Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 100 The heroes have arrived
  Lu Feng, dressed in white as snow and as tall as a pine tree, walked slowly into the arena.

Speaking of which, he became famous more than ten years ago, and he is still in his thirties now.

But time seems to have left no trace on him.

His meticulously combed hair is still as black as ink, and there is not a single wrinkle on his handsome face. His shoulders are straight, his back is straight, his waist is straight, and his steps are steady and calm. He looks like a young man in his prime.

The six Shaolin monks and Bai Xiaosheng stood up again to greet him.

After greeting each other, Bai Xiaosheng looked at Lu Fengxian, who had empty hands and no silver halberd of two feet by his side, and asked: "Master Lu has been missing for many years and suddenly appears today. Is it going to be a blockbuster move?"

Lu Fengxian said calmly: "Ten years ago, Mr. ranked my silver halberd as the fifth in the "Weapons Book", and later it was lowered to sixth. Of course, Bai Xiaosheng's judgment is not wrong. Lu can admit this result, but he must not I couldn't accept it, so I worked hard at home to practice another weapon over the past few years. I just want to ask my husband to review it again!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was in an uproar, and everyone was inexplicably excited. They didn't expect that they just wanted to watch the decisive battle between the "Heavenly Sword" and the "Songyang Divine Sword", but another "Wenhou Silver Halberd" dropped from the sky. He wanted to show off his newly trained weapons, so he naturally had to find an opponent. He had seen a lot of the excitement today.

Bai Xiaosheng laughed: "I'll wait and see, please take a seat!"

At that time, Lu Fengxian also chose a chair in the corner of the back row and sat down. He had no intention of further communicating with the Six Shaolin Monks and Bai Xiaosheng.

A moment later, the Zhike monk outside shouted again, this time with some excitement in his voice: "Li Xunhuan, Master Li, come to watch the battle!"

"boom!"

This name is like a fire thrown into a frying pan, arousing the greatest enthusiasm of everyone present.

Although Li Xunhuan has been away from customs for nine years, his name and his "Little Li Flying Knife" have never been broken and have become a myth in the world.

Although he is ranked third in the "Weapons Spectrum", people have always praised him higher than the "Tianji Rod" and "Dragon and Phoenix Golden Ring" that are ranked higher.

Under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, Li Xunhuan and Sun Xiaohong walked side by side, followed by the strutting and high-spirited Tie Chuanjia.

Nowadays, the corners of Li Xunhuan's eyes and brows have basically lost the gloomy look of the past, and his demeanor has returned to the style of the romantic and charming man who was a poet and wine drinker. In addition, due to his age and experience, he has gained a mature and elegant look. tolerance.

Just looking at Sun Xiaohong, who glanced at his side face from time to time, making her pretty face flush and her beautiful eyes full of water, you could tell how charming he was at this moment.

As soon as Li Xunhuan arrived, the six Shaolin monks and Bai Xiaosheng, who were the hosts, stood up to greet him. A Fei and Tie Linglong naturally also came forward to greet him. Even Lu Fengxian, who was aloof and had a demeanor of keeping away from strangers, also stood up and walked towards him. Come.

Li Xunhuan greeted everyone one by one.

When facing Master Xinshu, who ranked fifth after the Six Shaolin Monks, he smiled and handed over his hands to this slim, frail and bookish monk: "I didn't expect that the iron-hearted censor Hu Yunji, who was a literary, wine-loving and romantic man in the past, would turn out to be a different person today. As an eminent monk with profound knowledge of Buddhism, the wonderful opportunities in life are really difficult to fathom?"

Xinshu put his hands together and said: "Hu Yunji in the past is dead, and now there is only the monk Xinshu who chanted sutras under the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng. However, before Hu Yunji died, he had a message from monk Xinshu to tell Xiao Li Tanhua that he was young and vigorous that day. He knows that talking too much will lead to mistakes, and a memorial to impeach him for being in the government and making friends with bandits has caused the world to lose a pillar of his talent. It is really a knot in his heart that he could not resolve even until his death."

Li Xunhuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Master is in trouble, and the tree in his heart is no longer Hu Yunji, but Li Xunhuan is still Li Xunhuan. If you want to benefit the world, what's the difference between living high in a temple and living far away in the world?"

Xinshu was also startled for a moment, and then he smiled: "The poor monk is indeed impressed. Li Tanyue's words are like a wake-up call. You are so sincere and kind!"

Afterwards, Li Xunhuan came to meet Bai Xiaosheng again. An imperceptible hint of fear flashed across Bai Xiaosheng's eyes, but his face showed the grace of an expert. He smiled and said, "It's bitterly cold outside the Pass. Tanhua Lang has been away for nine years. Is he okay?"

Li Xunhuan also smiled and said: "Thank you, although the wind and snow outside the pass are cold, there is good wine to warm the body and friends to warm the heart. Li is really happy to miss Shu!"

Bai Xiaosheng said thoughtfully: "The friend who provided Tanhualang with wine, could it be that his surname is Ma?"

Li Xunhuan smiled and said: "Bai Xiaosheng really knows everything, I admire him!"

This statement is already waiting for Ruo Ruo to admit that he returned to the Central Plains and came to Songshan this time just to help Ma Kongqun stand up.

Finally, Lu Feng came forward first. He looked at Li Xunhuan, who was accompanied by a beauty, and asked, "Where is your sword?"

Li Xun Huan was still smiling. His drooping right hand turned back and then turned back instantly. There was a knife between his thumb, index finger and middle finger.

Almost everyone's eyes shifted from him to his sword.

The knife is three inches and seven minutes long, with smooth and graceful lines. It is the world-famous "Xiao Li Flying Knife"!
  Only the most profound among the six Shaolin monks, including Xinhu and Xinmei, Bai Xiaosheng and A Fei, were watching the slowly raised hand holding the sword.

After raising the tip of the knife to a position parallel to the center of his eyebrows, the hand suddenly froze motionless, as if the surrounding air instantly turned into ice, condensing his slender and powerful right hand in the air.

It is precisely because of the existence of this hand that the flying knife, which is only made of fine steel although it is well-made, has an edge and murderous aura that surpasses all magical weapons.

Lu Fengxian stared at the right hand holding the knife in fascination, and at the same time unconsciously clenched the palms hidden in his sleeves that had become less like flesh and blood.

After looking at it for a moment, he praised softly: "What a knife!" Then he returned to his seat and sat down.

Li Xunhuan turned his hands and put away the throwing knife again, took Sun Xiaohong to the Feng Chan platform, and sat down on the chairs next to A Fei and Tie Linglong.

After Li Xunhuan, Mu Taoist from the Wudang sect and Dugu Yihe from the Emei sect came together.

This time, neither the Six Shaolin Monks nor Bai Xiaosheng greeted them. They only stood up to return the courtesy when they came to see them, and then arranged for them to sit down in front of the Fengchan platform.

If there were Wudang and Emei sect leaders here, they could only stand behind the master like the Great Bei monks. But now that they come by themselves, they become representatives of the two sects and have the qualifications to take the seat.

After that, some heads, elders and elders from various sects arrived one after another.

Among them, what is particularly worth mentioning is that the old man Snow Eagle of Tianshan also brought his disciple You Longsheng, the young master of Cangjian Villa. This is one of the few worthy of being welcomed by the Six Shaolin Monks and Bai Xiaosheng.

Seeing that the announced moment of the decisive battle was approaching, amidst everyone's eager anticipation, the Zhike monk outside finally shouted out the name that everyone wanted to hear most:
  "Heavenly Sword Master Ma Kongqun and his wife Moon Goddess are here!"

"The 'Songyang Divine Sword' Guo Songyang has arrived!"

(End of this chapter)