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When Kun Xie said such a thing in person, it was clear that it was not just to despise Zhao Chiying or to anger her, but to see that she had internal injuries and could not match herself.
The sharpness of the other's eyes really responded to what Shen Yan said earlier.
Zhao Chiying's heart sank a little, but his face did not show his voice: "It turned out that King Turk Zuo Xian came to drive, and the apostles joined with Ruan Hailou from Dongzhou to collude with me to send the renegade Lu Feng to kill the disciples of Bixia Sect. I do not know what Zuo Xianwang explained? "
Kun Xie chuckled: "Pu Anmi was invited by your elders to come up to the mountain as a guest. Who knew that it wasn't the wine and food that waited for him, but the knives, swords and halberds of your disciples. Now he is dead or alive. I am a master. I don't know yet, how can Master Zhao explain to me? "
This is purely irrational. If Kun Xie hadn't agreed with his apprentice to come over to sit in for the benefit of the fisherman, how would he know that Pu Anmi was trapped here?
There was anger on everyone's face.
Pu Anmi was imprisoned. Zhao Chiying did not kill him, but he could not just let him go. Otherwise, Bixiazong's submission to the Turks passed out. In the future, it will be difficult to establish a foothold in the rivers and lakes, not to mention the disciples' debts. They also need Pu Anmi. To repay.
Zhao Chiying said lightly: "You and I know what the apostle did. It is useless for King Zuo Xian to argue here. If Bixia Zong is still there, he will not allow you to take Pu Anmi."
Kun Xie laughed when he heard a big joke: "Zhao Chiying, I see that there are less than ten disciples behind you. You Bixiazong has already survived in name. What kind of confidence do you have to say this, today I If I kill you, where in the world will there be Bixia Sect! "
"You can kill people, but you can't kill people."
How familiar this sound was, Kun Xie couldn't help but frowned, turned his head to look, and saw a man approaching with a sword.
That face was so familiar that Kun Xie would never forget it.
Because he once fought with this man on Banbufeng.
That battle attracted worldwide attention, and he became famous in the Central Plains.
The person in front of him, however, lost his fame and lost all his martial arts, and fortunately returned a life, but at most he could only survive for the rest of his life.
"Shen, Yun." Kun Xie came out of the name between his teeth, with complex emotions that he could not even explain.
"Don't come without fear, Kun Xie."
Shen Zheng nodded at him, as if at the half-step peak that day. It was only at that time that Shen Xun was a master and a figure admired by the world.
Nowadays, time and time have changed, and the positions of the two have changed dramatically. Kun Xie is no longer Kun Xun of the day, and Shen Xuan is not the same day as Xuandu Shan.
But how could he be so calm?
When the two sides saw each other, Kun Xie had already looked at Shen Yang's appearance again and again, but he could not find any bitterness or pain in it.
Shen Ye is still Shen Ye, he has hardly changed.
Do not!
Still there.
Kun Xie suddenly said: "Shen Zhangjiao, ah no, I can't call you a palm teacher, Shen Dao is long, but you were injured when the sunset cliff? The eyes don't seem to be very good."
Shen Yun: "Yes, but the eyes have nothing to do with falling cliffs, but because of meeting each other, why shouldn't you be clearer than me?"
Kun Xie shook his head: "To blame, you should blame your master Yu Yu, it is the poison he gave you, not me. I will fight with you, and I will fight against you. I've seen it, and I haven't done any harm with a dark arrow. "
He looked at the sword in Shen Yun's hand and laughed: "You are unwilling to fail, so are you waiting for me here, or do you want to help Bixiazong's people?"
Shen Ye said: "The past is now a thing of the past, and the past can't be traced. Today Shen Ye is waiting here, but for a fight, I wonder if you dare to fight?"
He slowly withdrew the sword, the blade pointed downward, trembling slightly, and a dazzling wave of Zebo appeared in the sun.
Kun Xie took the lightness slowly, his face became extremely serious.
He also pulled out the knife on his back.
This battle will come sooner or later.
Kun Xie even faintly detected his excitement from his bones. Although he won Shen Yan last time, deep down in his heart, he did not try to meet him horizontally. He always felt that his victory was not comfortable.
And this time, he wanted to convince Shen Min to take it orally!
Chapter 51
No one at Bixiazong had expected this battle to be so fierce.
After all, Kun Xie is a generation of masters and a disciple of Fox Deer. The latter was the one who was able to tie with Qi Fengge at that time. Such an opponent is not easy to pass.
Shen Ye has lost one time, and his heart must leave a shadow. In the second time, he wants to win. It is more difficult to win than the first time, because he must not only defeat the enemy, but also defeat himself.
If the disciples of Bixia Sect were worried, when they saw the head next to them, they always felt at ease, and thought that even if Shen Xuan lost, there was still a head who could go to war. Only Yue Kunchi knew very well that Zhao Chiying was forced to break through because Martial arts is damaged. If Shen Ye loses this battle and meets Bixia Sect, it will be the fate of being slaughtered by anyone.
Can Shen Yun win?
He took an uneasy heart and put his whole heart back into watching the showdown.
Kun Xie's martial arts approach was wide, masculine and domineering martial arts approach, one shot down, the tigers breathed the wind, and the momentum of the mountain was shaking, the knife gas split on the ground, watching the crowd only felt that the ground was also shaking, ears The buzzing sounds are the sound of stabbing air, sharp and unbearable, and people who are almost rooted in martial arts can't help covering their ears.
However, if it is considered that Kun Xie's meritorious deeds are not good, it is really wrong.
The two hit the cliff from the flat all the way, and directly hanged on the cut wall to fight fiercely. The rubble was splashing, and it was dazzling. Compared with Kun Xie's hegemony, Shen Yu's shot was too gentle. The sword was like him. It is mellow and long, it looks like cheeks are blooming, and Liu Chunfeng is rubbed. It is clear and airy, like a Taoist, but it may lose its aggressive sharpness.
However, when the two had fought over a hundred moves, and Shen Ye was still in the wind, the talents who had been worried about Shen Ye found that it was not the case at all. If Kun Xie ’s sword is rolling and unstoppable, it is so heavy. At first, although the sword momentum was trickle, not eye-catching, and even controlled by the knife pressure, it was endless and uninterrupted, and gradually changed from quiet to magnificent. The rivers flowed into the sea, the sea surged, and everything could be accommodated.
Kun Xie grew more and more shocked.
At half-step peak, he could only use the eight-fold sword, but now it is nine-fold. He uses the sword to achieve a higher level. Not to mention Shen, whose skill is greatly reduced, even if he is not injured before, he is confident that The power of war.
However, the opponent in front saw the weak and weak at first glance, and the bottom of the water was visible at a glance. But when he put his hand in, he found that he could not feel the bottom anyway.
This puddle of water is actually a deep pool!
Tiankuohongying, Xuandushan is like its name. Changhong leaps into the blue sky. It is as light as nothing and walks freely. Mountains and rivers with the sword of sadness leave a trace of white sword on the wall, looking at the painting and painting freehand, Swing freely, on closer inspection, the hard stone wall is marked with deep sword air marks. If these marks appear on a person, the person is afraid that he has already seen bones and blood.
Looking at it from a distance, the sword lights and swords intersect, and the tyrannical sword has not taken half the advantage.
Yue Kunchi breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and asked Zhao Chiying: "Sister, I think Shen Daochang should win this time?"
However, Zhao Chiying shook his head: "It's not that simple. You find that it hasn't. Kun Xie has developed a ninefold sword. In fact, it is equivalent to the peak of swordsmanship. In the end, the heavy weight is truly domineering. With one stroke, it will be full of shadows. But he only came out once, the time Shen Dao could hardly resist. "
Yue Kunchi couldn't help but whispered, his heart raised again: "Is he consuming the strength of Shen Daochang?"
Zhao Chiying: "Yes, in terms of internal forces, Shen Daochang can't compare with Kun Xie today. The longer he fights, the more disadvantageous is Shen Daochang."
Yue Kunchi was a little anxious: "How is that good, Shen Daochang Mo Fei did not find this, so let Kun Xie succeed?"
Zhao Chiying didn't speak, she naturally didn't believe that Shen Yan didn't see it, but she couldn't guess how Shen Yan planned.
Shen Zheng is actually testing.
He was testing his own bottom line.
Since "Zhu Yangce" has the effect of rebuilding the foundation and forging the bones and bones, it combines the strengths of the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and its internal strength also has the characteristics of the three schools.
Taoism pays attention to the goodness of the water, and if it does not compete, this is in line with his original Kendo, and it is in the same vein, so there is no obstacle to it.
The Buddhists are solemn and solemn, with both the anger of King Kong's eyes and the kindness of Buddha's low eyebrows. This is a more mysterious depiction. It is incorporated into the true spirit in Zhu Yangce, and is just as soft as Tao. Rigid and flexible, compatible with each other, helps its sword to be soft and flexible, and swims smoothly between the creek stream and the raging waves.
The style of Confucianism is more complicated, but when Tao Hongjing wrote "Zhu Yangce", he adopted the characteristics of Confucian kindness and tolerance, mediated the strengths of each family, compatible and inclusive, so that when the trainees were exhausted, there would be a steady stream of Dantian. Give birth to a new spirit, like dead wood in spring, come back to life.