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

Chapter 106 The breeze wards off evil spirits
The man is fast and the sword is fast.

Lin Zhennan shows off 72 evil sword techniques.

Every move and every move was aimed directly at Linghu Chong's fatal vitals, and every move with the sword was struck from an unexpected place.

This was the first time Linghu Chong had seen the strange and cruel sword moves.

Ding!Ding!Ding!
The sound of sword-to-sword collision continued, and the collision, supported by the internal strength of both sides, even spattered countless sparks.

The more he beat, the more frightened Linghu Chong became.

If he hadn't learned the Zixia Magic Skill and the Thirteen Qingfeng Styles, with his past martial arts skills, he would have been killed by his sword in less than ten moves when faced with this weird sword technique.

"!"

The fiery red flashing in front of Linghu Chong's eyes made him feel a little dazzled. Looking at it intently made him feel uncomfortable all over.

What made Linghu Chong even more concerned was that this evil-repelling sword manual was really powerful.

The opponent's sword moves were continuous, and the moves continued to attack him like a drizzle of rain.

Moreover, in Linghu Chong's view, the sword moves were not a continuous sequence of sword moves themselves, but rather were forcibly connected together with the support of speed.

In Linghu Chong's opinion, this weird feeling confirmed once again that although the evil-repelling sword moves were made at a weird angle, they were essentially scattered moves that were put together using quick characters.

That's because the Thirteen Qingfeng Styles in his hand are the true secret of continuous sword moves.

In comparison, the differences are immediately apparent.

Linghu Chong felt that this evil-repelling sword manual would be nothing if its speed slowed down.

However, this extremely fast attack speed immediately caused Linghu Chong to take defensive measures.

He was like a sea-fixing needle. Even though Lin Zhennan's sword stirred like a violent ocean current, he did not move a single inch under Linghu Chong's defense.

What's more important is that there is no real intention in the opponent's sword moves. They are simply driven by the speed of the body. When faced with the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles, they seem to be restrained.

"?"

After a dozen moves passed, Lin Zhennan felt like he was hitting a turtle shell.

No matter how fast your moves are, the opponent will always defend yourself inexplicably.

It felt as if before I made a move, I had already led the opponent's sword to parry in advance.

This feeling of coming first made Lin Zhennan very uncomfortable.

As he retreated violently, Lin Zhennan stepped back several feet and stood on the same spot, pointing his sword diagonally at the ground and asked, "What kind of swordsmanship are you doing?"

hiss!hiss!hiss!
The ground continued to crack with various sword marks, and for a while Linghu Chong's feet were covered with dense marks.

"The unique skill of Huashan Town Sect."

"The Thirteen Qingfeng Styles were created by my master and my wife for ten years."

Facing Lin Zhennan's inquiry, Linghu Chong directly reported the name of his swordsmanship. This was the plan of his master and his wife, and he followed the trend.

At this moment, the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng were officially displayed in the world by him, the senior brother of the Huashan Sect.

Qingfeng Thirteen Styles?
Lin Zhennan murmured and repeated the name, already having a very high evaluation of this swordsmanship in his heart.

In his opinion, the sword technique that can withstand the evil-repelling sword manual is naturally a unique skill in swordsmanship.

Compared to Lin Zhennan, who came from a bodyguard bureau and did not understand the situation at the top of Jianghu, Yi Lin and other Hengshan sect disciples, who had been dumbfounded for a long time, were even more surprised.

When did the Huashan Sect have such swordsmanship?

You must know that most of the swordsmanship in the Five Mountains Sword Sect is based on the mountains.

However, they were not surprised to hear from Linghu Chong that it was Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze who spent ten years creating it.

It can be said that the juniors in the world have a huge filter on the fantasies of their seniors.

Then everyone looked suddenly enlightened.

"The Thirteen Qingfeng Styles are not bad." Lin Zhennan finally praised.

Although Linghu Chong's face felt a little hot when he lied, after hearing Lin Zhennan's words of praise, Linghu Chongfeng actually laughed out loud: "It's not bad, but it makes me think that you don't understand swords anymore."

The fight just now gave Linghu Chong a strange feeling.

That is the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles which seems to be very restrained in warding off evil spirits.

Just like what he said before, Lin Zhennan doesn't understand swords at all.

The thirteen postures of Qingfeng take Qingfeng as its meaning and Tian as its sword meaning.

As long as there is wind, it can be regarded as a bonus to sword moves in various senses.

Especially with the help of his great-uncle Feng Qingyang, Linghu Chong gained a better understanding of the Thirteen Qingfeng Styles and realized that this sword art encompasses a very broad scope.

This sword technique can be changed according to the will of the wind.

What shocked Linghu Chong the most was when his great-uncle Feng Qingyang discovered that the Thirteen Qingfeng Styles could be used backwards and turned into acupuncture techniques.

It turns out this is more than just a swordsmanship.

Linghu Chong was even more shocked by his junior brother's talent.

He felt that before he learned the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, what his junior brother said was right. He, Linghu Chong, didn't know how to sword.

Only after learning the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng did I realize the profound unexpectedness of this unique skill. Looking back, I realized that my past mastery of Huashan Swordsmanship was only superficial.

In the past, I only learned sword moves, and I didn't do any research on the meaning of the moves.

In Linghu Chong's opinion, the Lin Zhennan in front of him was worse than his previous self.

There is no real meaning in the sword moves, they are purely the product of the word "quick".

Rather than saying it is a sword move, it is more like a derivative of the human arm, which pursues more lethality.

If we continue to increase the speed, I am afraid that the needle is the best carrier.

Just facing the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles, no matter how fast Lin Zhennan is, so what?
The faster the speed, the stronger the wind.

On the contrary, its speed became the source of activation of Qingfeng Thirteen Styles.

"...You really don't understand."

When he saw the change in Lin Zhennan's expression, Linghu Chong felt that he couldn't help but sigh and sigh in his heart. He just felt that this person had been controlled by the evil sword manual.

The sword and the man are both puppets.

Do not!
This evil-repelling sword manual may not be a sword technique at all.

Unless the Lin Zhennan in front of him can find his own way and display the true evil-proofing sword power, otherwise... he will definitely lose in the face of Qingfeng Thirteen Styles.

If the speed increases again, Linghu Chong may not be able to defeat him.

But people have their limits!
Linghu Chong felt that Lin Zhennan's speed had reached a certain threshold. He could increase it a little, but it would be very difficult to increase it even higher.

"Poor man."

"General Guard Lin, it would be fine if you faced other sects today, but in front of our Huashan Sect, there is only one word waiting for you - defeat."

Slowly raising the long sword in his hand, Linghu Chong pointed a pair of swords in one hand, and pointed the long sword in the distance at the middle-aged man wearing a red robe in front of him, and said: "You must know that the breeze can ward off evil spirits!"

"On behalf of the Huashan Sect, I want you to be defeated to the point of shame."

The previous moves were just defensive, but now Linghu Chong officially started his offensive.

"You Huashan sect goes too far in bullying others."

It had been unable to attack for a long time, which was a blow to Lin Zhennan's inflated confidence. At this moment, he once again heard Linghu Chong's denial of the family's inherited evil swordsmanship, his denial of his family ancestor. Lin Zhennan was so angry that he resumed his sharp voice, Screaming: "You must die!"

As the words fell, a sound sounded like the neighing sound of a night owl weeping blood.

Lin Zhennan was so angry that he actually increased his speed by one point again. As his body rioted, the figure swayed in front of Linghu Chong, and the long sword in his hand directly stabbed the opponent's heart at a strange angle.

His eyes lit up, and Linghu Chong's Qingfeng Thirteen Style sword moves appeared in response.

The move was actually the last one, the wind stilled and the trees were still, and it was actually reversed.

Facing the strong wind whipped up by Lin Zhennan's fast figure, Linghu Chong wanted to overpower the opponent and use his sword intent to stop the opponent's speed. "!"

Under this sword, Lin Zhennan's eyes showed a look of horror.

how come?
Looking at the long sword appearing in front of him and on his chest, his figure came to an abrupt halt, and he had no choice but to withdraw and deflect again.

His body twisted to Linghu Chong's side at an odd speed, and he stabbed out with the long sword in his hand again.

But at the moment when he stabbed out, Lin Zhennan discovered that Linghu Chong had only turned slightly to the side, and the sword in his hand had passed under his armpit and was blocked in front of his chest.

"!!"

His expression changed again, Lin Zhennan raised his spirits and changed his direction again.

But the result was the same as before, the opponent's long sword appeared on his chest again.

"!!!"

He turned and turned five times in a row, but was forced by the opponent's move.

This situation made Lin Zhennan furious, but there was also an unspeakable fear.

At this moment, Lin Zhennan only felt why the long sword in his hand was three inches shorter than the Huashan Sect's sword. One inch longer and one inch stronger. This was vividly demonstrated at this time.

What's more important is that five consecutive changes of direction have caused Lin Zhennan's crotch to start to hurt, and it seems that the wound is showing signs of disintegration.

And being blocked five times also caused Lin Zhennan's explosive speed to drop sharply.

The five slowdowns were actually to stop the wind and the trees.

When Linghu Chong saw this, he felt that the opponent was not worthy of being defeated by Qingfeng Thirteen Styles.

After the opponent's speed dropped sharply, he lost the deterrence brought by the word "fast".

In one move, the sword moves in his hand suddenly changed.

He actually used the sword move he created on Siguo Cliff under the guidance of his uncle Feng Qingyang to match his own state of mind - Qingfeng Thirteen Styles Change·36 Troubled Wind.

almost simultaneously.

Lin Zhennan also took out what was at the bottom of the box.

With a click of her fingertips, an embroidery needle came out.

laugh!
laugh!
Ding!
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and Lin Zhennan's figure quickly retreated like a ball of red fireball, disappearing at that rapid speed in the blink of an eye.

"Humph!"

With a muffled grunt, Linghu Chong turned sideways to avoid the hidden weapon attack, but a long blood mark still appeared on the bridge of his nose.

And his sword was also stained with a lot of blood.

Linghu Chong's eyes fell on the hidden weapon that he knocked off with his sword blade, and then he realized that it was a small embroidery needle.

"Embroidery needles?"

"Is there really such a thing?"

After picking it up and observing it carefully, Linghu Chong looked strange, but he was also glad that there was no quenching poison on the embroidery needle.

I was even thinking about how if I used an embroidery needle as a weapon and my speed increased by a few points, could I block it?

At this time, the junior brothers and sisters from the Huashan Sect and the Hengshan Sect came up tremblingly, worried about Senior Brother Linghu's injury.

But they didn't know that the scene in front of them had been clearly seen by someone in the dark.

Especially when Lin Zhennan threw the flying needle, this man had already pronounced the name related to Huashan.

"Duyuan Zen Master Lin Yuantu."

"Evil Resisting Sword Manual."

Under the setting sun, the long gray hair looked particularly eye-catching. In a daze, Feng Qingyang seemed to have returned to the time when he had just debuted.

At that time, Lin Yuantu was famous all over the world for his evil sword recitation.

Glancing at Linghu Chong who was surrounded by a group of nuns, Feng Qingyang felt that Linghu Chong was indeed more lucky than himself.

When I was just starting out, I didn't realize that the evil sword manual was not a swordsmanship at all. I just thought it was weird and unpredictable. It wasn't until I mastered the Dugu Nine Swords that I discovered the problem.

Now Feng Qingyang is becoming more and more interested in the person who created the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles of Swordsmanship.

Is it Ding Chunqiu, the junior fellow of the Huashan sect known as the Exiled Immortal in the Sword?

He Feng Qingyang became interested.

This is the interest that a great swordsman has in fellow swordsmen.

The evil-fighting sword manual is not worthy of comparison with the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, and Feng Qingyang, the Sunflower Book from the same source, naturally loses interest.

Feng Qingyang now just wants to see which one is stronger between his Dugu Nine Swords and the opponent's Thirteen Qingfeng Styles.

He has no interest in beating the juniors, but he is very interested in beating the ultimate swordsman.

This can also be regarded as a continuation of the Huashan Sect's sword energy dispute.

On the road.

Lin Zhennan came back disappointed.

When practicing magical skills, he failed and returned home after just starting out.

This result was an insult to Lin Zhennan, no less than his wife falling into the hands of Ding Chunqiu of the Huashan faction.

Isn’t this all for nothing?

Lin Zhennan's self-confidence was severely damaged in this first battle.

Wiping the wound on his arm with Dahongpao, Lin Zhennan once again had a high opinion of the Huashan Sect's force.

Moreover, I heard that the Huashan Sect is the weakest among the Five Mountains Sword Sect. This comparison with the Five Mountains Sword Sect is simply terrifying.

How strong will the Shaolin Wudang and Sun Moon Sect be on top of that?

Thinking about it like this is terrifying.

If Lin Zhennan once underestimated Jianghu as a businessman, now he has elevated Jianghu as a Jianghu man.

From the beginning to the end, I never fully understood my position, just like a blind man groping for an elephant.

There is definitely no problem with the sword manual to ward off evil spirits.

Then the problem can only be caused by yourself.

It's because of my own qualifications and because my training time is too short.

Feeling the wound on his arm, Lin Zhennan took a long breath. He thought of his wife and son who were captured, and Lin Zhennan's heart ached more and more.

Even the feeling in my crotch started to hurt again.

Lin Zhennan, who originally thought of fighting alone, underestimated the Huashan faction after being screwed by Linghu Chong. Now he decided to keep his word.

"It seems that we still need help from others."

When thinking about Yu Canghai from the Qingcheng Sect, Lin Zhennan felt a little twitchy in his heart when he recalled it.

The so-called impermanence of things in the world is vividly reflected in the identities of the two.

"Based on the Qingcheng Party's spying on my family's anti-evil sword manual, I guess Master Yu also wants revenge."

"We will be traveling together."

With an idea in his mind, Lin Zhennan decided to recruit foreign aid to bring Yu Canghai in and become like-minded people.

If Yu Canghai doesn't cut it, he, Lin Zhennan, is familiar with it and will help him personally.

Lin Zhennan's thoughts have even spread to defeating Ding Chunqiu, and also cutting the opponent's chicken with a knife.

Thinking of this scene, Lin Zhennan suddenly became happy, and his damaged self-confidence returned.

　If there is something else going on these days, NO.11 or NO.12 will be updated and restored into two or three chapters!
　　
　
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