Xuan Jizi said angrily: "'The simmering poison Wang Kai is also poisonous, if I run into him, if I don't break his body into ten thousand pieces, I Xuan Jizi swears not to be a person!"

Dugu Chu looked left and right among the disciples of Hengshan again, pulled out six disciples, took out two brown pills, divided them into three, and gave them to each other.

When the work was finished, Dugu Chu walked to the disciples of the Hengshan faction and the Taishan faction in turn, and each pulled out more than a dozen people, but he felt that they had also been poisoned by the 'King of Simmering Poison', and the poison in them was varied, unlike the previous disciples of the Huashan faction and the Hengshan faction, which was just a single kind of poison.

Dugu Chu frowned deeply, the beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his forehead dripped down, he was busy for a long time, the sun was already setting in the west, and it was approaching dusk, but two-thirds of the people had not been treated.

Suddenly, I heard the loud sound of "Dangdang Dang" in the ring, and someone rang the big gong, Jin Fulai said loudly: "Today's sword competition, Zhuo Feilong of Huashan faction, Qiao Mengyuan of Hengshan faction, Rong Sangui of Songshan faction, Zhao Hanqing of Taishan faction, and Zhu Baiqian of Hengshan faction won. The pride of the audience was still unfinished, and they sighed again and again.

The night was already dark, Qiao Mengyuan, a disciple of the Hengshan faction, tossed and turned, unable to sleep, every time he closed his eyes, he always remembered the scene when he was competing with Wen Renjun during the day: he was delirious at the time, and he put the tip of his sword against Wen Renjun's throat in a daze, and ordinary warriors could also see that this was a trick, not based on real skills, but why did everyone in the audience say that they had won? Senior Brother Wenren's martial arts are much higher than mine, so will he be punished by his master?

The more Qiao Mengyuan thought about it, the more chaotic her mind became, her mind was swollen, she got up and sat down for a while, her mind calmed down a little, she lay down and went to sleep, but the scene of the day appeared in her mind again, and it became clearer and clearer, she was extremely irritable, stood up, pushed open the door and walked out......

In the guest room of the disciples of the Huashan Sect in the west, outside the door of Wen Renjun's room, a slight knock sounded on the door, and Wen Renjun was sleepy, and asked, "Who?"

A woman's voice outside the door said, "Senior Brother Wenren, it's me." ”

Wen Renjun said happily: "Senior Sister Qiao!" walked over and opened the door, Qiao Mengyuan stood outside the door, looking sad, Wen Renjun invited her into the room and asked, "Senior Sister Qiao, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao Mengyuan said in a lull: "I... I..."After a long time, he said: "Senior Brother Wenren, today's martial arts competition must have been wrong, obviously you won, but they insisted that it was me, I will go and make it clear to the host tomorrow, so that you can play tomorrow." ”

Wen Renjun waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no! No, it's obvious that you won today, and everyone present saw it, even if I was allowed to play, all the heroes were not convinced, it was just an embarrassing situation."

Qiao Mengyuan said: "But I was really unconscious at the time, and I was confused...... Just ......"

Wen Renjun said: "Senior Sister Qiao's swordsmanship is exquisite, besides, the time of the competition is not all based on the strength of martial arts, but also by chance." Qiao Mengyuan said: "But in this way, I am always uneasy in my heart, so let's let Senior Brother Wenren play." Wen Renjun hurriedly said: "Senior Sister Qiao, how can you embarrass me like this? If you can't rest assured, then if you add my strength to the competition tomorrow and win the championship in one fell swoop, then I will be even happier." Qiao Mengyuan was speechless, not answering, not answering. The two were silent for a long time, and Wen Renjun asked, "Senior Sister Qiao, are you coming to me so late for this matter?" Qiao Mengyuan's cheeks flushed slightly, and he bowed his head and said, "Yes." Wen Renjun was overjoyed to hear this, and was about to ask her to go back and have a good rest, but she heard the voice of Yunwan outside the door: "Jun'er, it's so late, haven't you slept yet?" Wen Renjun panicked: "No...... Not yet, I'll just sleep. Yun Wanli let out a "hmm", the footsteps became softer and softer, and he had already walked far, Wen Renjun's tense heart finally relaxed, and he said secretly: "Fortunately, the master didn't enter the room." Qiao Mengcheng's face turned red and said, "Senior Brother Wenren, then I'll go first." Wen Renjun sent her outside the door, recalling Senior Sister Qiao's voice and smile, and couldn't sleep anymore. In the middle of the night, the lights are still on in Guo Yaotai's bedroom. Guo Yaotai took care of all the affairs at the venue, and he was already very tired, but the strange things during the day made him sleepless at night, thinking: "The conference has not yet started, first of all, the disciples of the Huashan faction were almost poisoned, and then the six disciples of the Xuanji senior brother of the Hengshan faction were ambushed, and they all said that they were the hands of my Taishan faction, and today according to the 'sick face divine doctor', the person who made the poison was the 'golden hand medicine fork'," I have seen the Golden Hand Medicine Fork once, and I will definitely not mix into this sect and I don't know it, could it be that my Taishan Sect really has a spy, and I learned the martial arts of this sect and passed it on to the 'Golden Hand Medicine Fork'?" Guo Yaotai thought of this, and his face changed sharply: "If this is the case, then the mastermind behind this scene must have been planned for a long time, but my Wuyue Sword sent out so many important things, but I never knew who he was, it seems that this person's origin is extraordinary." "Many of the people who were poisoned by the various factions during the day were masters of the faction, and all the poison in them came from the hands of the 'King of Simmering Poison', could it be that the 'King of Simmering Poison was making an obstacle from it?...... and the 'Doctor of Sick Face' rarely went to the clinic in person for treatment, and who could invite Dugu Chu to Mount Tai? Does he know anything inside?......" While thinking about it, he suddenly saw a figure outside the door swaying, and he shouted: "Who?" flew up and slammed open the door to the outside, but saw a figure fleeing in a hurry to the northeast, and he chased after him with an arrow. Guo Yaotai's swordsmanship is well-known in the world, and his light skills are no less than today's first-class martial arts masters, when he was running, he saw that the person in front of him was not in a hurry, and it seemed that he still had enough strength to spare, Guo Yaotai's feet accelerated, and the person also slowed down, and when Guo Yaotai slowed down, the person also slowed down, and he could chase out more than twenty or thirty miles, but he was still seven or eight feet away from that person. Then his face was covered with a black cloth, and he couldn't see his face clearly. The more Guo Yaotai chased, the more strange he felt, and suddenly a flash flashed in his mind: "Oh no, he just lured me out, if I chase him again, I'm afraid I will fall for his plan to divert the tiger from the mountain." He stopped at the moment and said loudly: "This master came to visit late at night, I don't know what to say?" The man did not answer, and a few ups and downs were already hidden in the night. Guo Yaotai returned to the bedroom, but when he saw that the surroundings were peaceful and peaceful, he felt a little calmer. The next day, the sky was just dawning, the ring was already surrounded by a surge of people, the Quartet crowd shouted to start the competition faster, the footsteps on the mountain road were mixed, and many high-rollers from the rivers and lakes poured up the mountain. Three drums sounded, and Zhao Hanqing and Zhu Baiqian stepped into the ring at the same time. Zhao Hanqing gave a salute, and all the hundreds of cadres ignored it, brushed out the green jade sword, and shouted: "Return my senior brother's life!" The green jade sword stood up, and then attacked Zhao Hanqing. Zhao Hanqing heard him shouting roughly, frowned, and said: "Your senior brother was definitely not killed by our Taishan faction, when the truth is revealed, it is not too late for you to take revenge." "Talking all the way, but the hands and feet did not slow down at all, the sword of Tongtian was out of the sheath, the essence flashed, "dang", the two swords intersected, Zhu Baiqian but felt that the tiger's mouth was shocked, and the green jade sword almost came out of his hand, "Oh Oh three steps back in a row, "Oh" sound, and took half a step back, Zhao Hanqing's chest was suffocated, and he also withdrew two steps in succession, immediately stood firm, and then attacked Zhu Baiqian, the skill of the two people, it can be seen. Zhu Baiqian's move was "scattered", the tip of the sword shook again and again, and there was a burst of speed, as if pointing out the stars in the sky, Zhao Hanqing stared at it, only to see that the tip of his sword was pointed, and every place was stirring with a Shen Xiong's sword qi, each of which was generally strong and weak, and after a while, hundreds of sword points had been formed at the tip of Zhu Baiqian's sword, just like a rainstorm knife smashing towards Zhao Hanqing's head, if he was hit by one of the sword qi, although he was not seriously injured, but the injury was not light, it was undoubted. Zhao Hanqing knew the stakes, while wielding the halberd sword, while shaking with the sword qi, fluttering and swaying in the sword qi, the group saw that he was a huge man, strong as a tiger, and he was as calm as a mountain when he performed light skills, not necessarily how fast, but every time the rushing sword qi was about to scrape on him, it all flashed to him lightly and skillfully, and everyone applauded. Zhu Baiqian made a move, and he was still waiting to make a move, "snorted", Zhao Hanqing made a move to "cover the sky and cover the sun", and the halberd sword suddenly scattered like thousands of halberds, forming a dazzling brilliance, and pressed down to Zhu Baiqian densely, Zhu Baiqian turned around, and swayed left and right in the shadow of the sword, and he could take a ** step, before he got rid of Zhao Hanqing's move, his steps were vain, and he was obviously a little powerless. Zhao Hanqing made a move, did not wait for Zhu Baiqian to stop for a moment, his body shook, and he grabbed him very quickly, stretched out his finger, Zhu Baiqian had not yet woken up, he had already frozen there and couldn't move, it turned out that at this moment, I didn't know what footwork Zhao Hanqing walked, it was as fast as a ghost, and he flashed in front of Zhu Baiquan, blocking Baigan was caught in the acupoint, and then he realized that if he wanted to make a sound, he couldn't. The group of heroes in the audience rubbed their eyes, they really couldn't believe that Zhao Hanqing's footwork just now was so fast, and the calm and steady method he made was like a cloud, even the "Mobei Double Eagle", which has always been famous for its light skills, was also amazed, to be exact, they didn't see clearly how Zhao Hanqing rushed forward to restrain Zhu Baiqian, but it was as if Zhao Hanqing suddenly changed from his original position to a position next to Zhu Baiqian, and there was no need to walk across, and directly changed the position. After a long time, I don't know if I shouted: "Good footwork!" Qunhao Fang woke up from his contemplation, and cheers came and went.

At the beginning of the second scene, because Rong Sangui was injured by Nan Yinzi yesterday, he was seriously injured, and the medicine of the "sick face miracle doctor" was tested again, and after a while, how could he be cured and go to sword fighting vigorously? Therefore, he could only lie down and rest, and could not compare again.

Qiao Mengyuan made a gesture to Zhuo Feilong: "The little girl is sparse in her skills, and I hope that Senior Brother Zhuo will be merciful under the sword." ”

Zhuo Feilong said with a smile: "Senior Sister Qiao doesn't have to be too humble, I'm only two years older than you, if you want to talk about martial arts, maybe I'm not as good as you." Senior Sister Qiao, look at it, my first move is to your wrist. The sword qi roared, and sure enough, it nodded to Qiao Mengyuan's small wrist in his left hand.