Yue Buqun heard the words of his daughter and second apprentice, his face did not change in the slightest, but his eyelids trembled slightly, and seeing that Lin Pingzhi and Yu Canghai outside were about to make a move, he immediately walked out with Dingyi, Dingxian, and Tianmen Daoren.

"Okay! It's very good, I didn't expect to save your life at the beginning, and now you dare to shout in front of this master!"

Yu Canghai's face was pale, and he slowly pulled out his long sword, full of murderous aura. Obviously, Luo Renjie was also killed by Lin Pingzhi in front of him, he knew that this was the case, and when he was in Fuzhou, he personally ended the life of this little turtle son.

But it's not too late. Take down the other party, and you can also force you to ask for the secret of the evil sword spectrum.

"Verbosity! Take me a sword!"

Yang Yun had just rescued Lin Zhennan and his wife from the Qingcheng faction, completed the first obsession of this body, and when he came to Liu's Mansion, he was ready to complete the second obsession and kill Yu Canghai!

He drew his sword with a sonorous blow, and stabbed it out. The sword blade suddenly appeared in front of Yu Canghai, this sword was as fast as lightning, as fast as wind and thunder. Before the sword arrived, the sharp sword qi had already come to the throat.

This move is still a direct smashing of the Yellow Dragon in the swordsmanship of warding off evil spirits!

The hearts of many people and masters inside and outside the hall shook, and they secretly sighed, this sword was so sharp, compared with the top swordsmanship in the Wuyue Sword Sect, it was not much better. It is worthy of being a world-famous swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits!

These people didn't know at this time that the evil sword technique used by Yang Yun was not yet complete, if it was paired with the evil spirit method, the speed of the sword technique could be doubled, like thunder and lightning, like a ghost, and they couldn't even see the shadow of the sword move.

In the face of this swift and sharp sword move, Yu Canghai's complexion changed, and he immediately transported the Songfeng Sword Technique of the Qingcheng Sect to meet him. This set of swordsmanship is the mastery of the Qingcheng faction, such as the strength of the pine, such as the speed of the wind, the swordsmanship pays attention to the swiftness and sharpness, and it is also the method of walking the fast sword.

In the original timeline, Yu Canghai once fought with Tian Boguang, with a quick knife against a fast sword, and hundreds of moves were not divided into winners and losers.

"Dad, who do you say is more powerful in swordsmanship, Lord Yu Guan or Lin Pingzhi?"

When Yang Yun and Yu Canghai were fighting, Yue Lingshan quietly approached her father and asked in a low voice, her heart was full of curiosity, she knew that Yu Canghai was a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, but she didn't expect Lin Pingzhi to dare to fight with such a master.

At this time, the sound of long sword clashing was incessant, and everyone only saw two groups of phantoms constantly intertwined, and in the eyes of a master of Yue Buqun's level. Yu Canghai seemed to have turned into a pine needle on a tree, his body was constantly shaking, the lower plate was as stable as a pine, and the long sword in his hand was straight and fast.

Every time a sword is released, there must be a fierce wind whistling, and the speed of swordsmanship is extremely fast, implying the sound of wind and thunder.

"Lord Yu Guan's Songfeng Sword Technique has been cultivated to the realm of Dacheng Circle and Wishful Transformation! The internal strength is profound, and it can gain the upper hand according to common sense, but Lin Pingzhi's evil sword technique is known as the best in the world, and it is not so easy to lose! Who wins and who loses depends on the experience of the two!"

Seeing a few apprentices around him leaning over, Yue Buqun deliberately let them follow the long insight, his lips moved slightly, and his voice reached the ears of his daughter and several apprentices.

It's a pity that the superior swordsmanship was learned by Yu Canghai, a villain. ”

In the midst of the two apparitions, a clear voice was heard.

"It's so strong...... With such a fierce fight, he can still send out his voice clearly! At this young age, Lin Pingzhi has such cultivation, it is really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves!"

Liu Zhengfeng, who was watching the battle next to him, changed slightly.

Not only Liu Zhengfeng, but Yu Canghai, who was fighting with Yang Yun, also had a crazy face, and after facing the other party, he found that this Lin Pingzhi actually had a strong true qi, which was enough to compete with the true qi that he had refined for decades.

Moreover, in addition to the true qi, the opponent's long sword also contained an extremely strong force, and the power was transmitted through the long sword, shaking his palm numb.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Yun and Yu Canghai fought nearly a hundred moves, he did not exert his full strength at this time, only used the dragon descending true qi and evil sword technique, his spiritual power is strong, he never forgets, has a strong spiritual sense, in the process of fighting, he can continue to absorb the essence of the pine wind sword technique.

The evil sword technique and the Songfeng sword technique are both fast swords, and by absorbing the essence of Yu Canghai's swordsmanship, Yang Yun has a deeper understanding of this set of fast swords in his hands.

If the seventy-two ways of warding off evil spirits and swordsmanship do not have a mental method, it is a set of third-rate martial arts, but if it is twice as fast, it can rise to the second rate, and if it is twice as fast, it is first-class! If it can be three or four times faster, it is the top of the rivers and lakes.

At this time, the various flaws in the swordsmanship are no longer flaws. Seventy-two sword moves are continuous, the sword moves are perfect, and the sword is out in a row, even if the enemy can resist a few moves, he will never be able to block the next few moves.

"Lord Yu Guan's swordsmanship is so powerful, and Lin Pingzhi, the swordsmanship of warding off evil spirits is known as the best in the world, and today the poor nun finally saw it!"

Master Dingyi, who was watching the battle on the side, couldn't help but sigh when he saw the swordsmanship of the two. Her Hengshan faction's Wanhua sword technique is to defend instead of attacking, hiding needles in the cotton, nine out of ten moves are defense, waiting for the momentum to be weakened before suddenly attacking.

But no matter how tightly defended the Wanhua Sword Technique is, it will be difficult to resist when it encounters Yu Canghai and Lin Pingzhi's fast swords!

It's not just Dingyi Shitai, the heroes of the rivers and lakes sitting outside haven't practiced a few swordsmanship? But compared with the two people in front of them, the gap between their swordsmanship is one in the sky and the other is on the ground!

"If we face these two people, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop even a move!"

Of the two or three hundred good players on the rivers and lakes, most of them couldn't even see the moves clearly, and they could only hear the continuous sound of long sword collisions. The eyes were blurry, and my head was a little dizzy.

"Take me one more move, purple qi will come from the east!"

After Yang Yun comprehended the essence of Songfeng's swordsmanship, he let out a long roar, no longer entangled with the other party, and secretly urged a powerful dragon elephant divine power. A sword light was like the first wisp of purple qi in the morning. In an instant, he disappeared into the countless sword shadows.

"Damn little brute!"

Yu Canghai's face was full of shame and anger, and the long sword in his hand was completely unclear, only a whistling silver light. But as soon as the pieces of silver light came into contact with the long sword that Yang Yun stabbed. It's like an egg hitting a stone and falling apart in an instant. The true qi in his whole body surged, but he couldn't shake the powerful power contained in Yang Yun's long sword.

Swish!

A match flashed in an instant. Then the two figures in the hall and courtyard that were constantly staggering stopped. Yang Yun and Yu Canghai stood on both sides of each other, as if they had never moved their hands.

Yue Buqun, Tianmen Dao Ren, and Liu Zhengfeng showed a hint of complexity and shock on their faces, and they were a little silent.

The two or three hundred good players in the hall hurriedly stood up, wanting to see who won and who lost.

Poof! A fountain of blood splattered out.

A red line appeared on Yu Canghai's neck, and then blood gushed out, and he fell to the ground with a bang in front of the eyes of many masters of the rivers and lakes and the heads of the big factions.