Everyone was speechless, under the low eaves, how could they not bow their heads. Qi Zhong was quite satisfied with everyone's attitude, and made a gesture to the disciple behind him, and immediately someone carried Wang Quanheng and Long Yuxuan off the stage, and another disciple fed Huaisheng a pill, and Huaisheng was able to stand up immediately.

"Master Huaisheng," Qi Zhong said, "Lao Fu and Zai will preside over this competition together, the master represents all major sects, and the next will represent my Holy Martial Sect." ”

"It's up to the donor. ”

"Okay, Master, be happy!" Qi Zhong laughed, "Then Qi will start, Sun Ping!"

"Disciple is here!" a purple-clothed sword-wielding young man stepped forward.

"Saint Martial Sect disciple Sun Ping," Qi Zhong introduced, "I'm good at making swords, I don't know who is present to compete?"

"Wang Mou is not talented, he will teach you swordsmanship!" Wang Quanheng responded loudly, and immediately a disciple of the Holy Martial Sect detoxified him.

Wang Quanheng secretly lucked himself, found that the qi and blood in his body were unimpeded, and knew that the toxicity had been resolved, so he got up and jumped onto the stage.

"Wang Shaoxia, please!" Saint Martial Sect Sun Pingliang Sword Dao.

Wang Quanheng snorted coldly, the long sword was shot, and the two of them competed in swordsmanship on this stage. Sun Ping's swordsmanship is also decent, taking a fierce path, although it is not in harmony with the Taoist method of symbiosis, but there are similarities, so this competition can be said to be very exciting.

Wang Quanheng is Taoist orthodox swordsmanship in the end, and his internal strength is slightly higher, and he gradually has the upper hand. And Sun Pingxu is inexperienced, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he actually panicked, and his swordsmanship was often flawed. Wang Quanheng saw the opportunity, shouted, struck out with a sword, and went to the opponent's blade, and the victory or defeat was immediately clear.

"Okay!" said with a smile, "Wang Shaoxia is good at swordsmanship, and he deserves to be a disciple of the Quanzhen Dao Sect!"

Sun Pingping was ashamed, picked up the sword, returned to Qi Zhong, bowed his head and said, "The disciple is incompetent!"

"Wang Shaoxia's martial arts are superb, is this your fault. Qi Zhong comforted.

"Thank you for the grace of not punishing!" Sun Ping saluted and returned to Qi Zhong.

Qi Zhong said to Wang Quanheng again: "Wang Shaoxia, please!"

Wang Quanheng stood wordlessly behind Huaisheng, without any intention of leaving.

"The second disciple of our sect is Wang Chun, who is good at using an iron bone fan. Qi Zhong said and looked at Huaisheng.

Huaisheng clasped his palms together and said to the audience, "I don't know which young hero will come to take over this battle?" At this time, Wang Chun had already walked out of the Holy Martial Sect camp, and everyone saw that this person was twenty-eight or nineteen years old, with a short beard on his face, and he was modest, but his eyes were shining, and at a glance, he knew that he was a person with profound internal strength.

"Zhou Lingfeng is not self-sufficient, come to take over this game!" Before the words fell, Zhou Lingfeng jumped up from the ground, volleyed a few heels, and landed on the stage.

The people of the Holy Martial Sect were shocked: this person was not poisoned!

Zhou Lingfeng took off the wine gourd with a smile as always, took a sip of "grunt", and hung it back on his waist, "I'm sorry, Zhou Mou just used his secret technique to close his wounds and heal, and he was not poisoned, so I disappointed you, it's a sin!"

What kind of excuse is this, how can there be such a "secret technique"! Ling Feng's method of lying this week is inevitably too unclever!

"Offended!" The other party Wang Chun snorted lowly, folding the fan to Zhou Lingfeng's forehead, Zhou Lingfeng turned his body, his left leg was bent, and his knee hit Wang Chun's waist and abdomen, Wang Chun's body twisted, flashed this move, and slammed the fan to Zhou Lingfeng's back heart, but Zhou Lingfeng seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and he bounced his bent left leg back, pointing directly at the opponent's chest, and at the same time leaning forward with his upper body, just out of the opponent's attack range, Wang Chun hurriedly took a step back, letting go of Zhou Lingfeng's legs.

But Zhou Lingfeng was unforgiving, turned around, jumped up his right leg, and kicked in a series of ways, which was much easier than hand-to-hand combat.

Xiao Fei looked at the arena and seemed to have an understanding, turned around, and sure enough, he saw Wang He's face gloomy behind him.

I heard a "whoosh" sound again, it turned out that Wang Chun saw that Zhou Lingfeng's leg skills were getting higher and more advanced, so he reused the folding fan in his hand as a hidden weapon and shot it at Zhou Lingfeng, Zhou Lingfeng turned around and kicked it, and the fan flew straight into the sky. But Wang Chun's hands turned into claws and grabbed Zhou Lingfeng, Zhou Lingfeng kicked out with his right foot, and kicked the opponent's wrist, and Wang Chun couldn't take advantage of it.

Suddenly, Zhou Lingfeng's body turned, and with a kick of his right foot, the folding fan that had just fallen turned around Wang Chunfei, and Wang Chun was about to pick it up with his hand, but Zhou Lingfeng kicked him in the chest again.

Zhou Lingfeng shouted, and kicked out a chain of right feet, which was the same move to deal with Han Yubing, and the speed of Wang Chun's claws also increased, and the two of them only saw the phantom of legs and claws.

Zhou Lingfeng suddenly retracted his legs: "Accept!"

However, Wang Chun's right paw leaned forward, and his left claw turned into a palm to protect his chest, standing in place, obviously being pointed at the acupoint.

Qi Zhong behind Wang Chun saw it clearly: this was the folding fan kicked by Zhou Lingfeng and turned back halfway. This week, Ling Feng repeated his old tricks, and even played the tactics against Hua Sheng again.

Zhou Lingfeng walked over and reached out and rubbed and pushed on Wang Chun's chest, and then unlocked his acupoint, "Offended." ”

"Wang Chun is incompetent, please punish the steward!"

"You step back first. Qi Zhong's face darkened.

"Yes. Wang Chun obediently stepped aside.

"Zhou Shaoxia is a good method, Qi didn't expect that the Kongtong faction would have such a clever kung fu!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say," Zhou Lingfeng poured another sip of wine, "I'll guide Brother Qi when I'm free." After speaking, he returned to Huaisheng with a smile, and said to Wang Quanheng, who was on guard, "Brother Wang, relax your heart, it's not a big deal!"

Wang Quanheng's face was not very good-looking, and he seemed to be still annoyed by Zhou Lingfeng's previous unsympathetic face, and when he was fighting with Han Yubing, he intervened and drove himself out of the stage. But after thinking about it, didn't Zhou Lingfeng suffer from being seriously injured just now. At that moment, his cold face changed slightly, "The little brother doesn't have Brother Zhou's magic skills, so he should deal with it with all his might." ”

Zhou Lingfeng seemed to hear that there was no taste in his words, so he stopped speaking and sat on the ground, which happened to be the place where he had just healed.

"Yu Hongzhi, a disciple of the Holy Martial Arts Sect, is good at secret weapons and poisoning, and he is the disciple who appeared in the third game for me. Qi Zhong said.

Before Huaisheng could speak, Hua Sheng, who was lying on the ground, shouted: "Master Huaisheng, please allow the juniors to take over this formation!"

Immediately, a disciple of the Holy Martial Sect detoxified him. At this time, Yu Hongzhi happened to be out of the ranks, Xiao Fei could see it clearly, wasn't he a poisonous son?

Zhou Lingfeng, Wu Haiyun, Long Yuxuan and others also recognized Yu Hongzhi, and when Zhou Lingfeng came out again, he said, "I have a little holiday with this Brother Yu, and I will compete with Brother Yu." "He was afraid that Hua Sheng would be plotted by Yu Hongzhi, this guy's scheming was too deep.

Yu Hongzhi seemed to be quite jealous of Zhou Lingfeng, "Brother Zhou's magic skills, Yu has already learned them, and he admires them." It's just that this young man's eyes are tight, and the little brother wants to ask for advice. ”

"Brother Zhou, don't worry, the little brother can handle it!" Hua Sheng was very sure. In fact, his own big wins in the first two games gave him a lot of confidence.

"Brother Hua, don't be careless!" Zhou Lingfeng said hurriedly.

"Hey, Zhou Shaoxia, since we have detoxified Hua Sheng, then he is Yu Hongzhi's opponent. Otherwise, wouldn't this poison be solved in vain!" The woman in the flower dress confessed in a coquettish voice.

Zhou Lingfeng didn't say anything anymore, so he had to let it go.

"Hua Mouhua is exhausted, and he can only use real guys for Yu Gongzi. Hua Sheng patted his dart bag.

"Hua Shaoxia doesn't have to be polite, Yu is also using a genuine secret weapon!" Yu Hongzhi's face still had his signature smirk.

"Offended!" Hua Sheng raised his hand, and the three sleeve arrows were arranged in the shape of "Pin", flying towards Yu Hongzhi, who smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, three money darts knocked the sleeve arrows to the ground. Hua Sheng knew that the first move could not be successful, the second wave of hidden weapons had already shot, it was a flying needle, as thin as a cow's hair, countless, the poisonous boy was not afraid, his left hand shook, a handkerchief appeared in his hand, and with a shake of his hand, the handkerchief became more than three times larger, covering all the flying needles.

Both of them are masters of hidden weapons, and for a time they are flying knives, flying needles, sleeve darts, and sleeve arrows...... Dozens of hidden weapons flew all over the sky, and everyone watching the battle was overwhelmed, but when they heard a dense jingling sound, the stage was already full of all kinds of hidden weapons.

Hua Sheng couldn't care about much, his figure flashed, his hands were in unison, and seven delicate small flying knives roared towards Yu Hongzhi, this is the authentic "Huifeng Nine Changing Hands", this is the real Huifeng Tang's flying knife.

When Yu Hong saw it, he threw the handkerchief in his hand and went to the flying knife cover. How could Hua Pa be able to resist the flying knife, and was split into several pieces by the flying knife in an instant, but he still pounced on Hua Sheng with undiminished momentum. Hua Sheng kicked out with his right leg and swept the shards of the flower handkerchiefs to the ground. No matter how bad Yu Hongzhi was, seven flying knives flew around him rapidly, he was wrapped in it and there was no way, and the flying knives shot at Yu Hongzhi from different directions in the eighth circle.

Yu Hongzhi didn't dodge, but the flying knives didn't hurt him at all, and they were all scattered on the ground.

"How can this be?" Hanakatsu was shocked.

"I'm ashamed, I am wearing a 'silkworm treasure robe' on the lower body, and the sword is difficult to invade. Yu Hongzhi smiled.

"Despicable!" Hua Sheng was silent, and Liu Kai yelled.

Zhou Lingfeng on the stage suddenly tightened his face, because he saw Hua Sheng's figure swaying, and he was about to fall to the ground, Zhou Lingfeng hurriedly appeared on Hua Sheng's side and held him up.

"I forgot to say that my silk handkerchief is poisonous. Yu Hongzhi, the poisonous son, said with a smile.