Xiao gradually left his gaze, the sword light in his hand trembled, it was the "Seventy-two Road Soul Chasing and Killing Sword", although Xiao Wanli could not reach the kung fu of one sword of the Dustless Dao Chief, he could stab four or five swords, but he still had the kung fu of stabbing two or three swords when he took out one sword.

One move and one style 'poisonous snake out of the hole', 'Scorpion Secret Sting', etc., the black-clothed disciple had the heart to fight back, but the swordsmanship was too fast, and he even struggled to parry, let alone fight back.

If he really fought to the death, regardless of hitting Xiao Wanli's lungs or head with a palm, he was afraid that his palm had not touched Xiao Wanli, and Xiao Wanli's sword had already pierced his heart or slashed his neck, after all, it was impossible for him to practice the calluses on his palms to his heart or neck.

Huashan swordsmanship is too decent, one move and one style make the enemy clear about the purpose of the move, dealing with a hard-working master like the black-clothed disciple, unless his swordsmanship is really superb, or his physical strength is great, or he has a divine weapon, even if it is an iron sand palm, he can cut off his palm, otherwise, using Huashan swordsmanship is simply completely restrained by the other party, and the 'Seventy-two Road Deadly Soul Chasing Sword' are all insidious moves, and the fast sword is unparalleled,

It is the nemesis of these hard-fought martial artists. Unless his palm speed is faster than the sword technique, but how can that be, the sword weapon is already known for its lightness, and Xiao Wanli is a fast sword technique, how can the black-clothed disciple's palm be faster than Xiao Wanli's sword.

This black-clothed disciple who claimed to be an old boy was shocked in his heart, how could this person, who had been abolished a few years ago, suddenly recover his legs and feet, and still have such a fast swordsmanship, this fast sword even reminded him of Wen Feiqing.

He already knew that he was not Xiao Wanli's opponent, and he also felt that Xiao Wanli had no intention of hurting his life, otherwise even if he protected his vital point, there would be countless wounds on his body, and at that time, he would bleed to death.

But this disciple is still young, and he still has the stubborn pride of a young man, the years of the rivers and lakes have not worn away his persistence, he can't pull down his face and open his mouth, he is not mature enough to choose life without hesitation in dignity and life.

In fact, the man in black did not guess wrong, although Xiao Jianli had poisonous moves and frequent ruthless moves, which made it difficult for the black-clothed disciple to deal with, but Xiao Jianli didn't want to hurt his life, after all, although the black-clothed disciple looked down on him, Xiao Jianli felt that the black-clothed disciple had no murderous aura, and simply wanted to drive Xiao Wanli away, so Xiao Wanli left a little strength in his hand.

"That's enough, stop. A middle-aged man's voice came from the door of the bamboo building.

For the black-clothed disciple, this was tantamount to the sound of heaven, and he immediately retreated a few feet, panting.

Xiao gradually stared away from his gaze, and there was a middle-aged man in black standing at the door, and next to him stood a woman wearing a purple samurai suit, a narrow sword hanging from her waist, and a heroic woman, it was Wen Feiqing.

There was a trace of surprise in the middle-aged man's gaze that could not be concealed, but Xiao Wanli's gaze was staring at Wen Feiqing's body.

"Yesterday, it was you who fought Shen Qingyun in Yongfeng City?"

Xiao gradually twitched from her temples, it seemed that when she was helping herself and Gu Huan yesterday, she really didn't look at him with the right eyes, if she looked at him with the right eyes, how could she forget it in one day.

"Exactly. Thank you for breaking the siege yesterday. ”

"It doesn't matter, you are a member of my Yingshan sect, since I have met you, how can you be bullied by people from other sects. Wen Feiqing said lightly, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with herself.

"Thank you, Senior Sister. ”

"Hmm. Wen Feiqing bowed his head slightly, "What's your name?"

"Senior brother Xiao gradually left. Xiao gradually wondered why Wen Feiqing seemed to be very interested in him today, but if he could have a good relationship with her, as the only daughter of her head of the sect, it would definitely be of great benefit to the development of his sect in the future.

But what Xiao gradually didn't know was that Wen Feiqing had never liked to take care of the internal affairs of the sect disciples, and besides, she rarely appeared in front of the sect disciples, and she mostly cultivated in other places, and she didn't have time to take care of it if she wanted to.

"Your swordsmanship is good, but your swordsmanship potential is more than that, and you need to practice more. Wen Feiqing held the scabbard on his waist and said to Xiao Wanli.

Xiao gradually bowed his head slightly, and did not speak.

But the middle-aged man's eyes changed again, these two people still seem to know each other, Wen Feiqing seems to have saved Xiao Wanli?

Wen Feiqing saw that Xiao was leaving and didn't say more, turned around and the middle-aged man said, "Elder Mo, it looks like you have other important matters, so I'll leave first." ”

Feiqing walked slowly. ”

"Hmm. Wen Feiqing agreed coldly, then went down the mountain to leave, and when he passed by Xiao Wanli's side, he turned to Xiao Wanli and said, "I hope that the next time I see you, your fast sword and swordsmanship will surprise me enough." ”

"Thank you, senior sister, junior brother will do his best. Wen Feiqing nodded, then didn't look back and went down the mountain.

"Come in with me. The person who was called Elder Mo by Wen Feiqing said to Xiao Wanli, this Elder Mo is the Mo Chunqiu who brought him to the Yingshan Sect three years ago in Xiao Wanli's memory.

However, it is only a short period of three years, this Mo Chunqiu is much older than the master who brought him back to the mountain faction in Xiao Wanli's memory, although he is still middle-aged, his temples have gradually grown and his hands are withered.

This Mo Chunqiu, didn't Mo Chunqiu suffer any injuries? The injury has not healed, or there is a secret disease hiding, so Xiao gradually separated from Mo Chunqiu's behavior of wanting to quickly cultivate a successor who may win enough voice in the sect, this behavior is more understanding.

At the same time, he also had a better understanding of Mo Chunqiu's reluctance to offend the Second Elder, in a word, whoever has the biggest fist in the rivers and lakes makes sense, and Mo Chunqiu's physical condition is no longer suitable for life and death fighting.

This Wen Chunqiu is no longer young, not in terms of age, but in the body, normally speaking, the age of the martial artist in the late day after tomorrow is about one hundred and fifty to two hundred years old, such as Wen Chunqiu is around fifty years old, although it is said to be middle-aged, compared to the life span of the late martial artist of the day after tomorrow, he is still in the prime of life. But with this old appearance, Xiao gradually became curious, as a cheap master, how many percent of martial arts were left.

Xiao gradually left and followed Mo Chunqiu into the bamboo building, "Do it." Wen Chunqiu sat on the main seat and said to Xiao Wanli, and then casually picked up double the tea and tasted it carefully.

Xiao gradually left but did not sit, "Disciple Xiao gradually left to see the master. Xiao gradually left Mo Chunqiu and made a gesture, joking, he was here to worship the dock, although Mo Chunqiu gave him face, but now he really can't ask for it.