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Walking to the front of the martial arts arena, Sun Yuru stood still, his eyes swept over everyone, his curved and thin eyebrows were raised, and he scolded softly: "You don't concentrate on practicing, what are you thinking nonsense?!"

Everyone's minds were all in the Yanxia Pavilion, and they didn't pay attention to their backs, and when they heard the voice of the third senior sister at first glance, they subconsciously shrank their bodies, put on a correct posture, and pretended to be practicing with their hearts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"If you are so unsettled, how can you become a master?!" The round eyes widened, and Sun Yuru scolded loudly.

Everyone lowered their heads and practiced silently, and no one dared to defend themselves.

Seeing everyone's silent appearance, and then looking at Sun Yuru's appearance with a jade face, Xiao Yuesheng felt very interesting in his heart, it seems that this gentle and beautiful Sun Yuru is usually a strict senior sister.

"Practice hard, don't be distracted!" Sun Yuru scolded loudly, and her round eyes glared at everyone hard.

She turned around, and when she faced Xiao Yuesheng, she immediately turned into a gentle smile, and said softly, "Sir, let's go and have a look?"

Xiao Yuesheng pursed his lips tightly, lest he laugh, nodded solemnly, and walked towards Yanxia Pavilion.

Xiao Jian followed behind the two, two bodies behind, his eyelids drooped, not looking at the two, only staring at his feet, so as not to be sad.

Their pace was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the Yanxia Pavilion.

There were six people standing outside the Yanxia Pavilion, two dressed as Taoist priests and four in layman clothes, walking around and patrolling outside the door, their eyes shining brightly and their expressions vigilant.

Look at their respective steps, their temperament is strong, calm as a mountain, quite the momentum of the disciples of the Taishan faction.

Decades of practicing a certain kind of martial arts, imperceptibly, the heart and temperament will be affected by it, the martial arts of the Taishan faction are majestic and heavy, towering like Mount Tai, and their temperament is also calm and generous.

Sun Yuru stared at the six people, stepped inside, and the six stood forward, blocking the door.

"What are you doing?!" Sun Yuru raised her thin eyebrows, her round eyes widened, and her expression was displeased.

"Three donors, this is the most important place in the sect, and you are not allowed to trespass without permission!" a young Taoist priest bowed.

He has clear eyebrows, gentle and polite, without a trace of arrogance.

Sun Yuru's eyebrows furrowed, and she said unhappily: "This is the Yanxia Sect...... I'm here on the orders of my teacher, why can't I enter?!"

"Donor, please wait, let me go to the ceremony!" the young Taoist priest bowed again, and said softly, not to be angry.

Xiao Yuesheng stopped him and said loudly: "Yuru, forget it, just let this little path chief take a look." ”

Sun Yuru looked at Xiao Yuesheng puzzled.

In her impression, Mr. Xiao is very arrogant and can't tolerate others to offend, but if he commits a crime, he will be returned a hundred times, what's wrong today?...... Are you afraid of the Taishan faction?

Thinking of this, she was busy and denied it, Mr. Xiao would not be afraid of the Taishan faction, so why would he talk so well?

She thought in her heart, slowly speculated, quite bothered.

Soon, the young Taoist priest floated out lightly and bowed: "Three donors, please-"

Xiao Jian followed behind the two of them and glared at the six people fiercely, this is the Yanxia Sect, when will it be their turn to point fingers?!

In the hall, the atmosphere was solemn, there was no sound, and they all looked at the three of them.

Sun Yuru's round eyes swept away, and Master Wu Wanyun sat on the chairman, and below was the head of Tiansong Dao, who was stroking his hair and looking at this side, his eyes were dignified and his expression was majestic.

Below the Tiansong Daoist are a few Taoist priests, and opposite a few Taoist priests are sitting three of their own fellow disciples, sitting in a precarious position, with a dignified demeanor.

She bowed forward and said obediently, "Master." ”

"Well, this is the Tiansong Dao Chief, have you seen it?" Wu Wanyun nodded lightly and pointed at the Tiansong Dao Chief.

Sun Yuru turned around, clenched his fists and arched his hand: "I've seen Tiansong Dao Chang,...... The Taoist chief is radiant and better than in the past. ”

"Hehe, the granddaughter is overrated!" Tiansong Dao Chang stroked his hair and laughed, revealing a kind look, and the praise of the beautiful woman made him extremely useful.

"Sit down. Wu Wanyun said lightly.

"Yes. Sun Yuru responded obediently and sat next to Li Tianyong, and Yang Guangyuan gave up the seat.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't say a word, and sat directly beside her, and Yang Guangyuan gave up another one.

Tiansong Daoist glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, raised his eyebrows, and did not move, but he was secretly unhappy in his heart.

"Master Wu, your faction is really full of talents!" Tiansong Dao Chang stroked his hair and glanced at the people in the hall, and said with a smile: "Last time, the Southern Yunnan Dakou Zhu had no reason to be the head, it all depended on the strength of your faction, and the head of the sect sent us to thank you." ”

Wu Wanyun shook her head lightly: "People in the martial arts, punishing evil and promoting good is a matter of duty, why should the head of Tianmen be polite?!"

"Hehe, that's true. Tiansong Daoist smiled, hiding his embarrassment, this head of Wu, spoke indifferently, and it was really difficult for people to get off the stage.

He glanced at everyone, and said with a smile: "All of them are the Great Kou of Southern Yunnan, which is extremely difficult to deal with, and the disciples of your sect are now fine, right?"

"They're already recovering. Wu Wanyun said lightly.

He is also very tired of this Tiansong Daoist, a pair of eyes are slippery, and people are uncomfortable to see, and they know that they have no good intentions at a glance.

"Your faction has really done a great thing, the name of the Yanxia faction has spread all over the world!" "Tiansong Daoist said with a smile: "Alas...... , when I told the master, he still didn't believe it, saying that with the strength of your faction, it is impossible to kill all of you for no reason, and I am also unhappy for your faction!"

Wu Wanyun's eyebrows moved, and she smiled faintly: "My Yanxia Sect has always been unknown, no wonder the Heavenly Gate Dao Master thinks so!"

The nameless karmic fire in their hearts was ignited by "Teng", surging and rolling in their chests, they were suspicious of this, and it was really contempt for the Yanxia faction!

Reason is still alive, the Taishan faction is the first sword faction in Shandong, and it cannot be offended, otherwise, it will be in a difficult situation and will soon be annexed.

It's just that their words are too annoying!

Her surname is violent, looking at the expression of Tiansong Dao Chang smiling and groaning, her anger keeps jumping up, wave after wave, like ocean waves.

After all, she is the head of a faction, and she has a city in her chest, she squeezed out a smile, and said lightly: "Dao Chief, the swordsmanship of the Taishan faction is subtle, I have admired it for a long time, and now it is a rare opportunity, why don't you let the inferior disciples learn from the senior brothers of your faction, and let a few of my inferior disciples open their eyes, how about it?"

"Oh-?!" Tiansong Dao Chang glanced at her in surprise, and when he saw her cold gaze, he understood a little in his heart.

"That's very good!" Tiansong Daoist secretly sneered in his heart, nodded and said: "My disciples are also arrogant, they don't know the extraordinaryness of others, and they also let them remember their surnames for a long time!"

The smile on Wu Wanyunyu's face disappeared, and she said lightly: "I have a total of four major disciples, let them learn one or two from the senior brothers of your sect one by one!"

"Very good!" Daoist Tiansong nodded, glanced back at the disciples seated, and waved his hand.

The four of them stood up and bowed: "Please teach more!"

Then sat down, Jianjie was still standing, stepped forward, hugged his fists and said: "Poor Dao Jiane, which one of the masters?"

Jianjie is already middle-aged, majestic, with bright eyes and high temples, obviously an ordinary master.

The Yanxia Sect had figured out the details of this person last time, and knew that he was a disciple of the Tianmen Dao Elder Descendant, and his swordsmanship was full of the subtlety of the Taishan Sect.

Li Tianyong glanced left and right, his mind turned, he stood up with "Teng", and threw his fist to Wu Wanyun: "Master, disciple, please fight!"

Wu Wanyun glanced at him with a cold gaze, and nodded slowly: "Well, go ahead, it's just a discussion, don't hurt anyone!"

"Disciple obeys!" Li Tianyong replied in a deep voice, nodding solemnly.

Jian Jie's brows furrowed, and a wave of anger rose in his heart, this surname Wu is so big! Don't hurt people, is it possible, you are so poor?!

The little smoke and haze faction is so arrogant, I just wanted to give him a little color to see, but now it seems that I have to be a little powerful!

Wu Wanyun was sure in her heart that this second disciple had always acted steadily and in a very measured manner, and he was relieved to take the lead.

"Dao Chief, please!" Li Tianyong turned around, clasped his fists and saluted Jianji, his hand pressed on the hilt of his sword, his eyes narrowed, and he became brighter and brighter.

"Then you're welcome!" Jian Ji smiled, drew his sword out of its sheath, shook the sword body, and recalled a silver sword flower, and the skill on the sword was fully revealed.

Li Tianyong's eyes froze, and his heart sank, he already thought that the other party's swordsmanship was good, but he didn't want to be so clever, he was afraid that he was a little worse.

But the matter has come to this, there is no way to retreat, only to bite the bullet, move forward bravely, fight with your life, and break a way, you can't lose the face of the Yanxia faction, otherwise, the two brothers and sisters will fight for their lives to kill a little fame that they have gained for no reason, and they will be in the water.

"Please!" Li Tianyong said in a deep voice, with the horizontal sword in front of him, the internal strength of his body was drumming, and his eyes were full of essence.

Seeing this, Sun Yuru was a little worried, tilted his head to Xiao Yuesheng, and whispered: "Second Senior Brother is going to fight hard!"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, smelling the faint fragrance from her sideburns, this virgin fragrance made people's hearts shake.

Sitting in the pineapple wood Taishi chair, Wu Wanyun's cold gaze swept over Sun Yuru and Xiao Yuesheng, and frowned.

Jian Jie's footsteps moved, his body revolved around Li Tianyong, the long sword was erected on his chest, and his feet walked down, like a gossip swimming dragon's palm, walking faster and faster.

Li Tianyong erected his sword in front of his chest, his body did not move, and he responded to all changes with no change, his eyes were slightly closed, and only a gap was exposed.

"Snort!" Jian Jie's body was like a Jiao, and he suddenly took out his sword and stabbed Li Tianyong in the front, he disdained to attack him in the back.

Li Tianyong's eyes widened sharply, his essence was released, his arm twisted the sword, and with a "ding" sound, the two swords intersected, latticed, and each swinged.

His body remained motionless, and he continued to swim without stagnation, except under his feet.

Li Tianyong closed his eyes slightly, revealing only a gap, this is his hands-on experience, open his eyes wide, it is not as good as this afterglow, his vision is wider, and his feelings are more keen.

After two laps, Jianjie's body was faster and closer to him, as if he was walking in concentric circles around Li Tianyong, slowly approaching.

"Whew!" a sword stabbed out, like lightning and flint, and it was extremely fast.

"Ding" Li Tianyong's eyes widened sharply, his essence was shining, the swords were in harmony, and the two swords collided, and the sound was even clearer and louder.

Jian's body is not stagnant, and if he can't make a sword, he will draw his sword and leave.

Li Tianyong took advantage of the trend, and as soon as the long sword was handed over, there was a sound of "swish", and the sword was extremely fast.

But Jian's body is extremely fast, and when facing the long sword, he doesn't care, and then swims under his feet, narrowly dodging the long sword, and the tip of the sword is almost stabbed.

Jian Jie sneered, and in the blink of an eye, he had come behind Li Tianyong, and along with his body method, the long sword stabbed out, with the help of the power of his body method.

"Ding" Li Tianyong swung his sword again to block.

Oh took two steps back, Li Tianyong's face turned red, his eyes were shining, and he was furious, as if he had seen an enemy who killed his father.

He only felt that his blood and qi were floating, and the internal force in his body seemed to be about to get out of control, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked by the deep internal force that had been built.

"Ahh

Sun Yuru hurriedly turned his head: "Oh no, the second senior brother is really going to work hard this time!"

"Go stop him!" Xiao Yuesheng said in a low voice.

"But ......" Sun Yuru glanced at the master, and saw that her face was sinking like water, staring at the second senior brother, but she didn't move, and hesitated.

She turned her head and looked at Xiao Yuesheng with round eyes: "Master, ...... she?"

"Your master, she's confused, go and stop it!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted in a deep voice, his face sank like water, and said coldly.

Sun Yuru hesitated, in such a situation, if he rashly blocked it, it would be really abrupt and presumptuous, giving people a sense of not knowing etiquette, and discrediting the Yanxia faction.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, smiled, and said no more.

Tiansong Daoist looked at Wu Wanyun, and when he saw that she didn't speak, he sneered in his heart, and he didn't stop him, he wanted to give the Yanxia faction a good look, lest they don't know the height of the sky and be too arrogant.

Li Tianyong's face turned red, his body seemed to be a little taller, and he stabbed straight with a sword, and there was a sharp roar of "snort", like the sound of cloth tearing.

Seeing his formation, Jian Jie had already prepared, and when he saw his stabbing coming, he avoided it sideways, walked down at his feet, and stabbed back with a sword.

Li Tianyong did not dodge, and also stabbed him in the left chest.

Jianjie changed color slightly, but he didn't expect this Li Tianyong to fight for his life, even if he stabbed him, he couldn't avoid this sword, and he died together.

In desperation, he could only withdraw his sword to avoid it.

The two of you stab a sword, I stab a sword, each avoids it, but the other party is helpless, Jianjie keeps wandering, Li Tianyong does not move, the two of them move and stillness, stalemate.

Seeing this, the head of the Tensong Dao coughed lightly, and it was quite loud in the silent hall.

When Jian Jie heard this, he glanced at Tiansong Daochang, and understood in his heart that Uncle Shi was reminding himself to fight quickly.

This Li Tianyong is really difficult, he wanted to fight quickly, but he was unknowingly dragged on by him for so long, and spreading it was enough to make the Yanxia faction famous!

Thinking of this, he was no longer polite, and his swordsmanship suddenly changed, swift and brisk, like a stream flowing happily down the mountain.

Li Tianyong stabbed out with a sword, and the other party had already drawn three swords, so that the difference between the superior and the inferior was very far.

The three swords came out together, Li Tianyong erected his swords, but only resisted one, and the other two swords all fell on him.

He was struck in the left shoulder and right shoulder at the same time, and with a "dang bang", the long sword fell to the ground, and blood gushed out.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sun Yuru floated out, pursed his lips, pointed his fingers like a sword, quickly pointed at the acupoint near his shoulder, stopped the bleeding, and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, opened the porcelain bottle and poured out some white powder in the wound.

It seems that she is because of the defeat of the second senior brother, but in fact, she has other thoughts in her heart, but she complains about herself, she didn't listen to Mr. Xiao's words, and she can't make a decision immediately, otherwise, the second senior brother will not be injured, she is really a stupid girl!

"Second Senior Brother, go back!" she gently supported Li Tianyong, turned around and was about to leave, without looking at Jian Jie.

Jian's face stiffened, but he still followed the etiquette, and under the maintenance of his demeanor, he said: "Accept!"

Li Tianyong's face was pale, he had just used the method of stimulating potential, but now he was scattered, his blood and qi were surging, his body was empty and weak, and his face was as white as snow.

"Master, I'm ashamed, the disciple is embarrassed!" Li Tianyong did not move, broke away from Sun Yuru's hand, and turned to Wu Wanyun.

Wu Wanyun's face sank like water, waved her hand, and said lightly: "The skills are not as good as others, there is nothing to say, just work hard in the future!"

"Yes, disciple follow the teachings!" Li Tianyong bowed and nodded, his arms hanging down, unable to bend, and difficult to salute with fists.

"Hehe, Li Shaoxia, is the injury on your arm serious?" Tiansong Dao Chang stroked his beard and smiled, shook his head, and turned around to glare at Jian Jie: "Jian Jie's nephew, learn from each other, why be too serious, you are too serious!"

"Yes, the disciple knows his mistake!" Jian Ji bowed, and then clasped his fists and arched at Li Tianyong: "Li Shaoxia, it's rude!"

Li Tianyong gritted his teeth, his face became paler, but he tried to squeeze out a smile, and said slowly: "The sword has no eyes, and it is inevitable that there will be a difference,...... It's inferior to others in terms of skills, no wonder it's long!"

Sun Yuru glared at Jian Jie with hatred, her teeth clucked, her heart was full of anger, she let go of Li Tianyong's hand, tiptoed a little, and swept to Jian Jie: "Dao Chief, the little girl leads the tricks!"

Jian Jie was stunned, looked at Sun Yuru, and then turned his head to look at Wu Wanyun, hesitated in his heart, shook his head, but smiled silently, took two steps back, and wanted to return to his seat.

"Slow down!" Sun Yuru's body shook, blocking his way: "Does the Taoist think that the little woman is not worthy of your shot?!"

"Don't dare. Jianjie shook his head and smiled: "Uncle Shi said before, one per person, I have already compared, it is the turn of the next junior brother." ”

Sun Yuru frowned and turned her head to look at Wu Wanyun.

Wu Wanyun nodded lightly: "Yuru, you can learn from the next Dao Master,...... Lest there be a suspicion of wheel warfare!"

Sun Yuru nodded yes, glaring at Jian Ye with hatred.

Jian Jie shook his head and smiled, too lazy to see a woman, besides, she was still a young and beautiful woman.

In the Taishan faction, no one moved, all of them were as steady as Mount Tai, motionless.

A few of them, none of whom wanted to do anything with a woman, if they won, they should have been, but if they lost, they would be laughed at.

Tiansong Dao Chang stroked his long hair, glanced at everyone, and said slowly: "Jianren, you come and have a discussion with the granddaughter." ”

“...... Yes!" a young Taoist priest stood up and saluted Tiansong Daoist, his delicate face revealing reluctance.

Although he is young, his generation is not small, his talent is extremely high, and he is a rising star of the Taishan faction, so he naturally has a bit of arrogance.

The sword eyebrows are bright, heroic, and a pair of eyes are shining, which is extremely attractive to women.

But the disciples in the Yanxia Sect are all handsome men and beautiful women, Sun Yuru didn't feel unusual, just glanced at him lightly, the anger in his heart was still there, and he wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Granddaughter, please!" Jianren clenched his fists and pressed the hilt of his sword.

Sun Yuru pursed her plump red lips tightly and spit out a word vigorously: "Please-!"

Seeing that her expression was not good, Jianren was vigilant in his heart, don't overturn the boat in the gutter and lose to a woman, then you will have no face to see people!

Sun Yuru drew his sword, stepped forward, leaped forward, and stabbed out lightly, swift and light, the sword light flashed, and it had reached him.

Jianren was taken aback, caught off guard, thinking that he would be polite first, but he didn't expect to directly use such a killer, almost like a sneak attack.

When his mind was spinning, he made an iron plate bridge.

Sun Yuru slowed down, stopped in front of him, withdrew his long sword, took a step back, and said lightly: "You have to be careful!"

Jianren was slightly embarrassed, his heart was annoyed, his face was red, and his eyes were shining.

He can no longer care that his opponent is a beautiful woman, and he has to defeat her, otherwise, she will not be able to look down on herself!

"Sun Nuxia should also be careful!" He stabbed out with a sword, pretentious, extraordinary, and the sword light directly enveloped Sun Yuru, no matter how merciless, it was already a superb swordsmanship.

Sun Yuru took a step back slightly, and with a flick of his hand, the long sword slanted upward, hitting him right on the opponent's sword body.

The disciples of the Yanxia Sect in the field moved in their hearts, and secretly shouted, this is another move!

The power of this move, they have already seen, almost invincible, they have all been defeated by this move.

Li Tianyong was especially excited, his body trembled slightly, the grievance in his heart was indescribable, if Sun Yuru couldn't win, he would go crazy.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", Jianren's figure froze, and the long sword swung up.

Sun Yuru is familiar with it, he leaps forward, probes his long sword, and stabs out with a "snort".

Jianren saw her long sword stabbed and wanted to move away, but the long sword surged into her body with a strange internal force, and the internal force stagnated, and she was unable to dodge, and she watched a slight pain in her right shoulder, like being bitten by a mosquito.

"Accept!" Sun Yuru retreated, returned the sword to the sheath, and saluted with a fist.

Jianren's right shoulder was full of blood, Jianren hurriedly rushed out, stopped the bleeding at the acupoint, sprinkled the wound medicine, and turned his head to look at Sun Yuru.

Sun Yuru had already floated back to her seat, with a faint smile on her face.

Jian Jie was angry in his heart, this Sun Yuru obviously deliberately hurt people in revenge for hurting her second senior brother just now!

Tiansong Daochang's face sank slightly, and then he returned to normal, stroked his hair and smiled: "Master Wu, I didn't expect the high-foot swordsmanship to be so exquisite!"

"The child's family, the swordsmanship is still shallow, and he smiled. Wu Wanyun said lightly, with a smile on her cold jade face.

The more angry the Tiansong Daoist became in his heart, but he smiled on his face: "Master Wu is gentle!"

He waved his hand, and another disciple stood up, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with an ordinary appearance, a wooden face, a calm bearing, and a fist salute: "Kid Yiyang, lead the tricks!"

Yang Guangyuan stood up and saluted Wu Wanyun: "Master, disciple, please fight." ”

"Go ahead, be careful. Wu Wanyun waved her hand, commanded lightly, and looked at him deeply with a cold gaze.

"Disciple understands!" Yang Guangyuan nodded heavily.

He understood the master's eyes, and he only wanted to defend himself, not to hurt the enemy, and not to win.

The other person is also a calm person, the two of them are fighting, it is really like a competition, Yang Guangyuan only defends and does not attack, and the other party also lacks the idea of attacking, which looks dull and boring.

"Yuru, this person is dangerous, let your fourth junior brother admit defeat as soon as possible!" Xiao Yuesheng whispered in Sun Yuru's ear.

Sun Yuru turned his head to look at him, but saw that his face sank like water.

Sun Yuru smiled bitterly, she wanted to do it very much, but Mr. Xiao acted without scruples, always letting himself do things that he couldn't do, and shook his head: "The fourth junior brother won't listen!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said no more.

Yang Guangyuan's heart gradually relaxed, even if it is the Taishan faction, not everyone is a master, and there is always a high and low level of learning.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Sun Yuru suddenly drank urgently.

Yang Guangyuan was surprised when he heard it, but he felt a chill in his lower abdomen, lowered his head, and a sword was stabbing in his abdomen, and a trace of chill poured out from his lower abdomen, reaching his whole body, and the strength of his body seemed to be frozen, and he wanted to move, but he was weak.

He shook his head, and there was a sincere face in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I missed!" the young man clenched his fists apologetically, still calm and calm, not flustered, took a few steps back, and sat down among the people of the Taishan faction.

Du Wenxiu and Sun Yuru both swept over, Li Tianyong wanted to move, but he felt a pain in his shoulders and couldn't move, so he could only watch eagerly.

"Fourth Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother!" Sun Yuru held his shoulders and supported him, calling eagerly, in a soft tone.

"Third Senior Sister, am I going to die?" Yang Guangyuan's eyes were scattered, he looked at her in a daze, his eyes were full of reluctance, and he muttered.

"No! no!" Sun Yuru shook her head, pursed her lips, shook her head vigorously, turned around and shouted, "Mr. Xiao!"

Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly walked over and said in a deep voice: "Put him flat and put him down slowly...... ...... with Yin Seal him Guan Yuan! Shimen! Zhongji...... Shenque and Tianshu!"

Sun Yuru did not hesitate, and turned his right hand into a sword, and pointed at the big acupoint he said.

He turned his head to Du Wenxiu and said, "Miss Du, you can also help, Yangjin, Lao Gong, Qu Ze, Tianquan, Yu Mansion, Lingxu, and Pylorus!"

Du Wenxiu's cold eyes glanced at him, nodded, and pointed his fingers like a sword, and quickly pointed at the few big points he said.

Yang Guangyuan suddenly fell unconscious, motionless, his face was as pale as snow, and he looked quite scary.

Tiansong Dao Chang stroked his head and said with a wry smile: "Alas...... , Master Wu, I'm ashamed, my apprentice, my martial arts are too poor, and people can't control the sword!"

Wu Wanyun sneered: "It's nothing, it's just that the inferior apprentices are not good at learning!"

After she said that, she no longer looked at Tiansong, although she did not leave her seat, her eyes were fixed on Xiao Yuesheng and the others, her hands clenched the pear wood armrest, and she sank into it for half an inch.

"Yang Jin, seal his chapter door and rush door!" Xiao Yuesheng said lightly.

Du Wenxiu replied, then turned his head to look at him.

Xiao Yuesheng breathed a sigh of relief, pressed on his mouth, seemed to feel his heartbeat, and nodded: "It's okay!"

"That's it?" Sun Yuru seemed to be in disbelief, and looked at the long sword inserted in his abdomen, his heart pounding.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and said softly: "Now that you draw your sword, you need to be soft,...... It's better Miss Du!"

Du Wenxiu nodded quietly, and slowly touched the hilt of the sword with his right hand.

"Slowly, gently. Xiao Yuesheng pressed down with both hands.

Du Wenxiu nodded, Qingyun Gong in his right hand spit lightly, soft as a spring breeze, the long sword moved slowly, stained with blood, Sun Yuru turned his head, and his round eyes stared at Yiyang Daoist.

Daoist Yiyang looked straight at her, his face was as wooden as usual, his expression was immovable, calm as a mountain, and he looked worthy of his heart, and nodded at her.

Sun Yuru bit her lower lip tightly, her teeth almost bit into her plump lips, and her eyes breathed fire, wanting to burn him away.

"Huh?" Du Wenxiu sighed lightly, and Sun Yuru hurriedly turned around.

The sword had been drawn completely, and the body of the sword was stained with blood, but there was no blood coming out of the wound on the abdomen.

This is really against common sense, Du Wenxiu and Sun Yuru glanced at each other and looked at Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned and said solemnly: "He needs to be careful to recuperate, and he can't use force,...... If it cracks, there will be no power to return to the sky!"

"Sir, don't worry!" Sun Yuru nodded heavily, beckoned, and Xiao Jian ran over: "Xiao Jian, go get a stretcher!"

Little Arrow nodded and hurried out.

Du Wenxiu stared at Yang Guangyuan thoughtfully, her own medical skills are extremely high, otherwise, she would not have saved Xiao Yuesheng with one shot.

She was wondering why she had ordered these acupoints, such a serious injury, and actually stopped the bleeding, which was really unbelievable.

In a daze, Xiao Jian had already run back, and there was another handsome young man, who was also a disciple of the Yanxia Sect.

The two lifted Yang Guangyuan up and slowly sent him out of the hall.

Sun Yuru and Xiao Yuesheng also followed.

"Sir, it's all my fault!" Sun Yuru and Xiao Yuesheng walked at the end, sighing in a low voice, pursing their soft cherry lips.

There was a blood stain on the lower lip, and there were faint two tooth marks, which were bitten by her just now.

Xiao Yuesheng waved her hand, knowing what she meant, and smiled: "Forget it!"

Sun Yuru shook her head and bit her lower lip: "If I am more resolute, the fourth senior brother will not be injured, and the second senior brother will not be injured!"

"How can you do whatever you want in the world?" Xiao Yuesheng patted her thin shoulder and comforted her softly: "Their surnames are fine, and if they are injured, it's not a big deal." ”

Sun Yuru bit her lower lip and pouted, still complaining that she was indecisive and had no courage, if she was a senior sister, she would not hesitate!

Xiao Yuesheng's small courtyard was still there, and the furnishings inside were the same as before, and the two of them placed Yang Guangyuan in the pavilion of the small courtyard.

Listening to the sound of the bamboo forest, Sun Yuru snorted: "These people from the Taishan faction are not at all well-intentioned!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "The big sect is always a little arrogant, how can you allow an ordinary small sect to challenge the majesty?"

Sun Yuru picked up the teapot, filled it for him, handed it to him with both hands, and sighed: "This time, we have formed a bond with the Taishan faction!"

"Yes, you're in big trouble!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

The two were talking, when they suddenly heard footsteps, and Xiao Jian hurriedly ran in and shouted, "Third Senior Sister, Mr. Xiao, something is wrong!"

Sun Yuru's round eyes glared at him, and said angrily: "What are you panicking about?!"

"Yes!" Xiao Jian took a deep breath, adjusted his breath, and said, "Senior Sister abolished the martial arts of that person just now!"

"Hmm-?!" Sun Yuru stood up and said busily: "What's going on, tell me quickly!"

Xiao Jian's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly and quickly: "As soon as I entered the hall just now, the senior sister had been in a daze, and suddenly, she jumped in front of the man, and without saying a word, she directly took out her sword, and the two fought. ”

Sun Yuru wrinkled her nose and showed disdain: "Hmph!

"Naturally, I can't beat Senior Sister!" Xiao Jian waved his hand vigorously and said excitedly: "...... He was forced by the senior sister to only have the power to parry, and he had no ability to fight back!"

Sun Yuru nodded: "That's right!"

Xiao Jian continued: "That day, Song Lao Dao was shameless, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he actually flew over, wanting to break the siege!"

"It's really shameless!" Sun Yuru's round eyes widened, and she snorted angrily: "It's still a famous family!"

With a big bully, he was ridiculed in the martial arts, and he didn't respect his identity, but the dignified Taishan faction was so unruly, Sun Yu was really angry.

"Hmph, it's useless for him to make a move!" Xiao Jian sneered, raised his head, and said in an impassioned tone: "Senior sister Luoxia Sword with one move, even Tiansong Lao Dao also fought together, forcing that Lao Dao to parry, unable to break the siege!"

"You should give him a little bit of power!" Sun Yuru slapped his palms vigorously and nodded in relief.

"How can that humanist be able to parry the Luoxia Sword?!" Xiao Jian snorted disdainfully: "I was stabbed in the wrist by the senior sister, and my tendons were directly abolished, in this life...... Sensei is counting on another sword!"

"It's a good waste!" Sun Yuru clapped her hands, remembering that when she stared at the person just now, the person's face did not change, and he didn't take it seriously at all, as if killing the fourth junior brother was like stepping on an ant to death, which was not worth mentioning.

At that time, she wanted to kill him with a sword.

Xiao Yuesheng was silent.

"And then, what about after he was abolished?" Sun Yuru asked hurriedly.

Xiao Jian said with a smile: "That day, the face of the old man Song, you haven't seen it, the third senior sister, a burst of green, a burst of white, a burst of white, a burst of green, changing back and forth, but it's wonderful!"

"He didn't get angry and fight with his master?!" Sun Yuru asked with a smile.

"No......" Xiao Jian shook his head and sneered: "He's a soft egg, and he walked away!"

"These stinky guys are purely here to fight!" Sun Yuru scolded indignantly.

Seeing that Xiao Yuesheng was thoughtful, Sun Yuru tilted his head and asked, "What is Mr. thinking?"

"Alas...... , you Yanxia Sect is in big trouble!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head.

"Hmph, the soldiers are coming, the water is flooding, it's not a big deal!" Sun Yuru knew what he was referring to, and with a towering chest, he snorted coquettishly.

Xiao Yuesheng shook her head, she didn't know how powerful a famous faction was, and a small Yanxia faction could be wiped out with a snap of her fingers.

Seeing Xiao Yuesheng's brows tightened, Sun Yuru said coquettishly: "Sir, don't worry, we are not muddy, just don't go out!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and didn't say much.

The night is like water, the moon is high, and the stars are dotted.

In Xiao Yuesheng's small valley, the clear lake water reflects the bright moon in the sky, the insects chirp softly, and the whole valley is quiet and hazy.

Xiao Yuesheng was practicing the Nine Turns of Yi Tendon Technique by the lake outside the house, when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, stopped his movements, turned his head and smiled: "Miss Wu is here in the starry night, what do you have to say?"

Like water and moonlight, Wu Wanyun's white skirt fluttered, curling in, her eyes were like autumn water, and Yingying fell on his face.

He was graceful, graceful, with a burst of fragrance, came to Xiao Yuesheng, glanced at him, didn't say a word, sat down beside him, green grass like a blanket.

(To be continued)