At present, there are three wins in five games, and Jiuxuanmen can also be regarded as a narrow victory. Even if Yang Feng is not martial, but the competition has always only looked at the results, Zhang San's son himself has nothing to say, and Cao Mengbo has no objections.

At this time, the best mood is the three masters of Xuankong, because the victory or loss of today's Nine Xuanmen is related to their face, after all, they are the representatives of the current Nine Xuanmen. And Cao Mengbo's mood is extremely bad, this result greatly affects morale, and he can't hide it if he wants to. If you didn't bring these soldiers up, there would be a way out, but these soldiers came up, competed, and saw in their eyes, there were so many masters of Jiuxuanmen, they saw the gap, and naturally lost their previous excitement.

Xuankong got up and said: "General Cao, I don't have big fish and meat in my Daomen, but there is still coarse tea and light rice, today you have to go up this mountain, I have already ordered someone to prepare tea and food, and please move with me to the inner hall to eat, so that I can do my landlord's friendship." ”

Cao Mengbo had something to say, but Xuan Xuan said: "Rise, you go to receive these distinguished guests who came up today, General Cao and his uncles still have something to say, so it is inconvenient to disturb." ”

"Yes. Murong Qi stood up and went to greet Mo Ming and the others outside the martial arts arena.

After Yang Feng got off the field, Tang Xiaoxiao rushed to help, and An Ziyu said with a look of admiration: "What kind of swordsmanship are you, go back and teach me two tricks." ”

Yang Feng wanted to try his best to be a man in front of Long Xiaoyuan, so he made the action of wiping the blood from his mouth with his hand, but at this time, the blood on his mouth had already dried up, and only a piece of red remained. Tang Xiaoxiao pushed Yang Feng away and said stupidly: "I thought you had something!"

Yang Feng grinned and said, "It's a little thing, but it's just a small thing." I'm fine. You can rest assured. After saying that, he slapped his chest twice.

"Cut. Tang Xiaoxiao clasped his hands in front of his chest, looked at An Ziyu with satisfaction, and said, "Your sixth level of sword qi seems to have fallen. ”

An Ziyu knew that Tang Xiao was Yang Feng, but he didn't have confidence: "I don't believe it, he doesn't even know how the moves of the sword qi are in all directions, how can he help me." ”

Yang Feng glanced at An Ziyu and said, "Senior Brother Murong doesn't understand either, isn't your fifth weight the one he ordered you." ”

"But Senior Brother Murong is a Little Sword Saint, so he is naturally more powerful. An Ziyu replied without thinking.

"Hey, hey. Yang Feng hugged An Ziyu and Tang Xiaoxiao, one on the left and one on the left: "I said brother, since Xuanwen taught me these internal forces, I have seen it more thoroughly than anyone else." The so-called high-level martial arts, but they all come from the heart. When you are confident in your heart, you will be able to practice your divine skills. The nine swords I had just now were taught to me by Xuan Qingzhen not long ago, and you see that I didn't learn them in a few days. Your sword qi is a bit more complicated, but as long as I have recovered all my internal strength in the past few days and given you a few layers, do you think this seventh layer is still difficult?"

An Ziyu's eyes lit up: "Sounds good, or you are interesting enough." ”

"That's it. Yang Feng pretended to be confident, but in fact, he knew that the internal force could not be easily passed on, if the two of them were really fond of each other, it would cause disaster. At the beginning, Xuanwen also decided to pass it on to Yang Feng's pulse, which Yang Feng would not. Yang Feng's plan was just to use the pretext of passing on internal strength to give An Ziyu a hint and make him confident. An Ziyu didn't learn much about the martial arts of Jiuxuanmen in the year he came in, and his mind was all about the study of this sword qi in all directions. Now Tang Xiaoxiao and Long Xiaoyuan are already three generations of disciples, and only An Ziyu is still in the fourth generation. I don't know if An Ziyu deliberately hid it or what's going on, but An Ziyu failed in the last exam of the three generations of disciples. It was expected that this had something to do with the fact that he didn't dare to use his sword qi in all directions, but his performance was too poor, so he couldn't become a third-generation disciple. Only a few people knew about An Ziyu's practice of sword qi, except for Yang Feng's five people, only Murong Qi, Yu Pianpian and Xuanqing. Night Night Chinese

In Yang Feng's impression, Jiuxuanmen is very tolerant and a model of venerability.

In the Nine Xuanmen Zhenwu Palace, as soon as the three of Xuankong entered the door with Cao Mengbo, the main hall was locked up.

The inside was very bright, and Xuanqing sat on the main seat of the main hall and closed his eyes to recuperate. Cao Mengbo could guess the identity of this person at a glance. Cao Mengbo knew that Xuanqing was pretending to be in retreat, but he really didn't expect Xuanqing to be here. Xuanqing is on the rivers and lakes and the existence of Master Hongwu of the Empty Pure Buddha Temple, the top three masters of the world on the list of Qingzhu heroes, at this moment he is sitting in the hall, when the real fairy wind bones, there is a feeling of heaven descending to earth, which makes people feel awe-inspired.

Cao Mengbo hurriedly stepped forward to pay respects and said, "Senior Cao Mengbo, meet Xuanqing Zhenren." ”

Xuanqing slowly opened his eyes, bowed slightly, and said, "General Cao has come from afar and is fortunate, please take a seat." ”

"Yes. At this moment, Cao Mengbo didn't dare to say more, and sat down with the three of Xuankong.

Xuanqing knew in his heart that if he didn't speak, no one would dare to speak, if he didn't talk about it, today would be the past, and the armor soldiers of the Huizhou Mansion under the mountain would not retreat. This is a great apology to the ancestors.

Xuanqing asked, "General Cao is the descendant of Cao Sande, the former Guiyuan hero?"

"Exactly. Cao Mengbo hurriedly agreed.

Xuanqing recalled: "In that year, Emperor Qianxuan was a disaster for the people of Suzhou, and the general of Suzhou refused to pay tribute to the imperial court, so he was convicted and sentenced to death. Ling Tang stepped forward to rob the prisoner car to rescue the Suzhou Mansion Ling, and asked him to lead his wife and children to Huizhou to settle down. However, Emperor Qianxuan brutalized Zhongliang and left no one alive, and wanted to send a killer to assassinate the Suzhou Mansion Ling family. Lingtang sent a letter to me, asking me to save his family, so as not to destroy the door. Hou Lingtang was killed by the wicked Lu Zipoi, and the martial arts of the rivers and lakes were moved. The first uprising of the Jianghu sect began with Lingtang. ”

Cao Mengbo was surprised, probably because the time was too rushed, and his father did not tell him about it. At that time, Cao Sande knew that he had offended the imperial court and that his time was running out, so he didn't want to affect his wife and children, so he sent Cao Mengbo and his mother to the Shangguan Wufu in Tanzhou early to protect them, and he was alone in Suzhou waiting for Emperor Qianxuan's revenge.

At that time, Cao Jiayun had just been born, Cao Mengbo was distracted for a while, but he didn't expect his father to die generously, and when he got the news, the old man had already returned to bliss. Every time he thought of this moment, Cao Mengbo gritted his teeth, which is why he defected to the Xiao family. Destroying the rule of a thousand families is also the ambition in Cao Mengbo's heart.

In the past 20 years, Cao Mengbo has witnessed the rise of the new world under the rule of the Xiao family, and he admires Xiao Shifeng's benevolence and Xiao Tiantu's ambition very much, so he is willing to be sent by him.

Cao Mengbo said: "My father's righteousness is still unforgettable. Cao Mou was a distant villain and a gentleman, and he also followed his father's teachings, and at all times, he thought about the morality of the rivers and lakes and the hearts of the people in the world. My father is worthy of a hero, and he dares to be a man. Cao Mengbo finished speaking with a tone of admiration, and was unanimously recognized by the four seniors present.