I just want to be a quiet man

boom! ! !

Pei Ling received a hard kick, and his mind buzzed for a moment, but his movements were not slow at all. He immediately grabbed Cen Fangwo's arm, and immediately twisted his whole body. It was an over-the-shoulder fall!

boom!

Cen Fangwo suddenly felt the world spinning. The chained sky and the dusty earth flashed alternately in her sight. Before she could react, she was hit hard on the ground, and a long-lost pain instantly spread throughout her body.

As soon as the blow was successful, Pei Ling immediately turned from defense to offense. Before the opponent got up, he quickly stepped forward, directly straddled Cen Fangwo's body, and smashed his head with both fists like hammers.

The situation was reversed, and Cen Fangwo immediately crossed his arms and firmly protected his head to defend against Pei Ling's attack.

bang bang bang bang...

However, within a few punches from Pei Ling, not far away, the crystal strings rippled like water patterns, and the sound of the konghou changed again.

From the original brisk and lively, to impassioned, majestic and majestic.

In an instant, Cen Fangwo's strength increased greatly!

While defending with his arms, he suddenly supported Pei Ling's fists with one hand, and the free palm cut upwards, and a sharp hand slashed Pei Ling's neck!

Snapped!

Suddenly, Pei Ling's eyes went dark, Venus burst out, and a strong dizziness came from his mind.

Before he could react further, Cen Fangwo threw another straight punch, blasting towards Pei Ling's front amidst the wind.

boom!

Pei Ling's whole body suddenly fell backward uncontrollably!

But there was still a soft sword stuck in his left shoulder, just as he fell to the ground, there was a burst of severe pain!

Pei Ling woke up suddenly, and was about to get up, but saw Cen Fangwo put his elbows on the ground, twisted his waist, and instantly pulled his legs out of Pei Ling's pressure, then turned his elbows as the center, and with the help of In a spinning motion, her legs were like the wind, and her left and right knees slammed into Pei Ling's chest almost in no particular order.

click, click, click...

There was a sudden pain in Pei Ling's chest, and he felt how many ribs had been broken!

The next moment, raindrops of fists fell on his face.

bang bang bang bang...

Pei Ling's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his mind was completely muddled.

Cen Fangwo took advantage of the situation and grabbed the soft sword that had pierced into his left shoulder, and was about to pull it out, but just as his wrist grabbed the hilt of the sword, he suddenly tightened it, but was caught by Pei Ling immediately!

Cen Fangwo frowned, the physical body of this holy son of Chongming Sect is so strong!

If it were an ordinary monk, even if he was of the same way, he would have been beaten to death by her at this moment!Not to mention fighting back, it is even difficult to stay awake!

When her thoughts turned, she punched Pei Ling in the face again.

boom!

Pei Ling quickly raised his right arm to block the punch, and then suddenly exerted force on the left hand clasping Cen Fangwo's wrist. Despite the blood gushing from his left shoulder, he twisted it away from the hilt with brute force, and then grabbed it with his right hand. The hilt, regardless of the severe pain and shoulder injury, pulled out the soft sword!

brush!

The soft sword was stained with blood, and the blood was mixed with the flickering cold light, and it was already sweeping towards Cen Fangwo like a poisonous snake!

Cen Fangwo didn't expect that Pei Ling would use such desperate tactics several times, she hurriedly leaned back, a bit of chill almost swayed against the tip of her nose.

He dodged hastily, although he saved his life, he couldn't completely dodge the sword, only heard the sound of "stabbing" and the sword edge cut a section of brocade jacket, revealing the crystal clear snow shoulder in an instant.

After finally seizing the opportunity again, Pei Ling didn't dare to pause, and slashed at Cen Fangwo with his sword again!

Cen Fangwo slapped the ground with one hand, and flew out obliquely with his strength, like a swift flying through the sky, but he once again performed ordinary lightness kung fu and quickly distanced himself from it.

Pei Ling finally stood up again. He was panting heavily. His whole body was ragged and scarred, especially on his left shoulder. Blood was gurgling from the bloody hole, and dust dripped down the corner of his sleeve.

Looking at Cen Fangwo who was still unscathed, he suddenly felt that this battle was more difficult than challenging Emperor Zhongkui and Tuo Tiexiong!

"clank……"

At this moment, the music of the ice crystal harp changed again, like clouds rising and snow flying, curling up endlessly.

Cen Fangwo, whose complexion was also slightly pale, recovered quickly!

Before Pei Ling recovered more strength, Cen Fangwo immediately rushed towards Pei Ling.

With a flick of the soft sword in Pei Ling's hand, he immediately drew a fierce and mysterious sword style. The tip of the sword trembled like a flower branch, and it was like a lotus in a sudden rain. Thousands of cold lights instantly enveloped Cen Fangwo's body.

It was the sword move of Han An Jianzong!

Chapter 1: Do not compete with the world, only discuss with the heart.

brush!

The sharp blade hit his face, but Cen Fangwo did not retreat but advanced. When the tip of the sword was about to touch his body, his palms closed suddenly, clamping the soft sword in an instant, stopping its attack. Then his slender and strong legs suddenly lifted up, With the sound of the wind, he kicked Pei Ling's jaw violently.

Pei Ling had gradually adapted to Cen Fangwo's style, and immediately bent his knees and lifted his legs, and pressed against Cen Fangwo's long legs when there was no time left. Immediately afterwards, the blade of the soft sword suddenly fell down, like a piece of extremely smooth silk satin, Swimming out of Cen Fangwo's palm, he suddenly raised his head in mid-air and stabbed at his chest!

For a moment, Cen Fangwo seemed to be as light as nothing, and stepped aside to avoid Pei Ling's sword. At the same time, he kicked Pei Ling's waist.

Pei Ling dodged immediately, but Cen Fangwo suddenly turned around halfway through kicking, and then kicked towards Pei Ling's sword-holding wrist even faster.

Snapped!

This move came so suddenly that Pei Ling didn't have time to react. He only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and lost strength instantly. The soft sword immediately flew out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Cen Fangwo immediately ran towards the soft sword, as if he wanted to pick it up.

Pei Ling felt anxious, if the soft sword was back in Cen Fangwo's hands, it would be almost impossible for him to seize it again!

He rushed towards Cen Fangwo in a hurry, reaching out to grab him.

At this moment, Cen Fangwo, who was running, suddenly stopped, bent his knees and turned around, just like a tricky sweeping leg.

The target was not the soft sword, but Pei Ling!

This is the gap in actual combat experience!

To be precise, it should be the actual combat experience gap between mortal warriors!

Pei Ling did not expect such a sudden surprise. Both legs were swept, and the whole person fell to the ground involuntarily.

Cen Fangwo didn't give him a chance to catch his breath, and immediately jumped up. His slender and graceful body was like a flywheel, and he flew into the air three times in an instant. His long legs wrapped around the sound of wind and thunder, like a heavy hammer, slammed hard at Pei Ling!

Seeing such a ferocious move, Pei Ling didn't care to get up for a while, and hurriedly rolled to the side with all his strength.

boom!

The next moment, Cen Fangwo kicked heavily on the ground where Pei Ling was just now, and the smoke and dust scattered all over in an instant, and a kneeless footprint appeared on the ground.

Cen Fangwo didn't hesitate at all when the blow missed. He immediately got up, and with a flying knee, he slammed into Pei Ling who was about to get up from the ground.

boom! ! !

Pei Ling lost too much energy at the moment, she couldn't keep up with Cen Fangwo's speed, and was immediately knocked out, landing heavily on the ground.

While the dust was scattered, not far away, a cold light flickered, reflecting the sparkling autumn water.

Pei Ling coughed violently involuntarily, the corners of his mouth kept gushing blood, his whole body was stained with blood, and his body was overwhelmed. When he was struggling to sit up, he suddenly saw the soft sword next to him, and immediately reached out and grabbed the hilt.

But before his fingers could hold it tightly, Cen Fangwo came like the wind and kicked him on the wrist.

The excruciating pain struck again, and the soft sword flew out of his hand again, falling into the distance.

Cen Fangwo stomped heavily on the ground, with her toes twirling, she had already appeared behind Pei Ling. She knelt down, grabbed Pei Ling's long hair that was already disheveled, and forcibly pulled him up from the ground, then strangled his neck with her right arm , the left arm locked the right hand, violently exerting force!

Pei Ling suddenly felt a strong suffocation, and the shadow of death suddenly enveloped him, but his body did not respond, as if he could no longer struggle.

At this time, Cen Fangwo suddenly said: "Pei Ling, now that you are on the right path, I won't kill you!"

At the same moment, the harp strings are turned several times, and suddenly there is another change, such as the sound of a golden drum, a yellow bell and a big Lu, solemn and grand, upright and bright.

Cen Fangwo's strength suddenly became extremely powerful, and the right arm that strangled Pei Ling's neck instantly seemed to be poured with refined iron. Don't say that the other party is just a mortal body that is exhausted and almost exhausted. It is its heyday, as long as the cultivation base does not recover, it is impossible to break free!

Thinking of this, she quickly relaxed her strength to prevent directly strangling Pei Ling to death.

In fact, when dealing with evil leaders like Pei Ling, she would never spare her life if she could kill them!

It's just that last time I asked my apprentice Minghua about Pei Ling, and learned that Pei Ling had saved Minghua in Yousu's tomb. Therefore, even though he was doomed to die this time, he still wanted to take the place of Minghua. Repaid this kindness...

Of course, if this Pei Ling is really obsessed with obsession, in order to prevent more innocent people from being killed in the future, she can only kill her!

Thinking of this, Cen Fangwo then added: "Using things to cultivate people, borrowing falsehoods to cultivate truth."

"For one's own selfishness, harming the common people in the world is by no means the essence of seeking Taoism."

"My generation of monks, the only thing we seek is the Dao!"

"If you follow the Tao, you will advance, if you are not the Tao, you will retreat. Don't follow evil paths, don't deceive the dark room; accumulate virtue and merit, be kind to things; be loyal, filial, friendly and fraternal, and correct yourself and transform others."【Note 1】

"Pride cannot grow, desire cannot be indulged, joy cannot be extreme, and ambition cannot be satisfied."【Note 2】

"The highest kindness is like water, cultivating oneself and establishing others, keeping the heart of wood and stone, and gaining the joy of clouds and water, this is the true meaning of cultivation." [Note 3]

"Don't compete with the world, only talk with your heart!"

"You are extremely talented and have a firm Dao heart. Even though you are the holy son of Chong Ming Sect, you still don't hesitate to live and die, don't love power, and pursue your own Dao. With this kind of Dao heart, this kind of will, and this kind of heart, even if you don't have the same way as me, It's the same, but monks all over the world, regardless of whether they are righteous or evil, even if they are casual cultivators, their hearts to seek the Tao are all ordinary."

"I can't bear the fact that the pearl was born in the dark and dusty. I sincerely persuade you today, and I hope you think twice!"

"Although I, Suzhentian, don't accept male disciples, as long as you agree, I can guarantee in the name of Suzhentian's head teacher that Liulu Dynasty, Yanxi City, Han'an Sword Sect, and even Jiuyi Mountain will all Accept you!"

"That's all for now, Pei Ling, are you willing to change your mind and turn to the light?"

※※※

Outside the Xiji Market.

Void.

Both righteous and demon spectators watched the battle in the distance with full concentration.

Seeing that Cen Fangwo had the upper hand and Pei Ling was beaten and retreated steadily, the expressions of the old man on Jiuyi Mountain and other righteous monks immediately relaxed.

Su Zhentian Grand Elder Qi Zilang smiled slightly, and said: "The head teacher has been in Taoism for hundreds of years, and the martial arts honed when he first started in the past has never been lost."

"The head teacher Cen has outstanding talent, but he never feels proud of it. Instead, he keeps practicing and is more diligent than ordinary people." The old man from Jiuyi Mountain nodded slightly, "When she was Tianji, the old man once listened to the old master. The teacher mentioned this matter many times and is proud of it..."

Zhu Yijianxiu said calmly: "This Chongming Sect's holy son Pei Ling is truly astonishingly talented."

"But the evil can't prevail against the good. Even though he relied on his talent and magic skills to win two games in a row, he still fell into the hands of Headmaster Cen..."

Speaking of this, the situation in the field changed suddenly, but Pei Ling took the lead with his injury, grabbed a flaw in Cen Fangwo, and threw him to the ground hard.

[Note 1] Anonymous [Song Dynasty] "Taishang Induction Chapter".

【Note 2】Dai Sheng [Western Han Dynasty] "Book of Rites·Qu Li Shang".

[Note 3] Hong Yingming [Ming Dynasty] "Cai Gen Tan".

Chapter 1 Ten: Letting Half-Life?

But at the next moment, the crystal string changed, the harp music turned, and Cen Fangwo turned from defense to offense again, knocking Pei Ling to the ground instead...

The two fought, but the soft sword fell into Pei Ling's hands!

Zhu Yijianxiu frowned suddenly, and asked in surprise, "【Star Pointing Sword Art】?"

[Star Pointing Sword Art] was realized by a reclusive senior sword cultivator of the Cold Dark Sword Sect, who watched the stars at night. It was stored in the inner sect, and even disciples of the outer sect could not practice it.

This holy son of Chongming sect obviously practiced the Dao of the sword, but now he also secretly learned the sword skills of the Han'an sword sect?

Before Zhu Yijianxiu could figure out the situation, Pei Ling had already been kicked away by Cen Fangwo's soft sword...

The old man of Jiuyi Mountain caressed his long beard, and said slowly: "The [Star Pointing Sword Technique] of Han'an Sword Sect is suitable for hard swords, not soft swords."

"Although this Pei Ling did not know where he learned a few [Star Pointing Swordsmanship], he only knows superficially and does not know how to change it."

"Otherwise Headmaster Cen was in danger just now..."

Zhu Yijianxiu shook his head slightly, and said, "No! Even if this Pei Ling is proficient in [Star Pointing Sword Art], it is useless!"

"[Star Pointing Sword Technique] was originally used by monks. In one breath, thousands of stabs are accumulated. Wherever the sword edge goes, it is like mercury pouring down the ground, leaving no gaps."

"If it is supported by magic power, it is certainly extremely terrifying."

"But right now, both of them are mortal bodies, and their strength is limited after all, but it is more important to use subtle and energy-saving moves!"

"Teacher Cen is proficient in ordinary martial arts, and such a swordsmanship based on mana is full of flaws in his eyes!"