The next day, the weather was just right, the Emei faction was very busy inside and out, and there were far more people going up the mountain than yesterday, and it was very lively. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

From the main hall of the Emei faction to the outside, mahogany chairs are placed on both sides, and the middle is more open, which should be prepared for the competition in the near future.

The first one on the left sits the colorless Zen master of Shaolin Temple, and on the right opposite is Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang faction, followed by the beggar gang, Hengshan faction, Haisha gang and many other sects, large and small sects are estimated to have more than a hundred.

"The Sword Saint Knife is crazy about the life-killing gun, and the ghost step drunkard is in the palm of the sky. "Among the six people, only the Jiangnan Sword Saint Dugu Aotian came, the Northern Desert Sword went madly to Bayun, and the ghost walked Langfeng laughing at the three top masters, but the other three did not come. Although these three have no sect or faction, their identities are not simple, and the Emei faction naturally cannot be lazy, and they are extremely careful in their reception.

As for Yang Feng, he was standing behind Guo Xiang, and when he arrived at the auspicious time, Guo Xiang led the disciples out of the main hall, only to see that her face was a little haggard, and her steps were slightly vain, but she was still holding on, without losing the prestige of the head of a generation.

"All of you fellow martial artists have come from afar to participate in the opening ceremony of our sect, and I am here to say thank you to all of you! ”

After Guo Xiang finished speaking, Yang Feng stepped forward, holding the Yitian Sword in his left hand and the hilt of the sword in his right hand.

The sword was silver-white, extremely smooth, and scattered a dazzling light under the illumination of the eyes, and everyone applauded and praised for a while.

After the voice gradually subsided, Guo Xiang continued, "Originally, according to the rules, I was going to accept the challenge of any five masters, but who would have thought that someone broke into my Emei Mountain last night and wanted to steal this Yitian Sword, but fortunately I was stopped by me, but I was also injured, so I asked this young man next to me to ask the big guy for advice on my behalf." ”

"Master Guo, I'm afraid this is inappropriate! Your Emei faction is full of women, and it is unreasonable to let him have a young man to represent Mount Emei!" someone shouted below, but it was not that he was embarrassed by the Emei faction, this point was originally extremely reasonable, and most people thought so.

"This friend of the Kongtong faction is reasonable!" someone echoed, and many people nodded their heads and said yes, it was a bit ridiculous for the Emei faction to do this.

"Everyone, listen to me, this young man's father is the famous Condor hero Yang Guo twenty years ago, Yang Guo's father and my father are friends of eight worships, he and my Guo family can be regarded as having a deep relationship, according to the generation, he is my junior, and it may not be impossible to fight on my behalf. ”

"What, he is the descendant of the Condor Hero! Oh my God, is the Condor Hero back in the rivers and lakes? My Central Plains Martial Arts has been saved!" Many people said excitedly, and at this time, they forgot to think about Yang Feng replacing Guo Xiang to fight for the Emei faction.

"More than 20 years ago, the Condor Hero Yang Guo, a carving walked the rivers and lakes and did many chivalrous things, the first battle of Xiangyang was a flying stone to kill the Mongolian Khan, so that my Great Song Dynasty had a chance to breathe, the Central Plains martial arts have also been calm for more than ten years, his old man is so hard and high, my Haisha Gang rushed to the former prestige of the Condor Hero, to give this young man a face!"

The heroes echoed, even those juniors who had never heard of the deeds of the Condor Heroes, who heard the words of the leader of the Haisha Gang at this moment, and understood three points, knowing that this young man surnamed Yang was quite big, so they had to echo it one by one.

Yang Feng stepped forward and clasped his fists at the people present and said, "Heroes, there is really a reason for today's incident, if there is any offense later, I, Yang Feng, will accompany you here first, everyone will stop." ”

"Yang Shaoxia is right, this kind of competition is to promote exchanges between sects, and it is not a deep hatred, point to end, point to end!" Everyone else said, although the sword has no eyes, but if someone is killed by blood at the opening ceremony of the sect, it will be unlucky.

"Boy Yang Feng, dare to ask the martial arts masters present for advice. Yang Feng jumped to the center of the school and looked at the martial arts people on the left and right.

"That's good, the old Taoist Quanzhen Sect leader Li Zhichang came to teach Yang Shaoxia's kung fu. Li Zhichang snorted from his seat, stood up and said.

The people who saw Yang Feng's attack at the foot of the mountain yesterday didn't react, but those who hadn't seen it did shout one after another, "Can this work? The swordsmanship of the Quanzhen Sect is so powerful! Is it ungraceful for Li Zhangjiao to do this?" "Then what is the method, Yang Shaoxia has to continue." ”

Yang Feng didn't expect that the first person to appear was the real person in charge of the Quanzhen Sect, thinking that the Quanzhen Sect was really in decline, how could he gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes with this little bit of energy? However, he was even more overjoyed, although the swordsmanship of the Quanzhen Sect was mysterious and profound in the eyes of others, it was a trick that could be broken in the eyes of him, a descendant of the Tomb Sect.

In fact, Li Zhichang's move was not all because his apprentice had suffered a loss under Yang Feng, the grievances of several generations of the Quanzhen Sect and the Ancient Tomb Sect did not get along with each other, Yang Guo once married Xiaolongnu in front of the ancestor of Chongyang Palace, which broke the rules of the Quanzhen Sect, so the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect have always been obsessed, today has this opportunity, how could Li Zhichang miss it?

"Does the old Taoist priest want to compete with me in swordsmanship?" In front of the group of heroes, Yang Feng didn't scold him for being a bull-nosed old man, but just asked for a long time.

Li Zhichang thought to himself, no matter how powerful you are, you are only a twenty-year-old hairy boy, how powerful can you be? I am also the head of the Quanzhen Sect, is it possible that I will bully the small with the big in front of everyone, and I will not be able to compete with you in terms of internal strength. ”

Yang Feng smiled heartily, turned around and handed the Yitian Sword to the Emei disciple behind him, "That's good, this Yitian Sword is too sharp, and I won't take advantage of you, so just take a sword casually." After speaking, he asked the Emei disciple for an ordinary sword.

Li Zhichang snorted coldly, took a cyan long sword from Liu Yunqing's hand, walked in front of Yang Feng, shook out the sword, and said, "Please!", his wrist turned diagonally for half a circle, and stabbed at Yang Feng with his sword.

Yang Feng raised his sword to block, moved his feet, swam to the right of Li Zhichang, the tip of the sword shook Li Zhichang's long sword, the sound of the two swords resonating loudly and loudly, Li Zhichang did not spare the slightest, every sword did not leak, every move contained a thousand changes, Yang Feng would be defeated if he was not careful.

However, after more than 100 moves, he still couldn't distinguish between the superior and inferior, and every killing move handed out by Li Zhichang could always be avoided by Yang Feng in advance, and it seemed that he had the ability to anticipate the enemy.

"Okay, I've had enough fun with you, let's pay attention to it now!" Yang Feng said with a smile, his sword moves changed suddenly, but he used the swordsmanship of the Tomb Sect.

When Li Zhichang heard this, he was furious, thinking to himself that you are deliberately insulting me! Seeing that Yang Feng suddenly changed his moves, he was not polite, and used the most complex and profound moves in the Quanzhen Sect's swordsmanship.

The heroes high-fived one by one, and the sound was like thunder. Li Zhichang's swordsmanship is natural, full of heroic energy, every move and style is stable and solid, seemingly ordinary but contains the mystery of the simplicity and impermanence of the avenue.

And Yang Feng is even more proficient, not only in the downstream of Li Zhichang's offensive, but also faintly has the upper hand, the swordsmanship of the Quanzhen Sect is to the death, no matter what moves Li Zhichang makes, Yang Feng can always control the enemy, and in less than a while, Li Zhichang will be overstretched.

"Yang Shaoxia is worthy of being the Condor Hero, and he can suppress the head of the Quanzhen Sect at a young age, and after this battle, Yang Shaoxia will definitely be able to become famous!"

Sure enough, after Yang Feng changed his moves, he deliberately threw a flaw in Li Zhichang before he made thirty moves. Li Zhi was always eager to win, and when he saw an opportunity, he didn't hesitate for a moment, who knew that after three moves, Yang Feng's sword had already reached his chest, and he had already lost.

"Old Taoist, concede, concede!" Yang Feng withdrew his long sword and said lightly. Li Zhichang didn't answer with a cold face, turned his head and walked to the area of the Quanzhen Sect, handed the sword to Liu Yunqing, and was silent.

I don't know who led the shout "Okay!", everyone high-fived again and again, full of praise, sincerely admired Yang Feng's swordsmanship, there are not many sects that can win the Quanzhen Sect with one and a half moves, Yang Feng has undoubtedly become a master in everyone's hearts.