Kun Xie said such words as soon as he met him. It was obvious that he did not just look down on Zhao Chiying, or to anger her, but to see that she had internal injuries on her body and could not match her.

The other party's sharp vision really matched what Chen Qiao said before.

Zhao Chiying's heart sank slightly, but his face was silent: "It turned out that the Turkic Zuoxian King was visiting. Lingtu and Ruan Hailou, Dongzhou Sect, colluded with our traitor Lu Feng, and killed the disciples of Bixia Sect. I wonder what explanation would be given by Zuoxian King?"

Kun Xie sneered: "Pu Anmi was invited by the elders of the noble sect and just came up the mountain to be a guest. Who knew that what was waiting for him was not the fine wine and food, but the swords, guns, swords and halberds of the disciples of the noble sect. He is now alive and alive. I, the master, don't know how Master Zhao should explain to me?"

This is purely arguing. If Kun Xie hadn't made an appointment with his apprentice to come and reap the benefits of the fisherman, how could he know that Pu An was trapped here?

Anger appeared on everyone's face.

Pu Anmi was imprisoned, and Zhao Chiying did not kill him, but he could not be let go. Otherwise, the news of Bixia Sect surrendering to the Turks would be spread and it would be difficult to gain a foothold in the world in the future. What's more, Pu Anmi's blood debts are needed to be paid back by his disciples.

Zhao Chiying said lightly: "You and I know what Lingtu did. It is useless to argue here with Zuo Xianwang. If there is still one person in Bixia Sect, you will not allow you to take Pu Anmi away."

Kun Xie laughed as if he heard a big joke: "Zhao Chiying, I see that there are less than ten disciples behind you. Your Bixia Sect has long been dead in name only. What's the confidence to say this? If I kill you today, there will be no Bixia Sect in the world in the future!"

"You can kill people, but you can't kill people."

The sound was so familiar that Kun Xie couldn't help but jumped up, turned his head to look, and saw someone walking towards him with a sword.

That face was so familiar that it could not be more familiar, and Kun Xie would never forget it in his dream.

Because he once fought with this man on the Half Step Peak.

That battle attracted worldwide attention and he became famous in the Central Plains.

But the person in front of him was ruined from then on, lost all his martial arts skills, and was lucky enough to recover his life, but at most he could only survive the rest of his life.

"Chen, Qiao." Kun Xie burst out of his teeth, containing complex emotions that even he himself could not explain.

"Don't be fine, Kun Xie."

Chen Qiao nodded at him, just like he was on Banbu Peak that day. However, Chen Qiao was a master and admired by the world at that time, Kun Xie first entered the Central Plains and had no reputation.

Now that time has changed, the positions of the two have changed drastically. Kun Xie is no longer the Kun Xie of the day, and Chen Qiao is not the head of Xuandu Mountain that day.

But how could he be so calm?

As soon as the two sides met, Kun Xie had looked at Chen Qiao's current appearance repeatedly, but he could not find any depression or pain in it.

Chen Qiao is still Chen Qiao, and he has almost no change.

No!

There are still some.

Kun Xie suddenly said, "President Chen, no, I can't call you the leader anymore. Master Chen, did you get injured when the sun sets on the cliff? Your eyes seem to be a little bad."

Chen Qiao: "Yes, but eyes have nothing to do with falling off the cliff, but because of the joy of meeting each other. Shouldn't you know better than me?"

Kun Xie shook his head: "If you want to blame your junior brother Yu Ai, it is his poison he put on you, not me. I made a fight with you, and it was a battle with you. It was a battle between you and Mingming. Everyone saw it. I did not make any secret arrows hurt people."

He looked at the sword in Chen Qiao's hand and laughed: "You are unwilling to fail, so are you waiting for me here? Or do you want to help the people of Bixia Sect stand up?"

Chen Qiao said: "The past is now flowing, and the past cannot be pursued. Today, I, Chen Qiao, are here to wait for a fight, but I want to fight. I wonder if you dare to fight?"

He slowly pulled out the sword, the tip of the sword was trembling slightly, and a dazzling wave appeared in the sunlight.

Kun Xie suddenly withdrew his reticent expression and his face became extremely serious.

He also pulled out the knife on his back.

This battle will always come sooner or later.

Kun Xie even faintly sensed his excitement from his bones. Although he beat Chen Qiao last time, deep down he was not unhappy with each other, and he always felt that his victory was not comfortable.

And this time, he wants to convince Chen Qiaoxin!

Chapter 51

No one in Bixia Sect expected that this battle would be so fierce.

After all, Kun Xie is a master of his generation and a disciple of Hu Lu Jue. The latter is the one who barely tied with Qi Fengge back then. Such an opponent is not easy to pass.

Chen Qiao had already lost a time, and there must be a shadow in his heart. If he wanted to win in the second time, it was more difficult than if he wanted to win in the first time, because he not only had to defeat the enemy, but also defeat himself.

If the disciples of Bixia Sect were worried, they were always at ease when they saw the leader next to them. They felt that even if Chen Qiao lost, the leader would still be able to fight. Only Yue Kunchi knew very well that Zhao Chiying had been damaged by forcibly breaking the barrier and martial arts were damaged. If Chen Qiao lost this battle, the fate of greeting Bixia Sect would be at the mercy of others.

But can Chen Qiao win?

He suppressed his anxiety and devoted himself to watching the showdown again.

Kun Xie was following a masculine and domineering martial arts path. With one sword, the tiger and tigers were waving, and the sword energy slashed on the ground. The audience only felt that the ground was shaking and buzzing, and the sound of the sword energy breaking through the air was harsh. It was unbearable. People with a slightly smaller foundation in martial arts could no longer help but cover their ears.

But if you think that Kunxie’s light skills are not good, it is really a big mistake.

The two fought from the flat ground to the edge of the cliff, and then hung directly on the cutting wall to fight fiercely. The gravel splashed everywhere, and the true energy was dazzling. Compared with Kunxie's domineeringness, Chen Qiao's move was too gentle. The sword was as mellow and long as it was, as if it was caressing the cheeks and rubbing the willow spring breeze, it was clear and clear, very much like Taoism, but perhaps it lost its aggressive sharpness.

However, when the two had fought for more than a hundred moves, and Chen Qiao was still not at all inferior, the people who were originally worried about Chen Qiao realized that it was not the case at all. If Kunxie's sword was rolling and thunder was unstoppable, then Chen Qiao's sword was like a trickle of water at first, not eye-catching, and even suppressed by the sword air, it was uninterrupted and uninterrupted, and gradually turned from quiet to magnificent. All rivers entered the sea, and the waves were rushing, which could accommodate all things.

The more Kun Xie fought, the more frightened he became.

At the half-step peak, he could only use eight levels of sword energy, but now he has nine levels, and his sword realm is even better. Not to mention Chen Qiao, whose skills are greatly reduced, even if Chen Qiao was not injured before, he was confident that he had the power to fight.

However, the opponent in front of him could see clearly at first glance, and could see it at the bottom of the water. But when he reached in person, he found that he could not touch it anyway.

This puddle is actually a deep pool!

The sky is vast and the rainbow shadow, and the set of light skills of Xuandu Mountain is like its name. The long rainbow flies over the blue sky, as light as nothing, wandering freely. The mountains and rivers and the sword leave a trace of white sword energy on the cutting wall. It looks like the freehand painting of calligraphy and painting, and it is free to sway. When you look closely, the hard stone wall is cut with deep traces of sword energy. If these traces appear on a person, this person is afraid that the bones and flesh will be seen and blood will flow all over the ground.

Looking from a distance, the sword lights and sword shadows intersected, and the powerful sword energy did not take any advantage.

Yue Kunchi breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to ask Zhao Chiying: "Junior sister, I think Master Chen should be able to win this time?"

Zhao Chiying shook his head, "It's not that simple. Have you noticed that Kun Xie has already mastered the Nine-level sword energy, which is actually equivalent to the peak of sword intent. In the end, that level is extremely domineering. With one knife, it will turn into thousands of shadows and be invincible. But he only made it once, and it was the one that Taoist Master Chen could almost resist."

Yue Kunchi couldn't help but exclaimed, and his heart raised again: "Is he consuming Master Shen's internal strength?"

Zhao Chiying: "Yes, in terms of internal strength, Master Chen is indeed unable to compare with Kun Xie now. The longer he fights, the more unfavorable Master Chen will be."

Yue Kunchi was a little anxious: "What should I do? Master Chen didn't notice this and just let Kun Xie succeed?"

Zhao Chiying didn't say anything, so she naturally didn't believe that Chen Qiao didn't see it, but she couldn't guess what Chen Qiao planned.

Chen Qiao is actually testing.

He is testing his bottom line.

Since "Zhu Yangce" has the effect of reshaping the foundation and forging muscles and bones, it combines the strengths of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, its internal strength also has the characteristics of three schools.

Taoism emphasizes the best as water, and fights as not to fight, which is consistent with his original swordsmanship, and is in line with the same lineage, so it is free of obstacles to achieve it.

Buddhism emphasizes solemnity and dignity, which has both the power of the Vajra's anger and the compassion of the Bodhisattva's lowered eyebrows. This is a relatively mysterious description. In "Zhu Yang Ce", it is integrated into the true energy, and it is hard and soft, just in harmony with the Tao, and is compatible with each other, helping its sword to be soft and hard, and it is free to wander between gurgling streams and surging waves.

The Confucian style is quite mixed, but when Tao Hongjing wrote "Zhu Yangce", he adopted the characteristics of Confucian benevolence, loving and inclusiveness, mediate the strengths of various schools, and integrate them, so that when the true qi is exhausted, new true qi will be continuously produced in the dantian, just like a dead tree that comes to spring and resurrects the dead.
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