Chapter 137: The First Sword Technique West of the Three Gorges

Just when Yang Fan and the other three parties were each playing their own ideas, seeing that the situation was developing in a bad direction, the people of the Qingcheng faction finally couldn't sit still, you must know that all the people present were the elite disciples of the Qingcheng faction, if they lost most of them all at once, then the Qingcheng faction would be half finished. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yu Canghai, who was in charge, naturally couldn't sit still, of course, what was more important was that the more than twenty Qingcheng Sect disciples were basically his descendants, if something really happened, then he, the head of the sect, would not be able to sit still.

With the great changes in the world, all forces are changing power, and the Qingcheng faction is naturally no exception.

At the beginning, it was divided into three factions, one was the Yu Canghai branch of the Ming Dynasty, one was the Northern Song Dynasty, led by the Sima Wei brothers, and the last faction was the weakest faction, which was composed of scattered Qingcheng disciples of the Qing Dynasty mixed with other scattered eras.

Now after more than half a year of fighting, the last faction has completely disappeared, and the remaining two factions are also indistinguishable, each with its own advantages, and no one can suppress anyone, but because the dead Changqingzi suddenly appeared, this made Yu Canghai the head and suppressed the other faction.

If he loses these elite disciples now, even if there are two top masters on his side, this position of head will not be stable.

Thinking of this, Yu Canghai said to the expressionless middle-aged man beside him: "Senior Brother Jiang, I want to trouble you to separate them." ”

"Understood. Looking at Yu Canghai with a ghostly light in his eyes, although the man surnamed Jiang wanted not to agree, but he knew that he couldn't help but agree, you must know that he only has one top and one on his side, and the other party has two top two, if he really provokes the other party, then he is really looking for death.

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered: "Sima Lin, separate them with weapons, pay attention, don't touch any of them." ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi. Sima Lin responded, and did not come closer, obviously very afraid of the other party's mastery that resembled "Huagong Dafa", and directly used the Qingcheng faction's peerless "Qingzi Nine Strikes".

"Whoosh.. Whoosh.." With a terrible sound of breaking through the air, two green bee nails shot towards Zhong Ling, trying to force him to retreat and separate everyone.

Zhong Ling, who turned a blind eye to the two green bee nails that were shot, has been running the "Northern Spiritual Skill" at full strength to absorb internal forces, and at the same time, he has been constantly integrating these internal forces into his own Northern Spiritual Qi, and began to distract himself from opening up his own meridians, and there is no way to dodge it at all.

Of course, she didn't think she needed to hide, knowing that she wasn't alone.

In fact, Mu Wanqing, who had been paying close attention, immediately had a cold look in his eyes, raised his hand and shot out three finished glyph-shaped sleeve arrows.

"Bell, bell..."The two Hidden Arrows directly knocked out the two green bee nails that were shot, and the remaining one of the Hidden Arrows was still shooting towards Sima Lin's heart.

After this period of cultivation, Mu Wanqing has entered the middle stage of the first-class stage, while Sima Lin is only the middle stage of the second rate, and he can't avoid the sleeve arrow that came in front of him, but fortunately, a middle-aged man with first-class strength next to him knocked the sleeve arrow to the ground with the thunder bombardment in his hand, which saved Sima Lin's life with a frightened face.

"Girl, as the saying goes, be forgiving and forgiving, don't do too much. Seeing this, Yu Canghai stepped forward with an ugly face, and looked at Mu Wanqing with a threatening voice, not taking her in the first-class realm in his eyes at all.

"Wait. Mu Wanqing glanced at Yu Canghai coldly, spit out two words coldly, and then ignored the other party's increasingly ugly face, and continued to look at Zhong Ling carefully.

"Good.. Okay, what an arrogant girl, I have been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and I have never met such a faceless person, you..." Yu Canghai said angrily.

And the next moment, just when the others thought he was going to continue to say something, he directly started it, crossed a distance of several meters like a sneak attack, appeared in front of Zhong Ling, pulled out the sword in his hand, and stabbed Zhong Ling's heart with the "Songfeng Sword Technique".

But he used a killing move to go straight to Zhong Ling's vital point.

"Be careful. In the face of Yu Canghai, the top master, let alone Wang Yuyan, even Mu Wanqing didn't react, so she could only remind with a worried face.

Fortunately, they were not the only ones present, so they naturally wouldn't watch Yu Canghai kill Zhong Ling, but it was Yang Suxin, who was closer, who made a move, and turned his right hand into a claw, using the peerless "Nine Yin Divine Claw", and directly grabbed the sword stabbed by Yu Canghai.

"Click.." With the sound of shattering, in the midst of the stunned majority of the people, he directly used his white and smooth jade hand to smash the Thousand Refining Saber in Yu Canghai's hand, and even grabbed Yu Canghai's neck unabatedly.

Seeing Yang Suxin's understatement, except for Yang Fan and his party, everyone, including the bold man who had guessed before, couldn't help but shrink their eyes and looked at Yang Suxin with a solemn face.

Facing Yang Suxin, whose realm was one level higher than himself, Yu Canghai's face changed, and in the face of this sharp "Nine Yin Divine Claws", he could only use his strongest martial arts "Heart Destroying Palm", and slapped the white tender jade hand that came to him with one palm.

"Tear.." Yu Canghai's "Heart-Destroying Palm" was directly broken, and Yang Suxin grabbed five bloody claw marks on his arm.

"Huh?" Letting Yu Canghai retreat vigilantly, Yang Suxin did not pursue, but looked at the other party with a surprised face and asked: ""Heart Destroying Palm? You actually know this mastery?" But your cultivation seems to be a little different from the authentic Heart Destroying Palm, but it is indeed from the Heart Destroying Palm in the Nine Yin True Scripture, who taught you?"

Hearing this, not only Yu Canghai and other people from the Qingcheng faction, but even other people's faces changed slightly, you must know that the fame of the "Nine Yin True Scripture" is not a joke.

However, without waiting for Yu Canghai to answer, Yang Suxin said indifferently: "Forget it, the Nine Yin True Scripture is not only owned by my Tomb Sect, you don't have to answer." ”

Hearing this, all the people looked moved again, you must know that with the original battle of Zhongnan Mountain, the ancient tomb faction is famous all over the world, and the people present are all people in the martial arts, so naturally they will not know.

"I didn't expect them to be from the Tomb Sect, so it's no wonder. The bold man and a few others nodded secretly, you must know that the Tomb Sect fought with Zhongnan Mountain, and its momentum was not inferior to any big faction on the rivers and lakes.

At this time, after knowing that Yang Suxin was standing behind the hidden sect of the "Tomb Sect", the attitude of the people of the Qingcheng faction changed, but they did not dare to slack off, not to mention that it was a threat, and their faces were a little respectful.

This is the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes where the strong are respected.

If Yang Suxin's strength was poor and he didn't have the strength behind him, then now they and his group would have been killed by Yu Canghai a long time ago, and they would be as respectful as they are now.

"Girl, I sent Changqingzi in Xiaqingcheng, and I hope to forgive them once in my face, and my faction is grateful. Another peerless master of the Qingcheng faction, a young man who was less than thirty years old, stepped forward and said respectfully.

"West of the Three Gorges, the first swordsmanship?" Yang Fan's expression moved, and he looked at the young Changqingzi in surprise. (To be continued.) )