"I'm at Qingfengmen, Zhu Zizi, please ask Taoist Priest Mingyu for advice."
"It turns out to be Master Zhu, please take action."
On the arena in front of the gate of Hengshan Mountain, Mingyu looked at Zhu Zixing who was holding a long sword in front of him, and slightly lowered his eyes, hiding the tired look in his eyes.
Ever since Hengshan fell to its current state of neither superior nor inferior, more and more warriors came to challenge him. If they were all fearless madmen, it would be easy for her to defeat him with just one sword strike.
But the troublesome thing is that in addition to the scattered people in the world, there are also leaders like Zhu Zizi. Although the Qingfeng Sect is not the best in the world, it is still considered to be one of the best in Hebei.
Therefore, facing a person like Zhu Ziyi, Mingyu couldn't just cut him off with one sword. This was not only a simple martial arts competition, but also an exchange between two sects.
At this moment, Hengshan has lost its former glory. Rather, it is precisely because of this that if Hengshan wants to return to its peak, it must rely on the power of these people.
Therefore, Mingyu and Zhu competed on their own. First, they couldn't lose, otherwise Hengshan's prestige would be completely wiped out. But second, she couldn't win, at least not by too much in an honest way.
Zhu Zizi from the Qingfeng Sect is recognized as a person with small ambitions. If Mingyu beats this person to disgrace today, he is afraid that the troubles in the future will continue.
The more critical point is that the Qingfeng Sect is not a demon, but a member of the righteous family, and has had no bad deeds for many years, so Mingyu cannot be cruel.
In the current situation, when she faced Zhu Zizi, Mingyu could only have a hearty fight with him. It was best to let him lose by a hair's breadth, so that Hengshan's reputation could be preserved and he would not offend him too much.
many.
While thinking about it, Zhu Zizi had already drawn his sword, and Mingyu had no choice but to take the move. She was worried a lot at this moment, and there were many flaws in her swordsmanship. The opponent would find the opportunity to gain the upper hand without mercy.
From the scene, it seemed that Mingyu was being suppressed by Zhu Ziqi. Everyone under the stage held their breath and looked happy. From their attitudes, it was not difficult to see that these people were on the side of Qingfengmen.
It’s not that they have a good relationship with the Qingfeng Sect, it’s just that although the Hengshan Sect fell from the clouds, even so, this skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and this Hengshan’s only remaining master is still stronger than them.
too much.
In the past few days of competitions in the ring, Mingyu has won sixteen games in a row. None of them, the leaders of the gang who are self-proclaimed masters, can take advantage of the other party.
After a lot of trouble, it was actually them who had the intention of retreating first. Today, Zhu Ziqi finally worked hard enough to gain some advantage over Mingyu, which could be regarded as earning face for them.
On the other side of Hengshan, the disciples could not help but become nervous. Master Mingyu was their last hope. Now all the masters of the Hengshan sect had withered away. If their uncle failed again, Hengshan would really have no hope at all.
there is none left.
"Senior Sister Shi, do you think she can defeat that Master Zhu?" A Hengshan disciple asked worriedly.
When she asked, all the Hengshan disciples also turned their attention to the woman at the front. This woman was Shi Suxue who chose to travel alone after returning from Mount Tai, and thus escaped Ying Wushang's ambush by some strange combination of circumstances.
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Shi Suxue watched the confrontation on the field and said calmly: "Don't worry, Master Mingyu has profound skills. It shouldn't be difficult to defeat this person."
Although the words were spoken lightly, Suxue actually had no confidence in her heart at the time. Her martial arts skills were far behind the two of them. If she could tell anything, she would definitely be flattering her face.
On the ring, Zhu turned around on his own, and a sword energy rolled out, forcing Mingyu back five or six steps. Then he stepped forward with an arrow and stabbed out with the sword in his hand. His moves were cruel and merciless.
At this moment, Mingyu also woke up from her trance. Facing such an unfavorable situation, her face was heavy, but her heart was still stable.
Mingyu flipped the wrist holding the sword, and the sword energy was like an arc. The sword shook Zhu Ziyi's mind. She wrapped her true energy around the sword body, and used Shuoyu Wentian to point it three inches below the opponent's sword.
When Mingyu stopped the sword, she immediately changed her offensive, and the sword came out like rain. The two swords jingled and clashed dozens of times. Zhu Ziyi was sweating profusely, and his steps were messed up.
Zhu Zizi was anxious, regardless of his own flaws, he shouted loudly, and slashed down the wind with a sword that contained 100% of his strength. Mingyu's eyes focused, and he put the long sword in his hand upside down in front of him, turned sideways to avoid the sharp edge, and made a backhand move
Jixia slapped the opponent on the chest with her palm technique.
"Well!"
Zhu Zixing groaned, took more than ten steps back, inserted the sword into the ground with his backhand, and covered his chest with one hand. It took him a while to regain his breath.
"Hengshan's swordsmanship is really powerful, but I am defeated." Zhu Ziyi said this with some difficulty. In his opinion, Mingyu's condition was not good, and it was a narrow victory. If he persisted for a while, he said
You may not be able to win.
But unfortunately, the victory or defeat was decided. Zhu Ziqing hugged Mingyu regretfully, and then, with the support of several disciples, he walked off the stage with a somewhat frivolous step.
"Accept." Mingyu returned the gesture. She had already withdrawn her strength. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether Zhu Qing would have been able to walk off the ring under this palm.
Mingyu seemed a little embarrassed at the moment. There was a slight sweat on the top of her head and her bun was a little messy. It seemed that the battle with Zhu Ziyi just cost her a lot of energy.
"Anyone else who wants to compete, please come on stage." But even so, Mingyu still stood proudly with his sword in hand, and his gaze made everyone a little awed.
Everyone was inevitably hesitant at this moment. Priest Mingyu seemed to be in poor condition. He came on stage to compete at this time. Of course he had an advantage, but it was inevitable that he would take advantage of others' danger.
Today's visitors are all prominent figures in the world. Although they are eager to make a name for themselves on Mount Hengshan, if they win without force, it seems that the gains outweigh the losses. Which is more important is really embarrassing.
When Mingyu saw everyone hesitate, she felt relieved. She was not in as bad a state as she appeared on the surface, but facing challengers one after another, she was too exhausted at the moment. Showing weakness to the enemy at this moment was hers.
One of the strategies.
Everyone was hesitant to make a decision. At this moment, Taoist Priest Mingyu, who had just breathed a sigh of relief on the stage, suddenly changed his expression and saw a black shadow flying from a distance, heading towards her.
Mingyu's face turned cold. When the black shadow approached, she saw clearly that it was a wooden sign. The knights in the audience also exclaimed in surprise as they reacted.
"I don't know which friend is visiting Hengshan. Please show up and see me!" Mingyu shouted coldly. At the same time, she stretched out her hand to grab the flying wooden sign. The force of the shock made her frown.
Mingyu's voice echoed around, but no one showed up. She had a sullen face, lowered her head and looked at the thing she caught in her hand. This wooden sign was six feet long, as wide as the palm of her hand, and the board was smooth.
Six characters in the letter -
The tomb of my beloved wife Pei Xia.
"Does this mean?!"
This name made Mingyu stunned for a moment, then horrified. The next second, countless fallen leaves fell one after another above their heads. Everyone looked up subconsciously. Suddenly, the sky above them seemed to be dyed bright red by the bloody sword light.