Murong Pingnan felt uneasy when he saw that the three games were tied, and then said to Murong Zhennan: "Nephew, please go and fight this person on the opposite side. The current situation is extremely unfavorable to us. Please be careful and try your best to defeat this person!"
Murong Zhennan said: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely be able to defeat him. I have thought of a way to deal with him, and I will be able to defeat the enemy!" After Murong Zhennan finished speaking, he jumped up and landed in front of Xu Zhitangdi with two ups and downs.
Murong Zhennan pointed his long sword at Xu Zhitang and shouted: "Boy, you dare to come out and embarrass yourself. Do you really think you have a long life?" Xu Zhitang had fought with him yesterday and felt that he was nothing more than that, so he didn't take Ximen Liang to heart. superior. Yan Qiong has always been very conceited. Since her debut, she has only been defeated by Liu Shui and his wife Jin Ding. Just now I saw everyone winning, so naturally I wanted to show the strength of Yanjiazhuang. When Ximen Liang despised him, he felt angry and without saying a word, he just raised his gun and stabbed him.
Ximen Liang failed to defeat Yan Qiong yesterday, not because he was poor in martial arts, but because he was very cautious. Ximen Liang is over forty years old and has been in the world for more than twenty years. He has rich experience in the world. He naturally knows that Jianghu is dangerous, so he acts with extra caution. Since Yan Qiong's marksmanship was indeed exquisite, Ximen Liang did not dare to be careless and focused on ensuring his own safety. Because of his great reputation in Jiangnan, few people could defeat him, so Yang Xuelian paid a lot of money to hire him as the protector of the White Lotus Sect. He came for money, so he would not fight as hard as the White Lotus cultists, but would not fight an uncertain battle.
Therefore, when he saw Yan Qiong's excellent marksmanship yesterday, he did not seek merit, but sought no faults. He saw that no one else was winning, so there was no need for him to show off. After all, if you beat this one, there will definitely be a master from the other side. If he acted too aggressively, someone more powerful would definitely come next, so Ximen Liang patiently spent time with Yan Qiong and was not in a hurry for success. He also used this opportunity to learn about the subtleties of Yan Qiong's marksmanship. His plan did not fail. If he had defeated Yan Qiong early, he would definitely have encountered Liu Shui or Han Xiang.
When Ximen Liang saw Yan Qiong rushing towards him with his spear, he suddenly had a suspicion in his heart. He did not attack the enemy forcefully, but swayed his body to the side, and then swung his sword backhand to fight back. The two men immediately started fighting. Yan Qiong's attack was like a wave, and he danced with spears vigorously, seeming to have the upper hand. Ximen Liang relied on leaping to dodge, looking very embarrassed. But in fact, because he was roughly familiar with Yan Qiong's marksmanship, he was able to avoid Yan Qiong's killing moves at the critical moment every time.
In the blink of an eye, the two fought for dozens of rounds. Yan Qiong couldn't help but feel anxious. The girls just defeated their opponents quickly, but she was delayed in defeating her opponents. It was really embarrassing. Yan Qiong saw that the opponent was dodging blindly, and her vigilance was greatly reduced, so she stepped up her offensive. Yan Qiong danced her spear quickly, one move after another, wanting to stab the opponent to death immediately.
Ximen Liang wandered around for a long time and saw that although Yan Qiong's offensive became more and more fierce, her moves began to be used repeatedly. Especially when Yan Qiong changed his moves, he was no longer as smooth as at the beginning. Ximen Liang knew that the opportunity was coming, and when Yan Qiong made a move with White Snake, and stabbed straight at him, he determined that Yan Qiong's next move would naturally be to sweep in all directions, so he did not just dodge to the side out of habit, but suddenly He jumped up, swung his sword in the air, and struck Yan Qiong straight. Yan Qiong was preparing to sweep with her spear, but she found the opponent volleying towards him.
Yan Qiong was startled and had no time to think about it before she fired back to parry. Just listen to the sound of clang and the clash of swords and guns. Yan Qiong was so shocked that her mouth burst open and blood spilled out. After all, Yan Qiong is young, and her internal strength is naturally inferior. Ximen Liang once again had the advantage from above, and Yan Qiong was shocked, only to realize that the opponent's internal strength was deep and not inferior to hers. He hurriedly took two steps back, preparing to adjust. As soon as Ximen Liang's foot touched the ground, without any hesitation, he had already stabbed him with his sword.
As soon as Yan Qiong stood still, she felt a sharp sword energy coming towards her. Yan Qiong wanted to retreat again, but it was too late, so she had to raise her gun to block. Ximen Liang suddenly let go of the gun with his left hand and suddenly swung it, hitting Yan Qiong in the chest. Yan Qiong's attention was focused on the opponent's iron spear. When she realized that the palm force had arrived, it was too late to parry or dodge. Yan Qiong was hit with a palm in the chest, and her body immediately flew backwards. Liu Shui was shocked and knew that Yan Qiong had fallen into many traps to lure the enemy. She wanted to save her, but it was too late, so she could only watch Yan Qiong fall to the ground.
Liu Shui was worried that the other party would kill them all, so he quickly jumped up and came to Yan Qiong's side to protect her. But Ximen Liang did not take the opportunity to chase him, but turned around and went back. Ximen Liang was only after money, and he was not willing to forge an enmity with Liu Shui and others for this. He had already won a battle and brought the White Lotus back to a point, which was regarded as a great achievement, so he gave up on the good news.
At this time, Yan Qiong slowly sat up. Seeing Liu Shui standing in front of her, she said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Liu, for protecting me." Liu Shui asked hurriedly, "Master Yan, is there anything serious?" Yan Qiong checked her body. , said: "I suffered a small injury, it's not serious." When Liu Shui heard this, he hurriedly called Wang De to carry Yan Qiong back and asked Lian'er to heal her. Yan Qiong wanted to speak, but Liu Shui waved his hand to stop him and said, "Master Yan, don't talk. It's important to treat the injury!" Wang De hurried over and carried Yan Qiong to find Lian'er.
At this time, another person came out from the opposite side, but it was Dongfang Ming. Liu Shui also returned to his original position and said to Master Qingchen: "Master, thank you!" Master Qingchen nodded, walked up to Dongfang Ming, clasped his hands together, and saluted: "Donor, we couldn't tell the winner yesterday. Negative, if we fight again today, it will probably be the same. Why is the donor stubborn and still following this cult? I advise you to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately! "
Dongfang Ming's situation was the same as Ximen Liang's, he was also invited by Yang Xuelian with a lot of money. Not only was Dongfang Ming several years older than Ximen Liang, but his martial arts skills were also superior to Ximen Liang's, so his reputation in the world was naturally greater. Although Dongfang Ming was very powerful in martial arts, he still had no intention of fighting for Yang Xuelian.
Yesterday he met Master Qingchen, and the two were evenly matched in terms of internal strength and changes in moves, and neither could do anything to the other. Of course, it was also because neither of them had any intention of being cruel. Dongfang Ming has been around for a long time, so he has naturally heard of Master Qingchen. As soon as he fought against Master Qingchen yesterday, he guessed the identity of the master. He did not want to offend the Great Xiangguo Temple, so like Ximen Liang, he did not seek merit, but sought no faults, and just fought with Master Qingchen.
After listening to this, Dongfang Ming smiled slightly and said: "Master Qingchen's Dharma is boundless. He is just a rough man. He has no intention of becoming a Buddha. Please forgive me." Master Qingchen was stunned and looked at Dongfang Ming. He saw that he was about five years old. Ten days ago, he must have been around for a long time, so he asked: "The donor has a pair of discerning eyes, and he can recognize me at a glance." Dongfang Ming said politely: "Master is famous all over the world. Although I often live in the south of the Yangtze River, I often hear people mention it. Master. Master, stop talking and give me some advice!" Master Qingchen sighed and said, "Why is the donor so stubborn?"
Dongfang Ming saw that Master Qingchen was unwilling to take action first, and did not want to continue the verbal dispute with the master, so he said: "Master, I'm offended!" As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his sword and struck straight at him. Master Qingchen recited Amitabha and raised his Zen staff to greet him. The swords and sticks collided, making a clanging sound. Both of them swayed, and it was obvious that their internal strength was almost the same.
Dongfang Ming immediately changed his moves, and with a twist of the sword, he slashed horizontally. Master Qingchen dodged to avoid it, stretched out his Zen staff, and took it straight towards Dongfang Ming. The two of them were going back and forth, and they were immediately fighting each other. However, since neither of them had the intention to kill, they naturally aimed to restrain the other. Therefore, it seemed fierce, but there was no murderous intention. Instead, it became a dull fight. Although Master Qingchen is slightly more powerful, Dongfang Ming Shenfa is more flexible. The two of them each had their own strengths, and for a while, they reached a deadlock.
Yang Xuelian looked at it for a long time, not knowing what to do. She was worried that Dongfang Ming would be defeated in a long battle. After all, he was facing Master Qingchen, so it was understandable that he couldn't win. Just like this, the White Lotus Sect has lost five games. The opponent also has two masters, Hanxiang and Liu Shui, so his side may not be able to win completely. Yang Xuelian had no choice but to ask Yang Xuefeng: "Brother, what do you think we should do now?"
Yang Xuefeng thought for a while and suddenly shouted loudly: "Defang Protector Dongfang, Master Qingchen, please stop for now, I have something to say!" Upon hearing this, Dongfang Ming and Master Qingchen looked at each other and immediately retreated at the same time. Yang Xuefeng said loudly: "I think the two are equally matched, and it will be the same if they continue to fight. Why don't we just call this one a draw? Elder Lu, what do you think?" Lu Hu looked at Liu Shui hesitantly.
Liu Shui had already seen that Master Qingchen didn't want to kill him, but he couldn't tell the truth. After all, the master is an eminent monk, so it makes sense that he would not hurt others. Liu Shui thought to himself, there are still three more games. The White Lotus Sect has only won two games. As long as he and Hanxiang win one more, they can win the competition, so why bother forcing the master? Liu Shui made up his mind and signaled Lu Hu to agree to Yang Xuefeng's proposal.
Lu Lu naturally did not want to embarrass Master Qingchen, and immediately said: "Okay, this battle will be considered a draw. But I want to remind you that we have won four games, and you have only won two. There are three remaining games, and you will definitely not be able to win them all. Win. It's better to admit defeat as soon as possible to avoid wasting time!" Yang Xuelian then said coldly: "How can you know if you haven't tried it yet? Elder Baili, the life and death of the White Lotus Sect depends on your battle!" Baili! Li Feng said generously: "The leader treats me well, and I should do my best. Don't worry!" After saying that, he strode out.
Dongfang Ming returned to Yang Xuelian, raised his hands and said, "Master, my subordinate is incompetent and failed to win. Please punish me, Master!" Yang Xuelian waved his hand and said, "Defang Protector Dongfang does not need to blame himself. This monk's martial arts is not weak, even if the leader himself There is no guarantee of victory even if you take action. You have made great contributions to our sect by being able to fight him to a draw. Please go aside and rest, and there is no need to mention this matter again." Dongfang Ming thanked Yang Xuelian and stepped aside.
Yang Xuelian was telling the truth. She had a battle with Hanxiang yesterday and failed to gain the upper hand, which was a big blow to her. This Hanxiang has no reputation at all. She is similar in age to her and is also a woman. No matter the internal strength, sword skills or light skills, she is not inferior to her. In addition, after seeing Yanmei and Yang Paifeng's martial arts today, which seemed to be comparable to hers, Yang Xuelian couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. She no longer had the blind self-confidence she had before, and finally understood that there were indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the world, and there were many masters.
Baili Feng, who was over sixty years old and holding a cane in his hand, came to the middle of the field and shouted to Liu Shui and others: "Which one of you is here to teach me?" Wang Feng had just seen everyone go out to fight one after another, and he was already impatient to wait. Therefore, without waiting for Liu Shui's signal, he jumped out, quickly came to Baili Feng, raised his hands and said: "Old man, you are so old, you should enjoy the happiness of your family at home, why do you want to get involved in the disputes in the world. I hope you can listen. I give you some good advice and just go back. What do you think?"
Wang Feng saw that he was older, so he spoke very politely. But he didn't know that he had violated Baili Feng's taboo. Baili Feng doesn't like people calling him old because he always feels that others are calling him old and disrespectful. Baili Feng said angrily: "What, you little thief, how dare you scold me for being old and not dying? I will teach you a lesson today on behalf of your parents!" After saying that, he took off the crutch and hit Wang Feng.
Wang Feng was shocked. His respect was actually exchanged for a scolding. He did not expect that the opponent was so agile and could hit him at will without any warning. Wang Feng hurriedly stepped aside and said, "Senior, I have absolutely no intention of doing this!" Baili Feng stopped answering and swiped his cane over again. When Wang Feng saw that he didn't listen to his excuses and kept pushing him, he became angry and stopped being polite and waved his sword to greet him. The swords and staffs collided, and Wang Feng suddenly felt a sharp force rushing towards him through the blade.
Wang Feng was shocked and took a few steps back. Baili Feng's body swayed, following him like a shadow, and in a blink of an eye he was in front of Wang Feng again, his crutch pointed directly at Wang Feng's dantian. Wang Feng was horrified and hurriedly jumped up, over Baili Feng's head and landed behind him. Wang Feng knew he was encountering a powerful enemy and did not dare to neglect him. He then turned his sword around and swept across. But when he turned around, the other party was nowhere to be seen.
Wang Feng thought to himself, it seemed that the other party also jumped behind him. Before Wang Feng could make a move, he heard a sharp force coming from above his head, and a strong palm force approaching from behind. Wang Feng had no time to think carefully and had no choice but to jump forward. As a result, he was able to avoid the crutch that hit his head, but he couldn't avoid the palm force behind his back.
Wang Feng was hit by Baili Feng's palm and flew forward several feet before falling to the ground. Liu Shui and others were shocked. They didn't expect that Wang Feng would be defeated in just a few moves. Liu Shui hurriedly used up his skills, flew away, stopped in front of Wang Feng, and said to Baili Feng, who was walking over: "Senior, we admit defeat in this battle." At this time, Mrs. Wang had already arrived at Wang Feng's side. A pill went into Wang Feng's mouth, then he picked him up by the waist and turned to look for Lian'er.
When Baili Feng saw Liu Shui blocking the way, he shouted: "Boy, since you are on the stage, go ahead and make a move!" Liu Shui shook his head and said: "According to our agreement with the leader of your sect, each person can only appear once. Senior You have already gone to battle, so you should go back. I can wait here for the other masters of your sect. I think your sect is full of talents, and you won’t be the only one with seniors, right?”
