Lin Yifan followed Yang Huyu out of the Lin family, but he did not practice with Yang Huyu, after the right protector came out of the source realm, he retreated with the right protector to practice swordsmanship, which was not a thousand miles a day, but it also made rapid progress. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After a few years, he practiced swordsmanship without distractions, and finally reached the ninth realm, touched the threshold of body refining, and occasionally came out to walk around, and was praised by Yang Huyu and Jin He as a genius among geniuses, and it was very likely that they had never reached a height.

However, this sword idiot doesn't care about these compliments on them like the right protector, and blindly only pursues the way of the sword.

A few days ago, the Heaven Killing Alliance received news that the spiritual light of an island in the East China Sea was dispersed, and the purple qi rushed to the sky, and there must be a spiritual treasure reality.

Lin Yifan naturally didn't have any objections, and set off with his ancient sword in his arms.

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Qingluan stepped into the air, and after a few days, he arrived at the island that the white-faced man said, and there were many visions in the sky above the island, and there must be strange treasures about to appear, and the opportunity that the old madman had said might be this.

At this moment, the island is not crowded with people, but there are also people who feel overcrowded, each small hill is lined up, and the power of each hill can also be seen from the location, the more you go to the center of the island, the stronger the strength of the people gathered, as for the periphery of the island, it is those small forces, most of these people are not coming for the treasure, most of them are just to join in the fun and have a long experience, so they do not have that sense of urgency.

Qingluan found a slightly quiet place and fell from the sky, and his arrival did not attract too many people's attention, after all, there are many people who come to the island now, and most of them are indifferent to what way they come.

As soon as he landed, he heard a commotion in front of him, and only after inquiring did he know that there was a loose cultivator and a sect in front of him, and it seemed that there was a lively scene again today.

In fact, everyone is a little accustomed to it, since the time they came to the island, there have been at least dozens of such fights, most of which are those scattered cultivators who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the sect to beat the disciples of the sect, and then they are honest.

When he came to the island to be idle, Qingluan went with the crowd to see the excitement.

He stood outside, saw through the crowd, saw a lonely man holding the ancient sword in his arms, his face was cold without a trace of emotion, not far in front of him stood five or six people, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, of course their expressions were arrogant.

"I just don't know if the guy with the sword can survive it!" A thin monkey beside Qingluan said.

Qingluan smiled and accosted: "I see that the guy holding the sword is like an ancient sword, and the sword intent of the whole body is vertical and horizontal, if you want to cultivate it, it should not be weak, and you can still win if you don't keep it." ”

The thin monkey next to him glanced at him and said: "That guy can't feel a little spiritual power fluctuation on his body, he should be a martial idiot, martial arts and spells, after all, he is still a little weaker." ”

"This brother Tai is not right, how can martial arts and spells be weak?" A handsome young man came with a folding fan in his hand, stood beside the thin monkey and Qingluan, pointed at Qingluan and said, "I agree with this brother's opinion. ”

The thin monkey was angry and shook the handsome young man who shook the folding fan, on the one hand, because of the ignorance of the handsome young man, and on the other hand, of course, he was jealous of being more handsome than him.

"You don't know, Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, and martial arts!" The thin monkey seems to be deliberately showing off, so he won't talk about it here.

"Brother, give me some pointers." The handsome man looked curious, in fact, he didn't know this statement, just to hold the thin monkey a little higher, Qingluan was very interested, because he really didn't know this statement.

The thin monkey looked proud, and said: "Look at the ranking, you know that the Tao ranks first, Confucianism ranks second, Shi ranks third, and Wu ranks last, which means that people who are in the same cultivation are the most powerful, and Wu is of course the weakest. ”

The handsome young man's face suddenly realized, and Qingluan generally understood.

"But I've heard that there was a person named Yu Xiao back then, but he fought four or five people of the same level of cultivation with martial arts." The handsome young man seemed to be deliberately finding fault with this pot.

Qingluan felt that this handsome young man was a little interesting, and wondered how the thin monkey would answer.

The thin monkey was red and white for a while at the moment, and finally said, "That's just a special case!" ”

"Special case!" The handsome young man folded the fan, slapped the fan head on his other hand, and continued: "But I also know that there are people in Confucianism who can achieve the realm of one against ten, I think most of this ranking is still a little watery!" ”

The thin monkey was sullen, and he couldn't say that he was a handsome young man, so he had to stomp his feet and say, "I'm too lazy to see you people!" ”

The handsome young man laughed, looked at Qingluan and asked, "Brother Tai thinks what is the ranking of the thin monkey just now?" ”

Qingluan smiled back, and secretly said that this kid still wants to find him to argue?

He replied: "The thin monkey said, Confucianism, interpretation, and martial arts are ranked, and I see that there is actually no order between Dao, Confucianism, interpretation, and martial arts, and each has its own strengths, but some people have distorted the meaning." ”

The handsome young man nodded, thinking deeply, he clasped his hands into fists and bowed and said, "In Xialiu Qingfeng, I don't know Your Excellency's name. ”

Qingluan also hugged his fists and saluted, "Qingluan." ”

"Brother Tai, but that Qingluan who is called a disciple of the Martial Saint?!" The handsome young man Liu Qingfeng asked, unconsciously the voice was a little loud, and the people around them all looked over to this side.

Qingluan shook his head and said, "It just so happens to have the same name and surname." ”

The talent who looked at this side turned back and continued to pay attention to the field.

"Here we go!" Qingluan saw that Liu Qingfeng's throat moved, guessing that he was going to speak again, so he kindly reminded him.

Sure enough, he saw that the sword intent around Lin Yifan, who was holding the ancient sword, was surging violently, and he was amazed, and said: "Such a strong sword intent, if this person does not have a strong attachment to the sword, he will not be able to learn it." ”

Qingluan nodded in agreement.

"Boy, if you kowtow and admit your mistakes now, grandpa can still be blamed in the past!" The person who spoke was holding a ring in his hand and looked arrogant, and several people behind him were also shouting.

"Senior brother, isn't it too simple to spare him like this, at least you have to let him get through here!" One person behind him said, the man with the ring haha, said, "It should be so, it should be so!" ”

Lin Yifan didn't speak from beginning to end, Qingluan knew that his character was like this, but others didn't know, and most of them thought that he was so scared that he couldn't speak.

"Silence is like gold, once it breaks out, I don't know how many moves those people can catch!" Liu Qingfeng said.

As soon as Qingluan nodded, he heard a coquettish shout: "I don't know how many tricks others can catch, but I don't know how many tricks you can catch me!" But I saw a woman dressed in ayaluo, and she had already grabbed Liu Qingfeng's ear.

"What Master said when you came out, did you take it as wind in your ears?" The woman grabbed Liu Qingfeng's ear and asked.

"Senior sister, I was wrong, I was wrong......" Liu Qingfeng kept apologizing, but the woman didn't let go of her hand, grabbed his ears and walked out.

When it was time to leave, Liu Qingfeng said to Qingluan pitifully: "Brother Qing, you have to tell me the result later, I'm over there, hey, senior sister, you light." Before he finished speaking, Liu Qingfeng began to beg for mercy. Qingluan unconsciously touched his ears, it hurt!

Of course, such a small episode is irrelevant, and the people around him just laugh and stop paying too much attention.

"Senior brother, I think the sword in this kid's hand is not bad, why don't we take it and give it to Master, I think Master will definitely like it." A man behind the man said.

Lin Yifan, whose face had not changed for a long time, suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sword intent slashed straight over.

This sword has always accompanied him to grow up, like a father and a mother, like a brother and a brother, like a son and a daughter, and he can't tolerate the slightest disrespect from others.

The sword intent came in an instant, and even if the figure of the person who spoke flashed quickly, an arm was removed, and a howl like a pig was released.

The secret arrow hurts people, and the definition given by the onlookers at this time also disdains Lin Yifan, and they accuse Lin Yifan, but Lin Yifan's expression is numb, and he shouldn't do it.

"Boy, you've completely angered me, give it to me, kill this kid!" The man with the hoop ordered angrily.

Behind him, the crippled man was removed, and the other three came up with it, each with a brilliant spell in his hand.

The man with the ring threw the ring into the sky, the iron ring became larger, and he went straight towards Lin Yifan, wanting to imprison Lin Yifan's actions.

Lin Yifan didn't make a move from beginning to end, but the sword intent around his body resisted the iron ring and the three people who rushed over and the spells of the three people.

Countless sword intents flew wantonly, there was no metal collision but there was the sound of metal colliding, the iron ring could not control Lin Yifan's body for a long time, but the surging sword intent shattered the legs of one of his junior disciples, and the man fell to the ground and groaned continuously.

The man with the hoop became more and more anxious, constantly increasing the strength in his hand, and no longer dared to have the slightest contempt.

But all this seems to be a little late, only a few breaths of time, and the other one fell one after another, one person didn't cut his throat directly, fell to the ground and died, and ended up with a whole corpse, and the other person was not so lucky, directly shattered half of his body, and ended up with no whole body.

The man with the hoop was frightened and had already retreated.

But how could Lin Yifan let him escape easily, the two fingers of his right hand were together, and a sword intent plunged straight into the sky, and he spit out a word: "Break!" The sword intent slashed straight down, and the man with the ring was cut in two with his iron ring, and the sword intent was not attenuated by half a point, and it slashed towards the people in the distance, everyone hurriedly dodged, but some people were injured, and they wanted to be angry and crusade, but the next scene made them shut up and silence, only to see the sword intent facing forward, and it actually split the sea outside the island into two, and it was difficult to close for a long time.

Everyone was shocked, and they all shut up and didn't dare to say more, and the thin monkey was already frightened and overwhelmed.

Qingluan stepped forward at this moment and walked towards Lin Yifan, everyone was surprised, what is this guy going to do!