Hearing Xiao Feng say that the sweeping monk will finally reveal the mystery to everyone, the masters present couldn't help but pout, and Xu Zhu even lowered his voice and said: "Big brother, the sweeping monk is so unreliable, why do you still believe him so much? In the eyes of the younger brother, the sweeping monk is a big fool at all!"

"Second brother, you can't say that, I used to look down on the sweeping monk's pretenses, and even regarded him as an enemy who killed his father. But later it turned out that he saved my father Xiao Yuanshan, and he also healed all the internal injuries he had accumulated over the years due to his practice, so I am still grateful and admired him. Xiao Feng said.

Their conversation was actually overheard by the sweeping monk, and for a peerless master like him, hearing has always been excellent. The sweeping monk smiled indifferently and didn't say anything, but he was secretly happy in his heart!

Next, everyone couldn't help but look at the sweeping monk, who was about to ask him about more secrets of martial arts, but saw the sweeping monk meditating cross-legged on a boulder of lightning with his eyes closed, and he had already settled down, so it seemed that it was best not to disturb.

It's not because these masters are afraid that they won't be able to beat the sweeping monk, but because the sweeping monk stipulates the final ranking of the Huashan Sword Debate, which still has to be determined by him, so he must not offend his old man. Then, it was already nightfall, and on the early winter night, the light of the first quarter moon was not very bright, and the stars seemed rather sparse. In this way, the night sky appears more deep and blue, and so many steep peaks of Huashan are reflected in the blue night sky. It seems so far and endless, full of mystery.

It also comes with the continuous blowing of the mountain breeze, which has a fresh aroma of grass and trees. It makes you feel refreshed.

At the beginning, the martial arts people still had leisure and leisure, enjoying the night view of the top of Huashan. But before long they were so hungry that their stomachs were growling, and they went down to the mountains in search of all kinds of food to satisfy their hunger. Duan Yu and the other masters were not idle, and it took more than half an hour to get some hares and wild boars, and then they roasted as always. I saw that there were a large number of bonfires lit around the top of this Huashan Mountain. On top of almost every campfire, there is a barbecue. Such a spectacular scene can be described as a rare occurrence in a hundred years in the martial arts.

At this moment, Duan Yu suddenly thought: "What is different from later generations is that there are many masters in the martial arts. Traveling from south to north, eating and drinking, they have gradually become barbecue masters. The reason is simple, it is not surprising that you will practice your barbecue skills almost every day when you are walking through the mountains, and of course you will become a master. ”

Among their brothers, Xuzhu is the best at collecting firewood and making fires, and Kurokawa Dazang and Dugu are both good at barbecue.

Due to this continuous competition during the day. I was too tired, and after everyone had eaten and drunk enough, they fell asleep deeply. So many heroes are here. It is impossible for any wicked person to dare to take this opportunity to sneak attack and hurt people, so everyone can sleep with peace of mind.

Duan Yu also slept very deeply, in order to compete for a better ranking in this Huashan Sword Debate, then he needed to rest well and fight in the best condition. Then it will be over-performing.

Perhaps, Duan Yu doesn't have to play at a super level. As long as he exerts his original strength, it can already be regarded as shocking.

In this dream, Duan Yu still saw the scene of Jin Ge's iron horse fighting endlessly. The ancient poem always lingers in my heart: "When you are drunk, you can pick up the lamp and look at the sword, and dream of blowing the horn and the camp." Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound......"

In the early morning of the next day, the martial arts people around him who woke up first also woke up Duan Yu with noisy sounds.

"I'm sure today's battle will be more and more exciting. Duan Yu said with a smile.

"Of course, especially those of you who won yesterday, you have to work hard today!"

In other words, the warriors who can participate in the battle today are: "Xiao Feng, Murong Fu, Fusu Gongzi, Gu Mozhi and Duan Yu, Dugu Qiu Defeat, and Huang Shang." "They were all yesterday's winners. Duan Yu patted Xuzhu's shoulder and said with a smile: "You and Brother Kurokawa don't have to be discouraged, there will be sweeping monks to test your martial arts later, and there will be a chance to improve your ranking." ”

"That's right, third brother, you are always so optimistic, it's really admirable. Xuzhu smiled. "You don't have to praise me, as long as you have faith and see everything a little more openly, then you will also become optimistic, which is not a difficult thing to do. It is a pity that there are many people in the world who are always blinded and do not see Mount Tai, and they will not change their prejudices at all. Duan Yu said.

They didn't continue to talk about anything more, because the sweeping monk had already gotten up from his meditative state, and said loudly: "The second round of the Huashan Sword Contest will be held today, and the opponent will still be decided by drawing lots, but now there are seven masters who have entered this link, and one of them will have a bye." It didn't matter, because after that, he would fight with even more powerful masters and be able to test his cultivation. ”

After drawing lots, the list of battles was quickly determined: "Xiao Feng vs. Jiu Mozhi, Gusu Murong Fu vs. Sword Demon Dugu seeking defeat, Fusu Gongzi vs. Duan Yu, and Huang Shang have a temporary bye." ”

"Huang Shang, your kid's luck is really good. Gusu Murong Fu sneered, of course he didn't like Huang Sheng very much, because they had too many grudges before. He also thought that in the next battle, he could have a chance to fight Huang Shang, so he could teach him a good lesson, but it was obvious that now his wishes were in vain.

"If you go and discuss with the sweeping monk, maybe we can fight a decisive battle sooner, I don't care. Huang Shang said indifferently. He was quite confident in his Nine Yin True Scripture and the Holy Fire Order's martial arts, and besides, he had long been unaccustomed to Murong Fu, and it was a very pleasant thing to be able to defeat him with his own hands.

Of course, Murong Fu would not be so reckless to ask for a change in the list of participants, because the draw was originally very fair, and if Murong Fu had to ask for something to change, then he would seem too unreasonable. At that time, most likely not only the sweeping monks will not spare him, but even the many martial arts masters present will also teach him a lesson.

"Well, in short, I'm the master who wants to win the first place, you got a bye this time, but after that, you will still meet me, so you should be ready to be drunk by my sword. Murong Fu sneered. At this time, what Huang Sheng was thinking about was not what a long sword drank blood, but that Murong Fu was likely to perform the embroidery needle stunt of the Sunflower Book at the critical moment of the battle, and he really needed to deal with it carefully at that time, otherwise he would be in danger of his life, which was not a joke.

If he really died under the embroidery needle of the Sunflower Treasure Book, the wood was already in the boat, presumably the sweeping monk would not be too embarrassed by Murong Fu, and it could only be regarded as the unlucky person himself.

"Very good, I just hope that after our battle is over, you can still laugh so arrogantly, I am waiting for you. The premise is that you don't want to be defeated by the opponent in front of you, the sword demon is lonely and seeks defeat. Huang Sheng said in a deep voice, facing Murong Fu, he was more confident.

The reason why Huang Shang is so confident is not entirely because he relies on his martial arts, but also because Murong Fu is just a martial artist who has been in the palace, and he can be called a father-in-law. Although this sense of superiority is a bit absurd, the other people around him also unconsciously have such thoughts, but most of them are afraid of offending Murong Fu, so they don't say it.

Murong Fu snorted coldly and no longer paid attention to Huang Shang, this statement really made him have to pay attention to the next battle, you must know that Dugu's slogan for defeat is "But seek defeat!" Not only is it arrogant, but Dugu has the strength and record of this arrogance.

Without waiting for him to think too much and complain, the very kind sweeping monk smiled and announced loudly: "Next is the second round of the Huashan Sword Competition, the first one is Xiao Feng against Jiu Mozhi, please hurry up and put the two sides in place." ”

Xiao Feng reached the middle of the field with a single jump, a dark red cloak behind him, hunting in the wind, and his tall body was like a monument.

He wore a luxurious robe, his treasure was solemn, his eyes were as bright as the stars, and he definitely didn't look like a wicked person from the outside. Gu Mozhi clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Amitabha, it is really an honor for the little monk to be able to learn martial arts with Xiao Daxia, we really need to stop here." ”

"That's right, when we can stop it, we have to do our best to stop it and let the horses come. Xiao Feng said boldly.

"Then, the little monk is offended!" Gu Mozhi immediately used his Shaolin chain legs, using such a fierce offensive, intending to seize the opportunity.

Xiao Feng's martial arts foundation also comes from Shaolin authentic martial arts, he used a few wood-burning knife techniques, while dodging with seemingly slow, but actually extremely fast footwork, it seems to be changed from the kung fu of the plum blossom pile, and there are very few people present who can recognize this martial arts.

The wood-burning knife method, its knife qi is deep blue, spinning and slashing past, most of it misses, and one of the knives slashed on the robe of Gu Mozhi, and suddenly the green flame was gassed. The temperature of this flame was much higher than that of the ordinary red flame, and Kumachi quickly threw away the robe, making him look dusty and wolf-like.

At the beginning of the battle, although Hatomo was not physically injured, he was already behind in terms of momentum. He was very unwilling, because Gu Mozhi had always believed that he was the most talented master in today's martial arts, and immediately used his Shaolin dragon claw hand to fight in close combat.

Xiao Feng was at such a close distance, it was inconvenient to cast the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending, and he was even more unwilling to waste his internal strength, so he used the Dragon Capture Skill and cooperated with the Capture Scatter to fight against it.

Su Yu had already dismantled dozens of moves, and Gu Mozhi's eyes were glowing red, obviously he had gone all out, and he felt a little almost crazy.

"Okay, Xiao Feng, then I'll use the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong to challenge your Eighteen Dragon Descending Palms!" Gu Mozhi roared angrily. (To be continued)