With this sweep, Su Hejing naturally found Fu Canglang.
is it him?
He didn't move his eyes for a long time, and the scenes under King Cheng's command came to mind again.
At this time, the second competition between the Kunlun Sect and the Beggar Clan was about to begin.
This time, the one who came to the Beggar Clan was Elder Gao, another of the three elders.
It happened to be a coincidence that to celebrate the birthday of Fu Wang, five people from the Beggar Clan happened to come, and they were all masters of the gang. Therefore, Long Wu calmly accepted the challenge from the Zanghai people.
On the Zanghairen side, they also brought several major disciples. Although he was too high-minded, he had to admit that his disciples were indeed well trained in martial arts. Therefore, he felt that he should have this confidence.
"Your Majesty, please give us weapons for use. Yuan Shaobai, a disciple of Kunlun, wants to have a sword showdown with the elders of the Beggar Clan!"
In the field, a man in green shirt stood proudly and said loudly.
It turns out that when entering the palace, according to the rules, for safety reasons, everyone must hand in their weapons. Therefore, he made this request.
King Fu pondered for a moment and then smiled.
"No problem, come on, bring two swords!"
Soon, two swords were handed over to Yuan Shaobai and Elder Gao. Elder Gao was good at wielding a sword, but he always felt uncomfortable holding a sword, but he relied on his status, so he had to make do with it.
After the two men each made a starting move with their swords, they were instantly killed together. The sword comes, the sword goes, and with each passing move, the atmosphere changes.
Only then did Elder Gao realize that he had suffered an honest loss. After all, the methods of the sword and the sword were different, and there was a big difference in technique. However, his opponent's swordsmanship was really superb, and his moves were strange and strange. He often struck from unexpected places. After several moves in a row, he was already a little overwhelmed.
But he didn't know that this Yuan Shaobai was actually Qingqing in Prince Ping's Mansion, and one of the most admired disciples of Zanghai people. In Prince Ping's Mansion, he also had many encounters with Lin Zhijing.
After a few more moves, Elder Gao was in danger again and again. By accident, Yuan Shaobai's sword penetrated his new clothes. Fortunately, the skin was not injured.
Long Wu and Fu Canglang were both worried about this, and their hands were sweating.
"Gang leader, given the power of Elder Gao, I'm afraid we're going to lose!"
Fu Canglang expressed his worries.
Long Wu nodded.
"Alas, Kunlun's swordsmanship is truly unique. Elder Gao still underestimated the enemy!"
While the two were talking, as expected, Elder Gao was pierced through the sleeve of his robe with a sword again. At this moment, Elder Gao was extremely angry. This new dress was made temporarily in order to celebrate the birthday of King Fu. On weekdays, he always wears quail clothes, so how can he dress so formally!
Suddenly, Elder Gao turned his sword into a sword and slashed hard. The force was quite powerful.
When Yuan Shaobai saw this, he smiled strangely, and instead of dodging, he caught the attack with his sword.
Unexpectedly, there was no unexpected impact sound, and the two swords seemed to clash together silently. Elder Gao tried to pull the sword back, but he felt a strong internal force firmly attached to the sword, and he could not pull it away for a moment. open. Having no choice but to turn his left hand into a palm, he slapped Yuan Shaobai.
"Well done!"
But seeing Yuan Shaobai's legs slightly bent, he also extended his palms to meet him.
boom!
As the two palms clashed, the two swords finally separated, but Elder Gao couldn't stop himself for a moment, and took several steps back before he stabilized Fu Canglang, who jumped up at the opportunity.
Such deep inner strength!
Fu Canglang was also secretly shocked.
He knew that Elder Gao's skill was slightly inferior to his own, but he really didn't expect that the other party's skill was so profound.
"The third formation, I'll do it!"
Fu Canglang thought that no matter what, he would win against them.
