The heavens begin with the rescue of Mrs. Yue

He looked at Yue Buqun and Mrs. Yue, and finally cast a glance at Song Ning, feeling that he was really unlucky in his trip today.

Lu Bai coughed dryly, breaking the quiet atmosphere, and said with a dry smile: "Hahaha, Brother Yue is indeed a young hero. I just missed it just now, and now I have to pay for the little brother. It's Lu You have eyes but no eyes, don't worry about Song Shaoxia!"

As he spoke, he cupped his fists at Song Ning as an apology.

He added: "Song Shaoxia has good martial arts at such a young age. My senior brother will definitely like it. If you have a chance in the future, you can go to Songshan Mountain and let Lu be a landlord!"

"Master Lu is too polite!"

Song Ning responded, and said with emotion in his heart, the old Jianghu is the old Jianghu, what is face?After these words, not only did I have no reason to move towards him, but this guy also showed the intention of wooing him!

No wonder Zuo Lengchan can become bigger and stronger. With such a strong subordinate, can he be stronger?

After Lu Bai finished speaking, he stopped talking, but today's goal has not been achieved.

He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Buping next to him.

Feng Buping's mind has recovered from the shock of Song Ning's palm at this moment. Although there was a little twists and turns in seizing the master today, the master should still be seized.

While Lu Bai was speaking, he was calculating what to do and how to say it next, looking for a suitable opportunity to speak.

At this moment, seeing Lu Bai looking at him, anger appeared on his face again, he sneered, looked at Yue Buqun, Mrs. Yue and Song Ning: "Song Shaoxia's martial arts are really strong, but..."

"The Huashan sect and several major sects are collectively called the 'Five Sacred Sword Sect'. The sword sect naturally wants to practice swords. Senior Brother Yue only cares about his disciples' internal skills and palm skills, but they don't learn swords. Isn't it like a demon?"

Yue Buqun was about to speak up to fight back, but Song Ning said: "Mr. Feng's words are too much. Swordsmanship is an external study, qigong is an internal study, and both internal and external can be cultivated, and martial arts can achieve small success. If you only blindly practice Practicing swordsmanship will pale in comparison to the masters of the inner family."

After listening to the apprentice's words, Madam Yue nodded towards him, her eyes showed admiration, obviously approving that he was right.

Yue Buqun thought, "Ning'er actually said what I wanted to say!"

And Feng Buping sneered again after listening to Song Ning's words: "Brother Yue, your little apprentice has such a powerful mouth!"

"I didn't say that we only practice swordsmanship and not qigong. It's just that the authentic martial arts of our Huashan School is swordsmanship. You teach your apprentices to practice one thing for a while, and another for a while. In the end, they can't practice any one well. , that is really a disaster for the younger generation, and the poison is infinite!"

Hearing Feng Buping's words, Yue Buqun was about to say "the poison is endless, that's not necessarily true".

But at this time Song Ning said again: "Feng Buping, what are you farting? I think you are poisonous!"

In Song Ning's view, this letter of injustice is just arguing, and it is meaningless to talk nonsense with this kind of person.

Feng Buping was furious immediately, and the dwarf next to him, Cheng Buyou, also jumped up, pointing at Song Ning: "Boy, do you really think that I, a member of the Sword Sect, are afraid of you?"

Others in the room couldn't help laughing, including the disciples outside the door and Yue Lingshan and Mrs. Yue inside the door.

Mrs. Yue always felt that her husband was too gentlemanly, and often dealt with people in a gentlemanly way, so she had to be angry with herself. Now that she had an apprentice like Song Ning, she really gave her a lot of anger.

Seeing other people laughing, Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou became even angrier.

Cheng Buyou jumped up and down, as if he couldn't help but want to make a move.

But Song Ning wanted to do it a long time ago. After he scolded Feng Buping for being poisonous, he stepped forward and looked at the two of them: "I have also heard about the dispute between sword and qi in Huashan. Your sword sect was defeated by Qi sect. If you are defeated, you will automatically withdraw from the Huashan faction, and now you are fighting for the position of leader, isn't it a little shameless?"

Cheng Buyou said: "It was true that the sword sect and the qi sect fought back then, but who saw the defeat of the sword sect? As a disciple of the sword sect, why didn't I know? You qi sect played tricks and took the position of the master , this account should be settled!"

"Senior Brother Yue, you'd better give up the head of the sect today obediently!"

After saying that, the shadow of the sword flashed, and Cheng Buyou's body swayed, and he had come to Yue Buqun, and he struck out four swords in an instant.

He aimed to show off Yue Buqun's power, these four swords did not hurt anyone, they stuck to Yue Buqun's skin, passed through his clothes, and pierced eight holes in Yue Buqun's clothes.

Every sword is exactly the same.

Seeing this exquisite sword move unique to the Sword Sect, all the disciples couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Brother Cheng, my humble husband always sees you as guests coming from afar, and keeps accommodating them. You have already stabbed him four times with swords. If you don't know how to do it again, no matter how much the Huashan School respects guests, there will always be a limit."

At this time, Mrs. Yue stood up, her eyes were cold, she looked at Cheng Buyou.

Cheng Buyou smiled triumphantly: "Why are you a guest from afar, and you keep letting me go? Mrs. Yue, you only need to defeat my four sword techniques, and Cheng will go down the mountain obediently immediately, and will never dare to take a step up the Jade Girl Peak again."

Things have developed to this point, looking at the situation in front of him, Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief, finally reached the point where he can go to war!

He glanced to the side and saw Mrs. Shi Niangyue's chest rising and falling, holding the sword in her hand, she was already ready for a duel, and said immediately: "Wait a minute, Master."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's focus turned back to Song Ning.

Song Ning looked at Cheng Buyou, with a deliberate sneer on his face, and said: "Mr. Cheng's swordsmanship is very good. In my opinion, this is just a third-rate swordsmanship. What kind of superb swordsmanship is it?"

"What did you say, kid?" Cheng Buyou was furious.

Song Ning continued to ridicule: "I said that this sword technique is a third-rate sword technique, and I can't do three tricks under my hands."

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Before the words were finished, with a whoosh, Cheng Buyou's sword rushed towards him!

As a master of Jianzong, Cheng Buyou's swordsmanship is naturally much better than Lu Lianrong of the Hengshan School.

Seeing his sword stabbing out, there was a sharp scream in the air.

Like a white rainbow, the sword's edge pierced Song Ning's chest swiftly and recklessly.

When other people saw this sword, they all thought that Song Ning might not be able to dodge such a powerful sword.

Madam Yue, Yue Lingshan and the others even had worried looks in their eyes.

But just when Cheng Buyou's sword was about to stab Song Ning, Song Ning's figure flickered suddenly, and Ti Yun moved to perfection, and his whole body disappeared suddenly.

Cheng Buyou was shocked immediately, he looked left and right, but Song Ning was nowhere to be seen.

Others in the arena were also stunned, such a strong lightness kung fu and body technique requires first-class masters to do it.And the young man in front of him is only about 20 years old, which is really unbelievable.

"Junior brother, be careful! He's behind you!"

Feng Buping suddenly made a sound.

Cheng Buyou immediately turned around.

Sure enough, Song Ning was behind him, and he was about to thrust out with his straight sword.

But seeing Song Ning's right hand flicker, a huge force was born on the right palm, changing endlessly, it seemed that more than a dozen palms were hitting him!

"What kind of palm law is this?"

Lu Bai, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, felt the impact of the palm force, and stood up in shock, thinking in his heart: "This palm technique may not be comparable to Senior Brother's Ice God Palm!"

Song Ning acted as if he had never heard of it, so he ignored it, and shouted: "Go!"