Zuo Zimu shouted angrily: "Zhang Zishan, forty years ago, since your Northern Sect announced that you had left Wuliang Mountain, why did you come back now?"

Hong Jin looked towards the stage and saw that Zhang Zishan was in his fifties, with a round face and a slightly chubby beard, and his eyes were shining, full of might.

Zhang Zishan sneered slightly: "Even a small Shennong Gang can bully the door, if I don't come back, the face of the Infinite Sword Sect will be lost to you." ”

Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing's faces were slightly hot, and in the fight with the Shennong Gang, they were indeed at a disadvantage.

In front of Zhang Zishan, of course Zuo Zimu refused to show weakness, he laughed and said: "The little Shennong Gang has already returned from the feathers, and the two sects of the Infinite Sword Sect are not easy to provoke. ”

Xin Shuangqing knew that this was the time to fight against the same enemy, and at the moment he held the hilt of the sword in his hand, silent, quite imposing.

Zuo Zimu couldn't help but put his mind at ease, thinking that no matter how strong your Northern Sect is, you may not be able to win the alliance of the Eastern Sect and the Western Sect.

Zhang Zishan said: "Don't talk nonsense, since I return today, it is time for Jianhu Palace to change its master." ”

"Don't you think about it. Zuo Zimu's eyes flashed, and he pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

The situation in front of him suddenly became solemn, and the two sides were tense, and they were about to make a move when they said that they were deadlocked.

Zhang Zishan suddenly laughed wildly: "The old rule, the sword competition wins or loses, what is the fear of the Northern Sect for your East and West Sects to join forces?"

Zuo Zi Mu Zhilu said that the comer was not good, and seeing that he was willing to fight against the East and West Sects, he naturally refused to do anything at this juncture, but just sneered.

Even though Xin Shuangqing is a woman, she is heroic, and she responded loudly at the moment: "Okay, since that's the case, we bet." ”

Zuo Zimu is difficult to ride a tiger, even if he is old and treacherous, he can only accept it.

Zhang Zishan looked up to the sky and snorted: "In this case, why don't we play the bet a little bigger." If we lose the Northern Sect, we will erase our name and ask the Eastern and Western Sects to be included. How?"

A cold light flashed in Xin Shuangqing's eyes: "Listen to what you mean, if we lose, the two sects of the east and west will all belong to the Northern Sect." ”

Zhang Zishan said proudly: "Exactly." Our Infinite Sword Sect has been separated for nearly a hundred years, and it would be a beautiful thing if we could merge in our hands. ”

Xin Shuangqing said: "Okay, let's invite Senior Brother Zhang to come down and let me see what skills you have practiced over the years?"

Zuo Zimu's face couldn't help but change, but looking at the situation in front of him, he couldn't avoid the war, otherwise, he, the head of the Eastern Sect, would not have any glory if he continued to be in power.

After some bargaining, the two sides agreed on the rules of the gambling fight, and the person who appeared must be a member of the Infinite Sword Sect, and he won three out of five games.

In the first game, Zhang Zishan's junior brother Chen Zixu appeared, against Zuo Ziqing of Dongzong, and the two of them made both authentic immeasurable swordsmanship, sword moves Huo Huo, and the battle was quite intense.

After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, Zuo Ziqing made a move to stumble, pretending to fall and lose his center of gravity.

Chen Zixu was overjoyed when he saw it, and immediately chased after him with his sword, who knew that Zuo Zi turned his long sword in a circle, and then shouted, "Look." ”

This sword was unusually weird, Chen Zixu was caught off guard, and was stabbed in the left leg by a sword.

Even though he was unwilling, Chen Zixu still knelt down slowly, his face full of remorse.

Zuo Ziqing snorted and inserted the long sword into the scabbard behind him, which was unusually chic.

The disciples of the Eastern Sect and the Western Sect applauded together, and when they saw that they had won the first battle, their morale was greatly boosted, and the cheers shook the sky.

Zuo Zimu's face finally had a little joy: "Hehe, Senior Brother Zhang, we will accept this first scene." ”

Zhang Zishan's face was unusually gloomy, he glared at Chen Zixu fiercely, and nodded unwillingly.

In the second battle, the people of Beizong finally used a killing move, and after a series of slashing and killing, Beizong won, and Li Zijing of Dongzong was defeated, and the two sides fought into a draw.

Hong Jin watched the disciples of the Northern Sect draw their swords, and always felt a sense of déjà vu, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

It's time for the third game, Zhang Zishan suddenly walked out: "Anyway, sooner or later, Senior Brother Zuo, let me see you, what skills do you have since you separated?"

The people of the East and West Sects thought that Zhang Zishan would be the last to appear, and they were all taken aback when they saw him rush to play in the third game.

Before Zuo Zimu could answer, Xin Shuangqing walked out and said with a sword: "I'll teach you how to move." ”

In terms of skills, Zuo Zimu wants to be better than Xin Shuangqing, but he wants to win and is afraid of losing, but he doesn't have Xin Shuangqing's courage.

Seeing Xin Shuangqing appear, Zuo Zimu breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that even if he lost this game, with him pressing the formation, the outcome of both sides was still unpredictable.

Xin Shuangqing made the first move, Huo Di nodded with a phoenix, and the long sword stabbed at Zhang Zishan, but it was a move "Danfeng Chaoyang".

Zhang Zishan returned a move of "Flowing Clouds Over the Peak", and with a wave of the long sword, Xin Shuangqing's long sword was opened.

The two sides went back and forth, fighting fiercely, and the sword moves were in order, all of which were authentic and immeasurable.

Although there were hundreds of Infinite Sword Sect disciples in the audience, all of them were silent, all of them staring at the battle on the field.

Regardless of victory or defeat, this battle is still an extremely rare learning opportunity for them, which is conducive to comprehending the essence of the immeasurable sword technique.

Zuo Zimu was especially nervous, his palms were full of beads of sweat, he thought that as long as Xin Shuangqing won, the rest of the game would immediately lose suspense, and the East and West Sects would win.

At that time, even if he can't be the head of the Infinite Sword Sect, at least he will be able to maintain the current situation.

Xin Shuangqing suddenly let out a long laugh, and the sound shook Siye: "Senior Brother Zhang is nothing more than this."

In the midst of the long laughter, Xin Shuangqing stabbed Zhang Zishan's throat with a sharp sword, which was the trick of the Infinite Sword "sacrificing life for righteousness".

Seeing that Zhang Zishan's body had jumped to the end, he would definitely not be able to dodge this sword, the disciples of the Northern Sect exclaimed in unison, but the disciples of the Eastern and Western Sects were thunderous.

Who knew that Zhang Zishan's body squatted suddenly, and the long sword was on Xin Shuangqing's sword, and a flash of strength flashed, and Xin Shuangqing's long sword immediately flew out of his hand.

Taking advantage of Xin Shuangqing's stunned moment, Zhang Zishan swung his long sword and pointed to Xin Shuangqing's chest, smiling in his mouth, and saying "offended".

The audience was stunned, no one expected that Zhang Zishan would use such a strange move to direct this earth-shattering reversal when he saw that he was losing.

Xin Shuangqing's face was extremely unwilling, but in fact she was defeated, she was really ashamed, and she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Zuo Zimu only felt that his hands and feet were cold, Zhang Zishan's move was deliberate, and it was obviously aimed at the immeasurable swordsmanship, even if he was on the field, he would fail miserably if he was caught off guard.

Seeing Xin Shuangqing's depressed appearance, Zuo Zimu stepped forward and said, "Senior Sister Xin, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, why should you take it to heart? Not to mention that the overall win or loss is not yet clear." ”

Xin Shuangqing was originally an open-minded person, but he figured it out in an instant, and said to Zuo Zimu: "Senior Brother Zuo, don't be afraid, they are just playing treacherous tricks, and they don't have much real ability." ”

Zuo Zimu nodded, but he was also deeply jealous of the master of the Northern Sect, lest he accidentally fall into the other party's plot.

"I don't know the disciple of the Northern Sect, which one came to ask for advice?" Zuo Zimu shouted with his sword, his body was as dignified as a mountain, and he had the demeanor of a master.

"Master, let me learn Senior Brother Zuo's tricks, how about it?" a young man shouted at Zhang Zishan.

Hong Jin has been hiding in the corner and watching, the battle within the Infinite Sword Sect is actually nothing to do with him, he shouldn't force himself to come out.

But as soon as the young man spoke, Hong Jin immediately heard it, this was Chen Youliang's voice.

Hong Jin's body was shocked, and he immediately felt that there was a problem, no matter what Chen Youliang's plan was, he must think of destroying it.

Glancing around, Hong Jin selected a disciple of the Infinite Sword Sect who was about the same size as him, and that person was looking at the gods.

As soon as Hong Jin jumped up, he floated to the disciple's side, and then pressed his hand on the disciple's ear acupoint, and the disciple immediately fainted.

The disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect were all looking at the stage, but no one noticed, so Hong Jin immediately took the man to a nearby room and quickly changed clothes with him.

When Hong Jin squeezed to the front of the stage, he found that Zuo Zimu had already fought with Chen Youliang, and the two fought quite fiercely, far better than the battle between Xin Shuangqing and Zhang Zishan.

Hong Jin glanced at it twice, and knew that Chen Youliang's kung fu was far better than Zuo Zimu, but in order to avoid suspicion, he did not exert his full strength.

Zuo Zi Mu Changjian pointed out, it was all offensive, and on the surface, it seemed that he had the upper hand, and the cheers of the disciples of the Eastern and Western Sects were higher than one after another, which made people's blood boil.

Looking at the sword momentum in his hand, Chen Youliang was completely enveloped, and the victory was only in the moment, Zuo Zimu's face couldn't help but show a smile.

Chen Youliang had an anxious look on his face, but he was also smiling secretly in his heart, others couldn't see it, but Hong Jin was clear.

Zuo Zimu suddenly made a move "Golden Needle Tribulation", and the sword went off the rails and stabbed Chen Youliang in the chest.

Seeing that Zuo Zimu had fallen into the trap, Chen Youliang's face flashed with a cruel smile, his body was deviated, his wrist flipped over, and the long sword slashed towards Zuo Zimu's arm.

Zuo Zi Mu's heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden, he never expected that Chen Youliang would make such a subtle move.

According to the situation, the long sword in Zuo Zimu's hand stabbed Chen Youliang's chest, and Chen Youliang's sword would inevitably cut off Zuo Zimu's wrist first, so that Chen Youliang would be safe, and Zuo Zimu would be seriously injured.

Seeing that the scene was the same as Xin Shuangqing, Zuo Zimu was bound to be plotted, the disciples of the Eastern Sect and the Western Sect scolded in unison, and the disciples of the Daobei Sect would only hurt people with secret arrows.

Laugh at!

With a sound, Zuo Zimu's long sword suddenly pierced into Chen Youliang's chest, and blood immediately gushed out.

It turned out that in a hurry, Hong Jin hid his finger in his sleeve and used his finger to kill him, and he hit it with one finger, except for the strength, even the air did not vibrate.

Chen Youliang was about to make a killing move, but he felt as if he had been bitten by a big mosquito on his wrist, and his wrist was immediately sore, and this sword could not be handed over anyway.

After a while, Zuo Zimu came back to his senses, and said to Chen Youliang with a smile: "Senior Brother Chen, my brother can't hold it for a while, so he missed, you ...... It doesn't matter, right?"

Chen Youliang stretched out a few fingers and hit several key points on his chest, immediately stopping the blood gushing.

sprinkled gold sore medicine on the wound, Chen Youliang said with a smile: "In a martial arts competition, it is a common thing to miss, Senior Brother Zuo doesn't have to worry about it, I can afford this injury." ”

All the disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect were shocked, admiring Chen Youliang for being a character, who didn't care if he won or lost, and could afford to let go.

Hong Jin knows Chen Youliang well, and knows that this is a generation of heroes who are good at superficial articles, and secretly calculates that if there is a chance, Chen Youliang must stay here forever.