Chapter 431: Fists suppress string sounds
Faced with the desperate attack of the Tang army, even Ye Qing showed a trace of shock at this moment.
She used her extremely fast movement skills to constantly change positions in mid-air, and then enveloped the Tang army with countless invisible sword energy. But Tang Jun was like a tireless and fearless bull, just running rampant and punching Ye Qing one after another.
The two sides suddenly fought hundreds of moves in mid-air. Almost all of them were passively beaten by Tang Jun. At this moment, there was not a single piece of good flesh on his body.
Even Liang Yan, a junior fellow student with whom he had no close friendship, couldn't help but feel unbearable and secretly felt compassion.
"If we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid that even if Senior Brother Tang doesn't die, the foundation of his physical body will be damaged."
He glanced at Yu Xuanji on the martial arts viewing platform, and secretly wondered in his heart: "Why are you still here, master?" Don't you want to stop the fight? "
In fact, Liang Yan doesn't know. Yu Xuanji knows his apprentice better than him. This person will go all the way to the end. Since he is determined to try his best, he will never do it. give up halfway. If I admit defeat on his behalf at this time, I am afraid that this disciple will lose his Taoist heart and will be unable to make any progress in the future.
Liang Yan and others were secretly worried. Ye Qing, who was in mid-air, was also shocked. She used the "Wind Spirit Divine Movement" taught by her master to avoid Tang Jun's close attacks many times. But at this point in the battle, Tang Jun had gradually figured out the rules of his movements.
The flaw in the next few dodges was discovered by Tang Jun, and gradually he could no longer distance himself from this physical practitioner.
"How can this person still persist? Even if he is a physical practitioner, he should have been killed long ago after receiving so many invisible sword energy from me!"
Ye Qing's heart shuddered slightly, she Since her training, very few monks of the same level have been able to fight her with more than a hundred moves, and Tang Jun is the only one who can withstand so many sword energy approaching her.
Faced with Tang Jun's lose-lose style, Ye Qing suddenly panicked. She just dodged Tang Jun's punch, and the next moment she shifted her body, only to find that Tang Jun had reached her side earlier. .
"Fellow Daoist Ye, you can't run away!"
At this moment, the blood had blurred Tang Jun's face, but he just grinned, stretched out a big hand and pressed it on Ye Qing's strings. superior.
Ye Qing's heart was pounding, and she wanted to play a few more notes, but found that it was like a huge stone weighing on the strings, and she couldn't play any more.
Tang Jun pressed one hand on Ye Qing's strings, but stopped in front of Ye Qing's face with the other hand, and said with a smile: "Ye Daoyou, you lost!"
Ye Qing stared at the bloody man in front of her, her eyes crossed His fist fell on his blood-stained face, and he unexpectedly asked: "Is she more important than your life?"
Tang Jun grinned and said nothing. Suddenly, as soon as his eyelids closed, he actually fell from mid-air.
There was an exclamation from the crowd, but it was the woman named Zhou Yun, but Yan Weixian was right next to her, so she did not dare to go on stage without permission.
Liang Yan stood beside the martial arts viewing platform and suddenly felt a breeze blowing by. Before he could even blink, he found that Yu Xuanji on the martial arts viewing platform beside him had disappeared. When he looked back, Yu Xuanji had already flown back from mid-air carrying his disciple.
This half-hundred-year-old man, the peak master of Guanyu Peak, threw his disciple to Mei Shisan and said lightly: "What a stone, smelly and hard!"
Mei Shisan naturally knew that the master was talking about Tang Jun's stubborn temper, so she did not dare to answer the question. She just ordered her junior brothers and sisters to carry the seriously injured senior brother down for treatment.
Tang Jun and Ye Qing had a duel. Although Tang Jun won in the end, he himself was unable to fight due to serious injuries. Under the competition rules of five players from each side, this game was actually a draw. . Yu Xuanji did not expect that the opponent would be so strong. He originally valued the two disciples Tang Jun and Xiang Tianying very much. He felt that although the opponent had three late-stage foundation builders, they were not without the capital to fight.
But now it seems that the situation is not optimistic.
"Yan Weixian, an old fox, also said that these are the disciples he trained, huh! These are obviously borrowed from other disciples of Qianyuan Holy Palace!"
Yu Xuanji felt cold in his heart. With a snort, after Ye Qing reported her family status, everyone already knew about this matter. Yu Xuanji was also secretly thinking about whether to go to other peaks to borrow one or two late-stage Foundation Establishment disciples to help him.
Just as he was thinking secretly in his heart, someone from Yan Weixian's side had already jumped onto the martial arts stage.
This man carries a long sword on his back and behaves freely, but there is an unruly air in his eyes.
He didn't look at Yu Xuanji's disciples at all, he just raised his hands towards Yu Xuanji on the martial arts viewing platform and said: "I'm under Yuan Taiji, and I'm here to challenge the disciples of Senior Yu. All fellow Taoists of the same rank in the field, No matter who you are, as long as you can do it in Yuan After thirty moves with the sword, Yuan immediately abandoned the sword and walked away! "What a crazy tone!" There were many disciples from other peaks watching the battle, and they heard Yuan Taiji's provocation. They couldn't help but whisper.
Some people couldn't help shouting: "This person is so arrogant, does he really think that our Yungang Sect has no one?"
The person who shouted is just a Qi refining period, but He felt that no matter what, he could not lose the sect's momentum, so he raised his spirits and shouted loudly. Someone nearby immediately echoed, and someone else shouted: "Teach this boy who doesn't know the heights of the world a good lesson!"
Yu Xuanji frowned slightly. He was considering whether to let Xiang Tianying play now or not. I went to ask for a helper, and suddenly I saw a person on my side jumping onto the martial arts stage.
The person who came on stage was in his early twenties, dressed in gray clothes, and it turned out to be his seventeenth disciple, Liang Yan.
"These little bastards have rebelled against each other. Tang Jun is like this, and Liang Yan is like this. He went on the stage without my permission! He also went up to make mischief in the middle of foundation building!" Yu Xuanji was furious in his heart. road.
Liang Yan did not have the consciousness to "fight without permission". Instead, he stood on the field and said with a "shy" smile:
"This fellow Yuan Daoist made a strange request. He actually wanted to learn from it. Thirty tricks are so many! But since you sincerely ask for advice, Then Liang will reluctantly give you thirty moves. Fellow Taoist Yuan, don’t worry, thirty moves are thirty moves, not even one move will be missing!”
As soon as Liang Yan finished speaking, Yuan was attracted. Tai Chi's eyes were filled with fierce light, and even the corners of his mouth were distorted.
"Things that don't know the heights of the sky will die!"
Yuan Taiji shouted, and the sword skills in his hands suddenly rose.
Zheng!
With a melodious sword cry, the long sword behind him unsheathed and soared into the air, like an arrogant wind, it instantly pounced on Liang Yan's head.
"Hey, is this the "Qi Feng Sword Sutra"? It's just mediocre!"
Liang Yan sneered, and a purple thunderbolt rushed out from the storage bag. Like a thunder dragon entering the sea, it plunged directly into the strong wind in mid-air!
(End of this chapter)