Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 23
Songshan swordsmanship has always been known for its grandeur.

Di Xiu's sword has a formidable atmosphere and a straight line, which has already won the essence of Songshan swordsmanship.

However, facing this sword, Naquyang just glanced coldly, and the thin sword in his hand suddenly turned into a cold light, which was faster than Asuka's thrust forward!
"what!"

A scream was heard, and Di Xiu's figure suddenly flew upside down and fell to the ground hard. There was a bloody hole in the palm of his right hand holding the sword.

"Good swordsmanship! Sure enough, he has some skills, no wonder he dares to take it so big!" Le Hou said expressionlessly, but he was slightly surprised in his heart.

As Zuo Lengchan's direct disciples, Di Xiu and Shi Dengda are second-rate and top-notch masters, and their swordsmanship is well-instructed.

The old man in front of him injured Di Xiu as soon as he saw him face to face. This kind of martial arts is also extremely remarkable among first-class masters. Fighting alone, Le Hou asked himself that he might not be Qu Yang's opponent.

After thinking up to this point, he put his eyes on Mo Yuan, and said, "Nephew Mo, this devil is very skilled in martial arts, how about you and I join hands to capture him?"

"That's natural. People in the Devil's Cult, everyone will be punished if they get it. Naturally, the disciples will not let him go." Mo Yuan nodded.

Naquyang may be a bold person with high skills, he heard that the two of them teamed up, they didn't have the slightest intention of running away, instead he said with a smile: "Originally I was afraid of hurting my little friend with a heavy hand, but now I don't have any scruples."

"What a big breath!"

Le Hou heard him repeatedly treat himself as nothing, but finally couldn't suppress his anger, with a sound of 'Zheng', the Songyang iron sword was unsheathed, and he slashed towards Qu Yang.

His move showed how powerful the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan School were. On the iron sword, the sword energy overflowed, and Mo Yuan could feel the sharp sword energy from several feet away, winning I don't know how many times I have passed Dixiu.

Qu Yang said it lightly, and when he saw this sword, he also looked very dignified, but saw that his internal energy was concentrated on the rapier, and with a movement of his body, a bright sword glow greeted him.

One of these two is the [-]th Taibao of the Songshan School, and the other is an elder of the Demon Cult.

When Songshan swordsmanship is used by him, it is like a galloping army of thousands of horses, with spears and halberds, thousands of miles of yellow sand.And Qu Yang's thin sword, like a frightened bird from the sky, is light and elegant, but has a murderous aura hidden in it.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged three or four moves, but Qu Yang's swordsmanship was superior and he had the upper hand.

"Martial Nephew Mo hasn't made a move yet!" Le Hou hurriedly called out.

Mo Yuan responded and drew out his long sword, but stood outside the field and observed carefully, not drawing out his sword in a hurry.

Suddenly, when the Songyang Iron Sword and the thin sword collided again, Mo Yuan let out a long roar, pouring his internal energy into the edge of the sword, and saw a flash of purple brilliance on the long sword. Cut off with the other two swords.

when!when!
There were two crisp sounds in succession, and the two blades fell to the ground. It was Mo Yuan's sword that cut off the blades of the two of them.

Without the weapon, Qu Yang frowned, but Le Hou's face was filled with joy.

Lehou immediately threw out the long sword in his hand, his inner strength gathered, and his palms moved towards Qu Yang's chest. He was known as the Great Yin-Yang Hand, and compared to swordsmanship, his palm skills were even better.

Qu Yang secretly sighed, all his kung fu was above swordsmanship and light kung fu, even if he lost his weapon, he lost almost [-]% of his kung fu.

That's all, let's look for this kid next time!

He was entrusted by someone to get a glimpse of the depth of Mo Yuan's martial arts, if he failed once, there would naturally be another time.

Facing Lehou's menacing palms, he waved his hand away, and a handful of black needles shot out, shouting: "Black Blood God Needle!"

Le Hou frightened abruptly withdrew his palm, twisted his whole body, and dodged to one side.

Qu Yang laughed and said, "There will be a time later!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed his toes, and his figure turned into a look of contempt, which disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"What a vicious devil!" Le Hou stood up from the side, looked at the black needle on the ground in the distance, and said with lingering fear.There was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, obviously when he withdrew his palm just now, he injured himself.

But it was worth it, the Black Blood Needle of the Demon Cult was extremely poisonous, and he would die if he hit it, otherwise, Le Hou would not have let him go.

"Uncle Musician, are you alright?" Mo Yuan asked with concern, holding a long sword in his hand.

"It's nothing serious, this Qu Yang's martial arts is very strong, and he still beats me by a few points. If I didn't get rid of him today, it will definitely be a serious problem for my righteous way in the future!" Le Hou said regretfully.

Mo Yuan put the sword back into the scabbard, and said: "In my righteous way, there are sea-fixing needles like Uncle Yue and Uncle Zuo, no matter how good the devil's martial arts are, they can't make any waves."

Hearing him praise himself and Zuo Lengchan, Le Hou was overjoyed, and said, "There is Senior Brother Zuo, but he is someone who doesn't have to be afraid of the Demon Sect. It's just wasting all these days with him and me, Di Xiu."

Mo Yuan's heart moved, and he said: "Uncle Master has been eyeing him for a long time?"

"I followed this devil in Hengyang, but it's a pity..." Le Hou shook his head and sighed, he looked at Di Xiu who was moaning on the ground, and said, "Please help my nephew to help Di Xiu up, I have It hurts, but it's inconvenient."

Mo Yuan nodded, walked up to Di Xiu, and raised his hand to help him up. Unexpectedly, just as his hand touched Di Xiu, the man suddenly stopped and hugged Mo Yuan, and at the same time, the whistling wind came from behind. , Lehou unexpectedly attacked Mo Yuan with his palm.

Bang!Bang!
Two muffled sounds came, and Mo Yuan flew into the air with his whole body, and fell to the ground fiercely. His handsome face had turned pale, as if he had been seriously injured.

"Uncle Musician..., you...you...!" Mo Yuan's eyes widened angrily, his fingers were thick, and he was indescribably angry.

"Martial nephew Mo, don't blame me. I also did it under orders. Who made you so young and have such high martial arts skills? If you let you grow up, you will pay back in time?"

Le Hou was still smiling, and he said: "The Wuyue Sword Sect and the Songshan Sword Sect are already strong enough. There is no need for a rising Huashan in the martial arts. If you want to blame it, you can blame yourself for your bad luck. Entering Huashan under the door."

"Master Uncle, why bother talking to him, let me kill him with one sword, so we can go back quickly and report the good news to Master." Di Xiu pulled out his long sword and said with a murderous look on his face.

"You... you are not following Qu Yang..., you are here... come... to kill me..." Mo Yuan spoke with difficulty.

"Qu Yang was just a coincidence. Do you know that I have been looking for you for more than half a year, and finally the emperor paid off. I stopped you here in Chang'an. If it is later, I am afraid you will return to Mount Hua."

Le Hou's eyes were full of complacency, he waved his sleeves and said, "Okay, you'll be dead if you understand. Di Xiu, let's do it!"

Di Xiu responded, and walked towards Mo Yuan with a smirk on his face. Killing a genius who was stronger than himself was the most satisfying thing...

ps: Congratulations to a wave of ig and fpx for entering the semi-finals, looking forward to next week's competition, and then some book friends asked questions about Journey to the West, the main world is slowly written, it has not yet started, the first world will not be too long, a few The key plot is over...

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