Frost Habitat and Cold Moon

On the third day of the Kunlun martial arts competition, the first death finally appeared on the competition field——Zhang Songyue, the No.40 generation "Song" disciple of the Huashan School.

He died under the sword technique of "Under the Chaos Clouds" created by Song Tingjiu, an abandoned student from Huashan Mountain.

The trembling sword was originally aimed at the shoulder, but because of some interference, the sword energy condensed into a line, and quickly brushed across the neck artery.

Before Zhang Songyue could close his mocking smile, he was stunned to see himself falling backwards from the splash of blood.

Changes on the field happen in an instant.When the Elder Kunlun who supervised the scene pinched off Song Tingjiu's sword and knocked him into the air with one palm, Zhang Songyue was already frozen on the stage, unable to breathe.

There was crying on the stage, shouting and killing off the stage, and the entire martial arts arena was in chaos.

One head of Elder Kunlun turned into two big ones. While sending his disciples to inform the head of Kunlun and Elder Zheng who was leading the Huashan faction, he directed the disciples of Kunlun to separate the crowd: "Speak up if you have something to say, and put away your weapons!"

When Song Tingjiu was knocked out of the field, he was already in a semi-crazy state.The strength of his whole body came out, and the true energy rushed all over his body, shaking the broken sword in his hand to pieces, his eyes were red, his temples jumped out suddenly, and there were already signs of blood flow reversal and madness.

"Murderer!" "Huashan scum!" "Kill him to avenge senior brother!" "Yes! Surround him! Don't let him escape!"

Huashan disciples showed their weapons, formed a formation, and circled around Songting wine.

The Kunlun disciples were on the periphery, looking at each other in blank dismay, no one dared to step forward to stop them.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Song Tingjiu grabbed his head with both hands and tore off his hair violently. He struggled wildly to grab the ground with his head, wailed, and raised his hand to slap himself to death.

Huang Li pushed away the Huashan disciples and rushed over.He cut Song Tingjiu's hands backwards, and pressed Song Tingjiu to the ground.

Zhou Yuheng took the silver needles in his hand and laid 36 needles in the blink of an eye, piercing Song Tingjiu's head into a hedgehog.Song Tingjiu snorted and passed out.

Zhou Yuheng took out a elixir and stuffed it into Song Tingjiu's mouth. While checking Song Tingjiu's pulse, he helped Huang Li carry him on his back, and said, "Take him to my room to rest first, and take care of him. Okay, wait for me to get some medicine."

After Huang Li took the order, he picked up the man on his back and ran away quickly.

"Fortunately, Mr. Zhou is here, and that lunatic almost made more mistakes!" Elder Kunlun led a group of disciples forward, and politely bowed his hands in thanks.

"It's just a doctor's job." Zhou Yuheng bowed his body and returned the gift, acting like a noble son from a noble family.

Huashan disciples refused to let go, they turned their weapons and surrounded Zhou Yuheng one after another, forcing him to hand over the murderer, otherwise they would be severely punished.

Zhou Yuheng lightly spread his folding fan to block everyone: "I saw Zhang Songyue bumping into it by himself. He wanted to commit suicide."

"You are talking nonsense!"

"Then you can see with the naked eye that Song Tingjiu's hands were shaking until he couldn't control his strength, but Zhang Songyue pushed his body forward and shouted 'You killed me too', isn't this intentional death?! "

"You fart!" "Don't talk nonsense!" "Why bother with him! I think he belongs to Song Tingjiu's gang! He is an accomplice!"

"How dare you! If you want to say accomplices, you can't do without the people of Huashan. Just now, you said, "pay for my master's life"; you accused him of "breaking his promise, he is a member of the devil's religion"; you said he was "shameless, killing his master and friends Killing his wife and killing his son'; and you, what are you talking about him? It's so vulgar, I can't repeat it... Oh! There is also the one who died on the stage, and let a person of the uncle's generation drill him Only after you have passed, are you willing to 'forgive him not to die'. Tsk tsk, the noble character and dignified behavior of your Huashan sect are simply breathtaking!"

Everyone was speechless by what he said.

Zhou Yuheng memorized everything that everyone said, and relayed it verbatim, with a more mocking tone.It is obvious that he is familiar with the inside story of Song Tingjiu being expelled from Huashan, and he speaks uprightly, wanting to embarrass Huashan disciples.

The Huashan disciples knew that they were wrong, and they were even more afraid that Zhou Yuheng would reveal more secrets about their sect in public because of the dispute between the two sides, so they all kept silent and did not dare to speak out.

"Don't quibble. He doesn't want to listen, just scold him back, why bother to kill?! We are just talking casually, but in the end, he still has no firm will!

In short, the murderer pays with his life!He is an apostate and traitor, yet he dared to kill me from the Huashan Sect. If he dies without repentance, his crime is unforgivable. Don't talk nonsense, just hand him back honestly, otherwise, don't blame us for having no eyes! "

The Huashan disciple who spoke seemed to be the core of this group of disciples.

At the same time as he spoke, he cast a ruthless wink at his fellow disciples beside him. Huashan's junior disciples immediately drew out their weapons, fought with the defending Kunlun disciples, and approached Zhou Yuheng who was in the middle of the encirclement.

Zhou Yuheng hid behind Elder Kunlun, he held up the disciple of Kunlun and gave disciple Huashan a leg sweep, and when Elder Kunlun turned around to protect himself, he opened and closed the folding fan with one hand and asked for help with an innocent face: "Oh, It's really terrible. Elder, they actually want to beat up an unarmed and weak literati like me."

Elder Kunlun was dragged around by Zhou Yuheng, and he had to deal with the mess beside him: "Everyone has something to say, and this Mr. Zhou also has good intentions. When Song Tingjiu regains his senses, Mr. Zhou will naturally send him away." Send it back to Huashan."

"No! After I heal him, he will go wherever he likes. If you kill someone, then I'll give them your life." Zhou Yuheng played with the folding fan and smiled innocently, "Anyway, I'm easy to kill. Well, the Huashan faction wants to bully me with their numbers, I'm not afraid of them!"

In the second half of his sentence, he faintly used his internal strength, and his voice was carried far away by the wind on Xiaqi Peak, as if he was speaking to someone on purpose.

Xie Qiu, the flower of the Acacia faction, was the first to rush over.He listened to the whole process, but he was a member of the Demon Cult, so it was inconvenient to make a move, so he turned around and went to Chen Yushuang for advice.

Bi Xian was competing with others for internal strength, and when he moved to the dangerous place, he yelled fiercely, knocked his opponent away, swung the big ax with both hands, and swung the opponent out of the internal injury with the side of the ax...

Hearing Zhou Yuheng's voice, Chen Jishuang was anxious. Aoxue's long sword was fighting with the opponent, and when he saw the gap, the flying sword let go, and the person passed through the opponent quickly, pulling his legs with both hands, and folded the opponent's legs , overturned to the ground.At the same time, the legs clamped the opponent's neck, causing the opponent to turn over on his side, suppressing the opponent's hand holding the weapon, and breaking the opponent's ankle, forcing the opponent to admit defeat.

"I think you are the one who really wants to die!" Huashan's leading disciple charged towards Zhou Yuheng with a sword.

Zhou Yuheng spread his fan and drew his sword, raised his eyebrows and chuckled to Elder Kunlun, "Look carefully, I am acting in self-defense. Don't wait for the day when you will turn right and wrong again and force me to die by the Huashan School." Under the swaying lips and tongue, after I die, I will be splashed with sewage again."

Elder Kunlun was busy comforting and persuading him with a smiling face.He stood up again to help stop him.The Huashan disciple was about to start cursing back, but he was secretly persuaded by the elder Kunlun. He whispered to the Huashan disciple, "Walking in the rivers and lakes, you are going to provoke a doctor? He is from the Zhou family in the south of the Yangtze River. Can you guarantee it?" You won't have a headache in the future?"

Upon hearing this, the Huashan disciples obviously slowed down their offensive.Zhou Yuheng took the opportunity to fan him again.

"Stop it all!" The majestic voice stopped the Huashan School disciples from fighting with Zhou Yuheng and Kunlun disciples.

Zhou Yuheng stepped back a few steps and stood beside Li Ranfeng.

Li Ranfeng briefly exchanged a few words of information with Zhou Yuheng in a low voice, and then hurriedly and respectfully reported the whole story to the source of the voice—Lin Enshan, the leader of the martial arts alliance and the head of Kunlun.

"You can play with peace of mind, don't worry about these trivial matters." Lin Enshan raised his hand and patted Li Ranfeng's shoulder, not rushing to deal with the situation in front of him, but first asked Li Ranfeng's current ranking kindly.

"To rank seventh, I really have lost the trust of the leader." Li Ranfeng saluted and apologized.

Lin Enshan restrained him with one hand, and straightened him up: "I have heard a little about the situation of your martial arts competition. You are soft-hearted, but you are not domineering and decisive. Remember, you are deceived because of kindness, and deceived because of sympathy. It can only make the enemy more proud of your own intelligence, and instead laugh at your weakness."

The Kunlun faction headed by Lin Jinyu and the Qingcheng faction headed by Li Ranfeng saluted together, and replied: "Remember the teaching of the leader/alliance leader, I will be taught."

Lin Enshan nodded in relief, raised his hand to signal to his disciples that there is no need to be polite, then walked up to Zhou Yuheng with his hands behind his back, and asked kindly: "You are the young master of the Zhou family who travels and practices medicine all the year round? Your father has repeatedly Mentioning you to me, I value you very much in words!"

Zhou Yuheng bowed to the end, made a big salute, and replied modestly: "It's the boy. The boy's surname is Zhou and his name is Yuheng. He has been in the mountains and villages since he was a child, and his words are vulgar and meaningless. This is the first time I am involved in the rivers and lakes. Impulsive , alarmed the elders, and I feel deeply guilty. If there is any inappropriate behavior such as exceeding the rules, I ask Uncle Lin to enlighten me."

Lin Enshan stroked his short beard with a laugh and said, "Don't dare, Mr. Zhou is too modest. I heard that your excellent medical skills have been taught by the Patriarch of the Zhou family, and you have been promoted repeatedly in this martial arts competition, which shows that your martial arts are not bad. The martial arts righteousness has a talent like you born, I am very gratified!"

Zhou Yuheng is still modest: "The boy is careless, playful and active. He only sees a few things in the vast sea of ​​medical skills, and he is the last one in martial arts. He is ashamed to mention it. He really deserves such praise from uncle."

"In today's martial arts, there are many impetuous people and trendy people. It is rare to see young people like you who are full of knowledge and knowledge but are still reserved. You count as one, and Ran Feng counts as one. The future of the righteous way of martial arts may require I rely on you two a lot." Lin Enshan praised Zhou and Li, and at the same time turned his head and scolded Lin Jinqin, "An ancient saying goes: When you see a virtuous person, you think like one. You should hang out less with your cronies and friends, and you should spend more time with such people. Only by being close to the talented and talented people can you be a gentleman."

Lin Jinchen bowed his head and said yes, but the corners of his mouth curled slightly, his face full of dissatisfaction.

Li Ranfeng and Zhou Yuheng quickly said "don't dare".

"You and I are family friends. Since you deserve the title of 'uncle', then this old man has something from the bottom of his heart for you to consider."

Zhou Yuheng hurriedly asked the leader of the martial arts alliance to show him.

"Do not be too bright and clean. You need to know that if there is cleanliness, there will be filth and filth. Why not tolerate filth and filth, keep the clean in the turbid, and use bending as stretching?" Lin Enshan earnestly taught.

"Thank you uncle for your point, but in the world of life, one should straighten one's spine, be full of passion, look up to the sky, and not be ashamed of the ground. But be honest and open, with a clear conscience! The mud and the sand are all sinking?!" Zhou Yuheng replied bluntly, with burning eyes, as if his ambition had been ignited.

"Oh, young man!" Lin Enshan sighed and turned his back, as if he had some emotion, "That's all I said, but I sincerely hope that you can think carefully and act earnestly."

During the conversation with Zhou Yuheng, Lin Enshan waited for the elders of the respective leaders of the Wuyue Sword Sect to come.

Elder Huashan was usually used to bossing around, but at this time, he was humiliated under the door, and he was left alone for a long time. His face had already turned purple with anger, but because of his affection, he couldn't get angry at Lin Enshan in public.

Lin Enshan was the first to greet him with a smile on his face, confessed his crimes, and at the same time exchanged greetings: "I haven't seen Brother Zheng for a long time. I heard that in this Kunlun martial arts competition, your son is young and brave, and he shines brilliantly in the martial arts field. You really are like a tiger like a father without a dog!" Brother Zheng, what a blessing!"

Lin Enshan turned around and greeted the three juniors: "Why don't you come over and see Zheng Shibo soon? Brother Zheng is a master of martial arts palms of the Huashan School. The 'Fenshan Crushed Stone' palm practice is so superb that even Master Huijue of Shaolin is willing to bow down. You guys Junior, if you have any doubts about the palm technique, you might as well ask Zheng Shibo for advice, it will be of great benefit to your future practice..."

Lin Jinchen and Li Ranfeng hurriedly saluted respectfully, calling them "Uncle Shi".Zhou Yuheng was quite reluctant. He just opened the folding fan and wanted to sarcastically, but leader Lin grabbed the hand holding the fan and dragged him to Huashan Elder Zheng: "My nephew is from the Zhou family in the south of the Yangtze River. Although he doesn't know much about the rules, he is hard-working and studious. I also hope that Brother Zheng and other seniors in the world can give more advice and help the younger generation."

After finishing speaking, he pressed Zhou Yuheng and asked him to perform a big gift.

After taking such a big step, Elder Zheng of Huashan felt comfortable and refreshed, so he walked down steadily: "You are young and energetic! It is understandable. After all, we have all been young and frivolous. It's just that, it's the order of martial arts to kill people and pay for their lives, Mr. Zhou must not be impulsive and mistakenly help the bad guys, ruining this magnanimous rivers and lakes road!"

"You guys are really good..." "Shameless!" The second half of Zhou Yuheng's sentence stopped by Lin Enshan was completed by Chen Yushuang who rushed over.

"I've seen the shameless Zhengdao sect, but this is the first time I've seen such a shameless righteous sect like you! The decent image of the Huashan sect is really vivid. It can please yourself and entertain others... Sora, please teach us, it's really funny."

"presumptuous!"

Elder Huashan was so angry that his beard was shaking. He just raised his finger and was about to point at Chen Bashuang and scold him.Unexpectedly, the leader of the martial arts alliance was more impatient than him, and took the lead in speaking out, shouting and stopping Chen Yushuang's words.

"Don't dare to be presumptuous. The martial arts alliance has a great cause, and crushing a group of demon cult thieves to death is just like trampling an ant to death." Chen Jishuang jumped down from the high platform.On the left is the white tiger Bixian who is carrying the big ax of "Renchu", and on the right is Xieqiu, the acacia flower holding a fine steel bone fan.

More and more spectators gradually gathered in the periphery.

On the surface, the atmosphere at the scene was peaceful and peaceful.In fact, the two factions of righteousness and demons are secretly at war with each other, and they are coveting each other with ill intentions.

"Although I may not be a good person, I can't see a good person being wronged!

At the beginning, Huashan School inevitably affected itself, and drove out Song Tingjiu, who wholeheartedly resisted our sect and wanted to avenge his disciples.As a result, his family was ruined and his wife and children were separated.However, he was the first to spread rumors in the Jianghu, saying that he was born with evil spirits, punished his wife and restrained his son, and harmed his teacher.Yes or no?

Which Huashan Sect person dares to confront me! "

Chen Yushuang looked at all the disciples of the Huashan School with disdain, with seven points of evil and three points of hostility in his eyes.

Everyone in Huashan, none of them dared to confront each other, they just huddled together, relying on the strength of their numbers, they accused and insulted Chen Bashuang one after another.

"You are talking nonsense!"

"The Demon Cult demon is talking nonsense!"

"This is Huashan's housework, why should outsiders intervene!"

"The murderer pays with his life!"

"Bai Yuanfeng failed to lock up this mad dog after all."

"It was said earlier that the demon surnamed Song must have something to do with the Demon Cult. Looking at it today, it is indeed so!"

"Chen Xiaogou! Go back and lick your leader's open crotch pants... ah!"

No one saw how Chen Yushuang made the move. When he came back to his senses, the Huashan disciple named "Chen Xiaogou" had already covered his bloody mouth and fell to the ground, screaming indistinctly and rolling over.

Half of the tongue was thrown to the ground.

Chen Jishuang wiped the blood from the black blade of "Mieying" on the white tiger's white clothes: "Be careful what you say. I'm not Song Tingjiu, I can't stand other people's bad breath. Cherish your dog's life.

Song Ting wine, I appreciate it.I want to protect him.Who dares to touch him?Oh, just try it. "

"What nonsense are you talking to them? If it weren't for this unlucky rule, with this group of shameless people who are full of shit and bite back, I will definitely repair their necks one by one with an axe."

"You can't say that. It's better to make it clear. After all, oral karma is also a karmic obstacle. If he is killed by lightning, it must be understood." Hua Xieqiu's big fan whistled with the wind .

"Shameless monster! Pay back money for debts, pay for murder! How can our disciples of the Huashan Sect die in vain! Hand over Song Tingjiu! Give back my brother's life!" Zhang Songyue's junior sister trembled, her eyes were red and swollen, She was about to chop Chen Yushuang with a sword in her hair, but was forcibly held back by her sisters from the same school.

Chen Yushuang raised his eyelids lightly and looked at her from under his long eyelashes, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was asking her, and also asking other righteous sects on the scene: "The life of the righteous sect is human life, so the magic If you taught me, it’s not considered human life?” After thinking for a moment, he sneered, “I don’t want to cause trouble, don’t force me to kill people.”

Without looking at the others, he turned around and left first.

The members of the Devil's Cult consciously gave way to him, shouting excitedly, "Qinglong Envoy!"

Elder Huashan laughed back angrily, let out a contemptuous "hum" sound from his nasal cavity, hesitated again and again, but in the end he had neither the courage to step forward to stop Chen Yushuang, nor the ability to get someone out from Zhou Yuheng, so he could only stare viciously. Glancing at the leader of the martial arts alliance, he led the disciples away angrily.

Songshan Shaolin Elder walked slowly to Lin Enshan, bowed with one hand, and said the Buddha's name: "Amitabha Buddha. The monks are not for fame, but for demonstrating martial arts. Thanks to the guidance of the disciples of Bodhidharma Hall, this time they have gained a lot. The old monk will not continue to harass here, so he led all the disciples down the mountain. I hope Master Lin will take care."

Lin Enshan hurriedly cupped his hands in return, and said politely: "I'm not good at greetings, I hope Haihan."

The old monk, supported by more than a dozen monks, went down the peak: "If you have sentient beings, you will plant seeds, and the fruit will return to life. The common world delays blessings and misfortunes, and all appearances are false. Good, good."