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Xiao Yuesheng told her about her punishment, she was not expelled from the sect, she could cultivate again, and Du Wenxiu showed a trace of joy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Yuesheng shook her head, she was really loyal to the Yanxia Sect, but it was not strange to think about it, she was an orphan, it was Wu Wanyun who adopted her, and the Yanxia Sect was her home.

Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile: "In this case, you can think about it, my method is painful, don't blame me." ”

Du Wenxiu said lightly: "If you can keep your cultivation, it's nothing to suffer a little." ”

early morning

The sun rises and illuminates the western half of the valley, half of the lake in the sun and the other half in shadow.

The green grass was stained with dew, clear and clear, like a pearl.

Seven huts are located around the small lake, faintly in the shape of the Big Dipper, Xiao Yuesheng's house is located in the northernmost part, facing the valley mouth, and the two huts in the west are the boudoirs of Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun.

He originally wanted to build a small pavilion by the lake and set up a few corridors, but then he felt that the pavilion was windy, so he gave up this idea and became the simplicity it is today.

Xiao Yuesheng was practicing next to his room, moving slowly, one move at a time, as if he was slowly analogizing, like a person in a pear orchard practicing.

With a gentle push of both palms, the green grass under his feet fell forward, and the palms were withdrawn, and the green grass stood up and fell backwards.

As he moved, the green grass around him rose and fell, like the waves of the sea.

Even if you can't see the power of his set of martial arts, just by looking at its might, you can know that it is extraordinary, far away, to the west of the small lake, Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun's two daughters are also practicing, with a focused expression.

The sun crossed the mountain wall and shone in the valley, and the second daughter was just in the west, bathed in the sun, her clothes were snow-white, her sideburns were like clouds, her skin was like white jade, and the black and white contrasted with each other, becoming more and more distinct.

The three masters and apprentices, looking at each other from a distance across the small lake, practiced their own exercises.

Du Wenxiu's martial arts were abolished, and a period of time has passed, and since then, Xiao Yuesheng has never stepped into the Yanxia faction.

Although he did not object to Wu Wanyun's strict rules, because of Du Wenxiu, it was inevitable that he would have a grudge, and besides, in the Yanxia faction now, except for Sun Yuru, everyone else was hostile, thinking that all the disasters came from him.

Living here, he was bored, but fortunately, there were two disciples Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun chatting to relieve his boredom, which was quite a bit of a taste.

Song Jingsi's surname is calm, thinking a lot and saying little, like a flood of autumn water, with a demure and elegant temperament, even if she doesn't speak, it is comfortable.

Song Jingyun is lively and active, naïve and straightforward, she can't hold words in her heart, she will say whatever she wants, she is faintly similar to Sun Yuru's surname, and the friendship between the two has also improved by leaps and bounds.

Since being abolished martial arts, Du Wenxiu has been closed, staying in his own small courtyard, as if he had retreated, and in peacetime, it was difficult for the disciples of the Yanxia Sect to see her vulgar and beautiful figure, and they became more and more annoyed with Xiao Yuesheng.

Sun Yuru ran over from time to time to take a look and talk to him, but she was no different from usual, she knew the whole story and the truth of the matter best, and she also felt that there was a big mistake with everyone in the faction, not only was she not grateful to Mr. Xiao, but she was hostile.

But it is related to the name of the senior sister, this matter, from Wu Wanyun to Sun Yuru, is as secret, all the disciples only know that the senior sister has violated the faction, but they don't know the whole story, they just think that the senior sister is in love with Xiao Yuesheng.

Sun Yuru felt guilty because of this, and felt that the whole faction couldn't stand Mr. Xiao.

She is the third senior sister, although the disciples of the Yanxia Sect feel that she runs so diligently, and they feel uncomfortable, but they can't speak, so they can only turn a blind eye.

The barking of the dog suddenly sounded, and a big black dog came out of Song Jingyun's house and barked in the direction of the valley.

"Saihei!" Song Jingyun hurriedly shouted.

The big dog whined twice and ran to Song Jingyun's side, its black satin-like body rubbing her calves and its tail wagging and wagging its tail.

"Get down!" Song Jingyun coquettish.

The big black dog fell to her feet, looked up at her face, wagged his tail and moaned, as if he was coquettish.

Song Jingyun stopped moving, and the little white jade-like hand touched its neck, and it suddenly squinted, rolled over, and lay down on its side, as if sleeping.

Song Jingyun pursed her lips and smiled, looking up at the valley, she knew that Sai Hei was smart and clever, and such a call must be someone coming, and it was a stranger.

"Mr. Xiao! Mr. Xiao—!" a crisp call echoed through the valley, and a girl in a strong suit flashed out from behind the green grass at the mouth of the valley and shouted.

Xiao Yuesheng slowly collected his efforts and said lightly: "What's the matter?"

It was a female disciple of the Yanxia Sect across the small lake, so she bowed from afar, and said in a crisp voice: "Sir, the third senior sister said, please come and take a look." ”

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly, seeing that Sun Yuru did not come in person, but sent someone over, obviously unable to pull out.

"The people from the Donghai Gang are coming to the door again!" The girl has bright eyes, is also beautiful, and has a crisp voice, which is not much inferior to Sun Yuru.

There are many such beautiful women.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Well, I know, Ziyu, let's go back first." ”

"Yes!" the girl nodded obediently, and saluted again, seeing that he remembered his name, her heart was inexplicably excited, and she trotted back.

"Master, let's go quickly!" Song Jingyun tapped her toes, fluttered and fluttered, and came to Xiao Yuesheng's side, and said eagerly.

The big dog named Sai Hei followed her feet, ran extremely fast, did not lag behind, and never left her side.

Song Jingsi stood there and did not move, still quietly practicing boxing, as if he had not heard it.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her: "The spirit of the outside is great...... What do you do with all this nosy?!"

Song Jingyun grinned, her face was quite thick, and her big bright eyes stared at him: "Master, aren't you going to the old man's house?"

Xiao Yuesheng doesn't look very old, but his bearing is calm, and there is a vicissitudes of life between his eyebrows, giving people the feeling of being young and old, plus two mustaches, which are even more old-fashioned, so Song Jingyun calls it an old man.

"Well, the matter of the Yanxia Sect, we don't need to worry about it!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, looked up at the sky for a few days, nodded and said, "Meditation, let's eat." ”

"Yes, Master. Song Jing thought about it and slowly closed it.

The two daughters were born in books, Song Jingsi has been cooking since she was a child, although she is not a top chef, but learning from Sun Yuruyi, she has the tendency to be better than the blue.

The food she cooks is exquisite and delicious, similar to the cuisine in the south, you can taste it again and again, Xiao Yuesheng likes it very much.

"Master, are you really not going to take a look?" Song Jingyun asked again, her anxiety could not be concealed.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said, "If you go, all the heroines and young heroes of the Yanxia Sect will definitely think we are nosy." ”

Song Jingyun hesitated, glanced at him carefully, and said slowly: "Can ...... , Master, if you don't go, Aunt Sun will complain Master that you are careful!"

"Presumptuous!" Xiao Yuesheng glared, snorted, turned around and left: "Eat!"

With that, he strode towards a pine house to the east.

This room is simple and generous, quite spacious, and when you enter it, you don't feel like you're sitting in the room, but it's a little brighter than the outside.

Song Jingyun stuck out her tongue, lowered her head and whispered to Saihei: "Saihei, Master is so fierce, isn't he?"

Saihei's eyes blinked, and when he looked at her eyes, as if he could understand her words, he whimpered twice and wagged his tail.

"Hehe, let's go, eat!" Song Jingyun chuckled twice and ran towards another room, which was the kitchen, to help her sister serve food.

Soon, the meal had stopped and was placed in front of Xiao Yuesheng, who was sitting at the front table with a wide window behind him.

Song Jingsi sat down and asked softly, "Master, Aunt Sun, will you be in a hurry?"

Xiao Yuesheng lowered his head to eat and was silent.

Seeing him like this, Song Jingsi no longer persuaded him, shook his head at Song Jingyun, and motioned to her not to talk more, so as not to anger the master.

Song Jingyun pursed her lips helplessly and ate hurriedly.

After the meal, Xiao Yuesheng got up and said, "Let's go and have a look." ”

Song Jingyun was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "Master is wise!"

Xiao Yuesheng stopped, turned around and glanced at her, and snorted, "If I don't go, won't I be wise?"

Song Jingyun hurriedly smiled: "Hehe, no matter what you do, Master is wise!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, turned around and took a step, walked out of the house, and walked towards the valley mouth, and saw Ziyu who had just come from a distance standing there, stomping her feet constantly, looking very eager.

Xiao Yuesheng came to her and waved her hand: "Lead the way ahead." ”

"Yes!" Ziyu replied, turned around and left, her feet were light, as if they were not touching the ground, and it was obviously a good effort.

The mountain wind hunted, the two women followed closely behind the master, and the big dog Saihei followed closely at the feet of Song Jingyun, quickly swept over the hillside, and turned to the valley of the Yanxia Sect.

Soon, they saw a group of people standing on the martial arts arena from a distance.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned and said, "How many people are coming?"

"There were ten people here. Ziyu hurriedly replied, her feet slowed down, her internal strength was insufficient, and she couldn't speak and perform light skills at the same time.

"Well, I'll go first. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and his feet floated, as if he was walking against the wind, fluttering away, as if gently, and in a blink of an eye, he was already on the martial arts arena.

Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun's internal strength was insufficient, so they couldn't be so fast, so they could only rush honestly behind.

When they arrived at the martial arts arena, Sai Hei was so tired that he stuck out his tongue and panted, his eyes were still fixed on Song Jingyun, and he didn't relax for a moment.

On the martial arts arena, the barriers between the people and horses on both sides are clear, separated by two zhang away, and there are ten men on the outermost, all of them with a calm bearing, and the momentum of the master is fully revealed.

On the other side, Wu Wanyun and many disciples behind him, although there were many people, there was no noise and noise, just silently looking at the other side, and his eyes formed a pressure.

A clear voice floated up: "Master Wu, the leader of this gang came this time, but it was to resolve the conflict, although my father died at the hands of the disciples of your sect, I don't want to make a big fight because of this, so that the brothers in the gang will die for it." ”

Xiao Yuesheng stood behind the disciples, not revealing his figure, and those disciples were staring at the opposite side intently, not having time to pay attention to their surroundings, and did not notice his arrival.

Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun stood behind the master, looked up, and saw a young man talking opposite, handsome and handsome, like a jade tree standing in the wind.

Behind him, ten people stood in an arch, all of them with extraordinary momentum, like the stars and the moon, very majestic.

"Master, he is the leader of the East China Sea Gang?!" Song Jingyun asked in surprise.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Well, the son inherits the father's position." ”

"His father was killed by you, Master, right?" Song Jingyun said in a low voice.

is good at the affairs of the East China Sea Gang, Song Jingyun has heard Sun Yuru say it several times.

Sun Yuru is extremely proud of the East China Sea Gang, its danger and majesty, every time she talks about it, she feels inexplicably excited.

Wu Wanyun said lightly: "I don't know what Gang Master Zhao has a brilliant idea?"

She is dressed in a goose yellow Luo shirt, with a jade face, standing among the disciples, it is difficult for people to think that she is a master, and she often thinks that she is a disciple of the same generation.

Zhao Fengyuan stood with his hands in his hands and said loudly: "Instead of fighting and suffering heavy casualties, it is better to win or lose by competition, how about it?"

"What's the comparison?" Wu Wanyun asked.

Zhao Fengyuan smiled and said, "Two wins in three games, how about my two senior brothers and me, one by one, with the disciples of your sect?"

Wu Wanyun was noncommittal and asked, "How about winning, and what if you lose?"

"If your faction wins, my father's enmity will be written off, and the Donghai Gang will no longer trouble the Yanxia faction!" Zhao Fengyuan said solemnly.

"What if you lose?" Wu Wanyun said.

Zhao Fengyuan sneered: "If your faction is defeated, hand over the murderer of my father!"

"Master!" Li Tianyong said at the same time as Yang Guangyuan.

They are dressed in royal blue suits, they look heroic, and when it comes to talents, they are not inferior to Zhao Fengyuan, but they are even better.

Wu Wanyun lowered her head and groaned, thoughtfully, turned her head, and her clear gaze slowly swept over the disciples.

"What, isn't Master Wu sure that he can beat us?" Zhao Fengyuan sneered, staring at Wu Wanyun.

Wu Wanyun's clear gaze fell on Xiao Yuesheng behind the crowd and looked at him.

Xiao Yuesheng turned his eyes away and didn't look at her.

Zhao Fengyuan said coldly: "Success or failure, the head of Wu said it quickly, so indecisive, how could it be done by the head of a faction?!"

Wu Wanyun nodded: "Well, this idea is very good, so it was decided." ”

"Okay! happy!" Zhao Fengyuan clapped his hands and praised, and his handsome face smiled.

With a wave of his hand, two people stood behind him, about forty years old, both of them were thin, with ordinary appearances, dull expressions, and slightly squinted eyes, as if they had not woken up.

Zhao Fengyuan hugged his fists and said: "These two senior brothers and I, I don't know which master you send to fight?"

Li Tianyong took a step forward, turned around and clenched his fists and said to Wu Wanyun: "Master, disciple, please fight!"

Wu Wanyun groaned, looked at him, and then glanced at the three of them, frowning, obviously not optimistic about him.

"Master, as a second disciple, the disciple has an unshirkable responsibility!" Li Tianyong said busily.

Wu Wanyun sighed and nodded: "You have to be careful, the victory is not enough, don't get hurt!"

"Master rest assured!" Li Tianyong was full of confidence, nodded and said in a deep voice.

In his heart, he is also playing drums, but he is the second disciple of the Yanxia faction, and the senior sister's martial arts have been abolished, no matter what, he should come out on his own.

These two middle-aged men are extraordinary, and they are afraid that they are not opponents, but now the Yanxia Sect has the strongest martial arts, if they don't come out, how can others compete for the lead? !

He took two steps forward, came to the middle of the field, drew his sword out of its sheath, crossed it in front of him, and shouted: "Yanxia sent Li Tianyong, please advise!"

A middle-aged man stood up, opened his eyes, looked at him lazily, and said lightly: "Leng Zifeng of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, please advise!"

Wu Wanyun frowned, the Great Wilderness Sword Sect seemed to have never heard of it, but as soon as that person opened her eyes, she felt bad in her heart, this person was really dangerous.

The two were just about to make a move, when a crisp sound suddenly sounded in the field: "Slow!"

As soon as the words fell, a slender and graceful figure walked out of the Yanxia faction, dressed in a pink Luo shirt, smiling like a flower, it was Sun Yuru.

She said to Li Tianyong with a smile: "Second senior brother, kill chickens with a knife, this one, let it be given to me!"

"Second Senior Sister, ...... you?" Li Tianyong frowned.

He also felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was in danger, and his heart was alarmed, but the more dangerous it was, the more he couldn't let his sister and brother beside him.

Sun Yuru smiled and said: "Hehe, second senior brother, isn't there another one, it's your turn to be next!

Li Tianyong's face sank: "Senior sister, don't mess around, go back quickly!"

Zhao Fengyuan's face was tense, his face was like a breath of fire, he stared at Sun Yuru tightly, and said in a low voice: "Since this Sun girl is so interested, Li Shaoxia might as well fulfill it, I have no objection." ”

He seemed to have an unforgettable scene in front of his eyes, he was carried away with a sword across his neck, and he was humiliated by her.

Sun Yuru turned around and glanced at him: "You straw bale has now become a helper, your East China Sea Gang is finished!"

Zhao Fengyuan's face changed, turning iron blue, like the color of the bottom of the nest, and his eyes were blazing, like a torch burning, which could burn people to ashes.

Sun Yuru smiled and said: "Hehe, your three-legged cat's martial arts are still competing with me, it's really beyond my strength!"

Her words were like knives, stabbing Zhao Fengyuan's heart.

Zhao Fengyuan took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on his face, but it was extremely ugly.

He took another deep breath and said lightly: "Miss Sun, don't use your tongue to outperform my senior brother, it's not too late to say big things!"

Sun Yuru smiled and said, "Okay, look at how embarrassed you are!"

Zhao Fengyuan smiled faintly and said: "Master Wu, let's talk about it first, when the competition is taken, the sword has no eyes, and it is inevitable that there will be three long and two short, ...... do you think?"

Wu Wanyun nodded: "If there is damage, it is inevitable." ”

Zhao Fengyuan slapped his face: "Okay, Master Wu is happy, that's it, even if there is damage, we can't take revenge afterwards, how about it?"

"Okay!" Wu Wanyun nodded.

Sun Yuru shook his head and smiled, with a look of disdain on his face, snorted twice, and said, "You straw bag, you are vicious!"

Zhao Fengyuan heard it, and his heart had already crushed his teeth, but his face was only stiff and ugly, and his smile was even more ugly than bitter.

"Master, this helper is interesting. Song Jingyun chuckled.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded with a smile: "After all, he is young, and his Dao practice is not deep enough, so he needs to continue cultivating for a few years." ”

Song Jingyun glanced up at him, and said in his heart, people are young, and the master is not old, why is the Tao so high.

The middle-aged man's eyes opened, and the cold light shone brightly, like two long swords unsheathed at the same time, and shouted, "Let's do it!"

With his right hand, he drew his sword and handed it lightly, stabbing at Sun Yuru.

"Second senior brother, let go!" Sun Yuru pushed Li Tianyong away, pulled out the sword from the sheath, and stabbed out of the waist without showing weakness.

The two swords stabbed straight at the same time, and when they came up, they were actually the same tricks.

Sun Yuru bit her lower lip lightly, without changing her moves, straight and stabbed, even if the other party stabbed herself, she could stab him.

She knew in her heart that her internal strength cultivation was not as good as the other party, and if she really took out her skills, she was afraid that she would not be as good as her, so she could only work hard.

The man didn't make any moves, and one of them stabbed him in the chest and the other in the lower abdomen, and he stabbed straight out, and everyone in the audience screamed.

Song Jingyun pulled Xiao Yuesheng's sleeve tightly, so nervous that her heart was about to jump out.

"Ding. The middle-aged man changed his tricks halfway, with a flick of his wrist, he shook his long sword, and opened the tip of Sun Yuru's sword, and the two staggered.

A clear voice suddenly came from Sun Yuru's ears: "Jade Rabbit Step!"

As soon as she heard it, she knew that it was Xiao Yuesheng who was talking, and she was overjoyed, and she couldn't help but be confident, and suddenly realized that she had forgotten the Jade Rabbit step.

As soon as her feet moved, her body suddenly shook, and two shadows appeared, one left and one right, as if there were two people.

People sighed lightly, and their hearts were inexplicably surprised, even Wu Wanyun was also surprised, and then saved, as if Yuru had mentioned that Mr. Xiao had taught himself and his senior sister a set of footwork, called Jade Rabbit Step, which was very fun.

She was depressed because of Du Wenxiu's matter, and she didn't have time to ask, so she saved it at this time.

The middle-aged man turned around, saw this situation, sneered, and slashed straight at the long sword, slashing straight at the two figures at the same time.

Sun Yuru moved under his feet, and when he stepped back, he took out the sword light shroud, and took advantage of the situation to pick up the long sword.

"Ding" The tip of her sword hit the opponent's sword body, the two swords intersected, the sound was crisp, and it was obviously not an ordinary sword.

The middle-aged man frowned, and found that there was an inexplicable force coming from the sword body, and his palm was a little numb, as if an electric current had been passed.

He was shocked, and his internal force poured violently, driving out the numbness in his hands, but he inevitably stagnated when he took out the sword.

The masters competed with each other, and the difference was a millimeter, but the difference between heaven and earth, this sluggish kung fu, Sun Yuru jumped in steps, and the long sword stabbed out, which was extremely fast.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, seeing a little cold approaching, he was about to stab himself in the throat, and hurriedly blocked it, his long sword was extremely fast, far beyond ordinary people, if it was an ordinary person, it was too late, but his sword was very fast, just in time.

With a "ding", the two swords intersected again.

Sun Yuru followed the long sword, twisted his waist with the trend, and moved a step horizontally, as if his feet were floating on the water, and his movements were beautiful.

As soon as she stepped under her feet, another figure suddenly appeared, and the two figures attacked the middle-aged man at the same time.

The middle-aged man sneered, disdainful of such a psychedelic body method, and with a shake of the long sword, two sword flowers appeared, attacking two figures respectively, which were also virtual and real.

Sun Yuru's swordsmanship was light and fast, with a stab of emptiness, he met the two sword flowers, but he stepped on a small arc step under his feet.

"Ding" The two swords were handed over again, Sun Yuru's body trembled, the two figures merged into one, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly drew her sword and retreated.

The other party's internal force is like a surging river, mighty and mighty, and he is far inferior, so he has the idea of avoiding the real and attacking the false.

"Sunshine three stacks!" Xiao Yuesheng's voice sounded in her ears again.

Sun Yuru suddenly perked up, scolded himself for being a pig's brain, and left all the things that Mr. Xiao had saved.

Her feet floated again, her body shook, and she turned into two figures, one left and one right, attacking the middle-aged man together.

In the face of her current posture, the middle-aged man knew in his heart that he could only use clumsy ingenuity and strength to lower the meeting, and he was not panicked, his face was calm, his eyes were like electricity, and another sword stabbed out, conjuring up two sword flowers, forcing the other party to fight against himself.

He is quite confident, when it comes to swordsmanship, she may be subtle, and her footwork is even more exquisite, but when it comes to internal strength, she is difficult to beat.

In the sound of "snort", Sun Yuru's sword light was fierce, stabbing straight out, facing the middle-aged man's two sword flowers, and let out a clear sound.

Sun Yuru's face turned red, as if the red glow was surging, and then floated away.

The middle-aged man had a blue face, his hands were numb, and it was difficult to hold the long sword, and when he made a loud noise, he fell on the green brick.

He really didn't expect that the other party, a weak woman, had such a tricky internal force, after one wave, there was another wave, just after the second wave, the third wave slammed in, and then again and again, and then again, and again, and he was caught off guard, and his arm was numb, and it was difficult to hold the sword.

Sun Yuru touched the ground on tiptoe, stepped forward, jumped up, and the long sword stabbed out, and the middle-aged man was just about to avoid it, but the tip of the sword was already in front of his throat.

Sun Yuru put away the sword, returned it to the sheath, moved neatly, hugged her fists and smiled, and said: "Accept, you are defeated!"

The middle-aged man was quite unconvinced, but thinking that the chill in his throat was still there, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, nodded and said, "Yes, I am defeated." ”

After that, he leaned over and picked up the long sword, put it in the sheath, and slowly walked back to Zhao Fengyuan's side, saying, "Senior brother, I'm ashamed." ”

Zhao Fengyuan hurriedly said: "This girl is too difficult, senior brother doesn't have to care." ”

He spoke very respectfully, without the slightest hint of blame.

The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled, closed his eyes slightly, silently, as if he had fallen asleep or fallen asleep, like a statue standing there.

Sun Yuru walked back slowly, came to Wu Wanyun's side, and smiled toothily at Xiao Yuesheng behind everyone, without saying hello.

She turned around and glared at Zhao Fengyuan, squinting at him with disdain.

Zhao Fengyuan turned his head and didn't look at her, so as not to be blown up by anger, and on the spur of the moment, he made an unfavorable move.

He pointed to another middle-aged man and said in a deep voice: "In the first game, you will win, and in the second game, my senior brother will play." ”

Li Tianyong hurriedly came out, hugged his fists and said, "Master, I'll come!"

Wu Wanyun frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said, "You have to be careful, but you want to protect yourself, don't be greedy." ”

Li Tianyong nodded: "The disciple can save it, and the master can rest assured." ”

He turned around, took a few steps forward, and clenched his fists and said, "Yanxia Sect Li Tianyong, please advise!"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes lazily, his eyes were like electricity, and he said coldly: "The Great Wilderness Sword Sect Jing Wucheng, please advise!"

He was even more ruthless than the middle-aged man just now, and there was no emotion in his brilliant eyes, as if he was snowy and icy.

"Please!" Li Tianyong drew his sword out of the sheath, put it on his chest, and with a move of the immortal to guide the way, he attacked it, and he was stable.

He knew in his heart that when it came to swordsmanship, he was afraid that he was no longer as good as the third junior sister, and the other party's internal strength was deeper, and the only way to do it now was to be patient and look for opportunities to see if the other party would make mistakes, so that he could have a chance to win, otherwise, there would be no victory.

The middle-aged man is also stable, with a long sword, his moves are sophisticated and steady, there are no flaws, and he is not in a hurry to win.

The two of them exchanged swords with each other, one move and one style, one board and one eye, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves had passed, and there was still no change on the field, so stable that people could doze off.

Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun were puzzled.

Song Jingyun appeased Saihei, raised her head and asked, "Master, which of them can win?"

Xiao Yuesheng said lightly: "People from the Great Wilderness Sword Sect. ”

Song Jingyun tilted her head and said suspiciously: "That looks like it's half a catty and eight taels!"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "This person is acting strangely, he obviously has a chance to win, but he can't win, it seems that he has no other heart." ”

"Is he uneasy and kind?" Song Jingyun perked up and said busily: "Do you want to see the reality of the Yanxia Sect's swordsmanship?"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Well, it's possible." ”

Immediately, he cast an appreciative look, and Song Jingyun smiled as if she had eaten honey, almost cheering.

Xiao Yuesheng's voice suddenly sounded in Sun Yuru's ears: "Yuru, go and call your senior sister over and let her make a move." ”

Sun Yuru was stunned, hurriedly turned around and looked back, and looked at Xiao Yuesheng in a daze.

Senior Sister was obviously abolished martial arts, how could she make a move, if she came over, wouldn't it be sent to death, what did Mr. Xiao mean?

Xiao Yuesheng said softly: "I have my own opinions, you can call her." ”

He used the technique of transmitting sound into the secret, and others could not hear it, but could only see his lips open, as if muttering to himself.

Sun Yuru's trust in him was deep-rooted, and when she heard this, she nodded hurriedly, turned around and pushed away the crowd, and ran out with a smoke.

"Hmph!" A muffled snort suddenly came from the field, and Li Tianyong covered his right arm, staggering, obviously injured.

The middle-aged man stabbed Li Tianyong with a sword, but he didn't stop, and stabbed out with another sword.

"Despicable!" "Stop!" "You still have a sword?!"

There were bursts of angry cheers in the crowd, and they wanted to rush up to stop it, but it was too late, but Wu Wanyun also had time to stop it.

This sword, contrary to his steady style, is as fast as lightning and as fast as a meteor.

"Huh-" In a long shrill whistle, a white light crossed everyone's eyes.

The tip of the sword had touched Li Tianyong's clothes, and as soon as the white light came, it hit the sword, and suddenly the long sword flew out of his hand, spun in the air, and fell to the ground.

Li Tianyong took advantage of the situation and retreated, his left hand was already full of blood, and the blood flowed down his right arm, dripping on the green bricks.

After everyone looked at each other, Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled at everyone, which was regarded as a greeting.

Wu Wanyun turned around, saluted him, and raised his voice: "Thank you, Mr. for saving your life!"

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, smiled slightly, and didn't say much.

Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun held their heads high, raising their eyebrows indescribably, this time, when they arrived at the Yanxia Sect, the atmosphere was not friendly enough, all because they were Xiao Yuesheng's disciples.

At this time, they were finally able to raise their eyebrows, only to feel that their hearts were unspeakable, and they couldn't wait to look up to the sky and laugh.

"Gang Master Zhao, this time, you have won!" Wu Wanyun turned around and said lightly.

She was angry in her heart, the murderous machine was sheng, the other party obviously wanted to take someone's surname, in the first scene just now, Yuru was obviously merciful, but they dared to do this, and they deceived people too much!

"Accept!" Zhao Fengyuan hugged his fists and smiled, and said with a smile: "That Li Shaoxia's injury doesn't matter, right?...... Shoot a little heavier, don't be surprised!"

Wu Wanyun smiled faintly: "In the hands-on competition, it is inevitable that the shots will be heavier, it is nothing, don't care." ”

"Master Wu is broad-minded and admires him. Zhao Fengyuan said with a smile.

He slowly stood up, took two steps forward, and said, "I don't know where the senior disciple of your sect is, I want to try a game or two with Miss Du." ”

Wu Wanyun frowned: "She is in retreat and can't come out." ”

"Oh-?" Zhao Fengyuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Wouldn't it be that I heard that I was coming down and avoided it?"

Wu Wanyun was furious, and said in a deep voice: "You can't believe my words?!"

"Hehe, don't dare, don't dare. Zhao Fengyuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "Since Master Wu said so, I will take it as true in the next place, I don't know which disciple of your sect has made a move with you?"

Wu Wanyun said lightly: "You are the leader of a gang, if they take action, wouldn't they look down on you too much, and this seat will personally accompany you!"

Zhao Fengyuan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "You are a senior, you don't dare to be a disciple, so as not to let the world laugh at the head of Wu for bullying the small!"

Song Jingyun covered her mouth and chuckled, shook her head, and said, "Master, this guy is really interesting, obviously he is afraid of Master Wu!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, shook his head and said, "Not really, most of him is pretending." ”

"Huh, it's pretending?!" Song Jingyun was surprised.

Xiao Yuesheng looked at Song Jingsi: "Jingsi, what do you think?"

Song Jingsi nodded and said softly: "What the master said is exact, according to the disciple, he is also pretending, and there is no hectic intention in his eyes, obviously there is fraud in it." ”

She added: "Besides, as far as the disciple knows, Aunt Du's martial arts are better than the blue, and if he dares to challenge Aunt Du, how can he be afraid of Master Wu?"

She speaks slowly, delicately and elegantly, but clearly and coherently.

Song Jingyun was very angry, and said hatefully: "Okay, this guy, Tee is also cunning, he was almost deceived by him!"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said lightly: "In the future, you need to have a few more eyes, so as not to be sold, and help others count the money." ”

"Master-Master-!" Song Jingyun twisted her waist and said angrily: "How can people be so stupid!"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded lightly: "Stupid people often think they are smart!"

Song Jingyun stomped her feet and glared at him angrily: "Master-Master-!"

Song Jingsi pursed her lips and smiled, and turned her head away, so as not to let her see.

Suddenly, a cold voice slowly sounded: "Master, it's still a disciple!"

The voice came from behind the crowd, and when the disciples heard it, they hula, and made way of a passage, revealing the person who spoke.

Du Wenxiu was dressed in a snow-white Luo shirt, looking at this side lightly, cold as frost, her eyes became more and more indifferent, people felt that the senior sister was getting farther and farther away from them, as if she was standing on the top of the iceberg, and then she would ride the wind and turn into a fairy in the heavenly realm.

"Wenxiu, what are you doing?!" Wu Wanyun frowned.

Du Wenxiu walked softly, slowly walked through the crowd, and came to her: "Master, since he wants to fight with his disciple, he will do as he wishes." ”

(To be continued)