The two men were fighting at a draw at this point. If they had called a halt at this time, both of them could have saved their lives. However, no one called a halt and the battle continued.

Hou Ying stood up, with no gun in his hand. Xu Lang went crazy and pulled out the gun on his shoulder. Immediately, blood surged from his shoulder, but he was even more ferocious. He held the gun in one hand and stared at Hou Ying with fierce eyes.

, approaching step by step.

Staring at Hou Ying with fierce eyes, Xu Lang suddenly laughed nervously, like a man-eating demon, and pierced Hou Ying with a spear like lightning. The tip of the spear reached his body, Hou Ying's face was neither sad nor happy, and his horse steps were tightened.

, his arms were wrapped around each other, actually using his arms as spears to use his spear skills. After all, Xu Lang was not good at using spears. The spear was entangled by Hou Ying's arms using the "Tangle" formula. Hou Ying took advantage of the situation and grabbed it. The two of them held their own.

The spear was thrown, Xu Lang's arm was weak, Hou Ying's chest was seriously injured, and his arms were difficult to close. For a moment, they were pulling together, making it difficult to determine the winner. Each of them secretly accumulated strength.

Everyone in the audience held their breath and watched the battle, with their hearts in their throats. Suddenly Hou Ying's waist moved, his arms sank and shook, and he stabbed with the force. After all, Xu Lang didn't understand the gun position. Although he reacted, it was

Unable to regain the momentum of the gun, the sharp tip of the gun's tail pierced into Xu Lang's chest and emerged from his back.

Xu Lang fell down, blood gushing from his chest, and his eyes stared at Hou Ying unwillingly.

Hou Ying pulled out his spear and raised it to the sky. Suddenly, the Mountain Guest Alliance gained momentum and roared loudly.

In the first game, Mountain Guest Alliance won.

The masters from the Mountain Guest Alliance jumped onto the ring and carefully carried Hou Ying down. The doctors from the Mountain Guest Alliance quickly provided emergency treatment and sent him to the Military General Hospital in an ambulance that had been prepared.

The battle was extremely brutal, the battle between two people was as suffocating as a thousand troops, and the viewers were all shocked.

The scene became quiet. For a moment, Dong Foshan, the president of the Buddhist Association, patted the armrest of the chair, and a person behind him jumped onto the ring. At the same time, a person from the Mountain Guest Alliance also jumped onto the ring.

The one who the Zun Buddha Association will fight is Lin Huo, the star-catching hand who is the leader of the seven guardians. Obviously, the Zun Buddha Association has the idea of ​​winning in this game. The one who the Mountain Guest Alliance will fight is the elder of the Chuan Gong Hall, the Zhenshan Pao Sun Zhenshan, who is proud of his unique skills.

Three Emperors Cannon Hammer.

The star-catching hand aimed at the cannon. As soon as the two entered the ring, they did not stop. After a moment, Lin Huo advanced quickly and slapped Sun Zhenshan on the shoulder. Sun Zhenshan took action with the cannon hammer, making two consecutive muffled sounds. Sun Zhenshan could not block it.

He was trapped, his defense was broken through from the front, his shoulder was shattered by the attack, and he collapsed on the ground.

What Lin Huo used turned out to be the unique skill of Li Shuwen, the top master of the Republic of China. He attacked hard without any obstruction, attacked Sun Zhenshan from the front, and severely damaged Sun Zhenshan with one move.

The winner was decided with one move, and the audience was in an uproar. The Buddha Association suddenly became more energetic, and the depression of the defeat in the first game was swept away. Everyone shouted Lin Huo's name loudly, and his voice was astonishing, and his momentum was unparalleled.

Nan Zhongdao was shocked. Lin Huo's strength was so terrifying. He might not be able to withstand even two attacks. Only the strongest among the four of them could match him. He couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart.

After winning with one move, Lin Huo got off the ring. The people from the Mountain Guest Alliance quickly carried Sun Zhenshan down and sent him for treatment. Needless to say, everyone already understood that with such a huge gap in strength, if Lin Huo hadn't kept his hand, Sun Zhenshan would have died.

undoubtedly.

The two battles ended in a draw, and the final battle was the one that decided the outcome.

The crowd fell silent and looked at the people closest to the two bosses in both camps. After a moment, Dong Foshan said a name: Fengqi.

Zhang Fengqi, nicknamed Zhan Feng, ranks third among the seven protectors of the Buddhist Association, is good at using the Eight-Zhan Sword, is a secret master of Wing Chun, and is the real core figure in the sect.

The contestant of the Mountain Guest Alliance is Invisible Sword Zhou Dingyun, a guest elder of the Mountain Guest Alliance. He studied in Wudang, is affiliated with the Chuan Gong Hall, and worships the Chuan Gong Hall. He rarely participates in the affairs of the alliance. He is a master who pursues the realm of martial arts.

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Sword duel, life and death, victory or defeat, one battle determines victory or defeat.

Zhang Fengqi's sword, just like his nickname, can cut even the wind. Zhou Dingyun's sword, just like his nickname, is so fast that you can't see it. When you see it, it's when the sword is on you.

There was almost no probing. After the two of them came on stage, their figures intertwined.

The sword cannot be seen, only the cold light is seen; the sword cannot be seen clearly, only the sound of the wind can be heard.

The sword light was vertical and horizontal, covering the two figures. The sword energy was fierce and there was no trace. After seven seconds and sixteen moves, blood flew up and one of them fell.

The one who fell was Zhang Fengqi, the Buddha Association lost, and the Eight-Zhan Sword was defeated by the Invisible Sword.

Dong Foshan's expression changed several times.

Zhang Fengqi was not dead, but Zhou Dingyun kept his hand. A sword pierced his shoulder blade instead of his heart just below. I wonder if he was repaying Lin Huo's kindness.

The winner was decided and the dust settled. Everyone in the Mountain Guest Alliance was overjoyed and shouted in unison: Mountain Guest Alliance, Mountain Guest Alliance~~~

Nan Zhongdao's expression was not very good. He did not expect Zhang Fengqi and Zhou Dingyun to be so strong. He was no match for either of them. He might not be able to withstand five moves under Zhou Dingyun. This Zhou Dingyun's Wudang swordsmanship has reached the level of perfection.

, the swordsmanship tends to be casual.

After losing the decisive battle, there must be an explanation for the murder. The leader of the Wing Chun Hall of the Buddha-Respecting Association jumped onto the ring, looked at Chen Sanzang, the leader of the Mountain Guest Alliance, and said loudly: "The Buddha-Respecting Association is convinced of the defeat.

The murderer Xu Lang has died in your hands, will the Buddha ask anything about this matter again?"

After saying that, he jumped down from the ring and everyone in the Buddha Hall retreated.

It is estimated that the Buddha Association has found a scapegoat long ago, but Xu Lang died in the battle, and even the scapegoat was spared, and the crime was directly placed on his head. The man was dead, and it was over once and for all. The Mountain Guest Alliance could no longer inquire, and there was no need to pursue it further.

The Mountain Guest Alliance started a war just to get a step up and save face. Now that the face is gained, it doesn't matter who it is. If they continue to entangle, they may not be able to get away with it. It is best for the Mountain Guest to end it here.

The result of the alliance.

Since the drastic changes, one of the most influential disputes in the southern martial arts world has come to an end. But no one knows whether the secret tide will subside. There are still three-foot waves when there is no fashion, not to mention the rivers and lakes that are full of storms after this drastic change. The next storm,

You never know when it will break out.

On the way back to the entrance of the hall, Nan Zhongdao thought a lot. When he returned to Dacheng Hall, he had already made up his mind and directly told the hall owner Yao Wentong that he would go out to practice and come back after his practice was successful.

Looking at Nan Zhongdao's firm eyes, Yao Wentong sighed. Only today did he realize his own shallowness. He was not qualified to compete with anyone on the stage. The position of the leader of Dacheng Hall made him ashamed.

"Go ahead and come back when you are strong enough." Yao Wentong patted Nan Zhongdao on the shoulder and said.

"Yes." Nodding, Nan Zhongdao walked out of Dacheng Hall without hesitation, looked back at the plaque on the door, and walked west.

After being separated from Chu Xiang, Leng Ruyue stayed in the ice and snow for half a month, eating raw meat, drinking snow water, and trekking over mountains and ridges every day until she was exhausted. She encountered hungry beasts several times and almost died in their mouths.

Fortunately, she didn't meet anyone. After all, there are very few crazy people like her in this ice and snow.

When Leng Ruyue returned to the place with signal and received the video from Nan Zhongdao, Leng Ruyue's face became ugly. It was the video of three competitions between the Buddhist Association and the Mountain Guest Alliance. After watching it, Leng Ruyue understood,

If she trains like this, it is impossible to defeat them. She can only kill wild beasts and bully people like her who have never practiced martial arts seriously.

Leng Ruyue thought for a long time, and returned to Wucheng two days later and came to Nanhua Villa. She had been here once, and several monks recognized her. She said, "I want to see your elders."

Leng Ruyue met the elder, the host of Nanhua Villa, Master Liaoyin.

"I want to learn martial arts, I want to become strong." Leng Ruyue replied.

"Okay." He put his hands together and said, without asking about cause and effect or reason.

Leng Ruyue began her days of studying martial arts at Nanhua Academy. Women were always given special treatment, especially beautiful women, even in temples. In this post-apocalyptic world where female animals are rare, women are a very rare thing.

Many people taught Leng Ruyue, many of whom were powerful. Leng Ruyue studied very hard because she knew that to keep up with that person's footsteps, ordinary efforts were not enough and required extreme effort. Many people have seen Leng Ruyue's efforts.

, her talent is also good, she is talented and willing to study hard. There are not many people like this, and there are many people who are willing to teach her. In Nanhua Villa, Leng Ruyue is like a fish in water.

The weather is getting colder and colder. The temperature in August is close to the lowest value. The Arctic cyclonic cold currents are moving south one after another. The food that can be hunted every time when going out is getting less and less. The food supply of Nanhua Villa is affected.

Standing in the windy and snowy courtyard, Leng Ruyue suddenly thought of Chu Xiang, the figure heading north, whether he would also slack off because of the severe cold weather. Leng Ruyue knew that the answer must be no, so she did not dare to stop

, continue your own practice.

On the sixteenth day of the seventh lunar month, which was the beginning of autumn in the past, the military government suddenly announced a major event: the first Southern Martial Arts Conference will be held in Wucheng on the Double Ninth Festival, and anyone can sign up to participate.

As soon as the news came out, there was an immediate uproar. Wucheng, which had lost its vitality due to the drop in temperature, became lively again. When they heard that there would be generous prizes in the martial arts, everyone became more motivated, and everyone was gearing up and preparing to do something big.

The lively atmosphere diluted the silence caused by the extreme cold. The people in Wucheng were in action and preparing for war. The various sects were even more vigorous, preparing to occupy a place in the martial arts conference, make a name for themselves, and take the opportunity to attract more masters and expand the area.

Check out the territory.

Knowing the news about the martial arts conference, Leng Ruyue practiced harder. She decided to sign up to participate. She wanted to prove to him that she was not a weakling.

Gongsun Qi was in the ghost city when he received the news. He has been here for almost a week. In addition to observing the space cracks every day, he sits quietly and practices. Since Chu Xiang absorbed the resentment here, the space cracks are slowly healing, although it is very difficult.

Slowly, but changing all the time.

Gongsun Qixin told Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng about the situation. Chu Xiang did not know whether he had received the message. Shi Wuzheng sent him a message back, telling Gongsun Qi that he was in Guicheng. All the disciples in the sect had been transferred to Guicheng and sent a message to locate Gongsun.

start.

The situation here was clear. There was nothing to do. He was alone and could come and go as he pleased. Gongsun Qi decided to go see Shi Wuzheng and rushed to Guicheng in the wind and snow.

When he arrived in Guicheng, Gongsun Qi found the location of Shi Wuzheng according to his location. This is a community located at the foot of the mountain, with a mountain behind and a river. There are big trees in the yard, which are still green under the snow cover.

Someone was practicing martial arts in the courtyard. A handsome young man with a Taoist bun and a Taoist robe was teaching a dozen young people to practice swordsmanship. The dancing wind and snow added a sense of solemnity.

"Who is here? What's the matter?" Before Gongsun Qi stepped through the gate of the community, the young man who taught swordsman stared at Gongsun Qi.

"Gongsun Qi of the Sa family, come to see Shi Wuzheng." Gongsun Qi said, cupping his fists.

A disciple went to report. The young man's eyes seemed to be looking at Gongsun Qi, and a wisp of breath faintly locked onto Gongsun Qi.

After a while, the disciple who reported the news came back and said something to the young man. The young man nodded slightly, dispersed the aura that was locked on Gongsun Qi, and saluted: "Please."

Gongsun Qi nodded slightly. Although the young man was rude, he locked onto his aura as soon as he came. Gongsun Qi didn't care, but admired this young man. In this world, only by being cautious can you live long.

The disciple who reported the news took Gongsun Qi to see Shi Wuzheng. When Gongsun Qi passed by the young man, the young man's pupils shrank and his whole body was condensed with sword intent.

After Gongsun Qi left, the young man said to everyone practicing swords: "What do you think of that man just now?"

Everyone talked a lot and expressed their opinions one after another.

When Gongsun Qi saw Shi Wuzheng, Shi Wuzheng was making dumplings with his disciples. He didn't know where he got the flour, and he was standing at the door of the kitchen waiting for Gongsun Qi.

"It seems that I am in good luck." Gongsun Qi said with a smile, shaking off the snowflakes on his body.

"You're pretty good at choosing a day." Shi Wuzheng said with a smile.

"Of course, I chose an auspicious day to go out." Gongsun Qi laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to do this."

"You can't do anything. With skill, it's not that difficult." Shi Wuzheng said with a smile.

"That's right, come on, the Sa family can't eat your dumplings for free, let me make some." Taking off his military uniform, Gongsun Qi washed his hands and stepped forward to help.

Shi Wuzheng asked several disciples to salute Gongsun Qi. Several young disciples bowed and saluted, shouting: "Hello, Senior Gongsun."

"Hello, hello. The Sa family is not used to these red tapes. Please don't do this in the future, otherwise I will run away." Gongsun Qi said with a smile and returned the half salute.

Hearing what Gongsun Qi said was interesting, several disciples laughed and became no longer reserved.

Gongsun Qi's skill in making dumplings was surprisingly good. He made the dumplings quickly and beautifully. Shi Wuzheng's disciples asked him for tips one after another.

After making dumplings for a while, Gongsun Qi said to Shi Wuzheng: "When I first came here, I must be busy with a lot of things. If you need any help, just ask. The Sa family is very busy now."

"There's nothing to be busy with. Everything is ready-made and you can just use it. It's just that it's difficult to eat. I just came here and don't have much food reserves. This winter is a bit sad." Shi Wuzheng said, his brows tightening.
Chapter completed!