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This means that the opponents of Taixuanmen and his party will no longer be six people, but the entire Xiling Sword Sect!

【"Impossible... Do you want to pick our Xiling Sword Sect with just six people?!"】

Song Hongze glanced away, and at this time the Second Elder had also recognized Jiang Yu'an and Du Fen through some means, and secretly informed him via voice transmission.

【"The head disciple of the Yangshan sect has some abilities, but he can't play much role in the sect battle. Du Fen...can fight better than Jiang Yu'an, but at this age, to put it bluntly, that's it."】

【"What's the matter with this sixteen or seventeen-year-old kid? He looks pretty good, but at this age... there must be no threat."]

【"The one next to him, his footsteps are so loose and weak, his eyes are hazy and lifeless, you also want to compete with my disciples of the Xiling Sword Sect?!"】

【"There is also this plain-looking one... just by looking at the appearance, you can tell that you and that little boy are the weakest! Even this kind of passer-by is pulled out to make up for it, could it be that they pin all their hopes on this Taixuan palm?" on the door."]

Song Hongze's eyes fell on Mu Shaofeng. He was handsome, with a free and easy temperament, and exuded the aura of a strong man in his gestures, and he claimed to be the head of Taixuan. Is it the Xiling Sword Sect? !

【"Forget it, it's useless to think too much."】

With this in mind, Song Hongze waved his hand, signaling his disciples to evacuate irrelevant personnel around the martial arts field.

"Since Your Excellency is so confident, in order to protect the foundation of the Xiling Sword Sect for 50 years, I can only be a villain once."

"Ah......"

Afterwards, Master Xuanhua stood in the center of the martial arts arena, and the two sides dispersed separately.

Du Fen turned around, clasped his fists in both hands, and said to Mu Shaofeng: "Mr. Mu, I come from the Tiantian Sword Palace. In today's battle, it is inconvenient for me to fight with all my strength due to the difference in family. I will go first and use seven points of strength to fight until the end of the battle." As far as exhausted, to explore the bottom line of Xiling Sword Sect is considered to have fulfilled my teacher's orders, what does Mr. Mu think?"

Mu Shaofeng nodded, and said flatly, "Good."

Du Fen stopped talking nonsense and calmly walked to the center of the martial arts arena.

Song Hongze's eyes were gloomy, and there were two choices before him. The first was to directly send out the core strength of the sect, that is, many teaching elders. In this way, winning or losing would not be too ugly, and the price was that the odds of winning would be lower. , originally planned to fight like this, but since the opponent wanted to kill him, he really wanted to single-handedly defeat the entire Xiling Sword Sect, and with the conspiracy aura he vaguely sensed, Song Hongze finally decided to adopt the method with the best chance of winning, and he didn't care about face.

As soon as the items in the brocade box came out, Song Hongze felt that the other party couldn't just be disgusting the Xiling Sword Sect, but really wanted to destroy them, so he can't be careless now.

He reached out and took the disciple's roster from the hand of the elder next to him.

"Tian Rang...just him, the first one up."

All the elders looked at each other, Tian Rang was at an upper-middle level among the disciples, which was not bad, but he would never be a pioneer in this sect, unless Song Hongze used him to consume the physical strength and internal energy of the Taixuan sect. This kind of winning method is a bit ugly...but since Song Hongze, the leader, made a decision, they can only accept it.

Tian Rang was a male student in his twenties, with an ordinary appearance, he bravely entered the field, and was knocked down by Du Fen within ten moves.

Afterwards, the second and third disciples entered the stage one after another, exhausting Du Fen's physical strength and internal energy. Finally, when the fourth disciple entered the stage, this young man from Hentian Sword Palace bottomed out his internal energy and retreated voluntarily.

Jiang Yu'an stood up, hugged Mu Shaofeng, and said seriously:

"Then, Mr. Mu, like Du Shaoxia, I will contribute seven points."

Mu Shaofeng nodded, and Jiang Yu'an followed suit.

Her strength was somewhat weaker than Du Fen's, and the quality of the disciples of the Xiling Sword Sect was also slowly increasing. She only fought two people, and when it came to the third one, Jiang Yu'an was exhausted and lost.

Women do have many disadvantages as warriors, and their physical strength and physical strength are their eternal pain.

"What are you doing, the people of the Xiling Sword Sect really don't pay attention." Zang Feixing was very conscious, knowing that Qu Chen brought himself out to let him exercise his muscles and bones. Now that he is here, he will definitely not be able to escape. He stood up consciously and walked towards the center of the martial arts arena.

"One after another, playing crowd tactics together, right... let's do it, my master, my Taixuan magic skills are not practiced in vain, let you see my brilliance!"

Chapter 50 Don't underestimate people!

Zang Feixing entered the field swaggeringly. The disciples who defeated Jiang Yu'an before felt that there was not much energy left, and they also left the field early. The Xiling Sword Sect has not yet sent new disciples to fight.

"My uncle is Xiao Tianhuang from the Taixuan Sect! You guys from the Xiling Sword Sect, hurry up and lead him to death!"

When Zang Feixing opened his mouth, there was a line that made people feel that there is nothing wrong with this person's death. The three members of the Taixuan Sect below either pressed their temples, or covered their eyes, with a look that they couldn't bear to look at. Jiang Yu'an didn't know the truth, and said with a smile, "Young man Xiao from your sect is really flamboyant."

"Huh?...Well, yeah."

Ming Zongyi originally wanted to explain, but he gave up, so be it, anyway, someone will clean up Hidden Flying Star when he goes back... Maybe he will be cleaned up now.

Because of Zang Feixing's arrogant speech, there seems to be some changes in the personnel transfer of the Xiling Sword Sect. A familiar person in Ming Zongyi came up...it was Song Tianze of the Xiling Sword Sect, who had once He fought against Yun Jutian and lost miserably, but now it seems that he is also the leader of the younger generation of Xiling Sword Sect. Judging from his name, he also seems to have something to do with Song Hongze, the head of Xiling Sword Sect.

【"It feels like a father and son, but it doesn't look like it. How can a father and son both be of the 'Ze' generation..."]

"Let me see how strong you are, how dare you bark at our Xiling Sword Sect!"

Song Tianze stepped forward and snorted coldly. He looked much more confident than when he faced Yunju Tiansheng that day. At that time, he felt that he was completely invincible, and he was in a hurry to patch himself before the fight. For 'Xiao Tianhuang', it is naturally unnecessary.

"Haha!" Zang Feixing laughed loudly, "Then you have to watch it!"

After saying that, he took the initiative to attack.

Taixuan Shengong is an orthodox Taoist technique, with a long and deep inner breath, it pays attention to coercing the general trend of the world to suppress people, and does not have high requirements for martial arts.

Zang Feixing is lazy on weekdays and hardly practices martial arts, but fortunately Taixuan Divine Art can indeed support him to do so.

rumbling...  

Different from the shocking air waves when the ordinary internal energy erupts, when the Taixuan Divine Art erupts, it sounds like a dull and heavy thunder.

Under Taixuan's inner breath, Zang Feixing slapped his palm in the air, and slapped Song Tianze from almost two feet away, that is, four Mu Lings!

"Humph!"

Facing Zang Feixing's offensive, Song Tianze did not lose his composure. Although he was instantly killed by Yunju, it was because Yunju was born too strong, not because he was too weak. The sound and martial arts also had the nature of a first-time kill. There is no way .

Faced with Zang Feixing's volleying palm, Song Tianze's pupils shrank. He didn't expect that Zang Feixing could have a palm force of two feet. Immediately, he stopped his forward movement, exerted force on his heel, and jumped backwards. Hope to avoid Zang Feixing's palm.

Generally speaking, warriors are unwilling to vacate, because it means that they have nowhere to rely on except for the explosion of internal energy, but the matter of exploding internal energy in order to move in mid-air is slow to death and consumes a lot of internal energy. interest.

However, facing Zang Feixing's palm now, Song Tianze has no choice at all!

"Ha ha!"

However, just as he was flying into the sky, Zang Feixing laughed loudly. After he slapped his palm, the palm force only lasted for a foot, and then dissipated quickly. When Song Tianze came here, it was like a breeze. noodle!

【"!"】

Song Tianze was shocked in his heart, two feet of palm strength is not easy, but one foot is not difficult for most martial arts with serious internal skills, but the opponent's palm does not even have one foot, this...

"I can't hit two feet at all, be stupid!"

While Song Tianze was soaring into the air, Zang Feixing, who hadn't used all his strength in the palm just now, burst out with all his strength, took the opportunity to bully him, and didn't forget to taunt when he slapped Song Tianze's chest directly. It was a double blow of psychophysics!

"pretty."

Qu Chen spoke leisurely, and said to Ming Zongyi: "The deception of calling out the Vajra Palm and then using the life-killing leg is the lowest level. No one in the world believes the name of the move that the other party yells out. Flying Star this He is dishonest, and has dozens of more minds than A Ling, and you can learn some of his bad moves."

"...I've learned a lot." Ming Zongyi resisted the desire to complain, and continued to pay attention to the battle on the field.

On one side, Jiang Yu'an was full of question marks.

"What, 'flying star' means...?"

boom!

The battle in the field was still going on. Amidst the exclamation of many audience members, Zang Feixing slapped Song Tianze in the chest and sent him flying. If it was a fight under normal circumstances, this palm would have been enough to break the gap. It was a matter of life and death, as if Ming Zongyi lost Shi Yang, who was much stronger than him, in just one click.

But Zang Feixing made moves one after another, he lost his power in the middle, and forcibly split them into two in one breath. He doesn't practice martial arts himself, this move is just pure palm strength, and it can only be regarded as the upper-middle class when paired with the Taixuan Divine Art. Destructive power, this palm just knocked Song Tianze into the air, but failed to end the battle.

Song Tianze flew upside down, and took several steps back to stabilize his body. His face turned green and pale. Compared with his physical body, he suffered a stronger mental blow.

After all, he is not a teenager anymore, so he would not yell despicable in such an occasion, but that anger was indeed accumulated in his heart. Suddenly he drew his sword, wanting to fight back, the sword light was dazzled for a while, which showed his impressive internal strength.

But this is not a very wise decision. I just suffered a blow. At this time, the most important thing is to adjust my internal energy, not to force a move for the sake of fighting for the upper hand... It can be seen that Zang Feixing really made Song Tianze Anxious.

The move was made in a hurry, the power and precision of the move were not too high, Zang Feixing used Qu Chen's "Ghosts and Gods Sprint", and avoided those sword lights in a regular manner.

In the blink of an eye, Zang Feixing was once again within two feet of Song Tianze, and then, while Taixuan breathed in, Zang Feixing slapped out again!

"Stop it!"

Song Tianze really couldn't hold back this time, he flew into a rage, used the same move once, and actually wanted to use it a second time, do you think he is a fool? !

He wasn't afraid at all, instead, he circulated his inner breath even more vigorously, and when the sword light was about to gushe out, he felt the fierce wind blowing towards his face.

"...?!"

This time, the power of the palm did not dissipate after one foot. After jumping a distance of two feet, its majesty remained the same, and it was already in front of Song Tianze!

Song Hongze around the martial arts field shook his head and sighed silently.

【"After all, the experience of Jianghu is too shallow, and I have never seen such a trick."】

He knew... the game was decided.

The next moment, Song Tianze was hit by this palm force, flew upside down, and fell out of the arena, announcing the end of the battle.

"Don't underestimate people." Zang Feixing stood on the stage, folded his hands on his chest, and said with a smile, "It's only two feet, I, Xiao Tianhuang, can cross it with just a lift of my hands and feet!"

Chapter 51 Debut match!

【"This forced you to finish pretending, and leave all the hatred to Brother Xiao, right..."】

Hearing Cang Feixing's words, Ming Zongyi couldn't help complaining from the bottom of his heart. Walking in the rivers and lakes basically relies on a name, unless there is a portrait of a wanted criminal, or his appearance has obvious characteristics, otherwise even a long-time friend , You may not recognize him face to face, Zang Feixing's words are true and have given Xiao Tianhuang a big name.

"Xiao Tianhuang..." Song Hongze said with gloomy eyes, "What a tough name!"

——He is not the first to say such a thing, and he probably won't be the last. As the man standing behind Xiao Tianhuang, Zang Feixing really deserves his credit.

"I don't accept it!" Song Tianze was knocked off the stage, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, he was so angry that it was not only because of Zang Feixing's frequent tricks, which crushed him in terms of IQ, but also because of Taixuan's magical skills The lethality is mediocre, and after more than two feet, there is basically only impact power left. If it is in a life-and-death battle, Song Tianze still retains [-]% of the fighting power. If he is "defeated" in this state, he will definitely not accept it.

"Enough!" Song Hongze yelled sharply, stopping Song Tianze's attempt to return to the stage.

"If you lose now, it's just that your skills are inferior to others. If you go on stage again, you'll lose your face too!"

The veins on Song Tianze's neck popped up, and he argued, "I can still fight!"

Song Hongze focused his eyes and was about to speak, but the Second Elder beside him sighed and put his hand on Song Tianze's shoulder.

"You have already lost, it has nothing to do with whether you can fight or not, this is the rule."

Temples have temple rules, and rivers and lakes have rules of rivers and lakes.

You can still fight, but you can't continue to fight. A battle without any rules can only be a life-and-death battle.

"Let me go meet him!"

A high-pitched voice came from the side, and Che Fei, the fist master of the Xiling Sword Sect, walked out slowly. His body was muscular and he was seven feet tall. He was like a giant.

Although Xiling Sword School has 'Sword School' in its name, if a school doesn't teach anything but swordsmanship, that's nonsense. A martial arts person, no matter what the main weapon is, must know how to punch and kick To put it bluntly, the main weapon affects the upper limit, while fist and kick kung fu is his lower limit.

"Master Che..." The second elder on the side pondered for a moment and hesitated, "Actually, with the number of people on the other side, it is not difficult to exhaust their physical strength and internal energy with disciples, and that Mu Shaofeng is what we should pay attention to. "

Zang Feixing seemed to have easily won the victory, but most of his internal strength has been exposed. He hit Song Tianze twice in a row but failed to end the battle. It can be seen that his attack power can be relied on. The type of wheel that wins.

"Hey, what's the matter!" Che Fei waved his hands and said indifferently, "That guy named Xiao Tianhuang, I think he seems very brave... Let me show him some color, the three I'll take care of the little ones! Otherwise, Ying De won't look good!"

The Second Elder wanted to say something else, but Song Hongze waved his hand and said, "Then there will be Master Laoche."

Seeing the headmaster speak, the second elder had no choice but to shut up, while Che Fei laughed loudly and said:

"Let me see if this kid is as strong as his name!"

Che Fei slowly entered the martial arts arena... His size is really not small, and he puts enormous pressure on people physically. Seven feet doesn't sound too bluffing, but if you count it by Lin Chao's scale , he is a proper ten-foot giant.

Zang Feixing's bragging mouth suddenly lost its firepower, and his smile began to stiffen.

Just looking at his body shape, Che Fei's ability to resist attacks is definitely not weak. The output of Tai Xuan's magical power is not high, and Zang Feixing doesn't use weapons. It's just scraping people...

"Haha..." Zang Feixing smiled awkwardly, and stepped back, "Forget it, your Xiling Sword Sect is only at this level, and the chief disciples are like this. The young ones come to the old ones , It's boring, it's not worth my shot...Let my junior brother who has three successes of mine deal with you parallel importers!"

36 It is the best strategy to move away, and this forced him to pretend to hate and pull. Zang Feixing immediately had no desire to fight any more, and went off the field directly. Before leaving, he didn't forget to dig a hole for Ming Zongyi.

The corners of Che Fei's mouth twitched slightly on the stage. At his age, he naturally wouldn't take Zang Feixing's trash talk to heart. Judging from the results, after he appeared on the stage, he scared Zang Feixing away effortlessly. is a normal process.

【"It should have been like this...Using disciples to consume their physical strength, what is this?"】

"I'll leave it to you." Zang Feixing walked down the stage with a playful smile, Ming Zongyi wondered if his effort might be less than that of Jiang Yu'an and Du Fen.

"Senior brother, you have too much energy left, don't you?" Ming Zongyi complained, "At least give me some more time to fight."

"I can't do it, I can't do it, that guy knows it's as hard as a stone in a latrine, and I'm going up to scrape people!"

Zang Feixing paused slightly, and said sadly: "Unless I poke the eye with my poke bird——"

"You better shut up!"

Ming Zongyi hastily made a sound, and stopped Zang Feixing from making uncivilized speeches. Jiang Yuan on the side showed an embarrassed expression. She is no longer a teenage girl, and martial arts people also pay attention to informality, but such words Still can't hear it.

"Oh, look, you can't even listen to it, let alone let me type it on stage?" Zang Feixing, the source of all evil, didn't care, and said with a smile, "That's it, my mission ends here gone."

Ming Zongyi shook his head, then slowly stood up and looked into the martial arts arena.