Chapter 297 Hengshan Ceremony

"Look at the knife!" Although he has had dozens of moves with Luo Yuchen, Tian Boguang subconsciously shouted when he immediately hit him with a knife. When Luo Yuchen heard this, he shook his head slightly. "Oh, Tian Boguang, your heart is not strong. You are more than fierce and decisive. There are still so many distractions when you put out the knife. No wonder you haven't been in the room..."

In the voice, Luo Yuchen's sword move suddenly changed again, from the previous strange movement to simple and clumsy. It seemed that he did not hold a sword, but slowly pushed forward like holding a mountain peak. Tian Boguang's eyes flashed, and before he could change his moves, the two swords bumped into each other with a bang. In the wind, Tian Boguang had no resistance at all. He directly spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards!

The next moment, I saw a flash of a figure. The monk who stood far away had appeared in front of Luo Yuchen and reached out to hold Tian Boguang. The strong internal force turned around Tian Boguang's body, and the monk was relieved to know that Tian Boguang had not been hurt.

And that's the truth. Tian Boguang quickly stood up by himself. As soon as he reached out and wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, he held his fist at Luo Yuchen and shouted, "Thank you for your mercy. Tian Boguang is affectionate. I will definitely find a chance to pay you back in the future!" With that, he reached out his hand, picked up his long knife, and turned around without looking back. The monk Fujie knew that Tian Boguang should have some feelings and was eager to find a place to retreat and digest, so he didn't care about him.

"I didn't expect the big monk to look away today. Your Excellency is so young that he is already an innate master! Well, well, well, I haven't met an opponent for a long time. You can have a good time today!" With that, he didn't quit the monk and didn't take weapons, and directly waved a pair of big hands and rushed up!

At the beginning, Luo Yuchen was not willing to take advantage of him. When he made a move, he deliberately deflected the blood shadow sword and only used the sword body to slap the monk's palms. However, the sword body collided with the big hand, making a sound like gold and iron. Moreover, the scattered palm wind blew, which made Luo Yuchen's face hurt.

Luo Yuchen's heart was immediately stunned. He knew that the big monk who was not very tuned was also a master of palmism. This pair of flesh palms was almost the same as "iron palm floating on the water" Qiu Qianran. At present, Luo Yuchen did not dare to hold it up any more. He quickly unfolded all the power of the swordsmanship and concentrated on this. It seems to be a bold, but in fact the shrewd monk is entangled...

"Okay, happy, happy!" After dozens of rounds of battle, the monk suddenly smiled. Under the shock of his true spirit, his arms and sleeves were broken in an instant. Then he saw his palm fly, and the endless shadow flashed. The hundreds of fragments of sleeves were stimulated by the majestic true spirit of the big monk, as if they had come back to life, countless flowers and butterflies, from four Luo Yuchen rushed over in the eighth direction!

"Good!" Luo Yuchen's expression did not move, and his hands moved in unison. The five fingers of his left hand and the blood shadow sword of his right hand shot the sword at the same time. He staggered through the sky and immediately heard a soft sound, and the hundreds of pieces of sleeves immediately turned into more finer fragments and flew out. In this short moment, the monk Fujie suddenly started his body and grabbed Luo Yuchen in front of him. Like fine steel, his bronze-colored arms went straight up and down, and the wind and rain hit Luo Yuchen!

Luo Yuchen did not show weakness. He continued to use the six-vein sword in his left hand, controlling the sword spirit from the side, and fiercely attacking the key points and acupuncture points behind him on the side of the monk, while the right blood shadow sword lit up, and the sharp sword light was stimulated little by little. Come on, there is a pair of refined steel arms and unparalleled flesh palms of the monk.

However, the monk who didn't quit was not stunned and didn't know anything. When Luo Yuchen's sword light was fully stimulated, he was very careful to let the blade of the blood shadow sword, and he did not dare to shake it with the sword light with his own body! However, such a change is almost self-binding. As Luo Yuchen's swordsmanship becomes more and more exquisite and dense, the space left for the monk to toss and turn is smaller. As soon as he sweeps away the previous smoothness, the stuffy color on the face of the monk also becomes stronger little by little...

"Ha!" Finally, the patience of the monk was consumed. He put his hands together, and the true energy all over his body gathered in front of him, forming a thick wall of qi. Then, he was so unreasonable and hit him forward with a continuous sword move! Luo Yuchen's eyes flashed, and a trace of hesitation flashed on his face. He still gently took a step to the side. Ling Bo unfolded slightly and retreated more than ten feet away in an instant: "Don't warn the monk, how about today's battle, even if it's a draw?"

"Good! You don't want to take my life, and the great monk doesn't want to fight with life and death for no reason. That's it!" The monk was also very free and easy-going. After agreeing, he simply dissipated the thick body protection. His backhand was under the right rib, and he clicked a few times near his back. Several shallow sword marks on his back immediately stopped bleeding.

This is the last moment just now. When the monk gathered all the true spirit in front of him, Luo Yuchen's sword spirit detoured and left a memorial for him. Of course, it was the skill of these swordsmanship that made Luo Yuchen finally determine that the great monk must have practiced some kind of amazing body refining kung fu.

Although his sword is sharp, after breaking through the thick body protection, it is not likely to seriously injure the monk. At that time, the distance between the two has been pulled to the nearest level, and his swordsmanship is not so easy to use - and it is more likely to happen, that is, to put down the blood shadow. Sword, compete with the monk who doesn't quit...

As we all know, in the battle of people in the world, the competition for internal power is the most dangerous and the most likely way to happen. If it is not a life-and-death struggle, no one is willing to use this means. Therefore, Luo Yuchen just hesitated for a moment, and then immediately chose to withdraw from the battle...

"Okay, don't quit the monk, and everyone, I'm disturbed by the lower class. Let's say goodbye. See you later!" With that, Luo Yuchen saluted the monk and Zu Qianqiu and others, and then put the sword into the sheath and went out first. Naturally, No. 1 and others followed closely. As for the five Zu Qianqiu, as early as when Luo Yuchen and Tian Boguang began to fight, No. 1 and others coincidentally intensified their offensive and quickly restrained their opponents with an absolute advantage, and then seized the time to look back at the battle.

Therefore, although Zu Qianqiu and others are all spitting fire with their eyes and gritting their teeth, they can only stand in place stiffly like a mud fetal puppet, watching Luo Yuchen and his party walk out of the Taoist temple and disappear...

"Haha, Zu Qianqiu, no tricks, you two cunning and ghosts also have today..." Not far away, the heartless laughter of the monk came out of the Taoist temple behind him. Hearing this, Luo Yuchen couldn't help smiling bitterly and shaking his head. And the team members were also inexplicably relaxed and no longer tightened their nerves: "Oh, is this the famous master in the world? It doesn't seem to matter. Don't we have any power to counter it at all? It's just a pity that I can't see the blood..."

After listening to No. 3's words, the smile on Luo Yuchen's face stiffened. When he turned his head, he saw that these team members were full of approval. He couldn't help snorting coldly, "Isn't it easy to see blood? You will see blood soon!" Before the words fell, a snow-white carrier pigeon rushed down from the sky and fell on Luo Yuchen's hand. Luo Yuchen smiled and said, "Just in time, the information of your next battle is coming..."

In a blink of an eye, February 16th had arrived. That morning, as soon as Linghu Chong got up, Mrs. Yu brought a few servants in and sent him a newly sewn black cloth robe. After bathing and changing clothes, Linghu Chong saw that in the whole school, each room was decorated with hanging lights and decorated with joy. Take a closer look, every detail is appropriate, and there is no omission.

Linghu rushed to see it. Naturally, he knew that the female brothers under the door must have consumed a lot of effort. At present, they were moved and ashamed. "The two teachers in Hengshan went to Shaolin for my personal affairs. I didn't expect to encounter something wrong in the Shaolin Temple. Speaking of which, I also have a great responsibility, but these brothers Instead of blaming me, they value me so much. If Linghu Chong can't avenge the three masters, it's really a vain..."

In the midst of joy, it will soon be an auspicious time. Seeing that the ceremony to take over the head is about to begin, or a congratulatory guest has not seen it. Not only the people of other sects, but also Luo Yuchen and others who have already agreed to have disappeared. Yi Qingyi and others are all looked at each other in constered. I don't know if they should make a word of persuasion. Comfort Linghu Chong. Unexpectedly, Linghu rushed down with a free smile and took the initiative to say, "Luo Wufeng is a trustworthy person. Since he said he would come back, he will definitely arrive on time. You don't have to worry..."

Before the voice fell, a loud shout came from the foot of the mountain. Yihe and others were happy first, but after hearing the shouting clearly, they looked at each other even more.

"Alin, Alin, your father looks at you. How are you? Arlene, your father is here!" The echo was endless. A bald monk bypassed the obstacles in front of him and appeared in everyone's sight. A moment later, a bald head appeared, and five strange-looking martial arts people turned out. It was the monk Bujie, Tian Boguang, and Zu Qianqiu and his party arrived...