In the face of Ouyang Feng in the battle, although he did not fall into the upper hand in terms of technique, and even had the upper hand, but under the long-term battle, Lin Ye's internal strength was slightly insufficient.

Ouyang Feng is so experienced, although it is only a slight decline, but he caught it in an instant, and his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of joy: "I still think that there are really such demons in the world, and the internal strength is insufficient, since this is the case, I will drag you down and slowly consume you." ”

Thinking of this, the snake staff in Ouyang Feng's hand at the moment was missing three points of offensive, no longer as sharp as before, and in the face of Lin Ye's sword, it was even more attacked and retreated, but although it was completely suppressed in terms of moves, with its strong internal force, Lin Ye was still unable to break through the defense.

"Did you become a turtle? Sword, what is my sword, ruthless sword, power, will, technique, what is my sword? Seeing Ouyang Feng's offensive turned into a defensive position, Lin Ye naturally knew in his heart what kind of calculation Ouyang Feng was playing, but he didn't care, there was only one person on both sides in this battle, and what was more urgent was when he would be able to become famous and truly realize his own swordsmanship.

In his mind, his sword path and Ximen Blowing Snow's sword path confirmed each other, but then they were vetoed by Lin Ye one by one, the more cold the sword in his hand, the more cold the sword qi, and the stronger the strength, but Lin Ye knew that his sword path was still standing still.

Not to mention Lin Ye's bitterness, Ouyang Feng was frightened, originally thought that he had come up with a good way to turn from offense to defense, and wanted to drag Lin Ye to death, but he didn't expect that under the switch from offense to defense, Lin Ye's sword was actually more and more tricky.

If this continues, instead of dragging Lin Ye to death, he will drag himself to death.

"Bump!" The sword staff staggered again, and there was a loud and muffled sound, only to see Ouyang Feng fly out with his strength, and then pressed his hands on the ground, spitting and inhaling, and making a cooing sound, like a huge frog making a pounce.

Toad Gong.

Concentrating and purifying, Lin Ye knew in his heart that this toad's skill and his own sword drawing to raise the momentum are the same, both are static braking whole body accumulation methods, if the opponent is currently attacking, then it is bound to usher in an extremely fierce counterattack, if the opponent does not attack, the accumulation to the extreme, often can burst infinite power.

Without the slightest hint of panic, Lin Ye slowly wiped the sword body, and all the essence and spirit of his body were condensed at this moment, and Ouyang Feng's toad skill that was constantly improved showed a counterposition, and the two different qi forces staggered in the air, and there was a burst of air explosions.

The stone slabs on the ground, the tables and chairs around them, were all torn apart by the strong vibration.

"Back then, Huashan said goodbye to Ouyang Feng's martial arts to such a point, and this kid, it can't be that a martial saint can't do it, and he has such a cultivation at such an age." Seeing the two clash with momentum, Hong Qigong's face showed a solemn look, but he knew in his heart that this was the final blow, a blow that would determine the outcome of life and death, if he was one of them, Hong Qigong could only say that the battle was open, and the outcome of life and death was not known.

"However, although both of them are to enhance the potential and strength, but Ouyang Feng's internal strength is profound, but it is not comparable to this kid, his sword path, only in the end to improve his own momentum, to achieve what he said to prove the sword and the Tao, and once again to improve, can he have a chance of winning, and now the theory of life and death is open." Looking at the two people in the field, Hong Qigong said secretly in his heart.

This is just like Fu Hongxue, a sword drawing technique, integrated into his own way, the way of hatred, the momentum has reached the extreme, there is no way to avoid it, even if he faces a master who is deeper than his internal strength, it is not his one-knife enemy.

That's where potential comes in.

"The Tao, the sword, what is the Tao, what is the sword? Simon blowing snow? No, Lin Ye, Lin Ye's sword path, should not be mixed with anything. Suddenly, a bright light suddenly appeared in Lin Ye's heart, a trace of joy appeared on his face, the long sword in his hand was shaking, and the originally condensed momentum was slightly loosened.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, but it was Ouyang Feng, seeing that Lin Ye's momentum suddenly changed for some reason, the toad skill was displayed, and the whole person bombarded Lin Ye like a missile.

Airplanes!

A sound of sword roaring, reflecting the light of the sun above the sky, the sword body actually reflected a burst of cold light, and then it actually showed the shape of covering the sky and the sun, as if a cloud covered the sun, whether it was Ouyang Feng, Hong Qigong, and the eyes of everyone present, there was only this piece of cold light and sword shadow.

The beauty is dazzling, and the beauty is infiltrating.

"Goo!"

The sword light dissipated, and I saw Lin Ye standing in the middle of the field, a drop of blood sliding gently from the tip of the sword.

"Ouyang Feng, thank you!" Looking at Ouyang Feng, maintaining his posture of standing still, a faint smile appeared on his face, and Lin Ye fell straight to the ground.

"Good boy, good boy, this swordsmanship, Ouyang Feng, Ouyang Feng, you died unjustly, even if Wang Chongyang is reincarnated, I'm afraid it can't be compared with him." Seeing Lin Ye fall to the ground, in the midst of everyone's exclamations, Hong Qigong came to his side in an instant, and put his right hand on Lin Ye's pulse, knowing that he was just exhausted by all his strength and internal force, and then glanced at Ouyang Feng's corpse, and couldn't help but gasp.

There was not the slightest damage on the body, and without careful observation, at a glance, it was a master of Cheng Dù like Hong Qigong, and he did not find a trace of external injury.

"Well, you kid, you have reached this kind of journey, and the sword in your hand is still like a rock, is it really like a sword?" Tried to take off the sword in Lin Ye's hand, but Hong Qigong felt that this sword was like taking root, and if he wanted to take it off, he would not give up unless he cut off Lin Ye's right hand, and sighed sincerely.

"This, Ouyang Feng is dead?"

"There is one more person in the world who seems to be like a supernatural power."

"It's not in vain in this life, if it is another ten years, I'm afraid that Lin Ye will be a martial arts myth."

"Haha, go, go, hurry up and spread the news, this river and lake are going to change."

"There are four uniques in the world, and now they have become three uniques."

After watching the disciples of the Beggar Gang clean up Ouyang Feng's body, and then look at the Drunken Immortal Building where the two were fighting, which had become a pile of ruins, the people in the rivers and lakes present immediately shouted loudly, and then scattered away to spread this amazing news.

Two months later, in the courtyard of the building behind the South Lake in Jiaxing

Lin Ye stood quietly in front of a mound, the fallen leaves slipped from the air, floated to Lin Ye's side, as if being pulled by something, kept circling, and then took off again.

There are three graves in total, and it is not a human being who is buried, but it can also be said that it is a human being.

Because there are three swords buried in it.

The first was the wooden sword that Lin Ye practiced for the first time, the second was Lin Ye's first iron sword, and it was also the sword that killed Ouyang Ke in the battle of Huang Yaoshi that day, and the third was a sword stained with Ouyang Feng's blood.

The first sword represents Lin Ye's first entry into the path of swordsmanship.

The second sword is texture, for a swordsman, the sword is also the most important part of wielding his own sword, and that sword is not enough for Lin Ye to swing his own sword.

The third sword is the metamorphosis, this sword has witnessed Lin Ye's transformation and realized his own sword path.

The way of the sword is already vague, and at the end of the battle with Ouyang Feng, Lin Ye finally understood that the so-called ruthless sword path and affectionate sword way are not subject to their own subjective additions.

The way of the sword is the way of the sword, ruthlessness is a kind of entry, and affection is a kind of entry.

There is no specific kendo, and all kendo is ultimately only one way.

No matter how different there is, not being influenced by the Tao of others, and remaining true to one's true self, that's enough.

So now Lin Ye, there is no shadow of Ximen blowing snow in his mind, maybe he will appear in other people's kendo one day, so that Lin Ye can comprehend, maybe it will interfere and influence, but Lin Ye believes that he will never be interfered with and affected by other people's kendo, and become a vassal of other people's kendo, and Lin Ye is also looking forward to the arrival of that person.

"Brother Lin, a few days ago, I actually defeated Master." At this time, a joyful voice came from the backyard, and I saw a woman wearing a white and green robe coming out of it, it was Cheng Yaojia who was in Baoying County that day.

"It's not that hard." Looking at Cheng Yaojia, Lin Ye nodded lightly, indicating that he knew, and a smile appeared on his face unexpectedly.

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