Xiao Hong, the second senior brother of Dragon and Tiger Peak, the inheritor of the Tiger Sword, is only twenty-five years old now, and his cultivation is comparable to many elders in the sect, and his momentum is domineering, which complements the Tiger Sword. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the sword handed over by Ye Qingguan, he lifted the tiger's spirit, rose up, split Ye Qingguan's sword, and turned his other hand into a tiger claw, directly digging into Ye Qingguan's heart.

Ye Qingguan's face remained unchanged, his left hand was like a sword, and his fingertips were half a foot of sword, pointing straight at Xiao Hong's palm.

Bite!

A crisp sound came, and Ye Qingguan felt as if he was on top of the gold and iron, making his fingers slightly numb.

But Xiao Hong's palm was slightly tingling, and the sharp sword qi actually pierced his skin, and a trace of blood slipped down.

"The tiger is coming down the mountain!" Xiao Hong shouted, the sword momentum opened and closed, and one after another thick sword rays poured out, slashing towards Ye Qingguan.

Ye Qingguan held a long sword in his hand, and his sword intent was exerted, the sword momentum was like a river, the vast expanse, and a major wave swept away, and the sword light that was cut was constantly annihilated, surging endlessly, and immortal.

"Tiger roaring mountains and forests!" Xiao Hong's sword move changed, and the Tiger Spirit Sword emitted a terrifying sword roar, as if there was really a tiger roaring, shaking down the leaves in the sky, making people's heads a little dizzy.

Ye Qingguan was as immobile as a mountain, rooted there, like a 10,000-year-old pine, with a long sword intent surging, no matter how domineering Xiao Hong's offensive was, he could be disintegrated.

Xiao Hong's momentum is like a rainbow, the wide tiger sword is domineering, as if it can open a mountain and crack stones, a sword sword falls, leaving horizontal and vertical cracks on the ground, a mess, the sword qi here is vertical and horizontal, so that all the disciples retreated, and no one dared to approach.

Xiao Hong's momentum frightened many people, he could inherit the tiger sword on the Dragon and Tiger Peak, Xiao Hong's swordsmanship was not just talking, it was indeed terrifying, and there were not many people in the entire Tiandao Mountain who could suppress him.

But on the other hand, Ye Qingguan stood in the strong sword aura, letting Xiao Hong's sword fall, he was indeed immovable, and everyone could only see his long sword constantly handing out, and there was a sword intent endlessly, like Yuan Jiang, Xiao Hong's offensive was constantly slashed.

At this time, everyone can also see that the big disciple who suddenly appeared on Wudang Mountain is indeed extraordinary, and it is enough to explain everything if he can support Xiao Hong under his hands for so long without defeat.

But Xiao Hong became stronger and stronger, his sword moves opened and closed, and a blood-colored rainbow light rose from the heavenly spirit cover, penetrating the heavens and the earth, that was his qi and blood boiling, and the whole person was like a big furnace, extremely hot.

"White Tiger Sword!" Xiao Hong suddenly shouted, and the murderous aura on his body surged several times at once, and this place seemed to have white frost falling, making the temperature drop a lot at once.

The Western White Tiger, the main killing, is the most murderous!

Xiao Hong used the White Tiger Sword Technique at this time, as if he had transformed into a killing god, and a sword fell, pointing directly at Ye Qingguan's vital point, cutting off his long-term sword intent.

Ye Qingguan's eyes condensed, the sword momentum changed, and the sword qi was like a dragon, filling the sky all of a sudden, and the offensive became extremely powerful and majestic, and he rushed towards Xiao Hong.

White Tiger vs. Qinglong, all the disciples were dazzled, no matter what the final result was, this battle alone did not disappoint them, making people's blood boil and their hearts were longing.

The sound of the dragon chanting and tiger roaring is endless, the entire Wudang Mountain is shaken, the dead wood is shaking, the yellow leaves are all over the sky, and a dragon and tiger fight is staged in the void, the sword qi is like a rainbow, crowding the heaven and the earth, constantly colliding, like fireworks blooming, beautiful with a deadly killing machine.

As soon as the sword momentum changed, the thirteen swords were unleashed, the vertical and horizontal sword qi were intertwined, splitting the void, and all Xiao Hong's sword qi was cut off, Ye Qingguan's figure swept by, and the long sword stabbed out, pointing directly at Xiao Hong's eyebrows, making the hairs on his whole body stand up.

He retracted his sword and turned sharply, and between the changes in his sword moves, a sword qi slashed towards Ye Qingguan.

Ye Qingguan flicked his fingers on the long sword, and the ripples visible to the naked eye rippled, and the sword waves circled and circled, directly annihilating the flying sword qi, and then the sword momentum was stunned, and the tip of the long sword was already against Xiao Hong's neck.

Seeing that the situation in the center of the field finally came to an end, many people opened their eyes and wondered who had won?

When the sword light dissipated and the dust settled, the figures of Ye Qingguan and Xiao Hong appeared in everyone's eyes, and when they saw Ye Qingguan's long sword pointing obliquely, and the tip of the sword resting on Xiao Hong's throat, many people stared at each other and gasped.

Although they admitted that Ye Qingguan's kendo cultivation was very strong, when they saw that even Xiao Hong was defeated under him, many people still couldn't stand the horror.

What kind of person is Xiao Hong? That is the inheritor of the Dragon Tiger Peak Tiger Sword, and among the thousands of disciples in the sect, he is enough to rank in the top ten, and there are only a handful of people who can suppress him.

But now, he is pointed at by a long sword, and his life is only in the opponent's thoughts, such a situation has clearly written the victory and defeat.

Several disciples of Dragon Tiger Peak had even more ugly faces, indescribably gloomy, and felt that their faces were hot, and they came with the second senior brother to find face, but in the end they were defeated in the hands of others, not only did they not regain their dignity, but they lost a piece again.

Lin Yuefeng's face was not to mention, it was as uncomfortable as eating a fly, the cultivation of the second senior brother was well known to everyone on Tiandao Mountain, originally he thought that if he invited the second senior brother, the odds would have been settled, but unexpectedly, the final outcome was greatly beyond his expectations, and even the second senior brother was defeated by his men, and the face of Dragon and Tiger Peak was completely swept away.

"Are you convinced?" Ye Qingguan pointed at Xiao Hong, his eyes were indifferent, and he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation, as if he had already expected the ending.

Xiao Hong's face was indescribably ugly, he was upright, domineering, and full of strength when he spoke, and he was extremely majestic among his disciples, but now, even his life was in the hands of others, and letting him say convincing words made him uncomfortable than killing him.

"Don't speak?" Ye Qingguan's eyes gradually became cold, and there was a murderous aura, "I have come to my Wudang Mountain again and again to find trouble, do you really think I am easy to bully?"

"Since you don't want to speak, kneel here over there, when you know how to respect the teacher, when will you get up again. Ye Qingguan spoke, and the words he said made Xiao Hong's face change greatly, and let him kneel here, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Ye Qingguan ignored his face, the long sword slapped on his shoulder, and a huge force came, making his knees bend uncontrollably.

But Xiao Hong gritted his teeth, forced himself to stand up straight, endured the dark power of Ye Qingguan's sword, and did not kneel.

Ye Qingguan glanced at him in surprise, and seemed to smile: "Don't you see it?

Xiao Hong glared at Ye Qingguan: "If you lose, you lose, if you want to kill, you can do whatever you want, but if you want me to kneel, don't even think about it!"

Ye Qingguan looked at him coldly: "At this time, I have dignity? Who said that as long as I win, why don't you call me uncle? Why, the disciples of Dragon and Tiger Peak all talk like this like a fart? And you, if you are defeated, you will go back to move the rescuers, are you going back this time to invite your peak master over?"

Ye Qingguan looked at Lin Yuefeng again, his eyes were full of sarcasm, making Lin Yuefeng's face blue and white, extremely ugly.