Chapter 242: The First Battle

"Come out!"

Songfeng Temple was bloody.

The young Lin Pingzhi walked on the blood, holding a blood-colored sword, and his eyes were as cold as a snake.

"Come out!"

Lin Pingzhi stared at a corner of the house, the sword in his hand, as if it had spirituality, flashing with blood-colored magic light.

"Good fellow, the spirit is so strong. ”

From the corner of the house, two figures walked out.

It's not Wang Yang and Ling Huchong, who are they?

"Are you Lin Pingzhi?"

Wang Yang stared at Lin Pingzhi, not letting go of the slightest detail, from top to bottom, inch by inch.

Especially the bloody sword.

and the sword in his hand, out of the same furnace.

"Huashan Sword, Lauderno's?"

"Yes, Huashan Palaudeno. ”

Lin Pingzhi's expression was very indifferent, and the sword in his hand tightened and tightened.

"What?"

Ling Hu Chong's face changed greatly, staring closely at the blood-colored long sword, there was indeed a hint of familiarity.

"You, you killed the second junior brother?"

Ling Hu Chong's face turned pale.

Qiang――

He immediately pulled out the sword in his hand, pointed at Lin Pingzhi, and shouted, "Why did you kill the second junior brother?"

Say, "Or I will kill you." ”

Wang Yang didn't hold Ling Hu Chong, but stared at the blood sword in Lin Pingzhi's hand.

Lau De Nuo and Yue Lingshan were ordered by Yue Buqun to go to Fuzhou City to monitor the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and the matching sword in Lao De Nuo's hand fell into the hands of Lin Ping, so Yue Lingshan's safety was a little worrying.

"Are you really Lin Pingzhi?"

Wang Yang's eyes were still firmly fixed on Lin Pingzhi.

It is impossible for a normal person to practice the sword technique of warding off evil spirits, except for the urgent need for strength.

Moreover, where the evil sword method is hidden, Lin Zhennan cannot tell Lin Pingzhi.

What's more, Wang Yang will not forget that this is an illusory world, just according to popular novels, with a large number of ideas, opened up from nothingness, there is no external cause, and it will definitely not get out of the plot.

Obviously, there is something wrong with this Lin Pingzhi.

"Who are you?"

Lin Pingzhi completely ignored Ling Hu Chong's existence, and just stared at Wang Yang tightly, without the slightest fluctuation in his voice.

"I'm Lu Dayou. ”

Wang Yang's answer was very frank, and he was not embarrassed by his strange house.

Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi's eyes shrank, and his expression was a little different.

"Are you Lu Dayou, the sixth disciple of Huashan?"

Laughing softly, and suddenly, the sword in Lin Pingzhi's hand stabbed straight at Wang Yang's chest.

"Let me test your strength and see if it's as bad as the legend. ”

"What a fast sword. ”

The blood-colored sword, the extreme speed, the body was like a shadow, the shape was like the wind, and the sword light was like silk, so that Hu Chong didn't even have time to react, and the blood-colored sword light had already pierced Wang Yang's chest.

"How daring. ”

Ling Hu Chong hasn't reacted yet, I don't know what is going on, but Wang Yang's sense of battle is not comparable to Ling Hu Chong, his eyes are like electricity, his hands are like the wind, the sword light is stabbed, and his hands are also moving with the wind.

The sword did not pierce Wang Yang's body, and one hand was already firmly attached to the blood-colored sword body.

"Okay, you really have a problem. ”

The sword as fast as lightning was caught by Wang Yang empty-handed, Lin Pingzhi did not have the anger he imagined, on the contrary, he still had a smug smile on his face.

"Again, this time, I must defeat you and kill you. ”

Seventy-two swordsmanship, in his hands to kill the moves, the sword is not far from Wang Yang's vital point.

"Your strength is not very good, aren't you very powerful? Aren't you a miracle worker? Haven't you been making miracles, and now you are going to make a miracle for me, and a pine forest will fall out of thin air!"

Lin Ping attacked while talking crazy at Wang Yang.

Looking at Lin Pingzhi, who seemed to be crazy, Wang Yang's expression became more and more abnormal.

This guy has a problem, a big problem, look at his eyes, hatred, killing intent, madness, etc., all the violent factors are flashing in it, and they are nurturing in it.

"Who are you and who are you?"

Wang Yang resisted the extremely fast swordsmanship, and at the same time, his gaze did not leave Lin Pingzhi's figure for half a step.

In an illusory world, everything is set in the plot.

In fact, however, there has been a change.

A plot that has already been set, and there are changes that it shouldn't have.

This incident was enough to wake up Wang Yang.

Pine forest from the sky?

This is a pine forest that he has just planted in the great northwest, in a short period of time, which has been called a miracle on the earth, but it is absolutely impossible to spread in this world of smiling rivers and lakes.

Then, in other words, this Lin Pingzhi is no different from himself, and the two are also taken away.

"Who are you, say it. ”

Wang Yangmeng turned to defend and attacked, a pair of dragon claw hands, even buckled and locked, and attacked towards the flaws in the sword move.

"You ......"

Lin Pingzhi would never have imagined that the peerless swordsmanship that had always been deified by others would be restrained so easily.

"Hmph, the sword technique itself is not seamless, on the contrary, its existence is a flaw in itself, but all the flaws are connected by the speed, and a peerless sword technique that breaks through the earth will be formed.

However, when its speed is completely restrained, no matter how perfect the swordsmanship, it will also come to an end. ”

Wang Yang is already desperate to know, who is this guy?

For a while, the speed and strength of his shot became bigger and bigger, and even, in the end, he pulled out his sword and completely used Huashan swordsmanship to defend against the enemy.

Whether it is Lu Dayou or Lin Pingzhi, whose strength is much higher than that of Ling Hu Chong, and even, the sword light is like silk, as fast as the extreme, and in the end, he can't even keep up with the speed of the sword.

For a while, Ling Hu Chong, who had always been a prodigal, suddenly, inexplicably, had a sense of oppression, and desperately hoped for the improvement of his strength.

Suddenly, between heaven and earth, dark clouds were thick, lightning and thunder roared.

However, it was Linghu Chong, as the protagonist of the plane, whose heart was in harmony with heaven and earth, and his mind flickered, seducing the vision of heaven and earth.

From this moment on, the plot of Xiaoao Jianghu naturally changed.

――――

"This is Shenshui Manor, not everyone can come and go wild. ”

His eyes were cold, and he looked at the group of people opposite, as if he was waiting for a dead person.

The invincible strength of the spear has improved very quickly, just now, in the face of the challenger, a shot was stabbed, alarming the wind and clouds, and a thirteen elder from the Qing Gang was seriously injured with one move.

"Hmph, do you think that with your strength, you are qualified to be the enemy of our Green Gang?

Let me tell you, our Supreme Elder has already passed on the word that you will hand over the study of the grass, and you will hand it over if you don't. ”

Ma Jiu took a step forward and looked at the people in Shenshui Manor, his eyes cold.

Last time, it was because of these bastards in front of him that he was exiled to the secret realm, if it wasn't for his luck and the blessing of the gang leader, at this time, he would have been torn apart by the endless beasts of the secret realm.

Even so, his strength was in this disaster, under the bite of the fierce beast, a hand was so easily torn off from his body. (To be continued.) )