It was mid-autumn, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, the two stood silently. Perhaps it is precisely because they are two people that the scene becomes so lonely and lonely.

It's quiet, so harsh that even a breeze is. Yang Buqi looked intently, not only a dying red butterfly but also a maple leaf, fluttering in the twilight and landing on Hu Bugui's left shoulder. Hu Bugui's left eyelid moved slightly, Yang Buqi saw it clearly, and almost at the same time, he drew his sword and wanted to swing it in the upper left.

The white light of the sword overshadowed the sunset. The piercing sound of gold and stone startled the wild beasts in the mountains and the birds in fright.

Hu Bugui's pupils hadn't shrunk under the strong light, and even before the sound of the sword could be heard, Yang Bugui's sword qi was already approaching. Qi Zong was secretly happy, and also took advantage of the situation to draw his sword, the sword light was as quiet as the morning sun, and Yang Bu's sword light was overshadowed.

Yang Buqi didn't want to parry, but what could he do next? He could only take it, but he lost the first hand, and said: "What a rising sun, breaking my big voice!

Hu Bugui was like playing a routine at home, concentrating his true qi, throwing the sword upward, the sword light shone again, and countless rays of light hit the Sword Sect like arrows. Yang does not give up swordsmanship, like freehand flowers and birds, carefully carved, let his light sword like rain, Yang does not give up and calmly dodge. Hu Bugui looked at it, and he couldn't see clearly how Yang Buyi's sword was swinging and slashing, only seeing the figure and smelling the whirring wind.

Hu Bugui doesn't care about a lot, and tries his best to get his true luck to the peak and gamble. Yang Buqi dodged there, and silently thought in his heart: "That's it, you can't get close, this strength is not as good as others, and this elephant can't break him like the sun!" Thinking about it, Yang Buqi's waving wind was a little rougher, Hu Bugui thought that Yang Buqi's strength was approaching, collected part of his true qi, and said: "Look at how I win you!" I saw that the sword light was dim, but the sword was as red as the sunset, Yang Buqi pushed a hand, and the fire sword fell straight from the sky and hit Hu Bugui.

Hu Bugui took three steps back, and actually made a stop, and then with a sword, the tip of the sword was directly on the tip of the fire sword. I only heard a piercing sound, and the fire sword was half deflated; Yang Buqi let out another trembling breath, the fire sword lost its color, and quickly retreated backwards, Yang Buqi got up and jumped up in a panic, caught the hilt of the sword in the air, and forgot his luck in the panic, and his hand was already a little burned. Yang Buqi also took advantage of the momentum and wanted to fight with Hu Bugui. At this juncture, Hu Bugui instinctively threw away the sword, and carried the yin qi on the injured hand and the last bit of yang qi on the sword. As soon as Yang Buqi approached, he was injured by that true qi, lost his strength, and fell to the ground......

Hu Bugui thought that he had won, did he win? It seems that yes, didn't he see that Yang Bugui's sword was thrown on the ground? But who would have thought that when Hu Bugui was about to be a winner, Yang Bugui saw the opportunity, and a black tiger dug out his heart and knocked Hu Bugui to the ground. Hu Bugui propped his hands on the ground, trying his best to stand up.

Yang Buqi stared at Hu Bugui, preparing to give him another fatal blow as soon as the other party stood up. But although Hu Bugui tried his best, he could only curl his body and couldn't stand up straight. He looked directly at each other, staggered towards the other party with all his might, but he couldn't help himself, his legs were weak, the other stumbled, and he fell heavily to the ground again, unable to get up again.

The Qi Sect brothers on the sidelines were shocked when they saw this, and the two fast-legged people flew over the ring and helped Hu Bugui off the ring.

"You, despicable! Senior Brother Hu obviously let you go," said a Qi Sect disciple.

"What is despicable? Becoming a king and defeating a king! In the future, when facing the Demon Sect thieves, will you Qi Sect people also keep their hands? Jokes!" Liu Qingyan was a little ashamed when he saw that Yang Buqi was a little ashamed, and hurriedly said.

"Uncle Liu, you're actually!" said another Qi Sect disciple in disbelief

"Forget it. It's me who was too careless. Hu Bugui stopped the two junior disciples, he knew that Yang Buqi was already merciful, and the last move, the hidden weapon in his sleeve, was about to be sent, and he took it back at the last moment. Although Yang Buqi is benevolent, it can also be seen that the Sword Sect is really going to do whatever it takes to deal with the Qi Sect this time, and if the two junior disciples continue to argue with Liu Qingyan, I am afraid that there will be no good fruit to eat.

Get off the wrong foot. The Qi Sect brothers were gloomy, and everyone was silent, and their hearts were full of frustration.

Winter clouds were still lingering halfway up the mountainside, and the gray sky exuded a dull atmosphere. The mountain wind blew violently, and the snow on the trees was blown all over the sky. The mountain wind traveled through the mountains, and it was gradually amplified, "Woo~, Woo~, Woo~", getting louder and louder, as if to announce the helpless defeat of the Qi Sect to the whole world. A strong feeling of defeat spread in the hearts of the Qi Sect brothers.

Yue Buqun saw that the momentum was not right, and immediately stood up to boost morale: "Brothers, don't be discouraged. This is only the beginning of the martial arts competition, and there is still a long way to go! We still have great hope. We need to know that we are only a part of our Qi Sect brothers who are here today. Our elite soldiers haven't arrived yet, so I know what the final result will be!"

Yue Buqun's words seemed to have some effect. The mood was a little brighter.

"Brothers, do you remember what Uncle Zhao said before leaving?" Yue Buqun asked in a loud voice.

"Yes!" replied the brothers in unison.

"Shout out!"

"To be soft to rigid, to overcome the rules with softness, advocating tenacity, indomitable!"

"Okay, brothers, do it!" Yue Buqun waved his big arm, and the sound shook the world, shaking down the snow and mist, and shaking the birds in the forest.

The Qi Sect's side boosted morale, but the Sword Sect's side was happy. Today, the Sword Sect is personally in command by the sect leader Xue Qingling, bringing the best lineup of the sect, and he is determined to win, and Xue Qingling has also put a lot of effort into arranging the troops. You can't use the strongest player to play in the first battle, in this case, it will leak the bottom too early, and you can't let the martial arts be too bad to play first, otherwise once you fail, it will affect morale. Xue Qingling understands the characteristics of this sect, but it is also a shortcoming, that is, it is good at taking a tailwind boat, and it is difficult to go against the current, and the first battle of the Sword Sect must win, first to win people, and then to achieve the final victory, so Xue Qingling sent Yang Bu, who is in the middle of the martial arts of this sect, to give up in the first battle. It seems that his painstaking arrangements have begun to bear fruit. He couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Yang Buqi, who was still standing in the ring with great martial power. (To be continued.) )