Who knew that Cen Fenghan had already taken precautions, performed light skills, and easily dodged over. Immediately after that, the left hand turned around, and the "Qianyuan Stick" lightning broke into the opponent's empty door. Lin Mi hurriedly returned to the stick to guard the center, blocking the collar. The "Stick God" moved faster, the "Qianyuan Stick" flashed, Cen Fenghan twisted his waist and moved the collar from the bottom to the top, and the stick went straight to Lin Mi's lower abdomen.

"The Iron Mask" Lin Mi can't dodge anymore. The "Qianyuan Stick" poked at his lower abdomen, although the force was not very strong, it was enough to make him feel unbearable pain, Lin Mi took a few steps back, and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed. The "stick god" did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, he looked at Lin Mi quietly, and Lin Mi also looked at him quietly. There was no expression on either of their faces. But both of them knew in their hearts that Lin Mi was no longer able to make a move, and he lost.

There was no cheering on and off the stage, and everyone was stunned, not believing what was happening in front of them. The No. 1 master of martial arts in the Central Plains actually lost at the hands of a fledgling young junior. How not to let people fall through the glasses. The palace master of the "Emei Heavenly Palace" "Hook and Sickle Killing Spear" Kuai Daxiong's face turned blue, and the position of the overlord of the Wudang Mountain Martial Arts Championship had nothing to do with him now. No one in the "Emei Heavenly Palace" can compete with the "stick god" on the stage. He also knew that Lin Mi had tried his best, so he had to consider himself unlucky.

The warrior monks of Songshan Shaolin Temple are also in extremely complicated moods at the moment. "Stick God" Cen Fenghan is a lay disciple of Shaolin after all, and he did not disgrace Shaolin Temple. But it doesn't mean that it's the victory of the Shaolin Warrior Monastery. Strictly speaking, all the gangs in the Central Plains and even the outer regions that participated in the Wudang Mountain Martial Arts Championship lost out. Lost at the hands of a hairy boy. He and his little wife Lu Yunxia broke into Wudang Mountain, and they did not belong to any faction in the rivers and lakes, so no one knew him. It is precisely this little-known little person who has created a great miracle, fought the crowd, and is only one step away from the final victory.

If it is said that the "stick god" Cen Fenghan's victories again and again have a bit of luck, but there is no victory falling from the sky on the rivers and lakes, and there is no glory out of thin air. Cen Fenghan won brightly, and even the "Iron Mask Knight" Lin Mi had to admit it. I lost my own heart and took it orally. Moreover, Cen Fenghan's last blow had already been merciful, and he did not kill them all.

When Lin Mi walked out of the ring in frustration, all eyes were on Ou Lingtian, the king of Huashan who was sitting on the rostrum. The game is coming to an end, and no one wants to put their fate in the hands of a young man. Although his martial arts are very good.

The great eunuch Liu Jing looked at Ou Lingtian indifferently, if the King of Huashan does not make a move now, the plaque of the martial arts overlord will fall into the hands of the "stick god" Cen Fenghan, and there will be some excitement on the rivers and lakes.

The housekeeper Li Ji whispered to Ou Lingtian: "Master, shouldn't we make a move, if we keep interrupting, there will be trouble." ”

Ou Lingtian is not in a hurry. The final competition has arrived, and Shen Yixian, the "Xiao Sheng", is already eager to try, and King Huashan asked his wife Lin Feilan next to him: "Where is Han Bing now?"

Lin Feilan shook her head and said, "I'll go find her right now." ”

Ou Lingtian replied, "Forget it, I believe that she will definitely appear when it is time to appear." He turned to Shen Yixian and said, "Yixian, are you ready?"

Shen Yixian said with confidence: "Ready." ”

Ou Lingtian looked at him, he loved his son-in-law in his heart, and the more he was like this, the more worried he was about Shen Yixian's safety. On the contrary, Shen Yixian was full of confidence, and Ou Lingtian could only whisper: "Yixian, be more careful." ”

"Xiao God" Shen Yixian smiled slightly. The body soared into the air, like a wild goose, quickly flew to the ring, and met the "stick god" Cen Fenghan face to face. Cen Fenghan was also slightly stunned, carefully observing the other party. The person who came was so handsome and chic. Yushu is in the wind. There were no weapons in his hands, only a purple jade flute that emitted a strange luster. A vigorous and powerful red dragon was coiled on the jade flute, and between the head and tail, a majestic king's breath rushed to the face. The "Qianyuan Stick" in Cen Fenghan's hand suddenly shook several times. burst out with a powerful resentment.

The face of the "stick god" changed slightly, and he was surprised. The "Qianyuan Stick" slowly calmed down, and his resentment disappeared suddenly.

Someone in the audience shouted loudly: "Isn't this the 'Xiao Sheng' Shen Yixian Shen Gongzi." The head of the five tiger generals of the 'Huashan Black Dragon'. and Cen Fenghan is the opponent. ”

"I heard that he and the 'Glacier Saint' were set up as babies since childhood, why didn't I see the 'Glacier Saint' appear. ”

"Killing chickens with a cattle slaughtering knife, Shen Gongzi relies on the purple jade flute in his hand, and no one has been able to defeat him so far. ”

The audience exchanged heads, and the rostrum was also lively and discussed. Ming Chengzu Zhu Di looked at Shen Yixian intently, and couldn't help but nod in praise. I saw that the "Xiao God" had a dignified body and a dignified appearance. The high and erect bridge of the nose shows a resolute temperament, the black pupils as bright and dazzling as obsidian, flashing with an awe-inspiring heroic aura, a good face, handsome and elegant, showing strength in freedom. Not to mention Ming Chengzu Zhu Di, the concubines sitting behind him also held their breath one by one, looking at Shen Yixian without blinking, although there are also good-looking eunuchs in the palace, but they are not men, but they lack masculinity. A healthy, strong, and imposing beautiful man like this would not appear in the Forbidden City of the Deep Palace.

Su Yinghan of the "Jiangnan Flower Palace" also looked at Shen Yixian without blinking, is this man the fiancé of the "Glacier Saintess", he is really handsome, thinking that he will be his enemy in the future, fighting to the death, the sense of loss that rose in Su Yinghan's heart made her look gloomy and shuddered. There is more than one person who feels the same way as Su Yinghan, and Chen Fengjiao, the "Qin Saint" hiding in the crowd, is also full of thoughts, this person who once saved his mentor Duanmu is the best among men, and is among the top few on the list of rebellions in the imperial court, and Ou Lingtian, the king of Huashan, and Ou Hanbing, the "Glacier Saintess", are listed as the most dangerous enemies. Ming Chengzu Zhu Di will never let them go, the emperor wants to use his own hands to get rid of his henchmen, but the handsome man in front of him makes Chen Fengjiao feel conflicted.

Her expression entered Ming Chengzu's eyes, and the corners of Zhu Di's mouth flashed a cold smile, this young man who even showed an obsessive expression to the most beautiful and obedient Concubine Quan Fei behind him, how could Chen Fengjiao be indifferent. Zhu Di's face became even more gloomy. At this time, "Xiao Sheng" Shen Yixian slowly turned his body to face the emperor and knelt down on one leg and said, "Minister Shen Yixian knocks on the emperor." ”

Zhu Di came to his senses, turned a sneering smile into a smile, and praised: "What a handsome and dashing young man, the jade tree is in the wind, I like it." I heard that the jade flute in your hand comes from the glacier of Kunlun Snow Mountain, and it is an ancient thing. The jade flute is not only a weapon, but also capable of playing shrewd music. ”

Shen Yixian stood up and straightened his waist, and replied without humility or arrogance: "The saint is wise, the jade flute should not have been a tool for killing, and the minister likes its pleasant and beautiful sound. The sunset is shining, the wind and sand are pervasive, the vast wilderness, and the sound of the flute is clear and clear, resounding in the sky. As described in the ancient poem, the moon is cold and drunk with a thousand cups, and the bellflower tears are lightly drooping. Infatuation has been a mound since ancient times, and it is not full of sorrow and love. Flowing water in the east, geese flying south. Since the providence of a few people returned, how many lovesickness had nowhere to be found, and they dreamed of not returning to the end of the world. ”

"Xiao Sheng" Shen Yixian's words made Ming Chengzu Zhu Di excited, his hand lightly tapped on the table, his eyes sparkled, and said: "This is Shi Dazu's "Partridge Heaven", compared to how many lovesickness nowhere to be found, he will never return to the end of the world, I prefer the short scene he wrote to return to autumn, and Yin Si is worried." The leakage is long, the dream is uncontrollable, the person is getting old, and the wind and the moon are cold. ”

Shen Yixian was slightly stunned, in his eyes, Ming Chengzu Zhu Di was a tyrant who was thirsty for murder, but he didn't expect him to have a sad and weak side. Maybe it's really because people are getting old and the wind and moon are cold, which makes him feel the melancholy of the passing of his years. Tired customers are now old, and the old days are helpless. So why do you want to impose a trumped-up charge on the head of King Huashan and kill them all.

The monarch and the minister looked at each other, as if they had guessed each other's thoughts. Ming Chengzu Zhu Di became stern and said, "I like to listen to the sound of the jade flute, can Shen Aiqing play a song on the spot?"

The emperor's very puzzling request made everyone scratch their heads, the difference between music and martial arts was 108,000 miles, although there were war drums and horns on the ancient battlefield, and Jin Ge iron horses fought and fought, it was to inspire the passion and blood of the soldiers. There is blood in the music, pitiful Wanli Guan Mountain Road, and there are many autumn grasses every year. This situation makes people shudder.

But what does the emperor want to hear today? It won't be a fierce scene of swords and swords and battlefield battles, after all, the jade flute is not a pipa, and it can't play the heroic scene of "Ambush on All Sides".

Only Shen Yixian understood Zhu Di's thoughts, what Ming Chengzu wanted to hear most at the moment was not a fierce battle, the emperor's thoughts were as uninhibited as unrestrained, you can't use normal thinking to describe it, whether it is impetuous, or not down-to-earth, it is the emperor's habit to make magnificent but cruel decisions. Because the emperor is ordered by heaven and rules the world in accordance with the will of heaven, the monarch is divinely endowed, and it is natural that he is the son of heaven and governs the subjects. In the face of the competition scene of fluttering flags and swords and guns, the emperor figured out the beautiful music to relax the nervous mood, as a courtier, don't ask the reason, just implement it.

Therefore, the thoughts of mortals can never compare to the mind of the Son of Heaven, and they can do whatever they want.

Cen Fenghan, the "stick god" standing in the ring, was a little overwhelmed, how did the martial arts competition become a concert, it was incredible. The audience is also discussing, first of all, will the jade flute also be a weapon? What kind of beautiful music can it play? But no one dared to criticize it, and who dared to challenge the imperial power, unless he was impatient. (To be continued......)