Luo Chuanhe wanted to step forward and continue to attack Lu Zhi, but was stopped by Ximen Shan. Ximen Shan shook his head at Luo Chuan and said, "Chuan'er, don't be reckless!"
Then Ximenshan glanced at Xiao Yan and said, "Miss Xiao, what's the matter with you?"
Xiao Yan smiled slightly and said: "We heard that you have defeated many friends in the world, so we wanted to come and compete with you."
Ximen Shan knew that the other party came here specifically to find trouble, but it was normal for people to challenge him. It’s just that Ximenshan didn’t know what the other party’s real purpose was and didn’t dare to agree rashly.
Seeing that Feiyun knew Xiao Yan, Ximenshan said to Feiyun, "Boy Yun, what do you think?"
Feiyun originally believed that Xiao Yan was Li Xiaoyan, but she lied and refused to admit it, and there was nothing she could do. Besides, he was not particularly familiar with Li Xiaoyan, and Liangchen had always suspected that there was something wrong with her identity. If I hadn't seen that Xiao Yan and Li Xiaoyan looked exactly the same, I would have almost forgotten this person.
Of course Feiyun didn't know that Xiao Yan was the person he met in Baling Mountain. After all, Xiao Yan and others met Feiyun several times, but they always covered their faces and changed their voices. Feiyun could only guess that they were related to the Danxia Sect through their martial arts skills.
Feiyun didn't have any good response to Ximen Shan's inquiry. If you directly reject the other party's challenge, it is equivalent to admitting defeat. This is something that is difficult for people in the world to accept, let alone someone as famous as Ximen Shan.
Liangchen suddenly said to Ximen Shan: "Grandpa Ximen, I think we can only accept their challenge now. Otherwise, if they block the way like this, we won't be able to leave. Besides, if they come to challenge us, we don't dare to challenge them. It's really inappropriate."
Ximen Shan thought for a while, then turned to Xiao Yan and said, "Miss Xiao, we promise you. However, you must first tell me which sect in the world you belong to."
When Xiao Yan saw Ximen Shan agreed, she immediately beamed with joy. She quickly looked at Huang Yuxian and said, "Master, Senior Ximen has agreed to compete!"
Huang Yuxian nodded and said to Ximen Shan: "Senior Ximen, this junior's surname is Huang, and he is known as Huang Xiangu. Recently, this junior founded a sect by himself, named Nanling Sect. If this junior wants to quickly become famous in the world, he must Find challenges from various sects. Your Ximen family is a famous sect in Xichuan, and it has been very popular recently. If we can defeat you, our sect will immediately become famous all over the world."
Ximenshan knew that what Huang Yuxian said was not necessarily the ultimate goal, but it was still reasonable. Ximen Shan smiled slightly and said, "It seems that Master Huang wants to use our Ximen faction as a stepping stone. Well, tell us how you want to compete!"
Huang Yuxian smiled and said: "Senior Ximen, you also know that our sect has just been established and there are not many people. We only have eleven people now. It would be too troublesome for everyone to compete in one competition. If there are only two or three competitions, , I guess you will feel that you are still unsatisfied. That's it, let's compete for five games. If you win three games, we will leave immediately. If we win three games, then you have to promise me something. How about it? "
When Ximen Shan heard that she had another purpose, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised. Ximen Shan thought for a moment and then said: "Then it depends on what you want us to agree to. You can't ask us all to commit suicide, so we should agree too, right?"
Huang Yuxian said quickly: "Senior Ximen, don't get me wrong. I have absolutely no intention of harming your sect. What I ask for does no harm to your sect, only benefits. But I don't want to say it for the time being, because if we don't defeat you, we will It’s all for nothing! I think Senior Ximen should have the confidence and certainty to defeat us, so he will naturally agree to our request!”
Ximen Shan felt that in this way, even if he lost, there would be no harm to his side, so he said: "Well, which one of you will go on first!"
Huang Yuxian thought for a while, and then said to Lu Zheng: "Lu Zheng, you are new to the profession and have not made any meritorious deeds yet, so you will take the lead!"
Lu Zheng was overjoyed. He felt ashamed since he was restrained by Feiyun last time. He has been practicing martial arts diligently and wants to restore his reputation. Especially today in front of Xiao Yan, he wanted to use his strength to change Xiao Yan's bad impression of him.
Lu Zheng agreed, unsheathed his sword, took a few steps forward, and said to Ximen Shan, "I'm Lu Zheng, the new disciple of Sect Huang. Who among you can give me some advice?"
Although Feiyun once restrained Lu Zheng, he never unveiled him, so he did not recognize him. Besides, Lu Zheng wanted to conceal his identity as a Shaolin disciple this time, so he changed his weapons from sticks to steel knives.
Luo Chuan took action just now, but failed to take advantage, and he was unwilling to do so. He immediately said to Ximen Shan: "Master, let me take the lead!"
However, Ximen Shan did not agree and said: "Chuan'er, don't worry about fighting from behind. It's more appropriate for Fei Ying to fight this fight. Second boy, I leave this fight to you!"
Ximen Shan knew that the more powerful the other party was, the farther behind he would be. This time he didn't want Feiyun to get involved. After all, the other party was here for Ximen's family. After all, Feiyun has not officially married Tianxiang, so he cannot be considered a member of the Ximen family.
Feiying was overjoyed and said quickly: "Grandpa, my grandson obeys your order!" As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out the sword on his back, walked up to Lu Zheng, raised his hands and saluted, and said: "I am Ximen Feiying. I have been ordered to learn your brilliant moves."
Lu Zheng returned the salute and immediately shouted: "Watch the move!" Immediately he swung the steel knife and "Cleaved Huashan with force", and went straight to Fei Ying's head.
Fei Ying quickly swung his sword to block it, and then used his backhand move "Sweeping Thousands of Troops" to cut him in the middle. Lu Zheng saw Fei Ying's internal strength being strong and the sword coming from the tiger like the wind, so he did not catch it forcefully and jumped out of the way. The two of them went back and forth and started fighting.
Feiying has strong internal energy and Lu Zheng's sword skills are exquisite. The two fought for forty or fifty rounds, with no outcome in sight. Qin Feiying was a little anxious. As the second eldest disciple of the third generation of the Ximen family, the other party was just a twenty-year-old boy. He had been undefeated for so long. He really damaged the reputation of the Ximen family.
As Fei Ying thought about it, he sped up his movements and danced the sword in his hand vigorously. Each sword was faster than the other, and he struck at Lu Zheng continuously.
Lu Zheng was fighting and dodging, seemingly at a loss. Lu Zheng relied on his exquisite sword skills and never collided head-on with Fei Ying's sword.
Feiying thought to himself, it seems that the opponent does not have enough internal strength, so he does not dare to fight hard, so he must seize his weakness and find an opportunity to knock off his steel knife, and he will naturally win.
Fei Ying made up his mind and used all his internal strength. Each stroke of his sword was tighter than the last, and he slashed, swept, or stabbed at Lu Zheng, attacking fiercely. Lu was under his repeated attacks. Naturally, it was not that easy to dodge easily.
Fei Ying was overjoyed and shouted suddenly. Halfway through the slash, the sword suddenly changed to a sweeping sweep. Lu Zheng had no time to dodge, so he had to fight with his sword.
Only a "dang" sound was heard, and the swords collided. Both of them were stunned, and their swords were shaken together and fell to the ground. Feiying was shocked, it turned out that the opponent's internal strength was not inferior to his own. It seemed that he was showing weakness on purpose, intending to catch himself off guard.
At this moment, Lu Zheng ignored that the steel knife had already been released, and then swung his left palm and struck Fei Ying in the chest. Feiying didn't have time to think about it and raised his palms to greet him. The two palms struck each other, but Fei Ying felt great pain in his palms, and then went numb.
It turns out that there is a poisonous nail hidden in Lu Zheng's ring. Fei Ying knew that he had fallen into a trap and was poisoned. Before the poison had taken effect, he used all his strength and quickly swung his left palm out to strike directly.
Lu Zheng was secretly proud, thinking that after Feiying was poisoned, he would definitely turn around and retreat, going back to use his energy to exorcise the poison. He didn't expect that Fei Ying would not retreat but advance instead of accelerating the onset of toxicity.
When Lu Zheng reacted, he wanted to wave his palm to greet him, but he was too late. Fei Ying immediately hit Lu Zheng in the chest with his palm. Lu Zheng was also strong. At the same time he was hit in the palm, he also tried his best to hit Fei Ying in the chest. The two of them were hit in the palm almost at the same time, and were knocked backward several feet at the same time, falling to the ground one after another.
The disciples of the Ximen family rushed to help Feiying and saw that he was unconscious. Ximen Shan checked Fei Ying's palm and saw a small hole on his finger, with black blood leaking out.
Ximen Shan knew that Fei Ying had been plotted by the other party and was poisoned. He hurriedly took out an antidote pill, stuffed it into Fei Ying's mouth, and then raised his palm to slowly input internal force behind Fei Ying's back. After a while, Feiying spit out a mouthful of black blood and woke up.
Ximen Shan finally breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Second boy, you have suffered a lot, go to the back to adjust your breath first. I am here, you don't have to worry. Someone, help Fei Ying to rest in the back, and take good care of him!" Several disciples He hurriedly ran over and helped Fei Ying to the carriage behind.
Upon seeing this, Feiyun quickly said to Lian'er: "Sister Lian'er, go over and take a look and try to help Brother Feiying!" Lian'er agreed and hurried to the back.
Ximen Shan's face was ashen and he said to everyone: "Everyone, be careful and be careful when fighting them later. They have hidden poison nails on their fingers, and Fei Ying was not aware of it and was plotted against them."
Luo Chuan was furious and said: "What a despicable and shameless person, he actually used such shameless means!"
Meimei immediately shouted to the other side: "Xiao and Huang, two cheap maids, how dare you hide poisonous nails, are you still shameless?"
Just when they were treating Fei Ying here, they were also rescuing Lu Zheng over there. Although Lu Zheng was not poisoned, the palm force he received was far greater than that of Fei Ying. After he fell to the ground, he was also unconscious.
The two strong men massaged Lu Zheng for a long time, and then Lu Zheng woke up. Huang Yuxian took Lu Zheng's pulse and knew that he had suffered internal injuries, so he waved his hand and asked someone to carry Lu Zheng to the back.
Huang Yuxian was not annoyed at all after hearing Meimei's scolding. Xiao Yan was about to scold back, but Huang Yuxian shook her head at Xiao Yan and stopped her.
Then Huang Yuxian snorted coldly and responded loudly: "You stinky girl, your mouth is always so unclean. When I am free another day, I will catch you and give you a good cleansing! Let's compete in a martial arts competition. The winner is king, no matter what the rules are. Besides, I didn’t say you can’t use concealed weapons just now. You have to pretend to be a hero. Who can blame you? If you have it, you can use it. I will never say a word of nonsense. !”
