"Master Long's skills are so handsome."
Ma Yu ignored the sharp sword in front of him and clapped his hands and cheered.
Qiu Chuji's face turned red and white, obviously he still hadn't recovered from the quick defeat. Sun Buer looked at the people and saw that Xiao Longnu had no intention of taking action anymore, so he dropped the broken sword and walked a few steps quickly to help him up, almost losing his breath. Yin Zhiping came, and then walked slowly to Qiu Chuji with Wang Chuyi and others, and whispered: "Brother, head master."
They knew that Qiu Chuji was used to being arrogant and had a fiery temperament. Even with all the Seven Quanzhen Sons, he could be defeated so quickly at the hands of a little girl. They were worried that Qiu Chuji would not be able to wipe out this reputation and would not want to attack again. Looking towards the former.
After a brief fight, the five Quanzhen disciples all realized the gap between themselves and Xiao Longnu. No matter it was internal strength, body skills, or swordsmanship, they were all beaten by this little doll who looked like a fairy and was too young. Not willing to give in, but resigned to his fate.
If you still don't know what to do, the consequences won't be as friendly as they are now, and there will be bloodshed.
At this time, the dragon girl had put away her swords, looked at Qiu Chuji quietly in front of her, and nodded slightly: "I accept."
After saying that, Qiu Chuji turned around and left amid the complex expressions of the Quanzhen Seventh Son. Qiu Chuji stared blankly at the broken sword in his hand for a while, then took two deep breaths and called out to the dragon girl: "Wait a minute."
Everyone was surprised and turned to look at Qiu Chuji, who had an incomprehensible expression. They didn't know what he was going to do. Ma Yu even tried to comfort him: "Junior brother Qiu, we lost. Don't be too persistent."
The dragon girl stopped and looked sideways at the latter without saying a word. Her meaning was obvious. Do you still want to fight?
The two younger ones had already run to Long Nu, glaring at Qiu Chuji and the others with vigilance. Lu Yao said, "You Quanzhen teachers can't afford to lose?"
As soon as these words came out, the six sons all looked embarrassed and did not dare to look at the indifferent little dragon girl. Qiu Chuji secretly gritted his silver teeth and squeezed out a few words with difficulty: "The swordsmanship of the Dragon Master is very good, and the poor Taoist is convinced of the defeat. It's just that , I have something that I don’t understand, and I hope Master Long can clear it up."
Naturally, the dragon girl would not be stingy about this, and she nodded and waited for him to ask questions.
The other six students also looked at Qiu Chuji curiously, wondering what he could ask this little girl.
Qiu Chuji paused, composed his words, and said, "Was the sword technique you just used created by senior Lin Chaoying?"
After saying that, he stared at Xiao Longnu closely, looking a little nervous. The same was true for the six sons, who all stared at Longnu and waited for her answer.
"Um."
Slowly scanning the crowd, the dragon girl nodded and admitted.
After saying that, Qiu Chuji's expression was full of disappointment, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant, and he murmured in despair: "So that's it, Senior Lin is really a strange woman in the world. It was us who lost, Quanzhen, Also defeated."
Ma Yu couldn't bear to see him like this and whispered: "Junior Brother Qiu"
Qiu Chuji waved his hand: "Senior brother, I have disgraced the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect and am ashamed of my master's entrustment. I have no shame to take over as the headmaster of Quanzhen. I will find someone else to take the position of headmaster."
This blow was undoubtedly a huge blow to Qiu Chuji. After he took over as the leader, he originally had great ambitions to revive the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect as the largest sect in the world, but who could have imagined that he could not defeat even a little kid.
He really felt a little ashamed of Wang Chongyang. The ancient tombs and Quanzhen were always competing with each other. Starting from Lin Chaoying's generation, his master Wang Chongyang could not beat Lin Chaoying. Unexpectedly, by his generation, the result was still the same. Likewise, one can imagine the loneliness inside.
"Junior brother! (Senior Brother in Charge)!"
"Winning or losing in the moment is normal. Don't disturb your Taoist mind." Ma Yu looked seriously at the lost Qiu Chuji.
The other five disciples also anxiously tried to comfort them: "Brother, please don't be impulsive and please think twice!!"
But at this time, Qiu Chuji had already made up his mind to leave. He ignored the consolation of his fellow apprentices and bowed squarely to Xiao Longnu: "Thank you, Master Long, for your advice."
After speaking, he turned around and walked up the mountain with the broken sword in hand.
"Senior brother (junior brother)!!!"
The other six sons hurriedly followed, but Qiu Chuji waved his hand: "Don't try to dissuade me. I have made up my mind. I will step down as the head of Chongyang Palace in one month."
"Dongzhang, the matter between you and our teaching has been revealed. I hope you can take care of yourself."
After Qiu Chuji finished speaking, he quickly walked up the mountain, followed closely by the six disciples. They were also panicked. They never expected that it would end up like this. For them, the Quanzhen Sect was really completely defeated today. .
"Oh~ we win!"
After seeing the Quanzhen Seven Sons leaving, Lu Yao happily took Xiao Longnu's hand and jumped up high, showing off the girl's vigor and vitality.
After giving her a slight roll of eyes, Xiao Longnu walked up to Dong Zhang with a happy expression on her face. She was very happy to be able to help him, and she looked like she was begging for praise.
Dongzhang understood, smiled slightly, and gave a thumbs up: "Long Zhang has cultivated martial virtues for thousands of years, and has unparalleled magical skills. He is undefeated. If you follow you, our ancient tomb sect will dominate the world in just a day. Xiaoyao and Xiao Qing, kill the chicken and prepare the paper! Brother wants to sworn sworn brother with Sister Long!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, there was a loud bang on Dongzhang's forehead, and his raised head was instantly knocked down. Xiao Longnu's pretty face was slightly red and she was staring at Dongzhang. He took it back and said angrily: "The dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. Are you healed? Your skin is itchy again!?"
Everyone looked left and right, and all burst into hearty laughter. Even Li Mochou covered her mouth and secretly laughed, because she rarely saw this man being beaten, and she felt very happy in her heart.
"Pap-pap-pap-pap."
Just when everyone was laughing, a series of applause came from down the mountain. The expressions of Xiao Longnu, Li Mochou and others suddenly changed. They all stretched out their hands on the hilts of their swords and stared down the mountain vigilantly.
Only Dongzhang smiled silently and rubbed his forehead, and looked down the mountain. On both sides of the towering mountain road, five people were walking slowly in the middle. They were of different shapes, old and young, male and female. female.
Seeing the visitor, Zhang Dong raised the corners of his lips slightly and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm on my own."
Everyone was slightly relieved after hearing this, but they still stared at the five weirdos strolling over with vigilance.
Masters, just by looking at them, Li Mochou knew that the strength of these five people was unpredictable and that they were first-class masters. Moreover, unlike the Jianghu disciples from ordinary sects, each of them had a lingering evil spirit. , this is a temperament that can only be honed by lying in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood for many years, and it cannot be faked.
Such people are no less dangerous than venomous snakes and ferocious beasts. If they are not careful, they will open their bloody mouths and devour people.
In the blink of an eye, the five people quietly came to Dong Zhang. The young man dressed as a scholar shook his head. His golden earrings shone golden light under the sunlight. He showed his big white teeth and smiled teasingly at Dong Zhang. : "I never thought you also have such a side, henpecked?"
He waved his hand and flicked a stone at the young man. Dongzhang smiled and cursed: "Get out!"
The latter pushed his folding fan forward to push away the stones, and laughed loudly: "Not bad, not bad, he is a good boy."
Seeing the two of them fighting like a bad friend, everyone in the ancient tomb looked at a loss. They didn't know when Dong Zhang had such a friend.
Seeing this, Dongzhang didn't say much. He still sat astride the rock, his eyes slowly scanning the four silent people behind the young man.
The four people were also quietly looking at Dong Zhang, but they saw this man sitting half-naked on the rock. He had a well-proportioned and tall figure, smooth abdominal lines, and abdominal muscle lines like sculptures. His body fat was horribly low, with bulges. His muscles showed his masculine beauty, and the horizontal and vertical scars and sword marks on his chest and lower abdomen added a touch of wildness to this man.
The two sides looked at each other for a while, and a man with a good fortune suddenly grinned and said, "Dongzhang, long time no see."
"Well, thank you, those guys at the bottom of the mountain."
