Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Feng Xinglie vaguely rejected Zong Yue's remarks.

Although he wanted to have a fair fight with Diao Piqing, but now he is here.

Instead, I felt like I had eaten a fly and wanted to vomit but couldn't spit it out. ..

However, for the sake of [Xie Yimen]'s face, he could only endure it and said proudly:

"I, a disciple of [Xie Yi Sect], should not be afraid of a battle!"

Zong Yue clapped his hands and said: "Okay, you are worthy of being the disciple of the sect master!"

"Strengthen the power of my [evil sect]."

[Xie Yimen] When everyone heard this, they all echoed loudly and praised Feng Xinglie.

"Mr. Murong, why do I think this seems to be a deliberate attempt to flatter Brother Feng?" Gu Qianlian turned her head and saw something was wrong.

Murong Fu nodded, he also felt that Zong Yue was not very friendly to Feng Xinglie.

But it's all a small scene right now, and a mere cunning person can't make waves.

"Brother Feng's marksmanship still needs a lot of practice."

"It will be good for him to meet more opponents."

Gu Qianlian said "Oh", she was not interested in fighting or killing.

On the contrary, ever since I was little, I have always hoped that I could marry a good man with my three sisters.

Although Diao Piqing was cruel, he didn't sense Zong Yue's intentions.

Instead, he believed that the other party wanted Feng Xinglie to step on him and gain a good reputation.

My heart couldn't help but feel warm and angry.

Immediately, his eyes were fierce and murderous, and he shouted:

"Stop talking nonsense and let Diao and Brother Feng play tricks!"

The words are not finished yet.

Pulling out the charm sword from the sheath, he raised the sword and slashed. The sword was cold and followed an arc.

Rowing towards Feng Xinglie with unparalleled ferocity.

Feng Xinglie's eyes narrowed and he raised his red gun to block it.

The two retreated at the first touch.

Instantly, it aroused the interest of everyone in the audience.

Because the one Yang Feng used before was also a spear.

He unconsciously compared the two.

Diao Piqing's sword slipped out of its sheath silently.

Like a poisonous snake slithering out of its secret cave and a sword unsheathed.

It turned into a ghost like blue smoke and swept towards Feng Xinglie in the blink of an eye.

Feng Xinglie saw that Diao Biqing's swordsmanship was so exquisite.

Immediately use [Liaoyuan Spear Technique].

The shadow of the gun dispersed and the cold light flickered.

It seems that he clumsily lifted it from bottom to top, using the length of the red spear to lift it towards Diao Piqing's sword-holding wrist.

Murong Fu nodded upon seeing this, Feng Xinglie could do it in such a short period of time.

See clearly Diao Piqing's moves and angles, and then counterattack.

As expected, a new rising star.

Diao Piqing's face turned cold.

Cover yourself ten feet to the right in front of Feng Xinglie.

The sword in his hand was hesitating like a poisonous snake, as if he wanted to stab him, but he seemed to withdraw it.

Totally mind-grabbing.

Feng Xinglie was calm and unaffected by Diao Piqing's sword skills.

When the spear and sword touch each other, use [Liaoyuan Heart Technique] to counterattack with strength.

Diao Piqing snorted coldly, his sword trembled, one sword turned into two swords, and the two swords turned into four sword shadows.

The four points of Feng Xinglie's eyebrows, left and right shoulder blades, and Qi sea under the abdomen are stabbed separately.

Feng Xinglie kicked hard, shouted loudly, and spun his hands at high speed.

Turned into a gun shield.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

The light of the gun and the blade of the sword clashed.

Murong Fu frowned slightly, as the saying goes, if you stay for a long time, you will lose.

Feng Xinglie and Diao Piqing were in the same state, and presumably their internal strength was almost the same.

If we continue to defend blindly, we will definitely fail miserably.

Once the mind moves, the spiritual consciousness is conveyed.

Fengxing Liezheng and Diao Piqing fought fiercely.

Suddenly, his whole body was shaken and he took half a step back.

When Diao Biqing saw this, he thought it was because Feng Xinglie's oil had run out.

He laughed loudly and poured his inner energy into the sword.

The sword shadow uses four transformations and eight transformations, hoping to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

Feng Xinglie took three more steps back, then swung the red gun around his waist.

The tail of the gun circled around his body and hit Diao Piqing three inches from the edge of the sword.

"Dang!"

Diao Piqing's wrist felt numb.

Charming Sword almost let go, so he quickly turned around and took a few steps back.

Feng Xinglie was able to breathe and immediately let out a loud roar.

The red gun in his hand went through thousands of changes, and the sky was filled with gun shadows, drawing Diao Piqing into it.

With a crisp sound of "Qiang", the red gun shot through the air.

Like a ray of starlight, it crashed into the Charm Sword with astonishing energy.

Diao Piqing immediately raised his sword to block him.

He slashed his sword several times and transformed into eight sword shadows, protecting his body's vital points.

Seeing this, Feng Xinglie stabbed him three times.

Diao Piqing was forced to retreat and resist.

Diao Piqing secretly said that something was wrong, and Feng Xinglie's every move seemed ordinary.

But they can all pierce wherever he can.

It made him feel irresistible.

Even though he was frightened, he knew that his momentum was broken.

Defeat was long overdue.

Feng Xinglie shouted: "Will Diao Piqing admit defeat?"

The gun wind hissed.

Diao Piqing frowned, and he swore that he had never been so embarrassed in his life.

Feng Xinglie's gun power blocked all his escape routes.

He gritted his teeth, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes:

"Since you want to die, Feng Xinglie, don't blame me!"

With a low drink, Diao Piqing's inner strength surged.

Draw a "ten" in the void.

[Phantom Cross Slash]

Feng Xinglie felt the power of this sword.

"Use [gunless force] to attack its center!"

At the critical moment, Murong Fu's voice appeared in Feng Xinglie's mind again.

Feng Xinglie's eyes flashed, and he instantly understood what Murong Fu meant.

The whole body's true energy is concentrated at the tip of the spear.

Then he suddenly moved forward and pointed in the middle of the word "ten".

"when!"

A metallic sound shook the entire place.

The "ten" sword energy was penetrated in a blink of an eye.

Diao Piqing screamed.

Like a broken kite flying to Taichung.

He never dreamed that he would lose to Feng Xinglie.

It was obvious that he had suppressed the other party before.

Why suddenly, Feng Xinglie seemed to be a different person.

Pressure yourself at every turn.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but spit out blood and stared at Feng Xinglie unwillingly.

Zong Yue was also stunned for a few breaths.

He couldn't believe that Feng Xinglie actually defeated Diao Piqing.

Obviously…

"Deputy Sect Master, can we pronounce the sentence?" Feng Xinglie put the red gun on the stage and asked loudly.

Zong Yue reacted and said with a smile:

"Haha, congratulations to Xing Lie for defeating [Phantom Master] Diao Piqing."

As soon as he said this, there was a burst of applause from the audience.

"Feng Xinglie is really powerful, he is worthy of being the disciple of "Evil Spirit" Li Ruohai. "

"His marksmanship is invincible and rare in the world."

"Haha, defeating the evil sect really helped us."

"The three evil caves are nothing more than that!"

…

Feng Xinglie felt somewhat shy when he heard this.

The reason why he was able to defeat Diao Piqing was because of Murong Fu's secret guidance.

But Diao Biqing's face was green and white.

I can't wait to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

Zong Yue looked at everyone, his heart was extremely complicated, he suppressed the thought of going to fight, and said:

"Everyone, does anyone else want to challenge Feng Xinglie!"

"If there is no one, the champion of this competition will be his."

Everyone in the audience looked at me and I looked at you and shook their heads.

Feng Xinglie and Diao Piqing are already considered the top experts of the younger generation.

If they go up there again, they are asking for trouble.

Zong Yue curled his lips and was about to announce that Feng Xinglie was the winner of this son-in-law selection competition.

But Feng Xinglie stood up first and said to the bottom of the competition stage:

"Everyone, before the competition, Feng said that I came to compete for my eldest brother."

"So...Miss Gu's ideal husband is my eldest brother!"