Therefore, he avoided the other party's gaze, and Zhou Zhiruo said coldly: "Fang Lang, how dare you destroy my calligraphy and painting? You know how much this painting is worth, and it's priceless. Even if I sell it, I won’t be able to compensate for my calligraphy and painting.”

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhiruo turned to Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Renren Zhang, the problem with my calligraphy and painting is caused by you. Although it was given to you, it cannot be destroyed. If Master Zhang doesn't deal with it fairly, then I can't help it." .”

Yin Liting pointed at Zhou Zhiruo and said, "Master Zhou, it's obvious that you are hiding the mystery in the calligraphy and painting. It's fine if my master doesn't ask you for the crime of harming you. You still want to make trouble here. If you sincerely wish for your birthday, we welcome you. If not, please leave Wudang Mountain as soon as possible, we do not welcome you."

And Zhou Zhiruo sneered after hearing this and said: "Yin Liuxia, you have to have evidence for what you say. Only in this way can people be convinced. Otherwise, it's fine. As long as you leave a message and apologize to us in Emei in public, then we will go down the mountain immediately. .”

After hearing this, Yin Liting wanted to continue, but Zhang Sanfeng stopped him immediately. After that, he turned to Zhou Zhiruo and said with a smile, "Master Zhou, don't worry, I will give you an explanation about this calligraphy and painting."

At this time, Fang Lang waved his hand at Zhang Sanfeng. He turned to Zhou Zhiruo and said, "I broke your calligraphy and painting. If you have anything to do, just come to me. It has nothing to do with Zhang Zhenren."

Zhou Zhiruo sneered and said, "Master Fang is quite benevolent, well, as long as you can defeat my husband Song Qingshu, I will not pursue this matter of calligraphy and painting."

At this time, Xiao Zhao turned to Fang Lang and said, "My lord, I think Zhou Zhiruo is cunning, and she is afraid that she will think of some bad ideas, so you have to be careful."

Fang Lang said softly: "Xiao Zhao, don't worry, I know it well."

After finishing speaking, Fang Lang turned to Song Qingshu and said, "Senior Brother Song, let's fight."

Song Qingshu sighed and said: "You saved my life that day, I would like to thank you for your great kindness, but one yard counts for one yard. Today, I am on the side of the Emei faction, so I have to ask You seek justice."

Fang Lang said with a smile: "Song Shaoxia, please, let's compete with swords."

After finishing speaking, he quickly took out the Yitian Sword. He was going to use Zhang Sanfeng's fallen leaf sword technique to deal with him, and Song Qingshu also took out the long sword. Recently, he has been practicing the Nine Yin Manual, and after a long time In practice, he has completely infused the Qi of the Nine Yins into his swordsmanship.

I saw Song Qingshu say loudly: "I have accepted it."

After finishing speaking, his long sword slammed towards Fang Lang's body, and Fang Lang immediately blocked his sword. At the same time, he felt a chill in Song Qingshu's body, so he sighed secretly in his heart: "It's worthy of you!" He is someone who has practiced the Nine Yin Manual, his strength is really too strong."

After a few moves, Fang Lang and Song Qingshu fought dozens of moves in a row. After a while, Song Qingshu felt the subtlety of Fang Lang's swordsmanship. He thought, I remember that Fang Lang's swordsmanship is just Taiji sword Why is it that I haven't even seen his swordsmanship today? Is there any mystery in it?

Thinking about it, Fang Lang had already attacked him several times in a row. Although Song Qingshu's cold sword was extremely powerful, he still couldn't resist Fang Lang's swordsmanship. In the end, Song Qingshu's body flew a long distance.

Fang Lang immediately put away the Yitian Sword and said, "Song Shaoxia, I'm sorry."

During this period, Zhou Zhiruo had been paying attention to Fang Lang's sword, and she had already recognized it. This sword was no other sword, it was the Yitian Sword, the treasure of the Zhen School of the Emei School.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo sneered and said, "Master Fang, you are using the Yitian Sword of my Emei Sect, don't you think this kind of behavior is very shameful, even if you beat my Emei Sect, it will be nothing glorious. "

Fang Lang sneered after hearing this and said, "Yes, this Yitian Sword is indeed a thing of your Emei Sect, but it can only belong to the past. Now, it is my magic weapon and has nothing to do with your Emei Sect. "

Zhou Zhiruo said loudly after hearing this: "Fang Lang, you took something from my Emei sect. Today, I will take this sword back."

Fang Lang sneered and said, "If you want to get back my sword, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Zhou Zhiruo suddenly took out a whip, and after that, his whip hit Fang Lang's body, and Fang Lang grabbed the whip and said, "Master Zhou, I have learned your martial arts, if you want to If you fight with me in Wudang, I will let you lose one more time at most, and you will be ridiculed by the world if you make a fool of yourself in front of the heroes of the world."

After the words fell, Zhou Zhiruo also felt that what he said was justified, and her own reputation was small. If she slandered the reputation of the Emei Sect because of this, then she would become a sinner of the Emei Sect through the ages.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo immediately took back the whip and said, "Master Fang, for the sake of Master Zhang, I will not make things difficult for you today, but the Yitian Sword you are holding belongs to my Emei Sect. One day, I will I got it back."

Fang Lang cupped his fists towards Zhou Zhiruo and said, "Master Zhou, I will definitely wait for this day to come, and then I will have a good experience of master Zhou's peerless martial arts."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhiruo turned to the disciples behind her and said, "Let's go."

After speaking, they quickly left Wudang Mountain.

At this time, Fang Lang turned to Zhang Sanfeng, clasped his fists and said, "Sorry, I messed up your birthday banquet just now."

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hands again and again, and said, "Master Fang, don't say that, thanks to your discovery of the mechanism of calligraphy and painting just now, I was saved from plotting."

At this time, Song Yuanqiao clenched his fist tightly and said, "Song Qingshu, a bastard, is still thinking of harming people at this moment. I really wished I could kill him with one palm."

Yin

Li Ting said softly: "Senior Brother Song, none of us would have thought that Qing Shu would become like this. The main reason is that we didn't teach him well."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard and said: "Song Qingshu will kill himself for his many unrighteous deeds. He has misbehaved and will be punished by heaven in the future."

At this time, all the guests from the two factions stood up, and one of the heads said loudly: "I think this matter is over, let's continue to celebrate birthday."

The other guests said so, but Zhang Sanfeng ordered people to clean up the calligraphy and paintings on the ground, he turned to everyone and said: "Okay, let's continue with the birthday banquet." ..

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