Yang Yuanzhou frowned, and said in his heart: "Qinghe Gang, look at his internal strength is not weak, and he actually pointed out that Liuyunzi should fight, huh...... It's not proper...' then smiled and said: "This disciple of mine is shallow in swordsmanship, so it is better to ......" After saying that, he turned his face and glanced at Feng Junyang.

Feng Junyang understood what his senior brother meant, so he stepped forward and made a gesture, and said, "Send Feng Junyang in Xia Wudang, so that you can learn from Your Excellency in Xia?"

Seeing that he was much older than himself, and he called himself a subordinate so modestly, Luo Yifu couldn't help but sneer, and said in his heart: "I didn't expect Yang Yuanzhou to be able to see the depth of my skills at a glance, heh...... It is rumored that Feng Junyang's Divine Gate Thirteen Swords are superb, and I would like to see it, if this exchange can distract them, at least it can buy more time for the senior brother. Then he raised his hand and said, "Please!"

Feng Junyang smiled and nodded, raised his foot and jumped to the center of the dojo.

Xu Anzhi was very worried on the side, and said in his heart: "If Deputy Helmsman Luo makes a trick, he will definitely be able to hurt my master...... How to do it. ’

The Wudang disciples sat up straight one after another, never seeing the eighth master move, and they all watched with joy.

Everyone in the audience was surprised, but they didn't expect Wudang to let the masters come forward to learn, so they all raised their spirits, looked at it with wide eyes, and didn't want to let go of every trick detail.

Luo Yifu said in his heart: "The opponent is not weak, so you can't take it lightly...... so he took out his big knife and made a move in the posture of "Demon Sword Dynasty", which is the starting style of the disciples and masters of the Blood Knife Sect.

Yang Yuanzhou, Gu Mosheng and the others frowned instantly, and exclaimed, "Blood Demon Sword Technique!"

Gu Mosheng turned his face to look at Yang Yuanzhou, and said softly: "Senior brother, the people from the Blood Knife Sect are also here, hehe......" There is a hint in the words, because holding a sect competition every year will attract trivial matters, as early as two years ago, Gu Mosheng proposed not to hold another sect competition, Yang Yuanzhou thought that it was a rule set by the master fifty years ago, and he didn't dare to decide to change it without authorization, and wanted to wait for the master to leave the customs before proposing, that knew that Zhang Sanfeng had been in retreat for eight years and still still hadn't come out.

Yang Yuanzhou heard the meaning of the second junior brother's words, stroked his long beard and nodded, and said in his heart: "I didn't expect the Blood Knife Gate to come this year, and the eighth junior brother should be able to handle it, but ...... The Blood Knife Gate must not be as simple as a discussion this time. ’

Feng Junyang saw that what he was using was the Blood Demon Sword Technique, and secretly said in his heart: "It turns out that he is a person from the Blood Sword Gate! Since you are here, don't think about going down the mountain!" Then he choked, the long sword came out of the sheath, and under the light of the sun, the sword light flashed, and instantly used the 'sword light flow' in the thirteen swords of the Divine Gate, but seeing that the tip of the sword trembled, it turned into dozens of sword tips in an instant, covering the enemy's middle plate, Luo Yifu raised the knife in his right hand and used a letter of 'drawing the knife and cutting off the water', and said: "The thirteen swords of the Divine Gate are nothing more than that. "After that, the 'Blood Devouring Soul' in the Blood Demon Knife Method fought back and slashed over, this knife was fast and fierce, Feng Junyang hurriedly turned his head, only to hear a loud sound, which made the right ear buzz, the knife cut straight down from Feng Junyang's right cheek, no more than an inch apart, as long as the dodge was slow, this head would be split in half for him.

Feng Junyang was stunned by his move of 'Drawing Blood and Devouring Souls', knowing that his second move must be to return to the knife and cut his waist, and he was busy sinking a long sword.

Feng Junyang felt that his arm strength was mediocre, far inferior to himself, and his heart that had already been raised was put down again, so he made a move of "sword turning to Youfeng" and pushed it over. Luo Yifu snorted, sideways avoided, and said, "The Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate, can they be more powerful?" Feng Junyang smiled: "In this way, I can defeat you." Before he finished speaking, he stepped forward and made a move to "break the Changchuan with a sword". Luo Yifu didn't fight, but rushed to attack, and used a trick to "cut his ears and cheeks", raising his knife and slashing obliquely.

After a few moves, the crowd of spectators was sensational, but when Feng Junyang's sword walked lightly, the light was like a rainbow, and when he opened and closed, he was elegant and dignified, showing the demeanor of a famous artist. Luo Yifu opened his mouth and became more and more excited, the more he sinked, slashed violently, and the two of them attacked more than 30 incoherent killers back and forth one after another.

Jiang Yiyang sat up straight, and said in his heart: "The Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate can actually be so powerful......! The opponent's sword technique is so powerful!'

Xu Anzhi said in his heart: "I didn't expect Vice Master Luo to be able to play so many tricks with my master!"

At this time, Ren Yaqiu jumped onto the steps of the dojo, Yang Yuanzhou and the others turned their faces to look, they were dressed in black, and there was a golden eagle head embroidered on their chests, and they were instantly surprised: "Why did the people from Qianji Pavilion come up the mountain?

Ren Yaqiu stepped forward and said, "Head Yang, Ren Yaqiu in the Xia Qianji Pavilion!"

Yang Yuanzhou frowned, saluted in return, and hurriedly said, "You say!"

Ren Yaqiu told him about the situation, Yang Yuanzhou nodded, turned his face to look at Song Hanfei, and said hurriedly: "Fourth senior brother, go to Guanyun Tower quickly!"

Song Hanfei rarely saw Yang Yuanzhou's brows furrowed, so he was in a hurry, and instantly raised his foot to use the Wudang faction's superior light power ladder Yunzong, and flew towards Guanyun Tower......

After Feng Junyang and the two of them fought for dozens of rounds, Feng Junyang's sword moves became faster and faster, Wanhua Valley was known for his swordsmanship, and when he saw that Feng Junyang's long sword had undergone such a change, he secretly admired it in his heart: "The Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate really live up to its reputation, and today is really an eye-opener." But no matter how much he moved and stabbed, he could never penetrate the portal that Luo Yifu's broadsword was guarding. Feng Junyang thought to himself: "This Blood Knife Sect disciple's Blood Demon Sword Technique is obviously half a point inferior to the Blood Knife Ancestor, if I don't win again, how can the face of the sect remain?"

When the onlookers saw these four consecutive moves, they couldn't help but shout in unison. At this time, Luo Yifu could no longer be clumsy and skillful, and his body was wandering, and he also carried out light skills, fighting fast with him. Suddenly, Feng Junyang's long sword broke through the air and turned from the Shenmen acupoint to attack, stabbing Luo Yifu's chest, and the sword was halfway through, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and he actually bent over, stabbing him in the right shoulder.

Luo Yifu hurriedly sank his shoulders and avoided it, and instantly shot out three silver needles from his wrist, Feng Junyang couldn't react at all, who would have thought that the Blood Knife Gate would also make this secret weapon, two silver needles hit the sword body and fell to the ground, and the other pierced into his left lower abdomen, under the protection of the three-layer Pure Yang Wuji Gong, the silver needle only pierced into a small stub, but ...... The needle was poisonous, and black blood flowed down the wound.

Everyone on the side exclaimed: "I actually made a secret weapon ?!!" The competition point is not to mention, no one has ever made a secret weapon hurt people, which will attract the ridicule of people in the rivers and lakes.

Jiang Yi raised his head and said: "It's not as good as using a secret weapon, this guy is so vicious...... Isn't this the Ice Lady's Ice Spirit Silver Needle?"

The Wudang disciples got up one after another, drew their swords and prepared to rush forward, Yang Yuanzhou said in his heart: "There are so many people sitting in the dojo, if there is a mess, it will be impossible to clean it up. Then he shouted, "All sit down!" The disciples rarely saw the master so sharp, and they all sat down in fright.

Gu Mosheng moved to Feng Junyang's side in an instant, and connected his left and right Tianshu acupoints to avoid the spread of poisonous blood, Luo Yifu grinned, and shot three silver needles at Gu Mosheng, except for Yang Yuanzhou and a few junior disciples and others, everyone else present was shocked, at this time!!"Boom!" A dazzling golden object flew from a distance to block the silver needle, Yang Yuanzhou and Liu Ming exclaimed: "Vermilion Bird Fan?!" The fan flew back to the big tree next to the dojo in a circle, and there was a leaf covering it, and it was impossible to see who made it.

The Suzaku Fan attached to the internal strength and blew a wind force around it, and Luo Yifu wondered: 'What is it?