"Ouyang Feng, it's good!" Slowly getting up, Lin Ye's body trembled slightly, but he was extremely excited.

If you want to break through, one is penance, the second is to talk about martial arts with people in the same realm, and the third is the easiest, but also the most dangerous, there is a battle of life and death, under great pressure, forcing yourself to break through.

In the line of life and death, it is the easiest and the most dangerous.

Walking down the Drunken Immortal Tower, I saw that the ground was red, and several corpses were all dead under Ouyang Feng's hands, and in front of the door of the Drunken Immortal Tower, I saw a tall middle-aged man wearing white clothes and a brown and yellow face.

"You are the Lin Ye, the one you killed me?" Seeing Hong Qigong behind Lin Ye, a trace of jealousy flashed in Ouyang Feng's eyes, and then he spoke, his voice like a sonorous metallic sound.

"It's me." Lin Ye nodded lightly and admitted.

For those Jianghu people who died under Ouyang Feng, Lin Ye didn't have much interest.

When he returned to the Drunken Immortal Building, he had already closed the door, and it was not until later that the news of his invitation to fight against Ouyang Feng of the Western Poison came out, and countless people from the rivers and lakes came.

Dying at the hands of Ouyang Feng, he can only blame them for being nosy.

Knowing that Lin Ye and Ouyang Feng had already faced each other, there were more and more people in the rivers and lakes around them, but they were afraid to enter the range of their Drunken Immortal Tower, and only dared to watch from a distance, for fear of being followed by those people.

"It's always called Hua, do you want to help him?" Ouyang Feng looked at Hong Qigong, who was standing behind Lin Ye, and spoke.

"It's your business, the old flower won't be nosy, but after eating and drinking this kid for nothing, some people I always call the flower want to be protected." Looking at Ouyang Feng, Hong Qigong said meaningfully, his tone firm.

"Very good, I heard that you fought with Brother Yao in Taihu Lake a month ago, and today Ouyang Feng wants to see how capable you are." Hearing Hong Qigong's words, Ouyang Feng was angry in his heart, but his face was ordinary and he couldn't see anything, Ouyang Feng said to Lin Ye.

At the same time, the snake staff in his hand fell heavily to the ground, making a sonorous sound.

"Why don't you say more, if you and I fight today, only one of us will survive, Ouyang Feng, can you let me prove the way of the sword?" Lin Ye gently brushed the green steel long sword in his hand, and said slowly in the face of Ouyang Feng.

Listening to Lin Ye's words, Ouyang Feng's heart sank, as early as on the way to Jiaxing, Ouyang Feng also knew the origin of Lin Ye along the way, but most of them did not think so, in the heart of avenging Ouyang Ke, he also wanted to take a look at the exercises in Lin Ye's hands, maybe he could make great progress in his martial arts, and then seize the Jiuyin True Scripture, so that he could win the first place in the world in the next Huashan Sword Discussion.

"Hmph, I'll let you go to hell to prove the sword." Ouyang Feng heard Lin Ye's words, and couldn't help but snort coldly, and then said coldly.

"If I die at your hands, it means that I have not achieved my sword path, and I can only blame myself for my own lack of strength." Lin Ye said lightly, at this moment, he has already put life and death aside, and his heart is all tied to the way of the sword, fighting Ouyang Feng is for the way of the sword, life is for the way of the sword, and death is still for the way of the sword.

However, at the moment when Lin Ye's words just fell, I saw that Ouyang Feng's whole person appeared in front of Lin Ye in an instant, like a snake, and the golden iron snake staff in his hand was raised high and smashed down towards Lin Ye's head.

In the face of Ouyang Feng's sudden attack, Lin Ye did not panic at all, and was shocked.

Zheng!

There was a sound of gold and iron, a cold flash, the stainless steel long sword in his hand was already out of the sheath, the tip of the sword met Ouyang Feng's snake staff, and the air turned around, originally Ouyang Feng's very strength, after Lin Ye turned like this, but only three points of strength remained.

Out of the sword, if there is no sheath, the degree is naturally faster, but Lin Ye's sword is not a fast sword, and it focuses more on potential.

The sword is out of the sheath, the momentum is rising, Lin Ye has enough confidence, if he really lets himself draw his sword to improve his momentum, just like facing Huang Yaoshi that day, he will really raise the sword intent and sword momentum to the peak, even if Wang Chongyang is reborn, he will never dare to take his strongest sword head-on.

The snake staff flipped over, like a spirit snake, the originally tall and heavy snake staff was very ingenious in Ouyang Feng's hands, advancing and retreating freely, and its subtlety was not inferior to the jade flute sword technique performed by Huang Yaoshi that day.

"Whew!" At the moment when the snake staff swirled, I saw the human head carved on the snake staff suddenly open its mouth, and a black light flashed from it, but it was a poisonous needle coated with poison.

"Hidden arrows hurt people, but it's a pity you can't." The sword light flashed, and before the sword was touched, its sword qi cut it off, and the poisonous needle fell to the ground, and a trace of white mist appeared, which showed the depth of its toxicity.

"I thought that the heroes of the world would not be pharmacists, always called flowers, Nandi, I don't want to do it today, the Central Plains rivers and lakes have produced such amazing and gorgeous people as you, and he will have a place for you in the sword of the mountains, but unfortunately you can't live that day." Ouyang Feng's eyes became more and more murderous, originally he was just avenging his son, but at this moment, he was shocked to realize that Lin Ye in front of him, he had such cultivation at such an age, if he was allowed to cultivate for another two or three years, I am afraid that it would be the second Wang Chongyang, how could he get himself in the first turn in the world, thinking of this, Ouyang Ke made up his mind in his heart, he would kill Lin Ye at any time today, otherwise he would wait for Lin Ye's cultivation to reach a higher level, and it would be even more difficult to kill him.

"Huashan talks about swords, but unfortunately it's not about swords, I'm different from what you want, I only pursue supreme swordsmanship, Ouyang Feng, the more I look forward to whether you can let me really prove the sword." Looking at Ouyang Feng, Lin Ye was extremely calm.

Just clashed, Lin Ye's sword was one of the three shadows, and it was still the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow, not his real sword, how could he prove the sword and the Tao.

Not enough, not enough, fight again, fight again, you must understand your own kendo.

In the eyes of others, I saw two people fighting together, and I saw the sparks bursting out of the collision of blades, and its moves could not be seen with the naked eye.

"Is this the strength of the Five Uniques?" Looking at the two people who were fighting, completely subverting their cognition, one of the onlookers looked at the sword in his hand, shook his head, and said bitterly.

"After today, if he Lin Ye does not die, he will discuss the sword in the mountains of Rihua, and I am afraid that the first place in the world will fall on Lin Ye's head."

"In the rivers and lakes for decades, hundreds of years, I am afraid that only a forest leaf can come out, I am afraid that there is nothing else in his life except the sword, he seems to be born for the sword." One of the people in the rivers and lakes who used the sword said with a little emotion, for them, the sword is just an ordinary blade, but for a swordsman like Lin Ye, it is their faith, their spirit, and their life and soul.

"Not sincere to the sword, not sincere to others, not worthy of being a swordsman, I have been practicing swords for 20 years, and I boast that I can't compare to the five uniques, but with swordsmanship, I can also laugh at one side, and today I know that I can't be a swordsman at all." I saw that among the onlookers, a middle-aged strong man took off the matching sword at his waist, took three steps forward, and put it in front of the door plaque of the Drunken Immortal Building, and then bent down silently, and then returned to the crowd to continue to watch this shocking duel.

"How many people can be swordsmen in the world?" Then in the crowd, a few more people stood out, with bitter glory on their faces, untied their own matching swords, and placed them in the place where the middle-aged man had just placed.

In a short period of time, there were dozens of long swords in that place, many of which were sharp and steel.

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