Jianghu are all masters

102.

Cao Zilian fell from mid-air and fell to the ground.

Lu Zhaoming fell beside him, bent down to pick up the scabbard, and said to Cao Zilian seriously: "I hit it."

Cao Zilian was worse than Hualiuque. Lu Zhaoming's scabbard was hitting his lower back, and every movement felt excruciating pain. He thought his waist was broken, so he clenched his fists and yelled at Lu Zhaoming: "I... I... this palace master can't get around you!"

Lu Zhaoming paused, with doubts on his face: "Princess?"

He looked Cao Zilian up and down, and felt that this stature... shouldn't be a woman disguised as a man.

Pei Wuluan had already rushed to the side of the two of them, he just watched Lu Zhaoming smash the man from the sky with the scabbard, he was a little surprised, he couldn't help coughing lightly, and said: "Nephew Lu Xian is really good at swordsmanship."

After he said this, he felt something was wrong.

Lu Zhaoming didn't use a sword, he used a scabbard, which was still used to knock people down.

So Pei Wuluan changed his words and said: "Nephew Lu Xian likes hidden weapons."

...It seems that there is something wrong with that.

Can the scabbard be considered a hidden weapon?

Pei Wuluan considered himself an old man, he had seen someone use the scabbard as part of a weapon, but this was the first time he saw someone pull out a sword just to hit someone with the scabbard.

He couldn't help but wonder.

What did Wang Henian teach Lu Zhaoming?

Zhang Xiaoyuan also arrived.

He no longer knows what else he can say, senior brother just likes throwing swords, let alone tie a jade cat on his sword tassel, even if he replaces all his swords with jade ones, I'm afraid Lu Zhaoming will still throw them away Not wrong.

Zhang Xiaoyuan could only sigh deeply.

He walked up to Lu Zhaoming and said, "Brother, you threw your sword again."

He himself felt that his words were a bit weak, and he never thought that Lu Zhaoming raised the sword in his hand and said to him seriously: "What I lost was the scabbard."

The jade cat on the sword tassel was naturally intact, but the scabbard hit Cao Zi's hidden weapon belt after refining his waist, and a small hole was knocked out by two small steel flying knives.

Zhang Xiaoyuan muttered in a low voice: "It's easy to cause accidents if you hit your lower back."

Lu Zhaoming: "I'm pulling back, I'll stop when I click."

Zhang Xiaoyuan looked at Cao Zilian, who was grinning in pain on the ground, and felt that the senior brother's point of view may be another criterion for judging.

As he thought about it, he suddenly saw a few smoke bombs exploding in front of him, trapping Cao Zilian in them. Pei Wu said "no", raised his sleeves and waved away the smoke. Cao Zilian, who was still in pain, fell to the ground just now Gone.

And Zhang Xiaoyuan could see clearly that when the smoke and dust exploded, a brand new identity introduction appeared on Cao Zilian's words.

"Ashan'er, the elder of Youhuan Palace, a person from the Western Regions, whose martial arts attainments are not ranked among the Central Plains Jianghu."

"The clans in the Western Regions are ranked 33rd."

There are only two people in one sect, one is the palace master, and the other is the elder...

Ganqing didn't even have a single disciple under his command.

Although Zhang Xiaoyuan saw the direction in which the two escaped, he couldn't point it out to Pei Wuluan - so many martial arts masters present had never seen it clearly, why would a junior interrupt him?It would be terrible if someone asked how to see clearly.

Having said that, there are only two people in Cao Zilian's entire sect, so it shouldn't be able to cause any big waves.

The person who fell ran away, Lu Zhaoming felt a little regretful, he returned the sword to its sheath, turned around to go back, but saw that the group of martial arts seniors following Pei Wuluan seemed to look at him differently.

He didn't know why, as he walked out, everyone made way for him, he walked a long distance, and then he heard the people behind him whispering and discussing.

"Quick! Quickly replace the name of your senior brother on Lunjian! Let your senior uncle do it!"

"This round, let the old man come in person!"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

……

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt that the elder brother was really scary.

He even made the middle-aged seniors go to the Sword Discourse Arena to show off their martial arts!

But Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't figure it out, if these old seniors really went to the Sword Discourse Arena and were kicked off by the senior brother...wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?

Hua Liuque's foot injury was not healed, so he didn't chase after him. Of course, he also saw Lu Zhaoming's feat of throwing a man down from midair with a scabbard, so he leaned on the wall and clutched his leg, as if recalling the pain of that day.

On the first day of the martial arts conference, there was such a big moth. Everyone had already lost their original intention of participating in the martial arts conference. Pei Wuluan asked people to thoroughly investigate what sect this ghost palace is. They came to compete again during the sword meeting, but the head of the martial arts alliance suddenly ran into the Tianxing hall in a hurry, went to Pei Wuluan's side, and bit ears with him.

The principal covered his mouth with his hands, so Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't know what he said, but Pei Wuluan raised his eyebrows and walked out. He saw that other people were behind Pei Wuluan, and wanted to see what happened outside. They also followed the past together.

They walked outside the Martial Arts League, Zhang Xiaoyuan saw a few black coffins by the door with white flowers hanging on them, it was gloomy and quite scary.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was already a little afraid of ghosts and gods, and there were several coffins outside the Wulin League for no reason, which was too terrifying. He shrank behind the two senior brothers, leaned out half of his body and looked out, Pei Wuluan was already startling After opening the coffin, there was only a paper figurine inside, and there was no corpse, and there was a note on the paper figurine, Pei Wuluan picked it up and looked, with a gloomy expression.

His name was written on the note.

He asked people to open those coffins one by one. There was a paper figure in each coffin, and there was also a note. The name of Mo Wentian, the leader of the Demon Cult, was written on his body.

It was written on the note, Mo Wentian, the useless leader of the Wulin League turned to the Demon Sect.

waste.

When these two words are spoken, I am afraid that even few people in the righteous way can agree with them.

Back then when Mo Wentian, the leader of the Demon Cult, was in the arena, his methods were so vicious that everyone turned pale. If it wasn't for the rise of the Martial Arts League and the Demon Cult gradually disappearing in the arena, what is going on in the arena now, I'm afraid no one would dare explain.

The current situation is a great challenge to both the Righteous Dao and the Devil's Cult.

Pei Wuluan asked the guards in the alliance, and he only said that the coffin was sent by a group of weird people. Those people came and went in such a hurry that the guards in the alliance did not have time to stop them in the future.

Lin Yi was standing behind Pei Wuluan, and he couldn't help scolding angrily: "This Illusory Palace is really courageous."

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt very strange.

These are a few high-quality coffins weighing more than a hundred kilograms, and they are by no means something that can be thrown away easily.

If ordinary people come to lift it, at least three or four strong men are needed to lift it. Even a strong man who has practiced martial arts for many years will need two or three people.

As far as he knew, there were only two people in Cao Zilian's Illusory Palace, their entire palace.

As for Cao Zilian's waist... within ten days and a half months, it should not be healed.

This will definitely not be done by that stupid Cao Zilian.

But if it wasn't them, who would it be?

Zhang Xiaoyuan only hated himself for not being able to see information from objects.

At this critical moment, he couldn't see anything!

……

Zhang Xiaoyuan returned to the Martial Arts League worried, but except for him, everyone else seemed to be accustomed to it.

Hualiuque was the calmest, muttering in her mouth, saying: "The martial arts conference, something happens every year."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

"It's probably because the Demon Cult has been silent for too long, and some people in the evil way can't sit still." Jiang Jianyu also said, "It's okay, it's not a big deal."

All the evil people came to the martial arts conference to provoke, isn't this a big deal? !

Jiang Jianyu was obviously more concerned about tomorrow's Sword Discussion Conference.

He frowned and asked Lu Zhaoming: "Senior brother, how sure are you for tomorrow's Sword Discussion Meeting?"

Lu Zhaoming shook his head: "I don't know who my opponent will be tomorrow."

Jiang Jianyu said: "Then let's go there early tomorrow. If we can get the first place, I don't think we will have to worry about the new junior getting started this time."

Hua Liuque whispered, "I want a new junior sister."

No one cares about him.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was suddenly a little excited.

etc!If they could know the movements of the elder brother's opponent tomorrow, wouldn't the elder brother's chance of winning be greater?

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt that he suddenly had a new strategy.

He held Lu Zhaoming's hand, unable to hide his excitement for a moment.

"Big Brother!" Zhang Xiaoyuan grasped Lu Zhaoming's hand, "I can help you win!"

Jiang Jianyu couldn't help laughing and said, "What do you know?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan muttered softly: "I know a lot more than you."

103.

On the second day of the Sword Discussion Meeting, everyone arrived at the scene early, and Jiang Jianyu looked at the disciples from various sects who had received famous invitation cards for the Discussion of Swords, and touched his chin to analyze his opponent for Lu Zhaoming.

Jiang Jianyu: "Rushan Temple is the direct disciple of their master, a young leader, and is definitely a strong enemy—"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "Ranked 170 in Jianghu, good at defense but not good at offense, as long as you kick his ass, he will definitely be unstoppable."

Jiang Jianyu: "Scattered Flower Palace is the big disciple Ke Xingwen..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "You kicked his ass, it hurts when he sees you."

Jiang Jianyu: "Uh... the character of Zixialou's senior uncle is at least a senior, so you have to give him some face, senior brother, you should be gentle, if you can perform a performance that is similar to his strength and narrowly win, that would be great." But that's all."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "Be gentle when kicking his butt, he has a bad back, if he really hurts our teacher, there is no money to pay for it."

Jiang Jianyu couldn't bear it anymore.

"Junior brother!" Jiang Jianyu looked serious, "Why do you always want to kick people's ass!"

"The buttocks are so thick!" Zhang Xiaoyuan said, "Big brother strikes so hard! Kicking other places will cause serious injuries!"

Jiang Jianyu covered his face: "You child..."

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhaoming blinked and said, "I thought the same way before."

Jiang Jianyu: "..."

He saw that Lu Zhaoming and Zhang Xiaoyuan seemed to have reached some kind of tacit improvement at that moment, Zhang Xiaoyuan even shook Lu Zhaoming's hand, and then proceeded to analyze for him.

"The elder brother of the Shuchuan School is left-handed, but he usually likes to use his right-handed sword first when facing the enemy. Won."

Lu Zhaoming nodded seriously.

"The one sent by Emei is the elder sister. Girls don't want to kick their asses. It's not good." Zhang Xiaoyuan said seriously, "Don't be too aggressive. She is only ranked 280 in the Jianghu, and it is easy to beat her."

He thought for a while, and added: "Don't slap your face."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the crowd again, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The person crowded in the crowd...isn't it Xing Yan.

He originally thought that Xing Yan was following along to see the fun and spy on Pei Wuluan, but he glanced at him, and was about to continue analyzing the disciples of other sects for Lu Zhaoming, when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Xing Yan was following behind a man wearing a gauze hat.

The man was dressed in ink, with a tall and straight figure, with a sword in his waist, and he stood with his hands behind his back. The gauze hat blocked his face, and it was hard to see anything else. He seemed to be an upright disciple fighting in the stands, and for a moment his face turned slightly, as if Wanting to say something to Xing Yan, Xing Yan immediately stepped forward, bowed slightly respectfully, and listened to the man's words very seriously.

Zhang Xiaoyuan thumped in his heart, thinking it would be impossible, he hurriedly raised his head to look at the top of the man's head.

"Mo Wentian, the leader of the Devil's Cult, has high martial arts skills and is ruthless. He is tied for second in the world with Pei Wuluan, the leader of the martial arts alliance."