"Fang Yun, there is a road in heaven that you don't take, there is no door to hell, you throw yourself, you have a literary position, if it is in other places, I naturally don't dare to kill you, but you are in Cangzhou, then don't blame me, don't worry, no one outside Cangzhou City will know how you died!"

Yan Hua laughed fiercely, laughing very proudly, very rampantly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You're going to kill me?"

Lu Ming's eyes were cold, and at the same time, his fists were already clenched, and his gaze towards Yan Hua was also murderous.

"Childe, let me slaughter this kid!"

Behind him, a man in military uniform walked forward, holding his head high, and looked at Yan Hua with a little flattery.

"No need, my son has to solve him with his own hands!", Yan Hua said.

"No, the son is a rich and noble body, in case of an accident, how can we explain to the master?

The man was full of confidence and was very proud.

Yan Hua immediately cast a fierce gaze, seeing that the man's face changed, and he was at a loss.

"What do you mean? Do you mean that this kid can hurt me, or do you mean that if I fight him, I'm going to lose?"

"This ...... This one...... The villain has no such intention!"

"Get out of the way!", Yan Hua snorted.

"Yes...... It's ......," and the man stepped aside.

"I'm going to deal with Fang Yun alone, no one is allowed to interfere, you immediately surround the entire Ye Mansion, don't let them have a chance to escape!"

"Yes!"

The man respectfully hugged his fists, and then waved his hand to the person behind him: "You surround Ye Mansion with me!"

"No!"

The soldiers took the order and quickly surrounded the Ye Mansion, surrounded by water.

Ye Linglong said anxiously: "Young Master Fang, Young Master Xiao, you are not worthy of fighting to the death with Yan Hua for me, you better go, leave me alone." ”

Xiao Ziqing snorted coldly and said, "What are you talking about, it's too late for us to leave now!"

"That's right, you're too late!"

Yan Hua smiled slightly, obviously in the house, but suddenly a gust of wind blew around him, very violent.

"Pound!"

The tables and chairs in the room began to break one after another, and this scene made Ye Linglong's face pale with fright, and she was frightened.

"Young Master Fang, be careful!"

"Brother Fang!"

"Hmph!

Lu Ming took a step forward, and at the same time, his own talent also surged out wildly, turning into a gust of wind and rushing out, forming a storm with great power and crashing away.

With a "tearing" sound, a piercing sound began to come from the invisible space, and then Yan Hua's face changed wildly, he took five steps backwards in one breath, and opened his mouth to spit out a stream of blood.

"Impossible! How can your talent be stronger than mine? This is impossible! Impossible! Impossible!"

Yan Hua's face was flushed with anger, he couldn't believe it, and at the same time he felt a deep humiliation.

He will soon be able to be promoted to the rank of Hanlin, and after the Beijing examination, he will be able to enter the temple again and receive the empowerment of talents, but he is no more than a boy of unknown origin.

If it spreads, it will not only lose his personal face, but also his father Yan Feihu's face.

"Good!"

Xiao Ziqing's face was happy, he was still a little worried at first, but now it seems that he has thought too much.

"Good...... It's amazing......"

Ye Linglong looked at Lu Ming happily, and a flush unconsciously rose on her little face, like a flower blooming, this moment was extremely beautiful.

"Fang Yun, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you! I don't believe that my talent is not as good as yours!"

Yan Hua drank sharply, mobilizing more talent to impact Lu Ming, the momentum was huge and chilling.

"Come on!!"

Lu Ming shouted angrily, and more talent was also mobilized, and he greeted him violently.

"Poof!"

Yan Hua spat out another mouthful of blood, and there was a feeling of oppression in his chest, which was very uncomfortable, and his face was pale.

On the other hand, Lu Ming was not affected by the shock wave of talent, he was safe and sound, his clothes were blowing with the wind, and his demeanor was calm.

"In that case, I'm not reserved, you give me death!"

Yan Hua suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a breath of talent qi spirit sword, which rose against the wind and slashed in the direction of Lu Ming, with an extremely fast speed.

"Boom!"

This sword slashed at the shock wave around Lu Ming's body, making the speed of the Talent Spirit Sword extremely slow, but this sword was also extremely powerful, making Lu Ming's internal organs tremble fiercely.

"Wow!"

Lu Ming also spit out a mouthful of blood, took three steps back, and at the same time patted the Qiankun bag on his waist with his right hand, took out pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other literary treasures and spread them on the table beside him.

"Haha...... Do you also want to use poetry to form a soldier against me? Ridiculous! I only need to use the Talented Spirit Sword to kill you!", Yan Hua laughed.

"Out!"

Lu Ming gently spit out a word, and the talent spirit sword in the Wen Mansion immediately heard a sword sound, and the light flashed, and the next moment it appeared in front of him.

"You also want to use the Talent Spirit Sword?", Yan Hua's face changed slightly.

"Let's take it!"

Lu Ming's face was solemn, and taking advantage of the fact that the opponent's talent spirit sword did not break through his talent shockwave, he immediately began to write poems as soon as the inscription pen was dipped in ink in the inkstone, stimulating the power of poetry into soldiers.

First write the title "Swordsman", and then the first sentence "Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried." ”。

As soon as these two lines of poetry were written, a faint golden light suddenly flashed on the paper, pouring into Lu Ming's talent spirit sword.

With a "hum" sword roar, the talent spirit sword also flashed with golden light, growing from an inch in length to a foot in length.

At the same time, a fierce momentum burst out, forming a wave and rushing away.

"Pound!"

Yan Hua's talent spirit sword was actually blown away by this wave, but soon, it was stabilized by Yan Hua.

"Kaifeng poem! This is the best spirit sword Kaifeng poem!"

Yan Hua was shocked, and looked at Lu Ming in disbelief, with a murderous aura in his eyes.

The higher the level of the Kaifeng poem, the stronger the power of the spirit sword will be.

"No......"

Ye Linglong's eyes widened, surprised and delighted, thinking in her heart that as long as Lu Ming was there, no one could hurt her.

"What a powerful opening poem, just the sentence 'ten years of sharpening a sword' is enough to have a talent out of the county!"

"Fang boy, you forced me!

Yan Hua drank loudly, opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of essence blood, which was absorbed by his talent spirit sword, and in an instant, the light shone brightly, and his momentum skyrocketed.

With a "boom", Yan Hua's talent spirit sword broke through the air, and Lu Ming's talent shock wave suddenly collapsed, like a collapsed building, and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, Lu Ming also finished writing the following poems: "Today, I will show you, who has injustices." ”

As a poem, countless golden lights burst out from the paper, injected into Lu Ming's talent spirit sword, and his body skyrocketed, turning into a four-foot-long Qingfeng in an instant, and the light flickered.

"Four-foot spirit sword! What kind of opening poem is this, it can actually upgrade the spirit sword to four feet long!"

Yan Hua's face turned pale with fright, and he felt like he had seen a ghost, the four-foot spirit sword could only be reached by Hanlin, but Lu Ming had just opened the front, how could he have such a powerful force!

With a "hum", the four-foot spirit sword let out a crisp sword sound, and Yan Hua's talent spirit sword on the opposite side suddenly trembled, and he was a little afraid.

"You ......"

Yan Hua didn't dare to fight hard, and immediately took out the Wenbao from the Qiankun bag, and also wanted to use the power of poetry to increase the power of his spirit sword.

But Lu Ming wouldn't give him time, and directly controlled his four-foot spirit sword to slash over, and at the same time, the sound of the sword sounded, causing all the tables and chairs in front of him to collapse.

"No, stop, come, come!"

Yan Hua roared loudly, but his soldiers had already been arranged by him to be outside the room, surrounding the entire Ye Mansion, so no one could rescue him in time for a while.

"Pound!"

The two swords intersected, and Yan Hua's three-foot talent spirit sword suddenly appeared two obvious cracks, and he was traumatized.

"My spirit sword! My spirit sword! You can't destroy it! That's the spirit sword I've been cultivating for many years!"

Yan Hua yelled hysterically, his eyes blood-red, and his emotions were close to collapse.

He couldn't take back the Talent Spirit Sword, otherwise Lu Ming's four-foot Spirit Sword could slash at his body, so Yan Hua could only watch.

"Crush me!"

Lu Ming burst into a shout, only hearing the sound of "boom", Yan Hua's talent spirit sword immediately collapsed and was ruthlessly destroyed.

"Wow!"

Yan Hua vomited blood, and the spirit sword was connected to his mind, and once the spirit sword was destroyed, his mansion and internal organs would also be traumatized.

"Yan Hua Gongzi!"

The soldiers rushed in, and they were all frightened when they saw this scene, Yan Hua was the number one talent in Cangzhou, and he couldn't fight Lu Ming!

"Childe, the little ones are a step too late!", a soldier knelt on the ground and pleaded guilty.

"Young Master Yan Hua, I'm here to avenge you!"

I saw a soldier take out Wenbao and wanted to use the power of poetry to attack Lu Ming, but Lu Ming didn't give him time, and controlled his four-foot spirit sword to cut it directly.

"Boom!"

A loud sound came, and all the soldiers, including Yan Hua, were all knocked out by a powerful force and fell the ground outside.

"What a powerful talent spirit sword!, who is Brother Fang?", Xiao Ziqing's face was solemn.

"Fang Gongzi ......"

Ye Lingling quietly poked her head out, her face flushed, she looked back at the mourning hall, and saw that her father's tablet was still safe and sound, and she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young Master Yan Hua, are you okay?"

"Who the hell is this guy! Why is his spirit sword four feet long!"

"Wow!blood!blood!I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding!ah!"

"Ahem, you bunch of shit!

Yan Hua stood up very embarrassed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Lu Ming who came out viciously, his eyes full of jealousy and fear.

"Young Master Yan Hua, you are really beautiful today!", Lu Ming said with a smile.

"You...... You ......"