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Feiyun Sword Ye Feiyun, Xuanzhen Dao Chang, Broken Wave Sword Feng Han, Flying Dragon Sword Zuo Shaojie, and seven or eight famous masters gathered together.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is what I led someone to search from under Ling Daxia's bed. ”

Zuo Shaojie took out the sword book, and after he finished speaking, his eyes turned to Ling Feng and said, "Ling Daxia, do you have anything else to say?"

Ling Feng smiled faintly and said, "Then you might as well show you this sword book!"

Zuo Shaojie handed the Feiyun Sword Book to a middle-aged man in a green robe, this person was Liu Songlin, a swordsman from Cangsong, and he was also a warrior master.

Liu Songlin opened it and looked at it, his face was strange, and he didn't say a word, and handed it to another famous master, Nanshan Jushi Du.

After reading Du Bad's injury, he couldn't help laughing, and said, "Zuo Daxia might as well take a look for himself!"

Zuo Shaojie opened it and took a look, and found that except for the first few pages, there were all naked male and female patterns, which was clearly a book of Spring Palace Pictures! He suddenly turned pale, and secretly said in his heart, I obviously put the sword book in it with my own hands, how could it become a Spring Palace map? He said coldly: "Ling Yun, it must be that you have hidden the sword book in your sister Ling Yu a long time ago, and use this fake sword book to confuse our sight." ”

At this time, Song Yurou came in with two guards and said with a smile: "I have just asked the two of them to search my room, and there is nothing in it." ”

Ling Feng said lightly: "Actually, not long ago, my Soul Dementor Sword Spectrum was also stolen, and I also want to search your room!"

Nanshan Jushi smiled: "I have no opinion!"

Liu Songlin said lightly: "I don't have an opinion!"

Ye Feiyun, Feng Han, and Xuanzhen Dao Elders also had no opinions.

Song Yurou said: "Since this is the case, let's start with Ye Daxia's room first!"

Ye Feiyun said indifferently: "Okay!"

A moment later, Ye Feiyun was in his bedroom.

Song Yurou searched for a moment, and suddenly found a yellowed book from under the pillow, on which were written the four big characters of the Dementor Sword Book. He handed the sword book to Liu Songlin.

Liu Songlin looked at it for a while, and found that it was indeed a sword move, as well as a mental method formula, and an internal force running meridian diagram, so he passed it on to several other people.

These are all the dementor sword scores that Ling Feng deliberately found someone to draw in the past three days. One point is Ling Feng's experience in cultivating sword intent given by Ling Feng according to the Canglang Secret Codex, and the other nine points are all the mental method operation lines that Ling Feng speculated out of thin air and boldly drawn. Whoever practices will definitely go mad and die.

The realm of everyone is limited, so naturally they can't see the mystery in it, and think it's a real sword spectrum.

At this time, Ling Feng said lightly: "Ye Daxia, what do you explain?"

Ye Feiyun sighed: "I have nothing to say!"

Everyone immediately accused: "I didn't expect Ye Feiyun to be such a despicable villain!"

Suddenly, Liu Songlin's expression changed, holding his breath, but his body was still weak and he sat on the ground.

Several others, including Ling Feng and Song Yurou, also lost their strength and fell to the ground.

Only Ye Feiyun, Feng Han, and Zuo Shaojie are fine.

"Ye Feiyun didn't expect you to be so shameless, and you actually treated us softly!"

Xuan Zhendao looked at the smoke of the incense burner with long eyes, and suddenly understood, and said coldly, he didn't expect the other party to even calculate himself.

Ye Feiyun said lightly: "Originally, I didn't want to kill you, if I want to blame him, I can blame him for being too smart, I can only make this decision." ”

"Ling Daxia, since you are clever enough to send the sword spectrum, you can die now!"

After Zuo Shaojie finished speaking, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and the snow-bright sword blade quickly slashed towards Ling Feng's neck.

Suddenly, a wave of sword intent poured out from Ling Feng's eyebrows, piercing into Zuo Shaojie's mind, and the illusion of sword intent trapped his consciousness.

Almost at the same time, Ling Feng suddenly drew his sword, and the cyan blade stabbed into Zuo Shaojie's throat.

"Congratulations to the player, you killed the Flying Dragon Sword Zuo Shaojie and gained 160 points of essence and 180 points of chivalry. ”

Ling Feng was not poisoned because he had changed a poison-avoiding pill from Song Yurou and took it.

The Broken Wave Knife Feng Han's expression changed drastically, and he quickly drew the knife, and the lightning fast knife slashed towards Ling Feng, and before the blade arrived, there was a terrifying cold air. The so-called drawing knife cuts off the water, but his knife can break the waves, because the cold air will freeze the two halves of the waves into ice cubes in an instant, and they can no longer be put together! If it is used to kill people, the blade will not even be stained with a drop of blood!

Ye Feiyun also pointed out suddenly, and a stream of sword qi shot out towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's body jumped, narrowly avoiding the cold blade, and then the sword qi struck, he suddenly turned sideways, and the sword qi passed by his side, hitting a hole in the wall. Even if the top master can release his true qi, he generally will not attack with sword qi, one is too consuming true qi, and the other is that the acquired true qi is not as good as the condensation of innate true qi, and the simple sword qi is too loose and limited, far inferior to the sword attached to the sharp weapon, and has both material and energy dual attacks. However, Ye Feiyun's sword qi could penetrate the wall, which showed that the essence of his skills was pure and strong.

Feng Han slashed through the air with a single sword, and immediately changed to a horizontal cut, slashing at Ling Feng's waist with a knife.

The cold light in Ling Feng's eyes condensed, and a sword intent came out of his body, condensing into a blue long sword and piercing into Feng Han's mind.

Feng Han screamed, and his consciousness was instantly blurred. A blue-shirted figure flashed, and the cyan blade slashed across his neck like a meteor.

A line of blood emerged, blood gushed out, and Feng Han fell to the ground and died.

"Congratulations to the player, you killed the Broken Wave Sword and sealed the cold, and gained 170 essence and 480 chivalry. ”

At this time, Ye Feiyun's figure appeared in front of Song Yurou in a flash, and his five fingers were bent into eagle claws, which quickly grabbed Song Yurou's throat.

Song Yurou's hand twitched from her waist, and suddenly a constantly bending Xueliang soft sword appeared in her palm, and as the true qi gathered, the sword body immediately became straight, condensing a layer of shallow white sword light, and the sword blade quickly slashed towards Ye Feiyun's right claw.

A cold glow appeared in Ye Feiyun's eyes, and a layer of white qi suddenly condensed in the palm of his right hand, the cold qi was pressing, and he grabbed the soft sword as fast as lightning, and the cold frost spread on the sword body instantly, quickly freezing the edge of the sword body. At the same time, he condensed his palm with his left hand and quickly slapped Song Yurou's chest.

This palm is as fast as lightning, it is difficult to dodge, and Song Yurou is about to die.

Suddenly, a blue-shirted figure flashed, pushed Song Yurou away, and his left fist burst out.

The fists and palms intersected, and with a click, Ye Feiyun's left palm was comminuted and fractured, and his body fell backwards rapidly.

And Ling Feng's fist also turned red, which was frozen, and when he had just made a move, a piercing cold true qi invaded his fist.

Song Yurou looked at Ling Feng stupidly, if he hadn't pushed himself away just now, he would definitely be a corpse at this moment.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be difficult to endure this kind of severe pain, but Ye Feiyun's face did not change, and said lightly: "I underestimate you, your external skills have reached the peak, I am afraid that this punch has the power of a thousand catties!"

Ling Feng said lightly: "It's not enough brute strength to worry about it. It's Ye Daxia, has it come to this point, do you still have a trick?"