The sun is scorching out of the east, and the dark clouds are scattered and the white clouds appear.

A mischievous cloud came to the sun and gently blocked his light and heat.

Although it is not a change in the wind and clouds, it can be called a dark light.

The long sword was unsheathed, and a little cold light gradually reflected from the unsheathed sword body. The long sword was exhausted, Shi Zhongyu raised his sword, rushed under his feet, and then accelerated his strength and stabbed towards Jiang Feng's sword.

The "Ming Camel West" in this Snow Mountain Sword Technique is made in the jade in the stone, which is really light and fast, and the tip of the sword is shaking, or the throat, or the chest, or the lower abdomen. It seems that as long as Jiang Feng makes a move to resist, he will be restrained by the change of the other party's sword, and attack the other two places.

"A good Ming camel came to the west, this sword ......"

Seeing that the trick of the jade in the stone was very high-level, it seemed that Bai Zizi, who was very good, immediately opened his mouth and praised.

Draw your sword, draw your sword, and stab it straight into ......

Jiang Feng's move is not a snow mountain sword technique, but more like the Chaotian style in the twelve basic kung fu.

Simple, straightforward, straightforward, without any complicated variations.

The shortest distance, the fastest sword, this is the sword path that Jiang Feng pursues.

Shi Zhongyu's long sword was not able to bring the slightest threat to Jiang Feng after all. A silver sword light flashed, and the long sword in Shi Zhongyu's hand had been stabbed at the junction between the hilt and the sword body by a sword technique.

Although Jiang Feng is not in a good position, it doesn't mean that he is really not suitable for fighting. Moreover, Shi Zhongyu's move Ming Huo's Xilai had really given Jiang Feng too much preparation effort, and Jiang Feng, who had practiced the Snow Mountain Sword Technique to the extreme, naturally knew that this move Ming Hu's Xilai had come to the west, and the weakness of the long sword in his hand was the hilt.

Originally, the Ming Camel came to the west to hide three kinds of back moves, and in a single thought, the sword style changed, and the weakness also changed. If you don't have the ability to change your chances, you will fall into the opponent's endless moves.

But Jiang Feng didn't give Shi Zhongyu any chance to change his moves, and a sword stabbed out, like wind and thunder, flashing in an instant.

Draw the sword, draw the sword, stab directly, close the sword...... It seems to be the most ordinary set of movements, and it seems that Jiang Feng just now did not have the slightest movement.

"You've lost!"

With that, Jiang Feng slowly turned around and quietly walked towards the queue where he came.

No pointing, no cheers, no ridicule.

Although Jiang Feng's figure was the same as that of the three generations of disciples, he was just an ordinary child, but at this moment, he seemed a little taller.

"Lost, I actually lost, impossible, impossible!"

At this time, Shi Zhongyu seemed to have been hit by some big blow, shaking his head and muttering to himself, until he shouted like crazy.

"Enough is enough! A victory is a victory, and a defeat is a defeat, not to mention that in this battle, you are not wronged at all. ”

Feng Wanli, who couldn't stand it, jumped into the ring, restrained the crazy Shi Zhongyu, and shouted after holding him. Feng Wanli actually knew in his heart that a person like Shi Zhongyu, who was pampered and habitual, and had amazing talent and understanding, and who had been smooth sailing since childhood, could not afford to be hit.

"Okay, good sword, such a fast sword! This sword is almost comparable to ten thousand swords and ten thousand miles in terms of speed, and it seems that my old woman's vision is really good. ”

Before Bai Zizai finished praising Shi Zhongyu, Jiang Feng defeated him cleanly. Seeing that the color on Bai Zizi's face was like red rather than red, like white and not white, his expression changed from proud, to shocked, and then to embarrassed.

And Bai Zizai shook his head at this time and said: "Blindly pursuing the speed of the sword, and not repeating the subtle changes of the moves, is really sacrificing the basics. It is important to know that the speed of the sword is limited, but the mysterious changes of the move are infinite. Although the second son can win by surprise at this time, it will only be successful in the future. ”

"I don't think so. ”

Regardless of whether Jiang Feng's swordsmanship has a way out or not, just like Feng Wanli said, victory is victory, and defeat is defeat. At least now, Shi Zhongyu was defeated by Jiang Feng cleanly with just one move.

Although Shi Zhongyu's choice and Jiang Feng's victory were greatly unexpected by everyone, all this was at most a small episode, and it was not enough to change the course of today.

With Bai Zizai's impassioned speech, it was followed by the reward for the meritorious deeds of the Snow Mountain Faction's action.

Although Feng Wanli is the most popular, the credit has nothing to do with the limelight, but with the effort.

Although Liao Zili is the youngest among the few people in his generation, he is very talented and can work hard, but he is the first person under Bai Zizi in martial arts. At this time, he was thoughtful and strategic, and the five branches of the good life that had been governed over the years were prosperous, and his disciples were full of talents and masters, and he was actually the most powerful branch force outside the head of the family.

This time, the Snow Mountain Sect held a big move, and the main opponent was not the Blood Sword Gate, but the masters of the Ten Chiefs in the Northwest.

Liao Zili led the elite of five subordinate masters to come out of the nest in this battle, and fought a few beautiful tough battles. For the Snow Mountain faction to consolidate its position in Yunzhou, as well as to carve up the property of the Wufu firm, the credit should be in the first place.

It's just that the struggle between the Snow Mountain Sect and the Ten Chiefs in the Northwest is a secret fight, and it often ends everything in the dark. Even if you kill your opponent, it's not good to hype it up, so as not to form a mortal enemy. This made Feng Wanli the first person in the limelight of this operation.

Although Bai Zizi is a little arrogant, the title of Mr. Weide is not his own.

The inner saint and the outer king, with clear rewards and punishments, are the magic weapons and secrets that Bai Zizai has been supported by the branches and disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect for so many years.

In this reward, the resources allocated by the five branches are almost not under the head of the first line, and in comparison, the other three veins together are only similar to the five branches. As for Feng Wanli, although the reward is a lot of gold and silver, it is not really a big head.

However, all this had nothing to do with Jiang Feng, he just stood there quietly, holding the sword in his hand tightly.

It is rare for the Snow Mountain Sect to have such a festive day, and it has been carefully prepared for many days, so it is naturally not a simple competition and reward.

The sun sets over the snow-capped mountains, and the red light reflects the vastness.

As night fell, huge bonfires had been erected. No matter how good Lingxiao City is, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is a bitter cold place after all. In this kind of place, mutton is the most favorite and indispensable thing for the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect.

Whole sheep were carried from all directions and placed on the bonfire, the red flames bringing the scorching heat. The golden grease that flows from time to time gives off the unique aroma of roasted whole sheep.

Jars of fine wine were taken out of the sealed cellar, and the wine jars were the size of ordinary people's hugs, and it took two people to carry the burden.

This is a dinner party belonging to the Snow Mountain School, a carnival dinner, this night, without the slightest trouble, scruples, only endless indulgence and carnival.