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Before, Zheng Bin questioned Ji Shang's swordsmanship, maybe it was justifiable, because not only Zheng Bin, but also many people like him, after watching the competition between Jishang and Zhang Tianyun, they were a little bit embarrassed by their swordsmanship I understand that there are not a few people who doubt Ji Shang's swordsmanship.

But now that he directly calls Ji Shang a wimp, you are basically provoking him. Everyone is looking at Ji Shang, expecting his reaction.

Ji Shang also looked back at Zheng Bin, with a strange flash in his eyes, but he still didn't speak.

"Why, you are not convinced? If you are not convinced, compare with me and let everyone see who is the best swordsman in Wenxinfang." Seeing that Ji Shang was silent, Zheng Bin thought he was afraid, so he changed Be more arrogant.

"Zheng Bin, shut up." An elder standing beside Zheng Bin said angrily.

"Am I wrong? This Ji Shang has always claimed to be the number one inner sect in Wenxinfang and enjoys the best training resources in Wenxinfang, but the swordsmanship he showed just now is simply clumsy. Even the outer sect Disciples can't compare, I don't think such a person is worthy of asking Xinfang on behalf of us, let alone enjoying the honor of the number one disciple of the inner sect."

"I told you to shut up!" Seeing that Zheng Bin continued to speak, the elder couldn't help being a little angry.

"Ji Shang, if you are a man, don't always dodge it. You have dodged my challenge to you before. Today, in front of so many people, you represent us in Wenxinfang, but you used such a poor swordsmanship. It is the shame of our Wenxinfang, I am ashamed to be with you."

Listening to Zheng Bin's words, Gongsun Ji and others looked like they were joking, while Zhang Tianyun sneered and walked off the martial arts arena.

"Okay." Ji Shang looked at Zheng Bin and finally said a word.

"Very good, you are finally willing to speak. Use all your abilities. I want to see how weak your No. 1 is." Zheng Bin raised the sword in his hand with a smile, "Do it!" !"

"whoosh"

Suddenly, Ji Shang's body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Zheng Bin. Some disciples standing between the two felt a gust of wind blowing over their cheeks. Before they could figure out what was going on, they saw Ji Shang's figure has appeared in front of Zheng Bin, and his sword is already on Zheng Bin's neck, and the sword's light is pressing on Zheng Bin's main artery. It only takes one swipe to finish Zheng Bin life.

Zheng Bin's hand was in the air, the long sword was only half drawn, and the remaining half was still in the scabbard, his eyes were full of fear and surprise.

"How could it be, how could it be so fast?" On Zheng Bin's forehead, there were beads of sweat the size of mung beans. Why?Why didn't I even see when he drew his sword and when he moved his body?
When Ji Shang and Zhang Tianyun competed just now, the sword moves were obviously clumsy and slow, full of flaws, but now, why is it so fast.

Ji Shang withdrew his long sword, without saying a word, turned around and walked slowly, his sword does not need to rely on defeating Zheng Bin to prove anything.

"No, it's impossible. You're just lucky. I won't lose to you in my swordsmanship. I don't believe it." Zheng Bin was extremely dissatisfied. He didn't believe that he would lose to Ji Shang.

Therefore, the moment Ji Shang turned around, Zheng Bin's long sword was finally completely drawn out of its sheath, and then stabbed at Ji Shang's back with lightning speed.

"Zheng Bin, how dare you!" Seeing this scene, Gu Changsheng, who had been silent all this time, changed his expression, revealing a frightened and angry look.

Ji Shang lost to Zhang Tianyun, as expected by Gu Changsheng, he didn't care too much about it, and he also knew that no matter whether he won or lost in this competition, Jun Moyu would definitely leave Wenxinfang in the end.

Winning or losing is not that important. On the contrary, if Ji Shang, Qinglian, and Li Wenjie can gain some insights in cultivation through fighting against the people of Xuanwuzong, this competition will be worthwhile.

So even if Zheng Bin provokes Ji Shang, he doesn't care, because he believes that Ji Shang can handle it well, but he would never have thought that Zheng Bin would attack Ji Shang from behind. Even if he does not die, he will be seriously injured, which will definitely affect Ji Shang's future practice.

Apart from Gu Changsheng, many other elders were also extremely surprised.

But at this time, Ji Shang was only less than five meters away from Zheng Bin, and the others were too far away, even if he wanted to stop him, it would be too late.

"Keng"

Just when Zheng Bin's sword was about to touch Ji Shang's back, suddenly a long sword fell from the sky and hit Zheng Bin's sword.

Zheng Bin was startled, his wrist felt extremely numb, and the hilt of the sword was out of his palm.

Then, Ji Shang in front of him turned around.

"boom"

A palm print landed on Zheng Bin's chest, and Zheng Bin flew upside down without any suspense.

Ji Shang stretched out his hand to catch the long sword that fell from the sky. It was his own sword. He had already mastered the sword's meaning. Apart from himself, the sword was already a part of him.

Holding his own sword, he slashed across the air, and the long sword that Zheng Bin had just let go was cut in two.

"Bang, jingle"

Zheng Bin's body fell to the ground together with his severed sword.

"This is the first time that you are still alive because you are a member of Wenxinfang. If there is another time, I will abolish you, so that you will never have a chance to use a sword. No one can protect you." Ji Shang looked at it Zheng Bin glanced at him, and he didn't hide his murderous look in his eyes. He could ignore Zheng Bin's previous provocations and ignore his ridicule, but that didn't mean that Zheng Bin could provoke his bottom line several times.

Ji Shang left, Zheng Bin struggled to stand up, unable to speak a word.

"clap clap"

"Wonderful, really wonderful. Ji Shang deserves to be one of the Seven Young Masters of the Xuanwu Sect. Although he lost to Zhang Tianyun of our Xuanwu Sect, his strength should not be underestimated. He is still very strong against the disciples of his own sect." Gongsun Ji said Applauded while laughing.

Gongsun Ji's words are full of irony. Doesn't it mean that the people in Wenxinfang rubbish externally and have strong internal strife.

"Now the three competitions for the disciples are over. Our Xuanwu Sect was lucky and won all three games. Next is the competition between the elders. According to the rules we agreed before, as long as the three elders of Wenxinfang win , it counts as you win, I don’t know who Brother Gu is going to let come out to fight?”

Seeing Gongsun Ji's complacent look, Gu Changsheng didn't change much in his expression.

"Why don't I do it." Qinglian said to Gu Changsheng, among other things, if it is the technique of comparing the god pattern, Qinglian thinks that in Xuanwu City, she will not be afraid of anyone.

"There's no need for master, suzerain, there's no need to compete any more, I'll go with them."

Suddenly Jun Moyu took a few steps forward, stopped in front of Qinglian and said.

"Mo Yu." Qinglian didn't expect Jun Moyu to stand up and say that at this moment.

"Master, suzerain, Mo Yu thanks everyone for helping me, but after all, I am from the imperial city, and it is reasonable for Commander Gongsun to take me back. Besides, I haven't seen my parents and relatives for a long time. I also want to go back and have a look, so I don't think the next competition is necessary, so as not to hurt everyone." Jun Moyu said.

Of course Jun Moyu didn't want to go back, but after the three battles just now, Jun Moyu knew that he had to go this time. Gongsun Ji even brought Zhang Tianyun and Yao Ye, so naturally he would not give up until he achieved his goal up.

The competition between the three disciples just now was not bad, and there was no real battle, but if it was an elder competition, the power would naturally be stronger and more terrifying than that between the disciples, and if there were any casualties on the side of Xinfang, she would only be more serious. Guilt and anxiety.

"But..." Qinglian knew Jun Moyu's thoughts, but she also knew that once Jun Moyu returned to the imperial city, she might not be able to control her own fate.

Jun Moyu has been with Qinglian for many years, and Qinglian knows that she is a kind girl, and she really can't bear to let her become a victim of the power of the imperial city.

"Master, this is my life." Jun Moyu looked at Qinglian, bowed deeply, and held back his tears.