A group of people came to the belly of the ice cave. But look at the ice pendant as thick as a child's arm hanging on the dome of the abdominal chamber. Under the light of the fire, the colored light flows like crystal.
It turns out that this place is the cemetery of the Bashan sect. No wonder everyone felt a ghostly atmosphere when they walked in. Looking around, there are hundreds of ice coffins placed neatly in the semicircular venue. In front of each ice coffin stands a life-size iceman, whose appearance is recreated based on the appearance of the deceased. There is a disk embedded in the chest, with the name of the deceased written on it.
Everyone slowly came to the two coffins. Bashan Dizi took off the coffin lids, only to see the couple, with a little white frost on their faces.
Feng Yuchun naturally brought Xiao Yunfan's sword, and everyone had seen the width of the sword's blade before examining the injury. Martial Master Qi stared at them for a long time, then he couldn't help but shake his head and said: "No, no. Now that their wounds have been frozen, it is inevitable to be wrong when considering this."
Tong Qianjin, the elder brother of the two heroes of the Tong family, also echoed: "Yes, the length and width of this wound can only be seen, and the depth can only be roughly judged. I don't dare to speak nonsense."
Feng Yuchun looked around at the crowd and said, "Master Huo, since this wound can't make anyone famous, then the suspicion of nephew Xiao Xian can be cleared away?"
Huo Zhongyuan was about to reply when Taoist Aunt Yiqing said, "This wound looks like a fatal wound, but it is not. The couple died after their hearts were broken by someone's internal martial arts." As she spoke, she pointed at the back of the deceased's hand. Everyone looked in the direction of her fingers and saw that the veins on the back of Chu Fangzhou's hands were protruding and turning purple.
Huo Zhongyuan stared at Xiao Yunfan with sharp eyes and said loudly: "Taoist priest has a sharp eye. My nephew was indeed injured by someone's hand. His meridians were severed and blood flowed. That's why everyone saw his hand. It will be like this. As far as I know, this Kung Fu is called Lion Seal, and you are probably the only one in the world who knows this kind of palm technique, Master Xiao!"
Xiao Yunfan smiled bitterly and said: "Master Huo is probably joking. Since Xiao can kill him with one palm, why bother adding another sword?"
Huo Zhongyuan said calmly: "Because this sword was made up by someone else."
Xiao Yunfan wondered: "Who made it up?"
Huo Zhongyuan said: "Of course it's Xu Shou you're talking about."
The two of them were still arguing. At this time, Mr. Bai Er came forward and untied Chu Fangzhou's clothes, only to see a purple palm print on his chest. The heroes looked at each other and felt relieved. Feng Yuchun glanced at it and couldn't help but frown.
When Xiao Yunfan saw that the purple palm print was indeed the same as his own lion print, he was immediately horrified and said, "This..."
Just when Xiao Yunfan was lost in thought, those Bashan disciples took him as their master. These people had a deep relationship with Chu Fangzhou. When they learned the bad news that day, they hated their enemies deeply. At this time, the evidence was conclusive. Without waiting for Huo Zhongyuan's instructions, the eight people drew their swords and wanted to attack Xiao Yunfan.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Yuchun said loudly: "Master Huo, we have something to say first, right and wrong can be judged by the public. Since several martial arts colleagues are here, are you afraid that nephew Xiao Xian has escaped? Besides, many heroes of your sect are housed here. , I’m afraid it would be inappropriate to take action and destroy their bodies. There are many friends in the palace waiting for us to explain the truth. Master Huo understands the truth best, so please give up for the sake of me."
Huo Zhongyuan saw that what he said was very reasonable and there were so many people present to witness it, so he immediately stopped everyone.
Chu Zhongliu paced back and forth anxiously outside the back hall. When he saw everyone rushing back, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Eminent sages, have you found out?"
Huo Zhongyuan winked at him and said slowly: "Second brother, don't be impatient! The palace will tell you later."
After everyone entered the palace, they returned to their seats. At this moment, there was a burst of noisy footsteps outside the hall door. Mrs. Chu and Mrs. Ji led a child and six or seven people from all walks of life in. That kid was young, about seven or eight years old. His head was wrapped in mourning cloth, his mouth was flat, sobbing, and he was holding a spiritual tablet in his arms.
This child was the son of Chu Fangzhou. He walked up to Huo Zhongyuan step by step, placed the spiritual tablet on the ground, knelt down and said, "Master...Grandpa, you must avenge your parents!" As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes. .
Huo Zhongyuan helped him up, his eyes full of love, he took the child into his arms, reached out to stroke the child's head and comforted him: "If you don't cry, grandpa will make the decision for you."
Everyone present felt extremely sad when they saw the child crying, and couldn't help but sigh. The child stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, raised his head and asked, "Grandpa, was he the murderer of my parents?" He turned back and pointed his finger at Xiao Yunfan. Before Huo Zhongyuan could reply, the child ran up to Xiao Yunfan, his eyes full of resentment.
Xiao Yunfan saw the glistening tears on his little face and couldn't help but feel pity. When the child rudely asked him if he was a murderer, he just lowered his head and did not answer.
The child suddenly had a dagger in his hand. He thrust his arms forward and stabbed Xiao Yunfan in the lower abdomen. The two of them were only a few feet apart, and he couldn't help but change his expression. He took a breath, his belly collapsed, and then he avoided them. He grabbed the child's dagger with his left hand and threw it to the ground with a clang. He reached forward with his right arm, grabbed the child's front skirt, and lifted him in the air.
The child was scratching with his hands and fluttering with his feet. Suddenly, with a cry, I started crying. Everyone gathered around Xiao Yunfan.
Chu Zhongliu shouted: "Thief, put down my grandson quickly!"
Ji Zhongming also said fiercely: "If you dare to hurt my grandson even a hair, I will cut you into pieces!" The people from the world brought by Mrs. Chu and Mrs. Ji were direct relatives, and they also came forward to cheer. There were so many people talking, it was like a pot was exploding.
Xiao Yunfan looked at the heroes of the Bashan Sect and sneered: "Is the Bashan Sect really empty of people? Even if you want revenge, you can't use a child to deal with Xiao!"
These words were particularly harsh. Huo Zhongyuan's face turned livid and he said coldly: "Xiao Yunfan, you are also a well-known figure in the world. Who do you think you are a hero when you bully a child?"
Abbot Hongyuan and Taoist Yiqing also tried to persuade him. Feng Yuchun said: "Yunfan, don't make any mistakes! Let the child go!"
Xiao Yunfan snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and threw the child into the air. Huo Zhongyuan stood up, waved his sleeves, and took the little boy into his arms. The child had already turned pale with fear and was trembling all over. Huo Zhongyuan touched his forehead, patted his back gently, and said warmly: "Don't be afraid, kid, it's okay." The elders from Chu Ji's family separated from the crowd and gathered around. Huo Zhongyuan unbuttoned the child's clothes, checked the child's chest and found nothing strange, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Xiao Yunfan coldly and said: "Back then, my fourth brother Chen Zhonghe died at the hands of your master's skills. It's pity that my descendants also lost their lives at your hands. As the leader of our sect, I will beg for them. Get justice. Xiao Yunfan, let’s put an end to our old and new grudges today!"
Xiao Yunfan said proudly: "I don't get what I asked for!" But he thought in his heart: It turns out that his fourth brother was beaten to death by his master. No wonder he made things difficult for me in every possible way. Now it seems that even if there is no case of Jin Bo Xue Li, the people on Bashan Mountain will still kill me to take revenge. A battle today is inevitable.
He glanced at Feng Yuchun and said with a wry smile: "Feng Shibo, I've let you down." Then he walked slowly to Abbot Hongyuan, gave a salute, and said: "Master, Xiao can't argue with you today. He only hopes to meet the people of Bashan as soon as possible." A hero fights a showdown. Feng Shibo was invited by me. If he is in trouble, it is my fault. When I start fighting with the heroes in Bashan later, it is inevitable that some young people will make things difficult for him. Please invite The master will look after Shibo Zhouquan for this junior."
Abbot Hongyuan put one hand on his chest and sighed: "Master Xiao, I am here just to persuade you to make peace. I didn't expect that the hatred between your two families is as deep as the sea. Even if you think about it, I can't persuade you. Even so, I can only persuade you. As soon as he left. Mr. Feng is a famous figure in the martial arts world, and I have always admired him. Since the layman asked me for help, I asked layman Feng to accompany me to Jiming Temple as a guest."
Xiao Yunfan clasped his fists and said gratefully: "Thank you, Master!" Feng Yuchun saw his expression at this moment, shook his head and said: "You bastard, you don't want your life. There are so many people, how can you beat me alone?"
Xiao Yunfan smiled bitterly and said: "Don't worry, Uncle Shi. Since Master Hongyuan invites you to be a guest, you can go with him. In a few days, my nephew will settle the grudges here and meet Uncle Shi." As he spoke, , he jumped up and found someone standing outside the door.
Huo Zhongyuan grabbed a disciple's sword and stepped out, followed closely by Chu, Ji and Yin.
Among the four, Huo Zhongyuan has the highest martial arts. Between Chu and Ji, Yin Zhonghao ranks last. Bashan's swordsmanship is known for his nimbleness. The four of them opened their stances and stood in four directions: southeast, northwest, and surrounded Xiao Yunfan.
Huo Zhongyuan thrust out his long sword, his wrist shook and the sword tilted. With a flash of white light, he thrust towards the door facing Xiao Yunfan. Xiao Yunfan swung the long sword in his hand horizontally and blocked the opponent's long sword with a clang. Chu Zhongliu and Ji Zhongming leaped into the air, stabbing Xiao Yunfan's left and right shoulders with two long swords. Xiao Yunfan's left shoulder sank and his right arm drooped. He suddenly raised his hand and stabbed to the left. With a sudden sound, the tip of the sword pointed at the lower gate of Chu Zhongliu's ribs.
Chu Zhongliu did not dare to push forward, so he had to return his sword to defend. He followed Xiao Yunfan and raised his left foot, leaning slightly to the left. The long sword in his hand drew a semicircle from bottom to top, and he cleverly defused Ji Zhongming's fierce offensive with the "Canghai Bright Moon" move.
Suddenly, there was a sharp sound in the air behind his head. Xiao Yunfan didn't have time to think carefully and stabbed out a sword with his backhand. There was a clang, and the tips of the two swords faced each other, sparks flying out.
Everyone walked to the hall and watched the duel between the five people in the field. Confucian scholar Meng Xian shook his folding fan and said, "I didn't expect Xiao Yunfan's swordsmanship to be so amazing!" Taoist priest Yiqing used the sword and was always very conceited about his swordsmanship. But seeing Xiao Yunfan take action, he couldn't help but admire him secretly.
These five people rolled over and over, fighting for dozens of rounds. The four elders of Bashan kept changing their moves and surrounded Xiao Yunfan, each sword faster than the other, and each sword harder than the last. The four long swords darted left and right, attacking from the front and back, working closely together. It's really like the rain at night in Bashan, continuous and dense.
Xiao Yunfan was surrounded by the sword lights of four people. If he was not careful, his life would be in danger. He calmed down and concentrated, secretly observing the order of the four people's moves. He didn't slack off at all, using a long sword to switch from offense to defense.
Langjianmen's Blue Sea and Blue Sky swordsmanship moves are completely different from the Bashan School's swordsmanship moves. On the surface, they appear to be wide open and wide open, but in reality they contain many changes. They are the swordsmanship learned by the founder of Langjian Sect from the vast sea. Although these sword moves are exquisite, the ones that have been handed down are incomplete. Xiao Yunfan's master, Old Man Tianxing Xie Tianya, visited various martial arts schools all over the world and learned from their strengths. He improved the Bihaiqingtian sword technique passed down by his ancestor, and its power has been greatly increased since then. During this period, Xie Tianya went to Bashan to demonstrate his swordsmanship with Chen Zhonghe, but accidentally injured his life.
The new swordsmanship not only improves the swordsmanship moves, but more importantly, it incorporates the art of war. He summarized the situations that warriors would face in a duel into six situations, and gave corresponding solutions to these six situations.
Xiao Yunfan was besieged by four people. This situation meant that we were outnumbered and the enemy was outnumbered. If we wanted to reverse the situation. Only by focusing on the attack can the opponent's ring attack be disrupted. The so-called specialization is to avoid the strong and attack the weak.
Among the four, Yin Zhonghao is the weakest. Xiao Yunfan naturally understands this. However, if he wants to specialize in Yin Zhonghao, how can the other three not see through it. Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind. He touched the ground with his feet and jumped up again, pointing the long sword in his hand at Huo Zhongyuan. Before he could use his moves, he stabbed back with the sword's tip and pointed it towards Yin Zhonghao.
This sword strikes quickly, which is exactly what "the king asks about his return date" in Bashan's swordsmanship. Yin Zhonghao was puzzled for a moment when he saw that Xiao Yunfan actually knew his own swordsmanship. Without paying attention, Xiao Yunfan made a cut in the arm. One move was successful, and another move was "cutting the candle to the west window". The tip of the sword trembled, buzzed, and with a "pop" sound, it was inserted into Chu Zhongliu's right shoulder. Chu Zhongliu's shoulder was bleeding profusely, and he gritted his teeth and waved his sword.
His moves were no longer as sharp as before, instead they were full of flaws.
Ji Zhongming couldn't help but be secretly frightened when he saw that his second brother and fifth brother were losing their honors one after another, using their own swordsmanship. He thought secretly: How could this Xiao Yunfan know how to use my sword technique? After being distracted for a moment, Xiao Yunfan flew up and kicked him into a somersault.
Huo Jiyin and the three of them attacked together again, but the power was not as powerful as before. Look at the long sword in Xiao Yunfan's hand shining brightly, like a white rainbow, forcing the three of them to panic. Huo Zhongyuan was startled when he saw Xiao Yunfan's long sword was about to pierce Yin Zhonghao's throat. He took a step forward and flew one palm towards Xiao Yunfan's vest. Xiao Yunfan turned around to meet him. With a bang, both of their arms were shaken.
Xiao Yunfan jumped back, flipped over in the air with his feet on the ground, walked around behind Yin Zhonghao, and kicked out with his elbows. Yin Zhonghao spurted out a mouthful of blood and threw himself forward. Huo Zhongyuan stretched out his long sword and twisted the long sword in Yin Zhonghao's hand into the sky. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Yin Zhonghao's collar, and moved him one at a time to neutralize the attack.
Ji Zhongming straightened his sword, and three more swords came out. Xiao Yunfan was in mid-air, his sword touched the ground, and flew out like a top. The two sword lights intertwined together, and the sound of clanking was endless.
That Ji Zhongming's martial arts was not weak, but when he saw Chu and Yin being injured one after another, he felt extremely sad and angry. Therefore, his moves were no longer as rigorous as before, and Xiao Yunfan saw that his aura was scattered. Deliberately bought a flaw. Ji Zhongming took a step forward and rushed forward. Xiao Yunfan's long sword suddenly turned around and stabbed the opponent's thigh with a "pop" sound.
Ji Zhongming propped his sword on the ground and jumped up to fight again. The sword in Xiao Yunfan's hand had already hit his throat.
Outside the court, Ji Zhongming's wife panicked and shouted: "Don't hurt his life!" Xiao Yunfan jumped over his shoulder, stood with his hands down, looked at Huo Zhongyuan, and said loudly: "Master Huo, do you want to continue the competition?"
Huo Zhongyuan looked around. Apart from the guests, all the Bashan disciples were looking at him. If he just retreated, how would the Bashan sect lose face? As soon as he thought about this, he raised his long sword, pinched the two fingers of his left hand together, and made a sword secret and said: "Good boy, the skill you learn now and sell it now is really amazing. Then I will let you know the real power of Bashan's swordsmanship!"
