled and scolded by Zhao Zhijing, and he stopped talking.

"Damn, don't give face to the master, right, if the master doesn't give you a little spicy soup to taste, it's not your father. ”

Murong Zhendong thought unhappily in his heart.

Slowly pulled out the long sword behind his back and said:

"Since I don't take my Murong family in my eyes, the younger generation has to dare to ask the Taoist chief to instruct the kid on swordsmanship. ”

Hao Datong wanted to take advantage of the situation to let go of Li Mochou's hot potato, but he didn't know that his apprentice was not angry, and he provoked an even hotter one, and he really wanted to slap this little fat man to death.

But at the moment, he can only helplessly respond.

"Okay, the sword has no eyes, Murong Gongzi, please be careful. ”

Murong Zhendong pinched the sword technique with his left hand, took half a step out of his left foot, held the sword in his right hand, and slowly pointed diagonally to the right, which was the starting style of the Quanzhen swordsmanship.

"Dingyang type".

This swordsmanship was learned in the big stone cave, hehe, look at whether you need your own martial arts to hit your own face.

All the disciples in the audience exclaimed in surprise when they saw Murong Zhendong using unfamiliar moves.

"True Swordsmanship!"

"How could it be, how could this kid know all the true swordsmanship."

Some people who are familiar with the Murong family also know it.

"The Murong family has a lot of collections, and they even have the True Sword Technique. ”

Hao Datong was surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that this young man would be able to teach the swordsmanship of Quanzhen, but what he didn't expect was that Murong Zhendong even knew the exercises of Wang Chongyang pressing the bottom of the box.

It's just that Murong Zhendong doesn't want to study, if he lets this group of Taoist priests know, he won't be angry on the spot.

Granny Sun and Li Mochou slowly retreated.

Hao Datong's expression was quite solemn, and the young man's gesture looked mediocre to others.

But he can see that the young man's spirit, qi, momentum, and style are all just right, and if he wants to practice so flawlessly, a person with a slightly inferior talent may not be able to do it in his lifetime.

It can be seen that this young man is not only extremely talented, but also has a lot of attainments in Quanzhen swordsmanship.

Immediately, Hao Datong didn't dare to deal with it carefully.

The left hand pinched the sword technique, the right foot straddled half a step diagonally, and the long sword was across the chest, which was the defensive move of the Quanzhen swordsmanship.

"Flat Boat One Leaf".

Murong Zhendong's figure flashed and arrived in front of Hao Datong, and his sword moves continued to be used, beckoning to the big points around Hao Datong's body.

Hao Datong was shocked, originally according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, he was a senior in martial arts, and the other party was a child, so he should have let three moves first, but this young man was extremely fast, and he was afraid that he would already be on the spot.

Immediately, he didn't care about the rules of the rivers and lakes, and used the true sword technique to defend with all his might.

Everyone saw a small white shadow constantly circling around Shi Shuzu, and a little white light kept stabbing at Shi Shuzu's body. And Uncle Shi's ancestral sword move was slow, but it was able to block the point of light every time, making a sound of fine iron handover.

The fat Taoist Lu Qingdu asked inexplicably:

"Master, Uncle Shi's sword is so slow, how can it block that little miscellaneous ...... every time Little Boy's sword?"

Zhao Zhijing glared at him fiercely because he had made his uncle angry just now.

replied: "What do you know, Uncle Shi is slow and fast, and he is clumsy, which is the highest realm of kendo." ”

Although Zhao Zhijing saw a clue, his uncle was at a disadvantage, and he couldn't say it clearly.

The two of them dismantled dozens of moves, and Murong Zhendong's figure was as fast as lightning, and his moves were sharp.

Hao Datong stood still, his moves were slow, but they contained a quaint atmosphere.

If there is a top master here, he will definitely be able to see that Murong Zhendong's moves are occasionally stagnant, because these sword moves are all temporarily studied by him, and he can't reach the peak at all.

It can only be compensated by speed, because the extremely fast speed can make up for the lack of sword moves.

In fact, Murong Zhendong doesn't have a lot of experience with the enemy.

Even if it is an empowerment, the sword technique can have a high realm, but the sword moves learned are all dead, and they don't know how to use them flexibly.

All had to strike first, use the speed advantage to press the opponent to fight, so that the enemy could not make a move, and he naturally did not have to think about how to disassemble the opponent's moves.

Murong Zhendong was assisted by footwork such as Ling Bo's micro-step, and his tossing and turning was naturally very fast.

Although Hao Datong couldn't see Murong Zhendong's figure clearly, with his swordsmanship and qi traction, he could sense the direction of Murong Zhendong's sword.

He wondered in his heart, this young man was obviously proficient in the Quanzhen Sword Technique, why was the direction of his moves so rigid, and even the moves were occasionally repeated.

"Yes, yes, he is too young, after all, what he has learned is limited, he must be less hands-on with others, and he doesn't know how to be flexible. ”

After Hao Datong figured this out, he immediately saw Murong Zhendong's flaws, and counterattacked with his sword, opening and closing his moves, and his strength was strong.

Murong Zhendong's rhythm was disrupted, he was a little caught off guard, his body suddenly slowed down, and his moves were also a little stuck.

The Taoist people in the audience saw that the master and uncle suddenly took over, and their faces were overjoyed.

"This kid can't do it"

"What Murong family, it's nothing more than that."

But these Taoist priests forgot that this was just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

Granny Sun and Li Mochou were both tight-hearted, secretly thinking that if they were the old way's poisoners, they would definitely try their best to block them.

Murong Zhendong was upset, and every time Hao Datong took out his sword, he had to take half a breath to deal with it.

"Made, it can't go on like this, if the master loses, he can't save himself, and he said to save others, save a hair, how can this be done. ”

"The master and this old Taoist priest have no grievances and no enemies, they can't, take the revolver peanut rice to him suddenly."

After a few moves, there are more and more flaws, if it weren't for his poor internal strength and fast speed, I'm afraid he would have been defeated.

Then I can listen to the words of the Taoists in the field.

Murong Zhendong only felt that today's "Hero Saves Beauty" was going to lose face.

I'm afraid that the reputation of the Murong family will also plummet, and my heart will become more and more flustered, and I can't even remember the sword moves clearly.

After trying to parry a few more moves, Murong Fu looked very embarrassed, and a nameless anger was about to emerge in his heart.

"Calm down, Lao Tzu should be calm. ”

Since shuttling between the two different worlds, it is not that he almost broke into Xiaoxiao's hands, but he carefully stole the cheats, and went to the battlefield, Lao Tzu has been able to overcome many difficulties, and an old Taoist priest can stump the master.

It's not that I wanted to pretend to be forced on a whim today, and I ended up in embarrassment.

"No, isn't it just swordsmanship, the master has it, damn, who said that the master must use the swordsmanship of the Quanzhen Sect to fight you"

Thinking of this, Murong Zhendong directly changed his sword moves.

I no longer care what sword moves are or not, how convenient and how to fight, how happy to come.

What is the Floating Cloud Swordsmanship, the Positive and Negative Liangyi Swordsmanship, the Jade Girl Swordsmanship, the Dragon City Swordsmanship,...... Use whichever trick comes to mind.

At the moment, Murong Zhendong's swordsmanship mutated.

Sometimes it's fast, sometimes it's slow, it seems to be out of order, as if there are no moves and it's all different swordsmanship, hehe, yes, that's it.

Each of Murong Zhendong's moves came from a different sword technique.

It's not beautiful to look at, but it's easy to use.

Every move can resolve Hao Datong's moves, and it can also easily counterattack Hao Datong.

The Taoist priests in the field stopped making noise and immediately stopped talking.

Hao Datong was also taken aback, he thought that this young man's donkey skills were poor, but he didn't expect that there were still so many exquisite moves that he hadn't used.

And as if he had changed a person, his style changed abruptly, and he played cards completely out of common sense, and Hao Datong suddenly fell into disadvantage.

"This young man from the Murong family is really amazing."

Hao Datong thought.

A quarter of an hour later, it was Hao Datong's turn to be embarrassed.

Murong Zhendong became more and more comfortable with the fight, the sword move came easily, and his figure gradually became elegant, and the smile on his face suddenly became confident.

"If you continue like this, you will definitely lose. ”

Hao Datong thought in his heart, and then the sword momentum turned, and he stabbed out a sword quickly, and his wrist shook, as if three swords were stabbing at Murong Zhendong at the same time.

It is "one sword into three clears".

", this old man, do you want to be so ruthless, I want the master to die, Made, see if the master doesn't get you. ”

Looking at Hao Datong's moves, Murong Zhendong became angry.

Murong Zhendong's heart sank, this is a move without the slightest flaw.

The tip of the sword turned slightly and stabbed Hao Datong's wrist.

"Attack it and save it".

Murong Zhendong is playing a game, playing a gambling mentality.

Hao Datong was also stunned, this, what operation.

Murong Zhendong is like this, if he doesn't save himself, then his wrist will certainly be injured, or even scrapped.

But Murong Zhendong will die, he doesn't want to kill this Murong family, and he is about to withdraw his sword move, but Murong Zhendong's body is stunned, and he stops moving forward, but the long sword in his hand comes out of his hand and stabs his wrist.