"Since the old devil should come down, Mr. Zhou, Master Yu, and Biyun Zhenren should come down. There was another shout from the crowd. Zhou Qingxuan glanced over. "He is the owner of the Twelve Serial Villages of Luzhou Mansion. The owner of the grange is also a first-class master in the southern martial arts, why don't you come up and play with a few of them?" Zhou Qingxuan sneered. Twelve consecutive villages, a good prestige name, may rely on the master is only this grange owner, to say that this grange master still has a few points. It's a pity that the courage is not very good, and he is cowardly in the face of a real master.

Mr. Zhou Da laughed, and he should have no hesitation to contribute to the righteous path of martial arts. But with such a small trick, how can you get an axe in front of you, the first-class grandmasters of today's class?" said the owner of the farm, sneering. The farmer, who thinks he is a wise man, never puts himself in danger. If you really can't avoid it, let your brothers or friends under your command test it, and if you think you can beat it, you will fight, and if you can't beat it, you will say a few soft words and pass it. When others saw him speak softly, they hurt his people again, so they let him go. But today's fight is all today's first-class masters, and the owner of the farm doesn't need anyone to test it, he knows that he will not be able to beat. How could he take such a risk?" "Except for Mr. Zhou, who else of your level can deal with Duanmu Old Demon?"

"Hmph!" Zhou Qingxuan snorted coldly, but it was like thunder in the ears of the owner of the farm, so he closed his mouth and said nothing. Zhou Qingxuan couldn't understand why the owner of the grange kept talking like this if he was so afraid of death? Wouldn't it be better to stay honest? But this kind of small size is not worthy of Zhou Qingxuan's attention. Twelve Lianhuanzhuang, a good and majestic name, but unfortunately there are only two courtyards, and the Huashan faction is not comparable at all

"Duanmu Sect Master, do you think you've won?" Zhou Qingxuan didn't bother to pay attention to those muddy people, and said to Duanmu Tong.

"If Master Zhou really feels that he is not sure that he will be able to win against this old man, Duanmutong, this seat is happy to allow you a few more places. Duanmu Tong said with a smile.

"This is what you said, Biyun Zhenren, Yu seniors, it's time to let those Dao grow. Zhou Qingxuan turned around and said to Yu Lianzhou and Sun Biyun.

Yu Lianzhou nodded and said to Sun Biyun: "Senior Brother Biyun, so far, it has to be like this. ”

"Hey...," Sun Biyun shook his head, "Why is it here, why is it here." Fellow Daoists, come out. ”

Out of the forest came more than thirty white-haired, fairy-winded veterans. Duanmutong calmed down and felt it slowly, and his heart sank. Most of these thirty or so veterans are about to break through the innate realm, and a few of them have even become innate grandmasters. Duanmu Tong was flustered in his heart: "When did the great master of the innate realm become so worthless? I have never heard of such a person in the martial arts! Why do you have to stay in the deep mountains and wild forests with this kind of kung fu? Wouldn't it be better to come out and make a name for yourself?"

These bad old men, the old way of the bull's nose is the last hole card of Wudang, that is, these more than 30 years are only one step away from the congenital, Wudang can sit firmly in the current position, in order to be as famous as Shaolin, and it is the well-deserved Taishan Beidou for today's martial arts.

"Good, good, good!" Duanmu Tong forcibly suppressed the horror in his heart and applauded. "Sure enough, it is the Taishan Beidou of today's martial arts, this strength, I am afraid that the Shaolin Temple can get it today. Zhou Qingxuan, your Huashan faction relies on such an innate realm as you, and you want to return to the six major factions, and the road is far away. ”

"The affairs of my Huashan faction will not be bothered. It's better to think about how to deal with the immortal elders of Wudang Mountain. Zhou Qingxuan said coldly.

"Hmph, this seat has its own calculations. Duanmutong is still so tough on the lips, but not so tough in his heart. There are more than 30 first-class masters in the world, plus Zhou Qingxuan, Yu Lianzhou, and Sun Biyun, three great masters who have been famous for many years. Duanmutong now really regrets the matter of coming down to compete, and even regrets that he didn't accept his advice and acted arbitrarily, and he actually fell into the current situation. "The first one will come first. I don't know who will appear?"

"Head Yu and Sun Zhenren are tall and virtuous, so it is naturally Zhou who came first to comprehend the master of Duanmu. Zhou Qingxuan stopped Yu Lianzhou, who was about to step forward, and said.

Duanmu channel: "The husband has said everything, and the horse is difficult to chase." Three wins in five battles, if the Divine Sect loses three games, the old man and several elders will eat and read books in Wudang Mountain. ”

Zhou Qingxuan saw that Duanmu Tong finally showed fatigue, and said, "It seems that Duanmu Sect Master still knows how powerful. If we lose three of the three battles, we will wait for the three of us to call the shots, and let you leave Wudang Mountain. The people in the Sun and Moon God Sect were all happy when they heard that he had accepted Duanmutong's invitation.

Zhou Qingxuan was about to go into battle, when he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, there is a gift, someone Zhou wants to give to Duanmu Sect Master." Someone! Bring Xiao Bieli here!"

The righteous path heroes got out of the way, and the two disciples of the Huashan faction left with Xiao Bei, who was tied up with five flowers.

"Xiao Zuo envoy, what about the four elders of Tang Sun Zhusha?" I thought that Xiao Bieli was dead, but how did I know that he was still alive, Duanmutong was pleasantly surprised, and asked again and again. Xiao Bieli lowered his head and didn't dare to say a word, Duanmu Tong forced him to ask, "What about the four elders?

"Duanmutong, don't force him, the four friends suddenly realized, broke away from the Demon Sect, and went all the way to the west. Zhou Qingxuan said. Hearing the news that the four elders had apostasy and fled, the remaining morale of the Demon Sect army had collapsed by half.

Xiao Bieli nodded with difficulty, he was captured, his lifelong ambition came to naught, and the position of the leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect was not to be touched in this life. Now that Xiao is parting, the prestige and self-confidence of the past are gone, and he has to get by, which is his only idea at present.

"It must have been you who coerced Xiao Zuo's envoy in some way, how could the four elders have apostatized? It must have died tragically in your hands, with this kind of trick, do you still know how to write the word shame?" Duanmu Tong's heart became more and more chaotic, and the words he said were completely incoherent. Duanmutong also felt that he was wrong, and he was not justifying: "Zhou Qingxuan, let's talk with the kung fu in your hands." One move, "Wuxi", carried the internal force that had been accumulated for nearly a hundred years, and pushed Zhou Qingxuan over.

Seeing that Duanmu Tong had found him, Zhou Qingxuan was displeased: "Duanmu Old Devil is treating me as a soft persimmon to pinch." "You must know that Yu Lianzhou is a great master who has become famous in the Yuan Dynasty, although the rivers and lakes have been calm in the past few decades, he has never made a move in public, others only know that they are skillful, how clever they are, but they only imagine it, and have never seen it with their own eyes. But who dares to underestimate this second brother of Wudang Yu who was personally trained by Sanfeng Zhenren? Although Sun Biyun has never played in the rivers and lakes and doesn't know how to do kung fu, but his internal strength has reached the point where Sun Biyun's internal strength is not as good as his, and he can only be killed, but others will never be able to kill him. There is only Zhou Qingxuan, although he is already a great master of the innate realm, but the savings of internal strength are still far from those of these old masters.

Duanmutong used Sun Bin's strategy of fighting on the horse, and it was clear that he wanted to let Tong Jiujin, who had the lowest martial arts, lose to Yu Lianzhou, who had been famous for many years, if Sun Biyun was old and weak, and he was careless, he was defeated in the hands of Shangguan Elder who was dozens of years younger, but there were countless battles, and the victory or defeat of this battle would be difficult to say.

Zhou Qingxuan didn't dare to take it hard, although the Huashan Qi Sect focused on qi training, how could the forty or fifty years of skill be compared with Duanmutong's internal force of nearly a hundred years? A shape-shifting phantom avoided Duanmutong's palm technique, and his left hand became a claw, taking advantage of the fact that Duanmutong's old power had exhausted its new strength before it was born, he was about to abolish one of Duanmutong's hands. But Duanmutong was also fought in the sea of corpses and blood, will it leave this flaw? Zhou Qingxuan had no choice but to eliminate the idea of abolishing Duanmutong's hand. Duanmutong was proud, flickering his fists and palms, flickering his fingers and grabbing, and in an instant, he had changed more than a dozen tricks, and he did his best to change.

Zhou Qingxuan gave him this round of rapid attack, and for a while he only had the share of guarding. But it's not a way to always defend, and Zhou Qingxuan still understands the truth of 'defending for a long time, he will lose'. Seeing Duanmutong's fast attack, Zhou Qingxuan couldn't even spare time to draw his sword. Zhou Qingxuan thought to himself: "Do you want to use that trick? Damn, this is to be used against Xue Qingling! Duanmu Old Devil was forced by you!" His heart was ruthless, his ring finger and little finger were bent, so that the thumb pressed against the nail of the second finger, and the index and middle fingers were put together and straightened. Poked hard.

Duanmu Tong saw Zhou Qingxuan's sword finger poked, and his heart was very happy: "Zhou Xiao'er is faint, and he actually used this trick, even if your Huashan faction is dominant in swordsmanship, how can you rush the sword qi out in a hurry? The old man has to abolish your two fingers, see how you will use the sword in the future, and the head of the Huashan faction who can't use the sword is a joke." He made up his mind, clenched his hands into fists, and was about to abolish Zhou Qingxuan's fingers with his fist.

The fist hit the finger, and there was no doubt that the finger was broken. But suddenly Duanmutong felt that something was wrong, the enemy's fingers were not broken, and after hitting him, he only felt that his whole body was uncomfortable, and his limbs were warm and indescribable. Hurriedly dodged away, and with a breath, he forced the alien true qi out of his body, and said, "When did the head of Huashan also learn Wudang's peerless Yiyang Finger?"

Yu Lianzhou was shocked when he heard this, thought about it carefully, and suddenly shook his head: "The one used by Master Zhou is not passed down by our faction, the meaning does not match, and it is definitely not the martial arts of our sect." ”

"Dali Duan?" Duanmu Tong asked with hatred and surprise.

At the end of that year, the Quanzhen Sect of Nanshan was broken by the Mongolian Tartar army, and the seven ancestors of Quanzhen each led their disciples to establish the sect, and this Yiyang Finger was brought to Huashan by the Guangning Patriarch that year. ”

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