Ling Jing's sword was used, and the angle of the sword was weird, it actually stabbed Ning Zhongze's lower abdomen directly, and changed to a broken sword to slash his waist, the change was so fast, it could be called treacherous, and this sword was the essence of "fast", it was really fast and ruthless.

Yue Lingshan exclaimed from the sidelines: "Mother, be careful." ”

Liang Fa and the others were all horrified in their hearts, because this sword was too powerful, if they changed positions, they were all afraid that with their current martial arts, they would die under this sword.

A hint of brilliance flashed in Yue Buqun's eyes, and Ning Zhong also had a grim expression, she didn't expect in her heart that this little apprentice's first sword would be so powerful, if she only talked about the subtlety of this move, she was afraid that many generations of masters in the rivers and lakes would also sigh to themselves.

However, she was not surprised, and suddenly bent her arm to block the sword.

"Khooth!"

Ning Zhong is also a master of swordsmanship on Yinhua Mountain for many years, and the internal force on his body is already an advanced second-grade character, and this sword block is also incomparably fast, when Ling Jing's long sword is still four or five inches away from her waist, her sword is already the first to come, and the deep internal force attached to the sword bursts out, and Ling Jing's sword move is cracked in just one moment.

The long sword in Ling Jing's hand was swept away, and the force coming from the sword made him involuntarily take a step back, he knew that although his internal strength had advanced to the third grade, in terms of internal strength, it was still far inferior to Zhi Ningzhong.

At the moment, my heart turned, and I knew that if I was hard, I was afraid that I would be constrained even if I used my sword moves, which was similar to how similar it was to Fei Bin a few years ago, but in terms of internal strength, these generation masters are generally higher than themselves, and Ning Zhong is a good player in a generation of masters, and he still needs to try to give full play to his advantages in sword moves in order to support it for a while.

However, at this time, he heard Ning Zhong say: "Jing'er, the master is about to make a move, you be careful." ”

As soon as Ning Zhong's words fell, he suddenly stabbed three swords in a row, and in order to crack Ling Jing's fast sword, these three moves were also fast and fast, and they were dazzling.

Ling Jing showed a wry smile on his face, but he didn't expect this master to be so anxious, but seeing Ning Zhong's extremely fast and unbeatable three swords, where did he dare to be careless in his heart, he hurriedly used three quick swords to block it.

But in an instant, the two of them dismantled more than 20 moves in a row, and Ning Zhong stabbed out the long sword in his hand, and praised it in his mouth: "Jing'er's swordsmanship is really better than before, but you have to be careful next." ”

The disciples on the side were only dazzled, although Ning Zhong had not yet used his own swordsmanship at this time, he used the fast sword he figured out out out of thin air, but the sword moves were fierce and fast, and it was definitely not something that ordinary people could stop.

And Ling Jing, the little junior brother, surprised them even more, at this time Ling Jing had already dismantled more than 20 moves with Ning Zhongze, although most of the moves were parrying, but they were already impressed by the fact that they could hold on under the hands of Shi Niang for so long.

Everyone said in their hearts, if they change themselves, they are afraid that three or two tricks will be cleaned up by the master.

All the disciples suddenly looked at each other, and they all wondered, how could the little junior disciple suddenly make such a big progress in martial arts?

Lin Pingzhi clenched his fists as he watched from the sidelines, his heart was extremely complicated, and he thought, this Ling Jing looked several years younger than himself, but how could martial arts be so good?

Compared with it, have you lived to a dog for the past 20 years?

He was originally a high-minded and arrogant character, born in Zhong Mingding's family, arrogant since childhood, he once thought that his father was already the top figure in the world, and his martial arts must also be outstanding.

But he never expected that the Lin family was first wiped out by a Qingcheng faction, and both parents were captured until they died, but he couldn't even fight a second-generation disciple of the Qingcheng faction.

Now I see that one of the youngest disciples of the Huashan Sect also has such a clever martial art, if he goes up to fight against him, with this little senior brother's fast sword, can he really block one and a half moves?

He was both panicked and confused in his heart, secretly hating why his martial arts were so low, his father and mother were captured, and he was completely powerless, and in the end, he never even saw the last face of his father and mother before he died.

A monstrous hatred suddenly rose in his heart, and he said in his heart: "No, I must practice peerless martial arts, how can I not repay my father's deep hatred." ”

He set his eyes on Ling Jing's body, only to see that his sword was like a meteor, and his body was like a flying swallow, even if he faced Shi Niang's attack at this time, his body was not chaotic at all, and he was a first-class master like Shi Niang at his fingertips, and he couldn't help it for a while.

Lin Pingzhi quietly clenched his fists and said secretly, if the Huashan faction has this junior brother all the time, with his talent, he is afraid that he will never get the favor of the master and his wife, then when will he be able to learn the peerless martial arts of the Huashan faction.

At that moment, he looked gloomily at Yue Lingshan, who was full of joy on the other side, and his beautiful eyes did not leave Ling Jing's figure for a moment, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer.

Ning Zhong is long sword made Xingfa, and suddenly there was a clear roar, the blade of the sword flickered, stabbing around Ling Jing's body, silver light flying, and everyone was dazzled. Suddenly, she thrust out with a sword, piercing Ling Jing's heart, it was really as fast as lightning and like thunder.

Ling Jing's heart was shocked, the power of Ning Zhongze's sword was simply unmatched, far more than any previous sword, he didn't have time to think about it, and suddenly changed his move, the trick in the "Hundred Variations and Thousands of Illusions Hengshan Cloud and Mist Thirteen Styles" was used, the long sword was uncertain, the sword was like a hidden dragon, and it seemed to be real and illusory, and suddenly stabbed at Ning Zhongze.

Seeing that this move was actually a lose-lose situation, Yue Lingshan exclaimed: "Mother! Lincoln! ”

Ning Zhong rushed forward with his right hand, and the gauntlet of the long sword had already touched Ling Jing's chest, seeing that the sword was piercing through him, reaching the handle.

At this moment, only to hear the sound of clanging, pieces of broken swords that were inches long fell at Ling Jing's feet. Ling Jing knew Ning Zhongze's intentions, and the long sword suddenly twisted, and it had already swept past Ning Zhongze's sideburns.

Ning Zhong laughed, retracted her hand, and saw that the long sword in her hand had only one hilt left, and said with a smile: "Jing'er, how can your last move be a bit like the martial arts of the Hengshan faction?" ”

When everyone heard Ning Zhongze's laughter, they really thought that Ling Jing would fight with Shi Niang to lose both, but they didn't want Shi Niang to condense the sword body with internal force, and the internal strength was hidden, but it could make this sword fast to the peak.

Finally, when he was about to touch Ling Jing's body, he immediately shrunk this strong internal force, turning the straight strength into horizontal strength, and under the violent shock, a long sword was shattered inch by inch.

Ling Jing was also impressed in his heart, knowing that with his current internal strength cultivation, he was far from being able to do this step, and when he heard Ning Zhong mention his last sword, he said: "The disciple was fortunate to see Master Mo in Hengshan City, and Master Mo passed on a few tricks to the disciple Hengshan Sword Technique on a whim. Seeing that Shi Niang's last sword was no longer dodge, the disciple didn't have time to think about it, so he would use the swordsmanship taught by Master Mo. ”

Yue Buqun saw that Ling Jing suddenly used the Hengshan Sword Technique, and he was furious in his heart, thinking that his disciples had secretly learned the martial arts of the Hengshan Sect.

He has always been clean and self-conscious, how can he tolerate such behavior among his subordinates, he will scold him immediately, and he will abolish Ling Jing's martial arts in the future, and personally take him to the Hengshan faction to ask for guilt.

At this time, he suddenly heard Ling Jing say that his swordsmanship was actually passed on by Mr. Mo Da, he paused, knowing that this Mr. Mo Da has always been withdrawn, his surname is strange, and it is really possible that he does not pay attention to it at all, if it is said that he taught Ling Jing's swordsmanship, it is really a little possible.

But at this moment, he was still very unhappy in his heart, and secretly thought, my disciple of the Huashan faction, who didn't learn the superior swordsmanship of his own sect, actually went to learn the sword moves of other sects, which was really annoying.

Yue Buqun frowned and reprimanded: "Jing'er, your swordsmanship is really passed on by Mr. Mo?" ”

Since Ling Jing learned the "Thirteen Styles of Hengshan Clouds and Mist", he knew that there would be a future, and he was not frightened in his heart, and said calmly: "This Hengshan swordsmanship is indeed passed on by Master Mo, if the master doesn't believe it, you can write a letter to ask Master Mo." ”

Yue Buqun snorted coldly, knowing in his heart that it was impossible for this little apprentice to have the guts to lie about this matter, but he was still unhappy in his heart.

ps: There is a second shift in the evening