Li Tingyu and others saw that Xuan Qin had won, and the hall applauded. Everyone thought: "That Lian Ji is really a generation of famous style, the internal skills of the moves are first-class, Xuan Qin can beat him, and his martial arts are naturally extremely high, but it turns out that he is a master of the Diancang faction, we have never known, this is an unexpected joy." "But some people think it's too coincidental, Lian Ji is originally a little Cang faction, and Xuan Qin is too, if it is said that it is the will of heaven, it is really unbelievable to let them go through the same trick.

When Zhao Feng heard that there was a sword, he cheered up, rushed out of the back room, and said loudly: "Brother Xuanqin, can you lend me a look at that 'cadre' sword?" He used to be a famous blacksmith in the world, not only skilled in his craft, but also with a unique vision, and he was extremely fanatical about famous swords and swords.

Xuan Qin pondered for a moment, slowly pulled out the "cadre", Zhao Feng took it and took a look, his face was sad, extremely confused, and muttered: "The thickness of this sword is wrong, the beating is too hard, and the timing of quenching is really a bit strange, can such a sword be cast into a divine object? Or is it that what kind of divine iron and strange steel is mixed into the material of this sword?" He took out the iron hammer on his waist and said, "Offend!" Knocking on the sword, the iron hammer cut through it silently in an instant, and the incision was extremely smooth, as if it had been polished.

The heroes exclaimed together, knowing that Zhao Feng's hammer was extremely tough, but he didn't know that it would break off with the sword, just like it was made of sand, and the sharpness of this sword was really proud of the world.

The goshawk groaned slightly, and said, "Let me see?" Reaching out to take it, Xuan Qin stretched out his finger and made a gesture to attack, the goshawk turned slightly to one side, Xuan Qin had already retrieved the cadre, and the goshawk was not allowed to check it. Goshawk said angrily: "Brother Zhao can see it, I can't see it from afar?"

Xuan Qin said: "The long sword on your waist lends me a look, and it should be interchangeable." When everyone heard this, Xuan Qin actually broke the rules and said two sentences. All of them were amazed, and the snow and ice were even louder, as if they were celebrating a festival.

Goshawk's heart sank, afraid that he would recognize the Secret Shadow Long Sword, and immediately smiled: "Forget it, forget it, if you don't look at it, you won't look at it, what's the big deal?"

Li Linhong led the crowd, mighty and violent. came from thousands of miles away, thinking that he would be able to win a big victory, killing Li Tingyu's majesty, who knew that he had lost one after another, and so far he had lost cleanly. He only felt inexplicably disappointed, and felt furious, and he didn't bother to hide his emotions, poured full of spirits, and raised his glass to drink.

Li Tingyu felt pity slightly. I thought: "Let's compete in martial arts, but don't hurt the harmony." He sighed at the moment: "All the brothers brought by the helper, each of them is merciful, how can you not know the current situation when you listen to the rain?" It's not that the 'Flying Sand Eight Tigers' are inferior to my 'Jiangxun Eight Friends', but that you don't value your false name and deliberately tolerate it. ”

Everyone knows that this is just a scene, and these eight friends of Jiang Xun have their own unique skills. All of them are extremely strong in martial arts, and this Flying Sand Eight Tigers really has no chance of winning. When these words came out, Li Linhong's subordinates were not tasteful. The hall masters looked at each other, and the situation was extremely stiff in an instant, and everyone drank in a sullen voice, unable to speak.

Goshawk smiled: "Brother Mo Worry, the elder brother of the gang leader is not happy." You have the deepest friendship with him, why don't you persuade him well?"

When Mo Wu heard this, he was in the middle of it, raised his glass and walked to Li Linhong's side, and said loudly: "Uncle Helper, our own family, good brothers, why bother to be sad about this trivial matter?

Mo You's persuasion is really a good prescription for the symptoms, and the medicine is cured, Li Lin Hongden became happy and said with a smile: "With Mo You's little nephew, no matter how big my old Li is, I don't have any troubles." "Drink it all in one gulp.

Although everyone around Li Linhong had seen Mo Wei earlier, they didn't believe that he was a man, but Li Linhong favored this Mo Wei, and everyone could see it.

Mo Wei was extremely moved, and said: "The helper values the little nephew so much, the little nephew is deeply grateful, and I can't wait to accompany the helper to drink and chat, but it's a pity that the helper is far away and can't meet often, it's a pity, alas, but there is no way." ”

Li Linhong's body was shocked, and he said loudly: "What's so difficult about this?" After a little deliberation, he turned his head to Li Tingyu and said: "Brother Xian, Mo You's little nephew is strong in martial arts and has extraordinary skills, how can he not be among Jiang Xun's eight friends?

Li Tingyu couldn't hear that Mo Wei had the intention of switching to Li Linhong, and was hesitating, and the goshawk persuaded: "Hall master, since Mo Wei has a good friendship with the gang leader, it is better to let Mo Yu go back to Changsha with the gang leader, he was born weak and couldn't stand the water and gas by the river, and when he arrived in Hunan, he was indeed much more comfortable." ”

Mo Wei frowned, and suddenly asked, "Pengyuan, why are you in a hurry to drive me away?" But do you think that I am pestering you and annoying you, and you don't want me to stay by your side?"

Goshawk was kind enough to help him, but he was surprised and hurriedly said: "Uncle Mo Worry, I am really kind, I am regarded by you as a donkey's liver and pig lungs, didn't you say that you were going to Changsha some time ago?"

Mo Wei smiled slightly, winked at him, his eyes were like stars, obviously fake hatred and true joy.

Li Tingyu thought: "Since Mo Worry's mind has been decided, it is useless to keep it. But I still have a few more words of advice. So he said: "Helper, listening to the rain, I don't reuse Mo worry, but don't worry about his extraordinary status, and a little delicate, well, don't be lazy, I'm always worried that he will be injured and aggrieved, so I take care of him tighter." Since he already has this intention, how can I not listen to my eldest brother's orders? Naturally, I will send Mo Wei and my eldest brother back to Changsha together. ”

Li Linhong was overjoyed, the haze of defeat before, swept away, and said with a smile: "Great, I came this time, and I got this child, which can be regarded as a full load." When everyone saw that he turned their anger into joy, they also breathed a sigh of relief, who cares if he is a man or a woman? As long as Li Linhong is happy, it will be done. Everyone laughed, applauded, and raised their glasses to congratulate.

Mo worriedly said: "Thank you Hall Master Li for your success." However, the hall master said before that he was 'delicate' in the next, and he didn't dare to agree. Today, the two friends with martial arts were supposed to be more than eight, but now there is one less, don't worry about it, so they want to dance the sword to toast and compete in martial arts. With a flick of his robe, with a whoosh, Hao Youtong jumped out of the scabbard on his own and arrived in Mo You's hand. The two of them were about five feet apart, Mo Wei said that he would take the sword and take the sword, and he really did what he wanted, and everyone was stunned when they saw his magic skill of taking things from the air, and after a long time, they exclaimed in shock.

Li Tingyu sighed: "Li has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, but he doesn't know that Brother Mo's martial arts are superb, and he is really ashamed. I also hope that Brother Mo Yu will forgive Li for being clumsy. ”

Mo Wei laughed, the weakness and decadence on his body disappeared when he landed, the long sword hung obliquely, and his eyes were held high, he was really a generation of masters, and he seemed to be more majestic than Lian Jishang. He said: "Among Jiang Xun's eight friends, there is one person who is deeply hidden and refuses to make a competition, so he is not worried. I want to invite him to come down and dance a sword dance with Mo Wei. ”

Li Ruolan said happily: "You are talking about me? I haven't made a move today, I'm really panicked." ”

Mo Wei shook his head and said, "Miss Ruolan, what I said is not you. You won without a fight, and you won, the person I'm talking about is too lazy to even move his buttocks. ”

Goshawk laughed and said, "Brother Xian, Brother Xian. Don't worry about it, I'm eyeing you. ”

Everyone brushed their eyes on Gui Yanran, only to see his eyes fluttering, his face pale, and holding a wine jug. grunted and drank bitterly, as if he wanted to get drunk on the spot, so as to save a trouble.

Mo Ran said: "Brother Yan Ran, don't worry about parting soon." Haven't you fulfilled your little brother's wish?"

Gui Yanran was a little annoyed, and said, "Don't worry, we have a lifelong friendship." Why do you want to make a fool of me?"

Mo Wei smiled: "Between the two of us, it is difficult to distinguish between the winners and losers, how can it make you ugly?"

Gui Yanran said: "I don't want to show my kung fu and be in the limelight, you just want to pull me into a fight, isn't it harmful to me?"

Mo worried: "It turns out that he still has this problem." It's too late for others to seek fame and show off their talents, so he wants to avoid it. Feeling a little admired, he persuaded again: "Brother Yan Ran, for the last time, you will be the younger brother, let's see each other again in the future, it is not easy." ”

Gui Yanran's heart moved, remembering that he was fighting side by side with Mo Wei, Goshawk, and Zhang Junbao on the island, he was extremely reluctant for a while, sighed, shook his body, came to Mo Wei, and said loudly: "Say goodbye today, I don't know when we will meet, don't worry about you, you have to take care." ”

Mo Wei held the long sword upside down, bowed and saluted, and said, "Never forget the kindness of Brother Yan Ran." ”

Gui Yanran thought to himself: "You can't use real kung fu, but you also have to show the subtlety of Mo worry's kung fu, so that he can have some face in front of everyone." Pulling out the sword, he used the "ancient road west wind" of Kunlun Qiankun swordsmanship, his body turned like a spinning top, and the long sword was completely gone, unpredictable.

Mo Yu shouted: "Good swordsmanship!" The tip of the sword trembled, and a sword qi shot out, touching Gui Yanran's body, and there was a ding dong, which happened to be right in the middle of Gui Yanran's sword blade, I don't know if it was a coincidence or intention, everyone was amazed again, and shouted: "Invisible sword qi! This is the invisible sword qi of the Ghost Sword Gate!"

After Gui Yanran landed, his footsteps were oblique, and in a blink of an eye, he came behind Mo You, his body was as fast as lightning, and his sword moves were endless. ”

Mo Wei didn't turn around, his internal strength was deep, ten times better than that Lian Ji, relying on the internal force shock induction alone, he knew the direction of Gui Yanran's moves, and with a flick of his hand, the long sword turned rapidly, and he actually resolved all of Gui Yanran's sword moves, he smiled: "The invisible sword qi may not be the only one in the Ghost Sword Gate!" is to answer everyone's previous shouts.

Gui Yanran admired it in his heart, and thought: "In terms of swordsmanship alone, he is better than Amman, and even better than Ruolan." Well, he has cultivated for thousands of years, and he really did it. With a sword lift, the long swords intersected, and the internal force was everywhere, hitting Mo Yu in mid-air. Mo Wei shouted: "I may not lose you in the sky!" The two of them floated in the air, and in an instant, the long sword slashed and stabbed, the sound was piercing, the sparks splashed everywhere, and they hit each other with extremely fast and heavy sword moves, everyone was dazzled and wanted to applaud, but the clever moves of both sides were endless, one had not yet been exhaled, and the next move passed in an instant, and the shouts could not keep up with the speed of the two swords.

Mo Wu thought secretly: "Brother Gui is going all out, and the kung fu is really not under me." "As everyone knows, Gui Yanran only used thirty percent of his strength.

Gui Yanran thought: "It's almost, it's time to pretend to be a miss." But he was not good at hypocrisy by nature, and he didn't know how to pretend to be defeated in a hurry, when he suddenly heard the voice of the goshawk come into his ears and said: "It's not easy to lose? ”

Gui Yanran was overjoyed, and thought: "The second brother still has a way." "But I didn't know that the goshawk was the ancestor who pretended. He and Mo Yu fought two more moves, Mo Yu stabbed quickly with a sword, Gui Yanran really stopped, the long sword flew out of his hand, the two of them took two steps back, Gui Yanran sighed: "Brother Mo You's swordsmanship is clever, and he is really better than me." ”

Mo worriedly said: "Luck, he is also tired and tired, and I am negligent for a while, so I won." Said with a smile: "Brother Yan Ran doesn't have to be too humble, it is also a common thing to gain or lose a move, and it cannot be said that there is a difference." ”

The heroes never expected that these two people's swordsmanship was so skillful, and after a long time, a burst of earth-shattering cheers broke out again. (To be continued......)