Lin Feng's heart moved, he pressed his wine glass, and asked:

"Why did Elder Li say this?"

Li Ning looked at the innocent and lovely Yingqiong, and said:

"The country is ruined and the family is ruined, but I want to avoid disasters in the countryside and keep peace, and I will be ruined in this life."

At this moment, Lin Feng felt it from afar, far away in the woods, a man in white swept lightly, and the speed was extremely fast, but there was a bald monk behind him, holding a Zen staff, chasing the man in white.

The two of them were still some distance away from the boat on the shore, Lin Feng was not worried, and when he glanced over, the man in white had blood on his mouth, and the white robe on his chest had been dyed red, but his feet were non-stop. The monk behind him shouted with a hideous face:

"Zhou Lang, in the early years, you relied on your deep strength, you never looked at me Maotai, and later you did bad things, and today you have to understand many years of grievances to avenge the revenge of the year."

As he spoke, he lifted the Zen staff and flew to fight, but the man in white who was replaced by Zhou Lang avoided the blow and shouted angrily:

"Mrs. Mao, it was you who relied on your skills to insult women, but for the sake of your master, let you go, I don't want you to take revenge, practice martial arts hard, and find me to take revenge, you should know what is wrong."

As he spoke, he shook his arm, took out a beaded crossbow from his sleeve robe, held it in his hand, and reflexively shot at the galloping Mao Tai is twelve sharp arrows.

Hearing the conversation between the two people, he was not surprised, poked his eyes into the two of them, and then suddenly rushed into the boat, took out a long sword from his bag, flew out, and shouted in his mouth:

"Brother Zhou, don't worry, Li Ning is here."

It turned out that this Zhou Lang was the chivalrous man known as the Flying Crane in the Clouds back then, and he was the same Qilu Sanying as Li Ning. Regarding Mrs. Mao's matter, Li Ning also heard that when he saw his friend for many years today, he drew his sword and stepped forward to help.

In that scene, Zhou Lang heard the voice of Li Ning, and said with great joy:

"Brother Li be careful, this Mao Tai has found a sword immortal master, practiced swordsmanship, and the flying sword is invincible."

Li Ning didn't expect that this Mao Tai had the ability to practice flying swords, and at that moment, the long sword swung and joined forces with Zhou Lang, the sword light was sensitive, and the cold air was pressing, covering Mao Tai and not giving him a chance.

The three of them fought hotly, Lin Feng raised his wine glass and drank leisurely, this matter, there is still something to see!

On the side, Li Yingqiong looked at the field and asked worriedly:

"Brother Zhang, do you think my father can beat that monk, I heard that he practiced flying swords, but it is not something that ordinary martial arts practitioners can match."

Saying that, he looked at Lin Feng with resentment, which means that you are so embarrassed not to help, but to be happy here.

In this regard, Lin Feng said meaningfully to Li Yingqiong:

"Don't worry, your father will be fine, that Mao is just a clown, you can watch it with peace of mind, there will be a good show later."

Pulling Li Yingqiong to raise a glass and drink together, although Xiao Yingqiong heard Lin Feng say this, she was still worried in her heart, the reason why this swordsman and sword immortal was respected and feared by the world was because of the flying sword technique.

Every year, I don't know how many martial artists and young heroes, the children of wealthy families ask for immortals, and ask for the art of sword immortals, once someone practices a flying sword, the legend is naturally not something that ordinary people can stop.

However, Lin Feng saw that she was absent-minded, so she told some interesting and secret stories, adapted her own experience, and some other things, but gradually attracted Xiao Yingqiong, seeing that Lin Feng didn't care at all, and her hanging heart gradually let go.

"Brother Zhang, you are so good, can you beat that Maotai?"

Xiao Yingqiong suddenly asked, looking very curious, showing the innocence and cuteness of the girl to the fullest.

This woman really deserves to be the master of the Ziying Sword in the future, and after being calmed down by Lin Feng, she still has the heart to think about these questions.

"If you can kill him, you can."

After speaking, they raised their eyes and looked at the battlefield, the three of them can be described as hot, Li Ningyu and Zhou Lang have profound skills, and they were both Qilu Sanying when they were young, and they cooperated with each other tacitly, trapping that Mao Tai to death, leaving no room for anything.

Knowing that Mrs. Mao would be able to fly the sword, Li Ning didn't dare to be careless, and brought up all the twelve points of the true qi of the inner family, the sword light was cold, turning into a ball of light and shadow, and from time to time he and Zhou Lang struck each other together, making Mrs. Mao resist left and right, and he couldn't be busy.

However, after all, Zhou Lang was injured by Mao Tai before, and he attacked for a while, but he was a little weak, and Mao Tai saw the gap, blocked Li Ning's sword with a Zen staff in one hand, and wanted to take out the ring knife from his waist with the other hand, and slashed a few times, scattering Zhou Lang's mixed vitality and getting out.

Li Ning couldn't stop it, and secretly complained to himself, looking at Mrs. Mao's appearance, it was clear that he didn't plan to fight, and wanted to use the technique of flying swords.

I saw that Mao's face was too angry and red, but it was a confrontation just now, stirring up qi and blood, plus a little anger in his heart, it looked like an angry King Kong.

Raising his hand, Mao Tai took out a small dripping sword, which was the Chiyin Sword given by his master Golden Arhat Fa Yuan.

For Mao Tai to take out the flying sword, not only Li Ning and Zhou Lang, but even Lin Feng also became concentrated, he still didn't know what the mystery of the flying sword technique was, so he just took the opportunity to take a peek, besides, there were still people, and Li Ning and the others couldn't die.

Xiao Yingqiong saw Lin Feng's solemn expression, and she also felt that something was wrong, but she had never practiced martial arts, and she had no true qi to support her body, so far away, she couldn't see clearly, she stared at Lin Feng nervously, and grabbed Lin Feng with a jade arm in one hand, looking indescribably moving.

Mao Taiyang waved his hand, the small sword turned into a yellow light, flying towards the two, just as the two of them avoided it, waiting for death, a long roar, the sound shook the sky, a blue light flew in, the yellow light was twisted, the two lights were like a dragon move, each with extraordinary power, but only a moment, the blue light moved, and the yellow light was scattered and fell.

Lin Feng watched it clearly from the sidelines, Mao Tai took out the flying sword, and a figure appeared in the forest on the side, roaring in the sky, and then releasing blue light to twist Mao Tai's Chiyin Sword into two sections.

"This man's skills are not weak." Lin Feng secretly looked at the man.

The person who came was a Taoist, who looked like he had seven points of wine, but there were still three points, and after revealing his skills, he also became a fairy, with an indescribable master's demeanor.

Seeing any movement of the Taoist, Qingguang slashed, divided the Mao Tai who wanted to take a bath into two, cut it into two sections, and flew back to the top of the Taoist's head, and disappeared into the heavenly spirit.

Frowning, Lin Feng looked at the flying sword entering the body as if it was the same as the flying sword he had learned, that person's cultivation should be almost the same as his, but it was a little different, and the power of the flying sword was much greater than the attack he was making now.

The man stepped forward, didn't know what to say to Li Ning and Zhou Lang, and then took a fairy step, and came to the boat in a move.

Lin Feng couldn't help but be surprised by the smell of wine in his face, this Taoist person is really good temperament, and he is also a person who loves wine, anyway, this person and his cultivation are only between him, but he is not afraid that Taoist people will see his details.

With the digitization of the body and Qingyun's cultivation method, he is confident that even if someone in Shu Mountain can see his details, he is definitely a super master first-class, and he is definitely not this Taoist.

The Taoist smiled slightly and asked:

"Seeing that the young man has an extraordinary temperament and a light posture, I don't know if he is a disciple of that family, where is he practicing?"

(End of chapter)