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Everyone concentrated on Xiao Yuesheng's footwork, such a mysterious footwork, and carefully observed it, which was of great benefit to the improvement of their own martial arts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that Xiao Yuesheng's footwork looks really ordinary, nothing more than forward and backward, left and right, just taking a step, tossing and turning between square inches, dodging in the slightest, there is no danger.

"Snort-" Cheng Yuanzhen's long sword stabbed straight ahead, the sword body trembled slightly, and turned into three silver flowers, enveloping the three major points of Xiao Yuesheng's shoulder well.

His body is clean and neat, the sword is like lightning, people follow the sword, between a sword, the spirit is complete, and his extremely deep swordsmanship foundation can be glimpsed.

Xiao Yuesheng's expression remained unchanged, he took half a step to the left, and then took a big step forward to the right, and his body swept away, like a gust of wind, flowing between the three sword flowers.

Cheng Yuanzhen's handsome face was tense, a sword missed, his wrist flicked, and a move "locked the Yangtze River", blocking the waist and slashing, drawing a subtle arc, extremely fast.

The three rings under his feet are extremely mysterious, seemingly rushing straight forward, but he has taken a tiny arc, which is very easy to deceive people's eyes, causing illusions and illusions, and giving birth to a sense of uncertainty.

This arc slashed and formed half a circle, filling the circle drawn by Xiao Yuesheng, and there was only one way to dodge with a short body.

Xiao Yuesheng did not do as expected, but stepped lightly on his feet, half a foot off the ground, his legs swirled in the air, his figure flickered, the long sword slashed past, and an exclamation sounded in the hall, and then he was suppressed.

The long sword slashed towards Xiao Yuesheng, but seeing that he didn't dodge or dodge, he was directly slashed and broken at the waist, which was frightening, but Cheng Yuanzhen's heart sank, only to feel that the sword body was unhindered, like air, and knew that what he saw in front of him was just an afterimage.

Xiao Yuesheng's figure darkened and brightened, letting the long sword pass through the figure, safe and sound, and people finally couldn't help but exclaim.

This kind of body, in the eyes of everyone, is really incredible, far beyond the scope of footwork and body, and it is divine.

The two swords missed, Cheng Yuanzhen's expression remained unchanged, his body was as straight as a gun, his handsome face was solemn, his eyes were cold, and his essence was flickering, which was quite intimidating.

He walked diagonally to the left under his feet, walking along an arc, his body didn't know when to turn the direction, facing Xiao Yuesheng, his wrist pressed, the long sword was raised, and the tip of the sword drew an arc, sealing several points on his upper body.

This sword also once again sealed all his dodge directions, impermeable, extremely mysterious, everyone watching the battle was surprised, they didn't expect Cheng Yuanzhen to be so young, but the swordsmanship was exquisite, for himself, there was no other way than hard connection.

"Good swordsmanship!" Xiao Yuechang laughed, his feet changed again, he stepped on the left, stepped on the right, and then spun around, his body was like a dance, chic and calm, pleasing to the eye.

The arc drawn by the tip of the sword hit the afterimage again, Cheng Yuanzhen's face remained unchanged, his body retreated, and the sword was condensed, like a jade tree standing in the wind.

He put the long sword across his chest, his eyes were bright and burning, and he stared at Xiao Yuesheng tightly: "Mr. Xiao, the three-ring sword is still shallow in the fire, and it is easy to put it down, so I'm afraid it won't be able to contain it." ”

"Three-ring sword?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, sighed, and said with a smile: "Then you have to understand, Cheng Shaoxia might as well go all out, and be curious!"

"It's better to be respectful than to obey!" Cheng Yuanzhen shook his long sword lightly, and with a "buzz", everyone's eardrums ached faintly, just this time, it shows the depth of his skills.

Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows again, and smiled slightly, this Cheng Yuanzhen's skills are not bad, far surpassing his peers, he must have had some adventures.

"Huh-!" As if the cloth was torn, the lightning flashed, and the long sword had reached Xiao Yuesheng's chest and passed through it.

Everyone gasped in unison, the sword was fast!

I secretly thought to myself, if I were to change to myself, I would not be spared, the sword came out too fast, and I could hardly react.

Xiao Yuesheng's figure darkened, and then it lit up again, appearing in the same place, still safe and sound, with a slightly surprised expression, turned around, and looked at Cheng Yuanzhen, who was fixed and turned his back to him.

Cheng Yuanzhen slowly put away his sword and turned around, his handsome face was slightly pale, but his eyes were as bright as the morning star, which was impressive.

He looked at Xiao Yuesheng intently, slowly inserted the long sword back into the sheath, exhaled deeply, his face returned to ruddy, and he clenched his fists and arched his hands: "Mr. Xiao's footwork is subtle, I admire it...... This sword is the most powerful move,...... Bow down!"

After that, he arched his hand again, and in the complicated eyes of everyone, he slowly returned to the side of Zhong Weak Weng who shook northern Yunnan with a sword, and his handsome face was calm and proud.

Everyone watched him return to his seat, but they were silent, thoughtful, and the hall was silent, and no one spoke.

They are still flashing with a sword that is about to heal just now, they are all masters, they have experienced wind and rain, swords, guns and arrows in the rain of killing, every time they see others performing martial arts, they will unconsciously regard it as an imaginary enemy.

If it were to be replaced by himself, would he be able to face this sword unharmed? Facing the enemy head-on, it was already five or five, and if Cheng Yuanzhen sneaked attacked, would he be spared?

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and there are talents from generation to generation,...... Cheng Shaoxia's swordsmanship is an eye-opener!" Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile, stroking his black mustache, looking at Cheng Yuanzhen with a smile, his eyes revealing a look of appreciation.

Cheng Yuanzhen nodded lightly, quite proud, he was young and young, not sophisticated enough, hostile to Xiao Yuesheng, and it was difficult to show kindness.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled gently, dismissive of his coldness, his warm eyes swept over everyone in the hall, and said with a smile: "Who else is going ,......down?" I'm numb on my feet!"

Everyone couldn't help grinning, they wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, but there was no end anymore, seeing Cheng Yuanzhen's swordsmanship, everyone who wanted to come up and try it had the idea of hiding it.

"Song Daxia, why don't you come up and give it a try!" suddenly a long shout came from the crowd, but it was a short and fat old man with white eyebrows and a red face, he stroked his snow-white beard, and faced everyone's gaze with a smile.

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but be stunned, his hand stroking his beard paused, and when he saw everyone's eyes looking at him, he hurriedly waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "Song is just a bystander, but don't drag me in!"

"Song Daxia, everyone is not an opponent, I have heard for a long time that the Wudang faction has excellent swordsmanship, and if we have this opportunity, let us see it!" The old man touched his snow-white beard, and the old god was there.

"Song asked himself, I haven't offended Hu Daxia, why do you suffer for me?!" Song Yuanqiao smiled bitterly at the old man.

The empty master and the others at the same table all smiled, feeling quite interesting, but they recognized this old man.

Hu Meiweng, known as the immortal man of the East China Sea, is quite old, has excellent martial arts, is anxious and righteous, but his surname is witty and interesting, and his popularity is excellent.

"Yes, Song Daxia, I have heard of the famous Wudang swordsmanship for a long time, and now it is a rare opportunity, so let's open our eyes!" Another person followed suit, his voice was loud, full of generosity and heroism.

He sat on the east side of the main hall, with a strong and burly figure, a full beard, a smile between his words, and snow-white teeth, which was very charming.

"Alas...... , Song's swordsmanship is very clumsy, it is really insignificant, if you want me to show my eyes in front of people, but it is difficult for a strong man!" Song Yuanqiao smiled bitterly, looked at Xiao Yuesheng, and shook his head.

He knew that his martial arts were far inferior to Xiao Yuesheng, and it was better to hide his ugliness than to hide his clumsiness, so he didn't mind, but he couldn't fall into the prestige of the Wudang faction.

"Song Daxia is humble!"

"That's it! Song Daxia doesn't have to be too humble, what the hell is, you can see it at a glance!"

"Wudang swordsmanship, the best in the world, if you can't see it with your own eyes, it's really a big regret in your life!"

Everyone was gossiping, all persuading Song Yuanqiao to draw his sword, Yin Liting was watching from the sidelines, and he could only be anxious, although he was simple, he also knew that being with Xiao Yuesheng was tantamount to taking humiliation on himself, and Wudang's prestige could not be lost.

"Ahem!ahem!" The sound of coughing suddenly sounded in the main hall, through the noise of everyone, and went straight to the bottom of their hearts, and they couldn't help but clear their minds, as if a basin of water was poured on their heads.

Xiao Yuesheng coughed twice and said slowly: "Everyone, you don't need to say much, you don't need Song Daxia to end up, just bow down in Xiagan." ”

With a "hum", everyone exploded and discussed, Xiao Yuesheng's move was really unpopular, and it caused countless stares.

He didn't care about it, Xiao Yuesheng had a lot of respect for Song Yuanqiao, although he had no way to teach his son, he was a rare good person.

"Mr. Xiao, isn't this okay?" said Hu Meion, grabbing his beard and smiling.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "What does Old Hu have a high opinion?"

"Song Daxia's martial arts are outstanding, but Mr. Xiao, your martial arts are not bad. Humeon said with a smile as he twisted his fingers around his snow-white beard.

"yes, yes, let's talk about it. "Everyone echoed one after another, how could such a good show be canceled casually?!

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and smiled bitterly, helpless.

Xiao Yuesheng ignored everyone's opposition, and in the midst of opposition, Shi Shiran returned to the table and sat down.

Xiao Yuesheng picked up the silver cup, took a sip, sighed, then put down the silver cup and said to Song Yuanqiao: "Song Daxia, after the banquet, I will take "Shuiyun True Solution" here." ”

"Since it is the secret of your faction, and it is only suitable for women, Song does not need to read it. Song Yuanqiao shook his head and smiled, he was grateful to Xiao Yuesheng for his great life.

"It's not fair! it's so unfair!" the crowd shouted.

Everyone looked at it, but it was a burly man, with eyes like copper bells, hair like steel needles, and his roots stood up, which was quite scary.

He had a dark complexion, but one could still tell that he had drunk a lot, that his rough face was dark purple, and that his gaze was wandering and hazy, and that he was already a drunkard.

"Oh, what does it mean to be unfair?" Xiao Yuesheng took a handful of vegetables, put down the silver chopstick, and asked casually.

Everyone looked at the drunkard fixedly, wondering what he was talking about.

"Hey, hey, hey......" The big man smirked, struggled to stand up, stood halfway, and fell into the rattan chair, pressed the sandalwood round table with both hands, supported the upper body, and said intermittently: "Song Daxia...... Song Daxia didn't do anything at all, so he could watch "The True Solution of Water and Clouds", and let's ...... , you are ...... It's on purpose!"

"Hey, the secret is mine, who do you want to show it, can't you still call the shots?!" Xiao Yuesheng squinted his eyes and said with a faint smile.

"Unfair...... No...... It's not fair!" the big man muttered, and then with a thud, his head fell on the table, and he smashed two plates of dishes.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, and his warm eyes swept over everyone, and he didn't say more.

Although everyone felt that Dahan's words were in their hearts, no one in the Wudang Sect dared to really offend, and if they were entangled further, they would really offend them.

After the banquet, Song Yuanqiao and other people from the six major sects stayed, and the rest of the people were invited down the mountain one after another, and the Shuiyun faction had no place to stay for them.

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Cold Valley

The hall on the first floor of the Cold Smoke Pavilion was quite quiet.

Master Kongwen and they sat on the couch, and Zhang Wuji and they were also sitting next to the couch, all watching the chess game between Master Kongwen and Yang Xiao.

From time to time, everyone glanced up, enjoyed the scenery of the cold lake from the open window, or looked down at the chess game, and was leisurely.

The fragrance in the hall is faint and faint, but it is a small red clay furnace from the low table, gurgling, white vapor steaming, curling and dissipating in the air, the fragrance of tea is tangy, but it is not rich, and it is heartwarming.

Song Yuanqiao sat in the wisteria chair under the window, looking at a book with a focused expression.

He turned his back to the window, and the sunlight shone in from the outside, shining on his back, and the whole person was bathed in bright sunlight.

On the other side of the hall, near the east, there were exterminators and their wives sitting together, whispering as if they had endless words.

The voices of the people were very low, which made the hall even quieter......

Footsteps sounded, and the two of them walked down the stairs, Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt, his steps were calm, and his bearing was chic and free, beside him, Wen Yubing was dressed in a moon-white Luo shirt, tall and graceful, and every step was full of cold and glamorous and vulgar atmosphere.

Seeing the two coming down side by side, Master Kongwen glanced up, then lowered his head, and continued to play or watch chess, without any special politeness.

After a few drinks, their relationship with each other has become quite close, and they feel that there is no need to make such false courtesies.

Wen Yubing nodded slightly, her clear gaze swept over everyone's faces, and she said hello, and then walked straight to the extermination master.

Xiao Yuesheng came to the window, stood in front of Song Yuanqiao, took out a thick silk album from his arms, and handed it over: "Song Daxia, come, this is "Shuiyun True Solution", and please take a look at Song Daxia, and correct it a lot." ”

"What is this doing?!" Song Yuanqiao's face was solemn, put down the book in his hand, looked solemn, and said slowly: "Mr. Xiao, isn't this to shame Song?!"

"A gentleman's words, the horse is difficult to chase, and now that he has already spoken his words, how can he not practice it?" Xiao Yuesheng put the thick silk book on the Xuan case, and said with a smile.

"It was purely everyone's blind coaxing just now, if you really do it, Song will definitely be defeated or invincible, please put away "Shuiyun True Solution"!" Song Yuanqiao shook his head and smiled bitterly, reached out and picked up the silk book, and pressed it into Xiao Yuesheng's arms.

Song Qingshu followed Yin Liting's side, pricked up his ears, and glanced at this side at this time, he was quite dissatisfied with his father's pedantry in his heart, "Shuiyun True Solution" is unpredictable, there is this opportunity, how can he miss it? !

"Hehe, the opportunity is rare, Song Daxia is not moved at all?!" Xiao Yuesheng did not refuse, took the silk book, and asked with a smile.

"Song is ashamed, his qualifications are too poor, and his master's martial arts have only been learned three or four percent, rather than looking at other people's martial arts, it is better to concentrate and concentrate on practicing his master's martial arts. Song Yuanqiao hugged his fists and said with a smile.

"Song Daxia is really a person with great wisdom!" Xiao Yuesheng exclaimed, put the silk book in his arms, nodded and smiled: "Zhang Zhenren's martial arts are extremely mysterious, and he admires them very much!"

In fact, even if Song Yuanqiao took the silk album and looked through the so-called "Shuiyun True Solution", what he gained was limited.

"Shuiyun True Solution" was made by Xiao Yue a few days before her death, and it is not that there is nothing, but the previous martial arts of the Shuiyun faction, mixed with some mysterious songs, are enough to make people dizzy.

But now the martial arts practiced by the disciples of the Shuiyun Sect have all been improved by him, and there is a world of difference, and there is a world of difference.

At first glance, there is still a hazy shadow of the original martial arts, and it is difficult to find out whether it is true or false when I really see "The True Solution of Water Clouds".

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At the foot of the Purple Mountain, the original lively scene has disappeared, and the people in the martial arts gathered at the foot of the mountain have left, completely extinguishing the heart of the competition for "Shuiyun True Solution", Xiao Yuesheng's martial arts are widely known and famous in the world through the spread of guests.

At this time, there were two people standing on the edge of the thick fog, reluctant to give up, but it was Zhang Haotian and his sister Zhang Ziwei.

"Big brother, after a while, I will be able to go down the mountain, and I will go to see you. Zhang Ziwei was wearing a moon-white water cloud soft shirt, and her jade face became more and more flawless, delicate and moving.

"Your Shuiyun Sect is so powerful, the eldest brother is finally relieved now!" Zhang Haotian stretched out his big hand, patted Zhang Ziwei's fragrant shoulder, and said with emotion.

"Hehe, big brother, you're not my opponent now-!" Zhang Ziwei smiled, her delicate and petite facial features were extremely vivid, and she spoke softly.

"Well, big brother can't compare to you. Zhang Haotian nodded, looking doting.

"When I go down the mountain, I will definitely help my eldest brother deal with your enemy!" Zhang Ziwei shook her little hand, compared her fists, and pretended to have a fierce expression.

"Okay, I'll wait for you. Zhang Haotian laughed, he didn't take it seriously, even if he didn't do well, he wouldn't let his little sister come in.

"Oh, by the way, this Nine Reincarnation Soul Pill was given to the eldest brother by the master. Zhang Ziwei suddenly patted her smooth forehead, took out a white jade bottle from her arms, and gave it to Zhang Haotian.

"Nine Turns Return Soul Pill?" Zhang Haotian took it.

"But there is a breath of air, no matter how many injuries you have, if you take this pill, you can save your life, it's amazing...... Big brother must take it with you!" Zhang Ziwei first showed off her face with pride, and then solemnly instructed.

"Is it really so magical?" Zhang Haotian didn't believe it, he had never heard of this kind of elixir, but it was like a boasted pill.

"This is refined by the master himself!" Zhang Ziwei's eyes widened, surprised, as if he shouldn't have the slightest suspicion, and snorted: "We only have one each!"

"Okay, big brother believes it!" Zhang Haotian said busily, for fear that she would turn her face, and the two brothers and sisters would say goodbye......

(To be continued)