The seller of the heavens

Huang Yaoshi looked indifferently, and looked at Qiu Chuji quietly:

"How are you doing?"

Qiu Chuji said with a sullen face:

"Don't think that I'm afraid of you because of your high strength. Today, Qiu will come to experience the unique skills of Peach Blossom Island."

Seeing that he was about to make a move, the old urchin tried to persuade him that he didn't really mind being trapped for more than ten years.

But he didn't care, but Qiu Chuji couldn't let go:

"This matter concerns the face of the Quanzhen Sect. How can I turn a blind eye to it, uncle, you don't need to persuade me."

As Qiu Chuji said, he stabbed Huang Yaoshi with his sword.

The light of the sword is like water, breaking through the wind and snow.

Huang Yaoshi swung his sword away with a palm and snorted coldly:

"If all of you Quanzhen Qizi come together, and I can still take a look at the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation, how dare you alone dare to fight me?"

Qiu Chuji didn't care about it, and continued to attack fiercely with his sword.

Huang Rong saw him attacking her father, she was not in a hurry, she just waited for Qiu Chuji to make a fool of herself.

Guo Jing looked at the two people who were fighting, he was in a dilemma, one was his family friend and the other was his father-in-law.

He didn't know whether he should help Qiu Chuji or not.

From Jiang Chen's point of view, Qiu Chuji's strength was in an awkward position.

Against the Jiangnan Seven Monsters, Sha Tongtian, Liang Ziweng, etc., he can achieve a very impressive record, showing the demeanor of a first-class master.

But against the five absolutes, the gap was immediately revealed.

Within ten moves, Qiu Chuji's long sword was sent flying by Huang Yaoshi's palm.

Huang Yaoshi maintained his identity, but he didn't kill Qiu Chuji, he stopped after knocking away the weapon in his hand.

He shook his head sarcastically:

"I really don't know what you have learned from Brother Chongyang. After so many years, your strength is still so weak."

Qiu Chuji stood there, his face turned green and red, and he was unstoppable in shame and indignation.

He originally thought that he could at least last until he was out of a hundred moves, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even make it past ten moves.

The old naughty boy comforted in turn:

"Don't take it to heart, if Huang Laoxie is so easy to deal with, I won't be trapped in Peach Blossom Island."

While speaking, several figures came to the top of Mount Hua, the first one was an old monk with white eyebrows.

Hong Qigong greeted him with a smile:

"Master Yideng, you've come."

Huang Laoxie also stepped forward to reminisce with Yideng.

Only the old naughty boy felt uncomfortable, as if he saw his creditor, he turned around and wanted to run away, but was stopped by Huang Rong.

Huang Rong curled a strand of hair with her fingers, and said in a voice like a warbler's cry:

"Now that Dongxie, the Southern Emperor, and the Northern Beggar have all arrived, Huashan Discussion of Swords can finally begin."

Master Yideng sighed:

"Twenty-five years have passed by in the blink of an eye. I never imagined that I would never see Brother Chongyang and Brother Ouyang again."

Hong Qigong: "It's a pity that brother Chongyang died of illness."

There was no comment on Ouyang Feng.

In his opinion, when Ouyang Feng and Jiang Chen faced each other head-on, they were defeated and died. It was nothing to say that their skills were inferior to others.

Jiang Chen looked at several people and asked:

"The first Huashan Discussion on Swords was to compete for the Nine Yin Scriptures. I don't know what the Huashan Discussion on Swords will be like this time?"

Huang Rong joked:

"Brother Jiang, you think you can win, so you want to set the lottery in advance?"

Hong Qigong smiled and said:

"I'm an old beggar, and I don't have anything to worry about; Master Yideng is a monk, and I have nothing.

The old urchin is about the same as me.

In other words, Huang Laoxie is the master of the island, and there are many good things in his family.

Girl, is it because you are afraid that your father will lose, that's why you say that? "

When it comes to lip service, Huang Rong is not afraid of anyone, and immediately said:

"Qigong, you are the leader of the beggar gang, how could you be short of the lottery, at worst, I will put your dog-beating stick on me."

Hong Qigong shook his head and said:

"My dog-beating stick is a symbol of the identity of the leader of the beggar gang. I'm afraid they are not willing to ask for it."

Master Yideng said slowly:

"The poor monk came to Huashan not to discuss swords in Huashan, but to meet old friends."

He has been a monk for many years, has studied Buddhism and comprehended Buddhism, and now he is a real eminent monk who has achieved the Tao, and he no longer cares about the false name of being number one in the world, let alone any prizes.

Jiang Chen's original intention was to let the old naughty boy take out the Nine Yin Scriptures as a prize, but seeing that few people didn't have this idea, he gave up:

"In that case, forget it."

Hong Qigong said:

"If you can win Huashan Lunjian, you will be recognized as number one in the world. This title is the biggest prize, so why ask for anything else."

As he spoke, he looked at Huang Yaoshi and the others:

"I think this time Huashan Discussion, Jiang boy should be the most likely to win. I don't think I am his opponent, how many of you?"

Huang Yaoshi stood up and looked at Jiang Chen quietly:

"I was also there when you fought Ouyang Feng that day. The power of the epee really opened Huang's eyes. Today is a good time to experience it."

"please."

Jiang Chen clasped his fists at Huang Yaoshi, and then drew out the epee behind his back.

Huang Yaoshi didn't say a word, he tiptoed, his body floated away a few feet away, and he raised his hand and displayed his famous stunt: the supernatural power of snapping fingers.

stop!

A golden light flashed, with a speed like lightning, and with a piercing scream, it shot towards Jiang Chen's shoulder.

Jiang Chen raised his sword to block it, and the golden light hit the heavy sword with a loud bang.

The epee trembled suddenly, and Jiang Chen felt a tremendous force rushing from the sword. If he hadn't been strong enough, the epee in his hand might have been blown away.

He raised his eyes and realized that it was a copper bean that was attacking.

A small copper bean has such great power, it has to be said that Huang Yaoshi's supernatural powers are extremely mysterious.

Here, Huang Yaoshi has opened a distance of more than ten feet, his fingers are plucking like playing a lute, popping out copper beans one after another, and shooting towards Jiang Chen.

stop! stop! stop!

The copper beans pierced through the air, making a sharp and piercing whistling sound, which was more urgent than a crossbow arrow.

Jiang Chen swung the epee, forming a solid iron wall in front of him, resisting the copper beans shooting from all directions.

The copper beans shot continuously onto the blade of the sword, making loud noises, echoing between the cliffs, like Hong Zhong Dalu.

Seeing that Huang Yaoshi chose to distance himself as soon as he came up, suppressing Jiang Chen with his supernatural powers, Hong Qigong couldn't help but twitched his beard lightly, and said with a smile:

"Huang Laoxie knows how to play tricks. As long as Boy Jiang is not close, his epee will not be able to exert its power."

Huang Rong was still very protective of her father, and quickly defended:

"How can this be considered a trick? Shouldn't everyone use their own methods in the martial arts competition? This supernatural power is my father's housekeeping skill, so he must be allowed to use it?"

Hong Qigong didn't argue with her, but just nodded:

"Okay, okay, you're right."

Li Mochou on the side said confidently:

"Senior Huang's flick of the finger is strong, but it is absolutely impossible to win with it."

Huang Rong cast her a glance:

"Sister Li, it's too early to say this now, isn't it?"

Li Mochou narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at her tit for tat:

"Then let's wait and see."