A figure swooped down from the sky, drew a graceful arc, and hovered steadily above the white mist for about ten feet. The passers-by on the official road were so frightened that they no longer dared to look at Xiqi, knowing that they had met the fairy character in the storybook.
It's important to be in a hurry, don't worry about causing trouble.
There are many folk legends about gods and goddesses, as well as taboos and warnings passed down from ancestors.
There are good and bad gods in heaven, and they cannot be worshiped indiscriminately.
The man who stopped in front of Yun and Zhang looked very young. He had a broad forehead, sparse eyebrows, and his eyes were farther apart than ordinary people. His face was expressionless and he looked a little dull. He was wearing a wrinkled black monk's robe and carried a robe on his back. Two swords of different sizes, black and silver.
The three of them looked in one direction each, without speaking.
Yun Qiuhe glanced away and didn't want to pay attention to this guy who was acting erratically and speaking arrogantly.
Zhang Wenfeng cupped his fists in greeting: "Zhang Wenfeng, Taoist priest of Xianling Temple, has met the Taoist priest!"
He pretended that he didn't know the other person's name, and he must be right to call him Master because he could fly in the sky. He felt uncomfortable with the other person's rude stare, so he just called him Taoist Master.
The man didn't seem to hear, nor did he look at Yun Qiuhe. He turned around and looked around at the white mist below, and suddenly asked: "Can you still form a formation?"
"I helped him arrange it together. Why, it can't work?"
Yun Qiuhe rushed to reply.
The man glanced sideways at Yun Qiuhe, shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like it. Your robe is clean, and it doesn't look like you worked hard." He pointed to the second senior brother who was looking at this side of the guide, and said, "That one is still clean." almost."
Yun Qiuhe rolled his eyes and said, "Can't I use my mouth? The two of them are at my disposal."
The man still shook his head: "Can you set up the Mu Xing Bagua array?"
The tone was irritating.
Yun Qiuhe almost couldn't hold back his swear words and shouted: "I want you to take care of it!"
The man ignored him, looked at Zhang Wenfeng and said, "My name is He Guangjun. I heard that you are good at swordsmanship. Let me compete with you on a few moves."
He used an affirmative tone, regardless of whether the other party agreed or not.
"Hey, He Guangjun, you are going too far. What kind of cultivation are you doing? You are not blushing and ashamed when you compete with a Yuanqi realm monk? Also, when you come to someone else's territory, you are not down to earth, and you talk condescendingly in the air. What is the etiquette of it?" "
Yun Qiuhe asked.
She was afraid that Zhang Guanzhu would suffer a loss if he agreed rashly.
The guy in front of me is looking for people to fight everywhere, and he doesn't care about the severity of his attacks.
He Guangjun ignored Yun Qiuhe, still looking at Zhang Wenfeng who was silent, and explained seriously: "I suppressed Yuan Qi to the late stage of Hua Qi realm, so I won't take advantage of you.
I am an uninvited guest. I did not mean to float high and show my identity. I have been fooled before, and I will not rashly step into the formation in an unfamiliar place again.
A man's words speak for themselves! Compare or not?
Don't be like an old lady, worrying about this and that. It's just a sword fight, and it won't cost you your life? "
Yun Qiuhe gritted her teeth in anger. She couldn't beat this guy, otherwise she would have to beat up this mean-mouthed guy.
Don't say anything harmful to her later. Is your skin itchy?
Zhang Wenfeng calmed down and asked, "Excuse me, who told you that I am good at swordsmanship?"
"Shen Si, last time he came back from Xiling County, he said that you were young, good at painting, and had outstanding swordsmanship."
He Guangjun explained clearly and seemed very patient.
Zhang Wenfeng made a note in his mind's ledger. He suspected that the guy did it on purpose.
He wanted to say a humble and polite word, saying that he was not as good as the other person and that his skills were not as good as others, but he could see that this person was more difficult to deal with and seemed to be a little heartless. In fact, it was just an appearance. He could tell through his words that hurt Yun Qiuhe.
This is a master who will not give up easily, who does not pay attention to means and does not care what others think.
"The sword has no eyes, the fists and feet are ruthless..."
Zhang Wenfeng noticed-->>
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The other party's expressionless eyes seemed to freeze for a moment, and he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Please show mercy to fellow Taoist He. We will settle on three moves. The emphasis is on communication and learning from each other."
Since it won't kill you, let's compare.
The opponent has suppressed his cultivation to the same level as him. Doesn't he believe that he can't block it with three moves?
The Clay Bodhisattva still had a third degree of anger, and being pushed to such an extent by the other party, Guanzhu Zhang couldn't help it.
He Guangjun laughed dryly, then twitched the corner of his mouth without moving his face. His smile looked fake and weird, and said: "Okay, three moves are all. You can use whatever means you have. I only use swordsmanship."
He looked at Yun Qiuhe and said, "Please bear witness."
Without waiting for Yun Qiuhe's consent, the man turned around and flew south on his own, as if to give Tian a great deal of face.
"Who cares?"
Yun Qiuhe said angrily, according to her temper, she should turn around and leave without any shame.
I was complaining and thinking in my heart, I must be embarrassed next time I see you, the grown man actually stirs up trouble.
After all, he was still worried about Guanzhu Zhang's safety, so he had no choice but to follow him south.
Several messages were sent secretly, telling Zhang Guanzhu to focus on defense. He Guangjun, a lunatic, had extraordinary swordsmanship. The sparring was crazy and it was not good for him to get hurt.
The three of them went south and out of the range of the formation. Zhang Wenfeng sent a message to the second senior brother and others not to follow, but to stay in the formation and let the donkey carry the badger cub and stop.
He Guangjun flew over the official road and landed on an open field where crops had been harvested and no crops were planted. He turned around to face Zhang Wenfeng, who was three feet away, and reached behind with his right hand.
With a "crack" sound, the silver sword was unsheathed.
Saying "please" to Zhang Wenfeng who was standing still, he pointed his toes, and with extremely fast speed, he launched an attack on Zhang Guanzhu who had not yet drawn his sword. He was more than two feet away, and the sword blade stabbed straight into the chest, without any humility at all. You're welcome, I'll fight you if you say so.
Zhang Wenfeng drew his sword with a swipe, and he took advantage of the situation and used the "Falling Wood and Magic Flower" move. The light of the sword pierced the air and stirred up the sound of the wind.
Colorful lights, dots of cold light appeared in the air, and the shadow of the sword changed and enveloped a six-foot range.
"Fashionable and vain!"
He Guangjun said something venomous, the sword in his hand was already stabbed in front of him, and he went straight into the palace.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang clang, clang clang, clang clang, clang clang clang and clang clanging." The sword shadows collided and Zhang Wenfeng's brilliant swordsmanship collapsed in the air.
He clicked on his toes and took a few steps back. The opponent's sword was not very powerful, not even in the late stage of energy transformation. However, the fierce killing intent and the indomitable sword moves made him unable to resist, and he felt that his whole body was full of energy. The flaw is exposed to the opponent's sword, which is extremely uncomfortable.
how so?
A silver sword light followed him like a shadow, gaining the upper hand and chasing after him without mercy.
Zhang Wenfeng waved the five fingers of his left hand, and three green wood spurs were shot at the man behind the sword light. He was allowed to use any method, so why should he be so polite?
The silver sword light spread out, and with three "bang bang" sounds, the Aoki Thorn appeared and was shot away.
The silver sword light continued to stab without hesitation, and the man's expression remained dull without any change. From the beginning to the end, he just used the simplest level stab.
Zhang Wenfeng took the opportunity to take an extra step back, increasing the distance by six feet.
He waved his left hand again and threw out a handful of beans as a hidden weapon. He moved his lips slightly and recited the Tao Sutra silently, his mind calm and unruffled.
It was as if he was not under the threat of a sword.
He Guangjun's wrist shook slightly, the sword light was clear, but the speed was extremely fast.
Each bit of sword light stabbed a smashed bean, forming a strange picture of intertwined sword shadows, as delicate as a net. The sword light remained in the air for a very short time. By the time the eyes caught it, the sword net had already converged. Only a piece of debris flying in the air was left.
And his figure rushed forward with the sword, still stabbing straight towards the target.
Be persistent and never change your original intention.
It turned into a simple and flat stab with a restrained edge!
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