The Master of Form and Meaning of Huashan Qizong

Xue Qingling, the master of Jianzong who had been watching the battle with cold eyes, couldn't stand it anymore.He has profound martial arts skills, so heresy, hidden weapons and insidious tricks, even if they are concealed, can't escape his bright eyes.He hoped that this sect would defeat the Qi sect, but the victory must be an upright victory, not relying on crooked methods and opportunism to win.This kind of victory is a kind of shame, how can I behave in the martial arts in the future?

Just now seeing that Liu Qingyan was getting exhausted, he could only parry and was about to fail, he was also very anxious.He could see clearly the root cause of the sudden turnaround in the situation: Liu Qingyan used dirty tricks.Although Liu Qingyan's movements were extremely fast and he took less time to think about it, when Liu Qingyan used a tool, a strong light suddenly appeared, and immediately after that, Yue Buqun's strokes and steps were all messed up.Only then did Liu Qingyan knock Yue Buqun to the ground.He was so angry that his veins were popping up, and his whole face was flushed.Seeing that Liu Qingyan was about to use a killer move, Xue Qingling couldn't bear it anymore.He leaned over to pick up a stone, and threw it towards Liu Qingyan, which hit Liu Qingyan's knee, and Liu Qingyan also fell to the ground.

"Which Qi sect bastard uses a hidden weapon!" Liu Qingyan, who had fallen to the ground, jumped up, pointed at the direction where the Qi sect brothers gathered and asked sharply.But he immediately found Xue Qingling, the patriarch of the sect, standing majestically under the ring, staring directly at him with fire-breathing eyes.Liu Qingyan immediately understood what was going on.

"Sure enough, I didn't hide it from this old demon!" Liu Qingyan cursed in his heart.

But Liu Qingyan didn't want to stop there.He wants to stir up the fire between the two sides, and it is best to cause a melee between the two sides. This sect is sure to defeat the Qizong, and then take advantage of the chaos to find the opportunity to plot against Xue Qingling, the old demon. When both sides are hurt, he will come out to clean up the mess. , isn't that a big deal! .Don't look at the aggressive look of that old demon, he didn't dare to reveal the details of his insidious trick just now!And just now, I did hit the "hidden weapon". The other party violated the rules and should be sentenced to lose.The other party will definitely not be convinced.If you don't admit it, it will just stir up trouble and make the two sides fight.

Liu Qingyan made good plans and stopped looking at Xue Qingling.He pointed at the brothers of the Qi sect, and said sharply: "Which scumbag in the Qi sect uses a hidden weapon, it is someone who stands up!"

Everyone in Jianzong waved their arms and followed Liu Qingyan and shouted loudly:

"Stand up! Stand up!"

"It's shameful to use hidden weapons for air weapons! Shameful!"

"Wulin has its own justice, the Qizong lost! The Qizong lost!"

There was also a lot of noise on the side of the air sect.In the martial arts competition just now, Yue Buqun had clearly taken the top spot, and he was about to knock down Liu Qingyan.How could it be that Yue Buqun was defeated by Liu Qingyan?There must be something tricky in it!The air sect brothers shouted loudly:

"Who used a hidden weapon! You spout blood!"

"There's a problem here! You've used dirty tricks!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyan stomped her feet fiercely: "You are talking nonsense!"

Then he picked up the stone that hit his knee, and raised it above his head: "Look, everyone, what is this, where is the stone on the ring? It was this stone that hit me just now! The evidence is solid, and the airbender cannot deny it!"

"No denial! No denial!" Everyone in Jian Zongzong echoed loudly.

"No!" A young man in his twenties stood up in the air sect and revealed, "Just now, when Senior Brother Yue and Uncle Liu were fighting, Senior Brother Yue was about to win, and suddenly I saw a strong light shooting at Senior Brother Yue. Immediately after Senior Brother Yue went out of order, he was knocked down by Martial Uncle Liu. Martial Uncle Liu confessed, what kind of tricks did you use!"

As the saying goes, "If you want to be unknown to others, unless you do nothing yourself."Liu Qingyan thought that she used her dirty tricks extremely fast, that is, in a split second, and ordinary people would not be able to detect it.Liu Qingyan thought about it, but it was a bright light after all.Coincidentally, the angle is appropriate, others can still find it.The guy who got up to expose Liu Qingyan just now practiced "needle eye skill".It is through practicing this skill that you can see the eye of the needle ten times bigger, so as to facilitate your attack.The person who practiced this skill had extraordinary eyesight, and the guy was standing in a proper position, so he saw the flash of strong light beam from Liu Qingyan's hand.He concluded that it was this strong light that caused Master Yue to lose his combat power in an instant, which eventually led to his failure.

"You little shrimp, what are you farting!" Liu Qingyan was furious, and with a wave of his arm, the stone in his hand flew out, hitting the young man's forehead.The young man fell down immediately, and blood gushed out.

The scene of the competition immediately became chaotic.Everyone in the Qizong, who had been suffocated for a long time, jumped up and rushed to the ring, desperately looking for Liu Qingyan.

"Brothers of Jianzong, Qizong has become angry from embarrassment, what are you waiting for!" Liu Qingyan took the opportunity to provoke the brothers of Jianzong to do it.

Everyone in Jianzong immediately jumped up and rushed towards Qizong.Xue Qingling, the lord of the Sword Sect, wanted to tell the brothers of the sect to calm down and restrain themselves, but how could he do so!The two sides got entangled, and a scuffle began.

Liu Qingyan looked contemptuously at Yue Buqun who was still lying on the ground.He knew that Yue Buqun ranked first in martial arts among the members of the Qi sect present today, and Liu Qingyan thought that the martial arts of the following members were all half-baked, and Liu Qingyan didn't take them seriously at all.

"Why don't you go down and find them to play with!"

Thinking of this, Liu Qingyan went into the ring, randomly found a long sword, and joined the ranks of the melee.As expected, the chain sword of the Three Immortals is well-deserved of its reputation. In the blink of an eye, several disciples of the Qizong who were good at martial arts returned to the west.

Yue Buqun had been lying on the ground for a while.The noise of melee and fighting woke him up.Several of his ribs were broken, and he felt very painful in his chest.He looked up at the scuffle below the ring, and roughly understood what was going on.He braced himself up and said as loudly as he could:

"Brothers, stop it. Stop hitting!"

But his voice was still so weak compared to the noisy sounds of melee and fighting.No one listened to him, or at all heard his voice.The fight continued.

Today's Airbender's lineup was uneven, so they were clearly at a disadvantage.There were more than [-] people who were knocked down, and many of them died.Especially the brothers who faced Liu Qingyan were even more miserable.Liu Qingyan's tricks were ruthless, and the skills of those disciples of the Qi School were not good enough, and they hadn't reached the point where they could compete with Liu Qingyan with their vigorous internal strength.Although the disciples of the Qi sect were trained by Zhou Qingxuan and cooperated with the sword formation, they would not be defeated so quickly.But after all, no matter where the years of practicing martial arts were, they were beaten to pieces, and some even lay on the ground unable to move.

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, stream clouds gradually rose and sun sank to the pavilion, and the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.A thunderbolt in his life attracted a shocking cry of killing.

One drop, two drops, three drops... Soybean-sized raindrops hit the ground, and after a while, not only the thunder, but also the sound of the airbender's luck, the rain poured down.

The rain was pattering down, and the dark clouds seemed to press down on the ground.The peaks of Huashan Mountain have all disappeared, and they are all hidden in the old cotton-like clouds.On the ground, whether it was muddy water or mixed with hot blood, there was a faint red color flowing.In fact, there is no need to deceive yourself, there is no red land in Huashan.This water has dissolved the blood of the inner fight, the blood of the same sect.However, misunderstanding and hatred cannot be dissolved.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the sword energy of Qi Zong and the moves of Jian Zong also reached their peak.The whole venue seemed to be on fire, and the surrounding rainwater felt a little warm.Accompanied by the clanging of weapons and the operation of true qi, the entire Mount Hua was immersed in a huge bead curtain, unable to see clearly the past or the future.The rain is getting smaller and the clouds are getting thinner.The so-called showers come and go in a hurry.The sound of fighting gradually faded away, and those who lacked skill and swordsmanship had already turned into lonely souls in the rain.The remaining "elites" used their last qi and sword power.The entire courtyard was already full of raindrops—just as it was about to fall, it was already turned into steam.

The courtyard seemed to have turned into a fairyland, surrounded by clouds and mist, but the gradually faint sound of fighting told people that this place was more terrifying than hell.

With the last shout, Qi Zong used his last breath of true energy, and Jian Zong finished his last sword move.The rain also stopped, and the sun came out.There was a faint smell of burning on the ground of the entire courtyard, and the ground was covered with congealed and dried purple blood.All around, there was faintly flowing rainwater accompanied by bloodstains, which was still flowing. (To be continued..)