Text Chapter Seventy-Three: Punching Songshan is a long-cherished wish

Yue Lingfeng killed all directions, full of domineering. Seeing that the brothers were knocked to the ground one after another, several generations of masters in the outer circle had subconsciously retreated. Are you kidding! The Thirteenth Taibao and several other powerful senior brothers are all already lying on the ground, and if they go up again, it will not be a siege, but a death! It's just that they want to retreat, how can Yue Lingfeng let them get their wish?

A Songshan master who jumped over and fell to the ground, Yue Lingfeng appeared in front of a Songshan sect master like a ghost, that person's horror soared to the limit in an instant, only to feel that he was facing Shura from hell, his mind was blank, and he couldn't even scream.

Actually, it's not that this person's martial arts are too bad, it's just that his psychological quality is a little worse, and he was already frightened by Yue Lingfeng's previous actions of chopping melons and vegetables, and he didn't know how to resist at all.

Yue Lingfeng was also stunned by his stupidity, but if he didn't resist, it didn't mean that he would have to let go, so he immediately freed him with a clean punch and let him go with his senior brothers.

The rest of them didn't take much effort, they almost rushed in front of Yue Lingfeng's eyes in a completely disorderly manner, and directly hit his fists and legs, and the wind fell to the ground as if they had completed their tasks.

Zuo Lengchan had just been repelled by Yue Lingfeng's full palm, and a part of the Cold Ice True Qi was counterattacked back to him. The true qi in his body was churning now, and the meridians in his left arm were cold to the bone, as if there were ten thousand steel needles gathering thorns at the same time.

Zuo Lengchan hurriedly exhaled a few strokes to calm the churning true qi in his body. It's just that, with just a few strokes of effort, Yue Lingfeng has already knocked down all the more than thirty first-generation masters, standing in the courtyard and tugging at the corners of his mouth, and smiling at Zuo Leng Chan.

Looking at his smile, Zuo Lengchan felt cold all over his body, and a pride mixed with anger also came out of his heart. He didn't look at the many junior disciples who fell to the ground and groaned, he just took a long sword from the hands of the disciples beside him and slowly walked towards Yue Lingfeng.

This evil star didn't use a blade, didn't use subtle moves, just a set of "Taizu Long Fist" and picked all the masters of the Songshan faction. The internal and external skills have been incredibly high. I just slapped him in the face, and felt that his internal force was as vast as the Yangtze River, and he was irresistible in the face of this overwhelming internal force.

Zuo Lengchan knew that the Songshan faction would be doomed today, but he didn't want to be a fool. He said loudly: "Can Your Excellency leave your name, so that Zuo will also die clearly!" ”

Zuo Lengchan, the old Jianghu, had already seen the merciful meaning of Yue Lingfeng's subordinates at this time, otherwise, with his martial arts, as long as he started a little heavier, now there was already a sea of corpses and blood in the Junji Zen Academy. And now these disciples who are lying on the ground are only injured and not disabled. Although there were hundreds of people lying on the ground, no more than ten people died.

What is the purpose of this person? I always want to make a move, do you want my Zuo Lengchan's life? In addition to the Demon Sect, he really didn't have any enemies that were deep enough to destroy the door, but when did he have such a terrifying master in the Demon Sect who was even more terrifying than when the East was undefeated?

Even when Dongfang was undefeated back then, under the siege of the three uncles, it took more than a dozen moves to kill the uncles. Under the siege of the Thirteen Taibao and other generations of juniors, this evil god actually brought down one with one move!

Or is he trying to subdue my Songshan faction and then use it for its own sake? If so, things may not have turned around. Where there is life, there is hope. The eldest husband can bend and stretch, no matter what he asks, and first make a false deal with him.

Zuo Lengchan's expression changed, and countless thoughts had already turned in his heart.

Yue Lingfeng put his hands behind his back, swaggered and walked two steps, then shook his head, and said: "The old man is a mountain village man, he has no great reputation, today's trip is for the door-to-door birthday, I wanted to see your Songshan school kung fu by the way, but I don't want to ...... Hehe, it's better to be famous than to meet! Thirteen Taibao, the head of Songshan! The leader of the Five Peaks Alliance! What a big name! But that's it! ”

The syllables of the word "this" were still in his mouth, and Yue Lingfeng had already suddenly launched an attack. He rushed to Zuo Lengchan with a bang, and grabbed Zuo Lengchan's face door with his five fingers.

Zuo Lengchan had been closely watching Yue Lingfeng's every move, and seeing that his body had just moved, he was already ready to take the move. Seeing Yue Lingfeng attacking with a palm, he raised his arm unhurriedly to block, and his right hand was slashed with his sword, but he picked a vacancy.

It turned out that grabbing the door was just a false move, Yue Lingfeng was on the side of his body, let go of the sword, and at this time he had already seen that there were three flaws in Zuo Lengchan's oblique sword, so he grabbed a flaw exposed on Zuo Lengchan's forearm, and with the other hand, he grabbed Zuo Lengchan's sword with the grappling technique in the "Urging Jian Shen Claw".

On martial arts, Zuo Lengchan is also a generation of grandmasters, is a hundred years of Songshan faction martial arts wizards, and has practiced a very powerful "cold ice true qi" internal strength heart method for more than ten years. Now the internal and external strength is far higher than that of the Thirteenth Taibao, and he is one of the top masters in the entire rivers and lakes.

But I didn't want to be such a famous master, and someone snatched the blade in his hand with one move. The hearts of everyone present were awe-inspiring. On the other hand, this top master who does not play cards according to common sense is also confusing.

Yue Lingfeng appeared on the stage to take the lead and kill the Quartet, and he fought hard and won more than one step against Zuo Lengchan, which had already made everyone look at it. Originally, he opened his mouth to speak, and everyone thought that he was starting to conclude his speech. Whether you want to destroy Songshan Mountain in the end, or float away, you have to wait until after the cruel words, right?

No one thought that this big master would suddenly attack in the middle of his sentence. This...... This person is really evil and unpredictable.

Grabbing the sword in his hand, Yue Lingfeng retreated to the center of the courtyard. This advance and retreat, one grasp and one grab, the body is swift and the shot is weird. The masters of the Songshan faction in the courtyard thought that he was going to come to the third "Broken Sword Flying Rain" again, so they were busy concentrating on vigilance, and they were forced to lift their internal strength.

Who knows, Yue Lingfeng was on tiptoe on the ground, and his body flew backwards like a Dapeng bird. In mid-air, he threw the long sword in his hand towards Zuo Lengzen. "Sneer——!" This sword is like thunder, as fast as a meteor.

Zuo Lengchan was afraid of his deep internal strength and didn't dare to pick it up. An iron plate bridge dodged Yue Lingfeng's throw. "When—When——!" The long sword actually pierced the big bronze bell in the main hall, and the two-inch-thick copper bell wall left two holes in front and one behind. After piercing the bell, the sword pierced the wall of the lobby by more than a foot, and the sword body left outside was shaking constantly. The power of this throw made the heroes present jaw-dropping. The bells are still ringing low and melodious.

Yue Lingfeng arrived outside the courtyard, turned around and jumped onto the treetops. The people saw him standing on the canopy of the tree and stepping on the leaves, as if he were walking against the wind. I couldn't see him for a moment, and I thought he was far away.

At this time, his wild laughter came from afar, as if it sounded in his ears as clearly as "Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! The teacher's wish has been fulfilled, and the old man will go. Songshan martial arts, but that's it! But that's it! Ha! Ha! Ha ————!" The laughter faded away, but it was always clear.

Everyone was frightened, and they were confused when they heard his words.

Zuo Lengchan was cold, standing straight in the courtyard, and swore in his heart: "This hatred is not shared!" I'll be sure to find out who you are! No matter what means are used, today's humiliation should be redoubled——! ”

After a while, Meng Zimo's voice sounded hoarsely: "Quick! Don't invite Lang Zhong to come over and send the injured to heal! The people of the Songshan faction woke up like a dream and hurriedly took action. The guests also looked at each other with different expressions, and their eyes conveyed a secret message.

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In a dense forest at the foot of Song Mountain, Yue Lingfeng stepped on the leaves on the treetops, shattering the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand into dozens of pieces with internal force. As he continued to hurry, he kept throwing the shards of the knife downward. The debris shot through the branches and leaves into the dirt, and disappeared without a trace after a foot into the ground. In a short time, Yue Lingfeng had already disposed of all the fragments of the three-pointed two-edged knife.

After another mile, Yue Lingfeng stopped at the top of a big tree and untied a burden from the branch. Then he galloped for miles before falling from the treetops. Inside this baggage were the clothes, swords, and some utensils he had placed here beforehand. Yue Lingfeng took off his wig and beard and took off his disguise.

After restoring the scholarly costume of the green shirt and scarf, Yue Lingfeng dug a pit in the ground, threw all the clothes, shoes, wigs, beards, and scabbards he wore when he was disguised into the pit, untied the gourd on his waist and poured the fire oil on it, and after emptying it, he also threw the gourd in the pit, and then lit the fire and threw it in.

After all these things in the pit were burned to ashes, Yue Lingfeng filled the pit with the excavated soil, and then carefully trimmed it until it was completely integrated with the surroundings and there were no more flaws. Yue Lingfeng jumped up to the treetops and floated away. From now on, there will never be the old man in gray who uses a three-pointed and two-edged knife.

Yue Lingfeng didn't take the big road, but just lifted his breath and walked through the treetops all the way to the north. He has deep internal strength and excellent light skills, and he seems to be walking leisurely in the winds above the treetops, but he is really not slow. All the way over the mountains and mountains, in less than an hour to gallop out of a hundred miles. A big river blocked the way in front of him, but he had already rushed to the Yiluo River.

The Yiluo River is a large tributary of the Yellow River, located in the east of Luoyang, Henan Province, and is named after the confluence of the Luo River and the Yi River. The Yiluo River flows all the way east and joins the Yellow River north of Luokou.

On both sides of the Yiluo River, weeping willows are blowing, and the poplars are standing in the sky. It is the season of autumn when the fish and crabs are fat, and a few fishing boats are parked in the shade of the trees in the distance, and the boatmen are either fishing with nets or swinging into the water. The blue sky and blue sky reflect the river, the osprey or float, the fishing song echoes the answer, the boat is leisurely, the water is leisurely, and the swimmer is happy. The boat is full of smoke, the head of the penny is sparkling, sparkling, clear to the bottom, the fish rise and fall, and the frogs are singing high and low.

Yue Lingfeng's trip to Songshan this time can be called perfect. "Send a bell" to Zuo Lengchan, and in less than a stick of incense, he picked the Songshan faction with a pair of fists. Facing Zuo Lengchan, his internal strength is better than Zuo Lengchan. By the way, he killed the spy Lauderno. The Songshan faction, which was originally pressed on the big stone in my heart, can finally be completely let go.

Next, as long as you wait for Zuo Lengchan to do more injustice step by step and offend the other three factions, it is time for the Huashan faction to join forces with the four mountains to force the palace. After his father became the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, other masters of the Songshan faction could stay, but Zuo Lengchan must not stay. He will never give up, and if he doesn't work in martial arts, he will inevitably use conspiracy and trickery. Let the Wuyue Sword Sect fall into a new round of internal friction.

As for how to kill Zuo Lengchan in the end, I have to think about it carefully, and I can't make people suspect that it was the Huashan faction who did it. Yue Lingfeng shook his head, don't think about it anymore, let's enjoy a moment of comfort.