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The sword in Yang Guo's hand pressed against Huo Dou's throat, a little bit of bright red blood licked on the sword tip, "Huo Zhu, are you convinced?"

Huo didn't expect that he had a bad start and fell into the hands of an unknown boy, and he was very annoyed.But now his life is in the hands of others, so he can't help being arrogant and domineering, so he can only keep silent.

Yang Guo said again: "From now on, don't get close to my master, don't call him 'beauty', and don't let Xiao Xiao think about other things, you understand?"

When Huo Dou rolled his eyes, he could see Zhu Qingyun standing by the ring.

He is still breathtakingly beautiful, eclipsing everyone around him.

Since the first meeting in Chongyang Palace, Huo Dou has never been able to forget Zhu Qingyun, and has been planning to go to Chongyang Palace again, even if he is kidnapped, he will be tied to Mongolia.But the war between Mongolia and the Song Dynasty was tight, and he couldn't get out.Unexpectedly, he came to the martial arts conference today to disrupt the situation, but unexpectedly saw him, Huo Dou was overjoyed, who knew that before he had time to show his hospitality, he was completely humiliated by this unknown boy.Thinking of this, Huo Dou's hatred for Yang Guo deepened.

"Don't look any more!" Yang Guo yelled angrily, "Put away your perverted eyes!"

Huo Dou sneered, looked at Yang Guo, and said, "The reason why I proposed to let my disciples compete on my behalf is because Hong Qigong is not on the scene. Now, since the masters of both you and I are here, we should let them compete Next, let's see who is more qualified to be the leader of the martial arts alliance."

Yang Guo didn't want Zhu Qingyun to take risks, so he said, "I don't need my master to do anything, I can take care of you master and apprentice by myself."

"Little baby, you have such a loud voice." Jinlun Fawang's voice was deafening, and before everyone could see clearly, he had already flew onto the ring, using his internal force to flick away the sword point that was in Huo Du's throat, and said, "Could it be that Are you afraid that your master's martial arts will not be as good as mine, and you will be generous?"

Yang Guo said: "I'm afraid that if you lose too badly, you will laugh off the big teeth of the heroes. Do you pay for them to eat without teeth?"

Jinlun Fawang said: "Little baby, don't mess around here. If your master is a real hero, he won't be a coward."

Hearing this, Yang Guo immediately became angry, "Smelly monk, how dare you speak disrespectfully to my master, my master will beat you so badly today!"

Yang Guo made a gesture to draw his sword, but Zhu Qingyun, who flew over, grabbed his wrist, "Guoer, don't mess around."

"Master!" Yang Guo said, "Don't worry about it, when I get rid of this smelly monk, you can be the leader of the martial arts with peace of mind."

Zhu Qingyun said: "I'm not interested in the martial arts leader at all, what are you fighting for, come with me."

King Jinlun Fa said: "Now you are riding a tiger, so you can't help but fight and make a move!"

Yang Guo pretended to go forward again, Zhu Qingyun saw that he couldn't stop him, so he had to snatch the long sword from his hand, and said: "Guoer, you are tired, let me do it."

"Master..." Yang Guo was both joyful and worried.The happy thing is that Zhu Qingyun is worried about him, afraid that he will lose to Jinlun Fawang, and afraid that he will be injured; the worry is that he doesn't know Zhu Qingyun's real skill, because he has never really performed it in front of him, and this Jinlun Fawang looks like Being so tough, he was really afraid that Zhu Qingyun would get hurt.

Yang Guo was really remorseful, he shouldn't have been impulsive and involved Zhu Qingyun in these disputes just to teach Huo Dou a lesson.

Seeing him standing still, Zhu Qingyun said, "Go down, you will get in the way here. If you lose, don't be disappointed."

Yang Guo hurriedly said: "Master, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, you must not let yourself get hurt, if you really can't fight, just run away."

Zhu Qingyun thought it was funny, and said: "Your big talk has already been released, if I really escape, then I will really be laughed out of my teeth."

Yang Guo was about to answer when he suddenly heard Huo Dou yelling, "Have you two talked enough?"

"You're a defeated general, what are you yelling about?" Yang Guo asked with a blank stare.

"You!" Huo Dou made a gesture to go forward, but was stopped by Jinlun Fawang, who ordered: "Go down."

Huo Dou didn't dare to disobey, turned around and jumped off the ring, Zhu Qingyun smiled slightly and said: "Guoer, you go down too, and see if my kung fu can beat you."

Yang Guo warned with a serious face: "Master, remember, don't get hurt."

Zhu Qingyun nodded, and Yang Guo stepped off the ring with three steps.

Guo Jing, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, said, "Uncle Qiu, I wonder how your disciple is doing?"

Qiu Chuji looked solemn, and said: "Qing Yun has always been quiet and quiet, not easy to fight, and he only clicks when he tries his sword. To be honest, I really don't know what level his kung fu is."

Hearing this, Guo Jing said worryingly: "That Jinlun Fawang can tell at a glance that he is practicing hard attack. In this way, Daoist Zhu is very dangerous."

But Huang Rong said disapprovingly, "Brother Jing, maybe this Taoist priest can overcome rigidity with softness, I don't know."

Guo Jing nodded and said, "Rong'er said the same thing, let's wait and see."

While speaking, the situation on the ring has changed.

I saw that the Golden Wheel Dharma King shook his arms, and five rapidly spinning golden wheels flew out from behind. The edges of the golden wheels were all inlaid with sharp knives, which was very terrifying.

Guo Jing said in surprise: "It's such a strange weapon, if this golden wheel passes through the chest, I'm afraid it will cut the human body in two."

Huang Rong said: "It's unbelievable that this person controls the golden wheel entirely by internal force. I'm afraid this Taoist..."

Huang Rong didn't finish her sentence, but everyone knew it well and sighed.

Only Zhao Zhijing had an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the arena again, Jinlun Fawang folded his arms and bowed forward, and the five golden wheels immediately flew towards Zhu Qingyun.

Zhu Qingyun tapped his toes lightly, his body was as light as a swallow, and he leaped upwards. When the golden wheels flew in front of him, he jumped down and stepped on one of the golden wheels.The other four wheels turned half a circle in mid-air, as if they were alive, hovering in Zhu Qingyun's four directions, southeast, north, south, and north. With the loud shout of the King of the Golden Wheel, the four golden wheels slashed at him together.Zhu Qingyun suddenly bowed back, and the golden wheel flew past his cheek, smashing the jade hairpin that tied his hair, and the long black hair immediately spread out and fluttered in the wind.

"Master!" Yang Guo shouted anxiously with his heart almost jumping into his throat.

Zhu Qingyun was still calm and calm, and fell to the ground.

While panting, another golden wheel flew towards him, but Zhu Qingyun didn't dodge it, and even raised his sword to chop at the golden wheel.

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

The sword in Zhu Qingyun's hand was just an ordinary sword, and every Quanzhen disciple had one, but the golden wheel was forged from mixed metals with a special technique.What's more frightening is that if the golden wheel cannot be blocked, it will pass through the chest, and Zhu Qingyun's life will be in danger.

Jinlun Fawang's face was full of sarcasm, secretly thinking that this little Taoist didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and dared to smash Jinlun with his sword, he really wanted to die.

And the next moment, everyone present was stunned by the sight in front of them.

Zhu Qingyun actually split the golden wheel in two with a sword strike!

Jinlun Fawang said in disbelief, "This...how is this possible?"

Even Guo Jing, Qiu Chuji, etc., who were well-informed and well-informed, were still shocked.

Guo Jing said in admiration: "I didn't expect Quanzhen swordsmanship to have such great power, it's really admirable!"

Qiu Chuji stared at Zhu Qingyun on the ring, silent.

Because he knew that what Zhu Qingyun used just now was not as simple as Quanzhen swordsmanship.If the sword hadn't been infused with super strong internal force, with the sword in Zhu Qingyun's hand alone, he might not be able to cut even a piece of wood, how could it be possible to split the golden wheel?At this moment, in Qiu Chuji's eyes, Zhu Qingyun had the demeanor of Chongyang Patriarch Wang Chongyang.

Suddenly, Qiu Chuji suddenly said: "Could it be... Could it be an innate skill?!"

Yin Zhiping on the side interjected: "Master, hasn't the innate skill been lost long ago? Even you have never cultivated it, so how could Junior Brother Zhu do it?"

Huang Rong also said: "I once heard my father mention that Chongyang Patriarch relied on the complementarity of innate skills and Quanzhen swordsmanship to win the first Huashan Sword Discussion and won the "Nine Yin Manual" And the title of number one in the world. But after Chongyang Patriarch passed away, Xiantian Gong was also lost, and no one has heard of it again."

Qiu Chuji sighed, and said wistfully: "Back then, Uncle Zhou's mind was unstable, and it was easy to go crazy when practicing Xiantian Kungfu, and our group of disciples did not cultivate enough, so Master did not pass down Xiantian Kungfu. But Master also left a last word It is said that the mental method of practicing innate skills is in the Sutra Pavilion of Chongyang Palace, whether you can find it or not depends on the method of fate. Maybe Qingyun is the one who is destined."

On the ring, Zhu Qingyun and King Jinlun still fought inextricably.

But Jinlun Fawang was shocked by Zhu Qingyun's sword just now, and Yang Guo kept making noises around the ring, no matter how difficult it was for him to concentrate, he gradually showed signs of weakness.

But Zhu Qingyun was neither arrogant nor impetuous, but still only defended but not attacked.He didn't want to be defeated and lose the face of Quanzhen Sect, but he didn't want to defeat Jinlun Fawang and become the leader of martial arts.If Yang Guo wasn't worried about being hurt by Jinlun Fawang, he wouldn't have stood in this ring at all.

However, this Jinlun Fawang's kung fu is really powerful, and if he continues to consume like this, he may not be able to continue.

Huo Dou, who had been standing on the sidelines from a distance, frowned and thought to himself: "Beauty, although I am in love with you, but you insist on making enemies of my master and apprentice, then don't blame me for not being merciful."

In an instant, he secretly took out two steel needles from his sleeve, and flew towards Zhu Qingyun who was on the ring.