As the sound of someone coming upstairs came from the bamboo building opposite, the crowd watching the match suddenly became commotion. Unexpectedly, no one had won three games in a row all day yesterday, but today they would be able to catch a glimpse of Miss Qi's beauty.
"Oh, you're so lucky that the beauty came out so quickly." Just as everyone at the pond was looking forward to it, someone who passed the mountain gate test this morning walked in.
He Qizhou looked back, feeling bitter in his heart again. The person who spoke was an elegant man in his thirties, and the old man next to him, He Qizhou, recognized him at a glance. The leader of the Salt Gang - Yelu Xingtong!
"Master Yelu, I didn't expect that your brother would come to join in the fun. This martial arts competition is getting more and more interesting." Shen Tinggu turned around and saw Yelu Xingtong walking with others. He couldn't help but frowned. The old guy always shrank.
In his own nest, everyone does not take sides, and it is rare to see him outside Tongwan City.
"Your Highness, I'll find a chance to ask later, maybe something really happened." Yelu Xingsheng said softly beside Helian Changji. After seeing Helian Changji nod, he went to Yelu who was standing on the far left side of the pool.
Walk together happily.
Ye Cai had already occupied the place facing the stone terrace and bamboo building. Helian Changji was looking intently at the bamboo building terrace, seemingly turning a blind eye to the two people standing at the edge.
Yu Wen Lingfeng and two old men were sitting on the platform of the bamboo building. A white figure curled out from the bamboo door on the second floor, then walked to the edge of the terrace and stood facing the stone platform a few feet away.
The visitor wore a gauze-covered hat on his head. The hanging tulle rippled in the breeze, and his beautiful face was looming as the tulle undulated. A set of pure white slim-fitting training clothes highlighted his perfect figure.
Those tall and slender calves are particularly eye-catching.
"Xiaoxue! Uh-" From the first step Xu Muxue took out of the bamboo door, He Qizhou had already determined who the visitor was. In order to desperately suppress the urge to rush up to the bamboo building, his whole body started to tremble slightly involuntarily.
The word "Xiaoxue" that I wanted to shout loudly was suppressed in my throat, and I just made a dull "uh" sound.
"As for that? You tremble when you see a beautiful woman?" Mr. Lai, who was not far away, turned his head to look at He Qizhou who was making a strange noise, and then immediately moved his eyes to Xu Muxue, and whispered to Geng Zun beside him: "General Geng,
You must win!"
Luo Yu glared at Lai Jinzhong angrily, gently held He Qizhou's hand and said, "Master, are you okay?"
"Yes." His soft, boneless hands were slightly cold, and He Qizhou calmed down and responded in a low voice.
"Master Jiali, if you can take the ten moves from senior brother, you will pass!" Qi Xu's silver bell-like voice came from the stage, but his tone seemed to have been frosted.
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"My young prince, are you ready to try your skills?" Ling Huye noticed the blazing heat in Cang Qiong's eyes.
"After I take the field, I will find a way to prevent the Yuwen family from taking action." Cang Qiong nodded and issued an order to Linghuye.
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"Senior Brother Ye, please go and tell Yuwen Chan that according to the time when we entered the village yesterday, we will insert Gu Gu's name into the list." Helian Changji suddenly gave instructions to Ye Cai.
"I'll go right away." Ye Cai circled half a circle and jumped onto the small stone platform where Yuwen Chan was from the other side.
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Fang Ming raised his head and looked at Miss Qi with eyes that seemed crazy, and he was glad that he had made the most correct decision in his life.
"Master Jiali?" Qi Xu reminded again.
"Oh, oh, poor monk, bah, I have returned to the secular world. I changed my real name back to a secular life. Fang Ming, ten moves, right? Did the young village master personally teach me?" Fang Ming came to his senses and responded hurriedly, but he was surprised in his heart. If
It was really Yuwen Lingfeng who took action personally, so he really didn't have much confidence that he could take the ten moves.
"No, it's my little senior brother Yuwen Sijing." Qi Xu said calmly.
Beside the stone pool, He Qizhou's eyes never left the beauty on the stage. As the flaming red lips opened and closed, the two rows of white teeth carved like beautiful jade flashed a clear light in the morning light.
A small tiger tooth is just like the first sight on the Yangzhou Lake.
"That's good, that's good. Please invite senior brother to come on stage." Fang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Since the temple is close, Fang Ming still knows something about Hanjian Villa. Among the second-generation disciples, only Yuwen
Ling Feng has entered the Chengzong realm. As long as he hadn't taken action, wouldn't he still be able to defend ten moves with his sixth-level Vajra Body Protection Skill?
An average-looking man in his thirties walked out of the ground floor of Xiaozhu Building. He was holding an ordinary green steel sword. He crossed the four-foot-wide water surface with a slight sweep and jumped directly onto the stone platform in the pond. His face was expressionless.
He stood opposite Fang Ming with an expression on his face, without saying a word. He just cupped his hands and held his fists, then handed Fang Ming a sword flatly.
"First move!" Fang Ming shouted softly, raised his palms and turned sideways, preparing for the opponent's first sword attack.
Yu Wen Sijing's first sword was just to remind the opponent of his stance. Seeing that Fang Ming was completely ready, he put the sword in front of his chest, pointed the sword upward, held it in his mouth but did not release it, and then hit Fang Ming with a lunge, whispering softly.
Drink "Second move!"
"I don't need you to give in!" Feeling humiliated, Fang Ming ignored the opponent's back moves and took a step forward. He protected his body with one palm and struck the opponent's chest with the other.
Yu Wen Sijing turned her right wrist, and the long sword standing on her chest suddenly slashed downwards. Its speed suddenly caused many masters beside the pool to exclaim in surprise.
"Cheng Zong!" Only then did Fang Ming realize how powerful the opponent was. He couldn't avoid the slashing sword, so he had to change the palm that attacked the opponent to a horizontal strike, and the one that protected the body.
His palms also hit the sword from another direction, and his response was to use both palms to break the opponent's sword!
"Okay, the third move!" Yu Wen Sijing suddenly flicked his wrist, and the long sword turned during the slashing process, and the move became weird, more like hitting the opponent's head with the flat blade.
Fang Ming's face changed drastically. At this time, his palms were about to pinch off the opponent's long sword, but as soon as the sword body turned, the palms of his own palms were directed towards the sword blade! If it were an ordinary warrior, that would be fine, Cheng Zong
Even a leaf in the hand can be turned into a sharp weapon. Coupled with the power of hitting the sword blade, if it is really true, will those palms be useless?
It was obviously no longer possible to change the angle of the palm. Fang Ming gritted his teeth, retracted his palm and rushed forward, preparing to use his head to catch the opponent's slap, and then directly crash into the opponent's arms and engage in close combat, so that he could gain the maximum impact.
Advantage.
"Not bad, the fourth move." Yu Wen Sijing felt that she still underestimated her opponent a little, so she changed her move again while striking down with the long sword, moving the direction of the strike two inches to the right, which was equivalent to slapping the sword towards the opponent's left shoulder.
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Fang Ming was completely panicked this time. The other party only had to use his other hand to palm him, and then use the force of the backward sweep to wipe his neck with his sword. Then it was not a matter of winning or losing, but a matter of victory.
Can this life be saved?
In a hurry, Fang Ming had no choice but to fall forward to the right as much as possible, trying to avoid the sword attack on the neck, and instead hit the opponent's chest with a palm, hitting the side of the opponent's leg.
"The fifth move." Yu Wen Sijing, who had predicted this, was waiting for the opponent to respond like this. She turned around and hit her with a knee. While avoiding the opponent's palm strike, she put a knee on Fang Ming's chest, knocking the opponent down on his back.
Then he followed up with a sword strike, and the sword tip accurately stopped half an inch above Fang Ming's right eye.
Fang Ming, who thought he would be poked out of one eye, was too frightened to move. It seemed that his eyelids would be cut if he blinked. The "huge" sword tip in front of him, which seemed to fill the entire eye socket, was trembling slightly.
Ming never thought that a sword could be so long and big!
"Lost!" Fang Ming said helplessly as he saw the tip of the sword not moving away, feeling that his life from now on would be bleak.
"Accept." Yu Wen Sijing put away her long sword, cupped her fists and saluted Fang Ming who was getting up, and then immediately walked towards the bamboo house.
Fang Ming glanced at the silent Qi Xu for the last time, turned around resolutely, and walked straight out of the villa after leaving a sentence: "The poor monk's fate in this world is over, so he might as well go and be a monk with peace of mind."
"Stop! Who are you?" The man who came with Yeluxing suddenly shouted at Yuwen Sijing who was walking towards the bamboo house.
"What is she crazy about?" Helian Changji frowned and asked Yelu Xingsheng who had just walked back from Yelu Xingtong.
"I don't know about this, but the second princess wants me to tell His Highness, be careful not to eat mutton and make yourself look like a sheep!"
"Crazy woman." Helian Changji muttered to himself.
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Yuwen Sijing had already jumped over the pool, paused when she heard the cry, and then continued walking towards the bamboo house.
"Yuwen Lingyun, is that you?" The man next to Yelv Xingtong suddenly jumped onto the stone platform and rushed towards Yuwen Sijing.
Yuwen Sijing stopped again, looked up at the terrace on the bamboo building, and whispered to Yuwen Lingfeng who had already stood up and walked towards the railing: "Brother, I'll leave it to you here. I'll lead that crazy woman away."
After finishing his body movement, he swept towards the back mountain.
"Don't run away!" Helian Changying, who was disguised as an elegant man, had long lost sight of his demeanor. He turned around and looked at Yelu Xingtong with a pleading look, and immediately chased in the direction where Yuwen Sijing was running.
Seeing this, the Hu brothers at the stone pool followed closely. Also chasing them were four young men, who were obviously arranged by Helian Changying to come to compete.
Yelv Xingtong sighed, cupped his hands in the direction of the prince, and chased after him.
Sixty-seven figures swished past the pool, walking along the steep bottom slope of Hanjian Peak towards the back of the rugged mountain.
Faced with such a change, Shitanbian immediately exploded. Yuwen Lingyun was a well-known figure in the Northern Zhou Dynasty ten years ago. No one would have thought that he would reappear in Hanjian Villa.
"Your Highness, should we intervene? Yuwen Lingyun is still guilty." Yelu Xingsheng was a little worried about his brother and asked.
"Are you planning to attack Hanjian Villa?" Helian Changji's expression changed and he asked. This chapter has been completed!