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Volume 3: Swordsman Chapter 422: Warning Against Evil

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    Chapter 422: Fighting Evil

    "Master, what treasure are you looking at?!" Jiang Nanyun came to him floatingly, pursed his lips and asked with a sweet smile, and his face was radiant.

    Xiao Yuesheng raised his head and glanced at her, and said lightly: "Why are you so free and come to me at this time?!"

    Jiang Nanyun is quite busy these days. He stays at the Qingping Gang all day long, urging the gang members to practice and give them more guidance to speed up their entry into the country.

    After all, the demon sect is a giant with a profound foundation. Jiang Nanyun was unsure about it, so he wanted to strengthen the self-protection capabilities of his followers.

    "Master, it's rare for me to have free time, so I came here to see you!" Jiang Nanyun said angrily.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "You have such a good intention?!"

    His face was full of disbelief, he looked her up and down and shook his head.

    "Master¡ª¡ªFather¡ª¡ª!" Jiang Nanyun stamped his feet and snarled, twisting his waist.

    Xiao Yuesheng couldn't stand her coquettishness and said hurriedly: "Okay, okay, let's get down to business! You are a very busy man!"

    Jiang Nanyun rolled his eyes at his master. He always spoke with sarcasm. Fortunately, he was used to it. If he said it to him in a nice voice, he would not be used to it.

    "Okay." She sighed helplessly.

    With a move of her jade hand, she picked up an embroidered pier and sat down in front of Xiao Yuesheng, getting very close. The delicate fragrance kept coming into Xiao Yuesheng's nose.

    She raised her head, her bright eyes like water, cast them on Xiao Yuesheng's face, and said seriously: "Master, I have inquired about it, and there is no news about the anti-evil sword manual in the Songshan sect."

    "Oh -?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, put down the white jade statue, stood up, opened the window, and a burst of fresh air suddenly poured in.

    The fresh air could not dissipate the faint fragrance, it still lingered in front of his nose.

    He walked with his hands behind his back. After a few steps, he stopped and looked at Jiang Nanyun: "Has the Shaolin Sect intervened?"

    Jiang Nanyun shook his head: "I heard that Master Fang Zheng only stayed for half a day, so there should be no chance."

    "Master Fang Zheng hasn't come here yet?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a frown.

    Jiang Nanyun nodded slowly, frowned, thought for a while, and said: "Master, does this mean that Master Fang Zheng has not convinced the Songshan Sect, and they still have the desire for revenge?"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Well, the Songshan Sect's lean camel is bigger than a horse, and its anger is still therewho becomes the leader?"

    "It seems that they haven't been chosen yet!" Jiang Nanyun shook his head.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "After the leader is chosen, the first thing the new leader will do is to avenge Zuo Lengchan."

    "That couldn't be better!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled, snorted, and said: "These guys from the Songshan Sect are full of evil, so we have to be on guard. If it weren't for Master Fang Zheng's compassionate mind, I would have gone there long ago.  Destroy them!"

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned and glanced at her, humming: "Just think about these things, why bother to say it out loud, women need to be reserved!"

    Jiang Nanyun rolled his eyes at him and nodded in agreement.

    Xiao Yuesheng coughed and said thoughtfully: "Because of Master Fang Zheng, it is really not appropriate to take the initiative. When they come back for revenge, they can be upright and pick on the Songshan sect!"

    Jiang Nanyun nodded, thinking in his heart, the master is worthy of being a master. He obviously wants to do this, but he doesn't say it out loud. He is very reserved.

    Huashan

    As the sun sets in the west, a waning sun slants down the Western Mountain. It is about to fall, but it still exerts its remaining light, soft and magnificent, and the entire Huashan Mountain is dyed golden and red.

    At the foot of Huashan Mountain, a purple shadow floated past. Along the path of Huashan Mountain, the speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it was already halfway up the mountain.

    ??The Huashan sect is at the foot of Jade Girl Peak. Halfway up the mountain, a tall archway stands with the three characters of the Huashan sect written on it, which is full of momentum.

    Under the archway, there is a pavilion, which is somewhat dilapidated.

    There were two young men sitting in the pavilion. They were dressed as disciples of the Huashan Sect. They had long swords hanging on their waists and never left them.

    The Huashan sect has a motto that when the sword is with the people, the people will die with the sword.

    The two of them were talking and laughing, quite cheerfully, when suddenly a purple shadow flashed in front of their eyes, and they hurriedly turned around to look.

    "Stop! Who is that?!" The two stood up and flew over the railing of the pavilion. They flew out of the pavilion and came to the intersection. They blocked Ziying with both hands.

    Purple shadow stopped, but a handsome young man, his face like a crown jade, his mouth was like dan, and his sword eyebrows were obliquely into the pupa.

    Glancing at the two of them, the young man in purple said calmly: "Is this the Huashan sect?"

    A Huashan disciple took a step forward, looked at him, nodded and said: "Yes, it is the Huashan sect,respected by Gao Mingming"?Why do you come to Huashan Sect?  !  "

    "Where is Linghu Chong?!" the young man in purple shirt said coldly, cherishing his words like gold.

    Another Huashan Sect disciple asked: "Are you looking for Senior Brother?!"

    The young man in purple shirt nodded, said nothing, and glanced at the two of them indifferently.

    The two disciples are in the position of knowing guests and have met a lot of people. They have a broad vision, but they cannot tell the identity of this person. He seems to be a young master of a noble family, and he also looks like a son of a famous family. Although they cannot tell, this person is very popular.  Extraordinary people must be extraordinary people and cannot be ignored.

    Being swept away by his cold gaze, the two of them couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, and they shuddered secretly, as if they were being stared at by a big snake.

    "Is Linghu Chong on the mountain right now?!" the purple-shirted young man said coldly.

    The two of them nodded, and one disciple said: "What do you want to do with Senior Brother? I can report it first, and then please go up the mountain!"

    The young man in purple shirt sneered: "There is no need to tell me, I will challenge Linghu Chong!"

    After saying that, his body flashed and passed between the two of them. In a flash, he had already run more than ten feet away. His movement was so fast that the two of them could not react in time.

    "Stop!" The two men shouted and chased after him. The other man took out a bamboo tube from his arms and threw it into the sky.

    With a "bang" sound, a line of yellow smoke exploded in the sky, condensing in the air and forming a yellow cloud.

    The young man in purple shirt paused, looked up at the sky, sneered, ignored it, and moved forward quickly, leaving a trail of purple smoke on the mountain.

    Seeing this, the two disciples of the Huashan Sect stopped chasing him. Seeing him walking further and further away, it was useless to pursue him any further.

    Another disciple reached into his arms, pulled out a bamboo tube, threw it into the air.

    With a "bang" sound, a cloud of yellow cloud appeared again, condensing and not dispersing.

    The previous yellow clouds were still condensed in the sky and had not dispersed. This one appeared next to it, and two yellow clouds stood in the sky.

    They shook their heads and sighed, looking at the mountain road and then at the sky.

    "Brother, we don't have to catch up, we should just go back." A disciple shook his head helplessly and spread his hands with a wry smile.

    "Well, I can't catch him even if I chase him. If he goes to find his senior brother, he won't be able to get a good deal!" Another disciple nodded and sneered.

    "That's right, Senior Brother's swordsmanship, tsk tsk, that's not just bragging!" The previous disciple nodded in admiration.

    The two of them were talking and returned to the small pavilion, but their eyes became wary, looking left and right, for fear that someone else would break in and the two of them would be guilty of a serious crime.

    The young man in purple shirt flew to the foot of Jade Girl Peak and saw a group of people waiting there, looking at him carefully.

    He glanced around and saw no older person. The one before him was a handsome young man with a calm expression and motionless, standing proudly like a javelin.

    Beside him, a man in a green shirt stood there lazily, exuding an air of uninhibitedness and freedom.

    Next to the man in a green shirt, a girl in a pink shirt stood pretty and beautiful. A gust of wind blew, blowing the corners of her clothes, and the styles bloomed like flowers.

    He focused his gaze and turned his attention to the man in green shirt, secretly thinking that this person must be Linghu Chong, and the person from before must be Lin Pingzhi, the new head of the Huashan Sect!

    Behind Lin Pingzhi and Linghu Chong, there were several disciples of the Huashan Sect, looking at him with excitement.

    They saw the two yellow clouds in the sky and hurried over to see who they were, who had come to Huashan to send them!

    In the past year, with the rise in fame of Lin Pingzhi and Linghu Chong, the death of Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan Sect, and the disastrous defeat of the Taishan Sect, the Huashan Sect has become more and more prosperous, and no one dares to underestimate it.

    There have never been people who dared to go to Huashan to act wildly. Now that they encountered it for the first time, they were very interested and found it new, so they came over to have a look.

    "Who do you honor, come here to break into the Huashan Sect?!" Lin Pingzhi took a step forward, cupped his fists and saluted, and said lightly.

    His voice was not loud, but it was condensed and not dispersed. It was slowly carried to the other party's ears in the breeze. His expression was calm, neither humble nor arrogant, and quite majestic.

    The young man in purple shirt looked at him up and down, and said coldly: "I have heard for a long time that Linghu Chong of the Huashan School is the best in swordsmanship, so I came here to ask for advice!"

    Lin Pingzhi frowned, glanced at him, and thought to himself, this person's words were obviously provocative, and his heart was to be punished. Was it intentional or unintentional?  !

    ¡°Are you here to learn swordsmanship from Senior Brother?!¡± Lin Pingzhi asked calmly.

    The young man in purple shirt nodded, turned to look at Linghu Chong, and stared at him: "Linghu Chong, I heard that your swordsmanship is super, rare in the world, I'm here to learn from you!"

    Linghu Chong took a step forward and came to Lin Pingzhi's side. He lazily cupped his fists and said with a smile:?I don't like to fight with others. Just go back to where you came from!  "

    "Today, you are no match for me!" The young man in purple shirt sneered and stood with his hands behind his back, his expression arrogant and his eyes cold.

    Linghu Chong frowned, shrugged his sword eyebrows, shook his head and said, "I have no intentions, what can you do to me?!"

    "I'll kill you!" the young man in purple shirt said coldly.

    Linghu Chong couldn't help but laugh, looked around, shook his head and said, "If you can kill me, it's within your capabilities!"

    The others also smiled, feeling that the young man in purple shirt was handsome, but his words were unreliable. Senior Brother's swordsmanship was rare in the world, who could kill him?  !

    This young man in a purple shirt is a toad, he has such a big tone!  They all smiled disdainfully.

    "If I can't kill you, I'll kill her!" The young man in purple shirt pointed his finger.

    In that direction, it was Yue Lingshan who was leaning next to Linghu Chong!

    Linghu Chong¡¯s face darkened, his eyebrows raised, and he said in a deep voice: ¡°I thought you were a straight man, but you don¡¯t want to act like this, it¡¯s shameful!¡±

    The young man in purple shirt sneered: "Are you going to fight me?!"

    Lin Ping took a step forward, held his sword in front of Yue Lingshan, stood side by side with Linghu Chong, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, don't blame me, the Huashan Sect, for being ruthless!"

    "Hey, ruthless, do you Huashan sect still have feelings for you?!" The young man in purple sneered and raised his head to the sky, laughing, his words full of ridicule.

    "Junior brother, head, don't talk nonsense with him, I will fight with him!" Linghu Chong stood up and said in a deep voice.

    ¡°Senior Brother, let¡¯s let Second Senior Brother come first!¡± Lin Pingzhi pondered for a moment.

    Linghu Chong shook his head. He understood the master's intention, which was to let the second junior brother explore the reality first, and then take action to gain more confidence.

    However, Linghu Chong is quite confident in his Dugu Nine Swords. There is no need to be like this. In today's world, except for the people from Guanyun Villa, the head junior brother, and the Hengshan Sect's head Yi Lin, there are no other opponents.

    As his sword skills improved, his confidence became stronger.

    Seeing his determined look, Lin Pingzhi pondered for a moment, nodded slowly, and agreed.

    Yue Lingshan looked nervous. She looked at her senior brother and then at the junior brother in charge, not knowing what to do.

    "Sister, don't worry, senior brother can't defeat him." Lin Pingzhi comforted in a low voice.

    Yue Lingshan turned around, nodded, suppressed worry, took two steps back, followed Lin Pingzhi, and looked towards the field, worried in her heart.

    Linghu Chong took a few steps forward, slowly drew out his long sword, pointed at the purple-shirted young man, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and said in a deep voice: "I haven't asked you for your name yet!"

    "My surname is Zuo!" The man in purple shirt said calmly, and stopped talking. His eyes were fixed on Linghu Chong, and his feet moved slowly.

    "Let's do it!" Linghu Chong said calmly, trembling his sword.

    "Okay!" The man in purple shirt shouted, and suddenly turned into a purple shadow, shooting towards Linghu Chong like purple lightning.

    His speed was extremely fast, and everyone around him felt the purple shirt flash before their eyes, and they were already in front of the senior brother, with a cold light flashing.

    Linghu Chong was also startled, feeling a blur of flowers in front of his eyes and a stab of cold air.

    With awe in his heart, he subconsciously stabbed in the direction of the cold air with a sword-breaking gesture, displaying his lifelong skills.

    "Ding ding ding ding" the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard, and then the purple shadow flashed and took two steps back again.

    He held his long sword diagonally across his chest, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Linghu Chong: "Sure enough, his swordsmanship is good! He is indeed the best swordsman in Huashan!"

    Linghu Chong smiled slightly: "The number one sword in Huashan is wrong. My swordsmanship is no match for the master!"

    He has a free and easy temper and disdains flattery, but he does not allow others to elevate himself. What he says is only the truth.

    The young man in purple shirt sneered and glanced at Lin Pingzhi, seeing that his expression was calm and motionless, with no fluctuation in his eyes.

    "Your surname is Zuo, what is your relationship with the Zuo leader of the Songshan sect?!" Lin Pingzhi asked in a deep voice, thoughtfully.

    Everyone couldn¡¯t help but be startled, thinking of the last name he just reported.

    "He is my father!" Zishan hummed in a deep voice, with a cold expression on his face. He stared at Linghu Chong and sneered: "He once said before his death that the Huashan sect would not fall if Linghu Chong was here. I want to see it!"

    "No wonder" Lin Pingzhi nodded thoughtfully, then raised his head after a moment and said, "Is what you used a sword technique to ward off evil?!"

    The young man in purple shirt was startled and turned around. Not afraid of Linghu Chong's sneak attack, he looked at Lin Pingzhi with a surprised expression.

    After looking Lin Pingzhi up and down, he nodded and said, "No wonder you became the leader.??It is different from ordinary people!  "

    He raised his chin slightly and said proudly: "Yes, what I use is the evil-repelling sword technique!"

    "As expected!" Lin Pingzhi nodded, his expression still calm.

    After Zuo Lengchan's death, Lin Pingzhi had guessed that he didn't know where the evil sword manual had gone. After all, it was once a property of the Lin family.

    Now that he has given up the idea of ??practicing the evil sword technique, his current swordsmanship is even better than the evil sword technique, but it is the property of the Lin family. If he can take it back, he will be worthy of his ancestors.

    "Senior Brother, be careful, this is a sword technique to ward off evil!" He turned to Linghu Chong and said.

    Linghu Chong smiled slightly: "Is this the sword technique to ward off evil?! It's very good, I just wanted to try it!"
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