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- Chapter 423: Eliminate first
He shook his sword and said with a smile: "I have been famous for the sword manual of warding off evil for a long time. I have long wanted to see its mystery. I didn't expect that the leader of the Zuo alliance died unexpectedly. I feel regretful, but I encountered it today. I am not the one to be punished." wish!"
The young man in the purple shirt curled his lips slightly with a sneer, and suddenly thrust out his sword, as fast as lightning, cutting through the air and appearing in front of Linghu Chong like a meteor.
Linghu Chong's long sword buzzed as he stepped forward to meet him. Several swords appeared in the air. The swords were too fast, beyond the endurance of his eyes, and phantoms appeared.
He has been practicing with the black iron sword, and his physical strength has become extremely strong. Even if he swings the long sword without using internal strength, it is extremely fast.
"Ding ding ding ding" the long swords chirped endlessly, crisp and sweet.
Linghu Chong stood firmly, a purple mist changed around him, spinning around his body, and cold light burst out from time to time.
The rest of the people were watching the scene closely, fearing to miss any detail. It is rare to see such a fast and unparalleled swordsmanship.
Soon, Yue Lingshan opened her eyes and shook her head. She kept staring, worried in her heart. For a moment, she felt like the world was spinning, dizzy and nauseated, and she didn't dare to look anymore.
Lin Pingzhi stretched out his right palm and gently placed it on her back.
Yue Lingshan only felt a warm and moist breath gurgling into her body, flowing in her meridians, like water from a small spring, lingering in her body for several breaths.
The feeling of nausea is getting weaker and weaker, just like the sun appears and the ice and snow melt.
The warm breath is still circulating in the body, and the whole body feels lazy and comfortable.
She turned her head and smiled at Lin Pingzhi: "Xiao Linzi, thank you very much."
Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly, shook his head, and turned to look at the field.
Although he became the leader, Yue Lingshan still called him Xiao Linzi, but in front of outsiders, he was addressed as the leader's junior brother.
Purple mist wrapped around Linghu Chong, but Linghu Chong remained motionless. His long sword swings were very small, close to his body, and he could barely hold back.
With her body warm and peaceful, Yue Lingshan watched the competition between the two again. She no longer felt uncomfortable, but her vision became clearer, as if she was getting closer. The texture of the elder brother's clothes turned into a purple mist, and the purple-shirted young man could be clearly seen.
She was surprised in her heart. She didn¡¯t expect Xiao Linzi¡¯s internal strength to be so profound. She thought that his swordsmanship was as good as his internal strength. He was much better than his senior brother.
The sound of dinging dinging is endless, and nearly a hundred moves have been done with this level of effort.
Linghu Chong swung his long sword with ease and ease, gave a long laugh and said, "But you have finished using the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique?!"
"So what if it's over?!" The young man in purple shirt sneered, his figure kept moving, as fast as lightning, and his voice was erratic, far and near.
"Alas your evil-fighting swordsmanship is still far from perfect!" Linghu Chong looked disappointed, shook his head and sighed.
After saying that, the long sword stabbed quickly, and the sword did not stab Ziying directly, but the void on its left side.
There was a clear "ding" sound, and the purple shadow dispersed, revealing his figure. He staggered back and looked at Linghu Chong in shock.
Linghu Chong lazily sheathed his sword, shook his head and smiled.
The young man in purple shirt was in disbelief. He was full of murderous intent and felt that Linghu Chong's defense was in danger. With a little more force, he could break through it.
However, a sword suddenly appeared in front of him, stabbing him where he must pass. He moved with all his strength, running at extremely fast speeds, leaving no room for change, and saw himself hit by the sword.
At the moment of crisis, he risked his life and forcibly reversed the internal force of his meridians. He retracted the thrust sword and withstood the sword.
His face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You can go away. It won't be too late to come find me after you have mastered your sword skills!" Linghu Chong waved his hand, his mood waning.
Lin Pingzhi raised his sword eyebrows lightly and looked at the young man in purple, thoughtfully.
The young man in purple shirt laughed at himself, raised the long sword in front of his eyes, threw it gently, and immediately plunged into the ground, leaving only the hilt.
He turned around and turned into a purple smoke, disappearing under the mountain road in the blink of an eye.
After everyone dispersed, Lin Pingzhi winked at Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan followed Linghu Chong, and the three of them arrived at the Zhengqi Hall.
Lin Pingzhi sat down, shook his head and said, "Elder brother, you shouldn't let him go."
"Although he is practicing evil-proofing swordsmanship, the fire level is too low and he cannot get in, so it is difficult for him to achieve anything." Linghu Chong said with a smile.
Lin Pingzhi shook his head, sighed, and said, "He is Zuo Lengchan's son. I'm afraid he hates Mr. Xiao deeply."
"With him?" Linghu Chong shook his head and smiled, dismissing it: "Even if he practices for another hundred years, he still won't be able to hurt Mr. Xiao!"
"There are different sword techniques for warding off evil.?Swinging forward, entering the country very quickly, you must guard against it! Lin Pingzhi shook his head and sighed.
"Haha, don't worry, junior brother, think about it, Zuo Lengchan was a genius, he practiced the evil sword technique, and he was killed by Mr. Xiao at will!" Linghu Chong laughed.
Lin Ping was stunned, thought for a moment, smiled and shook his head: "I'm just worrying!"
"You are so concerned that you are in trouble!" Linghu Chong chuckled, lazily taking the tea cup brought by his disciples, and said with a smile: "However, the sword technique of warding off evil is indeed extraordinary. The time he has practiced is probably very short. If he is an ordinary master, If I encounter such an extremely fast swordsmanship, I¡¯m afraid I won¡¯t be able to parry it!¡±
"Elder brother, brag!" Yue Lingshan wrinkled her straight nose and hummed heavily.
She had been on tenterhooks just now, but now her anger welled up, and she wanted to settle accounts with Qiu Hou and find fault with Linghu Chong.
"Haha, I also took advantage. Junior brother, your sword is much faster than his. I'm used to sparring with you, so I don't realize how difficult he is." Linghu Chong said with a smile.
Lin Pingzhi nodded. Although the sword of the young man in purple was fast, it was still far behind his own sword, so it was nothing to worry about.
"If an ordinary person sees such a fast sword at first sight, he may be caught off guard and unable to deal with it." Linghu Chong shook his head.
"Well, this person needs to be careful!" Lin Pingzhi nodded, a little worried.
"Furthermore, it was a pity to have such a good opportunity to recover the evil-repelling sword manual and let it go in vain," he sighed secretly.
"Don't worry, Mr. Xiao has already read the evil-repelling sword manual. He is very familiar with the evil-repelling sword technique. He can't make trouble!" Seeing him like this, Linghu Chong comforted him again.
Lin Pingzhi smiled bitterly and nodded.
"Xiao Linzi, the evil sword manual belongs to your family. Do you want to take it back?" Yue Lingshan suddenly said.
She is a woman after all, she is careful and perceptive. When she saw Lin Pingzhi's abnormality, an idea flashed in her mind and she suddenly realized it.
Lin Ping was stunned, glanced up at Yue Lingshan, and nodded: "Well, senior sister is right, I want to take back the sword manual!"
"Don't!" Linghu Chong hurriedly stretched out his hand without wavering.
Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan looked at him with questioning expressions.
"This thing is a hot potato. It's not appropriate for us to take it back now. Let's leave it to the Songshan sect first!" Linghu Chong said hurriedly.
"Senior Brother, our Huashan Sect is not weak. Even if we take it back, no one will try to steal it again!" Yue Lingshan snorted sweetly and rolled her eyes at him.
"I know that Junior Brother Lin wants to take back what belongs to the Lin family, but the timing is not right. Our Huashan Sect is not strong enoughBesides, the evil sword manual is not a big deal!" Linghu Chong did not look at his junior sister and was patient with Lin Pingzhi. advised.
Lin Pingzhi thought about it for a while, with a serious look on his face, and nodded: "Well, Senior Brother is right, just wait a little longer."
Yue Lingshan rolled her eyes at Linghu Chong, pouted, and became sulky.
Hengshan Sect
After Yilin finished her evening classes, she came to the valley at the foot of the mountain, where Xiao Yuesheng had always lived. It was quiet and peaceful inside.
After finishing her busy work every day, Yi Lin always comes here to sit cross-legged on the stone bed beside the small pool, looking at the clear pool water and letting her thoughts wander.
The clear spring water reflects the afterglow of the setting sun, making her jade-like face red, white and rosy, and extremely beautiful.
Her bright eyes are like water, glowing with a soft light, like a dream.
Suddenly, she raised her head and looked up at the sky, her thin eyebrows furrowed.
A gorgeous firework appeared in the sky, and three lotus flowers appeared, as if someone had splashed the sky with ink.
The three lotus flowers are condensed and lingering, as if they are inlaid on them.
Yi Lin's figure swayed, her feet were light and fluttering, she left the valley, floated up the mountain, and headed towards Baiyun Temple.
Her Qinggong was so fast that her feet seemed not to touch the ground, and her figure was like a wisp of smoke. In the blink of an eye, she had arrived at Baiyun Temple.
When I arrived in front of the nunnery, I saw a group of disciples gathered together. The sounds of women chirping and scolding could be heard endlessly, mixed with the crisp sound of swords clashing.
Yilin's heart moved, the senior sisters are taking action!
She coughed and came closer.
She coughed lightly, the sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears, shaking their souls and shaking their blood.
Yilin¡¯s internal strength is extremely deep. Normal people can only practice internal strength by meditating, but she practices her internal strength all the time, including footwork, swordsmanship, and palm skills.
The people who were fighting suddenly separated. The nuns turned around, looked at the leader one after another, and at the same time moved out of the way.
Yilin ducked and came closer.
As soon as I saw it, three female nuns stood according to their directions, their long swords unsheathed, pointing faintly at a young man in a purple shirt next to them.
Yilin breathed a sigh of relief, this person's martial arts was not strong enough, otherwise, he would have forced the senior sisters to use the Snow Melting Sword Formation.
The Melting Snow Sword Formation was created by Xiao Yuesheng himself and given to Yilin as a unique skill of the Hengshan Sword Sect. With six people using it, even a second-rate master can withstand three or four first-rate masters.
If Yihe Yiqing and the others from the Hengshan sect were to use their martial arts skills, they would be able to withstand any master in the world today.
"This young hero, why do you come to our sect?" Yilin received the tithe, her expression was solemn, and her appearance was solemn.
The young man in purple shirt is extremely handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a hanging nose and red lips, but his eyes are cold and cold, which makes people's hearts tremble.
"Are you Yi Lin, the leader of the Hengshan Sect?" the young man in purple shirt asked coldly, looking at her coldly with cold eyes.
Yilin nodded gently: "The poor nun is Yilin."
At this time, Master Yihe came close to her ear and whispered a few words in a low voice. Yilin's delicate eyebrows kept trembling, her bright eyes staring at the young man in purple shirt.
"Very good!" The young man in purple sneered, glanced at Master Yihe, and said solemnly: "I heard that Master Yilin of Hengshan has excellent swordsmanship, and I came here to ask for advice!"
Yi Lin furrowed her brows lightly and said in deep thought: "A monk will not fight fiercely, but if you force your way into Hengshan, if you don't agree, you are showing weakness."
"That's right!" The young man in purple shirt nodded and sneered.
"That's good!" Yi Lin nodded, looked him over, and asked softly: "Young hero Gao, can you inform me?!"
"My surname is Zuo!" The young man in purple shirt said with a cold look on his face.
"Your surname is Zuo?" Yilin glanced at him in surprise. This surname is very rare, but it is also very famous. The former leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, Zuo Lengchan!
"What does Zuo Lengchan have to do with you?" Master Yiqing suddenly asked.
"Father!" The young man in purple shirt said proudly, his eyes were cold, and he looked deeply at Yi Lin.
Yilin felt like she was being nailed by a poisonous snake, and her whole body felt cold.
Master Yi Qing frowned, stepped forward to Yi Lin, and said in a low voice: "Master, be careful of him killing you. He and Mr. Xiao have a grudge against killing their father!"
Yilin nodded. Since she practiced the Qingxin Jue, her mind has been open and flexible, and she has already thought of this level.
"Stop blabbering, let's do it!" The young man in purple shirt sneered.
Yi Lin nodded and stretched out her hand. A young nun next to her handed over the sword, which was an unusually simple long sword.
"The name of the sword is Rongxue, and it is extremely sharp. Young hero, be careful!" Yi Lintan said lightly with her mouth slightly open and her words like beads.
As he spoke, the long sword slowly unsheathed, a cold light slowly grew, and the surrounding air seemed to drop a bit.
"You can tell at a glance that this is a sword, which was given to Yilin by Xiao Yuesheng himself for personal protection. The name of the sword is Rongxue, which is the same name as its sword array.
This sword is cold in nature, and it is a pair of swords with the frost sword in Jiang Nan Yun's hand. They are both made of hair blown and broken, and iron is cut like mud.
The purple shadow flashed, turned into a cold light, shot out like an arrow, and arrived in front of Yi Lin in an instant, extremely fast.
Some of the female nuns watching the battle blinked, and when they opened their eyes again, the young man in purple shirt was already in front of Yilin.
Yilin's feet floated, like a lotus leaf on the water, swaying gently, as if being blown away by the sword wind. When there was no time to move, she floated diagonally, avoiding the sword's force.
Ziying paused, then appeared, turned around and moved again, changing his moves to stab Yilin.
Yilin's footwork has reached the point where she can move freely, turning into instinct and integrated into her bones. At the critical moment, she can easily avoid a sword attack that is close to a sneak attack.
The young man in purple shirt was secretly shocked. He didn't expect her to be so slippery and avoid his concentrated attack so lightly.
"What a swordsmanship!" Yilin sighed softly, raised her sword, and three sword flowers appeared in front of her, forming an area.
The young man in purple robe stabbed with his sword, just within the range of her long sword. He felt the sword sink, as if he had fallen into a swamp, and the force on the sword was like a cow in mud, like a sea, and turned into nothingness.
What was originally a very fast sword paused, and his figure was revealed, with a look of surprise on his face.
Yilin used her snow-melting sword to draw a line and rolled it towards the young man in purple shirt. It looked relaxed and leisurely, but in reality it was extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, the long sword was in front of his throat, and the cold air hit him, almost freezing him. He was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, and he suddenly retreated ten feet away.
Yihe Shitai frowned and hummed: "Second junior sister, his movement is so fast and there is an evil aura. Is it the sword technique to ward off evil?!"
Teacher YiqingTai nodded: "**Bu Li Shi!"
"Headmaster, she?" Yihe Shitai frowned even more tightly, feeling a little worried.
Zuo Lengchan¡¯s swordsmanship to ward off evil was famous, and it was Zuo Lengchan who worked hard to snatch it away. It must be extremely powerful, and she was worried that Yilin wouldn¡¯t be able to cope with it.
"The master is very skilled in martial arts, so he can definitely handle it!" Master Yi Qing smiled slightly, not worried, and enjoyed Zizhong's fight.
Her mind was spinning very quickly. The evil-proofing sword manual was leaked from Mr. Xiao's hands. The sword skills on it must have been ignored.
And the leader is his adopted sister. The two of them have a very good relationship, and the martial arts they teach will definitely be indistinguishable.
With this thought in mind, she was not worried about the sword technique to ward off evil spirits. Instead, she was very interested. She wanted to see what was so brilliant about the sword technique to ward off evil spirits that was widely spread throughout the world.
"Young Master Zuo, your evil-fighting swordsmanship is still weak." Yilin retracted her long sword, put it back into its sheath, and shook her head neatly.
The face of the young man in purple shirt turned red, and his heart was filled with anger.
This is what he said when he challenged Linghu Chong in the Huashan sect. This time, when he came to the Hengshan sect to challenge Yilin, she also said the same. Their tone was almost the same, both were contemptuous of themselves.
He only felt that there was an accumulation of depression in his chest, which was constantly surging, but could not be vented. It was extremely stuffy and unusual.
Seeing this, Yilin raised her eyebrows and asked, "Young Master Zuo, are you injured?!"
"Ah¡ª¡ª!" The young man in purple shirt looked up to the sky and roared. His body flashed and turned into a purple smoke, passing by the crowd and drifting down the mountain. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared. Only the roar lingered in the valley. .
The nuns looked at each other, looked at each other, and shook their heads, what a weirdo!
Yilin waved her hand and asked them to go about their own business.
There were only two people left in the field, Master Yihe and Master Yiqing.
The three of them entered Baiyun Temple and came to a Zen room next to it. The interior decoration was simple and it was extremely quiet and pleasant.
"Master, I don't think I heard that Zuo Lengchan has a son" Master Yiqing shook his head and sighed with a puzzled expression.
Yihe Shitai nodded: "Well, I haven't heard of it!"
Yilin twirled a string of Buddhist beads on her brows, frowned slightly, shook her head and said: "Looking at his appearance, he should be right"
She learned this from her master, Master Dingyi. When she has nothing to do, she can stir the beads to calm her mind. It is a technique for spiritual training.
Master Yiqing muttered: "Zuo Lengchan's palace is very deep, and his actions have always been secretive. Maybe he deliberately hid his children and left behind the incense of the Zuo family"
The two of them nodded, feeling that it made sense. With Zuo Lengchan's behavior and his tendency to hide things in secret, he could indeed do this.
"This person has practiced evil-proof swordsmanship because he wants to take revenge on his elder brother." Yilin frowned slightly, showing a worried look.
"With his martial arts, he can't hurt Mr. Xiao!" Yihe Shitai shook his head.
"Well, not to mention that his evil-repelling sword technique is too weak, even if his evil-repelling sword technique is extremely proficient, Mr. Xiao can't do it!" Master Yi Qing shook his head.
Yi Lin nodded, knowing that she would be confused if she cared. Her eldest brother¡¯s martial arts skills were so powerful, how could she be afraid of his small evil-proofing sword skills? !
At noon, Xiao Yuesheng came out of the alchemy room. After lunch, clouds from the south of the Yangtze River floated over. He was dressed in white, not stained by the world.
The two masters and apprentices came to the back garden and entered the Ruoshui Pavilion.
Xiao Yuesheng sat lazily, with a white jade cup in his hand, shaking gently, and the aroma of mellow wine was lingering.
Jiangnan Yunliu leans on the vermilion railing, its body slightly bent, like a swaying flower, blooming in the wind, and its face is radiant.
"Master, there are letters from the Huashan Sect and the Hengshan Sect." Jiang Nanyun glanced at him as he brushed his hair from his temples.
Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh¡ª¡ª? What's the matter?"
Jiang Nanyun said nonchalantly: "Suddenly, a son of Zuo Lengchan appeared. He had practiced the sword technique of warding off evil spirits and wanted to compete with them."
"Evil sword technique?" Xiao Yuesheng frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Zuo Lengchan really has a son?!"
"Well, both the young escort chief and the young master uncle feel that the two are inseparable." Jiang Nanyun gently chinned his head and stared at him closely.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled softly: "Okay, this way, the Songshan Sect will have a new leader!"
"Could it be him?" Jiang Nanyun's bright eyes flashed, with an expression of interest, as if a good show was about to begin.
"Well, now the Songshan sect has no leader. They are fighting on their own. No one is willing to obey anyone. There is only one way to elect him as the leader!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled softly: "Looking at history and knowing the present, this has been the case since ancient times!This But his great opportunity, is a dragon or an insect, look at how he seizes the opportunity! "
"Master, he is Zuo Lengchan's son. He can't be too bad. He might really become the second Zuo Lengchan He is always a threat. Why not get rid of it first?" Jiangnan Yundai frowned slightly and pursed his lips. Said with a smile.
Xiao Yuesheng pondered, shaking his wine glass, thoughtfully.
After a moment, he nodded and said: "Well, it's good to get rid of it. It can be regarded as a shock to the Songshan Sect."
"Thenyou want me to take action myself again?" Jiang Nanyun sighed helplessly and asked feebly.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled slightly: "This time, we, master and disciple, will do it together without anyone noticing!"
"It couldn't be better!" Jiang Nanyun jumped up and laughed happily.
"However, you did it yourself, and I watched from the sidelines!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly.
Jiang Nanyun suddenly showed a helpless expression and sighed: "Master, why don't you show off your skills once and let me admire you?!"
"If I did it, how could I have the chance to train you?!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head.
"Oh, okay!" Jiang Nanyun nodded helplessly, dejectedly.
Songshan
A small courtyard at the foot of Songshan Mountain is the property of the Songshan Sect, but it is located in a remote location and no one comes here.
The disciples of the Songshan Sect always thought that this place was too remote and no one would live here.
In the early morning, the whistling sound of wind came from this small courtyard, but it was the sound of a long sword cutting through the air and tearing the air current.
With such a sound, it is obvious that the speed of the sword is extremely fast, which is beyond the tracking of ordinary people's eyes.
In the small courtyard, a man was practicing his sword. He was wearing the same purple clothes as the others. The sword was bright and fast, but his whole body was covered with a layer of ice-cold aura, which looked like a ghost and was terrifying.
In the small courtyard, there is a wooden stake with three characters written on it. It is quite conspicuous, but it is the three characters "Xiao Yihan".
These three words are crooked and have no courage at all.
What he saw was that his eyes were spitting fire, his figure was extremely fast, he was walking around the wooden stake, and sometimes he stabbed the sword directly at the word "han" in Xiao Yihan's three characters.
This man is dressed in purple and has a handsome appearance. He is the son of Zuo Lengchan. He challenged the Huashan Sect and Hengshan Sect twice before.
Every time he saw the words Xiao Yihan, his energy perked up and he looked like he was crazy.
An hour later, when he felt exhausted, he glanced at the words "Xiao Yihan" and regained his energy. He gritted his teeth and practiced hard.
He imagined in his mind that Xiao Yihan would kneel in front of him and obediently behead his head to pay homage to his father's spirit in heaven.
From early morning to noon, he practiced non-stop for a whole morning. He was soaked to the skin, with white mist exuding all over his body and steaming with sweat.
When the sun rose high in the sky, he stopped, panting like an ox, and looked like he might not be able to take a breath at any moment, and would choke to death.
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He leaned his sword on the ground, breathed for a moment, and then shook his hand violently. The long sword turned into a ray of cold light and hit the wooden stake, hitting the "Ò»" in the three characters "Xiao Yihan".
"Haha" He looked up to the sky and laughed as if he was crazy. He looked at the swinging sword and shouted: "Xiao Yihan, Xiao Yihan! One day, I will crush you to ashes! ¡One day!¡±
He laughed for a while, then suddenly stopped. He suddenly fell down, leaned back, and fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".
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