Meng 49 sword

Chapter 175 The Second Battle

Meng Qiqi's heart was attached to Jiange, so he entrusted Xiao Yu'er to Jin Man, and went back to Gushan by himself.

In the early morning, the sky broke.

Feng Ye walked up the stone steps leading to the lonely mountain again, walking up the mountain like yesterday.In the woods on both sides of the road, as well as on this mountain road, there were many probing and scrutinizing gazes, including those who were vigilant or those who were not kind, but Feng Ye didn't take it to heart.

He is just curious, which one will be facing today, and what kind of surprises it will bring him.

On the Qingshi square in front of Shanyu Hall, the disciples of Jiange had already been waiting here.

Cultivation is not easy, and one night is not enough to change anything, so they can't help worrying, but none of them is timid.The elders discussed all night, and the disciples also discussed all night. They made a detailed analysis of Feng Ye's weaknesses and his sword moves, and recommended the most likely disciples to fight.

"If Eldest Senior Brother is still here, he must hope that we lose with integrity."

This remark came from the former junior master and apprentice, Apprentice Youqiong, so Tu Youqiong, who had a lot of backbone, was the first to be sent on stage.It's not that the seniors gave him small shoes, but because Tu Youqi is young, but among the many disciples, his talent and cultivation are really outstanding.Especially after the Immortal Kowtow Conference, Tu Youqiu suddenly worked much harder than before, and his cultivation level increased day by day.

Tu Youqiong vowed to avenge Dai Xiaoshan, and went into battle with arrogance, staring at Feng Ye's right arm.

He originally wanted to imitate Dai Xiaoshan's way of making a handsome opening speech yesterday.But he cleared his throat, opened his mouth a few times but found that he couldn't learn the charm, so he decided to learn it from someone else.

Holding a sword in one hand, with a dignified appearance, he was upright, and said: "There are only a few poor people in the Jiange of the Gushan Mountain, please enlighten me."

Dai Xiaoshan, who had one arm wrapped into a sledgehammer by his mistress, also appeared in the crowd watching the battle. Hearing this, he immediately recognized that Tu Youqiong was imitating the elder brother, and couldn't help but smile.

Feng Ye looked at the young monk who was younger than himself in front of him, and his heart aroused a little bit of interest.But before starting the fight, he took out the sword wrapped in blue cloth from the box on his back, and said solemnly: "This is a fierce sword. If my sword hadn't been damaged, I wouldn't want to use it. You need to know , it is very evil and powerful, even I can't completely control it. If you want to survive, if you can't hold on, you should speak up immediately and ask your master to save you."

Feng Ye kindly reminded him, but his mouth was too stinky and his expression was too flat, making him so angry that he wanted to fight him for [-] rounds immediately.

"Stop talking nonsense, come!" Tu Youqiong put on a posture.

Feng Ye really stopped talking nonsense, and shook the blue cloth away with a flick of his wrist, and the fierce sword with a dark body and a faint evil spirit reappeared in the world like this.

"This sword..." Tang Li, as the master of Tu Youqiong, naturally paid the most attention to this battle.It's just that he couldn't remember the origin of this fierce sword for a while, thinking that their Gushan Jiange was respected as the authentic swordsmanship, and had compiled a list of famous swords in the world, but this sword...is really unfamiliar.

Feng Ye is a young man, where does he have the strength to possess such a fierce sword?This fierce sword was probably given to him by Lang Xu.

Outside the pass, Lang Xu...

Tang Li stood up abruptly, "Could it be, could it be that blood-dripping sword?!"

Pei Yuan frowned: "Didn't the Blood-Dripping Sword be taken away by Cang Ting's people?"

"Cang Ting and Lang Xu are both outside the pass. It is not difficult to understand that Lang Xu has this sword." Xue Manshan said.

"Look, that's what senior brothers say!" Tang Li spoke eloquently, and then he had a headache again.

Although the Blood-Dripping Sword is not a powerful or invincible divine sword, it is known as a fierce sword and its strength is not bad.His precious, poor little apprentice, how could he beat him?

But at this time the two had already started fighting, Tang Li couldn't sit still, and walked back and forth on the platform where several people were seated.

Chu Ling'an sighed and said, "Junior brother, don't worry."

Tang Li turned his head and said, "I'm not in a hurry!"

Pei Yuan couldn't help his violent temper, "Stop and say you're not in a hurry if you have the ability!"

"Shut up!" Mrs. Pei slapped the Lion Roar of the River East, suppressing the two brothers.

Tang Li didn't dare to disobey his sister-in-law, so he had to sit down obediently.

But when he glanced at Tu Youqiong again, his heart immediately rose to his throat.I saw that every time Tu Youqi approached Feng Ye's body, the two swords collided, and the evil spirit on that fierce sword would climb up along Tu Youqiong's sword.

Tu Youqiong wanted to get rid of the evil spirit, so he was distracted, and when Feng Ye seized the opportunity to beat him up hard, it was a dangerous situation.

Passionate impulse is like a limit, and he has to avoid the edge for the time being.

He looked for an opportunity to back away, took a breath, and quickly analyzed the situation in his mind—this battle was different from that of Senior Brother Dai yesterday. Senior Brother Dai had precise control and natural supernatural power, and he planned to destroy Feng Ye from the very beginning. sword.Ke Tu Youqiong didn't have such brains and conditions, and Feng Ye lost his own sword, but brought such a fierce sword.If you want to minimize the influence of evil spirits on yourself, you can only cut the mess quickly!

This battle needs to be resolved quickly!

"Look at the trick!" Tu Youqian shouted loudly, with an astonishing momentum.

Feng Ye thought that he was going to make some shocking move, but he saw that he made a left sword and another sword, without any rules.

The onlookers couldn't see anything famous, only the disciples of Jiange's eyes lit up—Nanta, this is what Tu Youqi is best at!The seemingly disorganized moves are actually the result of dismantling the complete sword move, allowing him to disrupt the opponent's rhythm and win the victory for himself in the fast and dazzling chaos.

This style of play was used by Tu Youqiong in the Immortal Calling Conference.It's just that at that time, he could only use a show, and six out of ten were useless moves. It seemed amazing, but it was a waste of energy and had little effect.

Dai Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to find out the vain rules of moves from the chaos.But after a few breaths, Dai Xiaoshan saw that his eyes were sore, but he couldn't find it.

Could it be that his random fighting has not improved at all compared to before, is he still playing randomly?

Dai Xiaoshan frowned, and quickly denied his thoughts.Because Feng Ye was indeed restrained by Tu Youqiong's random beating, this sudden wave of sword moves, which was like a storm, made Feng Ye unable to react in time, making one wrong step, one wrong step.

On the other hand, Tu Youqiong seemed to have found the touch, the more he hit, the brighter his eyes became, and the happier his expression became.

After a few more moves, Dai Xiaoshan finally confirmed that Tu Youqiu's nanda had indeed improved, and the improvement was remarkable.But his little junior brother is simply a person who makes moves based on feeling!Which move is more reasonable, which move will cause more trouble to the opponent, is not within the scope of his consideration.

Whatever comes to your mind, whatever comes at your fingertips, whatever comes with great power, cool!

Hit, hit, hit!

Kill you son of a bitch!

"Look at the trick, look at the trick!" Tu Youqiong's sword shone brightly, and he was so excited that he used the trick "Wind Crane Flying Forest".This move was an unpopular move in the Gushan Sword Art. After the sword move was made, he was uncontrollably carried by the sword and flew up, flipping over Feng Ye.

But in fact, he originally wanted to attack by force.

Feng Ye also wanted to make a strong attack, using offense instead of defense, to end this disgusting style of play.What he holds in his hand is a fierce sword, who is afraid of whom?

Ke Tu Youqi suddenly rolled over his head!

Not a hint of warning!

That's it!

"A stroke of genius!" There was an exclamation from the crowd.

Dai Xiaoshan, who was in the know, couldn't help but help his forehead, and Tang Li, who knew his apprentice's temperament very well, also smiled a little embarrassedly.But Feng Ye didn't understand Tu Youqiong, so Tu Youqiong's mind was instantly elevated to Dai Xiaoshan's level in his heart.

He began to be cautious.

Poor but still unrestrained.

Those who should be cautious are not cautious, and those who should be unrestrained are not unrestrained. This battle is gradually rushing in a strange direction.Until now, all the people present were sure that Feng Ye would win at the beginning, but now they dare not speak lightly about the outcome.

Princess Yihe also narrowed her eyes slightly, and tapped the armrest of the chair with her delicate hands, thoughtfully.

Dai Xiaoshan is not optimistic, Feng Ye is not a mediocre person, and he will realize it sooner or later.

Sure enough, Feng Ye tried a few times and found that Tu Youqiong was fucking beating.He was so angry that he almost wanted to stab him to death with a sword.

So Feng Ye finally started to attack with wide open and wide open. In this way, Tu Youqiong was gradually suppressed and fell into a disadvantage.His moves are no longer so unrestrained, no matter what moves he makes, Feng Ye just raises his sword and crushes them with absolute strength, but even if you use all your strength to resist, you can't hide it. its front.

This is so frustrating.

Fu Youqiong's expression gradually became serious, and sweat rolled down his cheeks, tracing his increasingly mature face.At that moment, Dai Xiaoshan seemed to see that the always noisy junior had finally grown up slowly.

If you give him a little more time, he will definitely show a more dazzling demeanor.

Tu Youqiong didn't want to admit defeat, and became more courageous as he fought, and the random fight gradually became a more efficient fast break.

Even though Feng Ye was overpowering him in every aspect, he had to summon up all his energy to deal with Tu Youyou's tenacious resistance.

Fight, just fight!

At this moment, the two of them only have each other in their eyes, only the burning fighting spirit!

"Not good!" Suddenly, Tang Li stood up from his seat and stepped into the arena.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Ye's fierce sword overflowed with evil spirit.Every time he fights with Tu Youqi, when the two swords collide, a little of the evil spirit will be shaken from the sword, turning into mist and smoke, lingering around.

But at this moment, after Feng Ye devoted himself to the battle, his evil spirit exploded!

Tu Youqiu faced the evil spirit directly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly backed away while being terrified in his heart.But that evil spirit was like a cold rope, stumbling his footsteps.

At this moment of stumbling, he saw Feng Ye's expression suddenly became solemn, and the sword that was supposed to stab at his face stopped abruptly.

Tang Li has arrived.

He sent out several palms to dispel the evil spirit, and the palm wind pushed the two away, forcing them to separate.

But Tu Youqiong was still injured by the evil spirit, his whole body seemed to be frozen, his meridians seemed to be frozen, and he shivered uncontrollably.

Feng Ye was also having a hard time, he took three steps back to stabilize his body, but blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Feng Ye still wins this round." Xue Manshan's voice came from not far away.

Feng Ye won again.

But Fu Youqiong looked at his slightly pale face, but couldn't say any curse words.He was the one who withdrew his sword at the last moment just now, that's why he suffered backlash, right?

Why is this person like this, don't tell me if he wins, and don't let him scold others!

"Hmph, I will definitely beat you next time!" Tu Youqiong said harsh words, glared at him, turned around and ran away.

Feng Ye doesn't know, so, what is this called rich or poor, is it sick?So Feng Ye gave him a strange look, then glanced at the Jiange disciples again, and asked loudly, "Who else will fight?"

"I!"

"let me!"

Jiange lost in a row, and all the disciples were worried, but their momentum remained undiminished.

That's what Feng Ye wanted, and if he stuffed a elixir at random, he would have to compete again.

Unexpectedly, a discordant voice suddenly came out from the crowd, "Brother Feng Ye, you have lost four people in a row, and the Jiange is empty! If you continue to compare, it will be a waste of time!"

"Yeah, losing four games in a row, Jiange only has a false name, what else is there?"

"As soon as Chen Boyan left, there was no one in the Jiange!"

"..."

Criticism came suddenly like a wave, but it was not surprising.

Jiange has lost four games in a row, they can hold their breath and continue to compete, but others may not.Xue Manshan knew that the Jiange had been passed down for more than a thousand years and had a great reputation, but there were many enemies.There are many people in this fairy gate who want to see the decline of the Jiange. No matter in the temple or the fairy gate, there are bound to be many people who fall into trouble and follow the trend.

"Junior Brother Pei." Xue Manshan said in a deep voice, pressing down the dark-faced Pei Yuan.Then he didn't even stand up, turning a deaf ear to all criticisms.

Then he looked at his disciples calmly and said: "What are you doing in a daze? My Jiange disciples prove the way with swords. When do we need to listen to other people's criticism? If someone makes an appointment to fight, we will fight. No matter whether we win or lose, we have no regrets." .”

Hearing this, the eyes of the angry disciples turned red, and even some of the monks watching were moved.

A sentence of "no shame in my heart" is better than a sentence of "no shame in my heart".

At this moment, Feng Ye suddenly let out a cold snort and snorted.

The Jiange disciples glared immediately, but Feng Ye looked up at those who were the first to criticize in the crowd.He raised his chin slightly, still as arrogant as he was when he went up the mountain yesterday, with a stinky face and a very low profile.

"Which onions are you? I fought Jiange because they defeated my master. You are all defeated by my master. What right do you have to speak nonsense here!"

"you!"

"Hugh is crazy! Do you think you are Lang Xu?!"

Some people in the crowd blushed, while others were angry and accused.And just as their voices fell, a figure came from the sky, like a meteor falling, and arrived suddenly.

Astonishment flashed in his eyes.

In the next moment, the one who yelled the loudest saw a pair of shoe soles magnified in front of his eyes. Before he could blink, he was forcibly stepped on by the owner of the shoes.

"boom!"

The corners of the sky-blue clothes fluttered, and the raised dust gradually fell, revealing Meng Qiqi who was smiling and standing with his hands behind his back.The sun shone through the clouds and mists of the lonely mountain and fell on him, and the thin gauze was like the clouds on the other side, making him look like an exile.

But everyone present did not dare to think so.

Because of the smiling Meng Qiqi, there was still a struggling person under his feet.

The more he struggled, the more he couldn't break free.

Meng Qiqi stepped on the back of his head directly, and then asked with a smile: "I just heard you talking bad things about Jiange? Come on, say it in front of Meng."