Ma Xian replied: "In Xia Xian, the second disciple of the late Xuanwen Zhangjiao, the master sent me to ask for a lesson from Hezhangmen. ”

"Good. He Zhennan said: "Jiuxuanmen is really full of talents, and the younger disciples dare to challenge me." Under the tone, there is a hint of arrogance.

Ma Xian didn't argue much, pulled out the long sword, and did the same, but he kept the long sword in his hand and threw the scabbard to the approaching junior brother.

Ma Xian first saluted, and then said: "The disciple is only shallow in learning, and he can't do without the sword, so Master He forgives me." ”

He Zhennan nodded, turned to fly up to the big tree behind him, broke a slender branch from the tree, and said to Ma Xian: "Today, I will only talk about sword moves, not about cultivation." ”

Speaking of martial arts alone, He Zhennan can really be regarded as a generation of grandmasters. Even in today's situation, it can be mainly taught to future generations, and there is no need to use branches instead of abandoning the Wanjun Sword, although the tone is arrogant, but this is also a shortcoming that cannot be changed in his life, and there is no malice in itself.

Ma Xian heard the meaning, and bowed again to show respect, He Zhennan made a gesture of please, and Ma Xian stabbed him with his sword.

He Zhennan was behind him with one hand, and he dodged Ma Xian's sword edge sideways, and with a turn of the situation, he had already circled behind Ma Xian, and the branch in his hand was struck, if it was an ordinary person, this move would be beaten to the back.

However, Ma Xian, who is proficient in swordsmanship, could not make such a low-level mistake.

The branches of Nahe Zhennan were everywhere, and the horse had already stepped forward, turning around and striking back. Fang Cai's move was actually the two moves of the Nine Xuanmen Immortal Sword Technique's Immortal Guiding Path and Immortal Pathfinding in succession.

He Zhennan suddenly understood that when he turned sideways just now, he was a normal reaction, and he had already entered the sword path of this horse. Now that the branches are not withdrawn, they can't resist in person, He Zhennan spun back, and the horse swooped into the air with a sword, and then flew out with a second sword, which had the momentum of giving up on me.

At this time, He Zhennan was already able to get his hands on it, but he stopped, the branches were protected in front of him, Ma Xian's sword blade came again, He Zhennan's old skills were repeated, a sideways, different from before, but it was a hard touch, the branch blocked the sword edge, and slid down for a while, just against the width of Ma Xian's sword hilt.

Ma Xian knew that it was not good, and just about to return the sword, He Zhennan turned down, and the branch followed the blade of the long sword, and the lower head became the upper head and went around the side of the sword back order.

The branch protruded, Ma Xian slacked off for a moment, He Zhennan had already grabbed the end of the protruding branch with his right hand and walked towards Ma Xian's face.

Ma Xian was secretly shocked, although this was just a branch, in the hands of a master like He Zhennan, it was like a sharp blade.

At this moment, Ma Xian's attention was all on this, and he dodged sideways, but unexpectedly, He Zhennan's move was a sound attack, and his left hand grabbed Ma Xian's right hand holding the sword, and secretly strengthened it, and snatched Ma Xian's long sword.

When Ma Xian was back up, He Zhennan had already discarded the value, and pointed the sword in his left hand at Ma Xian's chest.

I only heard He Zhennan comment: "You are skilled in swordsmanship, and your sword momentum is also good, the only drawback is that you relaxed your guard as soon as you saw me using a branch, but you don't know that the sword is the way to win?"

"Teachable. Ma Xian took the long sword that had just been taken away by He Zhennan, and bowed down again.

When Xuankong and Xuanxu saw this scene, they all sighed secretly. They didn't sigh that Ma Xian was defeated by He Zhennan in such a short time, they sighed that He Zhennan, such a hero, a generation of grandmasters, but he was in the same stream with Long Yingtian and others, and was willing to be a thief. It turned out that the reputation was created under the pen of Qing Zhusheng, but now I am afraid that it will only be an infamy in the future, and nothing else.

Xuan Yi was originally a little disgusted with He Zhennan, for He Zhennan's move, the pure seniors taught the juniors, and under such a special occasion today, Xuan Yi was not so disgusted in an instant.

After Ma Xian retreated, He Zhennan also retreated.

I only heard Puhua answer: "Four wins in these seven games, our side has won two." The third is me, I don't know who the three elders will fight?" Puhua asked sharply, and asked Xuankong to choose one of the three to fight.

Xuankong closed his eyes slightly and said lightly: "There are many people in my Jiuxuanmen who are your contemporaries. ”

Obviously, even Xuankong is a little disgusted with the generalization of this person who is not human, and who is not a ghost.

Murong Qi stepped out in response, stood in the center with his sword, and said, "In the third game, Murong Qi will fight on behalf of the division. ”

Puhua frowned, a little angry.

Although this Murong Qi has the name of the Little Sword Saint, he was the first among his peers before he practiced this Great Futu Sutra, but compared with his current self, there must be some gaps.

Puhua originally wanted to humiliate Xuankong, but he didn't expect it to be Murong Qi. Murong Qi is quite famous in the rivers and lakes, but now that he defeats him, it is inevitable that he will not be praised.

Puhua slowly stood up, stepped forward, and said in a rather strange tone: "Senior Brother Murong Qi, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Three years ago, at Long Yingtian's martial arts conference, and before Hong Wu's 100th birthday banquet, the two of them had met, although the relationship was not very familiar, but they also respected each other.

Senior Brother Puhua is not as friendly as before.

Murong was already quite shocked when he saw his appearance, and even if he saw him again today, it was like a dream.

Murong Qi persuaded: "The sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore." ”

Puhua smiled bitterly: "If your mother became a victim because of the Xiao family's hypocrisy, you would not be so generous." ”

Murong Qi asked rhetorically: "But now, how many people will repeat the same mistakes in this turmoil you provoked?"

"It's none of my business. At this time, Puhua was already numb: "I just need to get rid of my demons, and this is enough." ”

"If you take revenge, the demons in your heart will be solved?" Murong asked this question, Puhua only thought for a while, and then said, "At least I have peace of mind." ”

Murong Qi frowned: "You are now in the devil, do you know?"

Puhua sneered, and suddenly became more and more hideous: "Whether I fall into the devil or not, it has nothing to do with you!"

As soon as the words fell, Puhua rushed towards Murong Qi, Murong Qi raised his sword, a bell rang, and the sword qi was directed towards the palm force, and the two were only one step apart, and suddenly Puhua's eyes lit up, his robe flew up, Murong Qi couldn't support it, and he grabbed the sword of the virtuous and took six steps back.

Unexpectedly, Murong Qi took the sword in his right hand, but he began to tremble slightly, and his left hand was also placed behind him, quietly unloading.

Xuankong and the others really saw it, with Murong Qi's cultivation, it was already the top level of the rivers and lakes, if this Puhua did not have such a cultivation as Xuanqing, it would be absolutely impossible to force Murong Qi to retreat with one palm, it can be seen that the legend of this Great Futu Sutra is true.

Tang Xiaoxiao in the crowd behind him suddenly secretly put the hidden weapon in his hand, Yang Feng grabbed it and asked in a low voice: "Take it back, you can't help, don't make a mess." ”

Tang Xiaoxiao glanced at Yang Feng and put the hidden weapon back away.

If Murong Qi loses again, the pressure on Tang Xiaoxiao's side will be great.