Before the shouting stopped, the two of them fell to the ground. The man fell into the hall and raised his eyes and praised: "It is really amazing for young people to have such swordsmanship. It is really respectable."

Qi Yufeng looked up and saw the man standing in the hall, standing still, wearing a green robe, with a jade face, and looking about thirty-four years old. Although he looked middle-aged, he was tall and handsome, with broad eyebrows and elegant eyes, and had no wrinkles on his face, as if he was a handsome young man in a graceful and turbulent world.

But seeing him holding the Yitian Sword against his enemy Qi Yufeng with an ordinary long sword, this ability is rare. He is handsome and graceful, especially better than a person like Qi Yufeng. He looks like a king of generations, and is born to be a superior person.

He stood with his hands behind his back, smiled slightly, stepped on his toes, and his figure flashed, and You suddenly appeared from more than ten feet away. Except for Qi Yufeng who had done this skill, no one could do it. Everyone was shocked and felt that this person was even more terrifying than ghosts. They looked at each other, but none of them knew who this person was.

Kongzhi and Fan Yao looked at each other, and at the same time, they silently recited in their hearts: "Let's shrink for thousands of miles."

Qi Yufeng's light skills were achieved after Zhang Sanfeng's teachings, and his approach to the flashing method evolved from the martial arts of ancient Persia. Although he did not know his opponent's skill at this time, he could see that it was an extremely profound light skills. With one step forward, he was ten feet away, and his movements were elegant and natural, as if it was not the man who flew over ten feet, but the distance of more than ten feet suddenly shrank into a step.

Qi Yufeng stepped forward without looking sideways. He clasped his fists and asked, "Since you have such martial arts skills, why do you want to do such a thing as a rooster crowing and dog thieving in this bright world?"

The man in the green robe just smiled slightly when he heard this. He rushed to him one step, reached out to the people behind him, and bowed slightly, "After twenty years of separation, Zhang Zhongxiong of the Zhengyi faction was fortunate to meet Zen Master Kongzhi and Fan Youzeng again." He held the courtesy very respectful and looked solemnly. He turned to look at Zhang Songxi sitting upright, and said, "This must be Zhang Sixia, I have been admired for a long time."

Before those people could answer, Zen Master Kongzhi heard this. He seemed to have just discovered that this person had broken into the mountain gate after he was sleeping. He immediately shouted in surprise: "It turns out that it is fellow Taoist Zhang from Zhengyi Sect. Please come in quickly."

The man in green robe nodded slightly and responded: "Yes." He put down his hands, flicked his sleeves slightly, and then he was about to float in and sit down at the seat next to the Shaolin Sect.

Qi Yufeng couldn't help frowning at this moment. He thought that this matter is getting more and more strange today. Mrs. Baicha is not the Beggars' Sect, not Zhengyi, and naturally it is not something that the Qinghai Sect, the Vajra Sect and other sects can do. But who did it? This man used the Heavenly Sword, the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Palms and the Nine Yin Sutras as bait. His ambition is quite large, but he doesn't know what it is.

He glanced at the green-robed guest with a glance. He originally wanted to let him go, but Zhang Zhongxiong flashed and his steps turned. He suddenly felt a sudden sensation in his mind. He immediately raised his hand and stopped the man and smiled: "It turns out that he is a distinguished guest from the Zhengyi Sect in Qinghai. I didn't expect that we couldn't see him in the northwest, but we all came here. I am the chief of the conference today. I am so slow to treat the guests, so don't be weird!"

Zhang Zhongxiong originally didn't take him seriously, but he failed to attack him in a series of sneak attacks. He immediately extinguished his thoughts of dealing with him. He glanced coldly and was about to walk over from the side.

But Qi Yufeng was reluctant to do so, and still said enthusiastically: "I heard that the generation of Heavenly Venerables Guo Chengxian and Deng Changen are all your disciples. I admire them very much. Since the master has come here today, can you show us some skills and teach us to open our eyes?"

Although Zhang Zhongxiong is only thirty or forty years old, he is already over forty years old. It is just because he nourishes and takes away the fortune of yin and yang, and has always been calm and does not easily get angry, so he has such a magical effect. But now he hears the name of Guo Chengxian and Deng Changen, but he can't help but feel angry in his heart.

It turned out that Guo Chengxian and Deng Changen were the apprentices he accepted when he was middle-aged. Guo Chengxian learned several of his Taoist techniques and used the Five Thunder methods, so he went down the mountain. He never did his best to do his best to this apprentice and did not take it seriously.

But who knew that Guo Chengxian had a weak martial arts skills and was very fluent in his mouth. He actually defected to a high-ranking official of the Yuan Dynasty with his magic skills and gained a level of advancement.

He flattered the powerful and wealthy in exchange for glory and wealth, but he was still not satisfied, so he used to be a savage and acted as a blessing. When the people were bullied by him, they all suffered unspeakably.

One day, Guo Chengxian suddenly saw a Taoist priest who called himself "Sai Tianshi". As soon as he met, he said to Guo: "You have the secret of the Five Thunder Dharma hidden in you, right?"

When Guo heard this, he knew that he had predicted something unexpectedly and must have been a god. He dared not hide it and claimed "yes".

Saitian Master said: "I still have the 'Six Thunder Methods' to give you. As long as it is implemented according to the law, I can summon the immortals, turn into beauty, step onto the phoenix, and play in the world."

When Guo heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed to ask him to preach the Dharma. After the matter was over, he kowtowed to thank him.

Guo Chengxian learned the "Six Thunder Methods" and was proud of it. He told the senior official that he could attract immortals. The senior official believed it and immediately urged Guo Chengxian to perform the Dharma quickly. However, Guo took the opportunity to set up an airs and set up an altar first, and set up a full set of exquisite outfits, hang red lights, and surround the green curtains. Everything was ready to be arranged, and only then would he choose the day to enter the altar to perform the Dharma.

Let’s talk about Guo Chengxian doing the trick on the altar. Suddenly, thunderstorms were blew in the sky, the wind blew yellow sand, and the lights were blowing out in an instant. It seemed that all the fox spirits and rat monsters took the opportunity to run out. After a while, all of this disappeared again. There were only faint clouds in the sky, and the crescent moon hung on the eaves.

I vaguely heard a moan coming from the depths of the altar. When I lit the candle, I saw four or five concubines from the high-ranking official family, naked and silly men, and the slaves went over to help them in. Looking at Guo Chengxian, he was still standing on the altar, talking in a vague manner, and was doing his best. The official was shy and angry, and raised his sword and cut Guo into two pieces, threw the body into the pond in the back garden, and strictly ordered his family not to spread it. But such a ugly thing could not be hidden, and it spread throughout the streets and alleys the next day. Even a gate was implicated and became a laughing stock for others.

However, Deng Changen was a subordinate of Zhang Zhongxiong for many years and was deeply loved by him. Later, he was recommended by him and became a high-ranking official of Taichangqing. Deng Changen was sinister and cruel, and secretly harmed countless people. He had ghosts in his heart, so he had nightmares, so he sent his apprentice Chen Wai'er to find a way to kill ghosts.

Chen Wai'er was ordered to go out and walked halfway. He met a Taoist with a majestic expression, holding a long bow in his hand and inserting seven arrows into his waist. (Bow Chang Zhang, Sanfeng Qi, these two stories were among the seven alchemists of Zhang Sanfeng's opera, not the author Du Zhuan.) He claimed that he could shoot ghosts and hit every shot. Chen Wai'er was half-believing and half-doubted about him. Because he was on the same road and followed him. At night, he spent the night in a ruined temple. The forest was deep and the moon was dark, and the chirping ghosts came from the ancient bamboo trees. Chen Wai'er was very scared, but the Taoist said, "Don't be afraid, you can just look at my magic arrow."

Then he shot an arrow in the gap of the window. He heard the ghost wailingly fleeing, and the servant was impressed. The next morning, he kowtowed and begged the Taoist to teach him his magic. The Taoist was generous and immediately passed on him the magical art of magic.

Chen Wai'er came back to meet his master and said, "Fortunately, I thanked my master for his blessings. I met a god on the road and taught the archery technique."

Chang En was overjoyed after hearing this. The moon was hazy at night, and the sound of ghosts in the garden in the mansion started again. He hurriedly asked Chen Xian to show his magic skills. Chang En turned around the corridor and monitored the opposite building. Chen was still cautious. Suddenly, he saw a ghost flying into the opposite building. Chen took off a strong bow and shot him with an arrow. At the sound of the arrow, there was only a loud scream. Something fell down when he quickly lit the candlelight to take care of him, but it was Deng Changen. Fortunately, the arrow was not hit by the vital point and only shot his left arm. He turned to look for Chen Wai'er and had already escaped.

Zhang Zhongxiong was originally a person who wanted to be respected. After these several blows, he only practiced all day long without stepping out of the mountain gate. Even if the heroes in the world saw him, they should give him some face and never mention it.

He has been practicing martial arts hard for the past few years and is expected to shock the world with one battle. Only then did he take advantage of the sun to come out. Who knew that his peerless light skills did not arouse too much surprise. This old story was actually revealed by the young man in front of the heroes of the world. His face was dark and almost dripped out of black water.

He snorted coldly, his body turned rapidly, and he rotated several circles in a row. He wanted to avoid this annoying boy and went forward to talk to Shaolin, Wudang and other disciples. Who knew that although he rotated at a very fast speed, the boy was also like lightning, his posture was solemn and indecent, but he was extremely light and agile. He completed it in one go in the order of Xuantian Gang Steps, and actually blocked himself outside.

At this moment, he couldn't help but be shocked, thinking that the "Xuanheti Zonggong" was created by my junior brother in recent years. Why did this young man feel as if he is skilled, how could he know my route?

His heart thumped slightly. He looked up and saw Qi Yufeng sneering at the corner of his mouth: "The master had the ability to seize the sword just now, why is he a turtle now?"

When Zhang Zhongxiong heard this, he said, "Mrs. Baicha just said that whoever took the Sword of Heaven today is today is the chief judge today. Why can't I take it if you take it?"

Qi Yufeng shook his head and said, "I will take it myself, and you will not be able to take it."

Zhang Zhongxiong looked stunned and asked quickly: "Why?"

Qi Yufeng shook his sleeves and said loudly: "For thousands of years, the Chinese dynasty have changed, and the princes have fought for power. You are a Taoist man, who is good at everything and has bowed down for glory and wealth. I think how good the former Song Dynasty has given you a title to your family. He has almost given you a title from generation to generation to build Taoist temples, and granted the power of the general talismans and sects, and obtained the dominant position of Taoism in the Talisman Sect. But why did the Great Jin Kingdom come and you were granted the title of Jin Kingdom and take the initiative to seek official positions? Decades later, the Mongols and the Jin Kingdom were defeated. You and others judged the situation and turned to Kublai Khan with a stern righteousness. How could you be worthy of the sword of the Heavenly Reign? "

After he finished speaking these few words, Zhang Zhongxiong became more and more angry, his face suddenly turned bloody, like a pig's liver, and shouted: "Boy, you are looking for death!" These words burst into his ears, and the sound was as loud as thunder.

When Qi Yufeng heard this, he looked up in shock and said, "Why, do you want to kill someone to silence him?"

Zhang Zhongxiong said angrily: "You young man, you are so vicious, how can you forgive you? The old Taoist is going to kill you today. Are you pursuing yourself? Or do you have to take action?"

Qi Yufeng lowered his head and thought, as if he was hesitating in his heart. He suddenly raised his head and smiled: "Huaqiu, do you think you have that ability?"

When Zhang Zhongxiong heard this, he stopped talking. He took a few steps and grabbed his right hand towards his head. The grab was straight from his wrist to his fingers. His strength was so fierce that he thought in his heart. This kid was so skillful that I had already fought against him with his fist and palm skills. See if he could fight one or two points.

Qi Yufeng let go lightly. Zhang Zhongxiong failed to catch it, and then followed him. This move came.

Even faster and more fierce. Qi Yufeng slanted his body and dodged to the left. Zhang Zhongxiong grabbed the third, fourth, fifth, and waved it out.

In an instant, his figure almost turned into a green dragon, with the dragon's shadow flying in the sky and the dragon's claws dancing rapidly, suppressing Qi Yufeng so that he had nowhere to dodge.

The crowd around him saw that his claw technique was fierce, and he couldn't help but shout in unison.

At this moment, Zhang Zhongxiong heard a lazy voice in his ear: "Is this the 'Xuanheti Zonggong'? That's all."

He was shocked when he heard this. Then he suddenly realized that the young man was like a top, with a sharp turn, but he followed the method of "Ruan Heti Xuan Gong", and his tricks were even more clever than himself. He was shocked immediately.

After Qi Yufeng said this, he suddenly punched forward like a thunderous blow, and then his palm skills came out continuously, attacked continuously, and rushed forward one after another. Zhang Zhongxiong had never expected that the young man's fist and palm skills would be so solid, and he could not breathe. He immediately retreated repeatedly, with almost no room for a fight. Although he could not support him, he had not shown his defeat, but he could not return a single move, and in fact he had already lost a lot.

Seeing that the skill used by Qi Yufeng was the "Great Demon-Subduing Fist" used by more than a dozen great men at the door just now. It was powerful and powerful, like a black cloud, and was overwhelmed by the city.

Zhang Zhongxiong complained in his heart. He jumped back and forth, and even wanted to turn around and run several steps. He could not get it. He could see each move and remember each move clearly. However, at a young age, his palm technique was strange and his internal strength was very deep. He did not observe any of them, and he immediately became unstable and stepped back three steps to the left.

Qi Yufeng's spirit is as strong as a mountain, and his palms are like the Yangtze River. He is really the style of a famous elder. How could he be a young man? On the one hand, he has practiced boxing and palm skills for decades. When he saw him turning his palms, he was powerful and calm, and he was really impeccable. His rules and strong strength were so strict that even the world's top masters could do this. Even if there were several masters, he couldn't help but shout: "Good boxing!"

Just now, there was a sudden "sneer" sound, and Zhang Zhongxiong's shoulders and sleeves were already grabbed by Qi Yufeng in his hand. His right arm was exposed, and five long blood marks appeared, and blood was dripping down.

His face was dull and he immediately took a few steps back. In this moment, he was completely disappointed. He felt that he had been practicing martial arts for decades and dominated the world, and it became a dream. After a while, he saw that everyone present looked at him with pity and sigh. He couldn't help but grit his teeth and said slowly: "The skill in Qi Shaoxia's fist is much better than himself. We are not worthy of carrying shoes for Qi Shaoxia."

Qi Yufeng looked at this person. Although he had never met before this in his life, he could not make friends and was destined to be an enemy. He nodded immediately and said, "No, it seems that you have good martial arts skills. You can leave your entire body and commit suicide."

When these words were said, the crowd was immediately in a panic. Everyone thought to themselves that these two people were just fighting in order to earn a succession and reputation. After a battle, they could go back and practice kung fu for another twenty years. The disciples and grandchildren came to challenge again, but why did they make such a fuss that they never ended?

But everyone looked at Qi Yufeng with a resolute and courageous expression, but he didn't look joking at all. He couldn't help but feel shocked. The boy seemed inconspicuous in his heart, but he was also one of the anti-kings, so he should not be underestimated.

On the one hand, Fan Yao sighed slightly, "The most ruthless imperial family..."

When Qi Yufeng heard this, he immediately looked at Fan Yao and shook his head solemnly.

At this moment, I heard Zhang Zhongxiong say, "I heard that Young Master Qi is good at swordsmanship, and he comes first, only attacks but not defends, and almost never uses a second sword to kill people. I have also learned a trace of sword principles in Changyun Mountain, Qinghai for many years. I am willing to ask you for advice and fulfill my past wishes."

Qi Yufeng was surprised in his heart, saying that you had a wish and what did it have to do with me, but he naturally couldn't ask for it when he fought with such a swordsman. He nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I promise you."

He placed three long swords side by side on the ground and handed over the Changbai sword. But he drew the Yitian Sword. Zhang Zhongxiong knew that if the challenge was successful today, it would inevitably cause great trouble. If he failed, he would not have a place to bury himself. He immediately felt bored and secretly regretted it. He reached out to take the long sword.

The two of them were silent for a while, and in the hall, there was a silence. Many people around them saw these two masters competing swords. They clenched their fists, sweating in their palms, and their hearts were pounding.

Qi Yufeng has been in the industry for four or five years, and has experienced hundreds of big and big battles, and has never failed. At this time, in the eyes of some knowledgeable people, he is already the number one person in the world below two Zhangs; while Zhang Zhongxiong's unparalleled internal skills are very famous in the world, and he is famous early, even surpassing the seven heroes of Wudang. Although Qi Yufeng's sword technique is mysterious and beautiful, can he really surpass him?

Qi Yufeng saw his opponent holding the long white sword, and his eyes immediately became sharp. Obviously, he did not use all his strength before the previous seven swords attack. He immediately smiled and said, "It is hard to find a master. The realm of your sword technique can be called the fourth person to attend today. If I don't understand it, I will be sad when you die."

Zhang Zhongxiong sneered and said, "There are only people like Young Master Qi in the world who are qualified to evaluate my swordsmanship. Otherwise, it would be like learning the technique of slaying dragons, but there is nowhere to slay dragons, which is really boring!"

Qi Yufeng held the sword in his hand, pointed the sword tip far away to the ground, and smiled and said, "You might as well give it a try."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone suddenly heard a "sneer" sound in the hall, and the roaring sound burst out from the eardrum. This was the sound of the sword breaking through the air. When the people present heard this sound, their faces changed color. The sharp roar was even more rapid than the sharp crossbow breaking through the air. How fast is this sword?

Everyone looked up and saw a gray shadow and a green light. The two of them transformed into seven or eight figures in the hall, and they couldn't stop circling. At the intersection, there was a bright white light that changed rapidly, quickly surpassing the flowing light.

After a while, I heard the sound of the sword handover, and it was getting shorter and shorter, like raindrops in the sultry summer, getting denser and faster, gradually making a sound, gathering into a noisy sound. (To be continued...)
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