Ge Ming looked at this posture and asked Xu Dingshan: "Master Xu, what is this situation?"
Xu Dingshan told the request given by Yankong before. Ge Ming stood up with his sword and replied: "I'm Ge Ming of Jiangnan Mingyi Sword Sect, please give me some advice!"
Although Tianxuan Temple is among the Jiangnan sects, in terms of martial arts, it is far inferior to Huatan Temple, Mingyi Sword Sect, and Yushan Sword Sect. Therefore, when Abbot Qingyi saw Xu Dingshan's defeat, he had no intention of taking action, nor did anyone else. pursue.
Ge Ming drew his sword and stepped forward, and the two parties fought together.
The Taiyi Sword Technique of the Mingyi Sword Sect was originally derived from the martial arts of the Wuji Sword Sect of Dinghu Mountain, and was quite exquisite. Unfortunately, Ge Ming did not have enough internal training, and the sword technique was not one or two of the essentials, and the two sides fought. After more than ten rounds, Ge Ming lost.
After Luo Yue Zong Lu Wei checked his junior brother's injury, he sealed the chest pulse on his hand and ran into the field to fight Ping Kang.
Lu Wei is the leader of the Luoyue Sect. If he loses, no one among the Jiangnan masters behind them will be able to oppose them.
Everyone behind him was sweating and waiting for the result.
Lu Wei's Nine Star Fist was slightly more powerful than Lu Fang's. After the first battle, although he was not injured, he was still beaten and retreated.
Pingkang thrust the big knife into the ground and laughed a few times.
After all, Nine Star Fist is a boxing technique, and it suffers from the disadvantage of weapons. However, Lu Wei's swordsmanship and knife skills are inferior, and he is afraid that he will lose faster if he uses weapons.
Yankong looked at Lu Wei and said, "Stop fighting. If you keep fighting, I can't guarantee that my disciple's sword will have eyes! You just admit defeat!"
The leaders of several Jiangnan sects looked at each other with sad expressions on their faces for a moment.
Lu Wei was caught by everyone. After hearing Yankong's words, he snorted coldly and cursed: "It's better to give up on this old life than to be the lackey of this cult."
Lu Wei waved his fist and used the "Lucun Huiyue" move, and pounced forward with all his strength.
Pingkang saw the fierceness of the coming man and was not afraid. He laughed a few times and started fighting with Lu Wei again.
A few more rounds passed, and when Pingkang saw that Lu Wei's arm was about to be chopped off with one slash of his sword, Lu Wei was determined to fight with this northern barbarian. His left fist was clenched, regardless of the danger to his right hand. To flatten Kang temple.
With such a desperate attack, Pingkang quickly retracted his sword and took two steps back. He had no idea that his opponent would not use his right hand to hit him.
If he had been punched in the temple by Lu Wei, it would have been more painful than having an arm broken. Judging from the strong wind of Lu Wei's punch, he would have been either dead or injured.
Pingkang frowned, this was a lunatic's style of play, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.
Pingkang turned around and asked Yankong: "Master, what should I do?"
Yankong saw Lu Wei rushing towards him again, and seeing that Pingkang was about to be punched in the back of the head, he hurriedly used Qinggong, took three steps and one step at a time, jumped over Pingkang's head, and hit him with a hand knife and his palm.
There was a loud "bang" sound.
Lu Wei hurriedly moved his fists to his chest to block his palm.
Under the surging force of his palm, Lu Wei was knocked away by a few feet and fell to the ground not far away. The people behind him hurriedly helped him up.
Lu Wei's hand was shaken by Yankong's palm, and blood flowed out. His sleeves were torn, and he was in a very embarrassed state. The palm hit his chest, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
Abbot Qingyi hurriedly sealed the "Huagai", "Qihu" and other large acupoints on his chest to prevent Qi and blood from pouring into his lungs. Tianxuan Temple's martial arts was not very good, but the medicine it developed was unique. Abbot Qingyi was also a monk. He hurriedly took out a healing pill from his arms and put it into Lu Wei's mouth.
Seeing Lu Wei's desperate fighting style, Yankong jumped up and defeated the enemy with a move of Kong Xiangzhang. He ordered Pingkang to go down and stood in the field.
"Don't admit defeat and fight desperately even if you can't beat them. This is not the way of a man who has traveled around the world. Everyone, please hold a banquet the next day to apologize, and swear to obey the orders of my Lu Jiao. Otherwise, I will overthrow the Jiangnan sects." Yankong said loudly.
Yankong is a member of the Lu Sect. The Xiongnu Dao Sect entered the Central Plains just to unify the Central Plains. As the second disciple of Qiu Linpu, Yankong naturally had to act according to his master's instructions.
Upstairs at the Loutai Inn not far away.
A young man was cracking melon seeds in his hand while watching the excitement.
It was Xiaoyu who was sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight. Yankong had a drink with Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu felt that this person was upright and worth making friends with. However, after knowing that he was a barbarian from Lu Jiao, she still had some prejudices in her heart. After all, the war between the two countries continued. People in the Central Plains have more or less hatred towards the Hu people.
Xiaoyu knew that Yankong was straightforward and upright, but he did not want the various factions in the south of the Yangtze River to become the lackeys of the Lu Sect.
Seeing the defeat of the Jiangnan factions, Xiao Yu, as a killer, could not take action and could only feel sorry for the Jiangnan factions.
Yankong stood in the middle of the field, watching the Jiangnan factions all crestfallen. He raised his voice and said, "We will stay at Yuelai Restaurant today. Please come and apologize early tomorrow morning."
At this moment, an old man slowly walked closer, leading a donkey with a tuft of white hair on its forehead.
"Wait a minute." This person was Uncle Liu.
When Uncle Liu came down from Huatan Temple and rushed to Yuelai Restaurant, he happened to meet them after the fight.
He saw Ge Ming standing in the crowd, holding a long sword and losing the fight, and stepped forward to ask.
When Ge Ming and others were at Huatan Temple, they had long heard that there was an old man who was leading a donkey to fish in Xiyun Lake. He had been fishing there for the past month. He suspected that he was Ji Ruge's spy and ordered people to keep an eye on him.
At this time, the old fisherman appeared here. He was a little curious. The old fisherman walked up to him and said hello.
Ge Ming returned the salute and asked alertly:
"Old man, what are you doing here?"
Uncle Liu replied: "I came to see you."
Ge Ming asked doubtfully: "Looking for me?"
Uncle Liu nodded and replied: "I heard that Mingyi Sword Sect Taiyi's swordsmanship is very good, so I came here to visit and ask for advice."
Ge Ming looked at Yankong in the field and sighed helplessly: "Although Taiyi's swordsmanship is powerful, he can't defeat this barbarian. Alas, I'm afraid that all the factions in the south of the Yangtze River will have to listen to their orders in the future." There was sadness in his words. The meaning is still strong.
Uncle Liu used the excuse to compete with Ge Ming in martial arts, but in fact he was just waiting to befriend Ge Ming, waiting for Ji Ruge to come and kill him so that he could kill Ji Ruge.
In this current situation, it seemed that they had encountered difficulties, so they asked Ge Ming why.
"This is what you are doing?"
Ge Ming did not hide it and replied: "We Jiangnan sects have had some misunderstandings with the people of this cult. Now that we have lost the competition, according to the agreement, we have to listen to their orders and have to hold a banquet to apologize."
Uncle Liu saw that this was an opportunity to make friends with Ge Ming, so he took the donkey and stood out to help them get out of this dilemma.
Liu Bo thought that although he was a killer, he was also from the Central Plains. Dealing with foreign enemies was the common goal of people in the Central Plains. This time, he could be considered as doing something for the Central Plains and using his own power to kill the Lu Jiao's prestige.
Everyone was curious about what the old man leading the donkey and carrying the fishing pole was doing when he came to the field, but in his grief, they didn't ask any more questions.
Uncle Liu walked forward, handed the donkey rope in his hand to Xu Dingshan, and said, "Hold it to me, I'll meet him."
Seeing that the old man was about to take action, Xu Dingshan thought that no matter whether he was good or bad, as long as he could solve the urgent need, he would be a benefactor, so he held the donkey for Uncle Liu with a glimmer of hope.
Uncle Liu, carrying the fishing rod in his hand, looked old and frail, and walked slowly about a few feet away from Yankong.
