When the thin old Taoist saw that the fat old Taoist was fine, he immediately felt relieved. He turned around and said with a smile: "Little friend, we are thirsty for talents, so we can swear to our ancestors. Although the Huashan sect has declined, it is still one of the six sects. This head position
Only a child of his age can be qualified for the job, and I hope he can agree."
Although Xiao Jinyu made a move to scare away the fat old Taoist, his body was hanging upside down and his breath was not smooth, so he could not raise his Qi to the extreme. Therefore, although the fat old Taoist did not attack with all his strength, he was shocked to the point where his energy and blood were floating. It was really uncomfortable and he was cold.
He said in a voice: "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. You two are both highly virtuous and respected people. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by people in the world by acting like this?"
The thin old Taoist said hurriedly: "No wonder the master nephew, we are thirsty for talents, so we have no choice but to make this move. I will let the master nephew down now. I hope the master nephew will forgive me and let the master nephew do whatever he wants from now on."
." Then he started to untie the rope.
The thin old Taoist kept calling him 'nephew of the master', which made Xiao Jinyu feel bitter in his heart. He wanted to reply a few words, but he thought that he was just a fish and a knife, so he remained silent until he landed.
The fat old Taoist was quite quick-witted and said quickly: "Brother, don't let him go. If he goes back on his word, it will be difficult to catch him again. I can only let him go after I tattoo 'Head of Huashan' on his arm."
.In this case, even if he wants to go back on his word, he can’t help it.”
When the thin old Taoist heard this, his junior brother's words were reasonable, so he could just let his junior brother scare him. It didn't matter if it was engraved on him. The sign of "Head of Huashan" was not stabbed by anyone who wanted to, so he let his junior brother do it.
for.
The fat old Taoist saw that his senior brother did not object. He was quite proud and said with a smile: "Master nephew, your uncle and I have been practicing calligraphy for decades. This tattooing skill is not unique, but it is also rare in the world. Wait for me to use it.
After the needle is dipped in ink to embroider the characters, the nephew of the master is much more impressive than the masters of other sects, and is much more beautiful than the bald scars of the monks in the Shaolin Temple. The difference between the two is nothing short of clouds and mud."
Xiao Jinyu saw that the fat old Taoist seemed to be a master of Taoism, but he didn't expect that he acted so crazy. Since he could tell it, he would not go back on his words. The two old Taoists were not weak in martial arts. He was hanging upside down, so he was no match for them. If they were beaten by them
Stop it and have a few words tattooed on your arm. It would be insulting to him.
Thinking of this, he angrily said: "Don't come here, come one step, and I will end it on my own." Before he finished speaking, the sword was at his throat. If these two people really insulted him, they would kill themselves to avoid being humiliated by the stupid people.
, bringing shame to the lintel of the Xiao family.
The fat old Taoist said hurriedly: "Don't, don't, don't. If you don't like tattooing on your arms, you can tattoo on your legs or back." Xiao Jinyu said angrily: "Nowhere."
The fat old Taoist scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "What should we do? If you don't get tattooed, if you are arrested by another sect, our Huashan sect will no longer have people."
There was a sudden whooshing sound, and something shot from a distance. It was still shaking after being inserted into the ground. Fat Old Tao and Skinny Old Tao saw it was a small triangular flag with a blue surface and a red sun and white moon pattern embroidered on it.
The fat old Taoist shouted loudly: "Are you a friend of the Fire Zoroastrian Cult? This young man is from our Huashan Sect and will soon become the leader of the Huashan Sect. Please show your talents and don't come here to cause trouble."
A dozen people suddenly appeared around, and one person shouted loudly: "Listen, Xiyue Ersou, our Xiangzhou branch is here to take revenge on this person named Xiao. We are not here to cause trouble for your faction. Please don't interfere."
, so as not to get into trouble." The fat old Taoist said angrily: "Bah! No matter what your business is about, Junior Nephew Xiao is the new head of our Huashan Sect. If he wants to kill the nephew of the head, he must get through us first."
Xiao Jinyu said: "Two seniors, this matter has nothing to do with you. Let me down quickly. I will be the one to deal with Liang Zi of the Huo Zoroastrian Sect." The fat old Taoist smiled and said: "Nephew of the master, there is no need to say more. This Liang Zi is from our Huashan Sect.
Take it, as your uncles and uncles, we cannot watch others bully you. You should just watch the battle from the sidelines and see how your uncles and uncles defeat the enemy!"
The leader of the Fire Zoroastrian Cult stopped trying to persuade him. With a wave of his left hand, more than a dozen people swarmed forward with weapons in hand. The fat old Taoist and the thin old Taoist, one on Xiao Jinyu's right and one on his left, waved their long knives to protect Xiao Jinyu behind them.
With a clang, the long knife of a believer was knocked away by the fat old Taoist. The thin old Taoist slashed his backhand and chopped off the head of the believer. The skull with wide eyes rolled away far away. The long knife returned and struck again.
Several weapons from Xiang Pang Lao Dao.
The two brothers have been immersed in the counter-liangyi sword technique for decades, and have already practiced this sword technique to perfection. The two swords are like the endless water of a surging river, protecting the three of them airtight.
Although these dozen or so members of the Fire Zoroastrian Cult were also experts in the art of combined attacks, they were far behind the two veteran Taoists. Therefore, not only did they fail to break through the defense of the two veteran Taoists, but they were killed in succession.
He was forced back by the sharp sword net that could be used both defensively and offensively.
More than a dozen members of the Fire Zoroastrian Cult looked at each other, each with a look of determination on their face, and swung their swords up again. The thin old Taoist shouted: "Yin and Yang are born." Two long knives, one on the left and one on the right, looked like
Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish immediately cut off the two hands holding the knife.
The thin old Taoist shouted again: "Carry the yin and embrace the yang, and use the qi to create harmony." The sword power is sharp and fierce, and the anti-liangyi sword techniques are unfolding like a rushing river, forming an indestructible network of swords.
The cultist tried his best to attack, but was immediately strangled to death with his hands and feet broken, and was thrown upside down. The sound of screams could not be heard without end.
After only two rounds, more than half of the Xiangzhou Branch Cult members had been lost. They were vigorous, then weak, and finally exhausted. The remaining people took two steps back, not daring to take advantage of them for a moment.
The fat old Taoist laughed loudly and said: "You guys, you have seen how powerful your grandpa is." He turned to Xiao Jinyu and said: "My nephew, you are good at anti-liangyi sword skills. When you return to the mountain, your uncle will teach you
Here you go. Otherwise, if you don’t understand the martial arts of our sect, it wouldn’t be very shameful to tell you."
Xiao Jinyu saw the two old Taoists killing seven or eight people in a row while chatting and laughing. Although their swordsmanship was impressive, the two old Taoists also had profound skills. They had clearly left room to attack him before, so he couldn't help but feel impressed.
Just listening to the fat old Taoist talking about the nephew of the head of the Huashan Sect, it was obvious that he was very interested in him as the head of the Huashan Sect, which made him have a headache. Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, Xiao Jinyu smiled bitterly and said: "Seniors, let me down quickly.
The position of the leader will be discussed later."
The fat old Taoist laughed and said: "How can we talk about it later? We, the two old men of Xiyue, have made such a big deal for you. If you don't become the leader, wouldn't you let us work in vain?" As soon as he finished speaking, a short gun pierced the air.
The stab came, with a harsh sound piercing the air, and shining with a life-threatening light. The thin old man blocked it with his knife, and with a clang, the short gun turned around and stabbed back.
The thin old Taoist just blocked the short spear, and the sky above his eyes suddenly darkened, and he saw dozens of short spears hitting him from up, down, left and right, like heavy rain. The fat old Taoist exclaimed, "What a shameless way."
The two old Taoists danced sharply with their swords, and the sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard all of a sudden. Fortunately, the two old Taoists had profound skills and their sword skills had reached the realm of perfection. Dozens of short spears were all caught. The two old Taoists and Xiao Jinyu were both unharmed, but the two old Taoists were slightly
I feel a dull pain in the tiger's mouth, and my arms are sore and numb.
The short spear had just been blocked, and the sound broke through the air again, and dozens of copper melon hammers were struck at the same time. The expressions of the two veteran Taoists darkened, and they had no choice but to dance with their swords again, forming a network of swords that was impermeable to wind and rain.
The sound of clanging was endless, and the two Taoists blocked all the bronze melon hammers. Suddenly, their wrists were sore and weak, and there was a trace of blood from the tiger's mouth on their right hand.
Seeing the critical situation, Xiao Jinyu said anxiously: "Put me down quickly, and we will deal with the enemy together." The fat old Taoist said panting: "No, unless you agree to our request, you can hang me on the tree."
While the two were talking, more than a hundred members of the Fire Zoroastrian Cult appeared not far away, all armed with swords and murderous intent. Xiao Jinyu said anxiously: "Let me down quickly, I don't want to be chopped into pieces. First,
Let’s get over this before we talk about it.”
The fat old Taoist shook his head and gasped: "No, I will let you down only if you agree. The Ersou of Xiyue keeps his word and never imposes anything on others. It is up to you to make the decision."
Xiao Jinyu sighed softly and said dejectedly: "Okay, I promise to be your leader, please put me down quickly."
The fat old Taoist was overjoyed when he heard this. He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I obey the order of Master Nephew Jun." He raised his breath and tugged at his ankles. The ropes that were originally tied tightly were quickly untied. His technique was very skillful.
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Xiao Jinyu's body flipped in the air and landed gently on the ground. The thin old Taoist held a knife and saluted: "I have met the master's nephew." Xiao Jinyu hummed: "You are cheap, uncle, no need to be polite." The thin old Taoist blushed and had to say
He smiled and said nothing.
After the death of his senior brother Huangfusong and the head nephew Fu Lingyu, Xiyue Ersou was worried all day long. None of the younger generation disciples were talented, and no one could take on the role of reviving the Huashan Sect. The two of them were already the centerpieces of the Huashan Sect.
Liang mainstay.
It's just that although the two of them are top masters in the world, they are nothing compared to peerless masters such as Tie Mo Le and Duan Kexie. Although the Huashan Sect has many disciples and has influence all over Guanzhong, it has already shown its successors.
The power of no one.
In response to the declining situation of the Huashan sect, the two old men of Huashan made an astonishing move. Instead of appointing a disciple of the sect as the leader, the two of them traveled all over the country and vowed to find a person with good character and martial arts for the Huashan sect.
Come and succeed as the leader of Huashan Sect.
For more than ten years, the two Taoists have met countless people, but they have never found a suitable candidate. Until this month, they actually listened to the words of a fortune teller and went to the Jialing River to look for the leader. Now their long-cherished wish has been fulfilled.
, but he is not afraid of being trapped in a tight siege.
One of the members of the Huo Zoroastrian Cult shouted loudly: "Xiao, if you are a man, don't be a coward and rely on the two old cow noses of the Huashan Sect to ward off disasters. Don't you feel ashamed?"
Xiao Jinyu was forced by the situation and had no choice but to agree to be the head of the Huashan Sect. He was unwilling to do so. In addition, he was hung on the tree for a long time and was filled with anger. When he was scolded by this person, he shouted angrily: "What kind of evil spirit is hiding in the tree?"
The crowd was talking nonsense, and they had the guts to come out and fight Xiao to the death."
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man with an outstanding appearance emerged from the crowd, holding a soft sword. The young man came with a cold expression. It was already the cool autumn season. This man was wearing a thin shirt, as if he was in summer. Obviously,