Ling Qingyan frowned, and was about to scold, but Mo Qinghe reached out to stop him.

"I don't know who wants to compete with me?"

Jimo Qinghe stepped forward and covered his hands behind his back, his expression was calm and kind.

Ling Qingyan looked puzzled, but Ling Yang, who was following behind Ling Qingyan, suddenly pushed Ling Yin.

"Lord Zuo Xiang, Ling Yin seems to want to give it a try!"

Ling Yin was pushed out without checking for a while, and immediately turned his head and glared at Ling Yang angrily, but Ling Yang shook his fan nonchalantly, with an expression of "you hit me".

"Then let's give it a try."

Jimo Qinghe made a gesture of please and walked straight off the competition field.

The onlookers are accumulating more and more, everyone knows that Ling Yin is the best person in the border pass in the past five years, and he once fought against a hundred soldiers on his own, if it is said that he was still under the old general Ling Qingyan a few years ago, and now the general is old and frail, this young master Ling Yin is the first person in Heze who deserves it.

"Wow! Ooh! Ooh! ”

The soldiers collectively let out a shout of excitement.

Ling Yin knew that there was no way to avoid it, so he could only fly down to fight, Ling Qingyan frowned on the side and glanced at Ling Yang fiercely, this kid is so ignorant of advancing and retreating, I hope Ling Yin will pay attention, but don't hurt this Lord Zuo Xiang......

Ling Yin and Jimo Qinghe stood on both sides, wearing armor on one side and cloud-sleeved robes on the other, with the battlefield on one side and the breeze and moon on the other.

Ling Yin saw that Ji Mo Qinghe was slow to make a move, and thought in his heart that maybe the left phase was convergent, it was better to attack first and then use the excuse to end it, so thinking about it, he took two steps forward, and the luck in his palm hit Ji Mo Qing and the right side.

Unexpectedly, Ji Mo Qinghe's body suddenly moved slightly, Ling Yin didn't even see how he moved, Ji Mo Qinghe had already arrived behind Ling Yin, and then there was a cold that penetrated the bone marrow, Ling Yin was shocked.

Underestimate the enemy!

He turned around, a whirlwind blew on the ground, Ji Mo Qinghe had already flown down, there seemed to be a thousand forces in the robe, and the suppressed Ling Yin could not be defended, Ling Yin struggled to shake out, got out of Ji Mo Qing and suppressed, and turned around to use the Ling family's peerless Phantom Moon hand knife.

Ji Mo Qing and his feet did not touch the ground, quickly retreated and dodged, Ling Yin took advantage of the victory to pursue, Ji Mo Qing and turned his strength, and Ling Yin deliberated a few back and forth, as if he had found something, he smiled slightly, and then turned around, it was already like an arrow off the string to instantly kill Ling Yin's sky, Phantom Moon hand knife, breaking the door, volley.

Rumble~!

The ground was covered with countless cracks, and countless pieces of earth and stones had risen on the cracks, and Ling Yin's hands were struggling to block Jimo Qinghe's attack, sweat flowing from his forehead, obviously holding on.

Ling Yang stood on the side of the high platform with an unpredictable expression, he turned around and saw the saber in the hand of Adjutant General Ling Yin, which was his portable saber Long Yue.

A glint flashed in Ling Yang's eyes, and he picked up Long Yue and threw him into the arena.

"Ling Yin!"

Ling Yin heard someone shouting, turned sideways, and took the saber with his hand, that is, Mo Qinghe flew suddenly, slowly falling from the field, and the Mo Chayun sleeves danced in the wind, as if they were not stained with half a cent of dust.

"Left Phase!"

Ling Qingyan saw that Ling Yin had won the sword, his heart was flustered, and he hurriedly threw his sword into the field, that is, Mo Qinghe took the sword, and without giving Ling Yin the slightest hesitation, he made a move to stack the cliff.

This trick is not an exclusive secret door, and it is even very common, but when used in the hands of Jimo Qinghe, it is like a thousand rounds of scorching sun appearing on the top of the mountain, which makes people palpitate, Ling Yin's knife light changes, and all the sun turns into a pool of water.

Jimo Qinghe showed a half-satisfied smile, the sword flower in his hand waved, straight towards Ling Yin without leaving half a gap, Ling Yin felt that his whole body was wrapped in sword light, and he couldn't exert any strength, Optimus Pillar, ten thousand mountains are unimpeded, this is a sword that seems ordinary but can capture the creation of living beings.

Ling Yin had an epiphany, took a deep breath and retreated to find the empty door in the sword qi.

Over here!

Ling Yin immediately wanted to break through the sword eye, but Mo Qinghe instantly changed his move, the two swords touched, and with a crisp sound, both of them stopped.

Ling Yin put away his sword, his eyes were full of mixed feelings, and he bowed deeply to Jimo Qinghe.

"Zuo Xiang will teach today, and Ling Yin will obey."