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The sword wave like the wind broke free from the shackles of the water and rushed straight up. The dragon hovering on the water surface of the pen "Fun" www.biquge.info made a bend, opened its mouth, and leaned over to meet it, and the mournful sword wind shattered it when it touched the head of the water dragon, adding a touch of joy and confidence to Liang Ping's pale face that saw this when he first appeared on the water. But the remaining column of water began to twist and deflect to one side, and the dragon's head squirmed again to condense again, leaning against his sword, and at the same time being eroded by the flexibility of the water, and at the same time dissolving the sword wind little by little.

"You are two realms away from me, how can you turn over if you want to? Go back for me!" The water dragon's body formed a ball, trapping Liang Ping in the center and slowly contracting. At this critical moment, Liang Ping forced himself to calm down, his strength was already insufficient, and if he was made again, it would probably be impossible to come up. Looking at the column of water that was getting closer and closer to him, the pieces of water scales on the dragon's body were staggered, like hideous teeth. The sword on the upper finger was straightened by him, towards the gap between the dragon's body, and stabbed forward by the last distance between himself and the water prison as a buffer, and not far from the gap, Su Huachen was standing in the snow, he watched so quietly, not reacting too much to Liang Ping's movements, his hand slowly closed, controlling the cage that the dragon's body turned into shrink little by little. The space is shrinking smaller and smaller, and the scales are getting denser and denser, but in Liang Ping's eyes, there is only Su Huachen outside the gap. The blade of the sword was against a piece of water scales coming out of the gap, and it didn't push out a little further, but Liang Ping's arm clearly shook violently at this moment, his eyes were wide open, and his fierce momentum flashed away. That kind of power was transmitted from the body to the sword, reaching the extreme at the tip of the sword, and then silently melting into the space, only a slight fluctuation appeared on the scales, although it was very small, but it was still captured by Su Huachen outside, and even the look of chagrin that appeared on Liang Ping's face at the next moment because of his mistake also entered Su Huachen's eyes. His current state allows him to instinctively react as quickly as possible, simply and effectively. He only moved two steps to the left, mentally estimating Liang Ping's unpredictable move, and felt that he could completely dodge. Liang Ping then made a final struggle, turning the last strength of his body into the sword, deflecting the sword body by one point.

"Whew!"

A slight sound brushed his right ear, and he felt a lot of cold around him. He felt some pain in his shoulder and looked down as he was washed out of a pit in the snow a few steps behind him. His favorite clothes were cut again, and the satin around the torn area slowly turned red, and his right cheek was also scratched, and the blood seeped out little by little, melting a piece of fat powder. Su Huachen looked at Liang Ping in the water prison in disbelief, and the movement of holding his right hand together stopped temporarily.

"What a beautiful move! If you could have used it back then, I would have been calm in this pool by now. Liang Ping no longer had the strength to speak, his arm was still tense, and he wanted to strike a sword again, but he couldn't do it repeatedly, and his strength always leaked at the most critical time. "Uh... Damn!"

"Don't bother with it, the sword just now, even if you are in the peak of your physical strength, you may not be able to use it several times in a row, I already have a defense, so let's give up. Sorrowful Wind Sword Spectrum。。。。。。 I've heard my master often talk about that person before, it seems that he has settled in your sect, a sword of sorrow, how many people have wanted to ask for learning but can't, how did you make an exception for him to accept you?"

"He... and did not take me as an apprentice. Liang Ping put down the sword in his hand, looked blankly ahead, and answered him unhurriedly.

"Then he is willing to teach you a trick and a half, which is unprecedented. ”

"It can be said that he taught me, or it can be said that it is not, the trick just now, if it is a coincidence, you can also use it, he just used it in front of me a few times, but I still haven't exerted his original power. ”

"Whew。。。。。。 Swordsmanship, it is really an esoteric knowledge, if you can make this move more perfect, it really makes me afraid, it is enough for two realms, but it has the ability to break the enemy with one move, and the name of Yuwen Beifeng is really not covered. He sighed, with a move of his hand, he pulled out a splash of water from the pool, condensed into a sword on his right hand, learned Liang Ping's action just now, and stabbed forward diagonally, "You just said, is this what it looks like?" The water sword trembled, Su Huachen instilled his internal strength into it, the sword wind spewed, but there was a little sad taste, and a piece of snow in the distance rolled open. "Sure enough, it's just a façade, the sword aura is mixed and can't be concentrated, and the power is less than one-tenth of the move you just made, and sure enough, Yuwen Beifeng's sword is not something that can be practiced if you want to. If you have the opportunity to watch him play in person, you can hope to learn more, and at this point, you are luckier than many people, Liang Ping. ”

He shook the sword back into a splash and sent it into the pool, looking up at the man in the cage with envy in his eyes. "Is he still in your sect?"

"I don't know very well, it's been twenty years, he said that he might leave at any time, I don't know much about him, but I know that he is not a disciple of my sect, and he has been here for many years just to wait for someone. ”

"Wait for someone? Who can make a master like him wait for decades?"

"Few people know the inside story of this matter, and the head of the sect and the sect elder really want him to stay as a guest, but he said that he had an agreement with one person that he would leave as soon as the time came. ”

"Hmph, with Yuwen's kind of temperament, naturally he won't stay and do any bullshit Elder Keqing, you Lei Gang Mountain, although the temple is not small, it can't accommodate this big Buddha!"

"Su Huachen, it seems that you know something about the predecessor of the sad wind?"

"I don't know very well, I listened to what my master said, his origin is very scary, it is said that he has a lot to do with the royal family, and even has a direct relationship with the Jade Emperor. And he is not a native of Xichuan, he has already become famous for the Sorrowful Wind Sword hundreds of years ago, walking the rivers and lakes with a sword in his arms, comparing swordsmanship, few people can surpass him, so I am very curious why he is willing to be so low-key in your sect, and he will stay for decades. ”

"It's amazing, the background of the predecessor of the sad wind is so mysterious, I think he must have a lot of enemies in the rivers and lakes, come to our Lei Gang Mountain, on the one hand, to wait for the person who has an agreement with him, on the other hand, he also wants to find a stable place to seek refuge. ”

"Protection, don't be kidding, a person like him, aside from swordsmanship, even if your head Lei Tianqing and Sect Elder go together, it will be rare to be able to persist undefeated under Yuwen Beifeng's hands, if you want to say that Lei Gangshan has completely suppressed Yuwen Beifeng in terms of strength, it can only be your patriarch. ”

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