Comprehensive Wushu: Starting from the Great Perfection of Wedding Dress Magic

"What is the origin of this Jiang Shaoxia, how can this be the top swordsmanship that has been lost on the rivers and lakes. "

Song Yuanqiao watched Jiang Lan's great display of might, and abolished Yu Canghai and the three of them with one move, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Just now, Lao Dao noticed that the strong suit worn by Jiang Shaoxia was owned by the Longmen Dart Bureau, and he also admitted that he was a dart walker, so it seemed that it should be a good Longmen Dart Bureau. "

Chong Xudao on the side stroked his three locks of long hair and said guessingly.

"This Dugu Nine Swords was a few decades ago, and Lao Dao was also fortunate to see Huashan's Feng Qingyang predecessors, and now goodbye, dozens of years have passed leisurely, and it is really embarrassing. "

"Senior Brother Chongxu, we are all old, there are talents from all generations of the country, and each has been leading the way for hundreds of years! "

Chong smiled falsely, "Senior Brother Mu's eyes are like torches, this Jiang Shaoxia is indeed a brilliant young hero, today's battle will definitely be famous all over the world."

In the field, as the people around him continued to coax, He Taichong of the Kunlun faction couldn't hold his face, took a few steps forward and hugged his fist, and said quietly.

"Jiang Shaoxia has such extraordinary strength at a young age, and he is the long-lost Dugu Nine Swords, and he will definitely be a heroic hero in the future.

Now that I think about what happened just now, I was clumsy, and I didn't see that the young man was not an ordinary person.

But that's right, if Jiang Shaoxia wasn't very confident in his own strength, how could he compete with me and others?"

Speaking of this, He Taichong slowly pulled out his sword and said.

"No matter what the result is today, Jiang Shaoxia will eventually become famous all over the world, but this courage to challenge the major factions alone is enough to be proud of most of the young new generation in the world. "

"Kunlun, He Taichong leads Jiang Shaoxia's tricks!".

The corners of Jiang Lan's mouth twitched when he heard this, it seemed that He Taichong admired him very much, but everything in his words revealed that he wanted to step on the current leader to achieve his ultimate goal of becoming famous.

Good guy, you old boy, you haven't made a move yet, as soon as you come up, you will be yin and yang, and you will give yourself a mouth cannon output, which is really punishable.

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the predecessor of He Zudao is the Kunlun Three Sages, I don't know how much Mr. Tieqin has learned, and he has not even learned the Dugu Nine Swords for more than a month, but he still wants to see the Kunlun swordsmanship of his predecessors!".

Hearing this, He Taichong's face turned cold, and he secretly said in his heart, this kid surnamed Jiang deliberately said that it didn't take him a month to learn the Dugu Nine Swords, isn't this clearly saying, I He Taichong has practiced Kunlun swordsmanship for decades, and I am not as good as him?

It's too much of a deception!

It's really too deceitful!

"The surname Jiang, you are so arrogant, dare not put my Kunlun swordsmanship in your eyes!".

"I'm afraid Mr. Tieqin is thinking too much, and it is true in the next sentence, where does it mean to look down on Kunlun swordsmanship?"

Mrs. He was angry and said angrily.

"Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that I sent the patriarch He Zudao and Wudang Zhang Zhenren to have a relationship, and you re-mentioned this matter in Wudang in front of the world's heroes at this time, not to look down on me What Kunlun is!!".

"Origin?" Jiang Lan was obviously stunned when he heard this, and then thought of something, "Mr. Tieqin shouldn't be talking about defeating He Zudao decades ago, when Zhang Zhenren was still a child?"

"Bastard!!".

He Taichong's forehead was bruised and bulging, and he shouted angrily.

Kunlun sent He Zudao to set foot in Middle-earth decades ago, and went to Shaolin Temple to help people bring a word, which was in oil.

I didn't want to meet Master Jueyuan, and finally I was defeated by Zhang Junbao, who was still a child, and vowed that I would never step into the hinterland of the Central Plains.

Until his death, he regarded this incident as the greatest shame in his life.

At this moment, whether Jiang Lan was intentional or unintentional, in front of the world's heroes and He Taichong on Wudang Mountain, it was simply a provocation by Chiguoguo to mention the name He Zudao.

"The surname Jiang, Hugh wants to take advantage of his tongue, let's see the real chapter under our hands!".

As he spoke, He Taichong shook the sword in his hand and stabbed directly at Jiang Lan, which showed that he was extremely angry at the moment and no longer wanted to continue to argue with the other party.

The surrounding heroes and the elders of Wudang all looked at each other, and secretly sighed in their hearts that they didn't hit people in the face, and they didn't expose their shortcomings when they scolded people, this kid surnamed Jiang obviously did it on purpose, and it was too bad.

In the face of an opponent with sharp teeth and high martial arts, sometimes he is really helpless.

He Taichong is like this.

He is a bloody Jianghu man, but he is more greedy for the current glory and wealth.

If it weren't for Jiang Lan humiliating in front of everyone, he wouldn't want to compete.

Because once you lose, it will be a stain for a lifetime and can never be washed away.

But the words are in a hurry, and the things are in a hurry, and now it is impossible to reach this point.

He Taichong sometimes wonders what kind of madness he has smoked, is it not good to stay in Kunlun and enjoy happiness, he has to come to Wudang to join in the fun.

Maybe he wanted too much, and he actually got the idea of a dragon slaying knife.

In an instant, the "Tiangang Returning Vitality" in He Taichong's body was running rapidly, and the Kunlun Liangyi swordsmanship was like Tai Chi Hengsheng, and it was even more like a blue and white arc surrounding.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

He Taichong's Kunlun Liangyi swordsmanship is naturally very exciting, but he delusionally wanted to take down Jiang Lan with one move, but he was wrong.

Just when everyone was cheering, Jiang Lan shook the sword in his hand, and his figure flashed strangely, and he disappeared in place.

The next moment, at the top of He Taichong's head, Jiang Lan pointed out with a sword.

Hum-

In an instant, the sound of cascading swords was endless, filling the entire Zixiao Palace hall.

Breaking Sword Style!

He Taichong's eyes only felt that a bright light suddenly appeared above his eyes, and then the incomparable sword qi directly enveloped him.

Fast.

It's just too fast.

Almost the moment He Tai rushed out, Jiang Lan had already arrived in front of him, and then pointed out with a sword.

The majestic sword qi was already close at hand, so fast that He Taichong couldn't dodge it at all.

Ding——

He Taichong could only be in a hurry, and the sharp sword in his hand changed and blocked his forehead.

The two swords intersected, and suddenly a scorching huge force came through the sharp sword, and He Taichong directly let out a miserable scream, and his body staggered backwards.

And the sword in his hand couldn't bear such a huge force, and at the moment when the two swords intersected, it was directly broken into two, and the broken section of the tip of the sword cut through his bundle of hair, and then fell to the ground with a "bang".

He Taichong stabilized his backward figure, only to feel that his arms were numb, there were a few cracked blood marks on the tiger's mouth in his right hand, and the true qi in his body was like turning over the river and the sea, and his heart was unsettled, and he was extremely uncomfortable and dizzy.

"Amitabha, Mr. Tieqin, are you alright?"

Master Kongwen stepped forward and stretched out his old palm, which slowly rested on He Taichong's shoulder.

Suddenly, a gentle internal force swam through his eight veins, and He Taichong, who was still tumbling with qi and blood, suddenly his face eased and he felt much better.

"Thank you, Master Kongwen. "