In the past few days, the Qianjintang has been particularly lively, and there are more than 1,000 people who come to the door to seek medical treatment every day, and in the entire Qianjintang, except for Fenglin, there is no qualified doctor. Sima Ying'er was worried that Fenglin would be overworked, so she returned to the City Lord's Mansion and planned to arrange for a few doctors to come over.

Although Fenglin didn't want to do this, he couldn't stand Sima Ying'er's grand fist. Sima Ying'er has been gone for two days, and Fenglin is rarely clean, so he practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard late at night.

The red sword is in the air, the sword intent is surging, the sword shadow is confused, it seems to be a random tap, the power is not obvious, but there is a rhythm between the understatements, and the one move and one style seem very harmonious and natural.

The wind is casual, with the sword dance, gradually into the realm, the last moment the wind is still splashing ink on the country, the next moment it will light the cinnabar; the rivers and mountains are like poetry, the beauty is picturesque, the years are like wine, the avenue is like a dream, suddenly the mountains look up; suddenly the waves are coming; suddenly the phoenix dances for nine days, and suddenly the dragon travels the world. The sky is wide and the sea is only in one thought, and after the turmoil stops, there is only one person and one sword.

Fenglin danced the sword, standing in the courtyard, not moving at all, and his mood was still as peaceful as ever.

"The subtleties are like this, and everything is so peaceful and natural. With a slight sigh, Fenglin was about to go back to the house. Suddenly, a few faint sounds of breaking wind came from a distance, breaking the silence of the night.

"Well, I had no intention of fighting. But there are constant troubles. Shaking his head, Feng Lin looked at the northwest corner and said, "It's late at night, I thought I was the only one who couldn't sleep, but I didn't expect there to be people in the same way." Now that you're here, why don't you show up and see it. ”

A group of black-clothed people obviously didn't expect to be noticed by Fenglin, and they were quiet for a moment before jumping into the courtyard.

One of the people in front chuckled, "I waited for such a light move, but you still noticed it." It is rumored that the Qianjintang Cloud Shopkeeper has extraordinary medical skills, but I didn't expect that Xiuwei would be so good, admire and admire, it is really a rare talent!"

"It's over, shouldn't you come late at night just to praise me?" Feng Lin chuckled and said indifferently.

"It's a pity that such a talent is returned to the City Lord's Mansion, it's just that you don't know the times. The man in black snorted coldly, his face was very cold.

Another group of black-clothed people in the distance came over and stepped forward to pray, "Second Master, there is only Yun Qi in the courtyard, and killing him at this time is even more unaware." ”

"That's right, Yunqi, don't blame me for being vicious on Huangquan Road, only blame you for being too confused. The man in black sneered.

"Hahaha, I had long expected that the Martial Sect would attack me, but I didn't expect that I would look up to Yun so much, and actually send the Great Elder and thirty killers, which is also in line with your Martial Sect's face. Yes, Murong Ling!"

"You...... , How did you learn our identity?" Murong Ling was shocked and looked at Fenglin viciously.

"Hmph, Sima Ying'er has been in my Qianjin Hall for a few days, presumably your Wuzong has already been restless, so he rushed back to the City Lord's Mansion with Sima Ying'er, and with your Wuzong's style, he will definitely send someone to assassinate me. It's a pity that I'm going to disappoint you. Fenglin snorted softly, his sleeve wiping the dew from the red sword.

"My Martial Sect has always been leaky, I have already figured out everything in the Qianjin Hall, so don't bluff now. Murong Ling sneered.

"Alas, why don't you listen to persuasion? If you want to kill me, you should ask my sword!"

"It's good to come, in front of me, how can you be arrogant as a junior. ”

Murong Feng deserves to be a well-known figure in Mocheng for a long time, and when he saw Fenglin's sword rising, he didn't avoid it at all, and a turquoise spear flicked lightly, swinging away Fenglin's sword momentum.

The spear continued to sweep forward, and the shadow of the spear broke through the wind, whirring, and the momentum was mighty towards the wind lin.

"Very well, just to test your sword. "After the trouble, it is the rainbow, and the wind is dancing with the sword, like a dragon. The sword qi condensed a wisp of crimson sword, and the sword tilted, and a glimpse of it was shocking.

"Good swordsmanship, I didn't expect that there are such masters hidden in my Mocheng, but it's a pity that you have no eyes and don't know the current affairs, so you choose to go against my martial arts sect. Murong Ling scolded lightly, jumped up suddenly, the spear rolled up a thousand pounds, the shadow of the spear rolled, and slashed down angrily.

The rainbow was rising, and the crimson sword shadow was like lightning, hitting the thousand blue waves.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the shadow of the gun forced back the sword qi, and under the impact of the chaotic aura, Feng Lin was shocked back a few steps, and there was still a trace of red blood on the corner of his mouth.

Gently wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Feng Lin chuckled lightly, and said with a deep face, "It is worthy of being a powerhouse that has been famous for a long time in the Martial Sect, but it has some background." ”

"This spear of mine is made from the backbone of the Blue Sea Tiger Shark, and the entire Mo City dares to face my Blue Sea Tiger Shark Spear head-on, no more than the number of palms, boy, you are proud enough. Murong Ling sneered, "Boy, if you take refuge in my Martial Sect now, be rich and glorious, and enjoy endless enjoyment, I can also allow you to be an elder, second only to me, how about it?"

"Sounds good, but if I kill you, wouldn't it be a step further, why wouldn't I do it, you say?"

"Ignorant juniors, very rampant. I want to see how you kill me?" Murong Ling snorted coldly, his momentum rose again, and the blue sea tiger shark spear whirred through the wind, and the green light of the spear burst out, stabbing towards Fenglin.

Murong Ling's marksmanship is fierce and abnormal, and when he goes out, he enters the fierce shark and goes out to sea, and when he enters, he is like a tiger returning to the mountain. As soon as it opens and closes, it is majestic and quite atmospheric. In addition, Murong Ling's cultivation has reached the middle stage of the fifth-order Tiger Zhi Realm, and Feng Lin's aura cultivation is only in the early stage of the fourth-order Shocking Realm.

Feng Lin sighed, "It is worthy of being the great elder of the Martial Sect, and it is indeed extraordinary, according to legend, the Martial Sect was established by the ancestor Murong Hao, and he once passed down the 'Hegemony of Martial Arts' to be famous in Mocheng, and then integrated the sword technique, marksmanship, swordsmanship, etc., and carried forward." Nowadays, the development of the Martial Sect's sword, spear, and sword is the most proficient, and the sect leader Murong Feng is famous for his sword, and now Murong Ling is cultivating the spear. The domineering path of the Martial Sect has long been ingrained, no wonder there is the domineering and ambition to win the Mocheng. ”

Feng Lin stepped on the Five Elements Lost Trail Step, stepped on the Five Elements and stepped into the Lost Trail, his figure began to flutter, Feng Lin kept dodging, avoiding a frontal collision with Murong Ling, and the red sword kept attacking and disturbing away. Murong Ling's attack was strong and strong, but it was difficult to last, and there was no doubt that Fenglin's attack tactics were very effective.

"Boy, it's quite smart, but in front of the absolute strength gap, this little cleverness will only make people feel ridiculous. After speaking, the blue sea tiger shark spear shot again, more powerful, faster, and shot with one move "Ten Thousand Miles of Floating Dust".

The blue sea tiger shark gun is full of green light, as if the turquoise waves wash away thousands of miles of floating dust, caused by green light, everywhere, even the floating dust has been wiped out.

The five elements of the wind are lost in the wind, moving with the wind, not staining the slightest dust, and the green light can flash in time. Except for a few punctures in his clothes by the shadow of a gunshot, he was not injured.

Mo Cheng didn't know how many people were defeated in this move, and he couldn't help Feng Lin at all, Murong Ling was angry, and the blue sea tiger shark spear slashed forward, and there was obviously a little impatience in the move.

Feng Lin chuckled, Murong Ling's mood was in turmoil, he flashed the blue sea tiger shark gun, his figure flashed, and he stabbed Murong Ling in the back with a sword in his hand, Murong Ling hurriedly drew his gun and fired back, but unfortunately the tip of the gun did not arrive, Feng Lin had already collected his sword, and the direction changed again, and Feng Lin stabbed Murong Ling under his armpit again.

Murong Ling was tired of resisting, and the gun's momentum gradually slowed down. The spear was also a little out of force.

Fenglin flexibly changed his moves, and did not fight Murong Ling head-on, he would be saved by attacking the enemy, and he would change his moves before he collided with the opponent, which was light and changeable, and elusive.

After more than a dozen moves, Feng Lin did not fall behind at all, and under the continuous consumption, Murong Ling was a little at a loss.

Suddenly, a red mang slashed down, Feng Lin held the sword in both hands, and shot with a "slash".

The tip of Murong Ling's spear was raised, and it was against the blade of Fenglin's sword.

Feng Lin smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, turned into a thorn, and condensed a two-element Taiji shield on one side of his left hand to resist the sword momentum, and the red sword in his right hand stabbed towards Murong Ling's chest in a strange arc.

"Shura Thorn!" Feng Lin snorted coldly, the Tai Chi shield in his left hand was broken, and the tip of the spear pierced through Feng Lin's palm, Feng Lin was not afraid at all, and the red sword in his right hand stabbed suddenly, it was the majestic Shura Thorn.

Murong Ling never expected Feng Lin to be so decisive, and he wanted to stab this sword with a heavy blow in his left hand. In a panic, the red sword had already stabbed into the chest.

"Huh!" There was a crisp sound, and Murong Ling was stabbed over by the red sword. The spear in his hand took advantage of the situation and overturned Fenglin.

Feng Lin's face was grim, standing majestically, his left hand was drenched in blood, revealing his white bones. Fenglin's luck aura, guarding the meridians in his hands, his eyes stared at Murong Ling on the ground.