The old immortal of the stars, the Dharma controls the heavens

Chapter 105 Qingfeng VS evil spirits
fast!
Unparalleledly fast!

In just the blink of an eye, Linghu Chong felt a ball of red fire appear in front of his eyes.

The piercing edge hits the throat directly, and the move is actually fatal.

Ding!
Even though he was mentally prepared, Linghu Chong was still a little unprepared when facing this blow.But subconsciously, the long sword in his hand was knocked out of the scabbard by him, just like the younger junior brother did when he competed with him.

At this time, Linghu Chong copied his junior brother's move.

The edge of the sword points on the sword body.

Sparks burst out.

With this block, Linghu Chong finally pulled out the long sword. When he took the long sword, the panic in his heart had completely dissipated. In an instant, the sword edge was already cutting along the opponent's sword edge towards the opponent's wrist.

hiss!
The blade rubs.

Stirring up a continuum of sparks.

"!"

Lin Zhennan was shocked. The surprise attack was blocked. Although Lin Zhennan was surprised, it didn't surprise him too much.

If before, he was just bragging too much about Ding Chunqiu's title of Exalted Immortal in the Sword, then what happened next made Lin Zhennan truly believe that the opponent's strength was probably very strong.

At this moment, the senior brother of the Huashan Sect had already glimpsed the pros and cons.

really.

The Huashan Sect should not be underestimated.

If it were before, the other party would really look down on Fuwei Escort Agency.

After some comparison, Lin Zhennan has concluded that the Huashan Sect is much stronger than the Qingcheng Sect.The Five Mountains Sword Sect is already like this, so what about Shaolin Wudang and the Demon Sect?
The attack failed, and Lin Zhennan's mind was spinning with a myriad of thoughts.

Swish!
The figure retreated again.

He immediately returned to the position he had just stood at, and at this time, the fallen scabbard had just fallen to the ground and was inserted into the ground, and the long sword also returned to the scabbard.

At the same time, the sword in Linghu Chong's hand also chose to be sheathed.

"???"

Only then did Yi Lin and the others see clearly that there seemed to be a red trace remaining on the retina, which was disappearing little by little, as if the other party had not moved at all.

If it weren't for the sound of the sword being sheathed echoing in my ears, I would probably think it was just an illusion.

The opponent's sword really made the Huashan and Hengshan disciples break out in a cold sweat.They all fantasized about what would happen if they faced this sword, and the result was silence.

"Brother Linghu, be careful."

"Senior brother, be careful."

"Senior Brother Linghu, be careful."

Linghu Chong had no time to pay attention to the consolation from a group of junior brothers and sisters. At this moment, all his attention was focused on the middle-aged man in front of him who was wearing a big red robe and claiming to be Lin Zhennan, the chief escort of Fuwei Escort Agency.

The sword strike just now scared Linghu Chong into a cold sweat.

At this moment, my back was completely soaked.

Because it's too fast, really too fast.

Linghu Chong had never seen such swift swordsmanship before.

This is no longer a sword move that Kuaijian can describe.

If he hadn't been vigilant, if he had learned the Thirteen Qingfeng Styles and the Zixia Magic Kung Fu, and had become much stronger with the help of his uncle, he might have lost his life accidentally in this face-to-face attack.

But even so, facing the sudden attack of this sword, Linghu Chong still felt a sense of fear, and felt that his heart was beating wildly and was about to burst out of his chest.

"No. 72 Evil-Repelling Sword Technique?"

The identity of the other party and the information he had discovered during this period flashed through his mind. Linghu Chong looked at the strange middle-aged man in front of him and asked.

"good."

After Lin Zhennan got the evil-dispelling sword manual, he wore it as an inner shirt, and once again put on a red robe outside.Faced with Linghu Chong's inquiry, Lin Zhennan lowered his voice again at this moment, holding the sword in one hand and gently stroking the cold sword blade with his index finger, and replied: "This is the family's sword manual for warding off evil."

Upon hearing this, Linghu Chong became even more disdainful of the second rumor.

Could this look like the sword manual of the Huashan faction plotting against his Fuwei Escort Agency?
Not to mention Lin Zhennan's success in practicing the sword manual, but the ability of his junior brother to create martial arts is far beyond that of a sword manual.

Linghu Chong, who knew the basics, looked at this as a big joke.

Moreover, the sword strike just now did not make Linghu Chong feel that there was any intention behind it, but it was just so fast that it caught people off guard.

In terms of concept, this evil-repelling sword manual falls short.

But compared to this, Linghu Chong was more concerned about another thing: "Since Mr. Lin is in front of Mr. Lin, there is one thing I don't understand."

"What worries or grudges does our Huashan faction have with your Fuwei Escort Agency?"

"I actually let you find us and kill us as an elder."

"From the information I found, I remember that it was my junior brother and junior sister who were helping your Fuwei Escort Agency."

Faced with Linghu Chong's questioning, Lin Zhennan felt even more disgusted in his heart, feeling that such pretense was the work of a real hypocrite.

"Clam!"

"It's just a hypocrite's approach."

"You are just here for my family's evil sword manual."

"If there hadn't been an accident on the way and I had escaped, I'm afraid the evil-proofing sword manual would have fallen into the hands of your Huashan sect." Lin Zhennan made a direct gesture of vomiting, and even slapped his nose with his hand. It seemed like I could smell a pungent stench.

Lin Zhennan did not tell what Ding Chunqiu did to his wife. After all, this was the last bit of face he could save as a man.

I also want to help the Lin family's reputation and my son Lin Pingzhi.

After all, sometimes the face is too great.

But when these words fell into Linghu Chong's ears, he became furious.

You must know that Linghu Chong has always been a naughty person. He may not be able to distinguish between good and bad, but he attaches great importance to commitment and agrees with his own impression of people.

Once someone's impression deteriorates in Linghu Chong's eyes, it will be very difficult to restore it.

The word sensibility falls on Linghu Chong's identity very appropriately.

At this moment, Linghu Chong had a very bad impression of Lin Zhennan, who was wearing a big red robe. Once the impression was bad, Linghu Chong would no longer pay attention to etiquette when speaking.

"For the sword manual to ward off evil?"

Linghu Chong seemed to have heard something funny, so he responded sarcastically: "It's not that I, Linghu Chong, don't want to see you. What right does a mere Fuwei Escort have to think that the Huashan Sect is snooping on your family's sword manual?"

"Perhaps the evil-fighting sword manual has gained a great reputation in the past, but Mr. Lin, you too underestimate the swordsmanship in this world."

"Come."

"Today, right here, under the witness of all the junior brothers and junior sisters from Hengshan, let you see the superb swordsmanship of Huashan."

The strength of the swordsmanship should be determined by the sword.

Whoever loses or lies is not qualified.

"?"

Although Lin Zhennan had doubts and was somewhat impressed by the martial arts of this great disciple of the Huashan Sect, he didn't pay too much attention.

Faced with Linghu Chong's sword art invitation, he naturally did not refuse.

He wanted to defeat the Huashan Sect in a sword fight, and while truly rebuilding the reputation of the Fuwei Escort Agency, he also wanted to point out the hypocrisy of the Huashan Sect and other well-known sects.

The more he practiced the sword technique to ward off evil, the more confident Lin Zhennan became.

Without speaking, Lin Zhennan just stood there holding his sword and staggering his steps slightly.

Upon seeing this, Linghu Chong waved his hand to signal the junior brothers and sisters to push away, then he took three steps forward with his sword and faced him from a distance.

It's windy in the south.The sudden breeze made people's clothes whistle.

It can be regarded as adding a little softness to this heavy pressure.

Just when the breeze gradually stopped, just when Lin Zhennan raised his wrist to draw his sword, he saw Linghu Chong making a move.

Linghu Chong was seen holding the sword across his chest, looking at the sword in his hand, and said in an indifferent tone: "This sword is the Huashan sword. It has a blade of three feet and three feet and weighs three kilograms and eighty taels. It is made from an ordinary spirit." Made of iron. Licensed by the master and given by the master’s wife.”

If there was a time in Linghu Chong's career when sword fighting made the most profound impression, then it was the day when he first met his junior brother Qingfeng Thirteen Styles.

That tone and gesture really shocked Linghu Chong on the spot.

Even before the confrontation, they were already completely at a disadvantage verbally.

With a body full of force, he was suppressed by three points just with his words.

At this moment, Linghu Chong naturally used it again.

However, when they were on the mountain, Linghu Chong later went to weigh the long sword and found that it did not weigh six pounds or seven taels at all. It was purely nonsense made by his junior brother Ding Chunqiu.

of course.

This is also Linghu Chong's second time.

The first time was when I was competing against Master Feng Qingyang's uncle at Siguoya, and was beaten violently.

And now Linghu Chong used it on Lin Zhennan again.

Seeing Lin Zhennan's astonishment, Linghu Chong asked, "Where is your sword?"

"..."

Lin Zhennan never imagined that a disciple of the Huashan Sect would be in such a situation when he actually fought with swords. His performance was the same as when Linghu Chong faced Ding Chunqiu at the beginning.

Because Fuwei Escort Agency is at a higher level in the martial arts world, Lin Zhennan has no access to the top masters in the martial arts world.

It was precisely because of this that there was a huge flaw in his understanding of the world.

The master he came into contact with later was Yu Canghai of the Qingcheng Sect. The Qingcheng Sect was only a second-rate force in the world. They were hunted down by men in black together with the other party and were in such a state of embarrassment that they were almost wiped out.

Could it be that this is a scene that only sword masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect compete with at this level?

Feeling the inexplicable pressure coming towards his face, Lin Zhennan felt really powerful.

But more importantly, Lin Zhennan felt that he had already learned.

It turns out that this is the style of the first-class sect in the world.

No matter whether the other party is hypocritical or not, that attitude is indeed superior to that of the Qingcheng faction.

Seeing Linghu Chong's question, Lin Zhennan responded in order not to lose the reputation of Fuwei Escort Agency: "This sword is the family's sword. It has a three-foot blade and weighs three kilograms and three taels. It is passed down from the family."

The sword in his hand was a family heirloom, and it was once Lin Yuantu's sword.

This sword was not considered a magic weapon, and even after the escort agency grew and became rich, he bought better weapons. However, after Lin Zhennan practiced the evil-fighting sword manual, this sword became his sword.

It is inheritance, and it is also a metaphor for the heart with a sword.

aside.

Not to mention the junior brothers of the Huashan Sect, even Yilin and several other Hengshan Sect nuns were dumbfounded.

They have never seen such a scene in their whole lives.

Yilin, the youngest, even had her eyes shining brightly.

That kind of strange atmosphere can be called an addictive poison for the disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect who mainly focus on swords.

Even Hengshan disciples who were born in Buddhism cannot avoid this inexplicable attraction.

For a moment, no matter who it was, they could not help but weigh the sword in their hands.

"General Guard Lin, do you know how to sword?" After seeing Lin Zhennan learn to answer in the same way, Linghu Chong sighed in his heart about how special his junior brother was, but he continued to press hard.

You know this sentence, he, Linghu Chong, made Uncle Feng very angry.

Although the final result was a beating.

With himself and Uncle Feng as examples, Linghu Chong had to admit the lethality of these words.

"!!!"

Lin Zhennan's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he felt angry.

He felt that these words were mocking Fuwei Escort. Before he got the anti-evil sword manual, the family's 72-way anti-evil sword technique was even better than his own by Qingcheng sect disciples.

There is nothing more murderous than this.

Hearing such words at this time made Lin Zhennan recall the heart-wrenching feeling again.

But now that he has learned the evil sword manual, he understands swordsmanship.

So Lin Zhennan replied: "Now I know how to sword."

"No!"

"Boss Mr. Lin, you don't understand swords!" Linghu Chong responded to Lin Zhennan's impatient rebuttal and denied it. His expression was very serious: "Your sword is telling me that it is sad!"

"A tool as cold as a dead thing."

"Some people are just quick."

While practicing martial arts at Si Guo Ya, Linghu Chong also realized that there was an uncle in the Huashan Sect who was an extremely skilled swordsman, and he told him what a sword was.

From the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng to the basic swordsmanship of Huashan, they all have meaning.

Follow the mountains and the wind.

Either strange or dangerous.

It has the intention of recruiting.

Whether it can be used is one thing, but the moves have meaning in the sword.

When the wind master uncle accompanied him to practice the Thirteen Qingfeng Styles, Linghu Chong got to know the swordsmanship of the sect again, and even felt the unfathomable depth of the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles.

However, Linghu Chong could not sense Lin Zhennan's intention in the previous sword strike.

Its speed is not so much the speed of a sword as it is the speed of a person.

To Lin Zhennan, the sword is just a carrier.

Wouldn't it be faster to use a dagger or a needle?

As soon as these words came out, it was another kind of insult in Lin Zhennan's ears.

It is an insult to the ancestor Lin Yuantu, and it is an insult to the evil-repelling sword manual.

"You Huashan sect are really so annoying."

"It's the same with Ding Chunqiu, and it's the same with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhennan took action.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the person moved with the sword, bringing a ball of red fire directly towards Linghu Chong, and the evil-fighting sword technique came out.

Seeing Lin Zhennan's explosive state of mind, Linghu Chong was naturally alert. He also unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and the Thirteen Qingfeng Styles appeared with the sword.

One is as fast as lightning.

One has no intention to kill.

This is not a battle between swords and swords, but a duel between swords and people.

The first collision between the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng and the Exorcist Sword Manual began.

(End of this chapter)