"I never thought that Goryeo, who has a big pie face, has such a stunning beauty, and I, Zhao Ritian, is impressed."

"Exotic beauties, and have martial arts skills, not bad."

"Don't just look at the beauty. Master Yue's Zixia magic skill is powerful. He folds his fan from the air, and a purple air is unstoppable. He doesn't expect that he came here by chance today and saw another magic skill that shocked the world. The name of Zixia magic skill is well deserved."

"That is, defeating the first disciple of "Master Yijian" Fu Cailin in one move. How many people in the world can do it? It seems that my Yangzhou is going to become a holy place for martial arts in the world."

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Everyone's words did not affect the mood of Fu Junhua, who lost in one move. She thought she was just defeated because she was not prepared.

"Come again"

Fu Junhua pushed his sword forward again, stepping on strange steps, as if avoiding the sudden appearance of Zixia magic. After a few breaths, he turned into ghostly smoke and attacked from all directions. The long sword in his hand turned into thousands of rays of shadows, and the mercury poured into the ground and attacked Chu Feng like a wave.

Chu Feng looked calm and stood there. From time to time, he raised his fan up and down to fight left and right, looking very relaxed.

After fighting for sixty or seventy rendezvous, Fu Junhua turned around and staggered to the ground, his face turned pale and he was panting. It can be seen that he used his ultimate moves continuously and his internal strength was consumed excessively.

Chu Feng shook the folding fan lightly and smiled.

"Zixia's little kung fu, I am best at using swords and sword techniques from the Taoist sect's Changshengguan lineage."

Chu Feng did not miss any opportunity to advertise his Taoist temple.

These words made Fu Junmao feel the urge to vomit blood. After a long time of slapping, he was not good at using what he was good at.

"You, you..."

Fu Junmao bit her red lips and couldn't say the complete words.

"You go, not everyone can tell the head of the Five Mountains Sword Sect!"

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he turned around, fanned the fan, and walked towards the gate with a leisurely look on his face.

Fu Junhuan stood in the breeze with his sword in his heart, and her heart was extremely messy. She, who had always been proud of the "Master of Yijian" Fu Cailin, could not even enter the Wuyue Sword Sect.

Unlike Fu Junmai's loss, the onlookers of the martial arts world were excited. What is the top sect? The Five Mountains Sword Sect is, any hall master, standing still, can easily defeat the first disciple of Fu Cailin, the "Master of Yijian" of "Master of Yijian". Not to mention, the female sword saint who had been learning from Bai Yuan for two months, countless people suddenly saw the hope of becoming a master in the world.

"I want to become a disciple"

"I want to get started"

"I have four shops at home. I want to worship the female swordsman as my master, so there will be no less offerings."

"My family has five large ships, three rice shops, and a silk shop. I want to worship the master of the left hall of Songshan Hall as my teacher."

"I practice martial arts at the age of three, boxing at the age of five, sword at the age of seven, and dare to kill people at the age of twelve. I have achieved a little success in swordsmanship. I ask the Lord of Huashan Hall to accept me as my disciple, and I will definitely practice swords hard."

"I am talented and can never forget everything I see, please accept me to get started"

"I am down-to-earth and willing to work hard, and I am not afraid of hard work. I want me to go in and sweep the floor."

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For a moment, countless voices started to shout.

Chu Feng did not turn around, slowed down a little, and chanted in his mouth: "How is Dai Zongfu? Qi and Lu are still green. The creation is beautiful, the yin and yang are cut off and the morning. The blush is shining, and the return bird is swollen. It will reach the top and overlook the small mountains."

After chanting, the figure disappeared inside the gate.

The onlookers of the martial arts world were quiet for a moment, and seemed to be shocked by this poem, especially the last sentence.

"I will be on the top of the mountain and overlook all the mountains."
Chapter completed!