If it was only for a glass of wine and a false title. Everyone lacked the motivation to fight, and at this time, most of the people in the Jianghu sect in Tingtao Pavilion were ready to move, and their eyes were full of longing light.

The land lord has promised a thousand taels of silver and red, and the value of such divine blades as the "Shenhong Sword" and the "Moyang Sword" is no longer measured by silver taels, it is simply a priceless treasure! Especially for the people in the rivers and lakes, with such divine weapons in hand, martial arts can be strengthened out of thin air, and they really can't help but be blushing.

Especially the scholar surnamed the ancient surname of the "Tibetan Sword Gate" who was at the same table with Hua Bushi, the expression on his face was almost obsessed, and he hated that he couldn't grab the sword and sword in his hand immediately, but he suffered from gains and losses, thinking that he knew that with his martial arts, it was not easy to win the sword by overpowering everyone.

You must know that the "Moyang Sword" is an ancient divine soldier called the most precious "Fish Intestine Sword" in the "Hidden Sword Gate", and it is really a dream for this ancient scholar.

Of course, not everyone in the cabinet is tempted by the treasure.

Hua Bushi peeked at it, but saw the Yuanguang master of the "Shaolin faction", the treasure realm real person of the "Wudang faction", the Tang Zilan of the "Tang Sect" and other shili leaders, and their expressions still maintained an indifferent attitude, they were either extremely cultivated, or they were not moved by the two divine weapons.

"This land island lord is really a big show, and he is actually willing to take out treasures such as 'Shenhong Knife' and 'Moyang Sword' as the color head of the competition, and even the concubine is a little tempted!"

Hua Bushi said solemnly: "Madame, it's better to dispel such thoughts, tonight there are many masters in the Tingtao Pavilion, and it is not easy to get the treasure blade." Moreover, the land island lord's move may not be out of good intentions. ”

Chu Yiyi said: "What do you say?"

Hua Bushi said: "If you just want to compete in martial arts, the bonus of a thousand taels of silver is enough, and it must be enough for people who are greedy for money to end up competing." Treating such a peerless divine soldier as a color head, this land island master's hand is too big, and if he does this, it will definitely make many people in the cabinet snatch it with all their might, causing a fight. ”

Chu Yiyi lowered his head and groaned when he heard this, but Hai Hongzhu on the side snorted and said: "I think it is the master of the land island who is the first party to be like this, where is there any conspiracy?

On the "White Bird", Hua Bushi ignored her, and this Haida lady held a grudge, so she looked for an opportunity to find trouble with the eldest young master.

Hua Bushi had long been accustomed to this, and his face was sneering, and he did not answer. In his opinion, this land island lord must have a useful purpose in doing this, and these two divine weapons are only a reward for the "Sword King" and the "Sword King".

Thinking like this, it is obvious that Hua Bushi is not alone.

At this time, I saw that in front of the wine table in the north head, Tang Zilan, the deputy master of the "Tang Gate", arched his hand towards Lu Qiuhong and said: "The land island lord took out the ancient divine soldiers as the color head of the competition, which made Tang ** open his eyes, but I don't know what gift the island owner has for the 'martial king' who won the third game?"

Lu Qiuhong said: "In the third 'Martial King' battle, you can compete with weapons and fists, which is more important than the 'Sword King' and the 'Sword King', and the color given by the island is naturally more valuable than the first two games. ”

He smiled slightly, and said: "However, this thing is inconvenient to disclose for the time being, and before the third competition begins, the island will take out that treasure, and then the Tang Sect Master will know that what Lu said is true." ”

The "Shenhong Sword" and the "Moyang Sword" were already priceless treasures, if they were more valuable than them, not only Tang Zilan, but even Hua Bushi couldn't guess what treasures they would be.

This pass was sold very well-behaved, and with just one sentence, it raised everyone's appetite again.

But I heard Lu Qiuhong say loudly: "Okay, gossip aside, let's first decide the ownership of the 'Sword King' in the Tingtao Pavilion tonight, I don't know which friend is willing to play on the field?"

This was said, but no one answered in the Tao Pavilion. No one played before, because there was not enough temptation, but this time the situation was completely different, the people who wanted to win the "Shenhong Knife" were not a hundred, but also eighty in this pavilion.

The reason why no one answered was because everyone had one mind and didn't want to play first. Because there is only one "Sword King", and only one winner can win the treasure sword, so it is certainly not the best policy to strike first. Those who make the last move can not only conserve their physical strength, but also understand the depth of their opponents from previous encounters, which is a great advantage.

Lu Qiuhong asked twice, but still no one came out, he turned his gaze, looked at the wine table in the east head, and said: "I have heard for a long time that 'Shaolin' is the authentic martial arts in the world, swords, fists and sticks have superb skills, and there is no one in the rivers and lakes who can stand out.

Master Yuanguang looked kind and kind-eyed, sitting on the chair steadily, a bit like a Maitreya Buddha, he listened to Lu Qiuhong's words, and said unhurriedly: "Amitabha Buddha, this temple is a Buddhist Zen temple, monks have always practiced martial arts only to strengthen their bodies, how can they be worthy of the authentic name of martial arts in the world?"

He paused for a moment before he said: "But the guest is as good as the master, since the lord of the land island has a life, Chengzhi, you can go and learn sword skills from the famous masters of various factions!"

A monk standing next to Yuanguang responded, "Chengguan respectfully obeys the decree of Uncle Shi!"

Listening to the many masters of the rivers and lakes in the Tao Pavilion, many of them have a peep at the "Shenhong Knife", and when they saw the land island lord inviting Master Yuanguang, they were a little apprehensive in their hearts, and they were relieved at this time.

In the world-famous Songshan Shaolin Temple, in addition to the Dharma Academy and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, it belongs to the eight Buddhist halls are the most famous, and among the eight Shaolin halls, and the "Luohan Hall" and "Pranyo Hall" two halls are the head, most of the masters in the "Shaolin School" belong to these two halls. Relatively speaking, "Du Shan Tang" is somewhat unknown, this is because "Du Shan Tang" is responsible for managing various industries under the Shaolin sect, which is only equivalent to the outer hall of the general Jianghu sect, and is not famous for its martial arts.

However, "Dushan Hall" is also one of the eight halls of Shaolin after all, this master of Yuanguang can be in charge of this hall, presumably he must have some ability, and no one in the Tao Pavilion dares to underestimate him.

At this time, seeing that he had no intention of making a move in person, he just sent a disciple from the sect out, which was much easier to deal with.

And Na Chengguan was only in his early twenties, wearing a coarse cloth monk's robe, and a sheathed ring knife was obliquely inserted in his belt, and he was obviously just an ordinary junior disciple in the Shaolin sect. He walked to the middle of the pavilion, made a circle to the four directions, and said, "Shaolin Chengguan, wait for teaching here." ”

At this time, Lu Qiuhong turned to the two factions of "Tang Gate" and "Emei" in the north, and said: "I have heard that there are many heroes in the four Nanchuan realms, and there are many famous swordsmen, I don't know which hero is willing to end up playing?"

Tang Zilan smiled slightly, and said, "Tang is not proficient in knife techniques, so I think I have no chance with that 'Shenhong Knife'." He bowed his head slightly, and said, "Brother Feng, if you are interested, you might as well give it a try." ”

The "Feng brothers" that Tang Zilan said were a big man in Tsing Yi sitting at the next table. When the big man heard Tang Zilan's words, he picked up a thick-backed machete that was leaning on the side of the chair, stood up sharply, and said, "Okay! Ge Laozi, I'll go and see Shaolin's knife skills!"

Hua Bushi saw from a distance that this big man had a thick beard, ring-eyed leopard nose, and a very powerful appearance, but he didn't know him, but Chu Yiyi on the side had already introduced: "This person's name is Feng Jinjiang, and he is the master of the 'Qingcheng faction' in the Sichuan realm. ”

At this time, I saw Feng Jinjiang come to the center of the pavilion hall in three or two steps, standing in front of Monk Chengzhi.

The machete of this "Qingcheng faction" master is different from ordinary steel knives, the head of the knife is flat, the blade is extremely wide, and the back of the knife is extremely thick, two inches, and there is a large copper ring on it.

This kind of weapon is quite peculiar, Hua Bushi couldn't help but take a few more looks, but he heard Hai Hongzhu chuckle and said: "This Mr. Feng must be a cook on weekdays, and he came up with a big kitchen knife!"

The machete in Feng Jinjiang's hand has a thick blade and is boxy, but it is indeed a bit like a large kitchen knife, listening to Hai Hongzhu's words, even Chu Yiyi on the side can't help but be gentle.

Hua Bushi said: "This knife is much more powerful than a kitchen knife, I think that Shaolin monk, I'm afraid it will be difficult to catch three moves under this knife." ”

Hai Hongzhu listened to it in his ears and disagreed, and was about to refute this unlearned young master, but he saw that a monk and a layman in the pavilion had already opened the frame and wanted to start fighting immediately, so he decided to watch the excitement first, and swallowed the words into his stomach for the time being.

Monk Chengzhi is the starting move of the Shaolin school's "compassionate knife" method, the knife is carried with him, and he is worthy of being a disciple of a famous school. But that Feng Jinjiang held the handle of the knife with one hand, and the fingers of the other hand buckled the big copper ring on the back of the knife, and put the giant kitchen knife behind his shoulder, and the posture of the rack can be described as very strange.

The two confronted each other for a while, and Monk Chengzhi just wanted to move forward, but he only heard the Feng Jinjiang roar: "One split!" He had already deceived and rushed to him, rushing in front of him, and the big kitchen knife was wrapped around his head and slashed straight down!

Feng Jinjiang's knife was already very thick, and this knife was powerful from behind, and it slashed straight down, and the momentum was very amazing, Chengzhi didn't dare to block it, and hurriedly pulled out and flashed to the side. But at this time, I heard Feng Jinjiang shouting again: "Second slash!" The knife in his hand has not yet used his age, and it has changed from the original straight slash to a horizontal slash, and the blade has been cut to the waist of Monk Chengzhi!

Chengzhi was shocked, and he had no time to react otherwise, so he had to fly back, Feng Jinjiang roared again: "Three strikes!" The machete turned into a stab, and it went straight from the middle palace, and it hit Xiang Chengzhi's chest!