The opponent in front of Guo Jing was gone, and Peng Lianhu and others were scared again and did not dare to step forward. He took his spare time and looked at the field attentively. Seeing this move, he murmured to himself: "Yin and Yang cut the darkness."

Hong Qigong saw it and shouted loudly. This move was purely a skill. Although Huang Yaoshi's jade flute was specially made, he did not dare to collide with the heavy sword. He quickly pulled it back and avoided it.

This move is as sharp as Guo Jing's envoy, but it is not unusual for a master like Huang Yaoshi. Shen Yuanjing is not the case. Not only does it have an unyielding momentum, but it also has a continuous aftertaste, so that the virtual move of Luoying's Divine Sword can be broken.

With this move alone, Huang Yaoshi knew that the man in front of him had extraordinary martial arts. He put away his contempt and kept swinging the jade flute in his hand. He was smart, Xiao Ying flew around, and his tricks were extremely complicated. Guo Jing put himself in it to resist. After only a few moves, he felt dazzled and at a loss.

If Shen Yuanjing is said to have a wonderful sword move and is not inferior to anyone in this world, this kind of martial arts will naturally not defeat him. He just uses the heavy sword to go straight, so that his opponent will not be able to get close to him.

Huang Yaoshi changed directions in the hall from time to time, and the people were affected by him and had to fight and retract back to the wall.

Guo Jing's face was strange, and his gestures were simulating Shen Yuanjing's sword moves. He was overjoyed and frowned, as if he was crazy. Hong Qigong smiled and said, "It turns out that you have learned the skills of using swords from him. It's good, it's good, it's just right for your straightforward temperament."

While he smiled, he explained the two of them one by one. Guo Jing listened to his instructions in a few words and explained it quickly, and soon appreciated the thoughts and realms in Shen Yuanjing's sword.

In the blink of an eye, more than fifty moves passed, but the two of them were still unbeaten. Huang Yaoshi was slightly angry and said to himself: "I have already spoken my big words. If I can't take this kid today, I may be ridiculed by everyone in the world."

The skill in his hand has accelerated much faster, and the moves are more compact. He has other strange tricks in it, showing the excellent martial arts of thirteen sects in a row.

Guo Jing was just hearing it, but suddenly Hong Qigong stopped talking and looked at the two of them with a serious expression. He was a little puzzled and didn't know what had happened.

It turns out that at this moment, Shen Yuanjing's flaws were getting more and more flaws, and he could no longer use attacks to attack completely. From time to time, he had to take time to defend for a few moves. Although the sword technique he used to defend was also quite magical, it finally showed its decline.

Shen Yuanjing was naturally helpless. Before his skills were restored, he was behind the line. Ouyang Feng was able to win with his strength because he was deceived by his old strength and had not yet increased his new strength. Huang Yaoshi could naturally consume his skills and make arrangements calmly.

Ouyang Feng was overjoyed and said to himself: "This kid is still young after all. In terms of skill, he is still not at the right time. Such an opportunity cannot be let go." He pulled out his iron stick, swept it to Shen Yuanjing's waist, and shouted: "Brother Yao, I'll help you."

Shen Yuanjing avoided it and frowned slightly. In a hurry, the heavy sword that was originally moving forward flew back and hit the iron staff that was heading straight for the back; he stretched out a torch with his left hand to intercept the jade flute that was heading towards his chest. But after all, his left hand was not flexible enough, and if the opponent was interested, he could naturally bypass it easily.

Hong Qigong angrily shouted: "Old poison, so shameless." He raised his bamboo stick and "stopped the dog's buttocks" with one move, but there was no time to stop it.

Seeing that Shen Yuanjing was about to be injured, Huang Yaoshi suddenly stopped and the jade flute stopped. He took this opportunity to take a small step forward to avoid the pole, moved to the side, and withdrew with another sword to force Ouyang Feng to leave.

Huang Yaoshi was furious and said, "Who wants you to interfere?" He was about to go forward to fight Ouyang Feng, but when he saw Hong Qigong fighting with him, he gave up and said to Shen Yuanjing, "Come on, a hundred moves, etc., you will definitely defeat you." Another flute came.

Shen Yuanjing could not refute it. If he was just a competition, he would have no problem with taking over a thousand moves, but Huang Yaoshi was clearly trying to fight him, so it was naturally much more dangerous.

On this side, Yang Kang saw the four masters fighting again, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, led Wanyan Honglie to slowly move out. Seeing this, the seven monsters in Jiangnan hurriedly stepped forward to intercept him, but were blocked by him, Peng Lianhu, and Sha Tongtian.

Guo Jing didn't bother to see the duel between Shen Yuanjing and others, and then stepped forward. Ouyang Ke's eyes turned and he thought to himself: "This silly boy is the disciple of Chen, so he must not let him live a better life." He flipped his folding fan in his hand.

Although he lost the Xuan Iron Sword, the Five Mountains Divine Palm Technique was extraordinary and he stepped forward to the enemy. After more than ten moves, the two of them were evenly matched. Ouyang Ke was very upset and thought to himself: "This kid just cleaned up the goods half a year ago. I don't know what magic pills he took, but now he can compete with me."

Both sides were evenly matched, and Huang Rong was about to come forward to help, but when a figure flashed, Mei Chaofeng came to her and said, "Master has told her, don't do it."

Huang Rong was angry and stabbed the sword in her hand in her chest. Mei Chaofeng listened to the sound and could tell the position. He avoided a move, but did not fight back, and chopped it randomly as if she let her vent. Her sword moves were exquisite, but she was not hard enough to make her less skillful. Therefore, she could not escape the entanglement of her opponent.

Wanyan Honglie ran out first, then Yang Kang, Peng Lianhu and others fled one after another. The seven monsters in Jiangnan chased each other and disappeared soon.

The few people who left took the torches and the room became dark again. Qiu Qianren, who was hiding in the corner of the wall, dared to come out and quietly move out along the wall. When he arrived at the gate, he could escape from the sky.

Huang Rong was frustrated, abandoned her opponent and ran towards him. Mei Chaofeng only warned her to help Guo Jing, but ignored her.

Qiu Qianren was kicked back by her, rolled up, and immediately cried, "Go away, aunt, I will never dare to lie again."

Mei Chaofeng heard his voice and was furious. He stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder, saying, "Qiu Qianren, it turns out that it is you, the evil thief. Your rumor is that your master was killed by the seven sons of Quanzhen, which made me extremely sad. He went to Taohua Island to worship."

But she didn't say anything later. If she hadn't been deceived, she wouldn't have happened to meet her master on the way to Taohua Island. Don't catch her.

Huang Rong took this opportunity to close her eyes and rushed into the duel between Shen Yuanjing and Huang Yaoshi. The two were shocked. Fortunately, their merits and fortunes were involved, and they each took two steps back and stopped, but they didn't even touch her at all.

Huang Yaoshi was furious and pulled her up to raise her hand, and was about to slap her. Huang Rong tilted her head and turned her face up. He looked at his daughter's stubborn appearance and felt soft-hearted and couldn't slap her. He could only wave his hand and scolded, "It's just nonsense. If you can't hold it in a while, can you still have your life?"

Huang Rong didn't say anything, tears gushing out like a spring. Even Shen Yuanjing couldn't see it aside, and said softly: "Rong'er, don't be sad."

Huang Yaoshi felt distressed when he saw it, and his anger surged. He suddenly flashed in front of Qiu Qianren, and slapped him in the face several times, making his eyes appear red and swollen, and then he said, "Get out quickly! When I choose the day, I will kiss the Iron Palm Peak and send funerals for you."

Qiu Qianren crawled out of the threshold and left in a flash.
Chapter completed!