"A junior descendant, dare to be so arrogant?"

Without waiting for Yin Baimei to speak, a tall and thin middle-aged man in his forties, among the Kunlun disciples, suddenly reprimanded angrily: "I have heard that the ruthless swordsman is very good at swordsmanship, and I happen to be a sword lover below, do you dare to learn a few tricks from me?"

Tang Afu raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked rhetorically, "Who are you?"

"I am the great disciple of the Kunlun Sect Sword Leader, Ning Luo. ”

The disciple of the sword, as the name suggests, is the disciple who is in charge of the sword. After many years of evolution, it has now become the honorific title of the first disciple of each hall of the Kunlun School.

The Kunlun faction, known for its swordsmanship, is divided into ten sword styles, namely: Changtian, Qiushui, Tiangang, Disha, Beidou, Qi Yan, Willow Leaves, Zixia, Evian, and Four Seasons.

According to the ten sword styles, the disciples of the Kunlun sect are divided into the ten major sword halls, and each disciple has a sword disciple, who is the disciple with the highest qualifications, seniority, and prestige. Therefore, the Kunlun sect has a total of ten sword-wielding disciples, and they are divided into elders and youngsters according to their respective ages and generations.

Ning Luo is the one with the highest age and seniority among the ten sword-holding disciples, so he is called the "sword-holding disciple".

Although the disciples of the Kunlun sect are divided into ten sword halls, the martial arts they practice are similar and they are not confined to one hall. It's just that, compared to other sword styles, the natal sword style of the sword hall where he is located is undoubtedly the highest attainment.

All the Kunlun disciples are from the Ten Great Sword Hall, such as Ye Tong, the former head of the Kunlun faction, who was born in the Willow Leaf Sword Hall, so his unique knowledge is the Willow Leaf Sword Technique.

Ning Luo was born in the Zixia Sword Hall, so he was familiar with the Zixia Sword Technique, and he was at ease.

"Ning Luo?" It's a pity that Tang Afu didn't have the slightest interest in Ning Luo, who thought highly of himself, and said lightly, "Nobody, you don't deserve to fight me." ”

"Presumptuous!"

"Rather fall than be reckless......"

Before Yin Baimei could stop, the angry Ning Luo had already drawn his sword out of the sheath, flew up, and volleyed a dragonfly to the water, stepped across the river with both feet, and shot directly at Tang Afu.

"It's a good trick to climb Pingdushui, and it's not bad to do light work. Tang Afu stood at the bow of the boat, standing still, staring intently at Ning Luo, who was approaching quickly, and commented nonchalantly, "I just don't know how much kung fu there is on the sword?"

"Ah Fu, let me meet him!"

"No need!" Tang Afu refused Chang Wu's invitation to fight, and said with a smile, "If you don't give them a dismount with the power of thunder, I'm afraid that these people from the Kunlun faction will never put the Valley of Despair in their eyes." ”

"You ......"

"Stand back!"

Chang Wuxian did not say anything, Tang Afu suddenly snorted softly. At the same time, the cold light of the ruthless sword flashed, accompanied by a loud "clang", instantly blocking Ning Luo's move to smash Huanglong.

"Tang Afu, I'll let you learn my Zixia swordsmanship today!"

"Dare to show off your carving insect skills? ”

Facing Ning Luo, who swore an oath, Tang Afu's eyes were full of disdain, and then a little under his feet, his figure suddenly rose to the sky.

In mid-air, the ruthless sword flashed out, and a silver sword light instantly appeared on the surface of the river, covering the sky and the sun, and in the blink of an eye, Ning Luo was completely covered.

"Hello!"

The river wind was blowing, the sword roared for a long time, and Ning fell under Tang Afu's fierce offensive, trembling and trembling, like walking on thin ice. After a while, he was already in a mess, and he had no rules.

Ning Luo thought that his swordsmanship was outstanding, and his understanding of swordsmanship was also different, and it was difficult to match it among Kunlun disciples. But today, when he met Tang Afu, he knew what it means to sit in a well and watch the sky? What is a strong player in the strong, and a mountain is higher than a mountain?

When the two of them talked about swords, whether it was speed or strength, whether it was the agility of their moves, or the flexibility of their moves, Ning Luo was far from being Tang Afu's opponent.

Tang Afu's use of the sword was supernatural and unpredictable, which not only made Ning Luo break his previous understanding of swordsmanship, but also gave him a new understanding of the blade of "sword".

Ning Luo follows the rules, the sword walks like a dragon, and wants to brake with static, so as to respond to all changes without change.

On the other hand, Tang Afu walked the opposite way, and the ruthless sword sometimes moved flexibly like a dragon, sometimes opened and closed like a tiger, sometimes stood still like the pillar of optimus, and sometimes stretched like a long whip.

The shots are changing rapidly, the sword moves are varied, and the ghosts are coming in and out, and the momentum is like lightning and thunder, which makes Ning Luo dazzled and overwhelmed.

Before fighting Tang Afu, Ning Luo never thought that the "sword" could still be used like this.

Zixia's sword technique itself is very powerful, but Ning Luo's comprehension of the sword style is completely insufficient. Therefore, when he encounters an opponent who is weaker than himself, he can still bully the weak, make up for the lack of sword moves with speed and strength, and defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.

But today, he encountered Tang Afu, who was far superior to him in all aspects, and the shortcomings of Ning Luo's swordsmanship were instantly revealed.

In less than ten rounds, Zixia's swordsmanship has completely lost its power in Ning Luo's hands, and it has become non-donkey and non-horse, nondescript, and it is even worse than the most basic sword moves.

If it is said that within the Shihe, Ning Luo can still support it hard, then after the Shihe, Ning Luo will be completely reduced to fish on the board, allowing Tang Afu to play tricks like a cat and mouse, and he has no power to parry.

"What is Ning Luo doing?" Leng Kongyang said angrily, "This set of Zixia swordsmanship, he has practiced for more than twenty years. I have already mastered all the moves, and I have them at my fingertips, why can't I even perform one and a half moves now?"

"It's chaotic, it's disorganized. Yin Hefeng said, "At this moment, what Ning Luo is holding in his hand is no longer a sharp sword, but a firewood stick. He swayed around like a headless fly, as if he was already in a mess, and he was too busy to take care of himself. If you continue to fight like this, it is tantamount to holding on to the salary to save the fire and stop the boiling, which will only make Tang Afu more and more relaxed. ”

"Actually, it was easy for Tang Afu to kill Ning Luo. But why did he refuse to make a move? Could it be that he was still jealous of my Kunlun Sect in his heart? No, the ruthless swordsman has always been ruthless, how could he be afraid and dare not kill someone?" Yin Bai said faintly, "Looking at this battle, it is enough to see the shortcomings of most of the Kunlun Sect disciples. On weekdays, we spoil them too much, and most of our disciples only practice behind closed doors in the mountains, and have never really fought with anyone, so they are extremely volatile and arrogant, proud and complacent. After this battle, we will change the way we discipline our disciples in the future, so that they can grow up in real competitions, and not just be limited to the competition between fellow disciples. ”

"Although it is a martial arts heresy, it is not useless. Yin Hefeng nodded, "At least in terms of cultivating younger generations, they are far better than us who are famous and decent." ”

"To be precise, it is far better than the six major sects. Yin Baimei smiled bitterly, "The disciples cultivated by the Xianwang Mansion and the Golden Sword Dock are all first-class masters who have been killed for a long time, and their methods are no worse than these pagan disciples. Even the four great families have never stopped the strict cultivation of their family disciples. Because of this, they can thrive day by day. On the other hand, we are the oldest and most profound sects, in addition to Shaolin and Wu, in addition to the recitation of the heart, the rest of Emei, Qingcheng, Kongtong and our Kunlun are all green and yellow, and the rivers are declining. If we go on like this for a long time, we don't want to forge ahead, and we are afraid that it will be a few years or decades, and sooner or later we will follow in the footsteps of the Huashan faction of the past and be replaced by the new sect, until we are completely removed from the rivers and lakes. ”

"The head of the house is condescending, and I am impressed by danger in times of peace!" Yin Hefeng sighed, "I just don't know how we should end up in today's situation?"

"Hmph! Ning Luo made a bold move, but he had no power to parry, and he simply lost the face of the Kunlun faction. Leng Kongyang said indignantly, "Lang Lang Qiankun, everyone is watching, we must not be pressed and beaten by the Valley of Despair, otherwise my Kunlun faction will not have a place in the martial arts in the future." ”

"Not bad!" Yin Baimei looked like he was full of expressions, and said with a straight face, "One blow, then decline, and three exhaustion." I can't let Ning Luo continue to fight, so call him back quickly!"

"I'm just afraid...... It's too late. ”

"Poof!"

Before Yin Hefeng's words fell, Ning Luo, who was chased and beaten by Tang Afu, had already smashed into the river at this moment, shouting "help" a few times with his teeth and claws, and then sank to the bottom of the water with "grunt, grunt".

"Quick! Catch him!"

Leng Kongyang was embarrassed and angry, and hurriedly gave an order, and three or five disciples of the Kunlun Sect who knew water hurriedly jumped into the river, and carried Ning Luo, who was constantly struggling, ashore.

Looking at Tang Afu again, I don't know when, he was already standing firmly on the bow of the ship, the wind was light, his posture was pleasant, and he was watching the farce on the shore expressionlessly.

At this time, he was not only unscathed, his face did not change color, he did not breathe, and he did not even have any wrinkles in his robe.

The martial arts of Tang Afu and Ning Luo are like the difference between cloud and mud, the difference between heaven and sea, which is embarrassing.

"It seems that your Sword Palm Disciple is just a false appearance, and he is defeated in it. Chang Wuregret was triumphant, and laughed loudly, "With only the kung fu of the three-legged cat, can you sit in the position of the great disciple of the sword? With your little ability, what is worth stealing?"

"Haha......"

As soon as Chang Wuregret's words came out, he immediately attracted a burst of laughter from the disciples of the Desperate Valley. On the other hand, the disciples of the Kunlun faction on the shore gritted their teeth with hatred, and their faces were red with shame.

"The ruthless swordsman is famous, and he is powerful in the rivers and lakes, and it is also a blessing for Ning Luo to be defeated under his sword. Yin Bai's eyebrows became unsurprised, and he smiled lightly, "I believe that after this battle, Ning Luo's comprehension of swordsmanship will definitely be able to make a breakthrough, and over time, it will become a great weapon." ”

Yin Hefeng continued: "Although Tang Afu claims to be a disciple of the Desperate Valley, his status and martial arts in the Desperate Valley must be under one person and above ten thousand. On the other hand, Ning Luo is just a mere sword disciple, and in terms of his martial arts, among the younger generation of disciples of the Kunlun faction, he can't even rank in the top five, let alone the head and elders. Therefore, it is human nature that he is not defeated by Tang Afu, and you don't have to be complacent and proud. In the Valley of Despair, how many people are there who are masters of martial arts like Tang Afu?"

"You ......"

"What does Elder Yin mean by this?" Tang Afu stopped Chang Wu, who was about to ridicule him, and said coldly, "Could it be that you want to take action yourself and compete with Tang?"

"The old man thinks that he has some weight in the Kunlun faction, so he is willing to save a few thin faces for Ning Luo, an unfortunate scumbag. Hehe......" Yin He smiled calmly, "I don't know, can the ruthless swordsman give the old man a chance?"

"What if you don't?" asked Tang Ah with great interest.

"Why don't you and I make an agreement first. Yin Hefeng said, "If the old decay is beyond his strength and is invincible to the ruthless swordsman, I am willing to beg the head of the sect and lead the crowd back for the time being." But if the old man wins by luck, I still hope that the lord of Xiao Gu can show up and solve all the misunderstandings with the head of my family, and the matter of 'stealing the teacher' will also be resolved. How?"

"Ah Fu, don't fall for him. Chang Wuregret hurriedly reminded, "It is rumored that among the four elders of the Kunlun faction, the second elder Yin Hefeng Chengfu is the deepest, and his martial arts are also the highest. In fact, his real strength is not much better than Yin Baimei, the head of the Kunlun faction. ”

Feng Wuxin persuaded: "Senior brother, the valley master only let us try to retreat from the enemy, and we are not allowed to fight with the people of the Kunlun faction, let alone hurt their lives, so you must not be rash." ”

Tang Afu's eyes stared at Yin Hefeng on the other side without blinking, and he was silent for a long time before he said quietly: "According to the current situation, if I don't make a fight with Yin Hefeng, how can they give up?

"Big Brother ......"

"Needless to say!"

Before Ye Wuxian could speak, Tang Afu suddenly waved his hand, and then his eyes were like a sword, shooting straight at the other side, and said word by word: "I only hope that Elder Yin will be true to his words, and Tang is willing to accompany him to the end!"

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