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"Since there is no one in the Yang family, let's hand over the Four Seasons Sword Manual." Seeing this, Hu Bugui pretended to find a step down by himself, and said first.

"Who said there is no one in the Yang family? Isn't there a new uncle sitting here?" Jun Wuyi folded his fan and pointed, and said a word lightly, but everyone was stunned, and then his eyes focused on Shan Simiao who was at the side. body.

Shan Simiao couldn't stand it anymore, and gave him a hard look.

This guy actually watched a good show, but he couldn't enjoy watching it after the performance, so he even appointed him to make up a play.This trouble was because Yang Yingsong was afraid that it would be difficult for him to let him go.

Everyone saw that the new uncle of the Yang family was that strange red-faced boy, and laughed again.

Shan Simiao looked cold, staring at "Jiang Yingying" in the distance.I saw that guy came over with a smile, and dragged him onto the stage without saying a word.

"Yes, I see, this new uncle is a young talent."

"..." Shan Simiao pressed his twitching temple, and Meng Yunting on the side also stared blankly.

These one and two are all demons, and Shan Simiao looks like a young talent, so to say that he looks like a person is a compliment.

"Miss Jiang, this martial arts competition is no joke. Don't say that Shan Simiao doesn't know my Yang family's sword skills, even if he..."

"Brother Yang, how do you know he can't?" It was Jun Wuyi who spoke, and he was not only shaking his fan, but also raised his legs, wishing to follow Yuchanzi's words and praise Shan Simiao again .

But from Shan Simiao's point of view, the two of them clearly intended to push him out to be taken advantage of by this big tree.He only wants fame, wealth and benefits for Si Miao, but he just doesn't want the limelight that comes from nothing.

"I think he is very talented." Jun Wuyi continued.

Seeing Jun Wuyi, the people present seemed convinced that this kid was capable, who dared to say no, Yang Yingsong and Hu Bugui didn't look well, but they felt a little uneasy.

If it was said that they didn't pay much attention to this single Simiao at the beginning, it was because they regarded him as Changshengmen and Jun Wuyi as a substitute for the dead ghost, but now it seems that they were wary of the wrong person.

Shan Simiao's head is suffering from severe headaches, he has arranged a good show, and if they disturb him, even if he wins today, he will not get any good results.

It's hard to get off a tiger, I'm afraid that's what I'm talking about.

After receiving the long sword handed over by the servant, Shan Simiao simply held a sword flower, but Yang Yingsong's face on the stage became a little colder.

The sword formation in the secret room is much more realistic than any sword manual.

Hu Bugui stood facing him, and suddenly felt that this kid was a little familiar, but he had no image of him except in the secret room, and with such a strange-looking person, it was impossible not to remember him when he met him, and he felt a little bit in a moment unpredictable.

Shan Simiao didn't care whether he remembered it or not, but he still remembered clearly that revenge.Although it was a blessing in disguise, it also made him suffer a lot.When it comes to holding grudges, Shan Simiao has always been very small-minded.That's why this attack is the most ruthless sword move.

Hu Bugui felt that the whole person disappeared from the field of vision in a blink of an eye, he was horrified, and immediately held his breath and concentrated his breath, and the opponent's blow of Jiang Feng Yuhuo had already attacked behind his back, the wind of the sword was rustling, leaving no trace.

Fortunately, he was quite familiar with the Four Seasons swordsmanship, he turned his head and raised the saber to block it, and with a ding, his tiger's mouth went numb from the shock, and his heart was even more shocked.

At such a young age, with such internal strength and speed, he will surely become a great weapon in the future.

Everyone in the audience was intimidated by Shan Simiao's move. The Yang family's Four Seasons swordsmanship is based on the four seasons reincarnation, both fast and slow, with many changes, and even a lot of elegance. Every move can dance with some poetic charm.But Shan Simiao in front of him just left those tricks, just like removing the cumbersome branches and leaves, leaving only the most vital and deadly essence, which is faster and more effective.

The two have gone through a dozen or so strokes, but they are evenly matched.Yang Yingsong's knuckles, which were pinching the wheel rails, gradually began to turn white, and his facial expression changed from the usual gentleness to a gloomy and frightening one.

Hu Bugui on the stage gradually became irritable at this time, and his shots became more ruthless, sparing no effort.Shan Simiao's Four Seasons swordsmanship was a half-baked one, but he gradually began to feel powerless after being so forced by him.The opponent swept the ground and attacked his lower body, Shan Simiao stood up, with the tip of the sword facing down, and suddenly danced a move that shook the nine heavens.

Although he is not as powerful as Yang Yingsong, he has learned a lot.

Hu Bugui was shocked, and he raised his saber to block it, but it was too late, he simply made a desperate fight, swung the blade horizontally, and stabbed Feng Luo Chuyao directly between the opponent's waist and abdomen.

In an instant, the other party disappeared.

Hu Bugui raised his head in disbelief, could this person still be able to juggle, just now in mid-air, no matter how fast he moved, he couldn't disappear in front of his eyes.

It didn't disappear, but it rose two feet higher.What kind of strange lightness skill is it to be able to raise one's breath in the air where there is no leverage?

Hu Bugui didn't have time to think about it, when he saw the opponent's figure again, the opponent had already changed his moves.

The geese fall in Pingqiu? ? !It's my own knife technique!

Yanluo Pingqiu... It was Yanluo Pingqiu again... Hu Bugui was hit by a blow and fell to the ground, his eyes widened in disbelief, but he suddenly thought of someone.

A few months ago, there seemed to be such a wild boy from the countryside who easily used a sword technique that he never taught, but he clearly remembered that the boy had no internal energy, and even his meridians were shattered by his palm .

"The winner has been decided." Shan Simiao stood with his sword up, looking at Hu Bugui who had been stabbed in the chest by him on the ground.

Hu Bugui is destined to lose today in Japan. To him, there is no difference between losing once and twice, but he never thought that he would lose in the hands of this kid and his own moves.

This sense of absurdity really made him unacceptable, he barely propped himself up, and flew away with his feet hurt.

"Okay!!" Yuchanzi was the first to applaud, followed by applause. This battle was not only beautiful, but wonderful.

"Amitabha, this benefactor can achieve this attainment at a young age, and he will definitely not be a fish in a pond in the future."

Everyone present, even Mrs. He Yuan, all looked at this strange new son-in-law with admiration.But Shan Simiao didn't care about the admiration of these people. What he cared about most now was Yuchanzi and the Longevity Gate.

He raised his eyes to look at the woman, and saw that she was looking at him with special meaning. In that gaze, there was no calculation that a teenage girl should have.

After winning the competition, the next step is to settle the Yang family's muddled account.

"Girl, why are you here? Now, can you explain it?" The old man who spoke first was Ouyang Sheng, the head of the Kongtong faction. When Kongtong fought Wuxiang Palace 20 years ago, he almost Most of the disciples of the sect were lost.

"Yes, I'm from the Changshengmen." Yuchanzi said without changing his expression.

As soon as the people below heard her admit it, they were even more convinced of what she said, as long as they got the blood glaze, they would live forever and have an everlasting appearance, and more people began to move around.

"The reason why I appeared in the Yang family today is because Yang Yanfeng and I are old friends."

"Hero Yang knew the witch from the Longevity Gate? Is it true or not?"

"What kind of old friend, I didn't see that this girl doesn't behave like a girl, I'm afraid she is a confidante."

"Yes, yes, I heard that this member of the Longevity Sect has a good face, maybe she is already in her sixtieth age."

Shan Simiao twitched his eyebrows when he heard that, these people really have no morals.

"The blood glaze was given to Daxia Yang by the Changshengmen that day. He is a true hero and has never done anything like stealing."

"Amitabha."

Shan Simiao sighed regretfully seeing that she still did not forget to save Yang Yanfeng's reputation at this time.

"Since you said that Xue Liuli is in the tower, why did you have to wait until the night of the Shangyuan, and take us in today to have a look, wouldn't the truth be revealed?"

Yuchanzi glanced at Kang Liu, and said, "What's the hurry, it's useless to go today, that thing will only be useful when the night of the new moon and the yin and yang meet, and it will be given to you at this time." , you can’t use it, you can’t use it.”

"This..." Upon hearing this, everyone nodded their heads, convinced.

"I said earlier that Zhongyuan Jiaye will know all the reasons after a few days. If you are interested, you might as well stay and find out. Today, my aunt is exhausted, so you can do your own thing." Yu Chanzi said He took a deep breath, waved his sleeves, and really led people to the guest room.

But the strange thing is that Yang Yingsong didn't stop her.

"Brother Shan, do you know that she is from the Longevity Sect?" Yang Yingsong once again pointed the finger at Shan Simiao.

Sure enough, the tree attracts the wind...

"Heh, who told you that we are with her? Your Yang family is really shameless. We just helped you win the competition. Now you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge?" Before Shan Simiao could answer, Meng Yunting robbed him , look at him like that, like a hen protecting its cubs, Shan Simiao felt amused.

"I never said that you were with her, I just asked, do you know her identity." Yang Yingsong laughed.

"You!" Meng Yunting fell into his verbal trap, and naturally had nothing to argue with, while Shan Simiao, who was at the side, didn't bother to argue at all, seeing Meng Yunting pinch his thigh fiercely.

"Hiss—what are you doing?"

"You've been targeted by others, and you don't even let a fart go!" Meng Yunting said angrily.

"...What do you want me to say?" Shan Si asked in a low voice.

"What do you say to relieve your anger! Aren't you very airy when you run on me!" Meng Yunting was so angry that his nose was smoking, and just about to pinch him again, he opened his mouth leisurely.

"I remember... It seems that if you win the competition, you will be the head of the Yang family, right?"

……

The silence, the silence, the successive accidents made everyone almost forget this incident, but the facts are now in front of them, and they can't admit it or not.

It's just that Yang Yingsong didn't expect that he would have the courage to say that this kid is by no means an ordinary person.

"Brother Shan's appetite seems to be too big." Yang Yingsong said in a deep voice.

"I don't really have a big appetite, but someone insisted on feeding me." Shan Simiao spread his hands and said helplessly.

Jun Wuyi on the other end burst out laughing when he heard it, and then his chuckle turned into a big laugh, his peach eyes almost bent into crescent moons.

"Interesting, brother Yang, your aunt is so interesting." Jun Wuyi stood up, stopped laughing after a while, put his hand on Shan Simiao's shoulder, and said, "If I was a woman, I would definitely Marry him once."

"..." I can't stand you like this, Shan Simiao thought to himself.

"Young Master Jun..." Yang Yingsong frowned, but seeing Jun Wuyi withdraw the teasing from the corner of his eyes, he yawned, "I'm exhausted today, what's the matter, let's discuss it tomorrow."

"Brother Shan, I'm optimistic about you, don't let me down." Picking the other's chin to tease him a bit, then turned and left. Seeing him leaving, Shan Simiao took Meng Yunting back.

As soon as everyone saw that today's protagonists had left, they left separately, leaving only Yang Yingsong staring at the few people and the corpse left on the stage with a gloomy expression.