Lu Xun was injured.

The palm power of the cold ice true qi is not bad, even if he has defense, his Zixia skill still can't be completely prevented.

Under the power of the cold ice palm, Lu Xun suffered a lot of internal injuries, but what made him more seriously injured was the long sword that Zuo Lengchan handed over at the end, although this sword was dodged by him for most of the damage, it still left a shallow wound on his chest.

"Senior Brother Lin, is the injury serious?" Ling Hu Chong stood a few steps away and looked at Lu Xun, and stopped when he saw Lu Xun shaking his hand and didn't let him come over.

At the end of the day, when everyone saw the scene, Ling Hu Chong and the others rushed to the front, and a few of them shouted from Yue Lingshan on the other side of Huashan, but she was pressed by Yue Buqun and couldn't come over, so she could only watch from a distance.

"Why bother with the left master?" Lu Xun clutched his chest and turned his head to look at Zuo Lengchan a few steps away.

Zuo Lengchan was even more seriously injured, and one of his left arms was almost broken. Half-kneeling on the ground, surrounded by a group of Songshan disciples, he was almost without combat effectiveness. Hearing Lu Xun's voice, he snorted coldly: "Lin ...... Lin Shaoxia not only has superb swordsmanship, but his kung fu is not bad. ”

"The cold and icy true qi of the left head is not bad. Lu Xun looked down at his left palm after the exchange, the frost had spread to his left arm, although he was suppressed here, he still looked a little scary.

He savored it, they were both true qi, and Zixia's true qi did not have an obvious advantage against cold ice true qi, at most it was comparable. Zuo Lengchan's cold ice true qi has been practiced for some years, and his strength lies in hurting the enemy, and Lu Xun Zixia's true qi cultivation is still a little short after all, even if the realm is raised, but the savings are still insufficient.

This time, the cold ice true qi faced the Zixia true qi, and Lu Xun felt partially suppressed.

"Hmph, as the head of Songshan, it is not a shame to say that he is good to compare swords, but in the end he still uses his fist!"

"Hmph......" Zuo Lengchan's face was very cold, and the cold ice true qi had not dissipated, and the cold qi outside the body at this time was even worse, and even the Songshan disciples who came over to prepare for support were difficult to approach.

Lin Shaoxia...... Strong martial arts, Zuo ...... Admit defeat!" Zuo Lengchan deserves to be a hero for a while, although the loss is very ugly, he still gritted his teeth and said this, and then ignored the people on the field, snorted coldly, and staggered down.

His injuries are somewhat serious, and if they are not treated in time, they are afraid that they will fall to the root of the disease.

When everyone in the audience heard Zuo Lengchan's words, they couldn't keep their mouths shut at all, and suddenly, the noise was loud, looking at Lu Xun's gaze, admiration, and disbelief were different, but more shocked.

This is also an exaggeration.

It was so exaggerated that almost no one could believe it, and even Fang Zheng and Chong Xuan and others couldn't believe this scene.

Fang Zheng turned his head to look at Chong Xu: "Does the Dao Chief know when Lin Shaoxia has such strength?"

Chong Xuan shook his head: "The abbot and I both saw Lin Xiaoyou at the same time, when will I know?" But I'm not surprised that Lin Xiaoyou is so high. As he spoke, his face revealed a mysterious color.

Fang Zheng was a little surprised: "Oh? Why is this......? What news did the Dao Chief get again?"

Chong Xuan smiled slightly: "Does the abbot know that there is a swordsman who has been hidden in Huashan for many years?"

"Huashan...... Feng Qingyang?" Fang Zheng seemed to have an understanding, and looked at Chong Xu: "How did you know that Lin Shaoxia had contact with Feng Qingyang?"

Chong smiled and said: "A few days ago, Lin Shaoxia went to Xiangyang, I don't know if the abbot knows?"

"Xiangyang?" Fang Zheng thought about it, and finally roughly understood that as the two famous masters of the martial arts, it was difficult to escape from what they knew about some of the hidden things back then.

Turning his head to look at Lu Xun and Ling Hu Chong on the side: "It seems that there are successors to Feng Qingyang, and there are two more highly talented juniors at once." ”

Chong Xuan also sighed, he thought of the situation of his own sect, and couldn't help but feel a little dull: "Mr. Feng is indeed extremely lucky, when he is old, with these two juniors, he will definitely not lose his ......Huashan swordsmanship."

The two of them chatted and sighed on the sidelines, but the development in the field did not stop at all, and even deviated a little.

"Even the left head has been defeated, it seems that the strength of Gongzi Sword Lin Pingzhi is unfathomable, who else can be defeated now?" said everyone.

"There shouldn't be anyone who can fight, and the whole world probably won't be able to choose the second place. Someone else pandered.

"It's a pity that the left head is a generation of heroes, and he is ...... one move away"

Saying that, everyone shouted in unison: "Gongzi Jianlin Shaoxia has strong martial arts and superb swordsmanship, and everyone can see that he is the best candidate for the head of the Wuyue faction!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded one after another, and some people even took the opportunity to praise:

"Please Gongzi Jian take the stage and be the head of the Wuyue faction!"

Everyone was stunned, and they all shouted that Lu Xun would come to the stage to be the leader. However, at this time, Lu Xun was indifferent to this, standing in place, quietly recovering his true qi, he knew that it was impossible for some people to let him be the head of Wuyue.

Sure enough, as soon as everyone's words fell, another person rushed out from the Wuyue faction.

As soon as this person came to the stage, he danced the folding fan in his hand, shook it gently, squinted at Lu Xun, turned to the group and said: "There are many talents in the Wuyue faction, Lin Pingzhi has no talent and no virtue, only one swordsmanship is acceptable, how can he be the head of the Wuyue faction!"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked, it was actually the head of the Huashan faction who had not spoken, Yue Buqun!

Someone among the crowd couldn't help but ask: "But Gongzi Jianlin Shaoxia has already defeated three Wuyue faction heads in a row, how can this martial arts swordsmanship also be the head of the Wuyue faction!"

Yue Buqun shook the folding fan gently, slowly stopped, and said slowly: "That's just the three heads of the Wuyue faction, among the five Yue, there is still me Huashan who didn't fight, Yue Mou is not talented, his talent is limited, but he definitely can't let other characters steal the position of the head!"

"Huh......? "It wasn't until this moment that everyone came back to their senses and realized that Yue Buqun's coming to power was not just to prevent Lu Xun from sitting on the head of the Wuyue faction, but even to compete for the head of the Wuyue faction!

The master beat the apprentice, this thing looks good.

Everyone looked at Lu Xun, who closed his eyes and breathed silently, and then looked at Ling Hu Chong, who looked surprised, and they felt that the meaning of this was quite interesting.

The two disciples of Huashan were driven out of the master by the master and became outcasts, but they joined Hengshan, which is also Wuyue, and made a name for themselves in Hengshan in one fell swoop.

Yue Buqun nodded: "The heroes here, who doesn't know that this Lin Pingzhi was a disciple of Huashan before, and now although he has superb swordsmanship, he has lost three heads in a row, but he has lost his talent and morality, and has stolen the name of the rivers and lakes.

Yue Buqun said slowly, and his words were all aimed at Lu Xun again, taking the opportunity to seal other people's mouths, and he wanted to use his hands to justify it.

Everyone was silent, although they felt that there was some truth, but they always felt that this was a bit of a strong word, the current situation is that your apprentice has defeated all the masters, whether Lu Xun wants to let himself or Ling Hu Chong be the head of the house, it is their Hengshan business, thinking about it this way, you really have no place to put your face as a master?

What's more, these two people are also outcasts who have been expelled from the sect, whether it is righteousness or others, Yue Buqun was forced to make this move.

Anyone can be the head, but neither of these two can do it.

Ning Zhong looked at Yue Buqun in the center of the Fengzen platform, and suddenly felt that she couldn't understand this husband who had been in the same bed for more than 20 years, and she felt a little strange.

Her eyes were slightly different, and her face gradually sank.

Yue Buqun saw that everyone was silent after he said this, he knew that there might be some strong words, but he didn't care, the king was defeated or defeated, the correct words were always in the hands of the winner, he looked at Lu Xun, who gradually opened his eyes at this time, put away the folding fan, and said slowly:

"Lin Pingzhi, you made a mistake before and were expelled from the division, since you can be enlightened, you have the opportunity to join the decent Hengshan of Wuyue again, and you should work for the benefit of the world, why are you still messing around so much here?"

Lu Xun raised his head and smiled lightly: "Mr. Yue, this is wrong, being the head of Wuyue is just seeking benefits for the righteous path of martial arts, isn't Mr. Yue also here? Is it also nonsense?"

Yue Buqun's face turned cold: "Lin Pingzhi, not long after you joined the Hengshan faction, you actually learned this flamboyant words with your master, forgetting the teachings in Huashan in the past, it seems that I drove the two of you out of the sect that day, it is really correct, otherwise, the two of you will continue to ruin my name of Huashan!"

Lu Xun smiled again: "Why does Mr. Yue have to talk so much, is it to compare swords or words?"

Yue Buqun's face turned cold and dark, but he finally endured it, squinted at Lu Xun's frost-sealed left hand, and snorted coldly: "You are injured, I won't fight you, let your senior brother come." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Ling Hu Chong, who had been standing on the side for a long time: "Ling Hu Chong, come on, let me see if you have forgotten my teachings when you enter Heng Mountain." ”