"Yue Ling, you?"

"Fang Yin asked me to join, I let Fang Yin join, Uncle Jiang, that's it. ”

"Boy, you don't have to, if in Elder Ben's opinion—"

"The same is the son of the Shangqing Dynasty, it is said that it is a martial arts competition, but it is just a competition, please master and uncle to complete. ”

"This, Fang Yin, what do you say?"

"Come again!"

What kind of ghost did the surname Yue have in his heart, Daoist Fang knew very well in his heart! Don't look at his hypocrisy and righteousness, he is superficially generous, giving others a chance, a chance to turn over, but in fact he wants to put people to death, humiliating them through and through, until he is beaten to the ground and disgraced! How insidious he is, how vicious his intentions are, he thinks that victory comes too quickly, too easily, and is not enjoyable, and he must completely defeat others in front of everyone, and he will never be able to turn over and get up again in the future!

"You won, you cow, go home and have fun! I'm going to hunt birds and eat barbecue, bye-bye!" This is the style of Fang Daoist, but that can't be done, this field of Fang Daoist must win, it is related to the great cause of a lifetime of happiness for future generations, Fang Daoist has to fight hard! There is a way that a gentleman is frank and open, and the villain is often a relative, at this time, what are the thoughts of the two of them, but they don't care, the benevolent see the wise and the wise see the wise, or that sentence-

The heart is separated from the belly.

Fight again!

"Please—"

Fang Yin held his breath and stared at his opponent, he didn't dare to have the slightest luck, the slightest slack! Waiting for a moment, his heart was calm, and he was doing Zhou Tian with a little bit of merit, and his dantian was full of true qi, but he felt that he was happy and full of energy in the meridians, and the energy around him was permeated, and the hand holding the sword finally stopped shaking. Yue Ling still had his hands down, and he stood with a leisurely expression, but there was a sense of approval in his eyes: "That's right, Senior Brother Fang, please-"

Fang Yin didn't say a word, a style of "Changhong through the sun" sword attack, the rules are also fast and sharp! Yue Ling's feet were differentiated, and at the beginning of his arms, a clear sound of three feet Qingfeng had come out, and a crisp sound of "click" was on the opponent's sword body! A strong surge came, and Fang Yin's long sword hung obliquely and couldn't hold it! Not in shock, he had already struggled to pull the long sword, and he stretched out his arms with heavy shoulders and another style of "goose over the voice" to cut his right ribs, Yue Ling generally pulled the long sword upside down, and the sword cut a half-arc -

There was another crisp sound, the two swords intersected with each other, Yue Ling was stunned, and the long sword in Fang Yin's hand was deflected again, and his right wrist was already slightly numb!

I was frightened, but I was not discouraged, the opponent's internal swordsmanship was far superior to my own and this was expected, fight, fight, fight, take my life, fight, Shangqing Twelve Swords!, "Ka!" "Taiqing Twelve Swords! Only a moment Three Qing Thirty-six Swords were used one by one, but when I heard the intersection of the two swords like flying beads and brittle jade, each sword must be opened, and Fang Yin's right arm was sore and even paralyzed under the stormy attack, and it was almost not his own!

Yue Ling's expression was relaxed, and he was relaxed.

At this time, although Daoist Fang Sanqing swordsmanship has been fully learned, he has no sword intent in vain, and Senior Brother Yue has long been familiar with this set of swordsmanship, and he is even more familiar with it, which can be said to be the first glimpse of swordsmanship, and his attainments in swords are 108,000 miles higher than him. What's more, Yue Ling, the practice of the Three Pure Truths, has entered the Taiqing realm, the size of the Zhou Tian is perfect, and the qi of heaven and earth is through, which is already the realm of merit in the inside and in the matter, and the intention is made at will and sent out outside. It was also a difference of 108,000 miles, Fang Yin was only at the stage where the internal breath was beginning to become a meridian, his internal strength was far inferior, and his swordsmanship was not as good as him, so it was impossible to defeat him. At this time, Fang Yin was undefeated, but Yue Ling only defended and did not attack, and did not use a sword against him.

After failing to attack again and again, the little internal strength that was already small had been exhausted, Daoist Fang withdrew his long sword and secretly breathed to himself, looking at the extremely difficult opponent in front of him, his eyes flickered for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. Yue Ling didn't attack, just smiled faintly, looking a little disappointed: "Is the opponent who has been waiting for three years of penance just like this?" His expression was so free and easy, his eyes were so lonely, and the corners of his mouth were like the moon in the sky, and he was so lonely and cold, it was the feeling of being cold from a high place! At that moment, someone was uplifted and cheered loudly: "Senior Brother Yue! Senior Brother Yue!" There was even more warm and heartbeat: "Senior Brother Yue-Senior Brother Yue-"

"You won't wait for three years in vain, you will be defeated by my sword!" Fang Yin sneered and said word for word.

"Then let's come, Yue Ling will wait and see. Yue Ling was smiling, looking faintly disdainful.

Fang Yin didn't say a word, and suddenly hung his wrist and shook his sword, and a "lightning shock" stabbed straight out-

Flying and attacking, the momentum is fast and fast, but the sword path is not the throat, pointing directly at the door! Suddenly, the edge has arrived, Yue Ling smiled, the sword rose, but when he saw the sword, it suddenly condensed and closed, turning into a half-style "Nine Heavens and the Moon", and the tip of the sword was straight to the left shoulder! Yue Ling took a half step back to avoid the sword, and said with a smile: "Ha, it's a little interesting." Fang Yin didn't say anything, he flipped his wrist up and took the opponent's neck directly into a "sweeping thousand armies", and then changed and turned into a half-style "inverted bead curtain", and suddenly a sword slashed down obliquely! Yue Ling flashed sideways, and bowed his head slightly: "Not bad, not bad, there is no trick, and you should take the workaround when you are in battle." ”

Fang Yin rushed to attack again and again, only half a move, it seemed to be right and wrong, a set of Sanqing swordsmanship made all kinds of tricks, completely lost the rules and lost the rules! Yue Ling smiled, and when he was trying to avoid it, he had already put the long sword upside down behind him, and he calmly seemed to be strolling in the courtyard: "If you don't break it, you can't stand it, if you don't stand it, how can you break it?" There were all clear-eyed people present, and at this time, anyone could clearly see what the situation was in front of him, Yue Ling was only able to defend and not attack, and he was sure to win, and Fang Yin's martial arts were too far behind him, and he would be defeated sooner or later. At that moment, some people cheered loudly, and some people blushed when they looked at them as if they were drunk and stupid.

For example, the third sister.

The third sister glanced at the stage, the third sister looked at the audience, the third sister felt uncomfortable, and the third sister was very unhappy!

Not only are beautiful women popular, but handsome guys are also loved by everyone.

Senior Brother Yue was born well, has a good character, and has no bad martial arts and literary talents, and the third sister's heart is actually also, a long time ago-

It's a pity!

It's not that I haven't confessed, but Senior Brother Yue has a soft spot -

What a pity!

I had to settle for the next best thing.

Suddenly, I saw the senior brother Gao in the audience looking straight ahead, his eyes were complicated and full of meanings.

Ay!

Senior Brother Yue is amazingly talented, Senior Brother Yue's pride in the sky, as soon as Senior Brother Yue appears, all the brilliance and all the glory seem to be gathered on him, those conspiracies and shameless tricks of Fang Daoist seem to be useless anymore, all kinds of methods that can't be put on the stage before, even set off his extraordinary style and glory on the stage at this time, but it is just a foreshadowing! Of course, Fang Yin said, Fang Yin is going to defeat him with a sword, then Fang Yin is going to defeat him with a sword!

Fang Yin came for her, but Fang Yin faced him, it was him! Fang Yin came prepared, he didn't want to be that stepping stone, to fulfill her and his good deeds! He could only win! He couldn't be defeated! This was an oath, and Daoist Fang came here to defeat him, and he must definitely defeat him! It was by no means reckless, Daoist Fang had his own backhand, or a clever move, or a thunderbolt method!

Everything is in Daoist Fang's plan, although there are occasional deviations, but it can be said to be smooth! It is only said that the two of them finally won the decisive battle, and all the previous events are just Daoist Fang's tired enemy's method and arrogant tactics! Fang Yin's martial arts are not good, and Fang Yin should show him now! He looks down on Fang Yin, so let him look down even more! Only when he is negligent, he will cut down with a sword and cut off his horse! Laugh, laugh, whoever laughs to the end is the real one, first!

Fang Yin was impetuous.

Fang Yin was secretly anxious.

Fang Yin was still gritting his teeth and attacking sword after sword, already slashing wildly and slashing swords and swords without a move!

It's a pity! It's a pity! It was an expected difficulty, but it was unexpectedly unexpected!

What is a sword? One of the many weapons.

What is swordsmanship?

What is martial arts? Eyes, hands, body, steps, spiritual strength.

The sword is compared to the sword, and the comparison is the sword but not the sword, and all of the above Fang Yin is not as good as it, and it is really not easy to win! Even if he has a back hand. Looking at this time, Yue Ling's body was like the wind and avoided like electricity, and under Fang Yin's full onslaught, he couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes, what should this be? Is it good? The opponent is arrogant or arrogant, and he has not attacked the weak Daoist Fang for the time being, but he is not tired, calm and flawless, and has more time to point out Daoist Fang's swordsmanship, talking and laughing and laughing.

The chance is not good, it's still a word, endure!

Endure!

Endure!

Bear with me!

Be at the end of one's forbearance!

"I can't control my mouth up and down, it's like an abalone!" Fang Yin shouted, he was already short of breath!

"You, what are you talking about?" Yue Ling was slightly stunned, thoughtful.

"I said you don't know how to pretend to understand, and your speech is like a fart!" Fang Yin threw a sentence viciously, and attacked with his sword!

Yue Ling calmly avoided it, but he didn't think about it: "Senior Brother Fang, Yue Ling's good words are really hard thinking day and night......

"Bullshit, bullshit, it stinks!" Fang Yin scolded, slashing and killing!

Yue Ling took a step back, his eyebrows furrowed: "Senior Brother Fang, how can you hurt people, when you know Senior Brother, I have let you ...... for a long time"

"Senior brother, senior brother, senior brother, if you think you are old, you might as well go back to your mother's belly!" Fang Yin sent a sword to the plain, light and fluttering, as if teasing! Too much, too much, just make trouble unreasonably, how can you insult the elders! This scolding is too much, Yue Ling is angry for a while, and he takes out his sword and goes straight to meet him: "Grab it!"

With a sound, the green steel sword broke in the center!

Yue Ling withdrew his sword and stood up: "How!"

The sword breaks the man, and the halberd is broken in front of the battle, which is a humiliation for a person who wields the sword.

Some people in the audience cheered and sighed, but no one expressed surprise or surprise: "Senior Brother Yue!

But I didn't know that what Fang Yin was waiting for was this moment, and the opportunity was finally-

"Medium!" Fang Yin violently threw out his interrupting sword, and the sword flew straight like a meteor flying arrow, straight to Yue Ling's face!

Although the sword is broken, the momentum is also very fast, and it is very sharp in the sound of sneering through the air!

"Break!" Yue Ling swung his sword in the middle of a long laugh, and slashed at the incoming sword with a click!

The sword was not in his hand, and he was helpless out of thin air, but he was cut into two pieces again!

When the broken sword was about to fall, and the laughter did not stop, Fang Yin took advantage of the situation and flew up: "Hiss-"