"Who?"

"Who speaks, how dare you insult my reputation of the Quanzhen Sect!"

Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing suddenly changed color and shouted angrily, turned their heads to look in the direction where the voice came from, and at the same time, their hands also invariably touched the long sword at their waists, and they drew their swords and wanted to go towards them without saying a word.

At this time, the Quanzhen Sect is already the first major faction of the righteous path, and the founding patriarch is the first master in the world, although it is deceased, but Yu Yin is still there, and now the seven sons of Quanzhen who are in charge of the portal are all first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, and the sect is in full swing, so the disciples in the door also have an indescribable arrogance, and Yin Zhao and the two are the elites of the three generations of disciples, and the arrogance is even worse.

The two of them started this time, but they startled everyone else in the tavern, especially Yin Zhao Erdao's gaze, and the diners shrank down one after another, not daring to make contact with their eyes, for fear of causing a misunderstanding between the two.

Although it is located at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, martial arts prevail, after all, there are more ordinary people, take the diners in this tavern as an example, among the dozen or so people who are eating on the second floor at this time, the only ones who really practice martial arts are Yin Zhao Erdao and Ling Muyun, and the rest of the people are mostly ordinary people living nearby, but they dare not intervene in this kind of conflict between the rivers and lakes.

However, the retreat and dodging of the surrounding diners showed Ling Muyun, who was eating and drinking without taboo. Yin Zhao's eyes lit up, and they suddenly understood in their hearts that most of the previous words were this sword-wielding boy who looked two or three years younger than them.

Zhao Zhijing asked Ling Muyun in a cold voice, "Boy, what you said just now was what you said?" ”

"I said it, what, do you have an opinion?" Ling Muyun put down the chopsticks in his hand, glanced at Zhao Zhijing nonchalantly, and said indifferently.

He said that sentence before with a provocative mind, wanting to find a reason to clean up Yin and Zhao, and naturally there would be no flinch at this time. Otherwise, the six monsters of Jiangnan are not related to him, can he stand up for them?

Yin Zhiping listened to Ling Muyun's answer, and a layer of frost was also shrouded in his handsome face: "This friend, you slander my reputation in front of the public, don't you think it's a little too much?" ”

"Slandering the reputation of your True Religion? What a big hat. Ling Muyun smiled coldly and said, "You are all really powerful, who dares to slander them?" I'm just a straighter person, so I can't help but tell the truth. Why, don't you even let people tell the truth? ”

"Senior Brother Yin, I think this kid is probably a demon with bad intentions, don't talk nonsense with him, just take him down first!"

Compared with Yin Zhiping, Zhao Zhijing was much more ruthless and straightforward, and without saying a word, he first buttoned a big hat of the evil demon outside the way on Ling Muyun's head. With a "choking" sword in his hand, regardless of whether it would hurt the innocent diners in the tavern, his feet flew up directly, crossing the two tables separated from each other, and the long sword in his hand slashed a cold light in the air towards Ling Muyun's throat.

"Whoa—"

An even louder sword groan sounded in the tavern, Ling Muyun's eyes flashed, and the long sword on his waist was instantly unsheathed, like a dazzling electric light, and in an instant, it collided with the long sword stabbed by Zhao Zhijing, accurately hitting the middle of the most powerless blade.

The crisp sound of metal crashing was like spring thunder, Ling Muyun's body suddenly shook, and the chair slid back two feet, his face turned slightly red, and then returned to normal. And Zhao Zhijing, who flew in, fell out of balance and fell out, fell on an empty dining table, smashed a big table to pieces, and fell very embarrassed.

"It's a rush, run!"

Because it happened so quickly, the diners in the tavern didn't react to what was going on. It wasn't until the two sides exchanged a move that Zhao Zhijing fell down in embarrassment, and a group of diners understood the taste, and they were suddenly panicked, where could they still take care of eating, and they fled one after another.

"Senior Brother Zhao, are you okay?"

Yin Zhiping leaned over to Zhao Zhijing and asked with concern, but he didn't bend down to help Zhao Zhijing, but pulled out his long sword and looked at Ling Muyun with a vigilant expression. Although Yin Zhiping is not very old, he has begun to walk on the rivers and lakes as early as two or three years ago, has a certain amount of experience in the rivers and lakes, and knows the importance of facing the enemy, although he is worried about Zhao Zhijing, he does not dare to help, so as not to give Ling Muyun an opportunity to take advantage of.

However, Ling Muyun didn't mean to take advantage of the victory to pursue, he stood up from his chair, glanced at Yin Zhao and the others, and said with a sneer: "Don't be so nervous, it's inconvenient to do it here, I'll go down and wait for you." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Yin Zhao and the two to respond, he jumped down from the window next to the table and landed on the long street like a big bird.

"Senior Brother Yin, I'm fine, you go after it, don't let this thief escape!"

Zhao Zhijing was only injured in a few falls, the injury was not serious, but he had a temporary back pain, and Yin Zhiping had already come to him to support him, so he didn't get up from the ground immediately. But as soon as he saw Ling Muyun jumping out of the building, Zhao Zhijing immediately became anxious, for fear that Ling Muyun would run away, and he would not be able to find someone to take revenge, so he hurriedly got up and urged Yin Zhiping.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it's okay if you're fine, then I'll chase him first, Senior Brother, be careful yourself." Yin Zhiping was relieved when he heard Zhao Zhijing say that he was fine, and he was also worried that Ling Muyun would escape, so he said a word to Zhao Zhijing, and then went straight to the window and jumped down.

As soon as he jumped out of the window, Yin Zhiping had already seen a person standing quietly on the long street, it was Ling Muyun who jumped out of the building before. Seeing that Ling Muyun really kept his word and did not escape, his heart suddenly calmed down, he was no longer in such a hurry, and according to the secret of light skills taught by his master, he lifted his qi and lightened his body, and fell to the ground lightly like a goose falling on the beach.

Ling Muyun looked at Yin Zhiping, who was falling lightly like a goose, and nodded secretly in his heart. He knew that the light skill made by Yin Zhiping should be the Jin Yan Gong of the Quanzhen Sect, and in the original work, Guo Jing was taught this skill by Ma Yu, and after practicing to the fullest, he can climb dozens of zhang high cliffs, which is an extremely superior light skill.

Seeing the leopard, it can be seen that the Quanzhen martial arts passed down by Wang Chongyang are still quite good, but the younger disciples are not good, and no one can practice kung fu to or close to his level, and he is not properly taught, which makes the Quanzhen Sect gradually decline in popularity, and finally ends up scattered.

After landing on the ground, Yin Zhiping raised the long sword in his hand and pointed at Ling Muyun, and shouted: "Evil thief, you slander my Quanzhen Sect's reputation first, and hurt my Senior Brother Zhao later, my Quanzhen Sect will definitely not rest with you, if you know each other, you will lose your blade and be captured, follow me to Chongyang Palace and wait for the real person in charge of the sect to fall, if not, don't blame me for being polite!" ”

Yin Zhiping was full of confidence when he said this, although he saw Ling Muyun defeat Zhao Zhijing with one sword, he was also surprised that Ling Muyun had such martial arts at a young age, but he never thought that the other party's martial arts could beat him. It's not that Yin Zhiping is confident that his martial arts are stronger than Zhao Zhijing, but because he feels that he has figured out the details of Ling Muyun.

Judging from the blow between Zhao Zhijing and Ling Muyun, Ling Muyun's internal strength is not stronger than Zhao Zhijing, and even slightly inferior, otherwise he would not have been shocked under the blow and even slipped back a few feet with a chair, just because Zhao Zhijing took off the enemy carelessly and struck in the air, which was taken advantage of by Ling Muyun.

And although he and Zhao Zhijing are usually on par with each other, he knows that Zhao Zhijing is competitive and has a small temperament, so he also leaves some leeway when he competes, thinking that if life and death fight, he will still have a better chance of winning. Because of this, although he knew that Ling Muyun's martial arts were good, Yin Zhiping still had full confidence.

Ling Muyun didn't know what Yin Zhiping was thinking, otherwise he would definitely laugh at him for not being able to do anything. Ling Muyun's weakest kung fu is the internal strength, although the internal strength he practiced is from the Nine Yin True Scripture, which is known as the general outline of martial arts in the world, but after all, the time is still short, and the internal strength needs to be slowly accumulated by water grinding work, and there are few shortcuts, so although Ling Muyun has been practicing hard work for half a year, his internal strength is only a small foundation, and he is at the third-rate level in the rivers and lakes, and Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing, who have practiced Xuanmen internal strength for many years, are still slightly disadvantaged.

But if it is judged that his martial arts are third-rate on this basis, it would be a big mistake. Although his internal skills can only be regarded as average because of the short cultivation time, his external skills are quite good, especially a set of eighty-one road evil sword that is extremely proficient.

In the world of Xiaoao, Lin Pingzhi did not have much internal strength after practicing the evil sword technique, that is, the level of the fourth or fifth rate, but he could easily defeat Yu Canghai, who was a first-class master, and the power of the evil sword technique can be seen.

Ling Muyun's eighty-one way sword to ward off evil is improved from the evil sword technique, although it is a little less evil than the evil sword technique, but the power is similar, so even if the internal force is cultivated to a master who is one or two levels higher than him, it is difficult to bargain with him, let alone Yin Zhiping, whose internal strength is only a few points stronger than him.

Ling Muyun put the sword in front of his chest, and said with a sneer: "Don't talk nonsense, the surname Yin, if you want me to go to Chongyang Palace with you, it depends on whether you have the ability!" ”

"In that case, let you see the power of my true swordsmanship!" Yin Zhiping immediately snorted coldly, his body suddenly moved forward, the long sword in his hand was handed forward, and a cold light stabbed towards Ling Muyun.

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