Masters compete with each other, and the difference is one line, which is the difference between cloud and mud. This line can be the time of day, the location, and the people.

A real master should not have flaws, in the treacherous rivers and lakes, any inconspicuous flaw may make you die in an accident. However, this kind of defect is probably the common problem of all masters in the world.

The more Jiang Feng did not move, the more cautious and contemptuous the hearts of the five people were intertwined, which was an indescribable feeling. It's a pity that this time, they are destined to pay for it.

Jiang Feng's shot was extremely fast, if Jiang Feng's movements at this time were frozen, then people would definitely be able to find that the dragon scale short sword and palm in his hand were like a separation. However, this long sword flew vertically, and it had already pierced the sky like a long rainbow.

A lion and a herd of bison are really a contest, and the lion is probably not a match for the bison. But the reality is that the lion, after some effort, can often have a feast on the carcass of a bison.

The reason for all this is that when the majesty of the lion is enveloped over the bison, the sharpness of the horns disappears instantly.

Jiang Feng came out with a sword, the blade of the sword pierced the air, and the raging air flow brought up rushed straight into the clothes of Song Yuanqiao and the others. However, I don't know if the wind came first or the sword came first, the dragon scale short sword in Jiang Feng's hand was only a moment's work, and it had already met in a circle, and each of the five people's long swords fought hard.

Unexpectedly, the sound of this meteor crashing through the sky was not like a "ding" sound at all, but like the sound of a long sword scratching between the fine steel plates, long and piercing.

Each blade slashed through the tip of the sword, as if it had been wiped over, and instantly pressed down on the opponent's long sword.

In the battle of pure strength, except for Song Yuanqiao, the long swords of the other three people all involuntarily deflected. Especially Mo Shenggu, who was the latest to enter, was driven by Jiang Feng's short sword, and the long sword in his hand was almost about to come out of his hand.

The masters intersected, if it weren't for the life-and-death fight, the long sword would have lost half a move if it retreated so slightly.

With the reputation and status of the Wudang Seven Heroes in the rivers and lakes, if one move misses, don't say ten moves, it is no longer good to continue to shoot.

"Ah......h

At this moment, in the direction behind the Zhenwu Hall, there was a sudden sound of a long howl that rushed straight into the sky.

In the past, when the river wind penetrated the second vein of Ren Du, the qi penetrated Zhou Tian, and the internal strength of the whole body was complete, and he once involuntarily let out a long roar, and the sound shook for several miles, and all directions were shocked.

But if compared with the sound of the long whistle at this time, it seems a little insignificant.

If it was said that the long howl when the river wind broke through was enough to shake the surrounding miles for several miles, then the sound of the long howl coming from behind the True Martial Hall at this time seemed to be as if even the clouds in the sky were about to be dispersed.

The river breeze of the river breeze can be faintly felt, and in the distant sky, a breath of yin and yang hovers around. Even the clouds in the sky seem to have turned into yin and yang fishes, surrounding the entire sky.

"It's Master, Master, his old man's voice!"

At this moment, the most excited thing is the Wudang Five Heroes who are besieging Jiang Feng.

At this time, Jiang Feng had already hidden the dragon scale short sword in his sleeve again, but seeing that Jiang Feng's eyes were staring into the distance in a daze at this time, he suddenly said loudly: "Zhang Zhenren, the junior Jiang Feng is here to visit!"

At this time, the sound of Jiang Feng was like a surging wave, heading towards the direction of the Zhenwu Hall in the distance.

At this time, the sound of the long whistle was gone, but the residual sound still existed, intertwined with the sound of the river wind, and it shook the ears of everyone on Wudang Mountain.

"It turned out that Jiang Xiaoyou had arrived, I hadn't seen him for several years, Jiang Xiaoyou's skills had actually reached such a state, it was really gratifying! The old Taoist priest had been in retreat for many days, and he didn't know that Jiang Xiaoyou was here, and he couldn't go out to greet him, forgive me!"

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng's voice came, but there was not the slightest hint of turbulent waves. In everyone's ears, Zhang Sanfeng's words came clearly, just like the gossip of ordinary family members sitting at the head of the bed.

Zhang Sanfeng's opening, Song Qingshu, who was originally hiding behind Song Yuanqiao, was a "sigh" in his heart. The reason why he dared to talk in front of Song Yuanqiao and others was that he bet that Jiang Feng was just a person without any background.

However, as soon as Zhang Sanfeng opened his mouth at this time, he not only knew Jiang Feng, but also sounded that the relationship between the two was not ordinary. Later, if Jiang Feng goes to Zhang Sanfeng to complain, with Song Yuanqiao's temperament, he will have to pick up his three layers of skin.

"Senior Brother Wuji, Senior Brother asked you something!"

At this time, Song Qingshu had come to Zhang Wuji's side at some point, and asked cautiously. The so-called big husband can bend and stretch, and he is talking about people like Song Qingshu.

"Senior Brother Song, if you have anything to say, just ask!"

Zhang Wuji is indeed very forgetful, and at this moment, he has completely forgotten what Song Qingshu did just now. A brother surnamed Jiang, does he know Master Tai? Also, what kind of person is he, does he remember grudges?"

At this time, Zhang Wuji glanced at Jiang Feng, and then said cautiously: "When Master Tai took me to Hanshui, it was there that I met Brother Jiang. As for Brother Jiang, he has very high martial arts, and although he has killed many people, I think he should be a good person!"

Zhang Wuji's innocent smiling face did not bring much comfort to Song Qingshu, and his attention was already focused on Zhang Wuji's penultimate sentence "Although he has killed many people".

And just as Song Qingshu was worried, Zhang Sanfeng's figure in the distance had gradually appeared.

At this time, Jiang Feng saw from a distance that he had a sharp forehead and a thin neck, broad chest and long legs, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a burly figure, and eyebrows like silver. Compared with the Hankou meeting in the past, his clothes were much cleaner, and his complexion was much more ruddy. If a person looks better the older he gets, there is only one explanation, and that is that the inner kung fu has made great progress.

"Zhang Zhenren's demeanor is still the same!"

At this time, Jiang Feng first hugged his fists and saluted, and then in Jiang Feng's induction, he only felt that the original dusty breath on Zhang Sanfeng's body at this time had disappeared without a trace, and it was clear that Zhang Sanfeng at this time must have comprehended the best realm of returning to the basics in martial arts.

"Here, I would like to congratulate Zhang Zhenren first, so that I can go one step further from now on, and I don't have to be trapped in refining and refining qi again!"

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng brushed his beard, took a closer look, and said: "I haven't seen you for many years, Jiang Xiaoyou's way of refining and refining qi has come to an end, and it only takes time, and you will definitely be able to break through." The old Taoist priest has wasted nearly a hundred years, ashamed, ashamed!" )