With Han Min's understanding of Jiang Qingxia and her impulsive nature, she couldn't help but have a headache when she heard that Jiang Qingxia and Yu Bachuan had reached a bet.

There is no doubt that Emei was a great sect in the past, and if nothing unexpected happens, it will be a great sect in the future. Emei's martial arts are meticulous and long-lasting, and it emphasizes soaking and slow cultivation. In time, his sisters will definitely gradually rise to top masters, and then they can truly be invincible in the martial arts world. But now, the master died early, and the junior sister in the sect was young, let alone the disciples. In this extraordinary period when the young and yellow were not in line, Han Min's proposal was to compromise. Yu Bachuan dared to go up the mountain pass alone and made crazy talks, he must be prepared, and Han Min also knew that he and

There was a gap between Yubachuan, such a top-notch master, so she had already made up her mind - even if he was concerned about the situation, he would not be able to respond to any conditions and provocations of Yubachuan. At most, he could take advantage of him. It would not be too late to find this place in the future. However, Jiang Qingxia's rash words made all her plans ruined. She had no choice but to secretly prepare to take action. She was still sure to go all out to take over the opponent's ten moves, but she still had to focus more on guarding against other conspiracies.

Yu Bachuan said with his hands behind his back: "You can choose a doll!" He looked as if no one was around.

Jiang Qingxia said: "Who sister will learn about Master Yu's tricks?"

Dong Qing quietly stepped forward and said, "Senior Sister, I'll go."

Jiang Qingxia held her arm and pinched it, and everything was silent. Everyone knew that the first person to go up had the greatest sacrifice and had to bear the responsibility of exploring the virtual and real Yubachuan. The chance of winning was low and the risk was high, and it would also have an impact on reputation if it was spread out in the future, but the strong enemy was on the side. The sisters did not care about this virtual reputation.

Dong Qing pulled out the black sword from his back and bowed respectfully to Yu Bachuan and said, "Senior Yu, I want to ask for advice with sword techniques. Senior can choose his own weapons, and of course he can also use swords. You decide."

Yu Bachuan waved his hand and said proudly: "I have said it a long time ago. Weapons are limited in modern martial arts. You Emei claim to keep pace with the times, but you still stick to the name of the Sword Sect and refuse to throw them away. If I don't use weapons, I will use these pairs of flesh palms to play with you."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Xiaojun almost nodded. He had no idea about martial arts. He had a stubborn prejudice against weapons. Now the little fruit knife is not allowed to be taken on the train, and there is a use for practicing swords! He has not been idle for the past half a day. After the little finger of his left hand is cleared, a little heat flows to the Dantian. He began to practice the Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian of the ring finger. However, as soon as his hand drills out, the internal force originally contained in the Dantian flows upstream along the little finger of his left hand. This is like guiding a wolf into the room, and he failed to practice it in one move. The internal force tumbling in his left arm, like a naughty child breaking into a home without adults. Wang Xiaojun was annoyed, but could only grit his teeth and persevere.

Yu Bachuan looked at the black sword in Dongqing's hand and said, "Go and get a handful of iron."

Dongqing shook his head.

"Occursed." She stabbed Yu Bachuan's shoulder with a sword. Although the carbon fiber black sword had no sharpness or blade, she used her hand and made a whimpering sound of breaking through the air.

Yu Bachuan was still motionless. When Dong Qing's sword move had already been blown up behind her at a high speed, Dong Qing turned his wrist and attacked the black sword sideways. Yu Bachuan saw that his opponent was fooled, and his waist twisted his whole body back to his original position like a spring. He wanted to snatch Dong Qing's long sword together.

In an instant, Dong Qing handed over the sword in his right hand and the black sword turned into a ball of black mist to cover his own flaws.

The Emei disciples were applause thunderous!

In just two moves, Yubachuan set up a trap, counterattacked, Dong Qing entered the trap, and reversed. Both of them showed their first-class tactical awareness and skills. In particular, Dong Qing perfectly integrated swordsmanship and close combat, reaching the realm of making the sword like an arm and fingers. The Emei sword technique is so profound that it is indeed impossible to give up easily.

Amid the cheers of the disciples, Yu Bachuan saw that he had to retreat to protect himself, but unexpectedly, he just squatted his body slightly, put his palm on his waist, and his other hand also turned into a phantom. Dong Qing's sword transformed into one hundred sword bodies, and Yu Bachuan's hand transformed into two hundred palms. He forced Dong Qing's sword head with his hand with a quick hit. When the sword body trembled and stopped, Yu Bachuan withdraws his hand and slapped it, and the palm on his waist slapped it out!

"Bang!" Dong Qing was beaten so hard that he flew out, and blood was already gushing in the air. Han Min and Jiang Qingxia were shocked at the same time, and they flew to hug her and slowly placed her on the ground. Blood in the corner of Dong Qing's mouth kept gushing out, his eyes were blurred, and he gasped: "This... this person is amazing, you must be careful!"

Jiang Qingxia glared at Yu Bachuan, her eyes seemed to be dripping. However, the latter raised her hands and immediately returned to her lazy normal state.

Yu Bachuan only used three moves to defeat Dong Qing! The third move was to use overwhelming techniques to capture the sword and injure people. There was no element of tricks in it, and the strength was evident.

"Huh?" Wang Xiaojun looked at Yu Bachuan's third palm technique and looked very familiar. It was vaguely the booklet he and Hu Tailai had studied on the train. He made fun of as the booklet as the "arcade secret book". This palm was the first move in the booklet, so he was quite impressed. The booklet was obtained from Yu Bachuan's brother Yu Er. He and Hu Tailai always thought it was the introductory palm technique of the Qingcheng School. At this time, he saw that Yu Bachuan was serious and used to use it seriously and realized that it was not that simple. After he became proficient in the silk-winding hand with his right arm, he also understood the secret of practicing silk-winding hand. If he wanted to achieve great success, he should not just practice it one by one, but to point the acupoints, meridians, and dots and lines of the entire arm to communicate and integrate them. So when he contacted his left arm, he learned it

I was obedient, and I couldn't help but use my already tunable little finger meridians to respond to the acupuncture points on the ring finger meridians. At the same time, the internal force from my right arm, now stored in my dantian continues to harasse the practice of my left arm along the little finger meridians, just like a regular army equipped with sanitary stalk to attack the earth yard of the landlord Lao Cai. Wang Xiaojun looked nothing unusual, but only he could feel: this body from the right arm to the dantian, and then from the dantian to the left arm was like wearing a V-shaped tight suit, which made him unable to say anything, and the tundish was not even. At this moment, the Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian of the left ring finger seemed to be disturbed by the internal force of the right arm, and it suddenly became hot and cleared with a "bang". Wang Xiaojun couldn't help but hum again.

But no one could take care of him in this chaos. Several disciples came forward to rescue Dong Qing. She was not in danger of life, but it seemed that she was seriously injured. It would be difficult to heal within a year or two.

Yu Bachuan stood with his hands behind his back, and Emei sent hundreds of pairs of eyes to glar at him. Many disciples even wanted to rush up and kill him with a sword. Yu Bachuan said lightly: "There are many strange girls. What's the strange thing about spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood in a fight? Who will come next?"

Jiang Qingxia's heart kept sinking. She secretly blamed herself for making a rash decision. Dong Qing's swordsmanship was unique among the four sisters. She was defeated after taking three moves of Yubachuan. She thought it would be difficult for her to hold on to ten moves. Since Yubachuan dared to come, she would be fearless. If it was spread throughout Emei, no one could catch the ten moves of the Qingcheng Sect leader, the Emei brand would be in her hands. At the moment of random thoughts, Guo Que'er came over and said, "Senior Sister, I'll meet him." As she said that, she blinked at Jiang Qingxia mischievously.

Seeing that she was speaking lightly, Jiang Qingxia couldn't help but ask: "Do you... have any solutions?"

Guo Que'er whispered: "It's not his opponent when it comes to beating me, but I'm Que'er."

Jiang Qingxia suddenly realized that Guo Qu'er was trying to fight him with light skills. She was a little more open and nodded.

Han Min said solemnly: "Qi'er, Yubachuan broke from the mountainside to the top of the mountain for only a moment. It can be seen that his light skills are no worse than you. Don't underestimate the enemy!"

Guo Quer smiled and said, "I know the second senior sister." She squatted over and checked Dong Qing's injuries, and then strode on the field. This girl was not as obedient as Dong Qing. She tilted Yu Bachuan's chin casually and said casually: "Hey, I'll fight you next!"

Yu Bachuan said with a blank expression: "It's the same for anyone to fight. I'll let you take the move first." As soon as his word "tell" was released, Guo Que'er had already rushed up like a Que'er. Her jump was beautiful and her trajectory was slightly curved. In the eyes of experts, this arc was a certificate of light skills. In this way, only she could harass the enemy, but it was difficult for the enemy to determine her place and attack point!

Yu Bachuan's eyes were old, and he could see the other party's tricks at the right time, and then he understood Guo Quer'er's purpose. His arms were slightly wide open, waiting for Guo Quer to come to join him like a spread net. Guo Quer was also very skilled and brave. His body was swept straight, and his right palm was tangled under Yu Bachuan's ribs. Yu Bachuan was as steady as a mantis preyed, and he moved very quietly. He clamped his arms, and Guo Quer was about to be pinched, but at the last moment he flew away in an extremely gentle and clear posture! Then he said crisply: "The first move."

Yu Bachuan's light skills are naturally not weak, and he thought to himself whether he could catch this Que'er if he suddenly pursued him. In the end, he chose to standby on the spot.

Guo Quer'er's original intention was to lure Yu Bachuan out and finish ten moves as soon as possible in a fast movement. She was not fooled by the other party and she was not in a hurry. She turned around in the air and walked back around again, and handed her fist in front of Yu Bachuan: "The second move!"

Yu Bachuan had been accumulating his strength for a long time, and finally made a bang. He jumped up strangely, like a hunting clip that jumped out of nowhere. Unfortunately, the hunting clip could only bite the ferocious beast but could not hold the sensitive Que'er. Guo Que'er glided away from the side again, giggling and said, "There are three moves soon." The two of them met again and again. Yu Bachuan could not touch Guo Que'er's side, but four moves had passed.

Yu Bachuan was anxious. If he had asked the other party ten moves like this, he would naturally be unwilling to accept it, so he simply rushed towards Guo Que'er viciously!

Guo Que'er was happy and turned around and flirted with Yu Bachuan. He reported clearly: "Five moves and six moves--" Yu Bachuan was stunned for a moment, and her palm cut back her neck, "The seventh move." Yu Bachuan was furious and suddenly rushed over. Guo Que'er easily avoided it, and she was already confident. If she continued like this, she would beat her twenty and thirty moves! Just when she was happy, Yu Bachuan rushed straight to her side, with a paw, and had already grabbed Jiang Qingxia's throat!

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