When Ximen Liang saw Duan Qinghuo hurriedly raising his sword to stab him, he suddenly had a suspicion in his heart. Instead of taking a hard hit, he swayed to the side and swung his sword backhand to fight back. The two of them started fighting, and Duan Qing's sword dance was very impressive, and he seemed to have the upper hand. Ximen Liang relied on leaping to dodge, looking very embarrassed. But because he was roughly familiar with Duan Qing's swordsmanship, he was able to avoid Duan Qing's killing moves at the critical moment every time.
In the blink of an eye, the two fought for dozens of rounds. Duan Qing couldn't help but feel anxious. Just now, several people had quickly defeated their opponents, but he was still unable to defeat his opponents. It was really embarrassing. Duan Qing saw that the opponent was dodging blindly, so he stepped up his offensive. Duan Qing danced his sword quickly, each move seemed like a move, and he wanted to stab the opponent to death immediately.
Ximen Liang wandered around for a long time and saw that Duan Qing's offensive became more and more fierce, but his moves began to be used repeatedly. Especially when changing moves, Duan Qing is no longer as smooth as he was at the beginning. When Duan Qing used White Snake to spit out his message and stabbed straight at him, he knew that Duan Qing's next move would naturally sweep across all directions. So instead of ducking to the side, he suddenly jumped up. He swung his sword in the air and struck Duan Qing directly. Duan Qing was about to sweep, but found the opponent volleying towards him.
Duan Qing was startled and hurriedly parried. Just listen to the sound of clang and the clash of swords and guns. Duan Qing was so shocked that the tiger's mouth cracked. Duan Qing is young after all, and his internal strength is naturally a little inferior. Ximen Liang took the initiative again, and Duan Qing was shocked, only to realize that the opponent's internal strength was deep and not inferior to his own. He hurriedly took two steps back, trying to adjust. Ximen Liang didn't stop at all, he had already stabbed with his sword.
As soon as Duan Qing stood still, he felt a sharp sword energy coming towards him. Duan Qing wanted to retreat, but it was too late. Ximen Liang suddenly swung and hit Duan Qing in the chest. Duan Qing focused all his attention on the opponent's sword. When he realized that the palm force had reached, it was too late to parry or dodge.
Duan Qing was hit in the chest by a palm, and his body immediately flew backwards. Feiyun was shocked, knowing that he had fallen into many traps to lure the enemy. She wanted to save him, but she was too late and could only watch Duan Qing 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?”
Baili Feng stayed at the villa yesterday, so he didn't know about the fight between Liu Shui and Yang Xuefeng. He saw that Liu Shui was young, and even though he flew over very quickly, he was at best a master of light kung fu, and was definitely no match for Yang Xuelian's brother and sister. Seeing that Liu Shui was looking down on the White Lotus Sect, he immediately said: "My two attacks are nothing in this sect. Just find someone to come out and deal with you. Just wait!" After that, he turned around. He walked back.
Liu Shui secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The old man's martial arts display just now was indeed strange, and Liu Shui was not sure of victory. If he loses another game, the situation will be serious. In fact, even though Baili Feng had great martial arts skills and weird movement skills, he just caught Wang Feng off guard and got a lucky break. If Wang Feng paid attention to his opponent from the beginning, even if Baili Feng could win, at least he would have to be beyond a hundred moves. Facing Liu Shui, who was on full alert, Baili Feng was not sure of victory.
When Yang Xuelian saw Liu Shui come out, she said to Yang Xuefeng: "Brother, you fought him yesterday. Do you think it is possible to win?" Yang Xuefeng shook his head and said: "Sister, this person's martial arts is really strong. He can not only tap acupuncture points, but also There is a poisonous needle hidden in the folding fan, and there is a soft sword at the waist that can cut iron like clay. After a long battle, I may not be my opponent."
Yang Xuelian said: "In that case, I will deal with him this time. Wait, you go deal with that woman, maybe we still have a chance!" Yang Xuefeng is the only son of the Yang family, and Yang Xuelian will not let him be in danger under any circumstances. Therefore, you have to fight against the person in the opponent's formation who may be the strongest in martial arts. But she didn't expect that Hanxiang's martial arts skills were no worse than Liu Shui's, and he was slightly better in fighting experience! And the ruthlessness of his attack was even greater than that of Liu Shui.
Yang Xuefeng knew that his sister was slightly better than him in martial arts, so he thought to himself that maybe his sister could defeat Liu Shui. Yang Xuefeng then said: "Sister, be careful. If we are really defeated, it doesn't matter. We don't need to fight desperately. My brother has other ways to deal with them!" Yang Xuelian nodded in agreement. She probably guessed what Yang Xuefeng meant at this time. Yang Xuelian immediately jumped up, and in a blink of an eye, she was in front of Liu Shui, and said: "Little thief, we have no enmity with you, but you are deliberately making an enemy of us. Today, the leader of our religion will teach you a lesson, and take the place of those who died." The believers seek revenge!”
