I said Dongli in adversity

Whether in literature or martial arts, Ying Wuqian can be said to be a leader in the world.

Otherwise, in the original plot, it would be impossible to trick the three pillars one by one.

There is a poem that expounds Ying Wuqian's advantages, saying: A skillful argument can shame Bailian, a mysterious plot can cut Brahma, a single blade is stained with the blood of the Sword Saint, and the eternal hero Ying Wuqian.

There are many people who can be opponents of the three pillars, but there are only a handful of people who can fit in all three pillars at once. In this regard, it is not in vain that fellow Taoists rate Wuqian so highly.

But a high evaluation is a high evaluation, and Old Man Tianjian's evaluation of Ying Wuqian is still accurate.

Perhaps it is because of his overly clever mind that Ying Wuqian's martial arts cultivation can only be considered good.

Xuan Danfeng, which was derived from Old Man Tianjian's Ji Danfeng, is not like Hong Chenxue's Ping Danfeng, which has completely embarked on its own path. It can only be regarded as a branch variant of Ji Danfeng.

In the original plot, the two men joined forces with Chong Yuzhi and fought against Jianfeidao with evil intentions, but in the end they ended up dead and one escaped.

Now they are facing not only Jian Feidao, but also Wang Xiaoran and Yixuan Miao.

With his non-Taoist character, if Ying Wuqian bent his knees and begged for mercy, there might be a chance of letting him go. But now there are Wang Xiaoran who is in a resentful mood, and Tan Xiqi who is cold, cold, and maverick. Even if he begs for mercy, it will not end well.

Therefore, this battle was particularly brutal.

During this period, Ying Wuqian and Chong Yuzhi did not think of other ways to escape, such as betraying their teammates. However, they were both scheming people and never revealed any flaws to the other party.

Until the end of the battle, Ying Wuqian and Chong Yuzhi faced Wang Xiaoran and Tan Xiqi's offensive and the situation became more and more dangerous. Ying Wuqian decided to push Chong Yuzhi to the opponent's sword in exchange for a chance to escape. Unexpectedly, Chong Yuzhi did the same. The idea came to mind, so a group of Jianghu guests saw the scene where the two people who were fighting side by side a moment ago were facing each other with swords and palms.

This also made the Jianghu guests present lament even more about the evil of people's hearts.

The two were already at a disadvantage, and they attacked each other. It was even more difficult for them to compete with Wang Xiaoran and Tan Xiqi. They were both defeated. Tan Xiqi didn't even give Chong Yuzhi any more time to argue. , he sealed his throat with a sword and took his life.

And just when Wang Xiaoran was about to kill Ying Wuqian, Ying Wuqian's words forced Wang Xiaoran to stop.

It also made the Jianghu guests present truly realize the bottom line of Zhengyu, who had a high status in the Confucian sect.

"Wang Xiaoran, if you kill me here, you will never see your son again."

Just one point away from the palm, it landed on top of the heavenly spirit.

However, Wang Xiaoran could not land this palm no matter what.

In the past, when Wan Xi was a fellow practitioner, the three religions became more and more afraid of Yi Tian Xuan Vein because Yi Tian Xuan Vein repeatedly ranked among the hundreds of weapons.

In order to maintain the relationship between the three religions, Wang Xiaoran resolutely sent his three children to the three religions respectively, regardless of Yi Xuanmiao's objections and his wife's pleas.

During the years when the capital was sealed, this became one of the things that Wang Xiaoran regretted most in his life.

Wang Xiaoran originally thought that the three religions had already poisoned his three children, but he never thought that he could still hear the news from Ying Wuqian.

"My son Xiaoming is still here?" Wang Xiaoran suddenly trembled.

Ying Wuqian said in a deep voice: "At that time, our three sects agreed that each of the three sons should commit suicide to avoid future troubles. However, after final consideration, in order to prevent accidents, I chose to let someone keep his life and give it to Raised by others.”

"Wang Xiaoran, Yi Xuan Miao, if I die here today, you will never know his whereabouts again in this life."

"Ying Wuqian, you deserve to die!"

At this time, I heard only a burst of angry shouting, and saw a sword energy flying from a distance, passing through Ying Wuqian's knees in a blink of an eye. In an instant, Ying Wuqian's legs were shattered, and the whole person fell straight into the dust. Embarrassed. But Ying Wuqian didn't care about the pain and was just startled. As a Confucian sect, he was naturally familiar with that sword.

"The Qiongxiao Mingjing Sword...it's you!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the sword energy filling the surrounding area, and a gray-haired old man, holding an ordinary wooden cane, stepped into everyone's eyes.

"Poetry and wine Jiangnan sword is outside the body, eyes are frightened and illusive, and the ink belt is innocent. Who is the unrighteous one? There are more people in the world than Yuan Lai."

"Master."

In the room of Ping'an Inn, Changri Kunqiu, who had been silent until he had almost lost his sense of existence, suddenly opened his eyes.

Since following Bai Yuheng back to Ping'an Inn, he met a swordsman who could arouse his interest for the first time.

And the name of Jianru Wuya, Jiandian Mingfuzi, is extremely loud in the world, and even some people in the world recognized his identity.

I saw Master Ming stepping in front of Ying Wuqian, his eyes full of disgust.

"Ying Wuqian, you behave despicably and do whatever it takes to achieve your goals. You really have the reputation of being a disgrace to Confucianism."

Ying Wuqian looked at the person who came and just sneered miserably, "Master Ming, what's the matter, the ancient virtues, can't wait to have someone take my place?"

Before he finished speaking, there was only a slap in the face. At some point, the old man Tianjian also stood up and looked at Ying Wuqian with complicated expressions in his eyes.

"Yunqian, I didn't expect that you would become like this."

Ying Wuqian looked at his father who had been away for many years and just sneered, "Ying Chaoyang, from the moment I walked out of Ying's house, Ying Yunqian was already dead. There is only Qinghuai Jade Mirror in the world. Ying Wuqian, Wuqian Wu Qian means that there is no more Yun Qian in the world."

"you!"

Urgent fire attacked his heart, and a touch of bright red flowed down from Ying Chaoyang's mouth.

Looking into Ying Wuqian's eyes, there was sigh, disappointment, and lingering self-blame.

At this time, seeing that the farce had reached this stage, Bai Yuheng shook his fan, cleared his throat, and then slowly said: "Um, there are so many people here, Bai Yuheng wants to say a few words?"

Seeing that no one objected among the crowd, Bai Yuheng then looked towards another room.

"I mean, Mo Qingchi, you and Ying Wuqian are old friends after all. Why don't you come out and say a word to help him when you see him in such a miserable state?"

Mo Qingchi? The sky looks down and the ink pours into the pond? The Confucian sect is as famous as Ying Wuqian? He actually came to Ping An Inn.

But why hasn't he shown up?

After a while, the closed door slowly opened, and a cold and somewhat curious voice came from inside.

"If you commit any unrighteousness, you will be punished by yourself. It is your own fault for everything. What can I say?"

"As for friendship, friendship in the past was essentially an exchange of conditions and interests. We have already reached a consensus on this, and there is no such thing as standing aside."

"Therefore, you can all do whatever you want without Qian." (End of this chapter)