Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Duel Between Master and Apprentice

Wei Chuan, as the head of a faction, since he stepped into the ring, wanted to win the heart of the leader of the martial arts alliance, it is obvious that the battle for the leader of the alliance has always fallen on the seven major factions of Luanjiang, as well as the hands of the Wudao Mountain faction, and now only the head of the Huashan Sword Sect came, and the rest of the sects are represented by disciples, Wei Chuan can defeat Wudao Mountain and win the position of the leader of the alliance, which is already the desire of the people. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Hua Shanle came to the stage at this time, just to announce that the martial arts are in the same way, and the Broken Water Hall is now in charge of Zhan Xian, and after saluting Wei Chuan, he made a few moves, was defeated, and walked back with a smile.

Wei Chuan was isolated in the field, heard the second gong sound, and exhaled a deep breath, when the Wudao Mountain faction was about to hit the last gong mallet, a person suddenly appeared on the field, it was Liu Yi, causing an uproar in all directions, not only because the two were masters and apprentices, but also because Liu Yi came to power, holding the Qingchu sword in his hand, and his meaning was very obvious, to fight with Wei Chuan to the death.

Wei Chuan's face was gloomy, and he hated Liu Yi's move, but when he saw that he stopped outside the zhang, there was still room for redemption, so he persuaded: "Liu Yi, you need to think twice before doing things, don't let go of your will." ”

"Wei Daxia, Liu Yi is here, it is to fight with Wei Daxia, according to the covenant, you have a chance to change weapons, as far as the current situation is concerned, the person who finally competes with Wudao Mountain is between you and me, it is better to practice your hands and feet before this. ”

"Liu Yi!" Wei Chuan scolded angrily: "Do you want people in the martial arts to watch the jokes of the Huashan faction?"

"Jokes, Liu Yi doesn't think there's anything funny. ”

"Wei Xiaoan is dead set on you, you should have some concerns. ”

Liu Yi heard this. The corners of his eyes twitched, but his expression became more resolute. Even a little cold, "You and I have no choice." He raised his feet and took a step.

Wei Chuan saw this step down. will step within a zhang, then they can only fight for life and death, if he takes a step back, he will lose face, but no matter who dies in the end, for Wei Xiaoan, there is only pain, of course, he can also abandon the sword on the spot and admit defeat, and this battle will end. But doesn't this make the whole world laugh? As soon as the conference passes, except for the alliance leader, the rest of the gangs need to leave within three days, so if you want to enter the sunny, you can only wait for another nine years, even if you step down, Liu Yi will have a final battle with the people of Wudao Mountain, which is also a real duel of life and death. Even if Liu Yi wins, nine years later, the two will inevitably have a bloody battle, and when they think of this, they can't help but be furious and say: "Liu Yi! The rivers and lakes are sinister, even if you can win the martial arts alliance leader today, but you have no one under you. will also die a terrible death. ”

"Thank you Wei Daxia for worrying about this concern. It won't be long. As he spoke, his left foot landed on the ground, and his body floated up. "Choked". The long sword spat out at Wei Chuan and went straight to his throat, as fast as lightning, and the audience couldn't help but cheer. Wei Chuan's blood was churning, he endured his anger, leaned back and walked diagonally, avoiding the edge, but Liu Yi's long sword, sticking like a shadow, the tip of the sword did not leave his throat, as long as he was slow, he would definitely die, but this is not the swordsmanship of the Huashan faction, his swimming body is ethereal, illusory, like a cloud of smoke, but it is somewhat similar to the white-clothed ghost envoy of the Ice and Snow Country, it seems that he has fallen into the devil's path, the kung fu of the Huashan Sword Sect, in just a few days, has been eroded to the ground, so while swimming to dodge, he shouted angrily:" Liu Yi, you take Wei Xiaoan to leave Qitian Pavilion now, there is still a chance, I will never stop it, whether it is life or death in the future, I don't care anymore, stop it. ”

When Liu Yi heard this, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his right hand was closed, and his left palm suddenly spit out.

Wei Chuan was very relieved when he saw Liu Yi put the sheath on the sword and pushed it with a palm, so he struck it with a palm.

"Boron" sounded, Liu Yi's figure was like smoke, swept Wei Xiao'an, from the periphery of the crowd, rushed into the dark green forest path, everyone was very surprised, tiptoeing to look, where is there Liu Yi's shadow. Wei Chuan saw that Xiao An was no longer in his seat, and there were only two empty chairs, so he knew that Liu Yi came here to force him to promise a lifelong event with Wei Xiaoan, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Three gongs sounded in a row, but no one came to the stage, Wudao Mountain Gate people, holding the order flag, walked into the entrance, and said loudly: "The head of the Huashan Sword School, Wei Chuan Wei Daxia, fights the heroes, the crown alliance, this is heaven and earth, all walks of life are present, and the heroes and heroes of the Quartet are obvious to all, but if you want to win the position of the leader of the martial arts league, you still need the last battle, and you have to ask the master of the martial arts alliance Wudao Mountain Sword to send envoys to the stage to face the battle." Then he saluted Wei Chuan and said softly: "Master Wei, you have a chance to change your weapon." ”

Wei Chuan returned a salute, "This silver hairpin is very handy, thank you!"

Hearing this, the standard-bearer flashed his eyebrows with a trace of anger, and Shi Li retreated.

At this moment, at the entrance of the ring, a group of people rushed in.

"We are disciples of the Huashan Sword Sect, and we are here with the head of Wei. The person at the head was none other than the "Sixth Senior Brother", with a group of gray-faced and dirty-clothed junior brothers, who saluted the guards.

"Huashan Sword sent all the heroes to take the head of Wei to the throne. ”

"Senior brother!" The three musketeers who followed Liu Yi had already come running, shouting from afar, and when the two sides saw each other, they couldn't help but show joy, walked hand in hand, came behind Mo Zihan, made a little salute, and then looked at the top.

The sixth senior brother looked at it and hurriedly asked, "Where is the little junior sister?"

“...... Little junior sister, she was just taken away by Liu Yi...... Didn't you meet ......?"

"Hmph, the kid surnamed Liu, I have to kill him, the person who just passed by, his body was too fast, he didn't really see it, it turned out to be him, alas, ......"

"Big brother...... It was Master who let him go. ”

"Alas, I expected Master to let him go!"

Mo Zihan saw a thin old man in white, staggering out from the crowd of the Wudao Mountain Sword Sect, holding a dark and shiny bamboo cane in his hand, the bamboo cane was a few feet higher than the old man, the black leather case was wrapped around the head of the cane, and the sleeve should be sharp....... Or this person has deep internal strength. ”

The sixth senior brother gasped and said: "This person is Lu Shun, the gang leader of Wudao Mountain, what he holds in his hand is a gun, made of dark iron, and the head of the spear is a sharp sword more than a foot long, in the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many people have lost their lives under the sword, I have heard the senior brother say that the master has almost injured this person's sword!"

"As far as Mo knows, among the rivers and lakes, there are not many people who make guns. ”

"An inch long, an inch dangerous, but also an inch difficult, the gun in his hand belongs to a short gun, it is rumored that this gun is more than a zhang long, and in Lu Yi's hands, there is half left. ”

Wei Si'er looked at the old man for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed: "Why didn't my uncle take the sword, why don't you send it." ”

Hearing this, Yuan Linyu turned her head to glance at it, and saw Wei Si'er smiling politely at her, but said coldly: "Your uncle stole my hairpin as a sword." ”

Wei Si'er saw that Yuan Linyu was dressed in Lilang, born pretty, about the same age as herself, and had a great sense of intimacy, but she didn't expect to eat a trick and roll her eyes, and when she saw that cold gaze, a chill arose inexplicably in her heart, and she couldn't help leaning towards Shen Yiwu, "Lazy boy, who is that person, so fierce." ”

"There was a fight. Mo Zihan shouted excitedly and jumped up from his chair, "It would be nice if I could gamble, but unfortunately there is no one here to pay for the money." ”

Hearing this, Yuan Linyu turned his head, "What do you want to bet on?"

When Mo Zihan heard this, he pretended not to hear it and sat back.

Yuan Linyu touched his nose, and he was not angry, so he dodged and snatched Wei Chuan's immortal sword in his hand, "If you don't return my hairpin, this sword will be gone." ”

Wei Si'er hurriedly shouted: "Don't take my uncle's sword, give it back to me quickly." He walked over. (To be continued.) )