Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

When he arrived, Lin Pingzhi no longer used Dugu Nine Swords.

But Feng Qingyang could also see it.

Su Mingyue is Lin Pingzhi.

Before, when he left.

I did not see Lin Pingzhi.

So don't know.

But the moment he saw it, he knew that Lin Pingzhi was right.

Mu Renqing saw that neither of them was using swords at this time.

Can't help but be a little surprised.

"Brother, why don't they use swords?"

Mu Renqing looked at Feng Qingyang beside him in puzzlement and asked.

Feng Qingyang looked at Lin Pingzhi and Ximen Chuixue indifferently.

"A sword is like a soldier, and the person who wields it depends on the person; there is a sword like a person, and the person who wields it is in the heart."

He said lightly.

Mu Renqing couldn't help but froze for a moment.

He didn't understand what it meant.

As far as Mu Renqing's swordsmanship is concerned, it can be considered formidable.

But what Feng Qingyang meant, he really couldn't understand.

Feng Qingyang glanced helplessly at Mu Renqing.

"They all already have the sword heart, whether they have a sword or not, it's all the same, it depends on whose sword heart is more powerful, the winner will have a clear sword heart, and the loser will die!"

Mu Renqing nodded with a half understanding.

He felt that what the eldest brother Feng Qingyang said was too profound.

Difficult to understand.

And he doesn't want to understand.

Anyway, I have an apprentice who is the Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi.

No one dared to fight with me.

What do I need to know?

I don't need to understand Sword Immortal Ape!

With this thought in mind, Mu Renqing looked at Lin Pingzhi and Ximen Chuixue with relish.

Ximen Chuuxue made a fist, stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and merged them to form a sword finger.

The same goes for Lin Pingzhi.

"Su Mingyue! Look at the sword!"

Ximen Chuuxue yelled loudly, and kept waving his sword fingers.

Lin Pingzhi's face was extremely determined.

He also poked out his sword finger.

Although neither of them met anyone.

But the two swords condensed by internal force kept clashing in the air.

"drink!"

Ximen Chuuxue roared.

Lin Pingzhi glanced at Ximen Chuuxue lightly.

"Ximen Fuxue! You're not good enough!"

He waved his sword finger.

The sword condensed from the internal force in the air immediately transformed into countless swords.

"Shhhhh!"

Countless swords stabbed at Ximen Chuixue.

These are all Lin Pingzhi's sword energy.

Surprise flashed in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.

He tried to be like Lin Pingzhi.

However, the sword finger he was waving suddenly froze.

Internal power!