"Is he letting Yu Xiuchun do this?"

A disciple of the Xishan Sword Sect, who was long and his hair was tied up with a cloth belt casually, and he looked a little unkempt, said in a slightly cold voice.

The Xishan Sword Sect was one of the four major sword sects in the Changling area a hundred years ago, even today, there are many rising stars who are faintly ahead of it, but the Xishan Sword Sect is still a first-class place of cultivation, and its heritage is even more incomparable to ordinary cultivation sects. The sword scriptures of the Xishan Sword Sect, such as the Xishan Sword Sutra, the Jianliu Sutra and many other sword scriptures are no longer hidden and widely circulated, but the more so, the more the swordsmanship of the Xishan Sword Sect has been studied by countless generations of sword masters, but it has become more and more powerful. Those who can enter the hall and become the introductory disciples of the Xishan Sword Sect are naturally not ordinary people.

This disciple of the Xishan Sword Sect who stood out was Song Zhengyue, and he ranked first in the entry sword test of the Xishan Sword Sect last year.

That's when he was the first to see the problem.

"Yu Xiuchun is injured. ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was still cold, "Wang Jingmeng didn't want to take advantage of him, so he did this." ”

"Is he crazy? In the face of Yu Xiuchun, he actually thinks that this is fair?"

A disciple of the Xishan Sword Sect wearing a yellow shirt couldn't help but say in a cold voice.

Song Zhengyue took a deep breath, but his breathing was a little difficult.

Since Yu Xiuchun agreed to compete with him, it means that he has made all preparations, so he doesn't have to give in this way at all, because even if he doesn't let him, no one will feel that it is unfair. ”

He looked at Wang Jingmeng's figure and said slowly: "It's just the same as what he said after he defeated Qiu Guyu at the beginning, but this represents the attitude he wants to inform Changling." ”

.......

"Let's go. ”

At the edge of one of the alleys, a young voice rang out in the carriage of a horse-drawn carriage.

"Don't look at it?"

The driver of the car was slightly stunned, at this time, even he felt that the sword competition was wonderful, especially Wang Jingmeng's many sword moves, even he never thought that those sword moves could be used like that.

"Yu Xiuchun's resources are limited, he has practiced for so many years, and he is still in such a realm, his swordsmanship is decent, he does not seek merit, but he seeks no fault, there is nothing to look forward to, plus he is injured, the qi itself is unstable, and there are more flaws. As for this king Jingmeng, although every sword is impeccable, but the real sword competition, one sword is enough, why do you have so many moves. ”

The young voice in the carriage sounded softly again.

The driver of the car turned the horse's head a little reluctantly, and someone was secretly restraining him, but the carriage left without hindrance.

The curtain was blown by the breeze and gently swayed outward.

The bright light shone on the face of the young man in the carriage, and the young man's complexion was a little too fair, but when it was illuminated by the sun, it appeared a little transparent, and even the color of blood vessels appeared.

The clothes on his body were dark black brocade, and the soft black brocade cloth was embroidered with pine and crane patterns.

......

Yu Xiuchun's chest gradually burned.

There was a look of admiration in his eyes.

He had already made more than thirty swords, and each sword he did his best, but they were all broken by the king's dream.

He never thought that there was such a junior who competed with him, and he didn't need to give in to himself, but let him in this way.

Just as the young man in black brocade in the carriage said, he knew that the flow of qi in his body was becoming more and more unsmooth, and it was impossible for him to defeat Wang Jingmeng.

In his life, most of the time he has been teaching people to learn swords, and he usually uses swords, but also strives to let his students see the sword moves clearly, so as to comprehend.

His opponents, with his usual habits, are indeed too decent.

However, today, as he unleashed his sword, there seemed to be a completely different sword intent in his mind.

It's a feeling that's hard to describe in words.

It's like he is standing calmly on the top of the mountain, there are countless flowing clouds flowing by, and his mood is becoming more and more comfortable, and he only feels that there is a certain charm in those flowing clouds, but he can't say it clearly for a while.

But over time, this indescribable charm has become clearer and clearer, and it has become a kind of chest that erupts out.

With a snort, he naturally used this sword intent.

The middle door in front of him was wide open, and it seemed that all of them were flawed, but his sword was like a flying cloud passing by the edge of a cliff, light and agile that it was difficult to catch a trace.

Almost at the same time, there was a loud storm in front of Wang Jingmeng, and the sword in his hand shook violently, bringing out countless sword shadows!

Bang Bang Bang .....

Countless thumps rang out in front of him, like a torrential rain hitting the plantains.

"It's a good trick to flow out of the sky, and it's a good trick to rain plantains at night. ”

Some people sincerely admired.

Yu Xiuchun and Wang Jingmeng's bodies were suddenly separated.

Both are stepping back.

There was an exclamation.

Because there was a blood line flowing from the corner of Yu Xiuchun's mouth.

However, in the next moment, Yu Xiuchun laughed out loud.

"Thank you!"

He bowed earnestly to Wang Jingmeng and said, "Be taught." ”

Wang Jingmeng looked at his smile, smiled slightly, and bowed seriously in return.

Yu Xiuchun said no more, turned around and walked to his carriage.

......

"That's it?"

"So who's going to win and who's going to lose?"

There was an uproar.

Most of these voices came from ordinary people who didn't know how to cultivate, but they were also the voices of the vast majority of Xishan Sword Sect disciples gathered at the window at this time.

"Senior Brother Song, what do they mean by this?" A disciple of the Xishan Sword Sect couldn't help but turn his head and look at Song Zhengyue and asked.

"Yu Xiuchun has been teaching people sword tricks all his life, today he said that he is taught, he is the only one who teaches people on weekdays, but today's invisibly, it is Wang Jingmeng who has learned from him compared to the sword. Song Zhengyue's face was a little ugly.

He also knew that his face was ugly, in fact, he was not in a bad mood, but his mood was too heavy at this time.

He took a deep breath again, tried his best to calm himself, and said, "Wang Jingmeng didn't just give in like that, these sword moves he used had ulterior motives. ”

"Senior Brother Song, do you mean to say... Wang Jingmeng actually took advantage of the situation and led Yu Xiuchun to make a breakthrough in the sword realm?"

Song Zhengyue didn't reply, and the Xishan Sword Sect Master who had kept pointing out the names of the two swords before didn't say anything.

These disciples of the Xishan Sword Sect were speechless any longer.

At this time, there is no need to ask whether the victory or defeat belongs.

......

"It's a person from the Xishan Sword Sect. ”

Lin Boiling Wine came to Wang Jingmeng's side, and at this time, he saw the young cultivators who kept coming out of that building, and he couldn't help but whisper.

Yan Xinlan nodded.

"From beginning to end, you just used one last move from our Bashan Sword Field. ”

Lin Zhujiu couldn't help but look at Wang Jingmeng and complained softly: "Can you use more sword moves from the Bashan Sword Field?" There are so many people from the Xishan Sword Sect today, I'm really afraid that you will use the sword moves of the Xishan Sword Sect." ”

"Oh?"

Wang Jingmeng was slightly stunned, suddenly smiled, and said, "Yes, next time, which sect will have the most people, I will use more of their sect's sword moves." ”

Lin Zhuanjiu and Yan Xinlan were stunned for a moment, but then Lin Zhuanjiu understood the meaning of his words, so he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Who did you learn this method of stirring up trouble?"

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