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He shook his long sword and said with a smile: "The sword spectrum of warding off evil spirits, I have been famous for a long time, and I have long wanted to see its mysteries, but I didn't expect the leader of the Left Alliance to die unexpectedly, I have regrets, but I met it today, and I have a wish!"

The corners of the purple-shirted young man's mouth twitched slightly, with a sneer, and suddenly a sword stabbed out, as fast as electricity, cutting through the air, like a meteor, appearing in front of Ling Hu Chong's eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Linghu Chong's long sword "buzzed", and he stepped forward, and several swords appeared in the air, and his sword was too fast, beyond the eyes to bear, and phantoms appeared.

He has been practicing with the black iron sword, and his brawn strength has become extremely strong, and swinging the long sword, even if he does not use internal force, is extremely fast.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding" long sword interplay is endless, crisp and beautiful.

Ling Hu Chong stood steadily, a purple mist beside him changed, rotating around his body, and cold light burst out from time to time.

The rest of the people stared at the field, lest they miss any detail, such a fast and superb swordsmanship is rare to see.

Soon, Yue Lingshan turned her eyes away and shook her head, she kept staring at it, worried in her heart, after a while, she felt that the world was spinning, dizzy and disgusting, and she didn't dare to look at it again.

Lin Pingzhi's right palm stretched out and gently pressed it against her back.

Yue Lingshan only felt a warm breath gurgling in, flowing in the meridians, like a small spring flowing water, coiling in the middle of the body for a few breaths.

The feeling of nausea is getting lighter and lighter, like the sun appearing and the snow and ice melting.

The warm breath is still circulating in the body, and the whole body is lazy and comfortable.

She turned her head and smiled at Lin Pingyi: "Xiao Linzi, thank you very much." ”

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly, shook his head, and turned his eyes to look at the field.

Although he has become the head of the house, Yue Lingshan still calls him Xiaolinzi, but in front of outsiders, he is commensurate with the head of the family.

The purple mist wrapped around Ling Hu Chong, but Ling Hu Chong stood still, and the amplitude of the long sword swing was extremely small, sticking to the body, and it could not be resisted.

The body was warm and peaceful, Yue Lingshan watched the competition between the two again, no longer uncomfortable, but her eyes became clearer and clearer, as if she was getting closer, and the texture of the elder brother's shirt turned into a purple mist like a purple shirt, all of which were clearly visible.

She was surprised in her heart, she didn't expect Xiao Linzi's internal skills to be so profound, she thought that his swordsmanship was excellent, and his internal skills were also like this, much better than the senior brother.

The sound of tinkling is endless, and this kind of kung fu has been nearly a hundred moves.

Ling Hu Chong swung his long sword, chic and free, laughed long, and said, "But you have finished using the evil sword technique?!"

"What if it's over?!" the purple-shirted young man sneered, his body was non-stop, like a lightning speed, and his voice was fluctuating, far and near.

"Alas...... , your evil warding off swordsmanship, the heat is still far away!" Ling Hu Chong showed a disappointed look, shook his head and sighed.

With that, the long sword stabbed sharply, straight and straight, not directly at the purple shadow, but into the void on its left side.

"Ding" sounded, the purple shadow dispersed, revealing his figure, staggered back, and looked at Ling Hu Chong in shock.

Linghu Chong lazily put away his sword, shook his head and smiled.

The purple-shirted young man felt incredible, he was full of murderous opportunities, and felt that Ling Hu Chong's defense was in danger, and with a little more strength, he could break it.

But a sword suddenly appeared in front of him, stabbing at the place where he had to pass, he made a move with all his strength, running extremely fast, leaving no room for change, and he struggled to see himself crashing into the sword.

At the moment of crisis, he gave up his life and forcibly reversed the internal force of the meridians, and the sword he stabbed out was retracted and resisted this sword.

His face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Let's go, when you have practiced your swordsmanship, it's not too late to come back to find me!" Ling Hu Chong waved his hand, and he was excited.

Lin Pingzhi's sword eyebrows were lightly raised, and he looked at the purple-shirted young man lightly, thoughtful.

The purple-shirted young man laughed at himself, raised the long sword in front of him, threw it lightly, and immediately plunged it into the ground, leaving only the hilt of the sword.

He turned away, turned into a cloud of purple smoke, and in the blink of an eye, disappeared under the mountain road.

Everyone dispersed, Lin Pingzhi glanced at Ling Hu Chong, Yue Lingshan followed behind Ling Hu Chong, and the three of them came to the Zhengqi Hall.

Lin Pingzhi sat down, shook his head and said, "Senior brother, you shouldn't let him go." ”

"Although he practiced the sword technique of warding off evil spirits, the heat was too bad to enter, and it was difficult to achieve success. Linghu Chong laughed.

Lin Pingzhi shook his head, sighed, and said, "He is Zuo Lengchan's son, and I am afraid that he hates Mr. Xiao to the core." ”

"With him?" Ling Hu Chong shook his head and smiled, disdainfully: "Even if he practices for another hundred years, he won't be able to hurt Mr. Xiao!"

"The sword technique of warding off evil is different, the sword goes sideways, and the entry is extremely fast, so you can't help but guard against it!" Lin Pingzhi shook his head and sighed.

"Haha, don't worry, junior brother, think about it, Zuo Leng Zen Tianzong is a genius, and he has cultivated the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, and he hasn't been killed by Mr. Xiao at will!" Ling Hu Chong laughed.

Lin Ping was stunned, thought about it, and shook his head with a smile: "I'm blind!"

"You're concerned about it!" Ling Hu Chong said with a smile, lazily took the tea cup sent by the disciples, and said with a smile: "However, the sword technique of warding off evil is indeed extraordinary, and his cultivation time is afraid that it is very short, if it is encountered by ordinary masters, in the face of such a fast sword technique, I am afraid that he will not be able to parry!"

"Senior brother, blow the conch!" Yue Lingshan wrinkled her nose and snorted heavily.

She had been worried just now, but at this time, anger surged up, so she wanted to settle accounts after the autumn and find Ling Hu Chong's stubble.

"Hehe, I also took advantage of it, junior brother, your sword is much faster than him, and I'm used to learning from you, but I don't think he's so difficult. Linghu Chong laughed.

Lin Pingzhi nodded, although the purple-shirted young man's sword was fast, it was still much worse than his own sword, so there was no need to worry.

"If you are an ordinary person, at first glance, you will be caught off guard and will not be able to deal with it. Linghu Chong shook his head.

"Well, this person still has to be careful!" Lin Pingzhi nodded, a little uneasy.

Moreover, it was a pity to have such a good opportunity to retrieve the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits and let it go in vain, he secretly sighed.

"Don't worry, the sword spectrum of warding off evil spirits, Mr. Xiao has already seen it, and he is very familiar with the sword technique of warding off evil spirits, he can't afford to turn the wind and waves!" Seeing him like this, Ling Hu Chong comforted again.

Lin Pingzhi smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Xiao Linzi, the evil sword spectrum originally belonged to your family, do you want to take it back?" Yue Lingshan suddenly spoke.

After all, she is a woman, careful and keen, she saw Lin Pingzhi's abnormality, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she suddenly realized.

Lin Ping was stunned, glanced up at Yue Lingshan, and nodded: "Well, Senior Sister is right, I want to take back the sword spectrum!"

"Don't!" Ling Hu hurriedly stretched out his hand and waved his hand.

Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan looked at him with inquiring looks.

"This thing is a hot potato, we shouldn't take it back now, let's put it in the Songshan faction first!" Ling Hu Chong said hurriedly.

"Senior brother, our Huashan faction is not weak, even if we take it back, no one will change it and rob it again!" Yue Lingshan snorted coquettishly, giving him a blank look.

"I know that Senior Brother Lin wants to take back what belongs to the Lin family, but the timing is not right, our Huashan faction is not strong enough,...... Besides, the sword spectrum of warding off evil spirits is not a big deal!" Ling Hu Chong did not look at the little junior sister, and patiently persuaded Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi thought about it, his face was calm, and he nodded: "Well, Senior Brother is right, just wait." ”

Yue Lingshan glanced at Linghu Chong, pouted, and sulked.

Hengshan faction

After Yilin finished the evening class, she came to the valley at the bottom of the mountain, which was the valley where Xiao Yuesheng had been living, and it was quiet and peaceful.

After finishing her work every day, Yilin always came here to sit down, sitting cross-legged on the stone bed by the small pool, looking at the clear water, and letting her thoughts fly.

The clear spring water reflected the afterglow of the remnant sun, reflecting her white jade-like face red, white and red, delicate and beautiful.

Her eyes were as bright as water, glowing with a hazy soft light, like a dream.

Suddenly, she raised her head and looked up at the sky, her thin eyebrows furrowed.

A brilliant firework appeared in the sky, and three lotus flowers appeared, as if someone had been sprayed with ink on the sky.

The three lotus flowers are condensed but not scattered, lingering endlessly, and seem to be inlaid on them.

Yi Lin's figure shook, and her feet fluttered lightly, out of the valley, floating towards the mountain, towards Baiyun Nunnery.

Her light work was extremely fast, her feet seemed to have not touched the ground, her body was like a wisp of light smoke, and in the blink of an eye, she had come to Baiyun Nunnery.

When I arrived at the hermitage, I saw a group of disciples gathered together, a group of females chirping, and the sound of coquettishness was endless, mixed with the sound of swords, crisp and curling.

Yilin's heart moved, the senior sisters were doing it with someone!

She coughed and drifted closer.

She coughed lightly, not loudly, but when it reached everyone's ears, it shook the heart and shook the blood.

Yilin's internal strength is very deep, ordinary people practice internal strength, only meditation and practice, but she is practicing internal force all the time, footwork, swordsmanship, palm technique, can practice internal strength.

The few people who were fighting suddenly separated, and the nuns turned around and looked at the head of the house, and at the same time made a way.

Yi Lin's body flashed and came closer.

As far as the eye could see, the three nuns stood in the direction, their long swords unsheathed, and faintly pointed at a purple-shirted young man next to them.

Yi Lin sighed in her heart, this person's martial arts are not strong enough, otherwise, she would have forced the senior sisters to use the Snow Melting Sword Array.

The Melting Snow Sword Array was created by Xiao Yuesheng and sent to Yilin, as the strange study of the Hengshan Sword Sect, the six people used it, they are second-rate masters, and they can also withstand three or four first-class masters.

If the Hengshan Sect's martial arts are strong Yi and Yi Qing, they can be worthy of any master today.

"This young man, what are you doing when you come to our faction?!" Yilin titheed, his expression was solemn, and his treasure was solemn.

The young man in the purple shirt is handsome, with sword eyebrows and bright eyes, hanging nose and red lips, but his eyes are cold and cold, which makes people tremble.

"Are you Yi Lin, the head of the Hengshan Sect?" the purple-shirted young man asked coldly, his eyes were cold, and he looked at her coldly.

Yi Lin nodded lightly: "The poor nun is Yi Lin." ”

At this time, Yi and Shi Tai leaned into her ear and muttered a few words in a low voice, Yi Lin's delicate eyebrows kept shaking, and her bright eyes stared at the purple-shirted young man.

"Very good!" The purple-shirted young man sneered, glanced at Yi and Shitai, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that Hengshan Yilin Shitai has excellent swordsmanship, and I have come to ask for advice!"

Yi Lin frowned lightly and muttered: "A monk, don't fight fiercely, it's just that you forcibly invade my Heng Mountain, if you don't agree, you are showing weakness." ”

"Exactly!" the purple-shirted young man nodded and sneered.

"That's good!" Yi Lin nodded, glanced at him, and asked softly: "The young man's surname is high, can you see the report?!"

"My surname is Zuo!" the purple-shirted young man snorted with a cold expression.

"Surname Zuo?" Yi Lin glanced at him in surprise, this surname, but it is very rare, but it is also very famous, the former alliance leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect, Zuo Lengchan!

"What does Zuo Lengchan have to do with you?" Master Yiqing said suddenly.

"Father!" said the purple-shirted young man proudly, his eyes cold, and he glanced deeply at Yilin.

Yilin only felt that she was nailed by a poisonous snake, and she was chilled.

Master Yiqing frowned too much, stepped forward to Yi Lin, and said in a low voice: "Master, be careful of his killer, he has a grudge against Mr. Xiao for killing his father!"

Yi Lin nodded, since she practiced the Pure Heart Technique, her mind was wide open, and she was extremely agile, and she had already thought of this layer.

"Don't be verbose, let's do it!" the purple-shirted young man sneered.

Yi Lin nodded, stretched out her hand, and a young nun next to her handed over the sword, which was a simple and unusual long sword.

"The name of the sword melts snow, the sharpness is abnormal, young man be careful!" Yi Lintan's mouth opened slightly, spit out words like beads, and said lightly.

As he spoke, the long sword slowly unsheathed, a cold light slowly expanded, and the air around him seemed to drop a little.

At a glance, it was known that this was a sword, which was personally given to Yilin by Xiao Yuesheng to protect himself, and the name of the sword was Rongxue, which had the same name as his sword array.

This sword is surnamed Han, and the frost sword in Jiang Nanyun's hand is a double sword, both of which are blown hair and broken hair, and iron is sharpened like mud.

The purple shadow flashed, turned into a cold light, and shot out like an arrow, and instantly arrived in front of Yi Lin, extremely fast.

Among the female nuns watching the battle, some blinked their eyes, and when they opened again, the purple-shirted young man had already arrived in front of Yilin.

Yi Lin's feet floated, like lotus leaves on water, gently swinging, as if blown away by the sword wind, and when there was no room for hair, he floated obliquely, avoiding the sword momentum.

Purple Shadow paused, appeared, turned around and moved again, and stabbed at Yilin.

Yi Lin's footwork has been perfected in the realm of moving with great intent to move, turned into instinct, melted into the bones, and at the critical moment, easily avoided a sword that was almost a sneak attack.

The purple-shirted young man was secretly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect her to be so slippery, so light and night to avoid his own condensation blow.

"Good swordsmanship!" Yi Lin sighed softly, and with a single stroke of the long sword, three sword flowers appeared, enveloping the front of him, forming an area.

The purple-shirted young man stabbed with a sword, and it fell into the range of her long sword, only to feel that the sword sank, as if it had fallen into a swamp, and the strength on the sword was like a mud cow like a sea, turning into nothingness.

The sword that was originally extremely fast paused, his figure was revealed, and his face was full of surprise.

Yilin melted the snow sword with a stroke, drew a drill, and rolled towards the purple-shirted youth, looking soothing and leisurely, but in fact it was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, the long sword was already in front of his throat, and the cold air almost froze him, so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, and suddenly withdrew a foot away.

Yihe Shitai frowned and snorted lightly: "Second Senior Sister, his body technique is so fast, revealing an evil aura, is it a sword technique to ward off evil spirits?!"

Master Yiqing nodded: "** Do not leave ten!"

"...... master?" Yi and Shitai's brows furrowed even tighter, a little worried.

The reputation of the evil sword technique is famous, but Zuo Lengchan has taken great pains to grab it, and it must be extremely powerful, and she is worried that Yilin will not be able to cope with it.

"The head of the sect is strong in martial arts, and he will definitely be able to cope with it!" Master Yiqing smiled slightly, not worried, and admired the fight in Zizhong.

Her mind turned very quickly, and the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits flowed out of Mr. Xiao's hands, and the swordsmanship on it must not be in her eyes.

And the head is his sister-in-law, the two have a very good relationship, and the martial arts taught must be no different.

With this thought, she was not worried about the evil warding sword technique, but was full of interest, wanting to see what was so clever about the evil warding sword technique that was rumored all over the world.

"Zuo Shaoxia, your swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits is still shallow. Yilin's long sword was retracted, inserted back into the sheath, neatly and neatly, and shook her head and said.

The purple-shirted young man's face was flushed, and his heart was full of anger.

In the Huashan faction, when he challenged Ling Hu Chong, he said this, this time, when he came to the Hengshan faction to challenge Yilin, she also said the same, and the tone of the two was almost the same, and they were both contemptuous of themselves.

He only felt a depression in his chest, constantly surging, but he couldn't vent it, it was very stuffy, and it was rare to be abnormal.

Seeing this, Yi Lin raised her eyebrows and asked, "Zuo Shaoxia, but you're injured?!"

"Ah——!h

The nuns looked at each other, looked at each other, and shook their heads, what a weirdo!

Yi Lin waved her hand and told them to go about their own business.

There were only two people left in the field, Yihe Shitai and Yiqing Shitai.

The three of them entered the Baiyun Nunnery and came to a Zen room next to it, which was very quiet and pleasant.

"Master, I don't seem to have heard that Zuo Lengchan has a son......" Master Yiqing shook his head and sighed puzzled.

Yihe Shitai nodded: "Well, I haven't heard of it!"

Yi Lin frowned with a string of Buddhist beads, frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "Looking at his appearance, it should be true......

She learned this from her master Dingyi Shitai, when she has nothing to do, she can move the Buddha beads to calm the mind and mind, which is a method of practicing the gods.

Master Yiqing said in a deep voice: "Zuo Leng Chancheng Mansion is very deep, and his actions have always been hidden deeply, maybe he deliberately hides his heirs and leaves the incense of the Zuo family's lineage......"

The two nodded, feeling reasonable, with Zuo Lengchan's methods, they like to hide secretly, and they can indeed do this.

"This person has practiced the sword technique of warding off evil spirits, and he wants to take revenge on his eldest brother. Yi Lin frowned slightly, revealing a worried expression.

"With his martial arts, he can't hurt Mr. Xiao!" Yihe Shitai shook his head.

"Well, not to mention that his evil warding sword technique is too shallow, even if the evil warding sword technique is perfect, it is also Mr. Xiao's unacceptable!"

Yi Lin nodded, and knew that if she cared about it, she was messed up, her eldest brother's martial arts were superb, how could she be afraid of his little evil sword technique?!

At noon, Xiao Yuesheng came out of the alchemy room, and after lunch, Jiangnan clouds floated in, dressed in white, unstained with mortal dust.

The master and apprentice came to the back garden and entered the weak water pavilion.

Xiao Yuesheng sat lazily, with a white jade cup in his hand, swaying gently, and the mellow smell of wine was absent.

Jiangnan Yunliu leaned on the vermilion railing, his body was slightly bent, like swaying flowers, blooming in the wind, and his face was compelling.

"Master, both the Huashan faction and the Hengshan faction have written letters. Jiang Nanyun swept the hair next to his sideburns and glanced at him.

Xiao Yuesheng raised her eyebrows: "Oh——? what's the matter?"

Jiang Nanyun said casually: "Suddenly, a son of Zuo Lengchan popped up, practiced the sword technique of warding off evil spirits, and looked for them to compete." ”

"Evil Sword Technique?" Xiao Yuesheng frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Zuo Lengchan really has a son?!"

"Well, the young dart head and the little uncle both feel that ** is not far from ten. Jiang Nanyun gently bowed his head and stared at him.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled lightly: "Okay, in this way, the Songshan faction will have a new leader!"

"Could it be him?" Jiang Nan Yunming's eyes flashed, sparkling, showing an interested look, as if there was a good show to start.

"Well, now the Songshan faction has no leader, each fighting for itself, no one is convinced of anyone, there is only one way, to elect him as the leader!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled lightly: "Looking at history and knowing the present, since ancient times, it has been like this...... This is his great opportunity, whether it is a dragon or a worm, see him seize the opportunity so much!"

"Master, he is the son of Zuo Lengchan, it will not be too bad, maybe he will really become the second Zuo Lengchan,...... It's always a threat, why don't you get rid of it first?" Jiang Nan Yundai frowned lightly, pursed her lips and smiled.

Xiao Yuesheng groaned, shaking his wine glass, thoughtfully.

After a while, he nodded and said, "Well, it's okay to remove it, it can be regarded as a deterrent to the Songshan faction." ”

"That'...... , do you want me to do it myself?" Jiang Nanyun sighed helplessly and asked weakly.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled slightly: "This time, the two of us master and apprentice are together, and we are doing it unconsciously!"

"It couldn't be better!" Jiang Nanyun jumped up and laughed heartily.

"However, you took action personally, and I watched the excitement from the sidelines!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly.

Jiang Nanyun suddenly showed a helpless expression, and sighed: "Master, why don't you show your skills once and let me pay my respects?!"

"If I do it, how can I have the opportunity to train you?!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head.

"Alas...... "Jiang Nanyun nodded helplessly, dejected.

Songshan

A small courtyard at the foot of Songshan Mountain is the property of the Songshan faction, but the location is remote, and no one comes.

The disciples of the Songshan sect had always thought that this place was too remote for people to live.

In the early morning, there was a whirring wind in this small courtyard, but it was the sound of the long sword cutting through the air and tearing the air current, obviously the speed of the sword was extremely fast, beyond the gaze of ordinary people.

In the small courtyard, a person is practicing swords, wearing the same purple clothes as others, the sword light is Huohuo, very fast, but the body is shrouded in a layer of cold breath, like a ghost, frightening.

In the small courtyard, there is a wooden stake, and there are three words written on the pile, which is quite conspicuous, but it is the three big characters of "Xiao Yihan".

These three words are crooked, and there is no courage at all.

He saw that his eyes were breathing fire, his body was extremely fast, and he walked with a wooden stake, sometimes stabbing a sword, directly stabbing the word "cold" in the three words of Xiao Yihan.

This person is dressed in purple and has a handsome appearance, he is the son of Zuo Lengchan, and he challenged the Huashan faction and the Hengshan faction respectively in the first two times.

Every time he saw Xiao Yihan's three words, he was refreshed and crazy.

After an hour, when he felt exhausted, he glanced at the three words "Xiao Yihan", reinvigorated his spirits, gritted his teeth, and practiced desperately.

He imagined in his mind that Xiao Yihan knelt in front of him and was obediently beheaded by himself to lay the foundation of his father's spirit in the sky.

From early morning until noon, he practiced non-stop, all morning, soaking wet, with white mist all over his body, and sweating proprietally.

When the sun rose in the sky, he stopped, panting like a cow, and it looked like he would not be able to get up at any time, and he would suffocate back.

At noon, you can't practice the sword technique to ward off evil spirits, which is taboo, because the surname of the sword technique is yin and cold, and the yang energy of heaven and earth is repelled.

He slammed his sword on the ground, breathed for a moment, shook his hand violently, and the long sword turned into a cold light, shooting on the wooden stake, right on the word "one" in the three words "Xiao Yihan".

"Haha......" He looked up to the sky and laughed, looking like crazy, looking at the shaking long sword, and shouted: "Xiao Yihan, Xiao Yihan......! There's always a day!"

He laughed for a while, then suddenly stopped, and his body suddenly fell, straight back, and with a "bang", he fell heavily to the ground.

Fell to the ground, motionless.

(To be continued)