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Passing over everyone's heads, Ling Yun went straight to Liu Yidao's head with one move and three into hell.

Moko said...... Three Into Hell ......"

Looking at Lingyun in mid-air, Liu Yidao screamed out in shock.

Worrying about it doesn't solve anything. No matter how worried Liu Yidao was, Ling Yun's moves did not decrease at all.

"Whoa......

In a hurry, Liu Yidao pulled out his short knife, used a head-wrapping knife and a brain-wrapping knife, and protected his upper body impenetrable.

"When the ......"

The internal strength on Mo Ke's finger struck on Liu Yidao's short knife. With the sound of Jin Ge resonating, Liu Yidao took a few steps backwards, knocked the Taishi chair behind him to the ground, and retreated to the corner of the wall to stabilize his body.

Steady churning qi and blood, Liu Yidao raised the short knife in his hand to protect his chest, looked at Ling Yun a little breathlessly, and showed a look of surprise: "You...... You actually know the Moke finger of Shaolin 72 stunts! I can't imagine that you can even steal the things in the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion, and the world's first thief is really worthy of its name. ”

Liu Yidao's words, the angry Lingyun was a little speechless and said: "I said you are an old bastard, why do you speak so ugly?" What do you call the master stealing? Is this a good way for the master to teach? ”

Liu Yidao snorted coldly: "Hmph! The mad Taoist himself will not know the Shaolin seventy-two stunts. And several well-known figures in the Shaolin Temple did not accept apprentices like you. It's not what you stole it? Although the Shaolin seventy-two stunt training skills are enough to dominate the martial arts. With your current age, even if you start practicing Shaolin 72 stunts when you come out of your mother's womb, how high can you be? Looking at your vain steps, you must have not practiced even the most basic horse steps! ”

Being said by Liu Yidao, Ling Yun was also stunned, and slowly pulled out the horizontal knife in his hand, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "The horse step is not solid, you are an old miscellaneous fart." Since you helped Wei Liangqing stop the master, there is no need for the master to keep you! Look at the knife ......"

As he spoke, the horizontal knife was unsheathed, and Ling Yun used the word 'split' in the Bodhi knife technique, and the cold light flashed, and the horizontal knife in his hand went straight to Liu Yidao's neck.

Liu Yidao became famous for his knife skills, although Ling Yun shot quickly? But Liu Yidao is not far behind. Hold the knife in both hands across your shoulders and stand upwards.

"When the ...... is long"

Ling Yun's horizontal knife was held in mid-air by Liu Yi's knife.

Before Ling Yun could accept the move, Liu Yidao pressed his backhand, and then, one turned around and came to Ling Yun's body with his arms stretched out, and slashed at the back of Ling Yun's head.

Ling Yun slammed into the air with one move, and the sharp sound of breaking the air from the back of his head made Ling Yun not think about it, and used a horizontal knife with his backhand to make a move Su Qin's back sword.

"When the ...... is long"

The knife was blocked, but with great strength, Ling Yun's head was a little dizzy, and his body suddenly threw himself forward a few steps before gradually stabilizing his figure.

Shaking his somewhat dizzy head, and hearing the footsteps of Liu Yidao following him, Ling Yun reached into his arms and took out a heart-piercing needle, and hit it with a backhand with his fingers.

was about to rush forward, taking advantage of Ling Yun's failure to come back to his senses to kill Ling Yun's Liu Yidao, when he suddenly heard the sound of a hidden weapon breaking through the air. Hold your body, take your steps, raise your hand and flick it out with your knife.

"Squeak-la-la-......"

The needle slashed through the short knife, leaving a spark on the blade.

"Ding"

Eventually, the piercing needle was nailed to the wall.

Liu Yidao frowned slightly hesitantly, and looked at Ling Yun vigilantly and said, "The Buddha is holding flowers...... This is the flower finger...... How many secrets do you kid have? ”

Ling Yun raised his hand and rubbed his temples while shaking his heavy head: "It's about you old miscellaneous, the master will do a lot!" Yang's gun, the sword of the Iron Sword Gate, the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and the life-chasing sword spectrum. ”

"Hahaha...... Do you really think the old man is afraid of you? It's just that I was a little curious to see how many Lin Seventy-two stunts you would have. Do you know how much you can chew? If you are not afraid of a thousand moves, you will be afraid of one trick. How much have you learned? That must be a poor door, if there is no one who is proficient, even if you have more, it is useless! ”

Listening to Liu Yidao's words, Ling Yun also muttered to himself in his heart: "There is no vanity under the fame!" This little old man is worthy of being a long-established figure in the older generation, and he can see the key to the problem at once. ”

At this time, Ling Yun's head was no longer dizzy, he reached out to touch the horizontal knife, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "You reminded me of this?" In that case, I will give you a trick that I am best at. ”

In the stone house, Yang Xuanwu, Yang Xiuying, Yun Feiyan, Lu Yanping, and several masters fought hard, dozens of young and strong men all fell to the ground, some wailing and screaming, and some died of exhaustion.

The White Lotus, on the other hand, was holding Ling Yun's backpack, leaning against the wall and watching everyone in the arena fight, ready to help.

After getting rid of all the young people in the house, Yang Xuanwu and the others bypassed the blood all over the ground and came to the left and right sides of the White Lotus, and then looked at Liu Yidao and Ling Yun.

I saw Ling Yun gradually wielding the horizontal knife in his hand, replacing the sword with a sword, and the speed of his body made everyone present speechless.

At every pause, there will be a figure of Ling Yun remaining. In an instant, there were more than thirty phantoms in Lingyun's various postures in the entire room, and it was impossible to tell which one was the figure and which one was the real Lingyun.

Yang Xuanwu on the side had round eyes, his mouth opened into an O-shape, and he stammered: "This ...... This...... Could it be that this is also the move of Mingyue's ten-step life-chasing sword technique? ”

White Lotus stretched out her hand and hooked Liuhai's hair, and said with a little contemplation: "No! The name of this sword method is: Ten thousand swords return to the sect! It was left to Lang Jun by Lang Jun's grandfather. ”

"Oh! I see......"

Only then did everyone look at Ling Yun thoughtfully again. But what even White Lotus didn't know was that this Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect was actually the last move in the Chasing Sword Spectrum, but the last move of the Chasing Sword Spectrum was slashed down in the mountains by Li Hu's sword qi in the Salt Gang, and the sword spectrum was incomplete from then on.

"Click......"

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and one after another the sword qi fell on the wall, leaving deep sword marks, and for a while, the fragments of bricks in the stone house flew in the house, and the murderous aura filled the entire stone house.

"Ding......

The moment Ling Yun passed by Liu Yidao, the horizontal knife in his hand was blocked by Liu Yidao......

After everything returned to tranquility, Ling Yun stood behind Liu Yidao with his back to Liu Yidao, holding the knife in his right hand and dragging the sword in his left hand, and every drop of blood was instantly sucked into the body of the sword by the blood-drinking sword.

"Poof"

Liu Yidao spat blood from his mouth, and a thin sword mark on his neck kept bleeding blood.

"Plop" sound.

Liu Yidao knelt on the ground with his hands covering his throat, and said unwillingly: "Okay...... Sword...... Law...... Sword...... Where does the sword come from! ”

Ling Yun turned around and sighed: "What else do you say that the older generation of masters don't even understand the truth that killing weapons don't show people!" No wonder there are a bunch of rice buckets under the door. But don't worry, Henan Liu Yidao will be destroyed from today ......"

"Poof......

Squirting a mouthful of blood, Liu Yidao fell unwillingly in a pool of blood, and since then he has transferred his household registration to Lord Yama! The One Knife Gate will also cease to exist.

Inserting the blood-drinking sword back into his waist and looking at the corpses all over the ground, Ling Yun walked in front of everyone, took the backpack from the white lotus's hand and carried it on his back. Just about to turn around, he found that Yang Xuanwu and Yang Xiuying were full of curiosity, as if they didn't know Ling Yun.

"What's the matter? Don't you know? Ling Yun asked puzzled.

Yang Xuanwu came back to his senses at this time: "Oh! It's just that I didn't expect you to have such a delicate family heirloom sword pedigree, but why haven't you heard of Ling Zun's name? Didn't he learn the sword score? ”

Ling Yun smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Family heirloom sword spectrum!" No way! What's that? ”

I want to think about it, but Ling Yun is not good at telling everyone that this is a traverser, and it is even more difficult to say that he and his grandfather stole Yuan Tiangang's tomb, so he smiled slightly and said, "I don't know this either!" I heard my mother say that my father didn't like to practice swords, so he left the sword book idle in the ancestral hall at home. It wasn't until I was ten years old that I stumbled upon the ...... of the sword" (hahaha...... I'm so talented at making up nonsense! ）

"Oh! So that's it...... This sword spectrum can fall into your hands, it is really your creation! Yang Xuanwu showed a clear expression and nodded firmly.

However, after listening to Ling Yun's nonsense, White Lotus said with a puzzled face: "Lang Jun, it's not right! You don't mean that you have lost your previous memories since the explosion of Wang Gongchang, but at this moment, you remember what happened when you were ten years old. Could it be that Lang Jun has regained his memory? ”

After listening to the White Lotus's words, Ling Yun was almost knocked to the ground by thunder, but he muttered to himself in his heart: "Damn!" My aunt, how can you make a fuss! I know a ...... before."

"Hmmm! That one...... It's a long story, so let's get through it first! Ling Yun deliberately changed the subject.

"Yes, yes, let's find the location of the mechanism first, and then talk about it when we rescue people......"

......

Putting aside the fact that everyone was sorting out their personal weapons, he said that Ling Yun walked to a wall, hit the wall with the hilt of his horizontal knife, and shouted, "Touch the Golden Gate Lingyun to break through......

As Ling Yun's words fell, a stone door on the wall slowly rose, gradually revealing an identical stone room.

As soon as the stone door was opened, the sound of beautiful and melodious music came from the room.

Looking around, I saw that in addition to a few torches on the wall, there was a low table in each of the four corners of the south, east, west, and northwest, and behind each low table sat a young girl, each controlling the pipa and playing a song "Guangling San".

The four girls were dressed in red, blue, green and purple, and while playing the tune, they said: "The first thief in the world, the thief saint who touched the Golden Gate is really worthy of his reputation, I can't imagine Muren Alley, Hu Mei'er, Liu Yidao can't stop you!" Since she is here, let the little girl learn the tricks of stealing the saint. ”

Before Ling Yun could speak, White Lotus stepped forward and whispered to Ling Yun with some concern: "Lang Jun, be careful of their piano sounds, they are from the Demon Sound Sect!" ”

Ling Yun's eyes were straight, staring at the four beauties in front of him, and he muttered to himself without blinking: "What? Magic Sound Gate? What is the Demon Sound Gate? ”