"Your sword is wailing." His eyes shrank slightly, and Feng Qingyang said in a condensed voice, and there was an extra sword in Feng Qingyang's hand.

An iron sword This is Yue Buqun's sword, this is not a sword with a clear wind, but now it is held in the hands of a clear wind, even in Lin Ye's opinion, it is seamless, as if this should be a sword with a clear wind.

"Swordless realm, amazing kendo!" A strange look flashed in his eyes, and Lin Ye praised.

"After the sword screams, it is often thirsty for human life......" Feng Qingyang looked at Lin Ye and said in a deep voice.

"I have a proven sword heart, and I have no intention of killing." Nodding, then shaking his head again, Lin Ye spoke.

There is no murderous intent, only the heart of the sword.

But a sword shot mercilessly, but it was like a murderous sword.

"Hahahaha, come on, let it go, let Feng Qingyang see the sword in your hand!" Feng Qingyang suddenly laughed, and shouted with a swing.

"That's how it should be!" His hand slid lightly over the blade of the sword, and Lin Ye's eyes narrowed slightly.

The wind rises, the clouds disperse, and the people retreat.

The pole of the sword, the pole of the man, the pole of the heart.

The state of Lin Ye and the clear wind is already at the pinnacle, and the sword battle that is about to break out is a battle and a proof!

"In the past, a hundred swords divided the winners and losers, but today it is only one sword, and there is only one sword!" Lin Ye said coldly.

"Good!"

Feng Qingyang raised the iron sword in his hand and struck first.

An indomitable sword, a sword that surpasses itself, a sword battle, a sword victory, life and death!

This sword pierced out the distracting thoughts that were still half gone, and raising the sword was the ultimate move.

In an instant, the cold light flashed, and the sword shone brightly, and the broken stone and trees were destroyed and annihilated in an instant under this sword.

The sword qi that seemed to be able to destroy a qiē was stimulated from the sword with a clear wind, and the entire Huashan Siguo Cliff was hit beyond recognition by this sharp sword qi.

Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi, who were on the side of the sword qi, couldn't help but jump towards the other side of the battlefield in an instant.

The moment the sword qi appeared, the sword in Lin Ye's hand also stabbed out at the same time.

The moment the sword came out, the wailing stopped abruptly, and there was a soft shout.

Lin Ye's body is flowing, the sword is three thousand fast, the hand is very skillful, and the blue light is a line, like a meteor falling from the sky.

In an instant, the swords staggered, and there was a sonorous sound, and the eyes were full of fireworks.

The wind blew suddenly, and countless green leaves fell one after another under the impact of this energy.

One step at a time, one by one, the sword at a moment, the fallen leaves swirl, and the sword is wielded wantonly.

In an instant, the sword was fixed, the people were quiet, and the wind stopped.

There was silence for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, but with a ticking sound and a staggering step, Feng Qingyang suddenly burst out laughing.

"Your sword path is not perfect." The wound on the palm of his right hand, the blurred flesh and blood were already connected to the hilt of the sword, Lin Ye stood quietly in place and looked at Feng Qingyang and said.

"How perfect is your kendo?" There was a burst of blush on his chest, and his face was a little pale, and he looked at Lin Yedao with a clear wind.

"Haha, the wind is clear, the wind is clear, you are really good!" Hearing the words of the clear wind, Lin Ye couldn't help laughing, and then the long sword was returned to the sheath.

"Then what did Your Excellency promise to Feng?" Feng Qingyang looked at Lin Yedao.

"Since I have already responded, I will naturally fulfill it, but only if the East is undefeated, I will make a move, and as for others, I will not interfere." Looking at the clear wind, Lin Ye spoke.

"That's enough." Feng Qingyang nodded.

"I hope the next time I see you, you'll be able to amaze me again." Turning around to greet Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye's words came out.

"That's what I'm going to say." Looking at Lin Ye's back, the wind cleared.

"Goodbye, the wind is blowing...... Looking at the sword in the cold light, how many times does a horizontal sword look at the cold and cold? Is this your way? If you ask yourself, the backs of Lin Ye and Lin Pingzhi slowly disappear from Yue Buqun and Feng Qingyang's sight.

"Uh...... Woo. After Lin Ye's back disappeared, Feng Qingyang suddenly groaned, his left hand covered his chest, and a trace of blood was left between his fingers.

"Uncle Fengshi!" Seeing this, Yue Buqun's face showed a look of panic, and he hurriedly helped him.

"It's just an outskin injury, you should be careful." Pushing away Yue Buqun's hand, Feng Qingyang shook his head lightly and said, and then his figure disappeared from Yue Buqun's sight in an instant.

In the direction of Feng Qingyang's departure, Yue Buqun took a deep breath, then bowed three times, turned around and went to the grave again, his eyes flashing with endless hatred.

"Zuo Lengchan, this revenge Yue Buqun will definitely ask you back." Sen Ran's gaze, cold words, Yue Buqun's right hand stroked the loess on the ground, and then stood up and left resolutely.

On the other side of the Huashan Mountain Road, Lin Ye had a faint smile on his face, and took Lin Pingzhi to walk towards the bottom of the mountain step by step.

"Master, your injury?" Looking at Lin Ye's fleshy right palm, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but speak.

"It's just a skin injury, it doesn't hurt the muscles and bones, and the internal strength will be healed in a few days, do you understand?" Hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, Lin Ye shook his head slightly, stopped and looked at Lin Pingzhi and asked.

"The vain is ignorant and ignorant, and does not understand." Lin Pingzhi shook his head and said.

"With that sword, I have three chances to kill the wind." Lin Ye said.

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Lin Pingzhi didn't know, just looked at Lin Ye and waited for the next sentence.

"And after that sword, Feng Qingyang also had two chances to kill me." After a moment of silence, Lin Ye said again.

This sword battle was extremely dangerous, but Lin Pingzhi was puzzled, not knowing what Lin Ye's words meant.

"I didn't kill him when I had the chance, and he didn't kill me when he had the chance, success or failure, the sword of life and death! But neither I nor he have done it, do you know why? Lin Ye looked at Lin Pingzhi and said.

"Shizun and Nafeng's predecessors are heroes among people, and pedestrians do things frankly and openly, so naturally they won't do this kind of thing." Lin Pingzhi said.

"Hah! When will you say this? If I kill Feng Qingyang and can prove my swordsmanship, then I will not hesitate! When Lin Ye heard Lin Pingzhi's words, he couldn't help laughing, and then said lightly.

These bland words entered Lin Pingzhi's ears, but they were as cold as the cold wind in February.

"You must also remember one sentence: the swordsman must have the courage to draw the sword, and he must have the courage to collect the sword! No mercy, not the same as not sparing, if you understand the truth, you will naturally understand, if you don't understand, there is no need to bother. Looking at Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye spoke.

"What does the master mean is that if you can't take it, you can't let it go, and the more distracting thoughts in your heart, the less chance you will have? At that time, the Feng senior, his thoughts hung on the fate of the Huashan faction and Yue Buqun, so he was defeated? Hearing Lin Ye's words, Lin Pingzhi thought for a moment and said tentatively.

"Hahaha! Not bad, not bad! Hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, Lin Ye was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

At this moment, Lin Ye felt that this disciple had not lost money, and the harvest was not bad, and even a trace of expectation rose in Lin Ye's heart.

"Let's go, go to the Black Wood Cliff and take a look, I'm looking forward to the undefeated East." With a chuckle, Lin Ye opened his mouth and muttered to himself.

Feng Qingyang's martial arts After this understanding, Lin Ye is very sure that he is half a catty and eight taels with himself, if it weren't for Feng Qingyang's uncertain mind before the battle, the victory or defeat would only be five or five.

But Dongfang is undefeated, but he can make Feng Qingyang convincingly admit that he has been defeated, and his martial arts must be extremely powerful.

Whether he is a swordsman or not, he has qualifications worthy of Lin Ye's expectations.