Zhong Yunlang secretly said in his heart: "It's a pity that the martial arts of the Central Plains are declining to this point, and the famous sword-wielding elders of Wangchengguan are not the opponents of a small banner envoy of the Kunlun faction. At the moment www.biquge.info, Elder Yan had to rely on fast fighting, or he might be able to survive two moves. ”

Looking at the field again, Yan Jiping's sword tip trembled, and after a circle around his side, the sword flower was raised, and the sword shadow turned into nine, stabbing straight towards Zhang Ning. Everyone in the audience exclaimed: "Elder Yan, don't do it!" It turned out that Elder Yan had a fierce temperament and was angry, thinking that he was so humiliated by a small palm flag in Kunlun Mountain as an elder who held the sword, how could he suppress the anger in his heart?

Li Yunfeng saw that his uncle used 'heaven and earth to live together', and he was very anxious, his life was at stake, and he couldn't take care of the rules of the rivers and lakes at this time. Leap into the field. Before he could jump to Yan Jiping's side, Zhang Ning's long sword had already struck.

The sword light flashed, shaking everyone in the audience dizzy. Li Yunfeng was the closest, and he could see it clearly, Zhang Ning's long sword touched Elder Yan's blade, sliding down the blade all the way down to the hilt. Then the sword qi spit out lightly, and the sharp sword in Elder Yan's hand was shattered.

These few clicks were just an instant, and before everyone in the audience could see clearly, Zhang Ning had already made a move. The blade of the sword was deflected, and it was flat around it, and the tip of the sword had already touched Elder Yan's neck. Elder Yan was powerless to fight back, and this time, it could be regarded as a victory or defeat.

The victory and defeat have been divided, Zhang Ning did not withdraw his sword, and smiled proudly: "Can you see clearly? Elder Yan actually lost. ”

Li Yunfeng ran to Yan Jiping, raised his sword to open the long sword in Zhang Ning's hand, held Yan Jiping, and shouted: "Uncle!" Yan Jiping leaned over with his sword, his face was red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he sighed: "There are no heroes at the time, but to make the shaft famous." Listen, everyone, today is my swordsmanship is not proficient, and I was defeated by the Kunlun people. It has nothing to do with the view of the city. When he said the last two sentences, his voice trembled, almost roaring.

Zhang Ning smiled: "That's nature. I have made it clear in advance that this battle is not a dispute between Kunlun swordsmanship and Wangcheng swordsmanship. It's just that I heard that Elder Yan was a senior disciple of Zhang Boduan, one of the 'Four Divine Powers' of the Central Plains Martial Arts back then, and he had a crazy attack for a while, so he wanted to go there for a while. I didn't think that these were three tricks...... Haha, give and take. ”

Yan Jiping heard this, and muttered: "I...... I, what kind of face do I have, what face do I have in the face of Master and Master, what face do I have in the face of many disciples in Wangchengguan! I ...... I, what kind of face do I have......" holding my head in my hands, my eyes blood-red, like crazy. Seeing him like this, Li Yunfeng was worried, and called out repeatedly: "Uncle!

Yan Jiping's eyes widened, snatched the long sword in Li Yunfeng's hand, pushed him away a few feet, and shouted: "I, Yan Jiping, am not good at learning and art, and I have been humiliated to this day, and I can only die to thank my teacher!" Everyone never expected that his temperament would be so strong, just because he was humiliated by the sword of this Kunlun Sect man for a while, he wanted to kill himself with a horizontal sword, and they all exclaimed together, and they grabbed it one after another, but they were far away, and it was too late to save each other.

Zhong Yunlang had already noticed something strange when he grabbed the sword, and at this time, his feet were fast, like riding the clouds and the wind, and he grabbed in front of Yan Jiping. With a dip of his left palm, he grabbed the long sleeve of Yan Jiping's robe, and shouted, "Elder Yan, don't do it!" Yan Jiping was furious at this time, how could he pay attention to him? With a strong shock, the sleeve robe was broken, and the long sword was already attached to the skin on his neck.

With a loud "whoosh", a long sword broke through the air, and the wind was fierce and slammed into Yan Jiping's sword. I only heard a 'bang', and the long sword in Yan Jiping's hand had been broken into two, but the long sword that flew in was firmly on the ground.

The group all recognized that this was the Bishui Longyuan Sword that was in charge of the real person, and they all turned around to hold the sword and salute.

Zhong Yunlang looked at the group of roads, and saw a person in his fifties, dressed in a dark dark Taoist robe, with a white jade belt tied around his waist, holding a whisk in his hand, and walking towards the field. Zhong Yunlang had never seen Liu Zhangjiao before, and today he saw him with a long beard of five willows under his chin, a ruddy complexion, and a dignified and peaceful face, and he couldn't help but admire him.

"Jiping, why should you be so concerned about victory or defeat? "The person who spoke was none other than Liu Jichang, the head of Wangchengguan.

Yan Jiping saw that he was the master brother, his face was full of shame, he put aside the sword in his hand, and arched his hand: "What the master brother teaches is that Jiping is worthy of the teacher's teachings." ”

"You are the sword-wielding elder of Wangchengguan, and if you lose the sword, you will lose the sword of Wangchengguan. What do you say has nothing to do with Wangchengguan, doesn't this make fellow martial artists laugh at my Wangchengguan for not taking responsibility? If you lose, you lose, if you lie down and try to study hard and practice hard, maybe he can get back this one day. But if you kill yourself today, you will be defeated forever, and many years later, there will only be rumors of your defeat today, and I will look at the city to watch the shame of this battle, and it will end with your life, and it will never be washed away. You're the sinner I look at!"

Liu Zhangjiao's words are heavy, but they are reasonable. Yan Jiping broke out in a cold sweat on his back, and lowered his head and said: "Jiping is reckless, beg the master brother to punish him." Liu Jichang brushed the dust: "What kind of punishment to talk about, you are not dead, and you are thinking of your intention to protect the prestige of the original view, and this crime of defeat can be stopped." However, if you act rashly and recklessly, you have violated the teacher's training, and this punishment is inevitable. Now punish you to clean the main hall for three days, can you have any objections?" Yan Jiping bowed down and promised: "Jiping will be punished." ”

Li Yunfeng picked up the blue water dragon sword and presented it to Liu Jichang. Liu Jichang stretched out his hand to take it and said to Li Yunfeng: "Yunfeng, are you guilty?" Everyone was stunned, what is Li Yunfeng's crime? Li Yunfeng bowed to the ground and said, "The disciple is guilty. When the sword competition was not over, the disciple rushed into the arena and broke the rules of the sword competition. Liu Jichang nodded and said: "It's good if you know, a sword is a sword, if you take the other party's long sword, wouldn't you be two enemies and one?" Punish you for copying the scriptures in the Scripture Pavilion for three days, can you have any objections?" Li Yunfeng responded: "The disciple obeys." ”

Liu Jichang took a step forward and helped Li Yunfeng up: "But in the memory of your filial piety to save your uncle, you are allowed to enter the inner hall of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and refer to the classics left by the ancestor of Benguan Taishi to show your praise." This refers to the secret scriptures, but the disciples of Wangchengguan are very honorable, Li Yunfeng said happily: "Thank you for teaching!" Everyone saw that Liu Jichang's distribution was orderly and reasonable, and the rewards and punishments were clear, and they all nodded in respect.

The distribution of rewards and punishments has been completed, Liu Jichang waved the dust, straightened his head, and said loudly: "Today's Kunlun faction worships the mountain, and it is I who lost for a while when I looked at the city. There are two people who go back to the Huang Sect Master, and they say that I am looking at the city and watching Liu Jichang waiting for the master at any time. This note will be retrieved by the two of you and left in my view of the city, which is really inappropriate. As he spoke, he waved his left hand, and the note in his hand rose from the wind, and flew towards Zhang Ning, who reached out and took it. It is not difficult to throw a heavy object, but it is not easy to throw this thin piece of paper and fly out for several feet.

Zhang Ning and Zhang Bao saw that Liu Zhang taught this kung fu, and heard his voice like thunder, and his internal breath was smooth, and he knew that he was not his opponent. The two glanced at each other, flew up, ran a few steps, came out of the wall, and the voice floated from afar: "I will definitely convey Liu Zhangjiao's words to the head of the house as it is." ”

Zhong Yunlang saw that he was close, and he had seen the words written on the note, which was consistent with the content of the note on the door of Xuanwen Hall this morning: "To seize the innate genealogy, Kunlun Mountain picks all the factions in the Central Plains; ”