During the founding of the Great Apocalypse, there was such a rumor, legend has it that when the Great Apocalypse was defeated, an immortal suddenly appeared, giving black, white and yellow, red, green, and five five-color dragon flags, and from the five dragon flags, each of them swam out of a divine dragon to help, helping the Great Apocalypse to determine the country in one fell swoop, and creating a strong trend of the Great Apocalypse. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Immediately Emperor Daqi set the five-color dragon flag army, this black dragon pool, is the black dragon flag army of the rivers and lakes of the force, although in Longcheng is only the black dragon pool rudder, there are not many masters, but there are also two congenital masters to support the façade, if the Daqi royal family does not fall, this black dragon pool will naturally stand.

This female teacher, named Yue Linglong, is also a martial arts innate master, but also with the sword as a companion, refined a sharp qi, similar to sword qi, with cultivation and beauty, countless suitors, originally the master of the Black Dragon Pond rudder, but in the end he still came to the Black Dragon Pond to sit at the helm, just to be quiet, to escape some things, now a little upset, and Ding Feng happened to hit her muzzle, naturally to vent.

Yue Linglong only felt that this disciple was annoying, and regardless of the difference in status, he nodded at Ding Feng, asked him to get up and asked, "I see that your eyes are burning, do you have the intention of comprehension, and play a set of swordsmanship to see." Looking at the frame, it must be to make Ding Feng ugly in front of everyone.

Ding Feng didn't know why this female teacher pointed the finger at herself, could it be that her red nose was too eye-catching? Ding Feng thought about it for a while, no matter how superb his swordsmanship was, he would definitely be criticized by this innate master for being worthless, not to mention that his swordsmanship was only third-rate, and he couldn't get on the stage at all, so he couldn't help but laugh and pretend to be innocent: "The disciple's swordsmanship is not good, and it is also the first time to listen to the lecture. "Kneel and beg for a hundred dukes to go down to the black!

Yue Linglong also felt that this disciple was cunning, and he revealed this matter with a few words, and he was not good at bullying him and forcing him, so he had to put the innate momentum of martial arts only at Ding Fengyi, closed his eyes and said lightly: "Okay, you can sit down." But in his heart, he wanted Ding Feng to fall on his heels.

Ding Feng also felt that a martial arts innate momentum came to his face, but he did not have killing intent, but he came under pressure, looking at everyone without reacting, he knew that it must be the ghost of this female teacher, Ding Feng had not yet reacted, this innate momentum was transformed by the aura in the body, and it was empty, Ding Feng originally wanted to put it on, but at this time, the momentum had passed, and no matter how subtle the acting skills were, he couldn't hide the eyes of the innate master, and it was not beautiful to want to show weakness again, so he said: "The disciple obeys." Then Shi Shiran sat down.

Yue Linglong opened her eyes, and there was a look of disbelief in her beautiful eyes, this disciple was able to forcibly connect with the momentum of an innate master?! Could it be that this day has changed? A little martial arts disciple in Black Dragon Pond is so good? It's not that she hasn't seen that she can hardly shake the innate momentum and even kill the innate little master the day after tomorrow, but those are all elite disciples in a sect, and even the heir of the future master, could it be that this kid is a hidden jade?

It's a pity that Ding Feng closed his eyes and listened to the lecture quietly, and later realized that something was wrong, although he was not good at swordsmanship, but he also thought about it himself: "The sword qi moves at will, the sword weapon accompanies the heart, and thousands of swords are only broken with one sword, so what about the two of them?

Ding Feng has a flexible mind, eclectic, listened to the teachings of others, but has his own thoughts, visualizes in his mind, simulating, assuming that he is facing the little fat man Pang Huan, how to deal with it with the sword, this teaching explains a swordsmanship called the Qingfeng Mingyue Sword, which can also be used by a single sword, or a double sword, it is a swordsmanship that can be used by both men and women, and it can also be combined by men and women, it is a first-class mortal swordsmanship, Ding Feng understood the key to it, and the more Linglong's swordsmanship was covered up in his mind, and he seemed to be absent-minded, and as soon as the lecture hall was dispersed, he ran back to his hidden grove and practiced the Qingfeng Mingyue swordsmanship。

Ding Feng pulled out the sword out of the sheath, and used the first and second styles of the Qingfeng Mingyue Sword, the wind is impermanent, the moon is lacking, and there is a little bit of more exquisite wonder, and then a series of six styles seem to be flawless, only this last style of the breeze caresses the bright moon, this bright moon and clear wind attack, no matter what, the sword is taken back halfway through, and it can't be sent out, so Ding Feng is distressed, and secretly thinks: " My swordsmanship, it seems to be completely simulated, I haven't walked out of my own way, so I feel twisted, and the aura is not smooth, this woman's swordsmanship is not in line with my heart, I have to find my own way!"

Ding Feng sat upright for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, a glimmer of divine light was born in his eyes, and then used this breeze and bright moon sword, but it was like a beginner, stumbling, often a sword took a long time to be transported, if it was a fight with someone to compete with the sword, maybe it had already been stabbed in the throat by someone, the blood was three feet high, and the dead could not die again.

But Ding Feng never expected that Yue Linglong had already quietly followed him, and it was even more suspicious to see him come to an uninhabited grove, as a teacher in Black Dragon Pond, she naturally had the obligation to find out the spies of other sects, she just thought that Ding Feng was actually cultivating to be strong, harboring evil intentions, and came here to connect with others, but she didn't expect that this Ding Feng looked like he was studying hard and hard, and just started, it was the Qingfeng Mingyue Sword that she had just taught, and made him have his own three-point look, he was really a genius, but this was a taboo for beginners, and he went astray, and he wanted to come out and give some pointers, but thinking of his identity, and hiding here, he was quite embarrassed, But I didn't expect this Ding Feng to reflect on himself, thought of this, and then opened his eyes, and the practice of this clear wind and bright moon sword is generally different, although immature, but already has its own way.

Yue Linglong is also a good kendo, and naturally has a heart of love for talent, but the master of the martial arts hall is her friend, and she can't directly grab people, seeing that Ding Feng has such a kendo qualification, she thought: "I have entered the congenital, and there is no disciple who has supported the façade and inherited what I have learned, but my martial arts are suitable for women, but this person's qualifications are not ordinary, I just need to teach him, and the rest can naturally be understood." "But it is not a simple matter to accept him as a disciple, Yue Linglong also has to consider what Ding Feng's heart is, if he is a great traitor, not only will he not pass on what he has learned, but he will also kill him to eliminate a harm for the Black Dragon Pool.

Ding Feng was halfway through the swordsmanship practice, and suddenly saw a graceful figure walking out, and immediately hugged his fists and said, "Good teaching!"