Five days later, Nan Yun took Nan Tong to Xiao Mansion in Luoyang. Since Tianji Hall came to report in advance, Zhuo Yuan and others stood in front of the mansion early to greet them.
Nan Yun quickly dismounted.
Nanyun: "Second Senior Brother, why is this happening? We both studied together, how dare we bother Senior Brother to welcome him in person?"
Zhuo Yuan: "I am the elder of the Tiannan Pavilion, and it is natural for me to welcome the master of the pavilion; I have a deep brotherly relationship with me personally, and I welcome my juniors as brothers, not to mention all the juniors."
After saying that, Zhuo Yuan took Nan Yun's hand, and Nan Tong and Qing Ni also entered the inner hall surrounded by everyone.
Zhuo Yuan took the lead and said: "I have explained the reason to all the juniors, but I don't know what my junior brother plans to do?"
Nanyun: "My little brother is also worried about this moment. I am very confident that I will win this competition, but I can't make up my mind about the candidate."
Zhuo Yuan: "How do you say this?"
Nan Yun: "I originally planned for you and me, plus the five of us, Senior Sword Immortal, Yao Chong and Tong'er to fight. Judging how many masters the opponent has, winning three games is not a problem. But if you think about it carefully, the old Sword Immortal Nian He is over a hundred years old and has no interest in worldly affairs. I can't bear to let him mess with the world again. Yao Chong has been in the court for a long time, and now it is unseemly to compete with others in public. But without these two people, I can't stand it for a while. But I can’t think of anyone to replace him.”
Haha..., Zhuo Yuan laughed heartily, his face trembling with fat, and said: "How can I, the four masters from Tiannan, be bothered to fight in a mere competition, and make our pavilion master so nervous?"
Nan Yun asked doubtfully: "Does senior brother have any wise ideas?"
Zhuo Yuan pointed at the people around him: "All of these juniors are outstanding. They have either received guidance from famous teachers or have had adventures. Why can't we use them all? Then it will only take four of me to hold the battle, so why bother?"
Zhuo Yuan: "Xiao Yan, please come out and ask your uncle for advice."
Xiao Yan responded and came out.
Zhuo Yuan said to Nan Yun: "This is my disciple, his name is Xiao Yan. He has studied martial arts with me since he was a child and has achieved a little bit. He is especially good at the Flame Palm technique. Junior brother, can you give me some advice to see if this junior can do it?" use?"
Nanyun was about to agree.
Song Jing said: "This disciple has received the grace of master to teach us. Although the time is still short, I would like to take action on behalf of master and ask Brother Xiao for advice."
Zhuo Yuan smiled and said: "There are indeed outstanding figures among the juniors. Junior brother, I will help you agree. Let the two of them compete."
Everyone dispersed immediately, and the servants set up tables, chairs, and refreshments for several people, leaving only Xiao Yan and Song Jing in the middle.
Nanyun Qing knew that Song Jing's martial arts training was short-lived, and he was worried that he would not be Xiao Yan's opponent.
Zhuo Yuan whispered: "Junior brother, there is no need to worry. I have tested Jing'er's martial arts. He has abundant internal energy, unblocked meridians, and good martial arts skills. He must have experienced some adventures, and his strength is even better than Yan'er. "
After the two of them saluted, Song Jing made the first move, pushing horizontally with his palm. Xiao Yan did not catch it, but turned sideways and grabbed his wrist with his hand.
Song Jing's move was half false and half real. When he saw the opponent grabbing him, he lowered his elbow and poked the opponent's armpit with his fingers.
Nan Yun couldn't help but cheer in his heart when he saw Song Jing's martial arts improving so much in just a few months.
Nan Yun said to Zhuo Yuan: "Senior Brother's disciple is really amazing. Every move is very well-organized, and he is very good at changing the enemy's situation. But what surprised me more was Jing'er. I only accepted him on a whim at that time. Wanwan didn’t expect that he would be so blessed.”
Zhuo Yuan: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. The Central Plains will always be dominated by young people. We just have to do a good job in preaching and teaching."
Xiao Yan had white hair and a figure as light as a flying pear blossom. Song Jing's moves were endless. In the blink of an eye, he had already used nearly a hundred moves. After all, Song Jing was inexperienced in fighting the enemy, so his moves began to be scattered.
Seeing the disadvantage, Song Jing used Wu Hou's eight postures to suppress the mountains and rivers, and moved his palm again. At this time, the wind of the palm carried a strong force. Xiao Yan had not yet touched it, so the palm was invincible, and he quickly jumped backwards. , avoided this palm, and then used the Flame Palm.
The two palms met each other in the air, and their internal strength was used in the exchange of moves again.
Seeing that both of them were so impressive, Nanyun couldn't help but feel happy, but when he smiled, his smile suddenly solidified on his face.
Nan Yun jumped up and stood between the two of them. The two of them were fighting in the middle of the fight. They were both using their full strength. They didn't want one person to suddenly appear. The two of them couldn't stop their attacks and hit Nan Yun with all their strength. They couldn't help but be shocked. Eclipsed.
But Nan Yun Hunruo didn't know and said to Song Jing: "Jing'er, was the skill you just performed the supreme skill? Who taught you this set of martial arts?"
Song Jing couldn't help but burst into tears, and everyone was surprised.
Song Jing told Nan Yun about his encounter with Li Xiaoyi, and also told all about the murder of Li Xiaoyi by You Shaoer and others. However, Song Jing did not know Nong Yu and Wang Naxiang, so he could not tell them about them. name.
Nan Yun was filled with grief in his heart and said: "My adopted father treated me like a teacher and a father. He taught me martial arts since I was a child and raised me under my knees. I only regretted my fate, being framed by traitors and banished to a foreign land. I originally thought that my adopted father had already become an immortal." Go and live in seclusion in Luoyang if you don't want to. Now that I finally got the news about him, I didn't want to be harmed by a traitor. I really regret it."
Zhuo Yuan said with relief: "People cannot be resurrected after death. Once this matter is over, I can seek revenge from You Shao'er. Junior Brother, there is no need to feel too sad."
Nan Yun hated You Shao'er and Kunlun Nu in his heart.
Several people practiced martial arts diligently under the guidance of Nan Yun and Zhuo Yuan. In a blink of an eye, the day for the competition arrived. Nan Yun decided that five people, Song Jing, Xiao Yan, Liu Ying, Nan Yun, and Zhuo Yuan, would fight.
Just because Nantong was the one in the game, Zhuo Yuan was worried that someone would suddenly kill him during the competition, so he asked him to watch the battle with Nanhai Sword Immortal and Yao Chong. With these two protections, even a peerless master would not be able to come. Hard to hurt him.
The Broken Blade Sect thought they were sure of victory, and had already built enough momentum to seize the Heaven-Suppressing Ruler. They set up a ten-foot-diameter arena on the outskirts of Luoyang, attracting people from all corners of Luoyang to come.
When everyone arrived, they saw that the ring was surrounded by water. It was more than a sheet above the water. The water was about three feet wide. The water was covered with sharp iron cones. Such a design naturally prevented others from disturbing it, and also prevented Nanyun from being disturbed. Someone came to the rescue.
In the first battle, the Broken Blade Sect fought against a middle-aged knight. This man held a long sword. He was tall and tall, with an impressive weapon. He held the sword, moved, and so on. Every move he made was very organized.
As soon as this person appeared, everyone around him was talking about it.
One person asked: "Who is this person? He should be holding a sword, right?"
Another person said: "It's not just a sword, it's a precious sword. Look at him jumping up just now. I didn't even see him clearly. With a slight step, he was already on the five-foot high platform. I guess he is a master."
A fat man from behind came over and said, "You two are really ignorant. This one is Liu Yunfeng, the fourth owner of Shuozhou Wuju Village. The sword in his hand is called Fengming Sword, and it is a first-class sword."
One of the first people said: "This is Master Liu Sizhuang. I heard that Master Liu Sizhuang is good at light kung fu, can control hundreds of birds, and has a sword that no one can defeat."
The fat man said: "Not only that, Master Liu Si is also known as the master of swordsmanship. Anyone who confronts him either loses his life or loses his soul under the sword. No one has ever escaped from his hands."
At this time, a young man appeared in the crowd, about twenty years old, holding a big knife in his arms. He was motionless in the scene, letting the wind blow his hair. At this moment, he snorted coldly in the direction of the three of them.
As for Nanyun, Xiao Yan, who has the most experience in the arena among the three, takes the lead in the first battle.
Xiao Yan held a long sword and rode a small boat to the ring. He pulled the rope and used Qinggong to get up easily.
Liu Yunfeng relied on her identity and made a gesture of invitation, signaling Xiao Yan to take action first.
Xiao Yan took a big step and flew up, using the Xiao family's ancestral martial arts.
The swordsmanship is open and closed, and it is unparalleled in strength.
Liu Yunfeng, on the other hand, used stillness to stop, and moved his light skills like running water, looking for flaws in Xiao Yan's attacks. Flexible and ruthless, the swords flew up and down, and sword moves came one after another. For a moment, the sword energy was everywhere, and the scene was extremely intense.
Their figures intertwined in the sunshine, as if they were performing a gorgeous dance. One has superb swordsmanship and vigorous movements.
The sword light reflected the sun, pouring down like a heavy rain, but Liu Yunfeng had been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, so naturally he was not to be outdone. The sword energy was everywhere, causing the surrounding water to ripple.
As the duel continued to escalate, the two men's sword moves became more sharp and vicious, and they became more flexible and faster in their attacks.
The struggle between the two became intense, as if all their strength was about to be poured out.
Suddenly, Liu Yunfeng used her unique swordsmanship, using a fast sword with rapid attacks to quickly break Xiao Yan's sword moves and attack his shoulder.
Xiao Yan barely dodged, and immediately stabilized his position, responding with the same fierce swordsmanship.
Liu Yunfeng's sword bypassed Xiao Yan's sword edge like a spiritual snake and stabbed Xiao Yan's wrist.
Xiao Yan threw up his sword, caught it with his own hand, and barely dodged it.
Liu Yunfeng's swordsmanship was sharp and extremely fast. The two swords collided with each other and sparks flew everywhere.
Xiao Yan's long sword was cut with several gaps.
Xiao Yanqing knew that he was no match for his opponent in terms of weapons, so he immediately used his strengths and circumvented his weaknesses, and used exquisite swordsmanship. He used what he was good at, using fast to defeat slow, and using cleverness to win. Waiting for opportunities to look for the opponent's weaknesses and trying to find flaws.
When two people fight against each other, I am in you and you are in me. Liu Yunfeng, on the other hand, conquered ten guilds with one force, making full use of the advantages of weapons.
Liu Yunfeng's swordsmanship is majestic, but Xiao Yan's swordsmanship is exquisite and delicate. The two are inseparable, each has its own merits, and they fight together.
Suddenly, Liu Yunfeng struck with a sword, and the two swords collided again. This move met his opponent, sword moves came in succession, and sparks flew everywhere.
Xiao Yan swung his long sword and stabbed in a spiral.
Liu Yunfeng was shocked and couldn't dodge.
Xiao Yan only felt a blur in front of his eyes and hurriedly withdrew his sword to block. With a clang, a swallow clang was shot down to the ground.
Before Xiao Yan could take a breath, Liu Yunfeng attacked with a long sword accompanied by several flying knives. Xiao Yan was in a hurry and stabbed several times before blocking the incoming sword attacks. Although he was not injured, his clothes were torn by the flying knives.
Xiao Yan took a closer look and saw that the flying knives sent by the other party were very light, and the handles were patterned with various flying birds.
The young man just now snorted coldly again: "With two swords and swords, you can control hundreds of birds. It turns out that this is the method."
