Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 660
Huangfu Yingyang was obviously restless, at this moment he was sneering at himself and said: "A young man forgets himself when he succeeds for a while, he really underestimated the heroes of the world, if he doesn't obediently get out of the way, don't blame this giant for trying to force his way!"

Pang Zijian's face was as cold as ice, and with a horizontal sword in his chest, he said righteously: "Mr. Pang respects you as a senior. Don't rely on your old age. Since the head uncle has not summoned you, no matter how noisy you are, Mr. Pang You are also not allowed to go half a step beyond the thunder pool."

Seeing that the two were more rude than the other, Zhan Meiling was about to step forward to persuade her, but Yu Miaohe stretched out her hand to stop her, and then said meaningfully: "Junior Sister, don't be impatient, let's take a look at the methods of the Senior Brother and High Disciple. "

Zhan Meiling was startled when she heard the words, and then she only heard Huangfu Ying shouting loudly: "The young man has a lot of air! Let's see if you can stop this giant!"

Amidst the shouting, Huangfu Yingyang didn't hesitate, he punched Pang Zijian's face hard, although the move didn't look fancy, but the power inside it was not trivial.

Pang Zijian had already been prepared for the battle, he leaned close and at the same time raised his long sword, slashing towards Huangfu Yingyang's shoulder in a "poisonous dragon going out to sea" style.

This move not only avoids the enemy's sharpness, but also attacks the enemy's weakness. It is the clever steps of combo and strike, especially when it is shot, the air is calm, showing the full demeanor of everyone.

Zhan Meiling nodded secretly, and said in a low voice: "Martial Nephew Pang has worked hard since he came back from Xuanming Town, and devoted himself to practicing internal and external skills. Now it seems that his progress has been remarkable, and it is worthy of the painstaking cultivation of senior brother."

Yu Miaohe gave a noncommittal hum, at this moment, she suddenly saw Huangfu Ying raised his fist and turned, taking advantage of Pang Zijian's exhaustion, he slammed at the spine of the long sword in his hand.

To perform the kung fu of empty-handed into the white blade, the eyesight must be extremely accurate, and the shot should not allow the slightest deviation. This punch can be called 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 reacted a long time ago, and turned his wrist in a blink of an eye, and the spine of the sword that was facing Huangfu Yingyang suddenly turned into a cold blade , like a giant beast with its bloody mouth wide open, waiting for the opponent to throw itself into the trap.

This move came later, 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 raise his eyebrows, and at the same time he was forced to retreat, he couldn't hide his surprise and said: "The boy is not an embroidered pillow, he really can do something."

Pang Zijian took the lead with one move, seized the opportunity to seize the offensive, forced back Huangfu Yingyang who was not on his footing with two swishing swords, then sneered and said: "Pang's real ability has not been displayed yet, senior be careful! "

His tone was full of self-satisfaction, and his moves were not impetuous. Pang Zi played steadily and steadily, showing what he had learned in his life.

Huangfu Yingyang missed his hand carelessly, and it was difficult to regain his momentum for a while. Within a few moves, he was forced to retreat two steps by Pang Zijian, and he was about to retreat to the stairs.

This time, not only Yu Miaohe was greatly surprised, but Mu Yun was even more surprised, after all, he also held contempt for Pang Zijian just now, if he made a move, he would be countered.In short, one cannot slack off in martial arts practice, otherwise one would have suffered a crushing defeat before impressing others.

Mu Yun was secretly vigilant, while Huangfu Yingyang was heartbroken. Today, he lost to Mu Yun in the hidden weapon kung fu that he was most proud of in his life, and then he was forced into such a mess by the delusional Pang Zijian in Xing Zhiying's mouth. Xia Sheng is open-minded, but after all, he can't hold back his face.

When there was no way to retreat, Huangfu Ying raised his voice and shouted violently: "What a young man! If the tiger doesn't show its power, you really think this giant is a sick cat?!"

After drinking, no longer hindered by his status as a "senior", Huangfu Yingyang burst out an invisible sword energy between his fingers, congealing the sharpness of gold and iron, and angrily greeted Pang Zijian's sword edge.

As soon as the two swords were handed over, Pang Zijian felt the pressure increase sharply. After receiving two swords, he was so shocked that his blood was surging, and the long sword almost flew out of his hand.

Knowing that the gap between his internal strength and the opponent's is too big, although Pang Zijian refused to accept it, he still sought changes in his sword moves in due course, and tried not to confront Huangfu Yingyang head-on.

Now the situation changed, Huangfu Yingyang regained the initiative. After all, he has been steeped in the way of swordsmanship for many years, how could Pang Zijian be able to match him, but within a few moves, he completely crushed this rising star, unable to fight back.

In fact, the Cangsong swordsmanship that Huangfu Yingyang is using at this moment is just the introductory martial arts of the Huangshan School, but this swordsmanship is displayed by him, and it immediately blooms into a majestic and magnificent image.

The sword is majestic and majestic, and there are strange peaks emerging one after another, just like unfolding a vast scroll of clouds and mountains, which is really amazing.

That day in the Zhen'ao Mansion, Zhu Fengyin also used this sword technique, but now, after a little comparison, he knows what it means to be judged by superiors and inferiors, and the difference in cultivation can be seen at a glance.

Yu Miaohe and Zhan Meiling had expected this situation, but Lin Qianmeng couldn't help but worry about Pang Zijian when he saw Pang Zijian being beaten passively.

Huangfu Ying raised his spirit and majesty, attacking and at the same time he raised his voice and scolded: "You still don't give up 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, he didn't panic at all when he responded with his moves. Although he was forced to be completely defensive, he defended tightly and did not appear to be defeated for a while.

Seeing this, Yu Miaohe showed a look of relief, nodded slowly and said: "As light as it is, as it is dust, although Martial Nephew Pang's Flying Chen Art is not as elegant and calm as Senior Brother, but he is no longer inferior to first-class experts, alas... ...If he had this level of cultivation back then, how could he have lost to Qingyun Xiaodao of the Wudang sect?"

Zhan Meiling nodded and said in agreement: "Sister what you said is very true. Now that the Kunlun faction is being criticized by others, it is a good time for the rise of the faction. If nephew Pang continues to work hard and become a leader among young talents, it will be even more difficult. It can make others look at this faction with admiration.”

Yu Miaohe glanced at Zhan Meiling, and said calmly: "Of course we all wish to rise, but we must have the capital to rise, otherwise, what is there to be proud of if we only rely on suppressing others to rise to the top?"

Zhan Meiling knew what Yu Miaohe was thinking, so she felt inappropriate when she spoke, and immediately said with a smile: "Yes, yes, everything is right, but don't forget what you promised me earlier. Uncle Sect Master, you must put down your dignity, and don't act willfully or even confront you face to face."

Yu Miaohe sighed, and her expression became more and more complicated. At this time, the battle situation in the field has also changed.

Rao Pang Zijian's moves are good, but his combat experience is far inferior to Huangfu Yingyang's. He was forced to retreat repeatedly under the blind defense, and he was about to approach the edge of the inner hall.

The top floor of the building is divided into an inner hall and an outer room by a wooden pavilion, and an arch in between is covered by a screen. Although the inside and outside cannot be seen from each other, the voice of the words is clearly audible.

Pang Zijian had his own reasons why he couldn't admit defeat. In desperation, he had no choice but to make a risky move.All of a sudden, he was holding a sword flower, thousands of silver stars surged out from the edge of the sword, and he slashed at Huangfu Yingyang.

This move was so chic and beautiful that it dazzled people, but in Huangfu Yingyang's view, it was a bit flashy, and the sword finger stabbed amidst a sneer, ready to break through the center of the opponent's sword power.

(End of this chapter)