Who is fighting

From the moment Fan Dongliu jumped up and swung his saber aggressively, to being stabbed to death by Liang Qiufeng's backhand sword, the period was nothing more than a matter of breath.

The cheers and excitement that just erupted from the people had not had time to bloom, but they were hit by sudden changes and froze on their faces, turning into complicated and inexplicable consternation;

On the side of Jianfu, the worried and worried expression was also slightly revealed, but was overturned by an unbelievable scene. When the expression changed, it looked a little distorted and funny.

Fan Dongliu was killed by Liang Qiufeng!

How can this be?

With the corpse lying on the ground, Yun Mojiang looked down at this most beloved and potential disciple, a heart-piercing pain filled his heart, and quickly overwhelmed all reason.

"Liang Qiufeng, die for me!"

With a bang, he jumped up and struck with a palm.

A martial artist with the eighth stage of Qi Dao, the palm under the extreme anger can be said to be earth-shattering, the palm wind is excited, the dust on the ground is blown up, wrapped in the strong wind, and it is integrated, covering Liang Qiufeng in an instant. .

If this palm is carried out, Liang Qiufeng will definitely be patted into meat sauce.

In an instant, Liang Qiufeng knew that in the face of this palm, any resistance would be futile, so he quickly retreated immediately.

He retreated quickly, but still not as fast as the opponent's palm.

A wave of vigorous energy rushed over mountains and seas, Liangqiu Feng's heart sank, and subconsciously laid out the wounded sword in front of his chest, like a rushing river.

"Horizontal Sword Style!"

Bang!

With an earth-shattering sound, Liang Qiufeng slammed towards the back like a kite with a broken string—it wasn't a fall, but a smash that really lost any balance and self-control.

With a flash of his figure, Zhang Xingkong rushed over quickly, caught Liang Qiufeng, and at the same time waved his sleeve, turning Yunmojiang's attack invisible.

Zhang Xingkong lowered his head and saw Liang Qiufeng who had been hit hard and bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He was very anxious. Fortunately, he checked his pulse and there was no serious injury. He couldn't help feeling incredible.

Just now Yun Mojiang made a sudden attack and struck with all his strength, but Liang Qiu was only slightly injured with Feng Qi's eighth-level cultivation, which is simply inconceivable.

But at this time, he didn't have time to think about it, so he stood up, stopped in front of Yun Mojiang, and said angrily: "Yun Mojiang, you kept saying that this was a fair duel between juniors, and you actually made a sneak attack. This is you!" Is what you said fair?"

Yun Mojiang's eyes were red, seeing that there was no move to kill Liang Qiufeng, he became even more angry, and roared: "Fair? Killing all of you is fair!"

He turned his head and yelled at Su Youlong and the others: "Su Youlong, Chu Gekuang, what are you waiting for, kill Zhongnan Mountain, no piece of armor is allowed."

At this moment, he had long lost the demeanor of a sect master, and only wanted to go straight to Zhongnan Mountain and remove the Sword Mansion from the barren island forever.

Su Youlong and Chu Gekuang glanced at each other, without hesitation, they gave an order: "Kill!"

"Kill kill kill!"

Thousands of warriors yelled, raised their weapons, followed behind the masters of the three major sects, and rushed towards Mount Zhongnan like a tide.

War breaks out!

The life and death of Jianfu is at this moment.

Zhang Xingkong didn't panic, he hugged Liang Qiufeng with one hand, and made a formula with the other, and officially opened the mountain protection formation: Bamboo Forest Ten Thousand Swords Formation!

There are stretches of bamboo forests at the foot of the mountain, each of which is straight and slender, called "Xiuzhu".They grow at the foot of the mountain. They are not wild, but artificially planted. According to the geographical situation, they have built a large formation to protect the mountain.

The formation restriction was activated, and the situation changed.

Whoosh whoosh!

The bamboos suddenly exploded and split into countless bamboo pieces.

The bamboo pieces are like swords, they are fired and shot towards the invading enemy.

"Ouch!"

If one didn't guard against it, many fighters were hit, their bodies were stabbed with bamboo pieces, like porcupines, they fell to the ground and died.

"Don't panic!"

Yun Mojiang and other advanced fighters didn't pay much attention to these flying bamboo pieces, they punched and kicked, and disintegrated all the attacks in a burst of true energy.

On the stone steps, Zhang Xingkong handed Liang Qiufeng to Zhang Jiangshan, and said calmly, "You carry him up the mountain."

Turning around, facing all the staff of Jianfu, he said in a deep voice: "Everyone has seen everything just now. Enemies are like wolves and tigers. If you say justice to them, they will show their claws to you; if you say you want to be fair, they will eat you up." You are fair. Since this is the case, what else can we say, can we still have illusions?"

When he said the last sentence, he glanced at the third uncle intentionally or unintentionally.

No matter who the Third Martial Uncle was, he immediately sensed that his old face couldn't help turning hot.

Zhang Xingkong let out a long breath: "In a word, if you want to survive, if you want to keep the Sword Palace alive, the only way is to fight.

"war!"

Everyone in the Sword House screamed with all their might.

Zhang Xingkong nodded: "Very good. Now, while the mountain protection formation can still support for a while, everyone obeys the command and sets up checkpoints to guard along the way. If the enemy wants to occupy Zhongnan Mountain, then step on our corpses."

After finishing speaking, he twisted his hand, drew the sword out of its sheath, and made a sound like a dragon's chant, roaring in the wild.

This sword is extraordinarily long, reaching five feet, with a wide and thick blade, and a raised line on the spine, which is an eye-catching bright red, extending to the tip of the sword, forming a bright and dazzling red grain.

The king's middle-grade sword, the Taiyi Tiandu Sword.

With a sword in hand, Zhang Xingkong's aura climbed steadily until it reached its peak: "The wind and rain are like darkness, wash my sword's edge."

The Ten Thousand Sword Formation in the bamboo forest below happened to be breached, and warriors like wolves and tigers swarmed up to rush up. They looked up and saw the king's weapon held high in Zhang Xingkong's hands.

Swish!

The next moment, Taiyi Tiandu sword slammed down.

There was a cry of misery, and blood and flesh splattered. More than a dozen fighters at the Qi Dao level were killed by the sword in an instant, and blood flowed like a river.

"King Tool! It's actually the sword of King Tool!"

Yun Mojiang and the others looked up and saw that after being shocked, they were filled with greed that could not be concealed, and the heat in their eyes could melt steel.

Everyone knows that Zhongnan Sword Mansion has thousands of years of history and rich treasures. They all know that Zhongnan Mountain is a treasure mountain. There are many treasures in the treasure house of the Sword Mansion, but all of them are inferior to the sword in Zhang Xingkong's hand now. more attractive.

King Sword.

For many years, there has been no Martial King in the barren island, and the equipment of the king's level has even disappeared.There are many speculations and rumors in the market, saying that if there is still a royal weapon in the barren island, it must be in the Zhongnan Sword Mansion.

Right now, Zhang Xingkong struck a sword, confirming this statement.

"Kill Zhang Xingkong, destroy the Sword Mansion, the sword of the royal weapon, and everything else is ours."

Yun Mo Jiangsu Youlong Chu Kuangge, the master of the three major sects, had this thought in his mind almost at the same time, he spread his body, rushed forward from three directions, and besieged Zhang Xingkong.

"Mice dare you!"

The third martial uncle and others made moves one after another, but the elders of the three major sects rushed up to stop him.

This battle is related to the century-old structure of the barren island, and it must be done in one battle.The three major sects had already made arrangements before departure, and except for the necessary personnel left behind, the main force of the sects came out in full force.Gathered together, the power is so strong and huge.

Many elders and Dharma protectors are high-level fighters in the Qi Dao. They all fight against the high-level warriors in the Sword Mansion. To create enough space, let the masters of the three major sects besiege Zhang Xingkong alone.

Zhang Xingkong has cultivated to the ninth stage, stepped into the king's realm in half a step, and holds the sword of the king's weapon in his hand. His strength is outstanding, and he is the most feared existence by everyone.But now there are three masters surrounding the attack, no matter how powerful he is, there will be no troubles.

The war broke out, and there was a lot of killing.The majestic Zhongnan Mountain, the blood-stained cobblestone road.

Now at the forefront are all the sword family qi dao level warriors headed by Zhang Xingkong, including elders, true disciples, sword house guards, etc.The new generation of disciples, such as those with lower cultivation bases, temporarily retreated up the mountain under the leadership of Zhang Jiangshan.

Zhang Jiangshan hugged Liang Qiufeng, although he was fat and bulky, he was extremely nimble and agile, and ran to the inner mansion in one go.When I opened my eyes, I couldn't help being stunned.

At the gate of the Inner Mansion, under the old pine tree, two disciples of the Sword Palace Guards were kneeling on the ground.The person kneeling was actually the old man who struck the bell.

The old man was silent and was resting with his eyes closed.

What's going on here?

Didn't the two disciples of the guard come up to see who was ringing the bell just now under the order of the Palace Master?Why are you kneeling here inexplicably?

The scene looked weird, and a group of new generation disciples drew their swords out of their sheaths one after another, and focused on it.

Liang Qiufeng opened his eyes suddenly - he was hit by Yunmojiang earlier, although he could barely block it, but the Qi and blood in his body reversed the attack, causing him to pass out, and he just woke up now.

As soon as he moved, Zhang Jiangshan immediately said: "Junior Brother Liang, you finally woke up, but you scared me so much that my little heart jumped."

Liang Qiufeng struggled to stand up, first he felt dizzy, then a sense of weakness surged up, and he almost fell to the ground again.

Zhang Jiangshan had quick hands and quick eyes, and he supported him: "Qiu Feng, are you alright?"

Liang Qiufeng shook his head, indicating that it was nothing, turned around and saw the old man who hit the bell sitting under the pine tree, hurried over, knelt down on the ground, and respectfully kowtowed three times.

This scene immediately made Zhang Jiangshan and others dumbfounded.

The two guard disciples were kneeling earlier, which had already surprised them, but now Liang Qiufeng went up to kneel again, what happened?

Zhang Jiangshan ran over and asked: "Qiu Feng, who are you?" He thought that Liang Qiufeng was also bewildered like the two guard disciples.

Liang Qiufeng said: "Senior Brother Zhang, there are some things that cannot be explained for a while."

The old man who hit the bell suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Liang Qiufeng, and said leisurely: "It's rare that you understand surnames very well, it's not in vain for me to pass the sword by the bell."

Liang Qiufeng hurriedly said: "Thank you for the kindness of Grand Master Uncle passing on the sword."

He wanted to call him "Master", but he didn't get permission from the other party, and he was afraid that Mao would call him "no" rashly, which would be a bit abrupt.

"Grand Master Uncle... Hehe, since you call me Grand Master Uncle, I can't let you call me for nothing. It's just the grace of passing on the sword, not my grace."

This is a bit vague.

When Liang Qiufeng heard it, he was very puzzled. He had learned the sound of bells to convey the sword earlier, so he really translated "The Heart of the Sword and the Carving of Dragons?"After learning the whole set of exercises and ideas of Yongzi Eight Swords, it is no longer scattered and scattered like before.Logically speaking, this exercise was taught by the old man who hit the bell, but why did he say "it's not my fault"?

How strange! (To be continued.)