The narration system of Wuxia Journey

Just as the master and the apprentice were talking in a low voice, there was a commotion nearby, and voices of "Master" and "Junior Brother" were heard.

Taoist Wuchen turned his head and said in surprise: "Why are you all coming down the mountain? Didn't I tell you not to go down the mountain?"

The apprentices looked at each other, and one of them said: "Master, it's not our fault. We also found that the junior brother was missing, so we chased him all the way here."

Another person said: "Yes, yes! Master, you only took the junior brother and didn't take us. It's so lively here!"

The apprentices talked to each other, and Taoist Wuchen was overwhelmed. He raised his hand and slapped one of them on the head, and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up!"

The disciples all became quiet at once, and Wuchen Taoist slapped his forehead and scolded...

"Is this a place to play? Ah? Do you know how dangerous it will be next?"

"Master is doing this for your own good. You are all so troublesome! It's a waste of my painstaking efforts. You have forgotten what I taught you on weekdays."

Zhang Junbao stood behind Wuchen Taoist, with his hands on his hips. Whenever Wuchen Taoist said anything, he would make a silent gesture, which made his fellow disciples laugh!

Wuchen Taoist was scolding in a low voice, but he was even more angry when he saw that his disciples not only did not repent, but laughed instead.

Glancing at them looking behind him from time to time, he suddenly turned around and saw his young disciple Zhang Junbao with his hands on his hips, looking up at the sky, looking like he knew nothing. He immediately knew that he was the one who was playing tricks!

He was helpless, so he had to grab Zhang Junbao's ear, call several disciples together, and told them: "For the next period of time, don't leave your side. If there is any danger, remember to stay away."

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Just as Taoist Wuchen was scolding several disciples, Yi Jifeng was guarding the ring alone on the central stage. Seeing that no one came up to spar, he was about to say a few polite words.

Then he saw a red and white figure flashing, spinning in the air, and landing on the ring. It was Qin Sirong holding a long sword.

"Wow!" Seeing someone on the stage, and a beautiful woman, the crowd couldn't help but exclaimed.

Taoist Wuchen and several disciples also looked over, and several disciples also exclaimed, one of them said: "What a beautiful beauty!"

"I am Yi Jifeng, may I ask what the lady's name is?" Yi Jifeng on the ring saw someone on the stage and couldn't help but bowed and asked.

Qin Sirong did not answer. She moved her feet, turned her body, swung her long sword in her right hand, and unexpectedly stabbed Yi Jifeng with the scabbard and the sword, saying, "I'll tell you when I win!"

Yi Jifeng just smiled and didn't care. When the scabbard was approaching, he turned his body to the side and flicked the scabbard with his right hand!

Qin Sirong only felt a soft force coming, her fingers numb, and her expression became serious. She didn't expect Yi Jifeng's internal strength to be so high.

She pushed the hilt of the sword with her left hand, and the scabbard jumped over Yi Jifeng's side, flew over the heads of the onlookers, and with a "doo", it was nailed to the pillar beside.

Without waiting for everyone to exclaim, Qin Sirong shook the long sword in her hand, transformed into five sword flowers, and stabbed towards Yi Jifeng's chest.

Yi Jifeng did not move his feet or body, and his right index finger flicked the sword, each finger accurately flicked beside Qin Sirong's sword tip, easily dissolving Qin Sirong's moves.

Each finger was accompanied by pure Qi. After flicking five fingers in a row, Qin Sirong felt a sharp Qi rushing against her meridians. Her arms felt like being pierced by needles. Her feet even retreated seven or eight steps, and she stopped when she was close to the ring.

"The girl is not my opponent. Why don't we just go on like this!" Yi Jifeng retracted his sword finger and suggested with concern.

Qin Sirong glared, snorted, retracted the long sword in her hand, and used the move "Sword Pointing to the Southeast", and a layer of Qi was attached to the sword body.

As the long sword shook, a bright light was refracted, and the shaking Yi Jifeng subconsciously closed his eyes.

Qin Sirong kicked the ring with her left foot, and instantly jumped over three feet, stabbing towards Yi Jifeng's chest. The sword tip was fast and sharp, with a sharp buzzing sound.

Yi Jifeng was suddenly attacked, but he was also panicked. The instinct he had trained underwater for many years made his ears move and immediately determine the position of the sword body.

Without even raising his head, he put his right hand together and used the move "Qi Guan Changhong". A stream of sword energy shot out from his fingertips, and with a "clang", it collided with the long sword in Qin Sirong's hand.

Qin Sirong could no longer hold the long sword, and the long sword flew into the air. Without waiting for her to move, Yi Jifeng's habit of many years made him keep making moves. He swayed his footsteps, and his figure was graceful. In an instant, he came to Qin Sirong, and his fingers and sword energy followed, stabbing at the Quchi acupoint that Qin Sirong was protecting her throat.

Qin Sirong opened her eyes wide, and was about to sigh "My life is over!"

The next moment, a black-clothed man appeared.The figure came in mid-air, and with a hook, a roll, and a swing of his left hand, he threw Qin Sirong to the edge of the ring, and slapped out with his right hand, colliding with Yi Jifeng's sword finger.

With a "pop" sound, a wave of true energy spread in the air, blowing the corners of the clothes of the two people on the ring, and their hair fluttered.

Before the black-clothed figure could speak, only three crisp "clang" sounds were heard, and behind Yi Jifeng, three sword lights flashed, as fast as lightning and thunder, stabbing left and right at the chest of the black-clothed man.

The sword light changed swiftly, covering all the changing positions of the black-clothed man, and the sword moves were full of murderous aura, blocking all his retreats, vowing to kill him with one sword!

"You want to kill someone!" The black-clothed man exclaimed, and instantly flew into the air and jumped into the air!

The three sword lights hit the ring with a "bang", smashing three two-meter-long sword marks on the rock-paved ground, and even more broken stones flew!

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed and retreated.

When the three sword lights missed, they immediately leaped up like a dragon and stabbed at the black-clothed man in the air. The three people's moves changed, covering all directions of the black-clothed man in front, behind, left and right.

The three swords were integrated, covering the black-clothed man from top to bottom, and the true energy was connected into one piece. The surging true energy instantly raged over the ring.

The black-clothed man looked serious and ugly. He stepped forward, head down and feet up, and the long sword in his hand flew down, instantly dancing out eighteen sword flowers.

Each sword accurately stabbed at the change of the three sword lights. Yi Jifeng, who had just reacted at this time, saw this move and was immediately shocked and shouted: "Eighteen Styles of Heavenly Sword!"

"Good boy, you have a good eye!" The black-clothed man praised, his figure was elegant, and he quickly retreated with the power of the three sword lights!

The man in black landed beside Qin Sirong, handed her the long sword and said, "Girl, your sword!"

Qin Sirong took the long sword, glared at the man in black who was staring at her, and said angrily, "How dare you interfere in a martial arts competition!"

The man in black looked like a pig and said, "Girl, you look like someone else!"

Qin Sirong snorted, "Don't say you look like your first love who has been missing for many years! Think about how to survive!"

At this time, with the sound of "clang", six figures holding long swords surrounded Qin Sirong and the man in black in the center. The six people's true qi was connected, like a big net, locking the two in the center.

At this time, the man in black reacted, and seeing six first-class swordsmen, he was also a little embarrassed. He shouted, "No way!"

Seeing that the next moment the war was about to break out, Yi Jifeng waved his hand and said, "All retreat!"