One day, a strange thing happened in Yangzhou. A woman wearing a bamboo hat and clothes as white as snow came to the door of Wuyue Sword Sect to mobilize her inner strength. Fu Junma, a disciple of Fu Cailin, who claimed to be Goryeo's "Sword Master", wanted to visit the female swordsman A Qing to ask for martial arts advice. All could be heard for miles.
But after a long time, no one in the faction responded, but it attracted a lot of good people. Most of these busybodies are people from the martial arts world. They like to watch people fight, and their qualities vary greatly. Seeing the graceful figure and extraordinary temperament of the woman in white, she hurriedly called her friends to watch the beauty fight against the beautiful woman.
By mid-afternoon, more than a hundred people from the martial arts world had gathered, and together with ordinary people, the number reached as many as 700. The crowd was noisy and noisy.
Fu Junma, who had been waiting in front of the Wuyue Sword Sect, waited for Ah Qing for a long time and saw so many people watching and pointing. She felt a little annoyed and planned to give up the visit.
Just as he was about to leave, the door opened with a creak, and a middle-aged man with a slender face, three strands of beard, a light robe, and a folding fan in his right hand, with a somewhat fairy-like temperament, came out.
Fu Junma did some research before coming and found out that there are currently three people in the Wuyue Sword Sect. The leader, A Qing, is a girl in her twenties and eighties. The leader of the Songshan Hall, Zuo Lengchan, has a fierce and domineering look. The new member, Shi Long, has a fair face and is somewhat Out of dust temperament.
He thought in his heart that the person coming was Shi Long, so he stepped forward, cupped his hands and said: "The owner of the stone field, Fu Junma of Goryeo wants to meet the Sword Master Ah Qing."
The middle-aged man with a somewhat fairy-like temperament once again showed Chu Feng's unique indifferent expression.
"I am not Elder Shilong, I am Yue Buqun, the leader of Huashan Hall. If you want to meet the leader, you need to compete with me."
Chu Feng's voice was not loud, but strangely, everyone in the audience heard it, as if it was in their ears.
"What a profound inner strength"
"Why is there another Huashan Hall master? Could it be that this Five Mountains Sword Sect is a hidden sect that suddenly appeared on the scene?"
"It's possible, otherwise why would there be so many masters at once? The aura of the leader of Huashan Hall is not inferior to that of Zuo Lengchan, the master of Songshan Hall."
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"It's strange, why do all the hall masters of the Five Mountains Sword Sect have the same expression?"
When Chu Feng heard the last sentence, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
After hearing this, Fu Junma, who recognized the wrong person, raised her hand to hold down the sword, and the corners of her mouth covered by the cloak raised a beautiful arc.
"Master Yue is so elegant, so the little girl will naturally accompany him."
As soon as these words came out, the martial arts people who were watching quickly backed away and kept a certain distance before stopping. There was no other way. Fighting by masters of this level was extremely dangerous. If you were not careful, you might accidentally injure someone.
In an open space paved with bluestones, Chu Feng and Fu Junma, wearing a bamboo hat, stood opposite each other.
Suddenly, a white light flashed, and Fu Junma, whose body and sword seemed to be one, flew into the air and stabbed fiercely. His lightning-fast movements fully demonstrate what martial arts is all about. Endless and unstoppable, only fast and unstoppable.
Chu Feng was still fanning himself, with an indifferent look on his face.
"Too slow, look at my Zixia magic skill"
As soon as he finished speaking, a purple air ball emitted from the folding fan, rose rapidly, and collided with Fu Junma, who was almost a man and a sword.
"ah"
Fu Junma flew out, her hat fell off, revealing an elegant and elegant face.
There was a burst of exclamation from the scene.
"I'm right, she is a stunning beauty."
"I didn't expect that Korea, which is rich in big-faced faces, would have such stunning beauties. I, Zhao Ritian, am convinced."
"She is a beauty from a foreign land and has martial arts skills, not bad."
"You guys, don't just look at beauties. The Purple Cloud Divine Art of Hallmaster Yue is really powerful. He folds his fan in the air and releases a stream of purple energy, which is unstoppable. Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect to come here by chance today and see this. He has developed a magical power that shocked the world, and Zixia’s magical power is well deserved.”
"That is, defeat the first disciple of "Yijian Master" Fu Cailin with one move. How many people in the world can do it? It seems that Yangzhou will become the holy place of martial arts in the world."
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The words of the crowd did not affect the mood of Fu Junma, who was defeated in one move. She thought that she was just defeated because she was unprepared.
"Come again"
Fu Junma stepped forward with her sword again, taking strange steps under her feet, as if she was avoiding the sudden appearance of Zixia's magical power. After a few breaths, it turned into ghostly smoke, attacking from all directions. The long sword in his hand turned into thousands of shadows, and the mercury poured down the ground and attacked Chu Feng like a wave.
Chu Feng looked indifferent and stood where he was, raising his fan up, down, left and right to attack from time to time, looking very relaxed.
After fighting for sixty or seventy times, Fu Junma rolled onto her side and staggered to the ground. Her face turned pale and she was panting. It could be seen that she had used up her internal energy excessively due to her continuous use of big moves.
Chu Feng gently shook his folding fan with a smile on his face.
"Zixia Xiaoqingfu, what I am best at is sword-wielding, the swordsmanship of the Taoist Immortality Guan lineage."
Chu Feng never misses any opportunity to advertise his Taoist temple.
These words gave Fu Junma the urge to vomit blood. After beating him for a long time, he found that the one he was using was not what he was good at.
"you you……"
Fu Junma bit her red lips, unable to speak complete words.
"Let's go. Not everyone can see the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect!"
After Chu Feng finished speaking, he turned around, fanned himself, and walked towards the gate with a leisurely expression.
Fu Junma stood in the breeze with her sword in hand, feeling extremely confused. She had always been proud of being the first disciple of the "Yi Sword Master" Fu Cailin, but she couldn't even enter the door of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
Different from Fu Junma's loss, the martial arts people watching were excited. What is the top sect? The Wuyue Sword Sect is that any leader, standing still, can easily defeat the first disciple of "Yi Sword Master" Fu Cailin. . Not to mention, the female sword master who studied with Bai Yuan for two months, countless people suddenly saw the hope of becoming a master in the world.
"I want to become a disciple"
"I want to get started"
"I have four shops at home. I want to worship the female sword master as my teacher. I will make no less sacrifices."
"I have five big ships, three rice shops, and a silk and satin shop. I want to become my disciple, Master Zuo, the master of Songshan Hall."
"I practiced martial arts at the age of three, boxing at the age of five, fencing at the age of seven, and dared to kill people at the age of twelve. Now I have some success in swordsmanship. Please ask the master of Huashan Hall to accept me as his disciple. I will practice my sword hard."
"I am talented and have a photographic memory. Please accept me as a student."
"I am down-to-earth and willing to work hard. I am not afraid of hard work. Please let me go in and sweep the floor."
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Suddenly, countless voices shouted.
Chu Feng did not look back, and slowed down a little, chanting in his mouth: "How is Mr. Dai Zong? Qilu is still young. The clock of creation is beautiful, the yin and yang are divided into the dusk. Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird comes from the canthus. I will be at the top of the mountain, List of small hills."
After chanting, the figure disappeared inside the gate.
The martial arts people who were watching were silent for a while, as if they were shocked by this poem, especially the last sentence.
"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of all the small mountains."
When Fu Junma in the field recited this poem, she looked a little crazy. This state is what many martial arts practitioners dream of, but how many people can achieve it.
