Practice swordsmanship!

I never thought that when Lin Feng opened his mouth, the old man was in a hurry.

"Practicing swords, practicing swords, you only know how to practice swords. Shushan Imperial Sword Technique is not so easy to learn. Since you want to practice swords, then old man, I'll see if you are qualified to practice swords. The old man's voice fell, but as soon as he collected the wine gourd, he raised his hand, and a wooden stick in the distance automatically flew into his hand, and he had already gotten up and attacked Lin Feng.

That's where it happens.

The old man seemed to have a great complaint against the person who practiced the sword, and with the wooden stick as the sword, he attacked Lin Feng. Lin Feng's eyes were quick, and the moment the old man attacked, the green cicada sword on his waist had already shot instantly.

Taiyi Xuanmen Sword.

Rhino looking at the moon.

Lin Feng was extremely fast, and the sword in his hand also faced the old man. Although the old man made a move, his strength and speed were extremely chiaky, and he did not suppress Lin Feng with his own realm, but just accelerated his speed step by step, and his swordsmanship became more and more tricky. And Lin Feng relied on the Taiyi Xuanmen Sword to resist, but he was also able to deal with it easily.

The Green Cicada Sword is almost indestructible in Huaxia, but it is difficult to cut the wooden stick in the old man's hand.

Just as the two were facing each other, Lin Feng suddenly felt that his body was naturally absorbing the power of the previous wine, and the strength of his whole body was also rapidly improving. After more than ten minutes, the old man watched Lin Feng put away his sword and took a step back. Lin Feng knew a little bit about the old man, sat cross-legged, and began to digest the last wine.

Call.

A mouthful of turbid air is exhaled.

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, looked at the old man and said, "Thank you, senior." ”

"No thanks, I wanted to beat you up and make you retreat. The old man leaned against the stone bench and sighed, "However, you do have the talent to practice swords. The beauty of a gentleman's adulthood, although the old man is not a gentleman, but it is not good to break your future, maybe you can find your own fairy sword in Wanren Mountain. ”

Looking for the fairy sword?

In the past few days, Lin Feng has also heard about Shushan, whenever he enters Shushan, the first step shows that he is looking for the immortal sword, and only those who find the immortal sword can become the inner disciple of Shushan, otherwise he can only be an outer disciple, and he will not be able to learn the swordsmanship of Shushan.

Lin Feng spoke again: "Thank you seniors for your success." ”

"Boy, you are a good seedling, I want to take you back to Jiuyang Mountain. But the old man, I'm just a refiner, and I can't teach anything when I go to Jiuyang Mountain. So, that's it. The old man spoke, silent for a moment, and a long sword appeared in his palm. The long sword was covered with a shell, the whole was dark red, and the old man casually threw the sword to Lin Feng and said, "The friendship of forgetting the year can be regarded as fate." Boy, this sword is called the Jiuyang Zimu Sword, which I forged more than ten years ago. This sword is a mother sword, without a sword spirit, it is considered a semi-finished product, and there are nine sword grids on it. After you have learned the art of swordsmanship, then look for a sword spirit and a sub-sword for this sword, and you can use the corresponding sword array for each sub-sword you find. If you find eight sub-swords, you can use the Nine Palace Sword Formation for the Middle Palace by yourself. Nine sub-swords are a ten-square sword formation. ”

Jiuyang Zimu Sword.

Apparently named after the Jiuyang Mountain sect.

Although Lin Feng didn't know what grade this sword was, listening to the old man's introduction, the power of this sword was extraordinary. Just when Lin Feng raised his head and wanted to thank him, the old man had already stepped on his feet and floated away.

"Boy, don't be too persistent in the ten thousand mountains. If you can't find the fairy sword, come to Jiuyang Mountain. The old man left a sentence that echoed in Lin Feng's mind.

Lin Feng was stunned and looked in the direction where the old man left, and saluted respectfully: "Thank you, senior." ”

Lin Feng could feel that the old man's heart seemed to be very sad, and it might even have something to do with the Jiuyang Zimu Sword in his hand. This sword was supposed to be forged by the old man for someone, but he didn't know why that person didn't use it. Originally, it didn't matter what sect Lin Feng went to, but his biological father Shen Changkong was originally from Shushan, and Lin Feng had to go to Shushan to inquire about everything in the past of his father and mother. Furthermore, the divine soul in the body also said that he was a seven-star sword body, which was suitable for sword practice.

Choke.

The sword is out of the body.

Lin Feng looked at the sword body of the Jiuyang Zimu Sword, and saw that there were nine suns carved on it, and after Lin Feng exerted his strength, he had already felt that there was a space above each sun, as big as a scabbard, which was the sword grid used to store the sub-sword. I don't know what material the Jiuyang Zimu Sword in my hand is forged, it is as warm as jade in my hand, and the energy enters it unimpeded, and the quality is more than a little better than the quality of the Green Cicada Sword.

The matter of practicing swords may really touch the sadness of the old man.

For a few days, Lin Feng cultivated Wuji Jin every day, and would find time to barbecue the little white tiger at night, but the old man did not appear. During this period, Lu Yuanming and Lu Yuanqing came a few times, perhaps because the day of the competition was getting closer and closer, they chatted casually, and ordered Xiaocui to serve Lin Feng well, and then left.

In fact, there will be some maids in every family who are virgins. When important guests visit, these maids will be arranged to serve, not only to serve food, clothing, housing and transportation, but also to accompany the bed, Xiaocui is one of the first maids of the Lu family. It's just that Lin Feng didn't know this, and he didn't think about it, so he didn't touch Xiao Cui in the slightest.

The day has come when the three clans will meet each other.

Early morning.

The whole town of Nanli is already lively.

The warriors of the Lu family were already ready to go in military uniforms, Lin Feng followed Lu Yuanqing, and as the warriors of the Lu family went out, they gathered in the martial arts field in the town to the south. In Kyushu, there will be a martial arts field in the middle of both the city and the town, and it is also the place with the most people on weekdays, and from time to time there are warriors who come to the field to fight to settle grievances.

Today is a big day for Nanli Town.

Most of the warriors within a radius of hundreds of miles will gather here to watch the martial arts of the three clans.

Around the martial arts field, the He family, the Su family, and the Lu family arrived almost at the same time, and the three clans occupied one side and looked at each other from a distance.

"Traitor. When everyone in the Lu family sat down, Lu Yuanjing looked at one of the people in the He family's team and scolded in a low voice.

Lin Feng looked up and saw that the Candle Dragon Daoist who had faced him in the Drunken Immortal Tower that day was actually sitting in the He family's phalanx, and the reason was self-evident.

Lu Yuanming snorted lightly: "Third brother, I said earlier, this Taoist priest is not like a good person. When I first came to our Lu family, I felt a little strange. Today, it seems that this person was originally to inquire about the news of the He family. ”

"No wonder He Zihao came so quickly that day, it seems that this guy revealed the news. Lu Yuanqing was also indignant, turned his head to look at Lin Feng and said, "Brother Lin, you will be on the stage later, don't be polite when you meet this guy." If you don't kill him, it's hard to vent the hatred in your heart. ”

Lin Feng was just about to nod. On the side, Lu Yuanjing laughed and said, "It may not be Brother Lin's turn to play today." The order of the clan was arranged just now, and Brother Lin was ranked fifth. ”

The fifth?

It seems that the Lin family is still very optimistic about themselves, and generally this kind of competition, the more important the back position. However, Lin Feng was curious about who would play the fourth. Five-person competition, in order for accidents to happen, the fourth is the most important, and it should also be the most optimistic person in the Lu family.

Lin Feng looked to the side, there were three people around him, which meant that there should be one more person in the Lu family who had not yet arrived. And Lin Feng looked at Lu Xianglong's side again, only to see a young man in a jujube red military uniform sitting next to Lu Xianglong, the man's face was cold, and he also turned his head to look at Lin Feng at the moment when he felt Lin Feng's gaze.

Piercing eyes.

Lin Feng was stunned, and then nodded slightly, but the other party squinted his eyes and ignored Lin Feng.

Master.

At least those eyes had a profound impact on Lin Feng, and he was a rare master in the Body Forging Realm. Looking at the other party's thick arms, but his body is on the thin side, if Lin Feng didn't guess wrong, the other party should be a disciple of Jiuyang Mountain. The ancestor of Jiuyang Mountain is rumored to have the bloodline of the ancient god Hou Yi, and his cultivation is also the way of the bow, which is why Lin Feng didn't want to go to Jiuyang Mountain.

The sun is in the sky.

The time has come for the three clans to meet the martial arts.

Lu Xianglong looked at the He family and the head of the Su family from a distance, and said slowly: "Brother He, Brother Su, since the time has come, let's start according to the rules of the past." ”

"Good. Let's go. The head of the He family nodded in response, looked at a young man beside him and said, "This time it is our He family who is guarding, He Xuancheng, you are the first to play." ”

When the young man of the He family heard the order of the head of the family, he nodded instantly, and jumped into the field.

The people of the He family held a longbow and looked in the direction of the Lu family with cold eyes, Lu Xianglong turned his head and nodded lightly at Lin Feng's side, and a young man sitting on the outermost part had already flown into the ring. In the territory of Jiulong Mountain, there are many people who use bows and crossbows as weapons, and the people arranged by the Lu family are also holding a longbow, and their eyes are so cold that they look at the people of the He family.

War.

With the sound of the gong.

Almost at the same time, the two drew their bows and shot at each other.

Shout.

Two arrows were fired at the same time, scurrying through each other's chests. The archery cultivator naturally knows the most about arrows, and at the moment when the arrow is about to be shot, the two of them are on the side of their bodies at the same time, and they are grabbing the feather arrow at the same time. It's just that the people of the He family have empty hands and the arrows have flown away, while the people of the Lu family take the arrows empty-handed, and they really turn around and draw their bows again and shoot them out.

Receiving arrows empty-handed, Lin Feng can also do it, but he may not be able to do it more skillfully than the other party.

The people of the Lu family shot an arrow, and the people of the He family turned around and hurriedly dodged, but before they could stand firmly, another arrow had already been shot by the people of the Lu family. However, this arrow was different from the previous feather arrow, Lin Feng clearly felt that the arrow shot by the people of the Lu family carried a trace of heaven and earth power. Sure enough, the feather arrow shot out, more than twice as fast as before, but it instantly penetrated the abdomen of the people of the He family, and nailed it to the stone pillar in the distance with a stream of blood.

An arrow through the abdomen.

had already injured the dantian, and the people of the He family knelt on the spot, not even having a chance to admit defeat, and lay on the ground and lost their breath.

The battle of the bow is the death of an arrow.

The warriors present applauded.

Lu Xianglong nodded slightly and smiled faintly. But the head of the He family had a calm face, as if it was not his own family who died.