Feng Yiqing stopped coughing, hurriedly flew into the ring, and sneered: "Miss Murong doesn't need to bury my Huashan faction disciples in front of the people of the world like this! You say that my Huashan faction's swordsmanship is not as good as Qianyuanzhuang, and my Feng Yiqing has no objection, two battles and two losses, and the heroes of the world are obvious to all; but if you want to laugh at my Huashan faction for not knowing the current affairs, I Feng Yiqing still feels a little confused, and I have to ask Miss Murong for advice!"

Murong Yan smiled, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Old man, but look at the two battles that Chu Fangcai played? Isn't the swordsmanship used by the young master of Qianyuan to defeat your faction from your Huashan faction? Isn't this what the Huashan faction needs to ponder and the most important thing for your faction to consider at the moment? A young man from the rivers and lakes can defeat your faction with your faction's martial arts when they meet for the first time, how can your faction have the face to find right and wrong again? Isn't this confused?"

Feng Yiqing's old face turned red and said, "Old man, I did see the swordsmanship of the young master of Qianyuan clearly, but it was not taught by my Huashan faction!"

Murong Yan laughed and said, "The old man is a generation of sword sect masters, how can he be confused before this big right and wrong! The young master of Qianyuan is not your disciple of Huashan, and the swordsmanship used can naturally not be recognized as belonging to your Huashan faction, but I believe that the old man is not difficult to understand this similar and miraculous truth! Young master Qianyuan used the internal force of his own sect to drive the sword and use the swordsmanship of your sect to break the disciples of your faction!"

Feng Yiqing nodded hesitantly, and said slowly: "What the girl said is not unreasonable, but based on the girl's meaning, do you want to say that the swordsmanship of my Huashan faction is nothing, and the martial arts of the Huashan faction are worthless?"

Murong Yan said solemnly: "Old man, you are confused again, since the Huashan faction has been independent of the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, it claims to be a big faction. There must be the profundity and unique wisdom of your school's martial arts, which cannot be obtained by cultivating for many years. How can others easily steal and take it away? The so-called way of treating others is just a cover for people's ears and eyes! I think that there is no one who is more than the Huashan faction in the world in terms of the mastery of swordsmanship; however, the Huashan faction has always been known for the dispute between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, and this is actually an internal strife between the two major factions of your faction vying for the position of the head of the sect. It must have weakened the foundation of the Huashan faction's swordsmanship and martial arts, giving people a chance to take advantage of!"

Gou Weili, who was at the VIP seat, stood up and said angrily: "Miss Murong doesn't need to deliberately judge my Huashan faction here, who wouldn't do this kind of empty preaching? I'm afraid it's not convincing enough!"

Feng Yiqing glanced at Murong Yan and did not make a sound, stunned and thoughtful.

Murong Yan laughed and said, "Since I, Murong Yan, am representing my brother today, naturally I can't come back and forth! I think that in the past, it was rumored that my Gusu Murong was good at martial arts of all factions and sects in the world, and there were few who couldn't, and he had the prestige of being better than the blue; Today, I, Murong Yan, am willing to use the Heavenly Vein Sword Technique of the Huashan Sect to crack the sword formation of the four Huashan Sect disciples on the stage within thirty moves in front of the masters of the Huashan Sect!"

Murong Yan's bold words came out. The crowd was in an uproar.

The Huashan faction couldn't sit still.

Gou Weili even flew into the ring, glaring at Murong Yan with a purple face, looking aggressive and wanting to die with others.

Feng Yiqing raised his hand to stop everyone, and said slowly: "What Miss Murong said is very reasonable, so I will follow what you said, girl." Even if my Huashan faction loses, I can only blame my Huashan faction disciples for not being proficient in learning, and the Huashan faction's swordsmanship is indiscriminate, and I can't complain about others! It's just that the Fengyun sword formation formed by my four Huashan disciples is extraordinary, as long as the girl can not give up the sword within thirty moves, she will be counted as a victory!" Feng Yiqing looked at Murong Yan gloomily.

Xiong Ziming muttered in Murong Hongyun's ear on the side, "Is our young lady's tone a little bigger?"

Murong Hongyun shook his head. smiled: "Snort, I see that our young lady will kick those four boys off the stage in less than twenty moves!"

Xiong Ziming stuck out his tongue in fright.

Ren Tianqi was also close to the ring, ready to go up to rescue Murong Yan at any time.

Murong Yanjiao smiled and threw a loving glance at Ren Tianqi, who was still paying attention to Tan Lang's figure on stage, she was happy for her lover's concern.

Murong Yan smiled and drew her long sword.

The four Huashan disciples also shouted angrily. They each scattered and inspected Murong Yan and surrounded him.

Gou Weili and Feng Yiqing got off the stage and stood at the staircase to watch nervously.

Murong Yan scolded lightly, and attacked with a sword swing.

Murong Yan rushed into the Fengyun Sword Formation, twisted his waist and used the Huashan Sect Heavenly Vein Sword Technique. Her Tianmai swordsmanship is not like the red embroidery, which is now learned and sold. Obviously, I have carefully figured it out many times in my usual practice and studied it carefully. It has already been absorbed, and what is even more terrifying is that Murong Yan skillfully used the jade goddess power in her body to use the sword to expand her body method. The figure is in a trance, the sword shadow is continuous, like a four-person conjoined body, and the four swords cooperate to fight in formation.

The disciples of the Huashan Sect knew very well that the face of the Huashan Sect was naturally a desperate and dangerous move that could not be defended at all, but it was also useless; not only could they not break through Murong Yan's sword formation and bounce back, but they could not block Murong Yan's fierce attack. It was also eleven or twelve moves, and with a series of exclamations from the four Huashan sect disciples, I saw the four Huashan sect disciples flying up and down one after another.

Murong Yan stood on the stage with a sword like a fairy, and the audience was silent, death-like silence, and thunderous applause, cheers, and cheers broke out in an instant.

The disciples of the Huashan faction naturally did their best in this battle, but Murong Yan did not exaggerate his ability in the slightest, and the prestige of his Gusu Murong Martial Arts leader returned after this battle, and no one doubted the highest achievement of martial arts swordsmanship represented by the Four Swords Alliance.

The happiest hero in the world is his brother Murong Hongyun, who lies on the chair and laughs loudly, arrogant; the most surprised is his man Ren Tianqi, who never expected Murong Yan's skills to be so good, he remembered his embarrassment when he was blocked by the Huashan faction's Taiji sword formation outside the Shaolin Temple; he seemed to feel that Murong Yan's swordsmanship hidden in the phantom body of his own sect; the most annoyed was the young master of the White Camel Mountain, Yu Wenqing, Murong Yan was his jealous rival, but today it seems that he is not only not Wen Zhongyu's opponent, but also far inferior to her Murong Yan, how can he have the opportunity to attract the attention of his young master Qianyuanzhuang！

Yuwen Qing was so angry that her teeth clucked, her delicate face was also distorted a lot, and she secretly called the maid to fetch the Linglong jar, since her swordsmanship is not your Murong Yan's opponent, why don't you use what she is good at, she is ready to use the world's most poisonous blood toad to deal with Murong Yan! But she Yuwenqing is quite wise, using poison is her Yuwenqing's last resort, and it is far from the time when it must be used; she glanced at Gou Weili in the distance in annoyance, and turned her head sideways to whisper a few words to the sloppy man beside her.

The disciples of the Huashan faction were silent, and they all turned their heads to look at Gou Weili and Feng Yiqing, whether to go or stay, to fight or to kill the whole head and the ancestors. The disciples of the Huashan faction kicked people off the stage three times in succession, and lost all their face; how could their polite face hold up in front of the heroes of the world, and now they can't care about the morality and demeanor of the Jianghu sect, so they turned around and pulled out a long sword from the hands of a disciple and went to the stage to find Murong Yan desperately.

Feng Yiqing's body was faster, and he had already moved to block Gou Weili's way, shook his head, and looked at each other speechlessly.

Feng Yiqing is not a decadent look, although he can't figure out how he has been so embarrassed in the decades since his debut, and his reputation has been ruined in Nanling Qianyuanzhuang! Feng Yiqing was extremely depressed in his heart.

Gou Weili was stunned for a moment, his face was distorted and his eyes were red, and he hurriedly coaxed: "Uncle Shi, don't keep stopping me! Today, the Huashan faction humiliates people in such a way, how can I, as the head of the faction, swallow this breath! Either you get out of the way and let me come forward to ask for an explanation, or Uncle Shi, you will choose another person to take over my position as the head of the family!"

Feng Yiqing forced a smile, shook his head, and said with an embarrassed smile: "No, our Huashan faction is willing to gamble and lose today!"

Gou Weili had no choice but to glance at Feng Yiqing, after all, he didn't have the courage to compete with the old man, glanced at the stage, stomped his feet with hatred, and was so angry that he threw down the sword in his hand and flew down the stairs angrily; he didn't go out ten steps and suddenly turned back to Murong Yan on the stage and said loudly: "Today, I Gou Weili thinks that I am not the opponent of your Gusu Murong clan, that is my Gou Weili wasted his learning and art, and insulted the ancestors of the Huashan faction; three years later, I will definitely go to Gusu Murong to ask the lord of Murong Zhuang to teach me!"

When the heroes heard this, the night sparrow was silent.

Murong Hongyun replied loudly in the chair: "Although the head of Gou goes with peace of mind this time, I, Murong Zhuang, are waiting for the head of the family to come! The beautiful scenery of the misty peak by the Taihu Lake is a fairyland on earth! Hongyun will definitely accompany the head of the family in person!"

Yu Wenqing was angry next to him, this Gou Weili was already reluctant to be obedient, and now he didn't even care about his own life and death and didn't say hello to himself and shook his head, isn't this a clear bully? Yes, how can you not die without the antidote to my White Camel Mountain, and you deserve it! Yu Wenqing didn't bother to take care of the life and death of Gou Weili, he had his own plans and arrangements, and he beckoned a maid to explain a few words in his ear, and the maid bowed down and left in a hurry.

Feng Yiqing looked at the figure of Gou Weili and the disciples leaving, sighed, his face was much haggard, and he became much older in a moment; his Huashan faction was destined not to be the opponent of Gusu Murong, not the opponent of Qianyuanzhuang, this may be the will of heaven; he turned gloomily and hugged his fist towards Murong Yan, and said: "Today, listening to the girl's teachings is better than wasting time in Xiajiazi, and I am ashamed in Xia! A generation of wind and dust will no longer set foot in the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes, and I will say goodbye!"

Murong Yan was stunned when she heard this, and she was about to explain, but unexpectedly, Feng Yiqing turned around and drifted away. (To be continued......)