The bamboo forest is as thick as a bamboo forest, and there are a few thatched huts.
On both sides of the confrontation, at the door of a thatched hut was Ma Guixian, the chief disciple of the female martial arts goddess of the Daduan Dynasty.
The visitor, a man with a slender figure, wearing a green shirt, long coat and cloth shoes, is standing in the bamboo forest.
From two huts elsewhere, two women walked out. They looked young, but they were actually quite old. They were Ma Guixian's two junior sisters. One was from the Dou family of Yunzhuang, a top wealthy family in Daduan, and the other was
He was born in Yamazawa Yexiu, and turned into a pure martial artist in the middle, joining the army. In the end, during a tragic war, he was recognized by Pei Beixiang, the national master who presided over the battle, for his martial arts qualifications, and was accepted as a disciple. His martial arts realm improved rapidly, and his momentum was overwhelming.
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Dou Fenxia, ​​who had a snake bun on her head, was leaning against a green bamboo tree with her back, her posture was lazy, and her body was plump. At this moment, she squinted and smiled, and carefully looked at the unkind man in green shirt.
Just before she stopped, she bent down and picked up a few pebbles and bamboo leaves from the ground. Now she leaned on a bamboo pole, raised her toes, and gently poked the ground.
The junior sister Liao Qingao not far away has been involved in spiritual practice and entered the cave realm early. Therefore, even though she is half a hundred years old, she still has the appearance of a girl, with an extremely thin waist and a long sword.
These three fellow disciples, as the senior brother Ma Guixian, are at the top of the mountain.
Dou Fenxia and Liao Qingao are both pure martial artists in the Yuanyuan realm.
The three pure warriors all have the hope of reaching the tenth level.
Therefore, in the eyes of the outside world, if five ten-level warriors appear in one sect at the same time in the future, the Daduan Dynasty's martial arts will be so prosperous that it will be unprecedented and unprecedented.
The breeze blows through the bamboo forest, and the man wearing a green shirt in the distance has his hair on the temples flickering slightly, his sleeves swaying slightly, and the clouds and water ripple.
In a trance, this person seemed to be in a mysterious realm where heaven and man are one.
This scene of the Qingling scroll is really eye-catching, and Dou Fenxia shines brightly. She is such a young hidden official who has heard her name for a long time but has not seen her face. It is no wonder that when she was young, she was able to fight three times in a row with her junior brother on the top of the city.
Liao Qingao, however, had a frosty face and didn't have a good impression of this person. He couldn't defeat his junior brother, so he took advantage of Cao Ci's participation in the Confucian Temple meeting to trouble his senior brother? What's going on?
Ma Guixian asked with a smile: "Chen Ping'an, have you found the wrong person? When did Mr. Ma become so famous? If you just want to practice boxing and hone your martial arts, aren't there other senior masters elsewhere?
It seems like it’s not my turn.”
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I am looking for the wrong person, I am looking for you. Unless you are not Ma Guixian."
At present, around the Confucian Temple, the number of great masters standing on the top of the martial arts mountain, both in the light and in the dark, could be counted on both hands.
Zhang Tiaoxia from Zhongtu, Changjing from Song Dynasty from Baopingzhou, Wang Fuxun from Luzhou from Beiju, Wu Shu from Tongyezhou, Pei Axiang from Aaizhou... They are all ten-level warriors with the best fists in one continent.
Although Ma Guoxian has always been arrogant, he is not too high-minded and feels that he can now compete with these seniors.
Among the ten young people in the world who were previously selected, the number 11 hidden official in front of him occupies a place by virtue of his dual identity as a Nine Realm martial artist and a Nascent Soul sword cultivator.
However, Ma Guixian learned from his master and junior brother that Chen Pingan had actually reached the tenth level in Tongyezhou.
Therefore, Chen Ping'an came to visit today and asked him about boxing to see his posture. It was equivalent to asking nine realms from ten realms. It was absolutely unreasonable and winning would be disgraceful.
Of course, if Chen Pingan really insists on asking for punches, Ma Guoxian won't mind taking the punches.
Ma Guixian was a Daduan warrior and a battlefield general who rose through the ranks. He now commands an elite frontier army of up to 200,000 people.
So Ma Guixian was too lazy to think too much and asked with a smile: "How do you ask?"
"I'll give you two choices. If you lose, first apologize and admit your mistake, and then return something."
Chen Ping'an said: "If you lose with fists but not with others, then you will fall into the realm. There will be no hope of ten realms in this life. I will ask Pei Bei about the boxing again in the future to get that thing back."
Ma Guixian was confused when he heard this. What was this all about? What to apologize for, who to admit his mistake to, and what to return? He and Chen Ping'an had no interaction at all.
Dou Fenxia smiled brightly, clenched the stone in her hand, raised the back of her hand, and touched it to her lips. She felt that this young hidden official was a little cute because of his aggressiveness.
Liao Qingao said coldly: "Chen Ping'an, this is not a place where you can run wild!"
Chen Ping ignored this and just stretched out a palm towards Ma Guoxian, indicating that the opponent could punch first.
The grievances are clear, so I visited today and only asked Ma Guixian about boxing. I want to use the principles that Ma Guixian is good at, on the martial arts fists and feet, and treat the other person's body in the same way.
Naturally, it has nothing to do with the Daduan Dynasty, the pair of masters and disciples Pei Bei, Cao Ci, and the two female warriors Dou and Liao. But if someone must get involved, Chen Pingan will explain the truth.
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Liao Qingao suddenly turned her head and looked at one place, her face full of displeasure. There was actually a monk on the mountain who dared to look at the mountains and rivers from a distance.
At the same time, Dou Fenxia raised her hand with a smile, and a bamboo leaf flashed past her fingertips. The bamboo leaf was like a pocket flying sword, pulling up a straight line, and the green bamboo leaf finally hovered somewhere, like a swordsman interrogating a sword.
A monk in the Immortal Realm who used his magical powers in the Aotou Mountain Immortal Mansion had to withdraw his powers. Inside the mansion, the Immortal shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was a royal minister of the Daduan Dynasty. He was a royal minister of the Daduan Dynasty.
Protect the few disciples of the national master Pei Bei. The three martial arts masters over there in the bamboo forest hut may not know the basics of Wenquan at the moment, but Immortal Daduan has seen the turmoil in Yuanyangzhu.
First and last, I know how powerful the swordsman in blue is.
Another reason that made the immortal smile bitterly was that the blue-shirted sword immortal was in the bamboo forest. His demeanor looked familiar, and it was actually somewhat similar to the cloud-water body of the immortal Yun Jie from the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion.
Similar in shape.
But in fact, although Ma Guoxian and the others met Chen Ping'an for the first time, they did not know anything about this last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
First, when Chen Pingan was a boy, he met Cao Ci, who was practicing boxing with Mao Mao there at the Great Wall of Swords. He had three defeats in three battles. Furthermore, Chen Pingan later recruited the founder of the disciple, a man named Pei Qian.
A young woman who traveled alone to the Middle-earth Divine Continent once went to the Daduan Dynasty and found Cao Ci. She signed up for her number and competed in four boxing matches. There was no suspense about the outcome. However, Pei Bei was interested in this foreign woman with the same surname.
Wu Fu admired it very much. During the years when Pei Qian was recuperating in the Imperial Prefecture, even Pei Qian's daily medicinal diet was prepared by Pei Bei himself.
Dou Fenxia smiled charmingly and asked: "Mr. Chen, can we discuss it with you? Before you fight Ma Guoxian to death, let me ask you about a few moves. This is not a serious matter.
Ask about boxing.”
Ma Guixian reprimanded: "Junior sister Dou, don't be ridiculous!"
Dou Fenxia had already moved a few steps sideways, and quickly threw out three stones in her hand, and several bamboo leaves were as fast as flying swords, heading straight for the green shirt.
She stretched out her hand and pressed it on the green bamboo next to her. The bamboo leaves rustled and fell one after another. A large group of green bamboo leaves gathered in the air and condensed into a large group of green color, as if hundreds of flying swords were being sacrificed.
Chen Pingan waved his sleeve with his left hand, scattering the stones and bamboo leaves that came towards his face. Then he raised his right hand, put his two fingers together, and pointed lightly. The sword aura between Dou Fenxia's eyebrows seemed to be condensed.
A grain of mustard seed was placed gently between her eyebrows. Like a visitor who only stood at the door but did not knock on the door, Dou Fenxia's fair face was slightly open, and the snake bun on her head was quietly loosened.
She didn't dare to make any move anymore. The bamboo leaves that had lost their warrior spirit and were supported by pure Qi suddenly scattered, and many of them fell in her bun and on her shoulders. She stamped her feet, showing the shy look of a young girl, and said sadly:
"Sure enough, it's two levels below, so there's no way to fight."
Dou Fenxia clapped her palms, and the pebbles that had been smashed by Chen Pingan's sleeve were scattered by her, where the bamboo leaves disappeared, and the golden light disappeared.
Chen Ping'an knew clearly in his heart that Dou Fenxia was a swordsman who deliberately revealed his identity. This lineage of martial arts was a pure martial artist, but he could naturally defeat martial artists through secret methods. When a martial artist from the same realm met her, it was like
When a qi practitioner encounters a sword cultivator, it is extremely difficult to deal with, and the chance of winning is extremely slim. However, it seems that there are many swordsmen in the Qingming world, but they are rarely seen in the Haoran world.
Unfortunately, even the student Cui Dongshan didn't know much about this art of catching swords, so Chen Ping'an learned a little bit about it and could only use it to scare people. He would never have the chance to use it in a life-and-death fight.
Dou Fenxia smiled brightly and still looked at the calm and composed man in green clothes. She gathered her voices secretly and reminded Ma Guoxian: "Brother, I guessed it right. Chen Ping'an is not only a sword cultivator, but he is also very deep."
The hidden swordsman is my colleague. In the next round of questioning, senior brother must be careful. You can never be too careful."
Ma Guixian, however, didn't appreciate it. It was just a boxing contest, and he was conceited about life and death. Dou Fenxia calculated her opponent in this way, and she was even more useless when she lost. It was not just that her skills were inferior to others, so she replied to her junior sister: "Junior sister, you don't have to spend so much time.
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Dou Fenxia looked calm, as if she was flirting with the young official, but her words to her senior brother were full of anger, "You can see that he is not a good person at first glance. You are going to be questioned by a ten-level martial artist. How can you be so shameless?"
In terms of face, you are the most squeamish among the old men! If it were you and me, the three of us would suffocate him together!"
Chen Pingan smiled.
I roughly guessed what Dou Fenxia was thinking, but she didn't tell her face to face.
Ma Guixian began to move forward slowly, and the opponents were all coming to him. As a perfect martial artist of the Nine Realms, who was only half a step away from the top of the mountain, and the nominal disciple of his master, there was no reason why he should not accept the punch.
Pei Bei originally intended to only have one disciple in his life, and that was Cao Ci.
It was because after the war ended a few years ago, His Majesty the Emperor of the Daduan Dynasty made a request to Pei Bei, saying that he was an old man who likes to read novels about Jianghu novels, for his own Jianghu, and Pei Bei, who looked very young.
Girl, please give me a favor.
Let the world after the Daduan Dynasty be more lively
, there must be more masters, there must be four masters and ten masters.
Pei Bei agreed.
So now Pei Bei has four direct descendants in name, the eldest disciple Ma Guixian, Dou Fenxia, ​​Liao Qingao, and the close disciple Cao Ci.
Internally, except for Cao Ci, the other three were actually just anonymous disciples of Pei Bei. Cao Ci was still the founding disciple and also the closed disciple.
Externally, because Cao Ci was the youngest, he became the younger brother of Ma Guoxian and the other three.
Cao Ci didn't care about this matter, but the three senior brothers and sisters, including Ma Guoxian, all knew very well that only if they reached the tenth realm would they have a chance to be truly regarded as his direct descendants by their master.
Chen Ping'an always stood where he was, just gently rolling up his sleeves.
Ma Guixian's step sank slightly, and the muddy ground beneath his feet collapsed slightly. His body instantly left the place. Ma Guixian's powerful fist energy poured out violently. The large bamboo forest surrounding the green shirt fell backward at the same time.
Thousands of bamboo poles bend in a huge arc.
Chen Ping'an remained motionless. He pressed the palm of one hand against the opponent's upper elbow, slid back a few steps, extended his other hand, tilted it upward, held Ma Guoxian's chin, and suddenly exerted force.
Ma Guixian suddenly turned his head, avoiding Chen Ping'an's casual mention that seemed to be an understatement, but was actually extremely fierce. He bent his knees, twisted his waist and dropped his shoulders, his body sank, he rotated, and he swept his leg across. Then the green shirt disappeared.
Only a large piece of green bamboo was broken at the waist. Ma Guixian stood in the open space. The green shirt in the distance floated on the top of a broken bamboo. He made a fist with one hand and held it behind his back. He smiled and said: "You like to give in? I'm just older.
, I’m not of a high level, so I don’t need to be so polite.”
Dou Fenxia narrowed her eyes. If it had been her, she would have been unable to dodge the young Yin Guan's move just now. She was hit hard and fast. She would probably be done with the punches, and she would have to recuperate for a few months.
To be continued...