Huangfu Yingyang was obviously anxious. He sneered at this moment and said: "Young people forget about their goals when they succeed. They really underestimate the heroes of the world. If you don't obediently get out of the way, don't blame me for trying to be tough!"
Pang Zijian's face was as cold as ice, and with his sword across his chest, he said sternly: "Senior, Mr. Pang, I salute you, please don't rely on your old age. Since the master uncle has not been summoned, no matter how noisy you are, Mr. Pang
You are not allowed to cross the thunder pool even half a step."
Seeing that the two of them were becoming more rude than the other, Zhan Meiling was about to step forward to persuade her, but unexpectedly, Yu Miaohe stretched out her hand to stop her, and said meaningfully: "Junior sister, please be patient, let's take a look at the methods of senior brother's disciple first.
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Zhan Meiling was startled when she heard this, and then she heard Huangfu Yingyang shout: "Young man has a bad temper! Let's see if you can stop this giant!"
Huangfu Yingyang didn't hesitate even as he shouted, and punched Pang Zijian in the face. Although the move was not clever at all, it contained considerable power.
Pang Zijian was already ready for battle. He leaned closer and at the same time raised his long sword and slashed at Huangfu Yingyang's shoulder with the "Poisonous Dragon Leaping to the Sea" move.
This move not only avoids the enemy's sharp edge, but also attacks the enemy's weak point. It is a clever move to eliminate and attack simultaneously. Especially when taking action, he is calm and calm, showing his full demeanor.
Zhan Meiling secretly nodded and lowered her voice and said: "Senior nephew Pang has been working hard since he came back from Xuanming Town. He has devoted himself to practicing internal and external skills. Now it seems that his progress has been remarkable. It is worthy of senior brother's hard work."
Yu Miaohe gave a noncommittal hum, and then he suddenly saw Huangfu Ying raise his fist and turn his fist, taking advantage of Pang Zijian's use of his moves, he struck hard at the spine of the long sword in his hand.
To perform the skill of using bare hands and swords with bare hands, one must have extremely accurate eyesight, and one must not miss the slightest bit in the shot. This punch can be said to be impeccable.
Huangfu Yingyang was full of confidence, and he expected that Pang Zijian would definitely let go of the long sword. Unexpectedly, Pang Zijian had already reacted. He turned his wrist in a flash, and the spine of the sword that was originally facing Huangfu Yingyang suddenly turned into a blade with a cold glow.
, like a giant beast with its bloody mouth open, waiting for the other party to fall into its trap.
This move came first and came last? It was actually just a little faster, but the offensive and defensive momentum between the two was already very different.
Huangfu Yingyang couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows, and he was forced to pull back. At the same time, he couldn't hide his surprise and said: "You are not an embroidered pillow. Sure enough, you can do something."
Pang Zijian took the lead with one move. He took the opportunity to seize the offensive, and used two swords to force back Huangfu Yingyang, who was not on a firm footing. Then he sneered and said: "What Pang is really capable of? I haven't shown it yet, senior, please pay attention!"
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His tone was full of contentment, his moves were not impetuous at all, Pang Zijian played steadily, and he showed off what he had learned in his life.
Huangfu Yingyang made a careless mistake, and it was difficult to regain the momentum for a while. Within a few moves, he was forced to take two steps back by Pang Zijian, and he was about to retreat to the stairs.
Not only was this unexpected for Yu Miaohe, but Mu Yun was even more surprised. After all, he had also held contempt for Pang Zijian just now. If he took action, he would be counterattacked. In short, we must not slack off in martial arts practice, otherwise he would have already been impressed by others before he started to look at him in a new light.
It was a complete failure.
Mu Yun was secretly on guard, but Huangfu Yingyang was devastated? Today, he first lost to Mu Yun in the hidden weapon skill that he was most proud of in his life, and then he was forced to be so embarrassed by Pang Zijian, who Xing Zhiying said was a fool, how could this giant
Xia is open-minded by nature, but after all, he can't hold on to his face.
When there was no way to retreat, Huangfu Yingyang was suddenly heard shouting loudly: "What a young man! If the tiger doesn't show its power, do you really think that this giant is just a sick cat?!"
After drinking, no longer hindered by his status as a "senior", Huangfu Yingyang's invisible sword energy burst out from his fingers. The energy condensed into gold and iron, and it met Pang Zijian's sword edge angrily.
As soon as the two swords were exchanged, Pang Zijian felt the pressure increase sharply. After being hit by two swords, his blood was so shocked that his sword almost flew out of his hands.
Knowing that his internal strength was too far behind his opponent, Pang Zijian was dissatisfied, but he still made timely changes to his sword moves and tried not to confront Huangfu Yingyang head-on.
Now the situation was reciprocal, and Huangfu Yingyang regained the initiative. After all, he had been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for many years. How could Pang Zijian be able to match him? In just a few moves, he suppressed the rising star and was unable to fight back.
In fact, the Cangsong Sword Technique that Huangfu Yingyang was using at this moment was just an introductory martial art of the Huangshan Sect, but when he performed this sword technique, it immediately became majestic and magnificent.
The sword's meaning is majestic and majestic, with strange peaks appearing one after another, just like unfolding a vast picture of clouds, seas and mountains, which is really amazing.
That day in Zhen'ao Mansion, Zhu Fengyin also used this sword technique, but now after a little comparison, he knows what it means to judge superiors and inferiors, and the gap in cultivation is clear at a glance.
Yu Miaohe and Zhan Meiling had already expected this situation, but Lin Qianmeng couldn't help but worry about Pang Zijian when she saw that he was passively being beaten.
Huangfu Yingyang looked majestic and shouted at the same time: "Young man, you still don't abandon your sword and admit defeat, do you really want to make a fool of yourself in public?"
Pang Zijian gritted his teeth and didn't answer, and responded without any panic. Although he was forced to go on the defensive, he defended without leakage and did not appear to be defeated for a while.
Seeing this, Yu Miaohe showed a look of relief on his face, nodded slowly and said: "Like the light, like the dust, although Senior Nephew Pang's Flying Chen Technique is not as elegant and calm as the senior brother, it is no less than a first-class master, alas... ...If he had such a level of cultivation at that time, how could he lose to Qingyun Xiaodao of Wudang Sect?"
Zhan Meiling nodded in agreement: "Senior Sister said it is absolutely true. Now that the Kunlun Sect is being criticized, it is a great opportunity for our sect to rise. If Senior Nephew Pang continues to work hard and become a leader among young talents, it will be even better." It can make others look at our school with admiration."
Yu Miaohe glanced at Zhan Meiling and said calmly: "Of course it is the wish of all of us to rise, but after all we must have the capital to rise. Otherwise, if we just rely on suppressing others to get to the top, what is there to be proud of?"
Zhan Meiling knew what Yu Miaohe was thinking, so she felt it was inappropriate as soon as she spoke her words. She smiled and said, "Yes, yes, everything senior sister said is right, but don't forget what you promised me before. This time I will see you in the palm of your hand." Uncle Master, you must put down your dignity and never act willfully again, or even contradict me face to face."
Yu Miaohe sighed, his expression becoming increasingly complicated. At this time, the battle situation in the field had also changed.
Even though Pang Zijian had good skills, his fighting experience was far inferior to that of Huangfu Yingyang. He was forced to retreat even though he was blindly defending, and he was almost close to the edge of the inner hall.
The first floor on the roof is divided into an inner hall and an outer chamber by a wooden pavilion. An arch is blocked by a screen. Although the inside and outside are invisible to each other, the voice of the voice is clearly audible.
Pang Zijian had his own reasons for not admitting defeat. In desperation, he had no choice but to make a dangerous move. Suddenly, he was seen holding a sword flower, the blade of the sword stirred up thousands of silver stars, and slashed towards Huangfu Yingyang.
This move was so chic and gorgeous that it was almost dazzling, but in Huangfu Yingyang's view, it was a bit flashy. He sneered and stabbed with his sword finger, waiting to break the opponent's sword center.