Zhao Yanhao took a breath of true air, and performed the Wudang light skill "Tiyun Zong", his body was suddenly raised three feet high, and then a "dragonfly point of water", the tip of his left foot was a little on the spine of the sword, and he rose into the sky like a flag flower, and two heads in mid-air shot out four zhang away.

The firelight shook, and in the noise, a group of female nuns who had evening classes leaped out of the meditation room, and the sword light was huo, forming an arc-shaped sword net in an instant, cutting off Zhao Yanhao's way.

Zhao Yanhao saw that there was a light, and he was afraid that the head of Qingxia would recognize him, so he hurriedly pulled up the masked towel.

In the crowd of interceptors, a nun came out of the crowd with a sword and asked, "Senior Sister in charge, what's the matter? Who is this person?"

"I don't know, he won't speak. Master Qingxia stared at Zhao Yanhao's back and said coldly: "The donor's martial arts are outstanding, and the poor are admired." ...... Who are you? Why did you come up to my Heng Mountain? Do you really refuse to be sued?"

Zhao Yanhao turned around and said in a dumb voice: "In the next face to Hengshan, there is no malice. ...... Please raise your noble hand too high and let him go. ”

Qingxia's face turned cold, and she sneered: "My Heng Mountain is a pure land of Buddhism, and since the day the Absolute Wisdom Patriarch founded the school, he has set a rule: Anyone who trespasses on Heng Mountain will leave his name and surname! In the past eight hundred years, no one has been able to leave it alone!"

Zhao Yanhao said in a deep voice: "Please forgive me, it's really inconvenient to tell you in the future." ”

Master Qingxia sneered: "The poor nun is not talented, and he is in charge of Hengshan, although he can't bare the lintel, but he has to maintain the dignity of my Hengshan faction...... Since the donor refused to see the complaint, the poor nun had to do it according to the rules of martial arts: let's gamble, limited to three moves. Within three tricks, if the poor nun can't see through the identity of the donor, then please take it easy; otherwise, if the poor nun sees through, he must wronged the donor and wait for the poor nun to fall. How?"

When the disciples of Hengshan heard what the head of the sect said, they all felt that she was inevitably entrusted, and they were very worried in their hearts. It must be known that there are really a lot of masters in the martial arts, and the sects are different, and there are also many masters in each faction, with only three moves, even if you can judge who is sent out, you can judge which person is coming, how easy is it to say? Once the judgment is wrong, the entire Hengshan faction is tantamount to letting this person be picked.

Zhao Yanhao glanced at Qingxia, although she couldn't see her expression clearly, but from her calm and calm posture, she saw that she was fearless, and secretly said: Her sword just now, I didn't do my best, and I didn't use Shaolin stunts; ...... I assisted my uncle in dealing with the Nangong family, and she already knew that once she judged that I was a Shaolin disciple and had such attainments, she would be able to judge my identity immediately...... Perhaps, she has guessed it by now, but she is there pretending not to know! This old nun is so cunning!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yanhao smiled and said: "Head Qingxia, I won't bet with you!

"Go back!" Qinglu Shitai stabbed down in the chest with a "golden needle tribulation". Zhao Yanhao saw that this move was hidden and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction, so he secretly praised it in his heart, dodged to avoid the incoming sword, and swept his right palm to sweep down the three Hengshan disciples who were blocking.

The two quick swords that are usually proud, coupled with the "entanglement of love silk", actually can't touch the enemy's clothes, and when Leng Ruoshuang encounters such a strong opponent, he is shocked and dissatisfied, so he has been staring at Zhao Yanhao, ready to go, and when he moves, he has to chase after him like a shadow.

Zhao Yanhao didn't have time to turn around and grab the sword, and he rolled out sideways.

"Okay!" Leng Ruoshuang praised, "Take me another move 'Starfall Plain'!" In the misty sword aura, thousands of cold stars chased after him and shot down.

Zhao Yanhao's heart sank: People say that Hengshan's swordsmanship is dexterous and dense, soft and strong, both offensive and defensive, and it really lives up to its reputation! I can't find a flaw in her move! I didn't dare to pick up her edge at the moment, and slashed out, avoiding this sharp sword when I couldn't make a move.

Zhao Yanhao was afraid of her back-move, he didn't dare to stay any longer, as soon as his toes touched the ground, his arms shook, and he jumped onto the courtyard wall.

"Want to escape?!It's not that easy!" Leng Ruoshuang insisted on "entanglement in love", his hands pulled violently, Zhao Yanhao's foothold was not stable, how could he afford such a huge pull, and immediately fell to the corner of the courtyard.

Leng Ruoshuang raised his arms, pulled him closer, and stabbed him in the lower abdomen with a sword. Zhao Yanhao was shocked, rolled on the ground, avoided it dangerously, and hurriedly untied the ribbon on his ankle, but he couldn't untie it for a while, he was in a hurry, and he wanted to tear it off, and he felt a huge force on the other side of the ribbon, and he couldn't help but be pulled off the ground, and "bang" hit the incense burner.

Leng Ruoshuang screamed, his left sleeve was raised, and a silver jade flute shot out, directly hitting Zhao Yanhao's throat. Zhao Yanhao's face changed, and he rolled away again. Seeing that the jade flute was about to hit the incense burner, Leng Ruoshuang shook his left wrist, and the jade flute was castrated immediately, and flew back into his sleeve with a "boom".

"Shuang'er, stand down!" Qingxia's head suddenly stopped.

Leng Ruoshuang saw that he had been killed so embarrassed by himself, and victory was in front of him, but the master asked her to retreat, and she was very unwilling, but she never refused to disobey the master's wishes, so she sneered at Zhao Yanhao with a little disdain, shook her wrist, let go of the "love silk", and retreated to the side.

Zhao Yanhao wiped the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead and exhaled.

In fact, Qingxia's intentions are not understood by Leng Ruoshuang. The so-called bystander is clear, Qingxia's decades of martial arts cultivation in charge of the house, and she can naturally see it clearly: the enemy is not her daughter's opponent, but she is unwilling to fight her hard. If her daughter's martial arts are a little worse, even if she fights again, she will not force the opponent to fight hard, but she knows that her daughter's ability is almost the same as herself, once she goes all out, there are few people in the world who can only rely on defense and not attack to resolve it. She could see the strength of her opponent, and once she hit hard, her daughter was likely to suffer, so she hurriedly stopped.

"This donor, since you don't want to gamble with the poor nun, then the poor nun is not reluctant. The head of Qingxia said slowly: "It's just that I, the Hengshan faction, don't just come and go." ...... In this way, change the rules just now: if you can win the sword in my hand, please do it yourself, otherwise, you still have to grieve the donor and wait for the poor nun to fall. How?"

Zhao Yanhao pondered for a moment and said with a wry smile: "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." Please be merciful!"

"The donor doesn't have to be polite. The head of Qingxia smiled faintly, "Shine the blade." ”

"It's not to hold it up, it's to make it unaccustomed to the blade. ”

"Good. The head of Qingxia looked solemn, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, "Please." ”

"What a sword!" Zhao Yanhao saw that the sword body was like a vast autumn water, and the blue cold light was wandering, and his heart was envious;

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Master Qingxia smiled and said, "Since you don't want to make a move first, then the poor Ni is welcome!" As he spoke, his body was ghostly and approached, and the five sword flowers carried the cold qi of Sen Sen, stabbing the five major points on his chest.

Zhao Yanhao's expression froze, his sliding steps flashed, and his right palm flashed out, slashing her left rib.

When Mrs. Qingxia saw him, she saw the only flaw in this trick at a glance, and came first, secretly praised in her heart, and hurriedly flashed, and the sword circled and stabbed her throat.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for more than ten times, and no one waited for the old moves, and they had already changed their moves.

Except for Leng Ruoshuang and Qinglu Shitai, the rest of the people couldn't see the specific moves of the two at all, but they saw Qingxia Shitai carrying Dao Dao Senhan's sword shadow, tightly wrapped around Zhao Yanhao's figure.

Leng Ruoshuang secretly thought: This thief's skills are really good, he took more than ten moves from the master with his bare hands, and he didn't show his defeat! It seems that when he fought with me just now, he didn't want to fight, so he was killed so embarrassed by me.

In the battle, there was a "bang", and the two slapped each other. Qingxia Shi Tai immediately had the qi and blood in his chest tumbling, and he took half a step back, and his sword momentum was slowing down; Zhao Yanhao's injuries had not healed, and he did not dare to resist with ten successful strengths, so he also retreated half a step. Therefore, the palm power of the two of them fights, and it seems that it is half a catty and eight taels, Rao is like this, and Zhao Yanhao's skill is also beyond her expectations.

Qingxia Shi was too energetic and was attacking, Zhao Yanhao did not dare to be careless, and calmly responded to the battle. In an instant, they fought for more than 20 times, but they were still equal.

Qingxia Shi was too competitive, and suddenly used one of the "Hengshan Desperate Three Swords" "Heng Jue Yanmen", seven uncertain sword flowers, almost enveloping Zhao Yanhao's middle and upper plate.

Zhao Yanhao refused to fight hard, and wanted to fly to dodge, but he was really not sure that he could avoid such a lightning and thunderous killing move, so he shouted, slapped his palms, clamped the sword body, and the sword flowers disappeared abruptly.

"Good eyesight!" Qingxia Shi sighed too secretly, stabbed through his right arm, and wanted to stab him in the shoulder blade with a sword, but if the sword was inserted into the steel plate, it didn't move at all. Zhao Yanhao felt that the sword was extremely sharp, and he was afraid of hurting his palm, so he hurriedly withdrew his palm and abandoned the sword, and stepped forward, turning his left hand into a claw, grabbing her "shoulder well point", and slashing his throat with his right palm.

Qingxia Shitai's sword was blocked at the outer door, and he couldn't resist it with one hand, so he hurriedly jumped out of the way, and he could jump out of a foot, but he felt that his right wrist was numb, and he had been caught by the other party, and the sword fell to the ground.

Zhao Yanhao bent down to pick up the sword, held it in front of her with both hands, and said softly: "Master Qingxia, accept it!"

Qingxia Shitai's face was a little embarrassed, she took the sword, and muttered softly, "You can go!"

Zhao Yanhao thanked him and turned around. Leng Ruoshuang snorted coldly, and the sword stopped in front of him.

"Frost, let him go!" said Master Qingxia.

"Phew, what kind of hero is a hidden head and tail!" Leng Ruoshuang glared at him fiercely, and reluctantly gave way.

Zhao Yanhao didn't dare to provoke her again, pretended not to hear, and strode out of the temple gate.

Master Qingxia watched his back disappear into the night, and muttered, "What a Shaolin Zhao Yanhao!"

"What? is he Zhao Yanhao?" Leng Ruoshuang looked at the master in surprise.

"Yes. Master Qingxia nodded, and said in a deep voice: "This person's internal strength is unfathomable! When he caught the sword just now, if he hadn't withdrawn the strength that invaded my body in time, I would have suffered internal injuries. ”

"So, this man is not a villainous man. Master Qinglu frowned lightly, "Senior Sister in charge, what is he doing here?"

"He's here for Fu'er. Master Qingxia sighed too lightly.

"It's really hateful! In vain, he was a genius of the Shaolin generation, and he actually went to be an eagle dog of the imperial court!" Leng Ruoshuang was disdainful, but he really admired his martial arts, so he was a little sorry for his disdain.

Master Qingxia was silent for a long time, slowly turned around, and waved his hand: "Let's disperse!"

After the disciples of Hengshan returned to the house, Master Qingxia beckoned: "Senior sister, Shuang'er, you come." ”

The three of them entered Mrs. Qingxia's meditation room, Mrs. Qingxia took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Tonight's matter, then Zhao Yanhao is here to explore the truth." However, he didn't find out anything......"

"We arranged the young master of Nangong and them in such a secret place, we want to find out and dream!" Qinglu Shi Tai interjected.

Master Qingxia glanced at her and said in a deep voice: "He should be able to know, I already know his identity." Now that he knows, he has no scruples. ...... I'm afraid he'll be leading a large team of men to search tomorrow. ”

"How dare he?!" Leng Ruoshuang was angry, "Besides, why is he so presumptuous without evidence?...... Let's not agree to the search, see what he can do!"

"Shuang'er, people are acting on behalf of the government, who dares to stop them?"

Leng Ruoshuang was silent for a while, and asked, "Master, then what do you say?"

"I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if. Master Qingxia seems to have already made up her mind, "It's still not safe here, we still have to transfer Fu'er and them away." ”

"Hmph, I don't believe it, they can still find such a secret basement!"

"What if they don't give up, and they have to dig three feet into the ground?"

"They dare?!" Qinglu Master was so angry that his eyes widened in anger.

Master Qingxia smiled and said, "I'm just making an analogy. Even if this is not the case, people will send people to monitor them every day, and they will not leave an inch, so how can they have any chance to deliver food to Fu'er and them? They will starve to death!"

Leng Ruoshuang nodded and asked, "Master, where should we transfer them?"

"I don't know if you know, there is a grotto under the sunset ridge in the back mountain, which is very secret......"

Leng Ruoshuang shook her head, she rarely went to that place, but Mrs. Qinglu knew, clapped her hands and said happily: "Okay!

"I mean, I'll transfer ...... tonight," Qingxia Shitai said this, and suddenly remembered, frowning slightly, "Everything is good in that place, but there is one thing that is not good: when you bring them food, it is easy to be discovered by the enemy." ”

Master Qinglu thought about it too much and said, "It's also easy, prepare more dry food for them, and don't send food." ”

"Three days and five days are all right, but what is the case for ten days and a half months, or one or two months?"

"That'...... Prepare a few bags of rice noodles and let them make them eat them themselves, won't they?" Leng Ruoshuang suggested.

"Well, who knows if they will do it?" Master Qingxia shook her head and muttered softly: "There is no better way to do it now! When you're ready, take them with you...... Senior sister, Shuang'er, you can do it yourself!"