brush!
The sharp blade hit the face, but Cen Fangwo did not retreat but advanced. When the tip of the sword was about to touch his body, his palms suddenly closed, instantly clamped the soft sword to stop his attack. Then, his slender and agile long legs were raised, and he kicked Pei Ling's jaw with the sound of the bitter wind.
Pei Ling had gradually adapted to Cen Fangwo's way, and immediately bent his knees and raised his legs, and pressed against Cen Fangwo's long legs when he was unable to let go. Then, the body of the soft sword suddenly dropped, like a piece of extremely smooth silk satin, swimming out of Cen Fangwo's palm, and then suddenly raised his head in the air, stabbing his chest!
Cen Fangwo instantly seemed as if nothing was light, and he gave way to the side, avoiding Pei Ling's sword, and at the same time kicked Pei Ling's waist.
Pei Ling immediately dodged, but saw Cen Fangwo kicking in half, and suddenly turned around and kicked Pei Ling's wrist holding the sword faster.
Bang!
This change of move came suddenly, and Pei Ling had no time to react. He felt a piercing pain from his wrist, and he lost his strength in an instant. The soft sword immediately escaped, flew out of his hand, and fell to the ground.
Cen Fangwo immediately ran towards the soft sword, as if he was about to go over to pick up the sword.
Pei Ling was anxious. If the soft sword returned to Cen Fangwo's hands, it would be almost impossible for him to seize the sword again!
He rushed towards Cen Fangwo and reached out to grab the other party.
At this moment, Cen Fangwo, who was running, suddenly stopped suddenly, bent his knees and turned around, and he was a tricky and sharp sweeping leg.
The target is not soft sword, but Pei Ling!
This is the gap in practical experience!
To be precise, it should be the gap in practical experience in the fight between mortal warriors!
Pei Ling was completely unpredictable by hitting the east and attacking the west, and his legs were swept immediately, and he fell to the ground involuntarily.
Cen Fangwo did not give him a chance to breathe, and immediately jumped up. His slender and graceful body was like a flywheel, and he instantly turned three times. His long legs were wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, like a heavy hammer, hitting Pei Ling hard!
Seeing that his move was so fierce, Pei Ling didn't care about getting up for a moment and hurriedly rolled to the side with all his strength.
Bang!
The next moment, Cen Fangwo kicked Pei Ling hard on the ground where he was just now, and in an instant, smoke and dust scattered, and a kneeless footprint appeared on the ground.
The shot fell to nothing, Cen Fangwo stood up without any hesitation, and immediately hit a flying knee and hit Pei Ling who was about to get up from the ground.
boom!!!
Pei Ling lost too much energy at this moment and could no longer keep up with Cen Fangwo's speed. He was immediately knocked out and his body fell heavily to the ground.
As the dust spreads, a cold light flashes not far away, reflecting the rippling autumn water.
Pei Ling couldn't help but let out a violent cough, blood rushing out of the corners of his mouth, blood was stained all over his body, and his body was overturning. When he was struggling to get up, he suddenly saw the soft sword beside him. He immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword.
But before his fingers could be used to hold it tightly, Cen Fangwo had already arrived like the wind and kicked him in the wrist.
The piercing pain came again, and the soft sword flew out again and fell into the distance.
Cen Fangwo stepped heavily on the ground, and his toes turned lightly, and he had already appeared behind Pei Ling. She bent her knees and squatted down, grabbed Pei Ling's already scattered long hair, and forced him to pull him up from the ground. Then, he strangled his neck with his right arm, locked his right hand with his left arm, and used force!
Pei Ling suddenly felt a strong suffocation, and the shadow of death was overwhelming, but his body was unresponsive, as if he could no longer struggle.
At this moment, Cen Fangwo suddenly said: Pei Ling, now I will enter my right path, so I won’t kill you!
At the same time, the strings of the pipa were turned several times, and suddenly there was another change, like the sound of golden drums and the sound of yellow bells, solemn and magnificent, and upright.
Cen Fangwo's power suddenly became extremely powerful. He strangled Pei Ling's right arm, and instantly seemed to be poured with iron after refining essence. Not to mention that the other party is just an exhausted and almost exhausted mortal body, which is in his heyday. As long as his cultivation level has not been restored, it is impossible to break free!
Thinking of this, she quickly relaxed her strength to prevent her from strangling Pei Ling to death.
In fact, she has never been able to kill her devils like Pei Ling, but she will never save her life!
However, the last time I asked my disciple Minghuà about Pei Ling, I learned that when I was in Yousu Tomb, Pei Ling saved Minghuà. Therefore, even though he was about to die, he still wanted to repay this kindness for Minghuà…
Of course, if Pei Ling is really stubborn, in order to prevent her from killing more innocent people in the future, she can only kill her!
Thinking of this, Cen Fangwo then added: Borrow things to cultivate people, and use fakes to cultivate the truth.
For one's own selfishness, harming the people of the world is not the true nature of seeking Taoism and practicing.
All we monks, there is only the great way to seek!
This way will advance; this way will retreat.Do not follow evil paths, do not deceive the dark room; accumulate virtue and merit, be kind to things; be loyal, filial, friendly and kind, and be upright to oneself and transform others.Note 1
Arrogance cannot be long-lasting, desire cannot be indulged, happiness cannot be extreme, and ambition cannot be fulfilled.Note 2
The highest good is like water. Only by cultivating oneself and establishing others, maintaining the heart of wood and stone, and gaining the interest of clouds and water is the true meaning of cultivation.Note 3
Don’t fight with the world, just talk about the mind!
You have outstanding talents and a firm heart for Tao. Even as the saint of Chongming Sect, you still care about life and death, do not care about power, and pursue your own Tao. This kind of Tao, this kind of will, and this kind of mind, even if it is different from our kind of Tao, however, the world's cultivators, no matter whether they are good or evil, or even casual cultivators, are all ordinary.
I can’t bear to see the pearls covered with dust because of their birth in the darkness. Today I sincerely advise you, I hope you think twice!
Although I, Su Zhentian, do not accept male disciples, as long as you agree, I can guarantee that the Liuhui Dynasty, Yàn Xicheng, Hanan Sword Sect, and even Jiuji Mountain will accept you!
That’s all, Pei Ling, are you willing to change your mind and turn to the light?
********************
Outside the Xiji Ruins.
Void.
Both the monks of the two realms of the battle were focused on the battle in the distance.
Seeing that Cen Fangwo had the upper hand, Pei Ling was beaten and retreated step by step, the expressions of the righteous monks such as the old man from Jiuyi Mountain suddenly relaxed.
The Supreme Elder of Su Zhentian Qi Zilang smiled slightly and said: The master of the sect has been in the Tao for hundreds of years, but the martial arts he practiced when he was just starting out has never been lost.
The leader Cen is talented, but he never feels arrogant because of this. Instead, he practices continuously and is more diligent than ordinary people.The old man from Jiuyi Mountain nodded slightly. When he was Tianji, I heard the previous chief tutor mention this matter many times and was proud of him...
Zhu Yi Jianxiu said calmly: Pei Ling, the saint son of Chongming Sect, is indeed amazing.
But evil cannot defeat righteousness. Even though he wins two consecutive games with his talent and magic skills, he still fails to win the hands of the leader Cen...
Speaking of this, the situation on the field changed drastically, but Pei Ling was trying to be the first with injuries, and grabbed Cen Fangwo's flaw and threw him to the ground.
Note 1 Anonymous [Song Dynasty] "Taishang Ganying Pian".
Note 2 Dai Sheng [Western Han Dynasty] "Book of Rites·Qu Li Pian".
Note 3 Hong Yingming [Ming Dynasty] "Cai Gen Tan".
The sharp blade hit the face, but Cen Fangwo did not retreat but advanced. When the tip of the sword was about to touch his body, his palms suddenly closed, instantly clamped the soft sword to stop his attack. Then, his slender and agile long legs were raised, and he kicked Pei Ling's jaw with the sound of the bitter wind.
Pei Ling had gradually adapted to Cen Fangwo's way, and immediately bent his knees and raised his legs, and pressed against Cen Fangwo's long legs when he was unable to let go. Then, the body of the soft sword suddenly dropped, like a piece of extremely smooth silk satin, swimming out of Cen Fangwo's palm, and then suddenly raised his head in the air, stabbing his chest!
Cen Fangwo instantly seemed as if nothing was light, and he gave way to the side, avoiding Pei Ling's sword, and at the same time kicked Pei Ling's waist.
Pei Ling immediately dodged, but saw Cen Fangwo kicking in half, and suddenly turned around and kicked Pei Ling's wrist holding the sword faster.
Bang!
This change of move came suddenly, and Pei Ling had no time to react. He felt a piercing pain from his wrist, and he lost his strength in an instant. The soft sword immediately escaped, flew out of his hand, and fell to the ground.
Cen Fangwo immediately ran towards the soft sword, as if he was about to go over to pick up the sword.
Pei Ling was anxious. If the soft sword returned to Cen Fangwo's hands, it would be almost impossible for him to seize the sword again!
He rushed towards Cen Fangwo and reached out to grab the other party.
At this moment, Cen Fangwo, who was running, suddenly stopped suddenly, bent his knees and turned around, and he was a tricky and sharp sweeping leg.
The target is not soft sword, but Pei Ling!
This is the gap in practical experience!
To be precise, it should be the gap in practical experience in the fight between mortal warriors!
Pei Ling was completely unpredictable by hitting the east and attacking the west, and his legs were swept immediately, and he fell to the ground involuntarily.
Cen Fangwo did not give him a chance to breathe, and immediately jumped up. His slender and graceful body was like a flywheel, and he instantly turned three times. His long legs were wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, like a heavy hammer, hitting Pei Ling hard!
Seeing that his move was so fierce, Pei Ling didn't care about getting up for a moment and hurriedly rolled to the side with all his strength.
Bang!
The next moment, Cen Fangwo kicked Pei Ling hard on the ground where he was just now, and in an instant, smoke and dust scattered, and a kneeless footprint appeared on the ground.
The shot fell to nothing, Cen Fangwo stood up without any hesitation, and immediately hit a flying knee and hit Pei Ling who was about to get up from the ground.
boom!!!
Pei Ling lost too much energy at this moment and could no longer keep up with Cen Fangwo's speed. He was immediately knocked out and his body fell heavily to the ground.
As the dust spreads, a cold light flashes not far away, reflecting the rippling autumn water.
Pei Ling couldn't help but let out a violent cough, blood rushing out of the corners of his mouth, blood was stained all over his body, and his body was overturning. When he was struggling to get up, he suddenly saw the soft sword beside him. He immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword.
But before his fingers could be used to hold it tightly, Cen Fangwo had already arrived like the wind and kicked him in the wrist.
The piercing pain came again, and the soft sword flew out again and fell into the distance.
Cen Fangwo stepped heavily on the ground, and his toes turned lightly, and he had already appeared behind Pei Ling. She bent her knees and squatted down, grabbed Pei Ling's already scattered long hair, and forced him to pull him up from the ground. Then, he strangled his neck with his right arm, locked his right hand with his left arm, and used force!
Pei Ling suddenly felt a strong suffocation, and the shadow of death was overwhelming, but his body was unresponsive, as if he could no longer struggle.
At this moment, Cen Fangwo suddenly said: Pei Ling, now I will enter my right path, so I won’t kill you!
At the same time, the strings of the pipa were turned several times, and suddenly there was another change, like the sound of golden drums and the sound of yellow bells, solemn and magnificent, and upright.
Cen Fangwo's power suddenly became extremely powerful. He strangled Pei Ling's right arm, and instantly seemed to be poured with iron after refining essence. Not to mention that the other party is just an exhausted and almost exhausted mortal body, which is in his heyday. As long as his cultivation level has not been restored, it is impossible to break free!
Thinking of this, she quickly relaxed her strength to prevent her from strangling Pei Ling to death.
In fact, she has never been able to kill her devils like Pei Ling, but she will never save her life!
However, the last time I asked my disciple Minghuà about Pei Ling, I learned that when I was in Yousu Tomb, Pei Ling saved Minghuà. Therefore, even though he was about to die, he still wanted to repay this kindness for Minghuà…
Of course, if Pei Ling is really stubborn, in order to prevent her from killing more innocent people in the future, she can only kill her!
Thinking of this, Cen Fangwo then added: Borrow things to cultivate people, and use fakes to cultivate the truth.
For one's own selfishness, harming the people of the world is not the true nature of seeking Taoism and practicing.
All we monks, there is only the great way to seek!
This way will advance; this way will retreat.Do not follow evil paths, do not deceive the dark room; accumulate virtue and merit, be kind to things; be loyal, filial, friendly and kind, and be upright to oneself and transform others.Note 1
Arrogance cannot be long-lasting, desire cannot be indulged, happiness cannot be extreme, and ambition cannot be fulfilled.Note 2
The highest good is like water. Only by cultivating oneself and establishing others, maintaining the heart of wood and stone, and gaining the interest of clouds and water is the true meaning of cultivation.Note 3
Don’t fight with the world, just talk about the mind!
You have outstanding talents and a firm heart for Tao. Even as the saint of Chongming Sect, you still care about life and death, do not care about power, and pursue your own Tao. This kind of Tao, this kind of will, and this kind of mind, even if it is different from our kind of Tao, however, the world's cultivators, no matter whether they are good or evil, or even casual cultivators, are all ordinary.
I can’t bear to see the pearls covered with dust because of their birth in the darkness. Today I sincerely advise you, I hope you think twice!
Although I, Su Zhentian, do not accept male disciples, as long as you agree, I can guarantee that the Liuhui Dynasty, Yàn Xicheng, Hanan Sword Sect, and even Jiuji Mountain will accept you!
That’s all, Pei Ling, are you willing to change your mind and turn to the light?
********************
Outside the Xiji Ruins.
Void.
Both the monks of the two realms of the battle were focused on the battle in the distance.
Seeing that Cen Fangwo had the upper hand, Pei Ling was beaten and retreated step by step, the expressions of the righteous monks such as the old man from Jiuyi Mountain suddenly relaxed.
The Supreme Elder of Su Zhentian Qi Zilang smiled slightly and said: The master of the sect has been in the Tao for hundreds of years, but the martial arts he practiced when he was just starting out has never been lost.
The leader Cen is talented, but he never feels arrogant because of this. Instead, he practices continuously and is more diligent than ordinary people.The old man from Jiuyi Mountain nodded slightly. When he was Tianji, I heard the previous chief tutor mention this matter many times and was proud of him...
Zhu Yi Jianxiu said calmly: Pei Ling, the saint son of Chongming Sect, is indeed amazing.
But evil cannot defeat righteousness. Even though he wins two consecutive games with his talent and magic skills, he still fails to win the hands of the leader Cen...
Speaking of this, the situation on the field changed drastically, but Pei Ling was trying to be the first with injuries, and grabbed Cen Fangwo's flaw and threw him to the ground.
Note 1 Anonymous [Song Dynasty] "Taishang Ganying Pian".
Note 2 Dai Sheng [Western Han Dynasty] "Book of Rites·Qu Li Pian".
Note 3 Hong Yingming [Ming Dynasty] "Cai Gen Tan".
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