The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 301 Yu Guanzhu, Accepted!
No matter how you say it, Yu Canghai is still the head of the [Qingcheng School], under the watchful eyes of many disciples, if he is so persecuted by a yellow-haired girl, if he doesn't take action, he will really lose his face!
"Hmph! Since Miss Pang insists, the old man will practice with the girl."

"Otherwise, wouldn't it make people look down on my Qingcheng martial arts!!"

"Cang Lang~!"

Yu Canghai drew his long sword out of its sheath, although he was short, the blade was quite long.

He jumped up, like a dexterous civet cat, crossed a distance of more than ten meters from above, and landed five meters in front of Pang Qingyang.

Sunlight and sword light reflected together, melting like water, shaking in front of Pang Qingyang.

It can be seen that this sword is not ordinary!
"You go first!"

Yu Canghai maintained his senior demeanor, so of course he wouldn't make the first move.

Pang Qingyang didn't have any modest thoughts, so he swung [Three Chishui] and used the move "Weak Willow Fufeng" to Yu Canghai.

It was obviously a hard iron sword, but Pang Qingyang used it as a soft sword.

The tip of the long sword in Yu Canghai's hand couldn't stop trembling, and he pointed at Pang Qingyang with the "Biyuan Tengjiao" move. The two of them used the long sword, and the Qingcheng disciple next to him immediately saw that his master's sword was called Pang Qingyang. Qingyang's sword is about the length of a palm.

Judging from this, before the woman's sword touched Yu Canghai, Yu Canghai was able to cut a two-and-a-half-foot gash from her lower abdomen to her throat.

"Good come!"

Pang Qingyang didn't use the old moves, and didn't change moves, but the sword that stabbed at Yu Canghai was deflected halfway, and the target was changed to his long sword, which seemed to be entangled by wicker.

"Liu Si makes spring."

Even a soft wicker, when filled with true energy, can display impressive power, let alone an iron sword!
[Three Chishui]'s sword edge contained strength but did not reveal it, and immediately collided with Yu Canghai's long sword.

"Ding ding ding..."

A series of golden and iron sounds sounded, and fine sparks bloomed between the two.

After one move, the two took a few steps back at the same time.

Yu Canghai looked at Pang Qingyang gloomyly. With this blow, he was even as good as this girl!
The strength of this girl's sword is very strong! !
When his eyes fell on his sword, his pupils constricted suddenly.

"This is……"

Four or five gaps appeared on the blade, very shallow, only three or two hairs thick.

Yu Canghai wiped the blade of the sword, feeling distressed and thought to himself, this is his sword for many years! !

At the same time, an alarm bell sounded in her heart. This girl has a magical weapon in her hand. If the blade collides many times, won't she be cut off from the long sword? !

But he coveted the [Three Chishui] in Pang Qingyang's hands.

He thought, since this girl came to the door, she must keep something if she loses, and when the sword falls into his hands, it will not be considered a robbery.

As for killing the other party! ?

When Yu Canghai thought about the end of the [Songshan School]... No, the other party is just a junior, and as a senior, he must have a corresponding heart.

After this blow, Pang Qingyang had a general idea of ​​his own strength, approached three steps, and stabbed straight again with his sword.

The approaching body shape can make Yu Canghai's long sword's advantages unable to be brought into play.

But after all, Yu Canghai didn't get his name in vain, he swayed left and right, and swung his long sword horizontally, setting off gusts of sword wind.

Pang Qingyang pointed his toes, his posture was like a butterfly flying, his sword walked with him, and he struck casually.

The seemingly light and weak stabbing is actually very powerful.

"Good come!"

Yu Canghai seemed to have turned into a pine needle on a tree, being blown by the wind, his figure kept shaking.

And the long sword in his hand went straight, fierce and swift.

Every time Pang Qingyang stabs, Yu Canghai counterattacks back, the sound of "Ding Ding Ding Ding" is endless.

The speed of the two swords is getting faster and faster in the fight, and the strength is constantly changing, either fierce and fierce, or soft and long, or rapid combo, or avoiding the truth...

The expressions of the Qingcheng disciples also changed several times as the two fought.

From being surprised and envious, to being unbelievable, and finally facing the endless sword light, I was at a loss...

"Master is amazing!"

"...This little girl is actually so strong!?"

"What sword technique does she use? Does anyone know??"

"I can't even see clearly, how can I recognize it!!"

"Who will win??"

"That goes without saying, of course it is Master!"

"But……"

"There's nothing wrong with it! Master is just letting her in now. As long as Master gets serious later, he can take this little girl down in two or three strokes."

"Oh……"

On a giant tree that no one noticed, a black figure stood quietly here. This position just happened to be able to see the entire training ground.

He restrained the breath of his whole body, faintly matching the environment, and no one noticed his existence.

It is said that Pang Qingyang came alone, but in fact Hong Kang has been following behind him.

Hong Kang watched the fight between Pang Qingyang and Yu Canghai, and said silently in his heart: "Qingyang's internal swordsmanship is a bit better than Yu Canghai's, but he hasn't formed his own fighting style and fighting rhythm yet."

"This journey eastward and back home just allows Qingyang to find a fighting style that suits him."

Yu Canghai danced more and more anxiously, the shape of the sword in his hand could not be seen at all, only a blur of silver light.A group of Qingcheng disciples couldn't see the situation of victory or defeat, they only saw that their master's moves were getting faster and faster.And the little girl jumped up and down, as if she was busy parrying.

Thinking that Yu Canghai had gained the upper hand, they all cheered from the sidelines.

But now Yu Canghai's heart is sinking lower and lower, he now has a bitter self-knowledge.

Whenever Pang Qingyang's long sword pierced and touched his long sword, Yu Canghai could feel a numbness in his arm.

He could feel that this girl's internal strength was similar to his own, but the other party's true energy had a sense of sharp cutting, which led to so many moves, and his arm began to tremble even when holding the sword.

In addition, the opponent's weapon is better than her own, and if she is a little careless, the long sword will be broken by her.

But Pang Qingyang thought: "The opponent's swordsmanship has already begun to repeat, and Qianlu's skills are exhausted!"

She had seen Hong Kang and Feng Qingyang discussing swords before, which greatly raised her horizons.

Pang Qingyang discovered that Yu Canghai's swordsmanship was not very advanced, it was mostly combined with lightness kung fu and body skills.

Although most of the sword moves are attack-oriented, fast and dense at first glance, but there are basically no such moves that open and close, and use slow strikes to strike quickly.

Pang Qingyang saw the opening, and suddenly moved a little faster, and he rushed out like a gust of wind.

The first move of "the wind leaves traces" immediately broke the sword circle formed by Yu Canghai's flying sword.

Yu Canghai only felt the weight in his hand and the lightness in his hand, and the long sword came out of his hand.

Then the shoulders sank, the neck felt cold, and the body suddenly froze.

The corner of his eye turned to the left, and a blue-white long sword rested on his shoulder and neck.

Pang Qingyang's breathing was unsteady, but there was a smile on her face.

"Guanzhu Yu, I accept it!"

…………

Yu Renyan, Hou Renying and other Qingcheng disciples stared blankly at the field.

"Father (Master) lost..."

Yu Canghai looked at Pang Qingyang's bright smile, and then noticed the strange eyes of those disciples, he felt so dazzling! !
The old man lost his reputation for most of his life like this? ?
If it gets out and they know that I lost to a young girl, what will people in Jianghu think of me?What about [Qingcheng School]?What face do I have to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes? !
Suddenly, Yu Canghai thought of his master Chang Qingzi.

He suddenly felt that he could understand his master's state of mind when he lost to Lin Yuantu.

(End of this chapter)