was forced by Lin Han to fight for consumption in a rogue way, the wind was clear and couldn't, and after three hundred moves, he finally made a change. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info//Fast update//

Feng Qingyang has rich experience, and finally discovered Lin Han's flaws, and suddenly changed his moves, the tip of the sword against the tip of the sword, collided strongly, and began to compete with internal force.

In the end, it was still a step stronger, and on the fine iron long sword, the orange sword flickered, and the tear-stained sword devoured the golden red fire sword on it, forcing Lin Han to retreat step by step, until there was no way to retreat......

Sweat broke out on his forehead, rolling down his eyebrows and cheeks, and was instantly evaporated by the high temperature, and suddenly turned into a cloud of water-white mist, which was blown away by the agitated energy and drifted away with the wind.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Han's eyes became even more awe-inspiring, at this moment, Lin Han, like a wounded tiger, suddenly burst out with a strong beastly nature, that is, the momentum of the wind was clear, and he was also taken for it, so he subconsciously guarded carefully.

Slowly, Lin Han raised his right hand, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, his entire arm became extremely cold, and at the edge of his right palm, dots of dark blue ice crystals appeared, layer by layer, more and more.

Similarly, on the tear-stained sword, the golden sword glow, with hidden signs of contraction, became more condensed.

When Lin Han's right hand appeared above the hilt of the sword, the tear-stained sword trembled, and it actually let out a sword groan, as if the tear-stained sword was also looking forward to something......

The blue deepened and the gold became more and more condensed, and the tear-stained sword also trembled again and again, as if it was about to break away from Lin Han's control, and was willing to turn into a Nine Heavens Soaring Dragon, pierce the sky, and go straight to the green underworld.

The opponent changed like this, Feng Qingyang's expression became more cautious, and he was also condensing the strength of his whole body, at this moment, his face changed greatly, and he saw that Lin Han actually let go of the hand holding the sword, and let the tear stain sword float in midair.

When Lin Han was in the air with both hands, one left and one right, one ice and one fire around the hilt of the sword, a strong momentum erupted, both the cold of frost and the scorching heat of flames, the two breaths were mixed together, extremely contradictory, as if there was a crater under him, which could erupt at any time......

After this powerful force full of contradictions and incomparable harmony erupted, the tear stain sword no longer retreated, as if it was blessed by the immortal law, just like a last-rate Taoist priest who had been beaten with chicken blood and invited the ancestor to come up, it actually burst out with unimaginable power, and fixed the fine iron long sword with clear wind in place, and could not advance an inch.

Feng Qingyang's eyes were full of shock: How is it possible? Ice and Fire True Qi, which are completely two opposing extreme True Qi, can really fuse together, even if this fusion is so short-lived, as if it will burst out at any time......

Short? Erupt?

Thinking that in the next moment, the fused ice and fire true qi would collapse and erupt like a volcano, and he was the target of the volcanic eruption, and Feng Qingyang's face was no longer a trace of blood, and it became extremely ugly.

Don't dare to slack off anymore, a strong sad aura erupted from Feng Qingyang's body, and the orange sword light was actually a little dimmed, as if it was also full of sadness, but no one dared to underestimate it, because it was stronger!

The orange sword light became more and more dim, and the ice and fire true qi on the opposite side was dark blue and golden, like two dragons intertwined with each other, and even in the very center, a little dark green appeared.

If Lin Han could see this dark green, he would definitely be ecstatic, because this was another color that was completely blended with dark blue and golden yellow and reborn, which marked that the true qi of ice and fire had completely fused ......

Lin Han didn't notice the dark green, in his eyes, there was not even a clear wind, only the crossed swirling hands of ice and fire, slowly, the momentum of ice and fire climbed higher and higher, and the trembling amplitude of the tear stain sword became bigger and bigger, and finally reached the peak, and it could no longer be controlled.

It's time......

Feeling the huge pressure coming from his hands, Lin Han knew that with his current cultivation, he had reached the limit, and the next moment, he let out a deep breath......

Ice and Fire Spiral! Go......

In the midst of the loud shouting, Lin Han's eyes widened angrily, his sideburns fluttered, and his arms pushed forward fiercely......

The tear-stained sword was held up, and his strength could not be vented, and under the reaction, Lin Han's entire body, like a wild goose with broken wings in the clouds, accelerated and threw it backwards.

Just as Lin Han was drinking, Feng Qingyang also snorted lightly, released the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and shook his wrist forward......

Sorrow of the Sword......

The next moment, the light orange light, carrying the fine iron long sword, was about to fly forward, but because it was also blocked, the windy figure was also thrown backwards.

Bang......

The dark blue and golden 'Ice and Fire Spiral Strike', facing the light orange 'Sword Sorrow', collided with each other, bursting out with a thunderous sound, the light shattered, stirring up a misty dust, and they were all raised like a perfect firework, so bright, so gorgeous, far better than the lights of the starry night.

In the rolling waves, the sand and gravel flew, Lin Han and Feng Qingyang were all thrown out, the people were in the air, their chests were suffocated, and they all spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood, and their faces instantly became extremely pale.

Barely stabilized his body, gathered a small amount of true qi, and protected it all on his waist, and the next moment, Lin Han had already crashed into the woods.

Bang, bang, bang, bang......

knocked down eight miscellaneous trees in a row, leaning on the ninth huge camphor tree, Lin Han retreated, his whole body was shocked, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, his face turned white and white, and in a few moments, he was suppressed by Lin Han and recovered some complexion, but his face still showed a sickly ruddyness.

Lin Han shook his head, careless, his sword intent was complete, and he comprehended the trick of 'Ice and Fire Spiral Strike', Feng Qingyang is nearly a hundred years old, and he has been in the artistic conception for a longer time, how can he not have the trick of pressing the bottom of the box?

Injured again, even Lin Han himself had a strange feeling, why in the past few days, he has always been injured, and the number of injuries is more than in the previous twenty years combined?

Holding on to the trunk of the camphor tree, Lin Han stood up straight and walked forward step by step, a path had been artificially plowed in front of him, but he was not afraid that there would be no way out.

On the other side, Feng Qingyang, who was also knocked out by the strength of the air, also retreated dozens of steps after landing, and barely stabilized his body, fortunately there was a mountain road behind him, but there was no mountain rock and small tree to block it, so he was spared another injury, but there was still blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, which was obviously not comfortable.

Lin Han walked out of the woods and walked forward step by step.

In the middle of the road, the dust cleared, and a large pit appeared in front of me, and the two long swords lay quietly in it.

The difference is that the tear-stained sword looks still intact, while the wind-clear fine iron long sword has been missing, and the hilt of the sword is also pitted, which has been destroyed a lot, and it has completely become a waste sword.

Jumping into the pit, he nervously picked up the tear-stained sword and examined it carefully, until he confirmed that it was really intact, and Lin Han breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Han, who was in a good mood, glanced at the other half-broken sword, picked it up very happily, jumped back to the road, and walked towards the wind Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang's face was slightly pale, his beard and hair were all messy, and his coarse cloth robe was also punched out by the flying sand and stones, and the whole person looked embarrassed.

Looking at Lin Han walking step by step, the wind Qingyang stopped in place, there was no turmoil, but his eyes were staring at Lin Han motionlessly, his eyes were very deep and confused, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Stopping two zhang in front of Feng Qingyang, Lin Han threw it casually, returned the scrap iron sword to him, and then asked, "Senior Feng, are you still fighting?" ”

"I didn't think you would be so strong?" Feng Qingyang said with an extremely complicated expression, "Not only has I fully comprehended the sword intent, but I can emit sword qi, and even fuse two extreme true qi together, it's really whimsical!" ”

Lin Han smiled lightly: "Thank you seniors for your praise!" ”

Feng Qingyang shook his head lonely: "You deserve it, you are indeed stronger than Ling Hu Chong." ”

"But, because of this, the old man can't keep you." Feng Qingyang continued, "If a person like you is right, it is the blessing of martial arts; If it is evil, it is a curse to the world. ”

Lin Han sneered: "The younger generation remembers that on the cliff of Siguo, you once said that the so-called good and evil are just a group of 'hypocrites' sitting and arguing, and they were forcibly separated. ”

Feng Qingyang was stunned for a long time, and was silent for a long time before he said: "In this world, after all, there are still good and evil, good and evil, and some people may not be able to distinguish it wrongly, but after all, we can't ignore good and evil, good and evil itself." ”

Lin Han smiled and asked, "So in the eyes of the seniors, according to what the juniors do, is it good?" Or is it evil? ”

"You killed Dongfang Undefeated and killed whatever I wanted, which is considered good, but you helped the abuse, colluded with Zuo Lengchan and others of the Songshan faction, and persecuted the good as prostitutes, and persecuted the various factions of Wuyue, which is naturally evil." The wind cleared and said in a deep voice.

Laughing, Lin Han asked again: "In this way, the younger generation is both good and evil, isn't it not human inside and out?" ”

"But after all, evil is greater than good, and the old man must get rid of you for the sake of the Huashan faction." Feng Qingyang said with a sigh.

"Remove, remove...... Hahahaha......"

Lin Han scoffed at Feng Qingyang's argument: "The so-called good and evil, the so-called good and evil, how to evaluate it is just your personal preference after all." When it is not your own business, the good and evil in the world are reasonable; When it comes to one's own body, the world is good and evil, but it is a good deal. ”

"In this way, for you Huashan faction, all of us in my Songshan faction, are naturally evil; But for my Songshan faction, Uncle Zuo, Master, Uncle Fei, Uncle Lu, and so on, everyone is very good, right? Lin Han asked playfully.

Listening to Lin Han's words, Feng Qingyang looked at each other and was speechless for a long time, knowing that what he said was all fallacies, but there was no way to refute them.

If you change your position, from the perspective of the Songshan faction, Zuo Lengchan's behavior is really impeccable, and he was born under the nose of the Huashan faction, and carried forward a second-rate Songshan faction, until in the end, annexed the other four factions of Wuyue, and became a top faction that can compete with Shaolin and Wudang.

Even if a figure like Feng Qingyang throws away the position of the Huashan faction, he has to say hello to Zuo Lengchan, a junior.

"Hmph, it's useless to talk too much, the old man said that even if you pay a big price, you will be left here!" Feng Qingyang had nothing to say, snorted coldly, and had already lifted the remnant sword in his hand.

Lin Han only heard the blood gushing up: ", look who stays whom!" ”

didn't wait for the wind to clear up, Lin Han had already rushed forward......