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Chapter 136 Chapter 133: The Magic Sword Unsheathed
Ouyang Feiying suppressed his anger, looked at Ling Yun with sharp eyes like a falcon, seemed to have realized something, and said slowly: "I remembered, you are Ling Yun who came with the head of the Longmen Escort Bureau."

"You have a good memory!" Ling Yun crossed his arms and raised his chin slightly, with an appreciative smile on his face.

"It seems that you were the one who shot the bone to save the masked dancer on my birthday?"

"You guessed right."

Ouyang Feiying pointed at Shangguan Yan, his pupils shrank involuntarily: "So, you were the one who rescued her that night."

Ling Yun put down his folded arms, stroked the steed, smiled slightly, but showed regret: "It's a pity that the flying knife didn't kill you."

Ouyang Feiying's expression was extremely ugly!

That flying knife was so unpredictable, even with his level [-] master cultivation, he was almost shot to death with one knife.

Of course, he was careless that night and didn't notice it for a while.He believed that if Ling Yun used the throwing knife again today, he would be able to dodge it with his multiple shadow division technique.

Ouyang Feiying took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Today I want to learn about your throwing knife again."

"No, today I will let you experience my scimitar."

Ling Yun's eyes were like lightning, and he slowly pulled out the full moon scimitar from his waist.

With a curved handle, the blade is as green as a distant mountain, as green as a lake in the eyes of lovers.

The blade is curved like a crescent moon, and a line of verse is engraved on it: the small building listens to the spring rain all night.

The moment the scimitar was unsheathed, there was no dazzling light, and it seemed very ordinary.

However, Ling Yun could feel the strong killing intent coming from the scimitar.

This is a demonic bloodthirsty sword, and only its true owner can control it.Otherwise, it will devour the soul and become the servant of the magic knife.

Obviously, Ling Yun is now the real owner of this scimitar.

Sitting on the dragon chariot, Ouyang Feiying leaned forward, his eyes focused on the seemingly ordinary scimitar in Ling Yun's hand.

His pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly, and his face became serious.

Although he and Ling Yun were more than ten feet apart, Ouyang Feiying could feel the strong murderous aura coming from that machete!
"What a machete!"

Ouyang Feiying slowly stood up from the dragon chariot, his whole body filled with true energy.

He was about to attack Xiang Lingyun when he saw an old man in black robes bowing to him and saying:

"To kill a traitor, His Majesty He Lao will do it himself, and wait for the old minister to go and shoot him dead."

This black-robed old man is the remaining He Biweng of the Xuanming and Elders, and he has now been named the chief guard of the palace by Ouyang Feiying.

Living in a high position, enjoying the glory and wealth, and now someone finds fault, he, the chief guard, will naturally stand up to share the emperor's worries.

"Well," Ouyang Feiying nodded slightly, sat back on the dragon carriage, and told He Biweng: "This son is very skilled in martial arts, be careful with his scimitar."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely take this son down." He Biweng looked confident.

Isn't he just a boy, maybe his throwing knife is very powerful, but how advanced is his martial arts?
His Majesty must have been careless that night to be hit by his throwing knife.

Crane Biweng took out the pair of crane beak pens from his waist, his cloudy eyes suddenly brightened, and his black robe bulged.

General Dutong ordered the Imperial Guards around to disperse so as not to be affected by the fighting between the two sides.

In a duel between masters of this level, the aura of swords exuded cannot be resisted by these imperial guards.

Although he didn't know how high Ling Yun's martial arts were, he was still very clear about He Biweng's martial arts.

Sima Chengfeng frowned slightly, and said to Ling Yun: "Hebiweng and Luzhangke are called the two elders of Xuanming, famous in the Western Regions, and their martial arts are very powerful. You have to be careful, don't underestimate the enemy."

Although Sima Chengfeng was very confident in Ling Yun's martial arts, when he saw He Biweng appearing on the stage, he couldn't help saying that he was afraid that Ling Yun would underestimate the enemy.

If he knew that Lu Zhangke had been killed by Ling Yun's palm, he would not have said these words.

Sima Lingfeng smiled slightly: "Brother, you worry too much, I can guarantee that Brother Ling will defeat He Biweng within ten moves."

Shangguan Yan brushed her blue hair disheveled by the cold wind, and looked at Ling Yun: "It should be within five strokes!"

She had seen Ling Yun kill Lu Zhangke with one palm, so she naturally believed that Ling Yun could defeat He Biweng within five moves.

Although, she has never seen Ling Yun wielding a knife.

But it should be very powerful!

It seems that among the martial arts that Ling Yun has learned, there is not a single one that is not shocking.

Ling Yun caressed the cyan scimitar lightly, the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "One knife is enough."

A knife?

All three were stunned.

Even Shangguan Yan felt that Ling Yun was too confident?
Ling Yun killed Lu Zhangke with one palm, it was because Lu Zhangke and Ling Yun fought hard with their palms, if Lu Zhangke didn't fight hard, Ling Yun should have at least five moves.

It is really too big to deal with He Biweng with one knife.

Crane Pen Weng is angry!

Although he and Ling Yun were more than ten feet apart, Ling Yun's contemptuous expression said that one knife is enough, which really made He Biweng extremely angry!
This son is really too arrogant, he simply doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

If you don't kill this son today, it's really hard to vent your anger!
Crane Biweng jumped up, made a mistake with both pens, and pointed towards Ling Yun in the void.

This point, piercing the void, is like a pen of God.

This point condenses He Biweng's lifelong skills.

Just now this son said that he wanted to defeat him with a single blow, Hebiweng wanted to kill him today.

Murderous aura instantly filled the entire void, no matter what angle Ling Yun looked at, he couldn't escape and resist.

The expressions of Sima Chengfeng, Sima Lingfeng and Shangguan Yan couldn't help but change slightly.

Although they were two or three feet away from Lingyun, they all felt the huge oppression of the pair of crane pens, as if they were locked by the seductive judge and could not break free.

They all knew that if they were to fight Hebiweng, the fact that Hebiweng had two pens would be enough to kill them.

Sitting on the dragon chariot, Ouyang Feiying caressed the armrest of the dragon chariot, stretched his slanted eyebrows, and showed satisfaction at the corners of his mouth.

He Biweng is worthy of being one of the famous Xuanming elders who moved the Western Regions. This is a little empty, even if he comes to face it, he must move carefully to resolve it.

Ling Yun sat on the horse, still holding the scimitar in his hand, still motionless.

Ouyang Feiying snorted coldly to himself, this kid is so arrogant, I'm afraid he will fall under the pen of He Biweng.

hum~
The scimitar in Ling Yun's hand moved, with a buzzing sound, like thousands of gods and demons whispering, or roaring!

The cyan scimitar suddenly shot out a dazzling light, and even the big sun in the sky dimmed a bit at this moment.

The saber aura is unparalleled, and the surrounding air seems to be chopped into pieces by this saber aura.

It's just such a knife, but it contains the essence of all changes in the knife technique.

This knife is unparalleled in power, unstoppable by gods and demons!

The pair of magic pens pointing towards Ling Yun in the void were instantly enveloped by the light of the saber,
Crane Biweng who was in mid-air felt an unprecedented fear!
The fear of being swallowed by the magic knife!
(End of this chapter)