Before Chang Jingwang could finish speaking, there was already a sound of swords being pulled out of their scabbards. More than a dozen little Taoist priests drew their swords at the same time. light.
Chang Jingwang murmured to himself: I didn't say gang fights, how could there be gang fights
Here, Chang Jingwang's face turned blue, and his heart was pounding, while the disciples of Qingyun Temple over there started arguing.
"My surname is Chang, I'm here to learn the best tricks..."
"I'm Big Brother, I'll come first..."
"How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer, senior brother, later, let me first..."
"I'll go first..."
"I come… "
…
Chattering, messing around... The people watching all around had already burst into laughter and cheered loudly.
The disciples of Changkongzhaojianmen's faces became more and more gloomy, and this group of stinky Taoist priests were really defiant. When has the Sky Shining Sword Gate been so underestimated
But that Chang Jingwang was still watching...
"Jing Wang—" shouted angrily.
Chang Jingwang shivered, sweating profusely on his back, and shouted loudly: "Qingyun is a thief, hurry up and fight—"
"Qingyun Guanyunlu came to ask for advice—"
A young Taoist priest of fourteen or five years old took advantage of the dispute between his disciples, drew his sword and jumped into the arena, grabbing an opportunity.
"Wow - Yunlu is too cunning..."
Regardless of the noise from his fellow disciples, Yun Lu saluted slightly, pinched the sword formula with his left hand, and pointed at the long sword with his right hand, "pointing to the sky with a smile" and went straight to Chang Jingwang's throat. The movements are done in one go, obviously the sword has worked hard up and down. Yun Lu knew that the enemy's martial arts cultivation was much higher than his own, so he seized the opportunity and shot with all his strength without mercy.
Chang Jingwang was taken aback, obviously he was not prepared enough for the skillful swordsmanship of the little Taoist in front of him, and couldn't cope with it.
Although Chang Jingwang is a disciple of Chang Kongzhao Sword Sect, he has only learned a basic set of sword skills in less than two months, and his kung fu is mainly in the fists and feet passed down by the Chang family. Conquering the enemy with swordsmanship is equivalent to using one's own weaknesses to attack the other's strengths. Facing Yunlu's attack, Chang Jingwang's set of "Swordsmanship in the Sky" is half-baked and tired of coping, and his cultivation is obviously much higher than Yunlu's Many, but was suppressed for a moment and couldn't lift his head.
tear-
There was a sound of cloth being torn.
Yun Lu's sword made a series of chains, cutting Chang Jingwang's right arm with five swords in a row, and finally cut Chang Jingwang's sleeve with the last sword.
The disciples of Qingyun Temple applauded loudly, while Changkongzhaojianmen had a gloomy face, cursing Chang Jingwang for his incompetence.
Chang Jingwang was ashamed, but terrified in his heart. This disciple of Qingyun Temple has a good swordsmanship, even though he tried hard to resist it, he still couldn't escape the slashed sword. He secretly hated himself for talking too much just now, and now it is inevitable to make a fool of himself. At the same time, he secretly hated Chang Jingfan , Knowing that he is just getting started and has not yet mastered the art, he forced himself to compete with outsiders.
Chang Jingwang has a despicable and shameless personality. He was arrogant and domineering just now, but because of his wrong choice, he made an ugly appearance. When he was frightened, he blamed everyone and even secretly scolded his fellow disciples, thinking that everyone felt sorry for him.
Chang Jingfan had long been impatient with Chang Jingwang's poor performance, and finally couldn't help shouting: "Chang Jingwang, have you learned your 'Strong Origin Realm' cultivation from dogs? Why don't you take it? Show your true skills?"
Chang Jingfan shouted loudly, but Chang Jingwang's eyes lit up in the field. That's right, my cultivation base is higher than his, and my internal strength is stronger than his, so why should I compete with him in swordsmanship? As long as you use your internal force to stabilize his head—
With a thought, he couldn't help but secretly scolded himself for his lack of experience in martial arts competitions. Run the internal force, input the sword in your hand, look at the direction of the opponent's sword, use the internal force silently, and slash fiercely.
With a bang, Yun Lu only felt a strong attack, the long sword in his hand flew in response to the sound, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand was shattered, dripping with blood.
Chang Jingwang was so powerful that he didn't forgive others, and secretly resented that the other party made himself a fool of himself before, so he deflected the long sword in his hand and slashed directly at Yun Lu's left eye.
Yun Lu was shocked, and hurriedly dodged, but was followed by Chang Jingwang's kick, which hit the abdomen, and the internal force blasted into the body, and the whole person was kicked backwards, lying on the ground, sweet in his mouth, wow He spat out a mouthful of blood, but couldn't stand up anymore.
Hahaha-
Chang Jingwang laughed wildly, stepped over with a few steps, stepped on the back of Yunlu's head with one foot, rolled it vigorously, and laughed wildly: "Fucking stinky Taoist priest, your grandpa made you look good, how dare you?" Pushing forward? Now you know how good I am at the Sword Gate, don’t you?"
Chang Jingwang's face of a villain who is cowardly and then crazy is vividly displayed.
When the people around saw Chang Jingwang's posture, there was an uproar.
"asshole-"
"stop-"
The audience disciples of Qingyun naturally couldn't see their fellow disciples being insulted like this. In the blink of an eye, a sharp wind hit the body, and a sharp sword slashed at Chang Jingwang's calf that was stepping on Yun Lu's head.
Chang Jingwang hastily pulled back his legs and took a closer look, but it turned out that it was Yun Chong who had challenged him before.
Yun Chong saw his brothers and sisters carry Yun Lu down, and Yun Lu, who was already unconscious, was covered in blood. Filled with anger for a while, he shouted angrily: "The martial arts competition is taught until the point is reached, and the winner is the winner. Why do you bully my fellow disciples so much?"
"Tch—" Chang Jingwang won a match, bursting with self-confidence, and became extremely arrogant again, snorted and sneered: "Idiot, do you think this is a game between your classmates? Tell you, you lost , I just set fire to your broken temple, and let you stinky Taoist priests become immortals one by one, hahaha... "
Most of the people around are villagers from Qingyang Town and martial arts professionals, and they have an innate affinity for Qingyun Temple. They all became very angry when they heard that arrogant words and saw that cold and scoffing attitude. Immediately there were boos everywhere.
Yun Chong raised his arms to signal, suppressed the voices around him, and said loudly: "Brothers, please watch the battle from the sidelines. Let me fight this one."
As the first disciple of three generations, Yun Chong was taught strictly by Taoist Qingzheng since he was a child. In terms of martial arts, whether it is the level of realm or the profundity of swordsmanship, he has always been the best among his disciples. Let him go out, all the disciples are not excited, and the voice of applause is endless.
Yun Chong held the sword in one hand, and saluted the head, "Benefactor, please—" with a calm and unhurried demeanor, he was worthy of being the first disciple of the three generations of Qingyun Temple.
Chang Jingwang couldn't stop laughing, he poked the long sword in his hand, stood on the ground, and said with a smile: "You don't need to use a sword to deal with you idiots, you can win with just empty hands, come on—"
Chang Jingwang didn't dare to take it too seriously, he gave up his long sword, and prepared to use the "Cloud Splitting Palm" handed down by the Chang family to face the enemy. But he has long been used to talking cheaply, and he is obviously seeking strength, so he just pretends to look down on his opponent.
Yun Chong's expression was dignified, and it was not difficult to see that the kung fu of the opponent's fists and feet was superior to the swordsmanship only from the posture put on by the opponent. The opponent is obviously at the "Strong Yuan Realm", but he is only at the sixth level of the "Body Tempering Realm". It is obvious that he can't take advantage of the internal strength, and can only rely on exquisite sword moves to meet the enemy.
If you make a decision in your heart, you will be firm in your hand.
The long sword pierced straight to the center of Chang Jingwang's eyebrows, and then the tip of the sword trembled, and the shadow of the sword turned into three, making three consecutive slashes towards Chang Jingwang's chest and abdomen, but it was a great change in "Thirty-Six Swords of Qingyun". One of his tricks is "three folds of clouds and waves".
Chang Jingwang turned his palm into a fist, and regardless of the sharpness of the sword, he directly smashed at the attacking long sword. Yun Chong felt that something was wrong, if this sword hit the real point, the opponent would definitely break his wrist, but who would be so stupid
When he was puzzled, Yun Chong decided to temporarily change his move, changing it into a point, and hit the opponent's wrist directly.
There was a soft sound, and the sound of the sword point hitting the iron object was heard, which caused exclamations from all around.
Sure enough, this guy was wearing an iron wristband, no wonder he had to be afraid of a sharp sword. Yun Chong secretly scolded the other party for his insidiousness, calmly, and unfolded a set of [Qingyun Thirty-Six Swords].
Chang Jingwang on the opposite side was also secretly taken aback, he didn't expect this Yun Chong to change his moves so quickly. Otherwise, if he hit his long sword just now with his wrist guard full of internal energy, he would surely be able to break his sword skills with the help of profound internal energy, and even blow the sword in his hand with one blow, so that he could win with one blow , quickly ended the battle.
As soon as the two sides fought each other, they both found out that the other party was not easy to win, and both became extremely cautious, and the battle entered a stalemate for a while.
This sparring fight was full of comings and goings, full of sound and color, and wonderful and extraordinary. Those who watched the excitement were not afraid of big troubles, and the cheers of the people around them were like thunder, and the voices of applause rose and fell one after another, endlessly.