In Ba Jinlun's eyes, this was the first duel between masters that he had seen when he walked the rivers and lakes, and its excitement was by no means comparable to that of his indiscriminate swinging of Wang Baquan in the village.

The Emei faction punishes the heart and stabs both hard and soft, smart and light; Jinyiwei's hundred battle knife methods are wide open and closed, and they are extremely fierce; Hehuan Valley's wind-splashing knife laws are endless, and the knives chase their lives.

In the final analysis, it is the senior brother of Hehuan Valley who has cultivated the internal strength of Hehuan to the peak, and he has stabilized the rest of the people in the realm of internal strength.

As soon as he thought of this, Ba Jinlun touched the broken Hehuan recipe in his arms with some sadness, he finished practicing this defective product, and the Hehuan recipe was just getting started, and this internal strength realm, even the strength of the three of them couldn't compete with it.

He was thinking about it here, and the Wang Ming disciple over there had already used a set of wind splashing knife techniques with all his might, and suddenly the sword light was terrifying, and Tu Cangsheng and Baili Xianxian were pressed back again and again.

Wang Mingtu also realized that once this brocade guard and the Emei faction intervened, this black pot was decided by itself, and unlike the previous cases he had done, Emei Fairy He Ziyan, that was a beauty that made many men in the rivers and lakes dream of her, once this "flower picking case" spread, it could be regarded as offending the men of the whole rivers and lakes.

Seeing that the two of them couldn't take down the king's disciple when they joined forces, Baili Xianxian was so angry that he lifted the veil, raised his willow eyebrows, and said angrily: "Wang's disciple! You are a negitable, lustful, and lustful arrogant person, this girl and Tan Lingbo of the Shujian League are like sisters, and she is becoming more and more emaciated for you, but you have abandoned her from the beginning to the end! The fairy in the Caspian Sea swears an alliance and makes a private life in the inkstone pond, have you forgotten everything? Today, you are plotting against my little junior sister again, you are worthy of ......?"

Hearing her talk about Tan Lingbo without concealment, Wang Mingtu put away his two knives and frowned. Ba Jinlun saw that he was happy to hunt, and immediately pricked up his ears, thinking that Lao Wang's romantic scene of angrily beheading the groom's official came from this girl's mouth, which was ten times more wonderful than what he said.

Suddenly, everyone only heard a light cough from the windowsill, and at some point, a green-robed Taoist had quietly appeared by the window. This Taoist face, Danfeng eyes, and three long whiskers at the lower jaw are neatly trimmed, looking like a fairy wind bone.

I saw this person caressing the dust with his hand and said: "Baili girl, don't be impatient......

This sentence was said calmly, but the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense, and Ba Jinlun secretly glimpsed that since the appearance of this old way, the back of Wang Mingtu's hand holding the double knife has quietly erupted......

"Poor Dao Wudang Yunxiang, Amitayus Buddha. ”

As soon as this old Taoist spoke, a righteous and peaceful power had spread throughout the audience, and Ba Jinlun immediately knew that something was wrong, because the purple qi on Wang Ming's face was flourishing, and he was obviously improving his skills to the extreme. This look like a great enemy, Ba Jinlun has never seen it.

"Yun Zhenren, you came just in time, this lewd thief bullied my little junior sister......" Baili Xianxian saw that the reinforcements had arrived, and he was pleasantly surprised.

Yunxiang Dao glanced at He Ziyan on the bed, and immediately understood the reason, his face sank, and said, "Wang Mingtu, I have long heard that you are happy with the name of a prostitute, a wife and a daughter, and a bad person, and today you dare to give such a poisonous hand to the Emei faction He Woman, if the poor Dao sits idly by, it will violate the chivalrous name of the Wudang faction." ”

Wang Mingtu said sarcastically: "Oh? Wang made his debut at the age of sixteen, and the flowers he picked were not 1,000, but 800, why didn't he see the Cloud Dao Chief standing up as a flower messenger at that time? ”

"In the battle of tongues, it is useless to talk too much. Yunxiang Daoist did not argue with Wang Mingtu, he took a light step forward, raised his arms to his chest, and turned his palms into yin and yang, which was the starting style of Wudang School's peerless Taijiquan.

Wang Mingtu's eyes were solemn, the horse stepped diagonally, the height of the two knives was wrong, and he also put on a move that was both offensive and defensive in the wind splashing knife technique, "rain or shine".

Suddenly, both of them moved, Wang Ming's double swords were like a storm, and Yun Xiang's Tai Chi was as dignified as a mountain. Holding the bird's tail, like a seal, crossing, every move of Yun Xiang is drawn in a circle, it seems to have a strong stickiness, every time the double knife is brought by this punch, it is crooked to the side, so that the king ordered several moves in a row, can only be handed to Yun Xiang three inches in front of him, and can not take another half step.

Seeing that Yun Xiang's Tai Chi Quan made it round and wishful, Wang Ming smiled evilly, purple qi flashed on his face, and a strange Hehuan Jue Qi was released along the blade. As soon as this qi met Yun Xiang's fist wind, Yun Xiang felt that the true qi in his body was beating wildly, almost out of his control.

Yun Xiang knew that the subtlety of the internal strength of the Hehuan Jue was that its qi could disturb the operation of the true qi in the opponent's meridians. At that moment, he didn't dare to use all his strength, but used about thirty percent of the true qi in his body to forcibly suppress the disturbance caused by the Hehuan Jue.

The skills of the two were originally almost the same. In this way, Wang Mingtu had a slight advantage in internal strength, while Yun Xiang was slightly better in moves by virtue of his Taijiquan weightlifting.

Seeing that the two of them were in a bitter battle, Baili Xianxian snorted lightly, "Tu Cangsheng, you go to help Yun Zhenren, I'll save my junior sister first!" As he spoke, he jumped towards He Ziyan, who was unconscious.

Tu Cangsheng is already difficult to ride a tiger at this time, the Jinyi Guard's military law is harsh, if he can't take the king's order today, not only his future will come to an end, but he is afraid that he can't even save his life, his heart is horizontal, and a "battlefield autumn soldier" slashes at the back of the king's head.

I saw that Wang Ming's ape arm was lightly relaxed, his right hand was single-handed, and he bounced off Tu Cangsheng's embroidered spring knife, his left knee sank, and his left-handed single knife was swept away from the oblique downward direction, and Shengsheng stopped between Baili Slender and He Ziyan, and then a cross-legged flying leg kicked at Yun Xiang and waved the pipa.

But when he was distracted, Hehuan Jue's strength was completely suppressed by Yun Xiang, and this foot intersected with Yun Xiang's full strength with one palm, which was already a dark loss.

Yun Xiang's palm spit out with internal force, turning from soft to rigid, not only hitting Wang Mingtu half of his body sore, but also bringing up the palm wind that made Ba Jinlun, who was hiding in the corner, rush to fight, and sit on the ground with his ass.

Ba Jinlun was full of indignation at this time, in the past, the storytellers in the village said that these famous and decent families paid the most attention to martial virtues, and what they said was to bully the widow with the crowd and bully the weak, all of which were done by evil ways, and now it seems that they are all farts.

He was unwilling to stand up and scold, but unexpectedly, these four people fought each other, and the wind in the room was so full of tears that he couldn't lift his head.

He was looking down and rubbing his eyes, but he suddenly found that there was a delicate commode beside him, and when he shook it, there were still more than half a bucket of filth in it. He was angry from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts, gritted his teeth and lifted the commode, and smashed it towards the Yunxiang Daoist in the face of the whirring wind.

Yunxiang Daoist was facing away from Ba Jinlun, with his keen six senses, how could he not know that someone was sneaking up behind him? However, this Qing cultivator only thought that what Ba Jinlun threw over was a hard object such as a table, chair and bench, and he didn't expect that this kid would be able to smash a commode as a hidden weapon.

Yunxiang Daoist didn't look behind him, he made a single whip sideways in a chic way, and with a bang, the rushing commode was shattered, and the sparse yellow and white thing in the bucket suddenly poured him all over his face.

The expression on Yun Xiang's face was wonderful for a while, the thin yellow semi-condensed solid trickled from his eyebrows all the way through his well-maintained long beard, and in a pair of eyes that were originally as deep as jade, they were instantly more white and less black.

Suddenly, he made a "ho-ho" sound in his mouth, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling hysterically, he lifted up his big sleeves and covered his face desperately, turned his head and ran towards the door, on the way, he didn't know what he tripped over, and after getting up, he was wearing a cloak and dancing, which was completely inconsistent with the identity of the master of Wudang Mountain.

Ba Jinlun was also stunned by the power of his own commode, this momentum is not inferior to the king's order, and the appearance of the Wudang master who has competed with the old immortals, gave himself a bucket of and urine and ran away?

Hey, people who have a habit of cleanliness can't afford to hurt it!