As soon as the words fell, a figure flashed into the room. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Fengyun looked intently, and saw that the person was wearing a soapy blue shirt, thin and tall, with an iron whip wrapped around his waist, and six flying knives, and there was an indescribable feminine taste in his demeanor, but it could be seen that this person was a first-class master, but he didn't know what his strength was.

The man arched his hand to the surroundings and said softly: "My name is Qiu Xian, and the master of the rivers and lakes gave me the nickname 'Jin Mao', this time I represented Feng Chenwei of the Southern Han Dynasty to participate in the competition, throwing bricks and attracting jade, I don't know which friend is willing to come up and have a discussion with me?"

Qiu Xian said it politely, but the slightest chill in his eyes told everyone that this was not the case.

Those who are familiar with Qiu Xian know what kind of existence he is that kills people without blinking. Qiu Xian's nickname is called Jin Mao, but people in the rivers and lakes are more accustomed to calling him "Jin Mao Ren Tu", this person is ruthless, sinister and insidious, completely ignoring the rules of the rivers and lakes that do not cause trouble to his family, if he does not make a move, he will definitely cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and leave no trouble.

However, this person has Feng Chenwei behind him, and behind Feng Chenwei is the entire Southern Tang Dynasty, and his martial arts are extremely high, no one dares to provoke him. In the Southern Tang Dynasty, this person was quite famous.

Li Fengyun, as the general of Fengyunwei, also has a set of intelligence sources behind him, although he does not know all the masters in the world, but he knows a little bit about the famous masters.

In fact, in fact, the real strength to dominate the world is nothing more than those forces: Khitan, Dajin, Southern Tang, Houshu and some ambitious heroes.

Other forces, even if they receive the Sutra, will dedicate it to one of these forces in exchange for their own benefits.

"Qiu Xian, I will come to meet you!" Li Fengyun was thinking about it when he suddenly heard someone shouting.

Li Fengyun raised his eyes, only to see a gray-clothed Taoist man, walking slowly into the hall with a sword on his back, glanced at Qiu Xian coldly, snorted lightly, and then shook around, and said: "Immeasurable blessing and longevity, poor Dao Dao number Zhenxu, from Nanchu Yuanqingguan, and come to meet this Qiu Xian fellow Daoist, saying that he has a few catties and two, and he dares to be that jumping clown in front of the world's heroes!"

Zhenxu Daoist is very popular, and he is obviously a first-class master, but his reputation is not obvious, and there are not many people in the world who know him.

Yuanqingguan is a supporter of Southern Chu, and has always been at odds with the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the Taoists of Yuanqingguan and Fengchenwei of the Southern Tang Dynasty have been fighting openly and secretly, and they have always had grudges against each other. Qiu Xian has even killed many disciples of Yuan Qingguan, how can the enemy not be blushing when they meet?

Since the Southern Tang Dynasty sent troops to Fujian, it has been devastating all the way, and the days of the demise of Fujian have been numbered, and Southern Chu has a stronger heart for Southern Tang.

Therefore, seeing Qiu Xian of the Southern Tang Dynasty jumping out, Yuan Qingguan immediately jumped out.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Qiu Xianyin laughed a few times, and sneered at each other, "It turned out to be a Zhenxu Daoist, is there no one in Yuanqingguan? Actually let you play? Three years ago, you couldn't win against me, and you escaped with your life, do you think you can win me now?"

It turned out that there was a personal grudge between Qiu Xian and the Zhenxu Daoist, no wonder the Zhenxu Daoist was not polite to Qiu Xian at all.

"If you can't beat it, you have to fight to know, why do you need to take advantage of that tongue?"

Qiu Xian didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, so he untied the iron whip wrapped around his waist, and just waited for Zhang Zongyuan to give an order.

"Let's go!" Zhang Zongyuan shouted and withdrew from the field.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a figure flashing, and the iron whip of Qiu Xian's hand suddenly flew up, as fast as a flash, and rolled straight towards the Zhenxu Daoist.

It turned out that Qiu Xian's iron whip had many fine holes, and the sound of the wind poured into it, and all kinds of strange sounds continued, which could distract the opponent's attention, disturb people's minds, and his skills were slightly weaker, and the sound of the ghost crying wolf alone could not stand it.

Zhenxu Daoist had moved with Qiu Xian, and he knew that his iron whip had this means, so he snorted lightly, Tianxuan's sword flickered, and the Dao robe bulged high, which was a manifestation of his profound skills. I saw him flash the iron whip and fly a sword like thunder and stab straight at Qiu Xian's chest.

The evil aura emanating from around Tianxuan's sword enveloped Qiu Xian like a cage.

Qiu Xian didn't panic, he didn't retreat, he took a step forward, waved his left hand and cut at the wrist of the Zhenxu Daoist, and with a slight shake of his right hand, the iron whip was like a spiritual snake and suddenly turned around and swirled, and the whip head jumped straight to the liquid acupoint under the armpit of the Zhenxu Daoist, fast and fast.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he didn't wait for the trick to get old, he had already changed his moves, changed his stab to sharpen, and faced the whip head, and at the same time poked the spirit ruin cave of Qiu Xian with a finger of his left hand.

With a "ding" sound, the iron whip and the sword struck, and the two majestic true elements intersected, swinging a circle of grand fluctuations, sweeping towards all directions.

The first- and second-rate masters who watched the battle around were just that, after all, the aftermath of the shock couldn't hurt them, but some third-rate disciples of the various factions who were taken up the mountain to watch the battle with less skill couldn't stand it, and several people who were close to it snorted as if they had received a heavy blow to their chests, and they spit out a mouthful of blood one after another.

At this time, those third-rate masters around them knew that the competition of the original first-class masters was not so good-looking, and they were three feet away from the two of them, and the aftermath of the stirred True Yuan could also hurt them.

"That's amazing!" someone in the crowd gasped.

The all-out struggle of a first-class master is beyond the imagination of a third-rate master.

Fortunately, there are not many third-rate masters on the top of the Jade Emperor, less than two hundred.

In fact, in a competition like this, there is not much to see with the martial arts cultivation of a third-rate master. Just like at the beginning, Li Fengyun couldn't understand the fight between the drunken Taoist and Yeluming in the tavern. The reason why many sects took them up the mountain was mainly to let them see and broaden their eyes.

This is also one of the reasons why there are tens of thousands of martial arts masters, but only two or three thousand people can be allowed to go up the mountain.

Zhang Zongyuan, who was on the sidelines, frowned, and shouted loudly: "Please restrain your respective disciples, and the second- and third-rate disciples retreat to the wooden platform three zhang away from the white circle, so as not to be injured by mistake." ”

Seeing that it is powerful, who would dare to leave it to chance? Second-rate masters have retreated one after another, including many first-class masters.

The crowd watching the battle was in turmoil and retreated one after another, and only dozens of first-class masters remained in the circle to fight, and there were many empty around.

In just a moment, Qiu Xian and Zhenxu Daoren in the field fought more than 20 moves, and the two still won or lost.

Du Ruyue asked, "Second brother, who do you think will win this competition?"

At this time, Li Fengyun and the others all withdrew to the wooden platform, after all, there were still people in their team who had been abolished in martial arts like Mo Qingxing to take care of.

Li Fengyun shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, these two people are more clever in their moves, but the skills of the Zhenxu Daoist are more profound, and they know each other better." However, it seems that Qiu Xian's hope for victory is relatively great, and he seems to have a hand.

However, in the first-class master competition, even if there is a gap in strength, it is difficult to say who wins and who loses until the end. ”

While the two were talking, the situation on the field changed suddenly, Qiu Xian's body suddenly became several times faster, and the Zhenxu Daoist was forced to retreat again and again by Qiu Xian for a while.

However, the martial arts of the Zhenxu Daoist are not weak, and they retreated more than dozens of steps, straight to the corner of the field, and suddenly their figure became erratic, the sword in their right hand had already entangled Qiu Xian's iron whip, and the left hand slapped out with a palm, sealing all Qiu Xian's retreats, and slapped it directly to Qiu Xian's chest, and whispered: "You are fooled!"

Qiu Xian obviously didn't expect the Zhenxu Daoist to make such a move, and at this time, it was too late to defend. Gritting his teeth, he also poked out his left palm, and the two palms struck together "canopy".

Zhenxu Daoist made a "sticky" word, and his left palm firmly stuck to Qiu Xian, and the internal force continued to rush towards Qiu Xian.

No one expected that these two people had fought for more than forty moves, and the Zhenxu Dao people actually forced Qiu Xian to fight with him for internal strength.

Qiu Xian and the Zhenxu Daoist abandoned the blades in their hands almost at the same time, and each concentrated on urging the internal force to attack the other party.

You must know that the competition of internal force is very dangerous, and the competition of masters in the rivers and lakes will not be easily used until the last moment, because once the internal force is competed, it means that one of the two will fall, and the winner will not feel good, killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred.

This is a test field, and it takes three consecutive wins to be shortlisted, and after the internal competition, it is impossible for any of them to win the next competition.

The Zhenxu Daoist forced Qiu Xian to compete with him for internal strength, which meant that he had given up the next competition and was bent on seriously injuring and killing Qiu Xian. The internal strength of the Zhenxu Dao people is slightly better than Qiu Xian, and the internal strength of the competition is obviously more beneficial to him.

Zhenxu Daoist breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, sneered, and said, "Qiu Lao'er, you didn't expect that there would be today!"

Qiu Xian smiled and said, "Yes, who is in the hands of whom!" said as he spoke, reaching out with his right hand and touching his waist.