The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

"Looking for trouble on Mount Hua, you've picked the wrong place!"

The young man's eyes were cold, and he exerted force with his two fingers. With a ding, the tip of the sword was broken by him.

The pupils of the people who attacked him shrank, and it was not until this moment that they realized the terrible strength of the young man in front of them.

Let alone the finger method of clamping the long sword suddenly, the internal force of clamping the tip of the sword with two fingers alone was far superior to them.

"Misunderstanding..."

Subconsciously begging for mercy, but before he finished speaking, he saw the young man's arm turned into several residual images.

Bang, bang, bang~

All the chests of several people were slapped, and the continuous palm force like waves instantly broke their heart veins.

"Mount Hua welcomes you to discuss swords, but we are not good men and women. We will never show mercy to those who have evil intentions."

"Good, so cruel..."

Several people uttered a sentence with difficulty and fell to the ground and died.

On the mountain road not far away, four people were watching the movement here.

They were dressed in unique styles and exuded different temperaments.

The man on the far left was wearing a snow-white long robe, holding a long sword in his hand, with a stern look and cold eyes, as if nothing in the world could arouse his emotions. He just stood there, without any movement, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

The second person on the left was dressed elegantly, holding a folding fan in his hand, and his face was always careless. His beard was neatly trimmed, like two eyebrows growing under his nose.

The third person was a graceful nobleman, with a warm smile on his face, gentle and elegant. The only drawback was that his eyes were dull and out of focus.

The fourth person was slightly inferior in appearance and older. He was tall and thin, with bandages on his legs, feet, wrists and sleeves, giving people a sense of being capable and neat.

These four people are all famous in the martial arts world, namely Ximen Chuxue, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, and Sikong Zhaixing.

"Lu Xiaoji, why is the finger technique used by that young man so similar to your Lingxi Yizhi?" The one who spoke was Sikong Zhaixing, who was dressed neatly.

"Not similar, it's exactly the same." Lu Xiaofeng looked strange.

"Does it mean that you have a connection with Huashan Sect?"

"No, I only taught Lingxi Yizhi to Lao Hua, how did this young man learn it? It's really a strange thing."

"I'm afraid his attainments in Lingxi Yizhi are even better than mine." Hua Manlou also spoke up. Although he couldn't see, he could listen to some movements in the outside world through sound, which was more useful than human eyes.

"He not only has good attainments in finger techniques, but is also a master of swordsmanship." Ximen Chuxue's focus was different.

Although the young man didn't use a sword, his agile moves implied the technique of using a sword.

"At such a young age, he has such martial arts skills. Is he one of the Eight Swordsmen of Huashan?"

"Just go over and ask him and you'll know."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and waved his fan, then took the lead to walk towards the young man and bowed, saying, "May I ask what your name is?"

The young man saw that Lu Xiaofeng was so polite, and his expression eased: "My name is Mei Changhua."

Mei Changhua once won the second place in the sect competition nine years ago, and the first place was Yue Xuan.

However, he and Yue Xuan have different personalities. After graduating from the Chuanwu Hall, he spent most of his time in the sect practicing, and his reputation was not well-known.

"After all this time, you are not one of the Eight Swordsmen of Huashan!" Sikong Zhaixing was full of surprise.

Just that one hand with a telepathic finger and deep internal strength, among the first-class masters in the world, it can be ranked in the forefront.

I didn't expect that in addition to the Eight Swordsmen of Huashan and Yue Xuan, there are such powerful disciples among the disciples of Huashan.

Mei Changhua smiled faintly: "My martial arts skills are low, it's hard for me to even enter the top 50 in Huashan, how can I dare to compare with Senior Brother Yang and the others."

"It's hard to rank in the top 50?" Lu Xiaofeng's four eyebrows squeezed together, this is too modest.

"Haha, the sword fight is about to start, I won't chat with the four of you for long." Mei Changhua said, turned around, took a step, jumped off the cliff and disappeared, leaving only the four people in the wind.

Does this guy have any misunderstandings about "low martial arts skills"?

"Old monkey, we know that you have nothing in your hands and your lightness skills are superb, but Huashan is far more terrible than you imagined, don't be addicted to thieves!" Lu Xiaofeng warned Sikong Zhaixing vigilantly.

Sikong Zhaixing's face darkened, and he said unhappily: "Do I need you to remind me of this?"

In fact, he really had the idea of ​​going to Huashan Sutra Pavilion and other secret places just now, but at this moment, he put it all away.

The same scene was played out in many places in Huashan.

Any Huashan disciple who looked unremarkable could display his excellent martial arts skills, but his face still had a look of indifference.

This shocked the martial arts heroes, and even those who had bad intentions were not allowed to do so.It was settled, and they dared not to be arrogant and cause trouble again.

…

Two hours later, Huashan Yunv Peak was crowded with people.

There were many areas in the front row, with chairs, which were prepared for the major sects and prominent figures.

Wudang, Emei, Shenjian Villa and other major sects had all taken their seats.

As for those who did not have an invitation to join in the fun, they could only stand at the back.

There was a lot of discussion and noise in the field.

"Did you see that noble man? He is Xie Xiaofeng, one of the powerful masters in this Huashan Sword Contest."

"He defeated Huashan Elder Hua Shaokun when he was just over ten years old, and became famous all over the world.

But in his twenties, he hated the killing in the martial arts world, and hid in a brothel in the guise of a useless Aji, hiding for seven years."

"Oh! Once you enter the martial arts world in the secular torrent, if you want to survive and gain a foothold, you can't avoid fighting and killing.

What's the point of hiding? He was forced to come out again."

"As long as there are people, there will be grievances, and there will be struggles for power and fame. Where there are grievances and struggles, there will be the martial arts world. People are the martial arts world. Who can quit!"

"However, he was born in a noble family and was the emperor of swords, but he could live in a dirty place like a brothel for seven years. His heart must have been cleansed of all the filth, and his swordsmanship level has improved. Steps."

"I heard that Yan Shisan, who has always regarded him as his opponent, has also derived the 14th sword from the Thirteen Deadly Swords. That is definitely a very strong sword. I don't know who is stronger between the two."

"There are also Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue, who are also people who have taken the sword to the extreme. There is bound to be a battle between the two."

"Don't forget the flawless young master Yue Xuan. Although he is much younger than the four, his sword skills are all taught by Master Yue himself, which is enough to compete with them."

"In fact, when martial arts reach their level, success or failure is just a matter of seconds. If they don't fight, there will never be a result.

This time, the Huashan Sword Contest can gather them together, which is really a martial arts event.

This trip is not in vain."

...

Amid the discussion, Yue Zhuoqun led the Huashan people up and down and sat down in the east area.

Hua Shaokun walked to the center of the field, looked at the heroes, and said with a smile:

"Heroes!"

The four words contained a powerful inner force, and the sound waves immediately suppressed the discussion in the field.