Chapter Eighty-Seven: Sixteen Consecutive Victories

Wei and Mo walked along the east and outside the east to the newly added tea house at the north end, and saw all the way, most of the large and small sects in the martial arts were all there, but the heavenly sword, Qingyun, Baidao, Xiaoyao, Yanshan, The heads of the six major sects of Broken Water were not present, the six major sects have always been big, extremely decent, and the disciples led by them, at least three hundred people, but this time the most came, only Broken Water Hall, only one hundred people, followed by the Hundred Knife Society, about fifty people, only two people in the Yanshan faction, one man and one woman, one sitting and one standing, lonely and sandwiched between the Broken Water Hall and the Hundred Knife Society, on the right hand side of the Broken Water Hall, there are only more than 20 people on the spot of the Heavenly Sword Sect, between the two factions, many conflicts, is separated by the two factions, and then the north is free, Qingyun two factions, the Xiaoyao faction is headed by an old man with hair like snow, with a bamboo pole in his arms, and eight people behind him, all of whom are men in their early forties, with stiff expressions, staring at every move in the ring, Qingyun faction has more than 20 people, only two male disciples, standing at the end of the line, and the rest are all women of different ages, and the head is the daughter of Yuan Beifeng, Yuan Lin Hui and Yuan Lin Yu, Yuan Lin Hui is still dressed in a strong body, with a scarf on his head, and a short sword on his waist, like a young and talented son, sitting and watching the battle, and Yuan Lin Hui on the right hand side, like sitting on pins and needles, shaking his body, looking left and rightFrom time to time, the individual visitors from the rivers and lakes who sat in the north seat grinned and stuck their tongues, squeezing their eyebrows, although they were dressed in the same way as Yuan Linhui, they could be separated from each other from their mannerisms, and the silver hairpin on their heads was decorated with a dripping white jade, which kept shaking and shaking, and then saw Wei Chuan sitting beside him, his brows furrowed and wrinkled. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info leaned over to look at the handsome Mo Zihan on the right, and smiled happily. Mo Zihan gave her a cold glance, but she was so frightened that she quickly turned her head. The face is slightly red.

"Lord Red Eagle, that little girl has taken a fancy to you. Mo Zihan was sitting precariously, his lips did not open, his throat did not move, but he said very clearly.

Wei Chuan snorted lightly, "Since ancient times, Hongyan has loved young people, so he has taken a fancy to Master Mo." ”

"Lord Red Eagle, you don't understand this, you look like you're in your early twenties right now. Besides, this girl can see that she is naughty and naughty at a glance, compared with Wei Si'er, she is not inferior, Xia Guan glanced at her, how could her face turn red?"

"That's because it was love at first sight!"

"No, no, no, it was because the lower officials saw her little feelings, so she reacted like this, which is human nature. ”

Wei Chuan twisted his face slightly and looked at the Yuan sisters. Yuan Linyu noticed. Slowly turned his face over, saw the second hand of the eyes coming, and hurriedly turned his face back, his eyes rolled wildly. She gently tugged at her sister's sleeve. Yuan Linhui slowly turned his face and saw Wei and Mo with a look of surprise. Floating on his face, he smiled slightly. The chin shows the salute, revealing a big man's bearing. But Yuan Linyu smirked at the two with her sister. Busy turned his face away.

"Sister, who are they, the person on the left, looks so familiar. ”

"Uncle Wei, the head of the Huashan Sword Sect. ”

"Uh! I've seen it once in Gulou Village, but it's not like this, am I mistaken?"

Yuan Lin Hui was also confused and difficult to figure out.

"The martial arts of the Yanshan faction have made great progress, and they are not comparable to nine years ago. Beixi sighed, "This is the fifteenth person, defeated by this little girl's sword, I don't know when the seven major sects of Luanjiang will play." ”

"Looking down, there are eight major sects, and now the Huashan Sword Sect has been divided into two sects. ”

"No, no, no, that person is not Wei Chuan, I met ...... Master Wei nine years ago"

"I've also seen it, Mo is not the son of the head of Wei......"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The two of them talked loudly, turning into a whisper, Mo Zihan listened attentively, secretly amused, looked at the dance on this stage, a little impatient, and asked Wei Chuan, " Lord Red Eagle, what is the comparison in this time, the two are so far away, and they are holding wooden swords, and they are making false moves against each other, but they are not really fighting, one is not good-looking, and the other is not really good-looking, in the opinion of the following officials, there are two kinds of comparisons, which are more beautiful, one is to select one person from each faction, go on stage to perform their own stunts, and see who is good-looking, and choose who is the leader of the alliance, and the second is that the two of them sit opposite each other on the spot, and have a war of words, a showdown, isn't it happy. ”

"In the past, the rivers and lakes are fair, if Lord Mo has objections, you can vote under my Huashan Sword Sect, go to the field, and propose to the various sects and Jianghu righteous people present, and then decide the rules for the election of the leader of the alliance. ”

"Then why not, the lower official will go up. ”

"Master Mo must think clearly, the proposer needs to fight hard to be qualified to change the rules, otherwise it will be regarded as a provocation and blasphemy against the ancestors, and blood will be splashed on the spot. ”

When Mo Zihan heard this, he paused, slowly fell back from his seat, and said with a smile: "We still have to think about it in the long run." ”

"The wooden sword is too tricky and not close to each other, it lies in the fine, fast, accurate, benevolent, not in the fighting, it seems to be too superficial, but it is not harmful to the martial arts practitioners, not only to urge the disciples of all sects and factions, to refine the martial arts, but also to practice their minds, one to be arrogant, two to kill thoughts, although it can not reflect the strengths of the martial arts of each faction, but this is very fair to everyone. Qingyun faction swordsmanship is heavy, but it is difficult to make it powerful, my Huashan sword faction swordsmanship is light, but the body is difficult to perform, the world is accustomed to competing with each other with strengths, but the shortcomings are competing, so as to show its ability. ”

Mo Zihan shook his head and said: "The lower officials don't think so, if all living beings in the world can't show their strengths, won't those who are endowed with talents be reduced to uselessness...... Moreover, when the two armies face each other, if they can play against each other in front of the case and decide the winner, it is a good thing, but since ancient times, what kind of battle is not a battle where corpses are everywhere and blood is flowing?"

"This is not a war!" Wei Chuan replied in a deep voice.

"Accept!" The woman on the field won another game, and the defeated man bowed and returned the salute and retreated in disgrace.

At this time, a middle-aged man holding the alliance flag walked from the middle of the east seat, came to the side of the female swordsman, and said in a loud voice: "The Yanshan faction has won sixteen consecutive victories, which is the most in the history of the alliance conference, and it has not been seen in seventy years, which is gratifying. All fellow martial artists, all alliance sects, if there is no one to fight again, our sect will send disciples to meet with the Yanshan faction, and then agree on the choice of the alliance leader, and hope to consider it!" said and saluted to the four directions, and then returned to the seat.

The east and north seats were full of discussions, and they were very intense.

After a long time, a gong sounded, and the four sides gradually quieted down, hundreds of people in the north seat, looking at the east seat, and all the major sects in the east seat were looking left and right, looking around, but still no one appeared.

Two gongs sounded.

Yuanlin Yu'an couldn't stop for a while, "Sister, I'll go up and compare with her." ”

"No way!"

"Why not?"

"The Yanshan faction is familiar with the martial arts routines of the various sects, and if you go up, you will definitely be defeated. ”

"That'...... Then why don't you go up, Daddy let us fight to the end. ”

"Shut up!" Yuan Lin Hui heard the word "Daddy", slapped the tea table, and scolded angrily.

Yuan Linyu pouted, twisted his body and sat over, with a stunned face, but he inadvertently raised his eyes to look, Wei Chuan didn't know what to do, he was no longer in the seat, leaving only a long sword with a rusty handle, and the young man, looking at the head with a look of surprise, also looked back hurriedly, and saw Wei Chuan, who was dressed in a brocade robe, walked towards the female swordsman of Yanshan, and held a silver hairpin in his hand, so he hurriedly touched his head, and the hairpin on his head flew away, so he exclaimed to Yuan Linhui: "Sister, she took my hairpin." ”

"I saw it. ”

Wei Chuan pinched the hairpin and saluted to the woman on the field, "The sword does not leave the hand, the foot does not leave the ground, the qi does not leave the body, the wood is not enough, the gold is not the ruler, the weight is not too much, the silver hairpin in Wei's hand is seven inches long and weighs two taels, please fight in the Yanshan faction, and I hope to give me more advice!" )