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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 380 The Wind Rises

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    Chapter 380 The Wind Rises

    Lin'an City was in a turmoil, and there was an imminent storm. The martial arts figures were moved by the news and rushed into Lin'an City one after another, wanting to take a look at the rare excitement.

    Guanyun Villa is very leisurely. Xiao Yuesheng is still practicing in seclusion, comprehending the supreme way of heaven, and wants to break the void. He doesn't care about foreign affairs, and Jiang Nanyun makes all the decisions.

    Jiang Nanyun looks soft and timid on the outside, weak as hell, but is smart and capable on the inside. After giving instructions in just a few words, and then Youxiang Wentian takes care of specific things, everything in the villa is handled in an orderly manner, but she still looks very leisurely.

    In the evening, as the sun sets, the sky is filled with flaming clouds, one by one, with different postures, making the sky magnificent.

    Guanyun Villa was illuminated red, and everyone looked from outside. The Villa was quiet and peaceful.

    Several people from the Hengshan Sect and people from the Huashan Sect were in the back garden. There was an open space in the center of the east flower garden, which was quite spacious. They were not crowded.

    Jiang Nanyun was dressed in a white shirt, and his body was all white and flawless, as if he could not eat the fireworks of the world. His originally cold face had a charming smile, and his slender eyes looked captivatingly.

    Standing behind her were two girls who looked exactly the same. If you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to tell them apart. However, they were Jiang Nanyun's two junior sisters, Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun.

    Both girls were dressed in snow-white, with beautiful and solemn faces. They stood motionless behind Jiang Nanyun, like her bodyguards.

    Not far from Jiang Nanyun¡¯s left, four people from the Huashan faction stood together. Lin Pingzhi was wearing a white shirt, spotless, smiling and standing with his hands behind his back.

    His jade face, red lips, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are like a jade tree standing in the wind. He is indescribably handsome and unrestrained, and his bearing is compelling.

    Linghu Chong, dressed in a green shirt, stood in front of him, holding his long sword in his hand, looking at Yilin opposite, and said with a smile: "Junior Sister Yilin, let me see the Snow Melting Sword Formation of the six members of your sect!"

    Yilin was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, swaying in the breeze, her jade face was pure and refined, she pursed her lips and smiled softly, saying: "Senior Brother Linghu, we never use the six-man sword formation easily"

    "Oh, is it because I'm not good at it and kill a chicken with a bull's-eye?!" Linghu Chong said with a straight face.

    Yi Lin pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head and said, "My eldest brother created the Melting Snow Sword Formation, and he doesn't normally use it. It's not because of your martial arts skills, Senior Brother Linghu."

    Linghu Chong was startled and suddenly realized, he laughed and said: "It was actually created by Mr. Xiao, no wonder it is so powerful!"

    Yi Lin pursed her lips and said with a smile: "If six people use it together, the Snow Melting Sword Formation will be too powerful, and I'm afraid Senior Brother Linghu will be hit."

    Linghu Chong laughed loudly: "Okay, Junior Sister Yilin, your tone is quite serious, I still have to see it!"

    "Uncle, since he insists on asking for trouble, why not help him?!" Jiang Nanyun smiled sweetly, glanced at Linghu Chong with his bright eyes, and rolled his eyes at him.

    Hearing that it was his master who created it, he still retreated despite the difficulties, obviously he was not convinced.

    Thinking of this, she smiled sweetly and said: "Brother Linghu, how about giving some advice to the little girl later?"

    Linghu Chong smiled bitterly and hurriedly waved his hands: "Don't dare, I don't have the skills of a three-legged cat, how dare I give you advice on Miss Jiang?!"

    Jiang Nanyun smiled as brightly as a flower and said lightly: "Brother Linghu is so open-minded and admirable. Let's just settle it. Don't push back or hold back. It's too unpleasant."

    Linghu Chong smiled bitterly and nodded: "Okay, let's learn from each other."

    Jiang Nanyun turned to Yi Lin and said: "Uncle Master, if the Snow Melting Sword Formation is slightly modified, it will be even more powerful!"

    Yilin was startled and hurriedly asked: "How to change it?"

    Jiang Nanyun said: "Let the people forming the formation warm up first, use the spread footwork, and then start the formation after counting the breaths."

    Yi Linzhen lowered her head lightly, her long and curved eyebrows lightly frowning, thoughtfully.

    After a while, she raised her head and nodded slightly: "Well, it seems to make sense, let's give it a try."

    After that, she whispered a few words to the six middle-aged nuns behind her. The six middle-aged nuns were very beautiful, but their faces were tense and serious, as if covered with a layer of frost. As soon as they approached, they  Can feel the coldness.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT Out of the blue, their eyes are shining brightly, like sharp knives, making people dare not look directly.

    Jiang Nanyun understood that this was a sign that their internal energy was improving too fast and they could not control it freely, and their energy and spirit overflowed. It would take a while before their internal energy could be controlled freely, and then this intimidating edge would be subdued.

    They are now like six-handled swords, sharp and sharp, but if the sword is kept outside and not put into the sheath, it will always be broken. This is the principle of being strong and easy to break.

    Yilin¡¯s red and translucent lips spread up and down, moved slightly and made no sound, but the six nuns kept nodding, as if they heard what she said.

    Yue Lingshan looked puzzled and turned to look at Linghu Chong. Linghu Chong waved his hand and smiled, signaling not to ask.

    This is Yilin performing the miraculous art of transmitting sounds into secrets. She has profound internal energy and is able to perform it.

    After a while, Yilin finished her instructions, turned around, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Linghu, let's get started."

    "Okay!" Linghu Chong nodded, stepped forward with his sword, took four steps, and came to the center of the crowd.

    Everyone took a few steps back to get out of the way.

    "Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng" six clear chants sounded one by one, and after one sounded, the other sounded, equally spaced from each other, with an inexplicable rhythm.

    The figures of the six middle-aged female nuns moved swiftly, with inexplicable steps under their feet. They passed people along an arc and came to the field. They kept moving, spinning around Linghu Chong with Linghu Chong as the center of the circle.

    At first, they were far away from Linghu Chong, but slowly, they got closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye, they were already approaching him. Seen from a high altitude, these six people seemed to be slowly closing together as petals of a flower.

    Linghu Chong remained motionless with his sword, his eyes slightly narrowed, his energy and energy highly concentrated, standing there like a statue.

    "Go!" There was a clear cry, and the six men's long swords stabbed at them. The sword light was like lightning, and it came in an instant.

    "Buzz" Linghu Chong trembled with his long sword, twisted his waist and thrust the sword, turning a blind eye to the six swords, and went straight to attack one point.

    His sword is faster, a few points faster than these six nuns, and he strikes first.

    In normal times, he has been training according to the method taught by Xiao Yuesheng, using a heavy black iron sword. Because of the cold weather, he can no longer practice under the waterfall, so he can only use the black iron sword.

    As a result, his physical strength improved by leaps and bounds, and his sword draw became faster and faster. Although he was still inferior to the others, it was rare in the world.

    Facing the stabbing sword, the nun¡¯s feet fluttered and she naturally avoided it without stopping.

    Linghu Chong felt his eyes blurred, the figure had disappeared, and five waves of cold air came from around him. In desperation, he returned with his long sword and danced into a ball to resist the surprise attack of these five long swords.

    The six swords were blocked by his long sword and thrust out again, with more and more force.

    This is the mysterious mind of their envoys, who use their strength to supplement their own internal strength.

    Linghu Chong groaned, and the sword light bloomed like snow, swelling into a ball of silver light, covering his body.

    This is the breaking arrow style among Dugu's Nine Swords, which is designed to break sieges.

    The six middle-aged female nuns' movements were mysterious, and they didn't care at all about his sword skills. The tip of the sword was pressed, and their bodies had changed positions. They absorbed their inner strength and struck out again, with faster sword moves.

    The sword moves of the six of them were like a ball rolling down the hillside, the speed was getting faster and faster, and it was almost impossible to resist.

    Linghu Chong soon lost the initiative. The Dugu Nine Swords used offense instead of defense, but in the face of such a situation, his Dugu Nine Swords were helpless and helpless.

    No matter how exquisite his sword moves were, they couldn't hit him with their footwork. He could only defend himself and attack with short strikes, so there was no advantage.

    After more than ten moves, six long swords were placed around his body, pointing at his throat, chest, shoulders, and lower abdomen.

    Linghu Chong couldn't move, so he gave a wry smile, slowly sheathed the long sword, and said with a wry smile: "The Melting Snow Sword Formation is indeed brilliant, I'm willing to accept the defeat!"

    Yilin waved her jade-like little hands, and the six female nuns withdrew their swords one after another, put them back into their sheaths, took a step back, and came behind her with their figures floating.

    She smiled slightly and said: "Senior Brother Linghu, this sword formation is an amulet given to me by my eldest brother. You have to keep it secret for me and don't let others know about it."

    Linghu Chong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This is natural. How could I spread such an ugly thing indiscriminately?!"

    "Nanyun, what you said is really good." Yilin turned to Jiang Nanyun and smiled.

    Jiang Nanyun smiled sweetly and said: "It's nothing, after all, I have some connections Brother Linghu's swordsmanship has improved greatly, I'm very happy to see Hunter Xin!"

    Linghu Chong was still a bit arrogant, thinking that after practicing hard for a while, he felt that his swordsmanship had improved greatly and was far better than before. However, he did not expect that he would be defeated so miserably against the Hengshan Sect's sword formation.

    Jiang Nanyun saw that he was discouraged, smiled, and said: "Brother Linghu, this Snow Melting Sword Formation was created by my master with great pains. If you can defeat it, I'm afraid there will be no rival in the world."

    Linghu Chong thought about it, nodded and smiled, knowing that it made sense.

    Xiao Yuesheng has been staying at Guanyun Villa, practicing martial arts in seclusion. The Taishan Sect did not take him seriously. If he really wanted to be more serious, just sending Jiang Nanyun alone would be enough to defeat him.The Shan faction was in chaos.

    Although he didn't take it to heart, the people around him were anxious for him. Both the Hengshan Sect and the Huashan Sect came to Guanyun Villa to support Guanyun Villa.

    Xiao Yuesheng couldn't wait for these enthusiastic people, so he was accompanied by Jiangnan Yunlie to play on the West Lake.

    Hengshan Sect, Huashan Sect, Guanyun Villa, as well as Song Mengjun and Su Qingqing, they are all young people, and they are very happy to get together and compete in martial arts every day.

    On this day, people from the Taishan Sect suddenly appeared in Lin'an City.

    The martial arts people in Lin'an City were almost getting frustrated with waiting. When they suddenly saw them appearing, they immediately became energetic and felt that there must be a good show. They all opened their eyes wide.

    The people of the Taishan Sect are not led by Taoist Master Tianmen, but by an experienced Taoist unknown to everyone.

    After a little investigation, people found out that this Taoist priest was a Taoist priest of the same generation as Yujizi. His Taoist name was Yuyinzi. He had an indifferent temperament and had been hiding in the Taishan sect. He was rarely born. This time, the Taishan sect lost Yupanzi, so he invited  He came out of the mountain.

    A full moon hangs high in the sky, bright and flawless, and dark clouds float by, like pieces of black gauze passing by, with silvery brilliance falling.

    "Master, this Yu Yinzi is much more skilled than Yu Panzi and the others. I really don't know if there are any masters hiding in the Taishan sect!" Jiang Nanyun sat at the window and looked at the scenery of the West Lake in the distance.

    A gust of breeze came, and a few locks of her shawl hair were lifted up.

    She was wearing a moon-white satin pajamas, which clung to her body smoothly, faintly showing the undulating curves of the mountains.

    Xiao Yuesheng sat opposite her, holding a white jade cup in his hand, sipping the wine, shaking his head and sighing: "The Taishan Sect is a famous sect after all, but it is a pity that the Tianmen Taoist Master is not prestigious enough to suppress him. It is a pity!"

    Jiang Nanyun nodded: "Master, how to deal with them?"

    "Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment and said: "Go and test them first to see what their purpose issend people to pay attention to the dark places to prevent them from attacking in the east."

    "Yeah, I understand." Jiang Nanyun nodded.
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