Seeing that the scimitar in Luo Sigong's hand was coming towards the throat, but his body was unable to retract because of the loss of balance, Li Yongfang was shocked, and his right hand let go and dropped the cicada wing embroidered spring knife that was regarded as a treasure, and at the same time, his left hand pulled out a five-foot long sword from his waist with great agility, his waist and abdomen exerted force, his body turned up, and his hands clenched the long hilt of the sword, and struck at the scimitar with all his strength. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Sigong had the idea of slashing Li Yongfang, this knife was fast and ruthless, almost used eight successful forces, and he was about to compete when he saw it, but he didn't expect that this Li Yongfang didn't know when and where he learned the method of the long sword, and the path taken by this sword technique was completely different from his cicada wing knife, the sword was fierce and domineering. Luo Sigong's martial arts skills were superb, although he was quite surprised, but the sword momentum did not stop, and with a cold snort, he slashed heavily on Li Yongfang's long sword.

With a loud bang, the swords intersected, and Li Yongfang was directly shocked by this blow and lay on the ground, blood spurted out of his mouth, his arm was numb, and the long sword in his hand screamed sadly, trembling, and he was no longer able to raise it to resist.

Luo Sigong's eyes flickered, and he secretly wondered in his heart, this long sword style that Li Yongfang used in a hurry, the move is exquisite, the luck is peculiar, both the sharpness of the swordsmanship, and the domineering of the long knife, it is really a rare top martial art in the world, if it is not for his lack of cultivation time, his own knife may not be able to hit it hard.

Luo Sigong was surprised, and Venerable Zongqing, who was hiding in the distance and watching with Gao Jie, was extremely excited, and his breath couldn't help but become short, and the exhaled breath blew the white whiskers on his upper lip.

Venerable Zongqing's strange appearance, Gao Jie naturally saw it in his eyes.

Venerable Zongqing was born in the Shaolin Temple, the holy land of martial arts, was a monk in the temple, Jiajing forty years (1562), when the martial arts generation of the grandmaster Yu Dayou was ordered to go south, because often heard that "Henan Songshan Shaolin Temple has the skills of fencing", so when passing through Henan, he specially visited Shaolin Temple. "Fencing skills" refers to stick skills. At that time, the monks thought that the temple had a long history of stick skills and extraordinary means, and organized more than 1,000 people to show Yu Dayou the temple stick skills. Yu Dayou found that the stick skills of the Shaolin monks "have lost the true knowledge of the ancients" in the long-term oral teaching process, and told his opinion to the host of the hill at that time. Xiaoshan believed him and said that he would accept advice. Yu Dayou said to Xiaoshan Dao, to learn stick skills, you must master the "general trick", that is, the use of rigidity and softness, yin and yang, offense and defense, movement, judgment, skill, hands and feet and other actions. And these true tips cannot be comprehended without years of hard training. For this reason, the people on the hill chose two young and extraordinary warrior monks, one was Zong Qing and the other was called Pu Cong, who followed Yu Dayou to the south and learned stick art at the same time. During the period when Zong Qing and Pu Cong two monks accompanied the army to the south, Yu Dayou ordered them to "enter and exit the camp array" to be tested by actual combat, and at the same time taught Shaolin Zhengong and the self-created "Sword Sutra", "when teaching the true recipe of yin and yang change, and re-teaching with wisdom and enlightenment." Three years later, Zong Qing and Pu Cong mastered the true meaning of stick art and asked to return to Shaolin Temple. Before leaving, Yu Dayou asked them to "pass on the teachings they have taught to the temple people so that they can be passed on forever", so that the real stick art can be passed on forever. After the two returned to the temple, they left all the true skills they learned in the temple, so that Shao ** Gong could reach the peak again. Pu Cong died soon after returning to the temple, Zong Qing taught the temple monks stick martial arts, while practicing diligently, martial arts greatly improved, a few years later met Yu Dayou, got his praise, and for Zong Qing personally wrote a poem, to show encouragement. Since then, Venerable Zongqing has become the most famous martial arts master in the Shaolin lineage.

In Gao Jie's mind, Venerable Zong Qing and Luo Sigong are both top masters in the world, although Li Yongfang's martial arts are extraordinary, he shouldn't be so excited.

Just as he was wondering, he heard Luo Sigong shout again, and the scimitar fell again, and he slashed at Li Yongfang, who was lying on the ground, without hesitation.

Li Yongfang's hands and feet are weak at the moment, his muscles and veins are not smooth, how can he still have the slightest strength to resist, his heart is like ashes, but he stares at Luo Sigong's resolute gaze without fear, and he is going to die.

Looking at Li Yongfang's stubborn and unyielding eyes, Luo Sigong's heart suddenly softened, and he couldn't help but think of the picture that had pointed him out before, and the scimitar in his hand slashed down slightly. At this moment, in a private house next to Longxing Restaurant, a black shadow rushed out, like a whirlwind behind Luo Sigong, and a long-handled sword that was also five feet long was slashed with all his strength, the blade of the sword split the air, making a piercing scream, the power of a sword, making people feel invincible and terrifying.

This sword, its sword momentum and power are similar to Li Yongfang's previous sword, but the power is several times greater, it is obvious that this person's martial arts have been perfected.

Luo Sigong's sword momentum was a little sluggish just now, but he missed the best opportunity to kill Li Yongfang, at this moment, although his blade had illuminated the veins of Li Yongfang's neck, but the sword qi of the mysterious man's long sword had also invaded his vest. Luo Sigong sighed secretly in his heart, could it be that this Li Yongfang's life should not be extinguished today? !

The two swords collided, and in the loud noise, the man took a step back slightly, and then rubbed himself again, clenched the long sword with both hands, and with a loud shout, he slashed down diagonally at Luo Sigong again. In the Central Plains martial arts, the traditional swordsmanship is mostly based on stabbing, teasing, cutting and other techniques, such as this kind of force slashing is very rare, this person's sword moves, more like a knife, but the knife is only one-sided open, and this long sword is double-sided blade, can be forced, but also can back the enemy, more changes. Moreover, in addition to the five-foot long sword in his hand increasing by about one-third compared to the length of ordinary swords, its sword spine and sword body are much thicker, and only such a forged long sword can withstand such a powerful swordsmanship.

And after this mysterious person appeared, Venerable Zongqing seemed even more excited than before, and his whole body began to tremble slightly.

Luo Sigong glanced at the man fixedly, and saw that he was about sixty years old, with a short figure, dressed in an ordinary blue cloth robe, staring at the hairstyle of the money rat tail, and looking like a Han man. Because of his short stature, he held a long sword about his height in his hand, which looked quite funny.

Luo Sigong thought to himself that he wanted to defeat this person, but he was afraid that he would not be able to do it for a while, and in the distance, there was a faint shout, obviously the other party's reinforcements had increased again, and if he didn't retreat, he was afraid that it would be difficult to break through. So, Luo Sigong's scimitar once again knocked away the opponent's powerful sword, and at the same time, his left hand was raised and he slapped it lightly at the person out of thin air.

The short old man also found Luo Sigong's inconspicuous palm, but he didn't feel any fluctuations in strength, hesitated, and was about to raise his sword again to split the third form, when he suddenly noticed a strong sense of pressure coming from his chest, he secretly screamed that it was not good, and hurriedly collected the internal strength of the two-handed sword, and desperately gathered the true qi of his whole body to his chest.

The onlookers were unknown, but they saw that the short old man suddenly withdrew his sword, and then there was a muffled "bang" in his chest, and then his short body crashed out backwards, and rushed back to the house where he had been hiding before.

At this moment, Li Yongfang had already taken the opportunity to retreat behind the group of subordinates, he spat a mouthful of blood, covered his chest and coughed twice and shouted: "Let's go together!" So, seven or eight masters belonging to the Fifth Banner Team, Master Shulai and the shamanic disciples brought by Master Donglu Tu surrounded Luo Sigong together.

Luo Sigong didn't even look at these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, just stared at Li Yongfang, and said, "You can do it yourself!" After saying that, he got up and instantly jumped up to the tall poplar tree in front of the restaurant, and then it was dark and dark, and he disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Wang Xi came out of nowhere, pulled Gao Jie and Venerable Zongqing and said, "Hurry up, the Jin Guo Brigade is coming!"

Gao Jie looked at Venerable Zong Qing, only to see that he hesitated for a moment, then patted Gao Jie, waved his big sleeves, and disappeared into the night with Wang Xi.

The three of them were superb, and they were far away from Li Yongfang and the others, so they did not alarm the enemy when they left. Li Yongfang saw Luo Sigong retreating, regardless of the pain, and ran quickly towards the pre-requisitioned house, just a few steps away, he saw that the short old man was also holding his chest, and walked out slowly with his back bent, he hurriedly shouted: "Master, are you okay?"

The short old man raised his eyes and looked at Li Yongfang, and said with a wry smile: "Fortunately, I gathered my strength in time and blocked this unpredictable palm in time, plus the treasure armor given by the Great Khan Qin and himself removed half of his palm power, and the injury is fine." It's just that I, Wu Haisheng, have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and I haven't been so embarrassed!"

Li Yongfang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's important that you go back to heal first!"

At this time, Master Donglu Tu and Master Shulai also approached, and asked with trepidation: "Who is this black-clothed man, who is sacred, even the Lord of the Wu Sect has been defeated under his men?!"

Li Yongfang's face sank, and he said coldly: "This person is the top master of the Central Plains, even if you wait for the master to be in person, I am afraid that I will not be able to please him!"

Wu Haisheng smiled slightly and said, "Yongfang, the two mages are just worried that the enemy is too strong, and they have no other intentions, so don't be rude!"

Master Donglu Tu and Master Shulai hurriedly arched their hands and said, "That's right, the two of us are just worried, and we don't have the slightest intention of slandering the Lord of the Wu Sect!"

At this time, a tall and thin middle-aged man with a sickly face galloped towards him, followed by about a hundred Jurchen soldiers. Li Yongfang waited to see it, and hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I've seen Sanbeile!"

The person who came was Li Yongfang's father-in-law, Mang Gurtai, who was ranked third in the Four Great Harmony and Shuobeile, he frowned and looked at the scene and asked, "People ran away?"

Li Yongfang nodded and said: "The enemy's martial arts are superb, we are incompetent, please punish Lord Baylor!"

Mang Gurtai looked at Wu Haisheng, who was covering his chest and coughing, and said, "Master Wu, even you are injured, it seems that this person is really not simple!" He dismounted and came to Wu Haisheng, patted him on the shoulder and asked, "How is the injury?"

Wu Haisheng shook his head and said, "It's okay, Baylor has a heart!"

Mang Gurtai nodded, and said to himself: "It seems that the information given over there is only afraid that it is true, this time, my Dajin Kingdom is really a gathering of heroes!"

Li Yongfang said: "Ama means that this person is not here specifically for this matter, and his destination is Hetuala?"

Mang Gurtai turned his head to look at his son-in-law, who was about the same age as himself, and said lightly: "What do you say?"

Li Yongfang hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Sanbeile's eyes are like torches, and things are like gods!"

Mang Gurtai waved his hand, turned over his horse, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone has worked hard, let's all withdraw! Lord Wumen, please go back to the house to recuperate from your injuries, the two national teachers have rushed to Hetuala, and Tokyo City will depend on you to take the town!"

Wu Haisheng hugged his fists and said: "The old man will be able to recuperate for three or two days, and the Fifth Flag Team led by Baylor in Tokyo City will be foolproof!"

Mang Gurtai nodded slightly, and then beat his horse away.

In the Ping'an Inn, Luo Sigong and Gao Jie and Venerable Zongqing met safely, but they didn't see Wang Xi, and hurriedly asked, "Where did Wang Xi go?"

Venerable Zong Qing said: "His skill in concealing and tracking is unmatched, I asked him to find out the residence of that short and mysterious old man!"

Luo Sigong said in surprise: "Master, why are you so interested in that old man?"

Venerable Zong Qing was silent for a moment before he sighed and said, "Don't hide it from Lord Luo and Xiaojie, the old monk came with you and others this time, but there is another reason!"