Meet the owner of Peach Blossom Island at the beginning of the game

Chapter 120

"Master Sun, I'm hurt..." He said something flat, and the attitude in the dialect's plain words was undoubtedly revealed.

Seemingly agreeing, Sun Yu nodded, and said with a smile, "Since you are injured, Fang Shaoxia doesn't need to go on stage anymore, let's take a good rest!"

Pausing for a moment, he may have doubts, and asked: "Fang Shaoxia, I wonder how long it will take for your injury to heal?"

Taking a meaningful look at Sun Yu, Fang Yanming glanced at Qiu Qianren and his party. After pondering for a moment, he smiled casually and returned: "It's not a serious injury, let's go this afternoon..."

After speaking, he waved goodbye and jumped off the ring directly.

Surprisingly, he did not immediately return to his team, but instead walked in the direction of Duan Siqi and his party.

"Master Jin..."

Touching Jin Rulie with his shoulder, Qiu Qianren raised his head to signal.

"Ah…"

With a chuckle, Jin Rulie put on a nonchalant attitude and said, "Chief Qiu, don't worry, isn't this what we expected."

"Using my secret book of the Vajra Sect as a favor, this kid has a wishful thinking!"

Fireworker Toutuo stared at the young man's back, and his face, which was already full of evil spirits, was covered with frost, which made people feel frightened.

Qiu Qianren patted him on the shoulder as if comforting, and said meaningfully: "Master Huo, don't be angry. Those of us who are in the rivers and lakes, those who owe others, will pay back sooner or later, you say yes!"

He nodded his head twice, and the fireman Toutuo resisted the desire to do something.Immediately, as if thinking of something, he asked, "Master Jin, have they arrived yet?"

I saw Jin Rulie caressing down with the palm of his hand, signaling to the two of them to feel at ease.

"Don't worry! Chief Qiu, Master Huo, and Jin came all the way from Zhongzhong. Naturally, they don't want to, and it's impossible for them to make this trip in vain. Let them be happy for a while..."

Looking at Fang Yanming, who was talking happily with the Dali Duan family and Shaolin, Jin Rulie couldn't help showing a sneer.

At this moment, among the Shaolin team, after exchanging pleasantries, the dialect clearly explained his purpose of coming.

"Master of Suffering, the secret manual of the Great King Kong finger..."

Holding a thin booklet in both hands, Fang Yanming handed it over very solemnly.

"This…"

Trembling, he took the booklet that recorded his own unique learning, Rao had already expected it in his heart, and couldn't help being extremely excited about suffering.

After carefully putting away the secret book, he straightened up, clasped his hands together, and bowed to the young man in front of him solemnly.

"Amitabha, thank you..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yanming turned sideways, avoiding his salute, waved his hands and refused repeatedly: "Master, this is absolutely unacceptable! You are really embarrassing this junior."

Halfway through the speech, he was probably afraid that the old monk in front of him would salute again, so he changed the subject and said earnestly: "Furthermore, this trip, my boy, is not for nothing."

"It doesn't matter whether you say that the boy is threatening to repay you, or coercing you! Master, please help me..."

Before the words were finished, Fang Yanming clasped his fists with both hands, raised them above his head, bowed deeply, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Faced with such a straightforward request from the young man in front of him, even though Suffering didn't want to go into this muddy water, he unconsciously had a good impression of him.

After hesitating again and again, Misery lifted Fang Yanming up and said solemnly: "This matter is of great importance, Fang Shaoxia, can you allow me to think about it carefully?"

Knowing the truth that too much is too late, Fang Yan stood up directly without urging him, and said with a wry smile: "Master, it must be that the boy is ignorant. However, please make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise, it may be too late!"

"Amitabha... Before the end of the Hengshan Sword Discussion today, I will definitely give the young hero a definite answer." Misery said firmly.

Hearing this, Fang Yan was overjoyed, and returned with his arms folded: "Since that's the case, that kid won't bother you any more. Master, masters, Fang will leave."

Before the words were finished, Misery waved to the disciples behind him.Knowing this, all the Shaolin monks bowed together and said in unison: "Amitabha, thank you Fang Shaoxia."

I accepted a gift frankly.What should be done has already been done, and the rest is only up to Suffering's own decision.That being the case, Fang Yanming didn't stay any longer, and walked to the position where his family and his party were located together with Duan Siqi.

"Tsk tsk, Xiao Fang, that's one of Shaolin's 72 unique skills, the Vigorous Finger! You can resist not looking at it, and return it directly. You really amazed me."

As if seeing something strange, Duan Siqi's eyes kept scanning Fang Yanming's body, and his mouth kept joking.

Xu was stared at for too long and felt a little uncomfortable. Fang Yanming punched him in the chest, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Hey, look at what you said, this young hero is not someone who sees the secrets of magic skills People who can't walk!"

Halfway through the conversation, he patted his chest, winked, and said triumphantly: "Besides, my buddy remembers countless magical skills in his mind, and I haven't learned them all yet. Why do we need to think about Shaolin's martial arts!"

As soon as these words came out, Duan Siqi froze for a moment.After a long while, as if he didn't know what to say, he could only falter and give a thumbs up, and replied very depressed: "You are awesome!"

"Ha ha…"

Saying haha, rubbing the tips of their noses, the two returned to the team.

"Ouch!"

Rubbing his reddish forehead, Fang Yanming looked like a question mark, and asked in a tone full of grievances: "Qi Gong, why did you hit me?"

"Ha ha…"

Hong Qigong stroked his beard with his hand, looked at him fixedly, and jokingly said, "Boy, I'll beat you! What can you do to me?"

"Tsk tsk..."

Looking around at the boy again, Hong Qigong didn't hide his admiration, and said with a big smile, "I really don't know how your head is so long! This can give you another helping hand, awesome!"

Looking at the thumb stretched out in front of him, Fang Yanming raised his eyebrows, arched his hands, pretending to be modest, and said: "Haha, Qi Gong, you are too much for the prize, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning! "

Just as he was about to say a few more words proudly, he suddenly felt a pain in his ears.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that Hua Niang's two green fingers landed on his ears at some point.

She grabbed the boy and said to Hong Qigong with a smile on her face, "Qigong, don't brag any more. If you brag any more, this brat's tail will go up to the sky."

"Oh...it hurts! Sister Hua, let go..."

The cries of pain faded away, Hua Niang dragged Fang Yanming to Zhao Ning's side.

"Brother Zhao..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Ning understood what he meant.

"Oh! Sister Hua, Uncle Zhao, I'm fine! You know, this young hero studied lightness kung fu and medical skills the most in Peach Blossom Island. How can I not know about my own body!"

"Oops..."

As soon as he complained, the boy suffered another shudder on the head. Facing Huaniang's big angry eyes, he could only shrink his neck and dare not speak anymore.

"laugh…"

Seeing such a scene, Duan Siqi, who had been secretly laughing all this time, finally couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

Duan Siqi simply stopped hiding after receiving a vicious roll of eyes, and laughed out loud.

Everyone couldn't help but smile...

After playing around, Fang Yanming and Duan Siqi, who had nothing to do, calmed down and watched the battle quietly.

On the arena, the flashes of swords and swords are mostly contests between teenagers.

After all, not everyone has a profound background and a peerless inheritance like Fang Yanming and Duan Siqi.Therefore, the realm of the people who came to power was generally not high, and even if they died, they were only in the third-rate realm.The martial arts moves are even more commonplace, and since it is not a life-and-death fight, it is a bit boring at the end.

"what…"

Yawning, Fang Yanming rubbed his head, trying to cheer himself up.

"so boring…"

Nodding, Duan Siqi agreed: "It's really boring!"

"Ouch!"

Before the words fell, the two teenagers were slapped on the head.Looking up, it turned out that Hong Qigong had succeeded.

Immediately, he blew his beard and stared at him and said, "Hey, you two boys. It's rare to have the opportunity to watch the competition of your peers. If you don't watch carefully, you are here to yell at me? You really deserve a beating!"

Hearing this, Fang Yanming's eyebrows twitched, and he replied very depressed: "Qi Gong, these people have mediocre internal strength, mediocre moves, and mediocre experience in fighting the enemy. What's there to look at!"

"Then let the old beggar watch carefully! If you doze off again, I'll beat you both up!"

As soon as this remark came out, the two brothers looked at each other, cheered up helplessly, and continued to watch the competition.

I don't know how long it has passed, the day is getting higher and higher, the shadow is getting shorter, and under the hot sun, sweat begins to ooze from the cheeks.

Suddenly, a cyan figure swirled out from under the stage, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, sharp and menacing.

"Ok?"

There was a soft moan from his nose, Xu felt the extraordinary aura of the young man on the stage, and dialect's bright eyes shone brightly.

"Who is he?"

"Li Yi in Shuzhong!"

Li Yi on the stage and Duan Siqi off the stage spoke at the same time.

Li Yi is more than seven feet tall, wearing green clothes, holding a three-foot sword in his hand, his slender body is half leaning on the hilt of the sword, looking full of laziness.

Look left, look right, maybe because there is no opponent on the stage, he is in a bad mood, and he keeps provoking the young people in the audience with his eyes.

After a long time, no one came to power, and he changed his strategy.

"Li Yi in the middle of Shu, invite your peers to try the sword!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Yi's frivolous eyes suddenly froze, and the laziness that emanated from his body suddenly disappeared, and his whole body was like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, radiant and sharp!
"Heh, I heard that the Kong family passed down the Haoran sword since the pre-Qin period. It is exquisite and upright, and it is called: the number one sword in the world today! What is it? Could it be that nowadays, you don't even have the courage to try the sword?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's eyes fell on the Kong family and his party under the canopy of the dome.

Being stared at by so many people, and ridiculed by a junior, even Kong Xiangfu's decades of ups and downs in the ups and downs of the officialdom have almost failed.

Kong Xiangfu, the contemporary Jin Guoyan Shenggong, looked gloomy like water. After pondering for a moment, he waved his hand behind him, and a young man came out holding a sword.

As soon as he jumped onto the stage, the young man pointed at Li Yi and roared angrily: "Huh! My Kong family has a thousand-year glory, how can you allow you to slander me indiscriminately, and die!"

"Remember, the one who killed you is the Kong family, Kong Lingrong!"

"Ah…"

Li Yi sneered, his fair and handsome face was full of sarcasm.

"It's ridiculous! A traitor, he has the nerve to say something about the millennium glory. The face of the sage is completely lost by you!"

As soon as this remark came out, Kong Xiangfu's fists in the audience couldn't help but clenched tightly, Xu Shi was so angry that his knuckles were blue from being pinched.

The onlookers were even more in an uproar.Although everyone in the martial arts world is not ashamed of the Confucian family being enshrined by the Han people for generations, they bowed their knees and acted as servants of the Jin people.But because the Jin country is powerful now, and the Kong family is also powerful, few people dare to mention this matter.

Now, this fig leaf was directly lifted by Li Yi, exposing the ugliness of the so-called Shenggong Mansion of Jin Guoyan to the public.

"What did you say!"

With a roar, Kong Lingrong separated the sword from its sheath.Under the sunlight, the blade of the sword reflected a dazzling light.The sound of swishing piercing through the air was endless, and the shadow of the sword was heavy, covering all the vital points of Li Zhou's body.

"Small tricks are not worth mentioning!"

With a sneer, Li Yi moved.

Up and down, left and right, the green clothes fluttered, dodging all of Kong Lingrong's attacks calmly.

Ding!
The sound of Jin Tiejiao sounded, it turned out that Li Yi used the scabbard to pick and roll the long sword that was attacking him.Afterwards, I saw him leaping backward three steps lightly, leisurely and leisurely, floating out of the dust, like an exiled immortal.

"Heh, the Haoran Sword emphasizes its brilliance and grandeur, and suppresses people with power. But it makes you play a villain sword that attacks people's vital points everywhere! It's really ridiculous."

After a cold ridicule, Li Yiyi slapped his head, seemed to think of something, and suddenly realized: "Oh, it's not your fault. I've become a traitor, where do I have the backbone, and how can I understand the grandeur of the ancestors?" I mean!"

Hearing such words, Kong Xiangfu couldn't bear it any longer. If Li was allowed to continue talking, the reputation of the Kong family would fall to the bottom in the martial arts world.Even now, its reputation is not much better.

However, at the moment when he was about to stand up, he suddenly felt bursts of shocking sharpness approaching him.

Cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and Kong Xiangfu has a feeling that as long as he makes a move, there will be a shocking killing sword on his body in an instant.

He doesn't dare to act rashly anymore!

"What an amazing sword intent!"

Hong Qigong glanced at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi next to Duan Hongyi, and sighed meaningfully.

"Sword intent? Qigong, what is that?"

Just as he was asking, before Hong Qigong could answer, Fang Yanming's attention was attracted by the stage, and he forgot everything.

"Xia Ke Xing, send the traitors on the road!"

With a gesture of winning, Li Yi drew his sword for the first time.

"Insanity!"

Kong Lingrong waved the long sword in his hand, tapped his toes lightly, and shot straight away like a shooting star piercing the sky.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Goosen, Xueming."

Li Yi didn't seem to notice it, and recited the poems written by his ancestors on his own.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star."

Taking a step forward, Kong Lingrong's straight sword came just in time. In that scene, it seemed that Li Yi was holding the blade of the sword with his chest, deliberately looking for death.

However, the third sentence was exported.

"Kill a person in ten steps, and leave a thousand miles behind!"

As soon as these words came out, the aura suddenly changed.

If the former Li Yi was a chic poet, then the current him is the world's top assassin.

Bass... I just heard the sound of a sword cutting through the air.

Taking another step, Li Yi's body just reached the tip of Kong Lingrong's sword.However, that sword never had a chance to pierce his chest again.

"Hello…"

Turn around, close the sword, take ten steps, and leave.Just like the poem chanted, killing one person in ten steps hides merit and fame!
On the field, only Kong Lingrong was at a loss.

He still didn't understand what happened, why he suddenly lost strength and couldn't stab with the sword.

Only the half-foot bloodstain on the neck can tell him the answer...

(End of this chapter)