Fengguixu

"So it's Jiange's new head teacher." Chong Ling held his long sword straight and didn't return the salute. His expression was indifferent and quite arrogant. Although Brother Chang has never heard of it before, there must be something supernatural, if an expert asks, is there any reason why the poor should not?"

All the heroes in the audience listened to him talking with guns and sticks, and they all laughed secretly. They all knew that three of his proud disciples died at Jiange Xuanjing Peak, that he once came to the door with a coffin to ask for an explanation but failed, and was killed by a little-known The Jiange disciples were beaten so hard that they couldn't lift their heads, so they were naturally angry.At this moment, the enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other, all schools and factions don't show it on the surface, but they are all waiting to see the good show, and also waiting to see what the new Jiange head teacher has special skills.

Chang Xun was ridiculed, but he was neither humble nor condescending, and replied with a smile: "The Daoist praised it absurdly, Jiange and Chang Xun are ashamed."

Chong Ling snorted and sneered: "Dare to be dare to be, how dare not be? Isn't that little devil surnamed Shen from Jiange? Now he has caused a bloody storm in the world. First, he lost an arm to Zhu Zhuangzhu, and then attacked Palace Master Qiu to make him lose his arm." Seriously injured and still undefeated, everyone's face changes when they hear it, and they are terrified, so majestic!"

Under the bamboo hat, Shen Xu pursed his lips.

I can hear my name everywhere, which is new.

"The prestige is also the prestige of Shenxu, what has it to do with Jiange?" Chang Xun's face turned sullen, and he was eager to put aside the relationship, "Shen Xu murdered his master and betrayed his virtue, he has long been an abandoned disciple of Jiange, and in the future he will be a new trouble in the martial arts world It doesn't matter if you are a great hero or a warrior, they have nothing to do with Jiange! The Taoist priest and Shen Xu have some personal grievances, and they hope to resolve them in private. Today, the Zhengqi League is an alliance of blood and branches. It is to seek common ground while reserving differences. Now, the Taoist priest is so gossip and labeling, I'm afraid he won't be able to be the leader of this alliance of righteousness!"

The young man was a fledgling, and he retorted with no mercy.

Immediately, the audience exploded. Some said that Chong Ling didn't understand the general situation, and some said that Chang Xun was narrow-minded, and it was not lively to give pointers.

Chu Baoer swallowed her saliva, and squinted at the person beside her.

The person involved was very quiet and emotionally stable, as if he was not the one talking about the abuse.

Guys, maybe that's the basic quality of being a celebrity.

Suddenly someone from the edge of the school field lazily said: "Is it really easy for a martial arts genius like Shen Xu to come out? Let me see, without Shen Xu, Jiange will only be left with some useless crooked melons and cracked dates. I don't have the ability, I can only use my tongue quickly."

When the Jiange disciples sitting below heard it, they all drew their swords and shouted angrily: "Which one is talking?"

Chang Xun waved his sleeves and stood up on the stage, made a stop gesture, and said loudly: "Since there are heroes who think that there is only one abandoned disciple in the Jiange, then today I have no choice but to show my shame in public and gain a reputation for the Jiange."

The implication is that the battle against Chongling is already a sure thing.

Chong Ling has never received such contempt in front of people in his life, his scorched yellow and skinny face gradually turned red, his long white eyebrows stood upright, and he glared angrily: "Good boy, your tone is not small, and you say that you can't afford to be the leader of this righteous alliance. Let's see if you have the ability to do it!"

With a sharp flash of sword light, the long sword turned into a white rainbow and stabbed straight at Chang Xun.

Chang Xun drew his sword in an instant, with the sword in his chest, not in a hurry to parry.

I saw that Chong Ling's move was not old enough, he withdrew his momentum, the tip of the sword shook in mid-air, pulled out the sword flower, and changed his move to stab Chang Xun's left shoulder obliquely.

Only then did Chang Xun sweep his long sword upwards, using the move "Fan Ying Luo", the light of the sword trembled wildly, like shooting stars all over the sky, firmly sealing the upper plate.

Shen Xu watched the battle from a distance, and couldn't help nodding his head and smiling, this move "Fan Ying Luo" used to be Chang Xun's housekeeping skill, but after not seeing it for a while, Chang Xun made this move more proficient and accommodating, I think he practiced it a lot on weekdays.

For a moment, the scenes of my brothers practicing martial arts day and night, practicing swords, standing and meditating came to my mind. This is different from the past, things are different, and I can't help but feel a sense of sadness.

Both Jiange and Qingyun Temple are famous for their swordsmanship. Jiange's Yaojiao thirteen styles are superior in lightness and elegance, smooth rotation, and subtle hooks. When it is pleasing to the eye, it hides murderous intentions. The Chongling sword law is mixed with swordsmanship. The subdivision is clever, but it is more than majestic and domineering, and the moves are open and closed, like hundreds of rivers rushing into the sea, and the atmosphere is magnificent.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated their attention, they could only hear the sound of clanking and clanking, they couldn't see who was attacking and who was defending, and they didn't know how many moves they had pulled off in an instant.

"This kid really has a few brushes." Someone muttered in a low voice, thinking that they were evenly matched.

However, in the eyes of the first-class masters with vicious eyes, Chang Xun still lacked a lot of talent in terms of swordsmanship.Take the series of consecutive moves just now as an example, he finally used the "Hiding the World Golden Horse" move, this move is called "running away if you can't fight", but it's just because he changed the move complicated , while running away, he also played some gorgeous tricks, bluffing others so dazzled that they couldn't see it, so the defeat was not obvious.As long as it is disassembled further down, there are only a hundred tricks, and omissions will come out.

Naturally, Chang Xun also knew this very well, he couldn't compete with swords, but he had to win today.

Hearing the sound of "铛", the two swords clashed again. Chang Xun held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, exerted force with his wrist, and the body of the sword pressed against the edge of the Chongling sword. .

Chong Ling's long sword was temporarily suppressed, his left arm was circling, trying to break free from the sticky force on the sword, seeing the opponent's palm, his right palm was naturally pushed out, and he calmly met.

He fully thought that based on Chang Xun's age and qualifications, no matter how deep his inner strength was, he would not be much stronger.

There was a snapping sound, and the palms intersected.

Chong Ling let out a scream of "huh", and a soft and vicious palm force rushed towards him, forcing him to take several steps back, his chest was churning with blood, and he was horrified.Chang Xun took advantage of the victory and pursued, thrust forward with straight sword, rushed back with sword and slammed, the two swords collided like a gust of wind and rain, stabbing and swiping, the moves were so exciting, suddenly heard "chi chi chi chi "Three sounds, three gray butterflies flew up in the air, and after a closer look, it turned out that three pieces of fabric had been cut off from Chang Xun's sleeve.

Butterflies slowly circled down.

Chong Ling blustered, swung his sword fiercely, "Dangdangdangdang" was another three loud noises of cracking rocks, Chang Xun's strength in his hand was a little weak, the long sword was shaken out of his hand, flew straight into the sky, fell to the ground, and plunged into it. In the cracks of the black bricks, there was a constant trembling.

"it is good!"

The Taoist priests in the Qingyun audience cheered thunderously.

Chang Xun's face showed evil spirits, and he said in his heart, the stinky old man is too deceitful, and I will teach you to make a fool of yourself!

Taking advantage of the opponent's long sword stabbing him head-on, he suddenly lowered his body, pointed his toes, and passed through Chongling's arm, then braked sharply on his heels, turned around and turned around, and then struck back, stretching out his hand to slap Chongling's back heart.

"Papa papa", urged three palms in a row, and each palm was full of strength. After he learned the Douzhuan Dafa taught by Qiu Chaosheng himself, he absorbed the power of hundreds of people within a month. The internal strength now is incomparable. .Chong Ling's body shook violently three times, he spurted out a mouthful of bloody arrows, staggered a few steps forward, his face turned like gold paper in an instant, and his eyes rolled upwards.

Originally the outcome was already decided, but Chang Xun didn't hold back, and snatched Chongling's sword with his hands, his eyes were fierce, and he wanted to stab him right through.

When the heroes saw the two of them fighting for life and death, their eyes widened and their hearts shuddered.

In the middle of the long sword's momentum, several voices sounded at the same time—"Master Chang, please be merciful!" "Don't hurt people!" "Amitabha!"

From the corner of the eye, a monk came side by side, and the yellow-robed Taoist pointed his sword together. He flicked the long sword in Chang Xun's hand with both fingers, and cut it along Chang Xun's arm, stabbing him at the throat.This move of bombing, cutting and stabbing was done in one go, and it stopped abruptly when the fingertips were only an inch away from Chang Xun's throat.

Chang Xun floated away, slid more than ten feet away, and squinted coldly: "Is the head of Chongyun coming to make gestures too?"

Chong Yunzi supported the precarious Chong Ling with one hand, and said angrily: "We've learned martial arts, we've done it, why are we so vicious?"

Shi Yuan, who came up to the stage together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, with a slight worry on his brows: "It's human nature for a benefactor to be young and vigorous, but you still need to be careful. Wouldn't it be contrary to the original intention to form an alliance?"

Chang Xun was very angry at first, but when he struck out, he became violent and extreme. Now he calmed down, his complexion changed from cloudy to cloudy, and finally he put his hands together and bowed to Chongyun: "Swords have no eyes, fight to the point of joy, Casualties are unavoidable, I did not do it intentionally, if there are mistakes, please forgive me by the real master and the holy monk."

Hearing this in a daze, Chong Ling felt that he was showing off, and when he regained his breath, he struggled to push away Chong Yunzi, swallowed the blood foam in his mouth, and said forcefully: "Brother, sect master, don't talk too much, this alliance... The position of the leader is basically whoever has the ability to sit, the punching skills are not as good as others, if you lose, you lose, no wonder, thank you Chang Zhang for not killing you."

"The Taoist priest speaks seriously. I'm just lucky enough to win a half move. I'm really scared." Chang Xun quickly replied.

After Chong Ling finished speaking, he waved his hands and closed his eyes, his face was ashen and defeated.

The heroes saw that he could afford and let go, and that he really had the demeanor of a martial arts master, and they couldn't help admiring him secretly.

The two fought, Chong Ling was helped off by Shi Yuan, Chong Yunzi turned around and stood still, his old eyes narrowed slightly, and he said slowly: "I have heard for a long time that the Sword Pavilion's Life and Breath Art is profound and mysterious, and I can see it today, and it really lives up to its reputation. It's embarrassing to say, this The first time I went out of the customs, Pindao wanted to talk to the old hero Feng, but I didn't expect that the sky would be jealous of the genius, mediocre people like me, who are still living in the world, but the old hero Feng has reached the bliss early, which makes people feel sad. Luckily, Yufeng is an old hero who is very talented, and he wants to ask for advice on two tricks rashly, and I hope Chang will teach him everything."

He wholeheartedly thought that Chang Xun's deep inner strength was the true inheritance of the "Feng Wu Kui" formula of life and breath. In his life, he regarded Feng Wu as a rare and respected opponent, and what he thought about day and night was how to defeat the opponent. For him, it is really a great regret in his life, but fortunately, Feng is not as good as his successors, if he can defeat Feng not as good as his apprentice, his life will not be in vain.

But Chang Xun thought that he was going to avenge the three palms and vent his anger on Chong Ling's behalf. He was extremely alert at the moment, and he was really afraid that Chong Yunzi would kill him in the name of a martial arts competition. , who did he turn to for reasoning?He stood silent for a long time, but didn't answer.

Chong Yunzi asked twice, and when he asked the third time, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chang Xun couldn't get off the tiger, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "So, this junior will have to offend!"

Pre-emptively strike, strike with palm.

Chongyun raised his palm upright on his chest, moved his feet slightly, swung the palm, and made a sword with the other hand and two fingers, stabbing Chang Xun's wrist.

Hearing the sound of "嗤", a strong and upright internal force rushed in from the Yangchi point on the wrist.

Chang Xun let out a muffled groan, suddenly felt that the itching all over his body was unbearable, he naturally concentrated his energy to resist, stretched out his hand to break Chongyun's finger sword, and Chongyun secretly increased his palm strength.

With such two phases and one force, Chongyun's whole body was shaken suddenly, and he felt that the internal force was continuously flowing out, and he couldn't stop it, his face changed greatly: "You, let go!"

It was only then that Chang Xun realized that he had unknowingly used the Douzhuan Dafa to absorb Chongyun's inner strength, and he was overjoyed, if he could take the old man's inner strength as his own, wouldn't it be of great help to himself ?

Immediately resisting the pain and itching in the eight meridians of the extraordinary meridian like ten thousand ants gnawing at them, he desperately pressed Chong Yun's hand.

Chong Yun was eager to break free, and patted Chang Xun's abdomen with his other hand.Relying on his status, he had no intention of taking Chang Xun's life, so he was very slow to strike, hoping that Chang Xun would withdraw his hand to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, Chang Xun didn't dodge or retreat, stood still, it was too late to close his palm at the cloud, and he slapped his Tianshu acupoint with his palm.

As soon as he touched it, another burst of internal energy rushed out.

Chang Xun snorted, with a smirk on his face.

Chong Yun felt that this matter was absurd, and beads of sweat slowly appeared on his forehead. He suddenly remembered that in the legends of the Jianghu, there is an evil technique that can absorb the internal energy of others to fill his own body. In the past, he only regarded it as this It's a joke, it's unimaginable, and one day he will actually meet him!Could it be that Jiange's breathing formula is such an evil skill?The situation was so critical that he didn't have time to think about it, in order to keep the sea of ​​energy, he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.But there is an extremely strong sticky force in the palm, even if I don't exercise my energy, my internal energy is gradually sucked away, but at a slightly slower speed.

Seeing that the two of them were nailed to the same place at the beginning of the fight for some reason, the audience thought they were fighting each other's internal strength. Chang Xun's face was glowing red, while Chong Yunzi was sweating profusely and looked painful.

Not long after, Chang Xun's head was covered with white mist, his long beard trembled wildly, and the muscles on his face twitched, vaguely unable to hold on.

Everyone was shocked that Jiange, the young head teacher, had such deep inner strength!

"Hiss - what do you think they are doing there without moving..." Chu Baoer stared at it for a long time, unable to figure out what she was thinking, and turned to ask Shen Xu.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Shen Xu's brows like frost and snow. He froze for a moment, and then blinked again. Shen Xu had already shaken his clothes, and inadvertently, the green shirt had already swept onto the competition field. His figure was so fast that he really If you go to Yafa, you will be like a dragon.

Everyone saw a cyan figure suddenly appear between Chang Xun and Chongyun. The man raised his scabbard and tapped each of Chang Xun's wrists, then grabbed Chongyun's shoulder with one hand, lifted him up, and landed lightly on the ground. Thirty feet away.

Chang Xun only felt that the internal force being absorbed by both hands was interrupted by a sudden force, and his arms dropped down involuntarily.At this time, because he had absorbed too much internal energy from Chongyun, his whole body was irritated, the sea of ​​qi was churning, and the zhenqi continued to expand and bulge, as if it was about to break through his chest and burst out.Suddenly, his complexion changed slightly, and he let out a loud yell, his voice was like a bell, and then he stood up, tore his clothes, and ran wildly on the stage with his chest bare, his figure swaying from side to side, left and right, with strong lightness kung fu , like a monster.

The appearance was steep, and the audience was sensational.

"Here, what's going on here?"

"A troublemaker is here! Catch the head of Chongyun!"

"It's a competition of internal strength, and it was interrupted so hastily. Seeing the situation of Master Chang, could it be that he has lost his mind and gone mad?"

The Taoist priests of Qingyun Temple and the disciples of Jiange couldn't help but rushed to the stage.

"Master, Master! Stop!" The Jiange disciples chased Chang Xun and ran all over the field, using all kinds of grasping hands, but they still couldn't catch them.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

"I also ask the layman to return me to the Master Guan Sect Master."

"Monster! Why is Uncle Chongyun unconscious!"

The Taoist priests of Qingyun Temple all raised their eyebrows and pointed their swords at Shen Xu, asking him to hand over.

Surrounded by countless long swords, Shen Xu turned a blind eye to it, grabbed Chongyun's wrist, checked his pulse, and confirmed that Chongyun's life was safe, but most of his true energy had been consumed, and his cultivation was in vain.

Is it still too late?He pondered to himself, Qiu Chaosheng was not a good person, why did he teach Chang Xun Douzhuan Dafa for no reason?Isn't this Douzhuan Dafa only used to take women's internal strength? Why did Chang Xun use this trick against Yunzi just now?What is the plan in the middle?

When the tide of thought was surging, I heard someone sternly shouting in my ear: "Thief! What are you doing against Master Yun!"

Shen Xu raised his palm and gently pushed Chongyun's back, returning him to the Taoist priests, and said calmly: "Don't be nervous, he just spent a lot of internal energy and passed out temporarily."

The words are more or less covered up by Chang Xun.

The Taoist priests rushed to catch Chongyun, still staring at him and refusing to retreat. Someone from the audience asked, "Who is your brother? Why are you here to make trouble? Is it an enemy or a friend?"

Shen Xu said: "I don't intend to make trouble, and I don't make enemies."

"Okay, if that's the case, then we are friends! Please take off the bamboo hat and let everyone recognize your brother's face!"

"Yeah, what kind of man are you to be secretive?"

"This contest was interrupted by him, who will win?"

At this time, there was a lot of voices, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at Shen Xu.

Shen Xu's hand holding the sword moved his fingertips, thinking about how to get out.

"Huh? Isn't this Hero Shen Xu?"

He only heard a lazy and gorgeous voice approaching from far away, and drifted towards him in a few breaths, Shen Xu was shocked all over, and stood still, when the other party raised his hand, the bamboo hat on his head was taken off.

As the daylight faded, a familiar face came up to him, smiling broadly, overjoyed: "Brother Xu, it really is you! I miss you so much after a few days away, how can you be well?"

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