Zilong no longer paid attention to the female thief, and stepped into the crowd, stepping into the ugly ring. Zilong saw that her face was like white jade, and her skin was like mutton fat, so she should belong to a more good-looking type, but after he saw the woman in black and Wan'er, he looked at this little nun and always felt that something was missing.

Some of the onlookers saw the little white face staring at the little nun in the arena, and shouted with laughter: "Little white face! Don't look at it! When you win, the little nun forces her to marry you as your daughter-in-law!" After speaking, there was another burst of laughter. Zilong realized his gaffe, and waved his hand desperately: "No...... Don't get me wrong! I don't think anything wrong...... Seeing his honest appearance, everyone laughed more and more. At this time, they heard a majestic and mellow voice shouting: "Although my Emei faction is full of women, I will not let the rats be bullied!" Although the voice was mellow, it exuded a sense of peace, and it was clearly sent to everyone's ears, but everyone's hearts were shocked, and they fell silent.

Zilong turned to look at the person who spoke, and saw that it was a middle-aged nun, with a kind face, but at this time, her face was full of majesty, and she bowed down and said: "Master, Emei is a famous school in the martial arts, and the younger generation has always respected it, and I dare not have the slightest insult." ”

That nun is the younger sister of the head of the Emei faction, Jingyuan Shitai, Jingqing Shitai, originally came to Shaolin with Jingyuan Shitai to pay homage to Wuxian Shitai, but encountered an urgent matter and went to Nanyang. So Mrs. Jingqing led a few disciples to the Shaolin Temple to participate in the conference.

Master Jingqing saw the solemnity of what Zilong said, so he said: "Young heroes don't have to be polite. Xie Qing, you can learn from this young man!"

Xie Qing, the little nun on the field, bowed down and said, "Yes, Uncle Shi!"

Zilong stood solemnly, he understood that Emei was a famous family and a martial arts master, and he didn't dare to despise it in the slightest.

Xie Qing gave a salute to Zilong, and slowly stabbed out with a sword, this set of swordsmanship is called "like the moon is not a flower", it is the mirror edge master according to all kinds of Emei swordsmanship and the powerful moves he saw when he broke into the rivers and lakes for several years, a move and a style are plausible with what he saw before, obviously thought it was a style in the Emei swordsmanship, he should turn his head to dodge it left, but suddenly saw the sword momentum change, from the left straight slash. And most of the swordsmanship used by Zilong is the Wuji swordsmanship of the Tianya Sect Master, and his internal strength is also derived from the Holy Skull, which is extremely demonic. The Emei sword technique is not only powerful, but also rich in Buddha nature, especially internal strength. Buddha and demons restrain each other, Zilong only feels that he is constrained everywhere, and his internal strength is faintly suppressed.

Dengshi's heart was manic, that holy skeleton was by no means a good thing, and Zilong's strength in his hand couldn't help but soar. Xie Qing saw that his face was flushed, and his eyes were full of magic light, and he couldn't help but be a little scared in his heart.

Zilong's madness has been revealed, and the sword technique has no moves, and it slashes over like a chaotic cloak. Although Xie Qing is the best among the disciples of Emei, he is new to the rivers and lakes and has little experience, and at this time, seeing Zilong seems to be fighting for his life, he can't help but panic.

Zilong saw that her swordsmanship was timid, not only did he not retreat, but he had to inch in more and more fiercely.

"Amitabha!" A Buddha horn came out of the mouth of Jingqing Shitai, and I saw her holding a long sword, floating into the field, and a sword hit the place where the hilt of Zilong's sword was focused, and she knocked Zilong's sword to the ground at once.

Zilong suddenly sobered up and stood on the spot.

The crowd was in an uproar, but they didn't expect that this kind and respectable teacher would enter the arena to interfere with the competition between the two. Master Jingqing said in a dignified voice: "Young Xia, do you know that you almost entered the Demon Dao. ”

Zilong knew that it was the magic of the holy skeleton that drove him, and he sweated like rain.

"Shaoxia, I see that you have deep internal strength, but it doesn't seem to be my decent martial arts. Jingqing Shitai said: "Poor Ni doesn't know what kind of chance the young man got such a deep magic power, but the young man should be self-respecting, and he must not enter the demon path too deep and regret it in the end!"

Master Jing Qing thought for a moment and said: "Shaoxia is still young, I hope to be able to rein in the precipice, Shaoxia can do it himself!"

Zilong felt grateful in his heart and agreed. Master Jingqing didn't say much more, and said slowly: "Emei has already been defeated, let's go." After that, he took Xie Qing off the stage and went by himself.

The crowd did not know why, but they shouted. Zilong didn't feel relaxed at all, but felt that he was really like what Master Jingqing said, "entering the demon path", his heart was extremely heavy, and he hurriedly stepped down and walked to a no-man's land to secretly reconcile his internal breath, and it took a long time to calm down.

When many bystanders saw Zilong, they all pointed out: "Look, this is the young master of the Xiaoyao faction, who has defeated Wudang and the Emei faction." ”

"It's a rarity. ”

"That's right, if only there were such a young hero in my faction!"

Zilong has been lonely since he was a child, where has he heard the praise of so many strangers, he unconsciously felt a little fluttery, smiled slightly, pretended not to hear, and walked down.

Hearing a bell ringing, a yellow-clothed monk shouted loudly: "Please invite the Xu Zilong benefactor of the Carefree Sect to go down with the Miao Ling benefactor of the Fengyue Gang!" Zilong only then knew that the yellow-shirted woman's name was Miao Ling, and he made up his mind and said in his heart: "This time I want to defeat the female thief and take the antidote!" Seeing that the people in front of him were crowded, and the people were crowded, it was very difficult to walk. The crowd immediately applauded and applauded.

Miao Ling pursed his lips disapprovingly, and sneered: "First you pretended to make a grimace to scare other people's little nuns, and now you want to pretend to be a flea to scare me, you are not ashamed!" Zilong shouted loudly: "Female thief, just remember the agreement between the two of us, don't regret your defeat!"

"You...... Miao Ling saw that he opened his mouth in public and called himself a female thief, his heart was furious, his face sank, and he didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he waved his sword to meet him. Miao Ling couldn't dodge, so he had to raise his sword to meet him.Only to hear a crisp sound of "dang", both of them felt numb immediately in the tiger's mouth.Miao Ling jumped away a few steps, rubbing his right hand, and said: "Stinky boy, your sword is not bad, but it's a pity that it's in your hand, it's a pearl." Come, come, come! Let's compare again!" said with a wave of his sword, and raised his sword to hit the top of Zilong's head. Zilong saw that the anti-guest trend had been achieved, so he had no choice but to raise his sword to block.......

In a blink of an eye, the two of them had already knocked hard more than a dozen times, and everyone in the audience was dumbfounded, and after a while, they all turned their heads and said: "Brother and brother, have you ever seen such a desperate person?" "No, this is a martial arts contest or a tree cut!" "What do you know, this is a master! It is useless to engage in those false things, and those who compare and draw are compared, how can there be such a pleasure, and whoever does not die after a burst of slashing will win! Don't you say it, this little girl looks very thin, and this strength is still great! Zilong only felt angry and funny at this time, thinking that there was no such a martial arts competition.

Miao Ling also felt that his right arm was sour at this time, his mouth was numb, and the sword in his hand suddenly trembled.

Zilong and Miao Ling were already sweating profusely, and most of their internal strength was consumed, and they almost wanted to collapse. Zilong knew that she was fighting with all her strength in the end, so she didn't dare to be careless, so she concentrated on the sea of anger and pushed it out with one palm.

Miao Ling shot first, due to the excessive consumption of internal force, the speed was obviously a lot slower.Zilong could easily avoid this palm, but he saw that the surrounding heroes were standing up, so wouldn't it be a big loss of face.Gritted his teeth, and also waved his palm to meet it."Bang" A bang, both of them were shaken away, "plop, plop" both fell to the ground, only gasping for breath, how could they still have the strength to stand up. Zilong was lying on his back on the ground, only to feel that the dantian was unbearably hot, his chest was also extremely suffocating, and there was only a buzzing sound in his head. There was only one thought in my heart, "I want to defeat her and get the antidote!" But I was weak, where could I stand up?

Zilong also kept cheering himself up in his heart and said: "Xu Zilong, you must stand up, you can't even beat a woman!" After a while, Zilong suddenly smelled a fragrance, and found that the fragrance came from the silk handkerchief in his arms, remembering that this silk handkerchief was given to him by the girl named Wan'er just now, and suddenly a beautiful face appeared in his mind, and a warm current surged into his heart, at this time Zilong suddenly felt a trace of fire rising from his abdomen, slowly swimming all over his body. Zilongwu let out a loud shout, the sword propped up on the ground, and finally stood up swayingly. There was a burst of cheers from the crowd.

Zilong turned his head to look, and saw Miao Ling sitting on the ground with the tip of his sword on the ground, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up, and his eyes were already flashing with tears under the grievance and embarrassment.

Now that he has won, he is reluctant to be reckless in words, and even so, under serious injuries, he can barely say a few words. Miao Ling's injuries were probably worse than him, so he only sat on the ground and sneered.

Zilong saw that she refused to take out the antidote, and hurriedly said, "Why don't you believe what you say?"

"Go away!" Miao Ling was shocked and shouted.

This time the two of them fell all over their bodies, Zilong pressed on Miao Ling's body, but Miao Ling really fell to the ground, he was ashamed and anxious at the moment, his face was red, and a tear in his eyes was about to flow out.

Everyone laughed and laughed: "Why are you fighting to the death just now, but now you are lying together?"

"What do you know, people say that if you don't fight, you don't know each other, and people don't fight and don't love each other!"

"Hahaha......"

Zilong couldn't take care of it anymore, and said hurriedly: "Miss Miao, you quickly give me the antidote, I'll leave immediately, I'm now, I don't have any strength at all......"

Miao Ling was embarrassed, only to feel that his internal breath was churning, and he was about to go crazy, so he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, so he closed his eyes and secretly adjusted his breathing. I thought to myself, "As long as I have some strength, I will definitely kill you dog thief with one sword!"

Zilong saw that she closed her eyes and ignored herself, and was angry in his heart, and said, "Okay! If you don't give it to me, I will have to search it myself!"