Comprehensive martial arts: Wudang Wine Sword Immortal, ask the ancestor to die

When Lin Xuan heard Song Yuanqiao say this, he nodded secretly.

That makes sense.

But.

He didn’t want to listen.

The other party has already named the battle and avoided it, is it the swordsman’s doing?

As a swordsman, where the heart goes, the sword goes.

If you have to avoid even this challenge, what sword will you learn and what martial arts will you practice?

Lin Xuan supported the ground with his hands and stood up

shakily:

“You… Want to challenge me? ”

Lin Xuan looked at Shentu Feipeng in the ring with puzzled eyes.

Shentu Feipeng nodded and said

“That’s right! Exactly me! ”

Lin Xuan bowed his head slightly:

“If that’s the case, then I’ll fight.”

Finish speaking.

He stumbled forward.

When Li Feiming saw Lin Xuan’s state, he couldn’t help frowning.

He stood up and wanted to grab Lin Xuan, and then say two good words to the people in the ring to make the other party give up the challenge.

After all.

Now that Lin Xuan is drunk like this, even if Nashen Tu Feipeng wins, he will not be victorious.

Under such reasoning, the other party should give up.

Just when Li Feiming reached out to grab Lin Xuan, he suddenly fell into a trance, and his fingers scratched the air.

This made Li Feiming a little surprised.

At that moment just now, Lin Xuan’s figure seemed to flicker, erratic, so that Li Feiming could not catch it at all.

Li Feiming looked at his palm, and then looked at Lin Xuan.

He suddenly realized.

Maybe Lin Xuan was really drunk, but the power was still there.

This made Li Feiming feel a little emotional.

Unexpectedly, not long ago, Junior Brother Lin Xuan, who still needed him to take care of him, was now so powerful.

On the contrary, he, who was a senior brother, could no longer keep up with Lin Xuan’s footsteps.

A happy smile appeared on Li Feiming’s face.

Meantime.

He was also determined to keep up with Lin Xuan.

This time.

Lin Xuan staggered to the ring and pulled out the sword on his back:

“That… Let’s go. ”

The second-generation disciple in charge of presiding over the discussion did not speak, but turned his head to look at the Wudang Seven Heroes.

After all.

Now that Lin Xuan was drunk, whether he should start discussing whether he should start talking made him a little uncomfortable.

Song Yuanqiao saw that Lin Xuan had already stepped into the ring, and knew that this discussion could not be avoided.

He sighed secretly, then nodded.

The host immediately announced:

“The two sides point to the end. The discourse begins. ”

As the host’s voice fell.

The sword in Shentu Feipeng’s hand suddenly stabbed out.

“Swallows copy water!”

This is an extremely fast move in the Taiji sword technique.

And flexible and changeable, people can’t catch the trajectory of the sword.

If Shentu Feipeng could force Lin Xuan back with one move, then he could directly press Lin Xuan to fight.

And so it goes.

He Shentu Feipeng was able to defeat Lin Xuan and defeat this three-generation disciple who was favored by Mo Shenggu.

Lin Xuan stood in place and did not move.

He simply raised the sword in his hand and drew an arc.

The two swords collided.

Shentu Feipeng was preparing to change his move and give Lin Xuan a heavy blow.

Right at this time.

He felt the sword in his hand, as if there was a huge force pulling it.

Shentu Feipeng involuntarily rotated along this huge force.

After the sword in his hand rotated a few times, he flew out directly.

Swish!

A chill passed by.

The sword was nailed directly to the pillar next to it.

The tail of the sword swayed slightly, and the reverberations continued.

Shentu Feipeng looked at the sword in the distance, and then looked at his empty right hand, which was difficult to accept for a while.

He never expected that he would lose so easily.

And the other party has been in that state of waking up until now.

Lin Xuan poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and then spit out a mouthful of wine:

“You lost.”

Shentu Feipeng nodded and jumped off the ring without saying a word.

He removed the sword from the pillar and turned to leave.

Right now.

He has no face to continue to stay here.

The people around were slightly surprised, but did not express much.

Lin Xuan’s ability to gain Mo Shenggu’s appreciation was naturally extraordinary.

Even if Lin Xuan easily defeated Shentu Feipeng, it was reasonable.

Lin Xuan looked around and said lightly

“Guys, I don’t think there’s any good thing to do in saying that.”

“I don’t fight for those false names, what position of the top ten disciples, I don’t care very much.”

“I just want a little drink alone, that’s all.”

“If you continue to provoke me like this, then don’t blame my subordinates for being ruthless.”

“I speak relatively straight, if there is any faux pas, please don’t remember hatred.”

Finish speaking.

Lin Xuan turned around and prepared to leave the ring.

The three generations of disciples around knew that Lin Xuan’s meaning when he said this was very simple, it was equivalent to saying:

I think that all of you here are rubbish, don’t bother me if you have something to do.

If it was someone else, with such strength, so forget it.

But!

Lin Xuan said this, not only did not calm the challenge of others, but it was counterproductive.

A figure suddenly jumped into the ring:

“Stop!”

Lin Xuan stopped and looked at the other party suspiciously.

He could feel that the other party seemed to have some hatred with him.

This made Lin Xuan more and more confused.

He never caused trouble in Wudang, and he drank and practiced swords on weekdays, without hindering the other party.

Why does it feel so strange about the other person’s attitude?

“I am Wang Yuan, a third-generation disciple, and I came to challenge Senior Brother Lin Xuan!”

Wang Yuan stared at Lin Xuan and said in a deep voice.

The second-generation disciple in charge of hosting looked at Wang Yuan and couldn’t help frowning:

“Wang Yuan, you are already a martial arts fifth grade, and you want to challenge Lin Xuan, the sixth grade of martial arts?”

“Stand down.”

Wang Yuan bowed to the elder in charge of presiding over the ceremony:

“I also ask Uncle Junior for forgiveness.”

“I, Wang Yuan, challenged Lin Xuan for a reason.”

“He, Lin Xuan, is a member of the Xuanyuan family, and the Xuanyuan family is a lackey of Dragon Tiger Mountain.”

“Therefore, I came to challenge Lin Xuan to tell him that my Wudang is not unmanned!”

“I am willing to make a bet with Lin Xuan, if he loses, then get out of Wudang!”

“If I lose, I’ll go down on my own.”

“Lin Xuan, do you dare or not?”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

No one expected that Wang Yuan would make such a bet.

This is betting on your martial arts future!

Right now.

Everyone’s eyes fell on you.

They also wanted to see how Lin Xuan would respond.

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