The sword picks the wind and the moon

Seeing that Ye Feng was injured and stepped down by Ding Congshan, Jin Qiuyi didn't say a word.

People from other sects talked about it, and Zhong Ying, the witch religion, laughed and said mockingly: "It's interesting, it's really interesting."

The patron of Wuzong Island, Qin Xun, has superb secret skills and strong martial arts skills. He has always been introverted, so he took this incident calmly and did not react as violently as Zhong Ying, while Gu Dao The master's younger brother, Bai Buchen, the young master of Luojiabao in Mobei, smiled as happily as Zhong Ying, "This Ye Feng has a ghost in his heart. If he loses to Master Ding like this, everyone in the world will be a fool."

Gu Qinxuan said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, just watch it, don't talk too much."

Bai Buchen held his sword and made a face, "Anyway, I really hate people who don't take martial arts seriously. It's a good thing that Bi Fang didn't come today, or I would kill them all."

"Chen'er! It's not as simple as you think." Gu Qinxi frowned and said, "Ye Feng's martial arts foundation is solid. Although you have practiced swordsmanship, it doesn't mean you can beat him."

Bai Buchen snorted, "I will definitely not lose to him."

While the martial arts people were discussing privately, someone leaped onto the stage to challenge Ding Congshan with a light kung fu. As soon as this person took the stage, there was an uproar. Because his paintings are amazing and captivating, and his skills in making human skin masks are even more extraordinary. The world knows that his face is always changing, but the blood-kissing sword in his hand will never change.

Ding Congshan looked at Zhan He suspiciously, knowing that Ye Feng could defeat him by himself, why did he need to change at this juncture.

After Ye Feng's men helped him down, they retreated directly to Jin Qiuyi's side, Ye Feng covered his chest, and said in a deep voice: "My father said beforehand, don't hurt the people of Tianshan sect, leader, Ye Feng has lost his trust, so he can't kill him. "

Jin Qiuyi propped her forehead and said nothing.

But Mo Yun sneered, "In that case, it's fortunate that you were not asked to guard the last test, otherwise all previous efforts would have been wasted!"

Ye Feng said angrily: "What do you mean by that? Mo Yun! You are not qualified to say such things to me!"

Mo Yun put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "As far as the matter is concerned, the Xuanming Sect has the rules of the Xuanming Sect. You often don't take my senior brother seriously, but you have repeatedly ruined his big affairs, and the success is more than failure!"

Ye Fengqi took a deep breath, and when their eyes met, both of them were full of murderous intent, Jin Qiuyi put down the hand supporting his forehead, and in the other hand held the medicine bottle of vitality pill that Bi Liuhua gave him, and he played with the bottle in his hand , said casually: "You guys stop arguing, since Zhan He came on as a substitute, everything will be played by ear, Mo Yun, get ready my Flowing Frost Knife."

Mo Yun was surprised, "Brother?"

Jin Qiuyi said: "Next, take a good look at it. Love is a thing with a blade. Whoever touches it first will seal his throat with blood."

"Mo Yun, I don't understand." Mo Yun didn't understand the meaning of Jin Qiuyi's words, so Jin Qiuyi stopped talking and let him watch the martial arts competition.

Zhan He's swordsmanship is different from Ye Feng's arrogance and Shao Rou's subtlety. Zhan He's swordsmanship is illusory, and his sword moves change freely, just like a natural process. This sword technique is not only good, the word can be exhausted, Bi Liuhua looked very curious, Gu Qinxiong and Bai Buchen looked at each other in blank dismay.

Ding Congshan was able to resist at first, but Zhanhe killed more and more ruthlessly. His sword moves were very fierce and killed people. Ke Rong stared at Ding Congshan and Zhanhe closely. Pi Liuhua knew that Ke Rong was very nervous, and he was afraid of Ding Congshan. Congshan was injured. After all, Ding Congshan is his good friend, and Zhanhe has an extraordinary relationship with him.

"It's no wonder he can kill so many disciples of Tianji Peak in one night." Bi Liuhua sighed, "The martial arts secret book he picked up is second to none in the world."

Ke Rong's voice was calm, but his eyes still cared about Zhan He, "It's God's will to trick people, but fortunately, God's treatment of him is not ruthless."

Bi Liuhua said: "It doesn't matter if you have unique skills. It's not as comfortable as the pampered disciples on Tianji Peak back then. It's sad and lamentable. In just three years, he can practice the swordsmanship of heaven and earth to such an extent. He is a genius in martial arts."

As soon as Bi Liuhua's words fell, Zhan He wounded Ding Congshan, followed by a series of killing moves without giving anyone a chance to breathe, Ding Congshan was completely injured by his quick sword, and his clothes were stained with blood Hong, a girl from the Jianghu sect screamed in fright, Zhan He didn't blink his eyes, and swung his sword like cutting mud. He was insensitive, as if he had no humanity, and wanted to torture Ding Congshan to death.

Ke Rong jumped onto the ring without hesitation, and Gu Qinxiu also stepped onto the ring at this time. Gu Qinxiu rescued Ding Congshan who was under attack, while Ke Rong stood in front of Zhanhe with his whole body, and the two sides confronted each other.

Gu Qinxuan shouted lowly: "Shaoxia Zhan, you have to forgive others and forgive others, why do you kill like this!"

Zhan He put away his blood-kissing sword, and said indifferently: "He didn't admit defeat. The certificate of life and death said that only the dead are considered to have lost. What I want is to win this competition."

Ke Rong ordered Gu Qinxuan to help Ding down from the mountain, nodded and said: "I will continue to compete with you on his behalf."

"What sect and sect are you named after!" Zhan He said coldly.

"Under the Northern Sword League, Ke Rong of Tianji Peak, please teach Huaxian." Ke Rong greeted him with his sword in his arms. Zhan He looked at the sword in Ke Rong's hand and said calmly: "You alone represent Tianji Peak. I can't win by force. You go down."

No one understands that Zhan He would say such a thing. Ke Rong never thought that Zhan He would ask him to admit defeat before the fight. How could this be possible? Ke Rong was full of guilt and anxiety, and he was worried There is no good reward for killing too much, and I feel that I have failed Zhan He and his sincerity. They look at each other and cannot speak. If he can't give Zhan He an answer that is right for him, he will die in his hands. It might not be a good thing, Ke Rong couldn't kill Zhanhe to avenge the disciples of Tianji Peak, and he couldn't face the many undead on Tianji Peak, only he himself was the sinner.

Ke Rong smiled lightly: "Zhanhe, I never thought about going down when I came up, draw your sword."

Zhan He was still standing calmly, Ke Rong had already pulled out an ordinary sword, the seven kills were dead, and there was no famous soldier in the world who could fall into Ke Rong's eyes, so he would rather not use a sword, but a sword. Ordinary swords are enough to unleash joyful enmity.

Jin Qiuyi smiled lightly to see Zhan He not drawing his sword. The smile on his lips was not pleasant, but full of malice. Mo Yun held Jin Qiuyi's frost-flowing knife and was eager to try it. Jin Qiuyi looked at the sky and ordered Mo Yun to go Seeing Shao Rou, upon hearing Jin Qiuyi's words, Mo Yun didn't want to fight, put down the Liushuang knife and left.

Zhan He's helplessness with this sword is already overwhelming.

Zhan He's expression was cold, and he was eager to attack and didn't defend. It seemed that he wanted to force Ke Rong away as quickly as possible, but Ke Rong didn't give in at all, and went forward. Wall Liuhua has seen the winner and loser.

When the two swords collided, there was a hint of hesitation in Zhan He's eyes, and Ke Rong took the opportunity to send his sword up. Zhan He dodged and turned around to attack Ke Rong, but Ke Rong instantly resolved the crisis, and the two swords swung murderously. , but dragged his feet, Zhan He had the opportunity to subdue Ke Rong several times, but backed down when he sent the ultimate move, Ke Rong didn't care about winning or losing, he just wanted to die at the hands of Zhan He, so he did his best.

Bi Liuhua saw the clue and held the sword in his hand. Jin Qiuyi watched the change of Bi Liuhua's expression from a distance, and his palm hovered on the handle of Liushuang knife. In this crucial round of victory or defeat, Zhanhe is very important .

If Zhan He loses, the Xuanming Sect will be very dangerous, but it is almost impossible for Zhan He to lose. Just based on his swordsmanship against Ding Congshan, everyone can imagine how high Zhan He's martial arts are, unless Ke Rong's martial arts Diligent, but in the past three years, Ke Rong has no interest in martial arts affairs, and he has no interest in practicing martial arts, so winning or losing is a foregone conclusion, Ke Rong is so stubborn, he is just joking about his life.

Many people hoped that Ke Rong would admit defeat, until Ke Rong was hit by a sword, Zhan He was beaten, and he still took advantage of the victory to pursue. People who are greedy for life and fear of death will abstain from surrendering at this time. With Ding Congshan's tragic price in front, anyone can Guessing Zhan He's next move, but Ke Rong refused to admit defeat, he still insisted on fighting to the end.

Everyone was worried, but they didn't know that the cold murderous look in Zhan He's eyes turned into silent tenderness on Ke Rong's body, the sword in his hand was always hesitant for him, and the red wound on Ke Rong's body even pulled Zhan He's heart Heart, so that he can not concentrate on swinging the sword.

The love is true, the hurt is true, even though he was rejected by him, but also forgotten by him, Zhanhe still can't let go of the obsession in his heart even though he is no longer him. Farewell, but can't ask for it.

The two people who stopped suddenly made it impossible to guess what they were thinking. This is a contest between good and evil, and it is also a great opportunity for Tianji Peak to take revenge, but it always seems that something is missing, Zhan He said: "Ke Peak Lord, you have been injured."

Ke Rong said: "But I haven't fallen yet."

Zhan He looked at him calmly, "In this case, Zhan He can only offend."

I saw the sword's edge kissing the blood coming, the two faced each other, there was no more words, Zhan He's sword was more affectionate, Ke Rong's swordsmanship intersected with him, endlessly, everyone knew that this was Ke Rong's seven Killing Meteor swordsmanship, the sky was getting late, Zhan He forced Ke Rong down the ring inch by inch, but he was afraid of hurting Ke Rong, this battle was really hard to decide, one couldn't bear to kill, the other wanted to die, How to have both.

"Zhanhe!" Jin Qiuyi suddenly shouted in a deep voice, "Enough!"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhan He's expression hesitated, Ke Rong's sword move had already been made, and it was too late to withdraw the sword, Ke Rong's sword pierced straight into Zhan He's throat, when he came back to his senses, Zhan He moved to avoid it, but his hand was on Ke Rong Rong's sword, Ke Rong looked at him in disbelief.

Blood slowly dripped from Zhan He's palm, he looked at Ke Rong coldly, his internal strength soared, and he knocked Ke Rong off the ring with a single palm, and Wall Liuhua immediately jumped up to catch Ke Rong, and the two of them were graceful Landing on the ground, Bi Liuhua let go of Ke Rong, opened her fan and said with a smile, "Good work."

Zhan He threw away Ke Rong's sword, and said coldly: "He lost."

Zhan He's left hand was dripping with blood, Jin Qiuyi stood up and said, "Zhan He, come down."

Zhan He clenched his left hand tightly, with forbearance on his face.

Jin Qiuyi continued: "Fan Wei, you continue the martial arts competition instead of Zhan He."

Fan Wei came to the stage with a chuckle, even though Zhan He was unwilling, but he had made a mistake first, and couldn't bear to hurt Ke Rong, and now with the order of the leader, he had no choice but to step down from the ring.

Ke Rong looked at Zhan He's back worriedly, the blood in Zhan He's palm slowly dripped on the ground, Zhan He was a little desolate, that palm looked powerful, but it was just a blindfold, in the end it was Zhan He himself who hurt, This is why Ke Rong is not sad.

Seeing that Ke Rong couldn't hide his concern for Zhan He, Bi Liuhua burst out laughing, and said with a smile: "It's true that one thing falls one thing, it's a crime."

Ke Rong looked back at Bi Liuhua, "Did I hurt him again? How will Jin Qiuyi deal with him?"

Bi Liuhua shook her head and sighed: "That's all his own business, you're worrying too much. Jin Rong, Zhan He lost in this round. If it were someone else, you would be in danger."

"If it wasn't for him, why would I go up there." Ke Rong lowered his head and said in frustration: "Forget it, the ends of the earth, as long as I can compensate him, I am willing to trade my life for it."

Wall Liuhua hugged her fan, thinking, what people want is not your life, but your people and your heart, idiot.

After Fan Wei came to power, the heroes of the Quartet did not dare to come on stage again.

Seeing that no one came up to challenge, Jin Qiuyi said with a smile: "It's getting late, and you can't delay your time. Why don't you burn incense to count the time. After a stick of incense, if no one comes up to the stage, it's my Xuanming sect that wins, how about it?"

No one dared to touch Jin Qiuyi's meaning.

"Zhanhe, light the incense." After Jin Qiuyi ordered, he waited leisurely for others to go up.

Everyone's eyes were on Bi Liuhua, Gu Qinxun, and Tuoba Hong. Hope that the wall Liuhua shot.

"One monk has water to eat, two monks carry water to eat, and three monks have no water to eat." Bai Buchen looked at Gu Qinyi with a smile, "Today's martial arts competition is really full of masters, who is the master, who will be the master?" It’s really not martial arts.”

Gu Qinxun chuckled and said, "It's really wonderful. Even if the Xuanming Sect loses, it's not considered a disgrace to its reputation, but if it wins, the world will not be peaceful."

Everyone said that Bi Fang was evil, but Gu Qinxi felt that the four demons of the Xuanming Sect and Jin Qiuyi were the real demons. Judging from the sword posture of Zhanhe hurting Ding Congshan just now, he has mastered this abnormal sword technique Ye Feng's swordsmanship, Shao Rou's scheming, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

A stick of incense was about to burn out, and Wall Liuhua was still sitting firmly on Mount Tai. Finally, Tuoba Hong couldn't bear it any longer, he slapped the table and stood up, and said to Fan Wei who was on the ring, "Hahahaha, I heard that the source of your swordsmanship Faction in the South China Sea!"

Fan Wei cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Yinshan Shumo is not a member of the South Sea Sword Sect, but my master was once a small disciple of the South Sea Sect."

"Okay! Just based on your words, this king will come to learn your kung fu." After finishing speaking, Tuoba Hong jumped onto the ring. He has a majestic figure and noble aura in his movements. His arrogance is exposed, which makes people feel uncomfortable. Not in awe.

Wall Liuhua couldn't help but secretly rejoiced, luckily he held back and didn't take the initiative to go up.If he had been on stage, today's martial arts competition would have completely counted him in, not to mention hurting Qi Yang, but also compensation for himself.

Bi Liuhua's eyelids twitched violently. He always felt that his situation was not good. Looking at Jin Qiuyi again, he saw that Jin Qiuyi didn't watch the fight between Tuoba Hong and Fan Wei in the arena at all. He was holding the pill that Bi Liuhua gave him. Fascinated, it just so happened that Jin Qiuyi also raised her head to look at him at this time, a gentle smile appeared in her raised eyes, Bi Liuhua stared at him blankly, and smiled back unconsciously.

When someone came in to talk to Jin Qiuyi, Jin Qiuyi withdrew his eyes and went to talk to others.Bi Liuhua turned her face to the side with a face full of hell, and suddenly felt that she was laughing so stupidly just now, but Qiu Yi is really gentle, Bi Liuhua couldn't help propping up her chin with her palms, she was full of lovesickness, and he looked not far away The peach blossoms that popped out, I don't know whether it is joy or sorrow in my heart, but looking at his flirtatious features, he can be regarded as a passionate lover.

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