Ling Jing started his light work all the way through the pine forest, only to hear the sound of the water in front of him getting closer and closer, only a moment later he was close to the waterfall, and from a distance he saw that Fei Bin holding a long sword, forcing Liu Zhengfeng and the others aside.

It's just that the current situation is not very optimistic, now Liu Qu and Ling Hu Chong are both seriously injured, Yilin's martial arts are normal, and Qu Feiyan has been knocked to the ground by Fei Bin, in this case, the life and death of several people seem to have been held in Fei Bin's hands.

Seeing this scene, his heart sank slightly, because in the original plot, not long after Qu Feiyan was knocked down by Fei Bin, this person suddenly used a spicy hand and killed this little girl.

But at this moment, it was not too far from the previous few people, and he could vaguely see Qu Feiyan's chest still rising and falling slightly, he was a little relieved in his heart, and he said that it was fortunate that he came earlier, otherwise this little girl would have to lose her surname after a while.

But now he didn't dare to delay in the slightest, if Qu Feiyan was really killed by that Fei Bin, he was afraid that he would also feel uneasy, and when he was still more than ten zhang away from them, he laughed loudly: "Is it Uncle Songshan Fei in front?" ”

Fei Bin was startled, and hurriedly turned around with his sword, so that Hu Chong and Yilin were hiding with bated breath, if it weren't for these two people who saw that they were going to kill Liu Zhengfeng and others, they jumped out by themselves, but they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to find them until the end, but at this moment, they didn't want to hide someone here.

He squinted at the visitor, a gleam in his eyes.

Ling Jing walked to the front and arched his hand to Fei Bin, but turned a blind eye to the others, and said, "Huashan disciple Ling Jing has seen Uncle Fei. ”

Fei Bin let out an "oh" and said, "I didn't expect you to be also a disciple of Huashan?" As he spoke, he glanced at Ling Hu Chong out of the corner of his eye, and it was this senior disciple of the Huashan Sect who made a statement to stop him from doing it, which made him very angry in his heart, so the gaze that looked at Ling Jing at this moment was also very unkind.

Ling Jing smiled slightly, ignoring Fei Bin's fierce gaze, and said, "I have long admired the prestige of Uncle Fei's "Great Songyang Hand", and the family teacher has always respected Uncle Fei. ”

Fei Bin smiled and said, "Senior Nephew Ling is polite. At this time, he raised his sword and pointed at Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, and said, "Senior nephew Ling, your Huashan faction is also a famous sect in my righteous path, and now this Liu Zhengfeng is colluding with the demon sect and demons, intending to be unfavorable to my Wuyue Sword Sect, what do you say should be done?" ”

Ling Jing took two steps forward towards Liu Zhengfeng, and said, "Kill!" ”

Fei Bin laughed and praised in his mouth, "Well said!" He leaned slightly to the left to give up a position.

Ling Hu Chong and Yi Lin have been looking at him since Ling Jing appeared, and when they heard him speak, they looked murderous again, and they felt disbelieving in their hearts, and said hurriedly: "Little junior brother (Senior Brother Ling), don't do it."

Only Qu Feiyan was lying on the ground, his eyes rolling, but his eyes looked at Ling Jing directly, without the slightest hint of panic.

Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang couldn't recognize Ling Jing, and they had already lost their vitality when they escaped from Liu's Mansion before, and at this time, they only relied on the residual internal force of their bodies to support themselves, but in fact, they were no different from dead people.

The two looked at each other and sighed, Liu Zhengfeng said to Ling Jing: "Senior nephew Ling, I, Liu Zhengfeng, can be regarded as a ruined family and a ruined reputation, and now my surname is only in a moment." But this little girl is innocent, I hope that after you kill the two of us, you can beg Senior Brother Fei to leave her surname. After saying that, he closed his eyes and waited for him to die.

Ling Jing smiled coldly, pulled out the long sword, and took another step forward, the long sword was suddenly handed out at Liu Zhengfeng's neck, Fei Bin showed a smug smile on his face, but Ling Hu Chong and Yi Lin were shocked on their faces, their expressions were so unbelievable.

However, this move was only halfway through, when Ling Jing suddenly turned his long sword and stabbed out with his backhand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Fei Bin's chest.

This move is extremely fast, or like a dream, it is exactly the trick in the "Thirteen Styles of Clouds and Mists in Hengshan Mountain".

Fei Bin had been in Liu Mansion with Liu Zhengfeng's martial arts, and at this moment he was tricked again, and under the shock, he hurriedly retreated, and with a snort, his chest had been cut by a long cut with a sharp sword, his clothes were torn, and his chest muscles were also cut.

Fei Bin immediately returned the sword and stabbed him, but Ling Jing's sword took the lead, and then followed, a long sword was like a spiritual snake, trembling endlessly, interspersed in Fei Bin's sword light, only forcing Fei Bin to retreat again and again, and he couldn't scream even half a sentence.

Ling Jing was at ease in his heart, he didn't expect that he would seize the opportunity with his tricks, and then use this "Thirteen Styles of Clouds and Mists in Hengshan Mountain", which would force a first-class master like Fei Bin to retreat again and again, and his confidence increased greatly at the moment, and many sword moves that he had not yet comprehended were slowly used.

He was immersed in this kind of extremely fast comprehension, and after each sword, he added another point of comprehension to this martial art, and after one or twenty moves, the voice of the system suddenly sounded in his head: "The host through self-comprehension, the talent tree is superior to the martial arts" Hundred Variations and Thousand Illusions Hengshan Cloud and Mist Thirteen Styles "Lighting progress +1, the current lighting progress is 4/7"

Liu Zhengfeng was only amazed by the sidelines, this "Thirteen Styles of Hengshan Clouds and Mists" was originally one of the three great schools of their Hengshan faction, but now why was it used by a disciple of the Huashan faction?

And looking at its situation, it seems that he has obtained the essence of this swordsmanship, and the conversion between the virtual and the real is handy, like a stroke of genius, but I am afraid that the talent in this swordsmanship is far greater than his own, but this young man's swordsmanship is not very proficient, and it is obvious that he has just learned it not long ago.

At that moment, he felt even more strange, and secretly wondered: "Could it be that the senior brother secretly taught this young man this sword technique and asked him to rescue us?" ”

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that he and Mr. Mo are at odds, and they often compete for power and profit in the faction, but he himself knows that his senior brother is just cold-faced and hot-hearted, and now that he is suffering, he is afraid that he has already hidden on the side, but he is afraid of causing trouble to Hengshan, so he has not been able to bear it.

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes and looked around, but now his internal strength was greatly reduced, his vitality was broken, but his eyesight was not as good as before, and in the end he found nothing.

Ling Hu Chong and Yi Lin saw Ling Jing suddenly pointing at Fei Bin, and they were immediately overjoyed, only to realize that Ling Jing had just used a trick before, so as to deceive Fei Bin to let down his guard, but he blamed him by mistake, and he was ashamed for a while.

But at this moment, they saw that he had embarrassed Fei Bin, a generation of masters of the Songshan faction, by his Hengshan swordsmanship, and they were horrified, they didn't know how Ling Jing learned this Hengshan faction's mastery, but although the Wuyue Sword Sect was an alliance, the sects never exchanged martial arts, and if this matter spread, they were afraid that it would cause big trouble for the Huashan faction.

Second, they didn't expect for a while that Ling Jing's swordsmanship had improved so much more than the last time he went back to the Yanlou to sit on Doutian Boguang, and this swordsmanship was so dazzling in his hands that it was impossible to see which of his moves was false and which of his moves was real.

Yi Lin was okay in her heart, but she felt that Ling Jing should be such a genius, and she was happy for him in her heart.

But Ling Hu Chong was inevitably very depressed at this time, he has always been known as the founding disciple of Huashan, and he is the best in martial arts among the second generation of disciples, and he is the best candidate for the next generation of Huashan faction.

But at this moment, he saw that Ling Jing's eyes were bright, and he was obviously also making great progress in internal strength, but he was afraid that he had far surpassed himself, and his swordsmanship, thinking of this, he smiled bitterly, and secretly compared himself with Ling Jing, but felt that although he had been taught some exquisite sword moves by his master, he was afraid that he would fall into the inferior class again, and he was really depressed in his heart.

Ling Jing didn't know what others were thinking, but he just used the "Thirteen Styles of Clouds and Mists in Hengshan Mountain" that he understood in his heart, and gradually comprehended more of the subtleties of this swordsmanship.

At this time, Fei Bin suddenly used a move "Songshan Sword Technique" with a calm face, only to see that this move was majestic and stable as a mountain, but this person suddenly opened the middle door, and just slashed horizontally between Ling Jing's chest and abdomen.

Ling Jing's heart was slightly cold, he knew that this "Songshan Sword Technique" had seventeen fast and slow styles, and every move was broad and profound, how dare he be careless in his heart, and hurriedly blocked Fei Bin's sword with a sword. It's just that the internal force on Fei Bin's sword is really too strong, and under one block, he was forced to take six or seven steps back in a row, and the tiger's mouth was even slightly numb.

At this time, he suddenly stood in the distance, and said with a smile: "Uncle Fei's swordsmanship is really sparse and ordinary, could it be that the "Da Songyang Hand" will really only use his palm, but the way of this swordsmanship is a reputation touted by others. After saying that, he laughed again.

Fei Bin's face was gloomy and about to drip water, and he looked at Ling Jing with a fierce look in his eyes, as if he was going to eat him alive, and said gloomily: "Boy, I want you to die!" ”

ps: The first update, sweat, breakfast and lunch are all wooden