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Chapter 65

When Huang Zhonggong heard him coming, he was so happy that he pulled him to the Qintang and presented him with "Guangling San". Shen Yuanjing had heard of this musical title before, but he had no chance to see it. Later, he pretended to be a Fenghuang envoy, and was afraid that he would show his strength. Therefore, he refused to read it. He would get what he wanted and couldn't help but read it a few times.

Two days later, he came to Meizhuang every day, either playing the piano and music with Huang Zhonggong, or being pulled by Tubiweng to practice calligraphy, and occasionally going to see the paintings of the paintings. However, he has no intention of chess skills recently, and seems a little absent-minded.

On the afternoon of that day, Huang Zhonggong said to him: "The weather is good today. How about we go out to raft?" Shen Yuanjing sighed in his heart and agreed.

The two of them went out with their piano. After a while, Huang Zhonggong said, "I suddenly remembered that there is something important in the village. Brother Chen, please come back first, we will make an appointment next day!" Then he hurriedly left.

After Shen Yuanjing waited for Huang Zhonggong to leave, he said to himself: "Brother Huang Zhong, Brother Huang Zhong, if I don't care, you may not be able to keep your life." He immediately chased after him.

When he arrived at Meizhuang, he went up to the roof and saw a man lying on the Qin Hall from afar. He quietly touched him. This man was Xiang Wentian.

After about an hour, Xiang Wentian jumped down from the roof, and Shen Yuanjing floated to his position and looked down through the raised tiles.

The Qintang is divided into two sides, one side is Huang Zhonggong, Tu Biweng and Dan Qingsheng, each of whom stands up his weapons, but looks panicked. On the other side, Ren Woxing is sitting on a chair, and Xiang Wentian stands aside.

Only Xiang Wentian laughed and said, "You four are both greedy and stupid, otherwise how could I have the chance to rescue the leader?"

Huang Zhonggong sighed: "Oh, I have lost my ambition to play with things. It is because the four of me are addicted to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. This is why I am today! Senior Ren, how are my second brother?"

Ren Woxing smiled slightly and said, "Of course I have been hit by my Star-sucking Technique. If you don't want to try it, just stay in the cage at the bottom of the lake for a month or two, and try my taste for the past twelve years!"

Although he was injured, it was not difficult to kill the four friends in Jiangnan. However, he had just come out, and one thing was important, and he didn't want to be Dongfang Bubai to know that he escaped; the other was that he lacked people and wanted to conquer these four people, and he had to wait until the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill was refined.

The man who was bullied, and the young man looked at each other, as if he was moved, but he didn't want to. Huang Zhonggong said, "My four brothers entered the Sun and Moon God Sect, and originally wanted to be chivalrous and righteous, and do a good job. However, the leader of the teaching is irritable and powerful, and the leader of the Eastern teaching favors the treacherous and evil, and harms the loyal and kind."

As he said that, he walked to the guqin and sat down, and continued, "The four of me are discouraged and lazy. I have been trying to get this mission. First, I can stay away from the Black Wood Cliff without having to intrigue with others. Second, I live in West Lake and Qinshu to send my heart. In the past twelve years, I have enjoyed enough happiness. In life, I have more worries and less joy, and that's how it is."

While speaking, he played the guqin and sighed: "Before Qu Yang died, Liu Zhengfeng was still with me. I was unable to play a song with Brother Chen today, which is a pity!" After that, he took out a dagger and inserted it into his chest.

"Ah!" "Brother!" Tu Biweng, Dan Qingsheng, exclaimed, and then heard a "pop", a black thing fell from the sky and knocked down Huang Zhonggong's dagger.

"Brother Huang Zhong, why do you need to be so decisive?" A gentle voice sounded, and Shen Yuanjing floated down and landed in the hall.

"Brother Chen!" Huang Zhonggong was stunned. He thought that he had followed him because of his wrong expression. He was a little moved at the moment. He was about to speak, but he thought of something. He hurriedly stood up and blocked him and said, "Go away! This person is the acting director of the Sun and Moon God Sect. His martial arts are of great power, and you can't beat it. Go away quickly, don't let "Guangling San" be lost again!"

He said a few words to Wentian in Ren Woxing's ear. Ren Woxing laughed, and the beams of the room moved slightly, and the tiles jumped around, saying, "Is this a disciple of Huashan this generation? He really has a good face!"

When Huang Zhonggong heard that he had such a profound skill, he felt even more difficult to resist. He looked at Shen Yuanjing anxiously, regretting that he was not good at doing things well, which made him feel embarrassed.

Shen Yuanjing felt subtle dissonance from Ren Woxing's laughter. Knowing that his injuries were still serious, he felt a little proud of his own thoughts and said, "Oh, it turns out that this is Ren Woxing leader. I thought he had passed away long ago."

"I'm very good!" Ren Woxing saw him being despised, his face turned darker, and said, "Is the hypocrite Yue Buqun the head of the Huashan Sect? You kid, you have to look like him in reverse."

"My master's name is called "Gentleman Sword" by everyone in the world. My sect is united and no one is going against him. He is the leader of the sect, so he will sit for as long as he wants. Who else will drive him down?"

"Boy is looking for death!" Ren Woxing was furious when he heard this sarcasm. He shook his body and bullied Shen Yuanjing. He quickly stretched his left hand and grabbed his throat.

Shen Yuanjing suffered a loss once and had already been prepared. The sword light flashed and he grabbed Ren Woxing's heart. The sword length and the arm length were longer. If Ren Woxing forced his attack, he would definitely hit the sword first.

Let Wo Xing move slightly, but his left hand still remains unchanged. He pinched his fingers with his right hand and stretched out his long sword towards Shen Yuanjing. If he hits the shot, the sword will be tilted to the side.

Shen Yuanjing moved his wrist and the sword was tilted a little bit. The blade aimed at Ren Woxing's right finger and the tip of the sword was slid towards Ren Woxing's left armpit. Even if Ren Woxing adjusts the direction of his right hand and hits it with one finger, Shen Yuanjing's long sword can cut off his left arm as it goes.

Ren Woxing couldn't take it down in one move, so he had to retreat, his face became even darker, and he asked, "Who taught you this sword technique? I wonder if Yue Buqun doesn't have such skills."

Shen Yuanjing did not answer and said, "Senior has not been to the world for a long time. He has not been very skilled in martial arts, and his knowledge has remained twelve years ago."

When Huang Zhonggong and his other two were a little disbelief when they saw him forcing him to retire, they were a little disbelief. When they saw him teasing him repeatedly, they all showed concern on their faces.

Sure enough, Ren Woxing's face turned red with anger and said, "Okay! OK! OK! Let me see how great your Huashan sword technique is!" Then he rushed over.

This time, he fired his palms at the same time, and both attacked Shen Yuanjing's chest. Shen Yuanjing saw that his move seemed casual, but in fact he had many changes. No matter where he drew his sword, Ren Woxing could wrap it around with one hand and strike with the other.

But his sword skills are the best in the world. Even if he is not as experienced as Feng Qingyang, he still needs to have a broader understanding. His right hand sinks, his sword body lies flat, and he stabs upwards slanted, and his sword tip is sometimes left and right.

Ren Woxing couldn't tell which wrist his sword was pointing to, or it was pricking his chest, so he had to turn his palms and defend first, break this move, and then said, "Good sword technique!"

These few moves of rabbits rising and falling, making the people in the hall dazzled. Ren Woxing then put away his contempt and used all his strength. His palm technique was very simple, and he seemed to be quite suffocating and stiff, as if he had a chance. Whenever he had a chance, he would move like lightning and thunder.

Shen Yuanjing has good attainments in palm techniques. The "breaking palm style" in Dugu's Nine Swords makes him look very good. His sword technique changes rapidly, attacking his left shoulder and lowering his waist, and not retreating even if he takes off his sword. He moves are all made of attack instead of defense.
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