Several of the two parties are old, they once had the same ideals, united for the ideals in their hearts, and overthrew the previous dynasty, but the years passed, they were once young and proud, and they were almost in their twilight years, and now, a few years later, they are fighting for their own interests. Is this a change in the world, or is it a change in their hearts? I'm afraid no one can know.

It is said that Jueyuan's attack was slowed down by Ye Tian, who was born out of thin air and came back to life, and his heart was extremely depressed, but he was helpless against Ye Tian, who disdained him, and he only wanted to return to his senses and continue to deal with Master Qingxin.

"Huh!" Qingxin Shitai, who is a kendo master herself, would not let go of such an opportunity, in Jueyuan's stunned mind, his long sword had quietly arrived, and the cold air overflowed, making Jueyuan's scalp stiff, and he subconsciously tilted his head slightly, which was worthy of avoiding Qingxin's ruthless sword.

Immediately afterwards, Jueyuan did not hesitate, raised his palm to pick up the sword, retreated, stood aside, stared gloomily at the Qingxin Shitai, who was not happy or angry, and asked: "Since Shitai is a monk, how can he commit such a sneak attack villain?"

"Monks?" Master Qingxin, who had never been angry, heard Jueyuan's words, and couldn't help but change color, raised his sword and pointed directly at Jueyuan, and said coldly, "What a monk! Since the master knows what the monks are going to do, why do he want to help the Shaolin disciples become dead?"

"This ......" Jueyuan was born in Buddhism, in addition to chanting and chanting Buddha on weekdays, he is discussing Zen with Buddhist masters, where is there a person like Qingxin Shitai who often wanders in the rivers and lakes, plus he knows that he is wrong, and he is speechless.

Qingxin sneered, waved her hand and continued: "Let the poor nun speak instead of the master." I'm afraid that the master is not only ambitious, but he is resentful! For so many years, I am afraid that the master has always wanted to help Shaolin to the number one faction in martial arts. Hehe...... The four major Buddhist gates are empty, I don't know how much the master has learned?"

"Haha...... At that time, you snatched the glory that should have belonged to Shaolin, if it weren't for that, my Shaolin would have been the number one sect in martial arts. Blame Ling for the uneven rewards and punishments, after many years, I want to take back the position that should have belonged to Shaolin, why not?" Jueyuan, who was pierced by Qingxin's mentality, simply let go of his mind and openly admitted his ambition.

"What a fake and righteous Shaolin! There is an old relationship between several of us, but no one can see your wolf ambitions! You have been hiding for several years, and you have finally revealed your true colors!" Qingxin looked around, raised his sword above his head, and shouted, "Evil demons and foreign ways, everyone who is righteous will be punished, brothers, can you reproduce the scene of the past today, it is just replaced by Ye Meng." I swear to live and die with Ye Meng today!"

For decades, Qingxin has been in charge of Emei, and her reputation is quite obvious, and this remark is even more powerful, placing her position very low, highlighting her relationship with several heads of the rivers and lakes, which can be described as full of pride.

"Haha...... Okay, the little sister said it well! Brother also swears to live and die with Ye Meng! The Lord of Ye Meng is majestic and strategic, and he can be the master. Although we are reckless, we also understand. Seeing that Qingxin had called everyone brother again for many years, Master Yue couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.

The rest of the people also corresponded, making faster and faster moves, and forcing back the entangled dead soldiers one after another, gaining the upper hand.

"Hmph!" Jue Yuan was annoyed and ashamed, raised his palm to his chest, and said coldly, "I don't know what to say!" After saying that, his white eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes were cold, and the lengthy mantra kept floating out of his mouth.

Not only that, Jueyuan's body has no trace of Buddhism, it is completely dark and evil aura, his body moves, approaching Qingxin, and even with the several dead soldiers, they all begin to counterattack, which can really be described as "putting death and then rebirth".

Qingxin's face remained unchanged, he stepped forward with his sword, raised his hand and threw out several sword flowers, this sword technique was even more powerful than just now. With his experience, he naturally understands that his own responsibility is heavy, the dead are not afraid of injury, and if they want to suppress it, they must suppress the master who controls it, if not, they have to cut off their heads, and the skills of the dead soldiers and the heads of the families are already between them, if you want to succeed with a sword, how easy is it?

Therefore, the only breakthrough point is on Master Qingxin alone. Jueyuan naturally understands this kind of truth, otherwise he would not have taken the initiative to attack, and it is a good strategy to attack instead of defending. Jueyuan's eyes were cold, he turned over to dodge the sword flower, and without pause, he raised his palm and slapped it on Qingxin's face. The black mist palm swung out, causing Deqing's heart to sink slightly, and he cautiously drew his sword to block the palm wind, and kicked his leg to Jueyuan's chest.

Jueyuan hated in his heart, raised his other hand to hold the kicking Xiuzu, and pushed away Shitai's elastic leg with a slight force, and Qingxin sneered, turned around, and the sword came out from behind, stabbing at Jueyuan's leg, startling Jueyuan to retreat quickly, and the figure of those dead soldiers was also a meal, giving you a chance to breathe.

"Good swordsmanship!" Jueyuan was surprised in his heart, and after stabilizing his figure, he couldn't help blurting out, "On that day in Yangzhou, the poor monks were only afraid of Mingyue and Mo Yundao, but they didn't want Shitai to hide it clumsy! Okay! Okay! Okay! Qingxin is Qingxin, you set your sights on today on that day?"

Hearing this, Qingxin smiled leisurely for the first time, and said with a slight bow: "After all, I haven't been dead set on the alliance leader at that time, and I always have to keep some hole ......cards" He paused slightly, turned his head, glanced at Mingyue, who was inseparable from the first master of the Zheng family, and a trace of pride flashed on his face, and said slowly: "If you talk about skill and swordsmanship, Poor Ni asks herself if she is not inferior to Mingyue, but Mingyue has other exercises as a basis, overall, she is above Poor Ni, and what are your chances of winning against me now?"

"Hahaha...... Jueyuan clasped his palms together, shook his head with a slightly wry smile and said, "The old man is unwilling, he thinks that his skills have been at the peak, but he doesn't want Shitai's concealment skills to be no weaker than me!"

"It's useless to talk too much! Poor Ni is going to do the right thing for heaven today!" After saying that, Qingxin snorted coldly, and stepped forward, the three-foot sword danced with the wind, very sharp. The Emei faction has shocking swordsmanship, but few people have witnessed it. Today, this monk woman uses these three-foot green peaks to justify Emei's name. Compared with the ethereal of Wudang and the agility of the Yunshui Sword Sect, this swordsmanship is more powerful and domineering!

The woman with the sword has always been calm and confident, and the arbiter of martial arts has always been well-deserved! Today, everyone really understands the power of Emei's swordsmanship, and it seems that Jueyuan, who is one move behind, is already at the end of the tree.

"Bang!" At this moment, a figure flew out and fell to the ground, blood splashed everywhere, and Master Qingxin couldn't help but tremble when he heard the reputation, and exclaimed: "Alliance leader!"