Legend of the Heroes of the Southern Kingdom

Chapter 211
Seeing that Ziqing's sleeve was shattered into thousands of fragments by the Qingshuang sword, Li Wenxuan knew the sharpness of the Qingshuang sword, especially when the other party wanted to use his sleeve to grab the sword, but he was defeated by his own sword. It's strange, but many monks of the Jue generation showed surprise on their faces, as if Li Wenxuan's sword should have been taken away by Ziqing, and Zijing himself looked gray and blue when he looked at the tattered sleeves.

Ziqing said: "In the past, I only heard about the Qingshuang Sword in Pinjian Villa, but never saw it in person. Today, it seems that the Qingshuang Sword is indeed well-deserved, and it can break my sleeve!"

Many young disciples of the younger generation also felt that Ziqing wrapped Li Wenxuan's sword in a sleeve robe, which was like an egg hitting a stone. How could ordinary clothes be sharper than a sword?It's not surprising that the sleeves were damaged, but it would be strange if they weren't broken. Hearing what Zijing said, he didn't know what the mystery of the Qiankun sleeves was.

While everyone was whispering to each other, they saw a more experienced monk who said: "Master's Qiankun Sleeve is due to the wind of the palm of the palm and the true energy in the body to infuse the sleeve robe with true energy. Even an ordinary monk's robe can be as rigid as a rock and softer than a silk sash. If an ordinary weapon encounters this Qiankun sleeve, as long as it is entangled by the sleeve, it will be difficult to break free, let alone damage the sleeve. You can have a hand in hand."

Ziqing nodded, acquiescing that the monk was right.It's just that no matter how powerful the monk said about Ziqing's Qiankun sleeve, Ziqing couldn't laugh if he was pierced by Li Wenxuan's Qingshuang sword.

Li Wenxuan sneered and said: "It turns out that the master has the universe, but he didn't expect the universe to catch all things. The master is merciful and deliberately let me pierce a few holes. Now the master's universe has been exposed. Do you want Tell me, don’t push others too far in life, should you be lenient?”

Li Wenxuan sneered, saying that Ziqing's old face was a bit unbearable, but his sleeves were so torn, and the first battle was obviously lost. It was a matter of losing face, and it was not easy to argue.

When the monks heard Li Wenxuan's provocative words, one monk was very unconvinced and said, "You are just relying on the power of your sword. If you had changed to an ordinary weapon, you would have been beaten to the ground by my master long ago. With your ability, do you dare to put down the long sword in your hand and compete with my master for real kung fu to see if you win or lose?"

After the monk said this, he was very proud, and thought that he had hit Li Wenxuan's vital point. He had spoken for his uncle. Knowing that you Putian Temple misses you as an idiot, I shouldn’t have gone south because of fame, but what I see today is that Putian Temple is just a tattered source of fame, which is really disappointing.”

The monk heard that Li Wenxuan insulted Putian Temple so much, and said again: "My Putian Temple has been famous for hundreds of years, how can you tolerate such blasphemy by your arrogant junior!"

Li Wenxuan raised his long sword, pointed at the monks around him and said, "It's fine if you want to capture me in Putian Temple, but you are afraid that you won't be able to beat me, so you poisoned me first today, and then bullied the few with your numbers." , not knowing what is right and what is wrong, turning black and white, among the apprentices you recruited are either sycophants, or unscrupulous villains like De, now they are afraid of my Qingshuang Sword, and want me to put down the long sword in my hand to compete with you, really It's a big joke, I would like to ask the eminent monk who spoke, if it would be more to your liking if you want me to tie my hands directly and let you catch me?"

"This..." The monk was at a loss for words at the moment, and didn't know how to answer. Looking at the people around him, they all shook their heads and sighed. Presumably, they were making fun of him with Li Wenxuan. After all, no one is willing to say a word or two to relieve him.

Li Wenxuan said with a smile: "Since the eminent monk wants me to put down my Qingshuang sword to fight with you, I must have a certain degree of skill. Well, I will fulfill your wish and let me learn your brilliant moves with bare hands!"

After Li Wenxuan finished speaking, he hid the Qingshuang sword behind his left hand, and as soon as he raised his footsteps, he stepped up towards the monk. Seeing this, Ziqing was afraid that Li Wenxuan would kill the monk, but it was too late for him to stop him, so he had to shout Exclaimed: "Get out of the way!"

How could the monk escape?Before his feet could move, Li Wenxuan stuck upright in front of him, and the two of them almost didn't collide. The speed of their movements surprised the monk, and he staggered and almost fell down.

Li Wenxuan was not in a hurry to make a move, and sincerely wanted to tease the monk, so as to damage the face of Putian Temple. Sure enough, the monk quickly came to his senses, knowing that he could not embarrass the master, so he bowed down and tied an iron horse, With one hand making a palm and the other making a fist, they hit Li Wenxuan up and down.

Li Wenxuan snickered in his heart: "What kind of kung fu is bad for you, but this Kaibei palm, then you are out of luck."

It turned out that in order to teach Xin to practice kung fu at that time, Su Qingxue pestered Zijing and asked Zijing to practice some external kung fu in Putian Temple for Li Wenxuan, saying that it was for Li Wenxuan to teach Xin in the future, but in the end, Xin He didn't learn much, but Li Wenxuan learned quite solidly in order to be a "good teacher" for Xin.Li Wenxuan had also learned this palm-opening palm from Zijing before. He knew that this set of palms is a complete foreign skill. After practice, it is powerful enough to smash a stone tablet. For Kaibei Palm, it wins with fierce strength.

Li Wenxuan has already learned all the moves of this set of palms, but there is not much time to contact them, and Shang Zijing also taught many of them at once. Li Wenxuan has not yet practiced, and he does not have the power to split stone monuments, but Li Wenxuan has internal strength. , and even more determined to defeat the prestige of Putian Temple, so facing the monk's offensive, he also played exactly the same moves as the monk.

The monk was wondering how Li Wenxuan knew the kung fu of this temple. The two fists and palms had already clashed. Li Wenxuan couldn't help admiring the extraordinary strength of the palm after receiving the monk's move. The only pity is that this monk's internal strength is a bit weak, otherwise it would be difficult for him to deal with it.

Li Wenxuan was not against him, once the two palms met, Li Wenxuan immediately withdrew his palms and used the internal force of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra to remove all the opposing palms. At the end of the crossbow, Li Wenxuan immediately hit with all his strength, and then he heard the monk scream and fell to the ground, his arms hang down weakly. It turned out that under Li Wenxuan's full blow, the monk couldn't bear it, and his shoulders were dislocated. Thanks to Li Wenxuan In the end, he didn't use his internal strength to strike the palm, otherwise the monk's shoulders might not be able to keep.

Seeing this, all the monks rushed to save people, and Ziqing also rushed from behind. Li Wenxuan knew that the remaining poison on his body was clean, and there was a tendency to explode. At this time, seeing that the scene was chaotic and a gap had been exposed in the surrounding of the monks, he knew the opportunity had come, and suddenly avoided the monks and jumped back, never caring about the monk again, but went straight to his heart.

Li Wenxuan held his heart with one hand, and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to break through, but just now Jueyin was always around his heart, and when he saw Li Wenxuan coming up to snatch someone, although he was a step slow in blocking him, Li Wenxuan wanted to go away again At that time, Jueyin stood in front of Li Wenxuan.

Li Wenxuan yelled inwardly, because Jueyin blocked him like this, he was afraid that the opportunity would be fleeting, so he straightened up his sword, pierced Jueyin's chest, and shouted: "Get out of the way, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

Seeing that Li Wenxuan was going to stab his master, Liao Xin hurriedly hugged Li Wenxuan's wrist with both hands, and shouted, "Big brother, don't hurt my master!"

Li Wenxuan just wanted to escape quickly, and didn't think too much. When he was blocked by Xin, he thought to himself: "Oh, Jueyin is the master of Xin. I heard from Xin that his master sometimes has a bad temper. Okay, but it still hurts a lot, if I really hurt his master, wouldn't he hate me?"

Li Wenxuan turned to withdraw his sword, but he held the sword in one hand and his heart in the other, and could no longer move his hands to make a move, so he took another two steps back, staying a little further away from Jueyin, and tried not to fight him.In just such a short while, the monks who were a little confused just now formed a formation again, and they were tightly surrounded. Li Wenxuan was crying in his heart, hating Jueyin for having missed his chance to escape. A fierce battle is indispensable.

Jueyin put all his heart on Xin. Before letting Li Wenxuan draw his sword, he didn't even look at it, and he didn't plan to fight Li Wenxuan. He just said: "Xin, you can't leave. If you really leave, you can't leave again. I can’t come back, I’m no longer a disciple of Putian Temple, and I can’t be the master’s apprentice anymore! You have to think clearly!”

Looking at Li Wenxuan and Jueyin with concern, it seemed that it was difficult to make a choice, but Li Wenxuan said: "It's not that I want to leave with my heart, it's because your Putian Temple can't tolerate him because of some small mistakes, and it's your Putian Temple that forced him to leave. I took him away, if I don't take him away now, you old monk Ziqing will torture you tomorrow, and then drive your heart down the mountain?" Li Wenxuan pointed to Ziqing and said: "Old Guy, am I right!"

Ziqing had already connected his shoulder joints to the monk who had fought with Li Wenxuan just now, and stood in front of Li Wenxuan, saying: "You are right, you are still a disciple of my temple now, and now you have made a mistake, even if you want to be punished. To be expelled from the gate wall, you must receive eighty sticks tomorrow before you can go down the mountain."

Jueyin was eager to love his apprentice, but he just didn't want to be expelled from Putian Temple, so he stopped Li Wenxuan just now. He didn't expect Ziqing's words to be so decisive, and his expression was gloomy.

Li Wenxuan took a deep breath, his strength suppressed the poison that had just surged up from his hands, held the Qingshuang Sword in front of him, looked at himself reflected on the blade, sighed, bent over and said to his heart: "Be careful, if I get angry with them later, which one has bullied you, and which one has been kind to you in the past, you must remember to tell me."

Feeling puzzled, he asked, "Big brother, what are you going to do?"

Li Wenxuan didn't answer his heart, got up directly, and suddenly raised eyebrows at Ziqing and shouted: "Ziqing, you old bastard, you forced me to do this today!" Then he pointed the Qingshuang sword at the monks. Said: "Anyone who wants to live for a while, get away from me!"

"You let go—" Ziqing originally wanted to say that Li Wenxuan was presumptuous, but before the word "si" was spoken, Li Wenxuan had already stabbed himself in front of him with a long sword.

Although Li Wenxuan's sword was fast, Ziqing was also an eminent monk in Putian Temple, and in terms of fame, he was on par with Situ Ying at that time.This sword flashed past Ziqing, and then he swung his palm to lift Li Wenxuan's left shoulder. Li Wenxuan was furious, and he didn't care to use his strengths to avoid weaknesses, so he directly faced Ziqing with his left palm.There was a sudden bang, the two of them were surrounded by dust, the vegetation shook, Ziqing's feet swayed slightly, and then stabilized, but Li Wenxuan was pushed by more than ten feet.

The blood in Li Wenxuan's chest was churning, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, his face was also burning red, he thought: "This old bald donkey's internal strength is really good, I really shouldn't be facing him, if it wasn't for the protection of the marrow washing sutra, I would be at this moment I'm afraid I've been seriously injured."

When the monks saw Ziqing knocking Li Wenxuan away with his palm, they applauded unceasingly. Seeing Li Wenxuan's face turned ugly, five or six monks already held their sticks and rushed forward, intending to take down Li Wenxuan in one go.

Seeing their menacing approach, Li Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief. When the sticks of the monks were less than two feet in front of him, Li Wenxuan shouted: "Break!" All the monk's sticks were broken from it.Li Wenxuan swung his sword, and then he threw his sword at the left chest of a monk.

This sword can break the skin of a person lightly, pick flesh and splatter blood, and it can penetrate the veins of a person if it is heavy. Li Wenxuan's sword is so fast that the monk has no chance to dodge. Although Li Wenxuan is angry in his heart, he can fight against This monk has no hatred, and he himself does not know where this sword will go.

Li Wenxuan just stepped forward with his sword straightened out, but Li Wenxuan involuntarily wanted to follow him, but fortunately Jueyin was beside him, and stopped Li Wenxuan from approaching, for fear that Xin would be accidentally injured.

Before I made up my mind, I didn't understand what Li Wenxuan said to me before he started. Now I saw Li Wenxuan's sword was fierce, and then I realized that Li Wenxuan was going to kill someone. By the way, I asked myself to tell him that whoever bullied me will By the way, after cooking, thinking that Li Wenxuan was going to kill someone, and it was his senior brother whom he had been with for many years, Liao Xin exclaimed from the side: "Big brother, don't kill someone, everyone treats me well, no one bullies me!"

What Li Wenxuan said just now was just angry words. If he really wanted to hurt someone’s life, he couldn’t be so hard-hearted. Hearing Xin’s cry, his heart softened. Seeing that the Qingshuang Sword was about to stab the monk’s flesh, Li Wenxuan’s wrist Pressing down, the Qingshuang sword slanted upwards instead, the tip of the sword just pierced the monk's skirt, Li Wenxuan followed with a wave of his arm, and as the sword light passed by, the monk's semi-plain clothes were completely torn.

The monk thought that he had been disembowelled by Li Wenxuan, and was about to scream, but when he heard a slap, his cheeks felt cold. It turned out that it was Li Wenxuan who slapped the monk's face with the back of the sword. , although the Qingshuang Sword is extremely sharp, but Li Wenxuan's sword is heavy, but there is no trace of blood on the monk's face, but there is a long Yin Hong, which was also hit by Li Wenxuan's "slap". Due to being too heavy.

The rest of the people were not afraid, and continued to rush forward aggressively one by one. Li Wenxuan moved his feet to the left and right to avoid, either he would not use his sword, or he would gain something if he used his sword. After several rounds, several monks did not Li Wenxuan touched even the slightest bit, but the monk robe on his body was full of sword holes. If Li Wenxuan hadn't been merciful with his sword, he would have died countless times.

Seeing Li Wenxuan's exquisite swordsmanship and a sense of déjà vu, Ziqing finally realized: "You are Bodhidharma's swordsmanship! You are truly an unforgivable sin for stealing my temple's magical skills!"

Li Wenxuan said with a smile: "The old bald donkey's eyes are so blind, today I will use your Putian Temple's kung fu for the Buddha, and teach you a good lesson!"

After Li Wenxuan finished speaking, he returned the sword and stabbed Ziqing again. Naturally, Zijing's pair of fleshy palms did not dare to meet the Qingshuang sword. Fighting with his palm strength, he had no choice but to turn back his sword to block it, while Ziqing changed his position, avoiding the reality and then emptiness, letting go of the sharpness of the Qingshuang sword, forcing Li Wenxuan to confront himself with his palm strength.

How could this Li Wenxuan not understand?Ziqing walked around, his palms were swift and fierce, and his feet were even faster.If we only talk about the lightness of the feet, Li Wenxuan has learned the great move and move, and he is younger and stronger. He is better than Ziqing, but he is poisoned by the cartilage powder at this time. Suppression, but once the zhenqi in the body is stirred up, the toxicity is still somewhat uncontrollable. Due to this relationship, Li Wenxuan's lightness skills cannot be compared with the past, and even when fighting at this time, it is much slower than Ziqing.

Li Wenxuan and Ziqing come and go, one uses a sword, the other uses a palm, and the other is exquisite in swordsmanship. The Qingshuang sword points, breaks stones and divides gold, and flesh and blood is mud.The other one's inner strength is strong, and it only needs to be hit with one palm, and it will definitely be injured by the inner strength.The two rely on each other, but also fear each other.There were more than a hundred moves in a row, but they never got attached to the opponent, so it was considered a tie for a while.

Under Li Wenxuan's fierce fight, he felt that the poison in his body was getting stronger and stronger. If it went on for a long time, he would definitely lose the enemy, so he secretly looked for a gap, thinking about a quick victory.Over there, Ziqing allowed his internal strength to fill up after the hundred and ten rounds, but after all, he was old and his physical strength was weak, and he was even more surprised that Li Wenxuan was fine after being poisoned. Being exhausted by Li Wenxuan, when the time comes, these disciples under him will no longer be Li Wenxuan's opponent, even if they really gang up to take Li Wenxuan down. Even if he was injured, he made up his mind to find an opportunity to capture Li Wenxuan quickly.

(End of this chapter)