"My Xiaoqing?!" Lin Youwei saw Feng Qingru's strange movements, and it took a while for him to react and let out a scream of anger.

Many people know that because the Lingnan Sect is located in the southeast mountain, where there are many miasma in the mountains and barren forests, and there are many poisons living in them, so the people of the Lingnan Sect get along with these poisons day and night, and they learn to control the ability to raise these poisons, and use them as their own weapons and combat partners, which makes people fearful. But in the process of raising these poisons, only they know how much hard cultivation has gone through.

This is a spotted blue that he has cultivated for a long time, and it is highly poisonous, as long as the martial artist below the great martial artist is bitten by him, there is a chance that he will return to the west, even if it is a martial artist above the great martial artist, in the face of the attack of the blue spotted, he does not dare to let it bite his skin easily, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Lin Youwei pulled out a thin sword with a 'whoosh', toe a little to the ground, and stabbed forward at Feng Qingru, this sword was shot with anger, tricky and vicious, and went straight to Feng Qingru's throat, Feng Qingru hurriedly pulled out the spear, lightly blocked, and blocked Lin Youwei's thin sword, Lin Youwei saw that his sword was easily blocked by the other party, and was a little surprised: This kid looks like he is only a teenager, and he dares to take his own sword?

Although he was surprised in his heart, his subordinates were not merciful at all, and there were three swords, directly attacking Feng Qingru's lower abdomen, the tip of his heart, and his eyes, and every move was aimed at the vital point, clearly wanting to take Feng Qingru's life! Feng Qingru was in danger, and took out his spear as soon as he reached out, and saw that he was dismantling the moves, sealing, blocking, and dialing, all of which were defensive tricks, and he still resolved Lin Youwei's moves without hurry.

Lin Jiutong, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help but let out a soft "huh" sound, looking at Feng Qingru's moves thoughtfully, this "boy's" moves looked mediocre, just some of the basic marksmanship such as sealing, blocking, dialing, stabbing, picking, etc., it was not a powerful marksmanship, but it was always able to disassemble Lin Youwei's offensive in the most simple and effective way at the best moment, and send out his own attack, so that Lin Youwei had to return to the sword to resist, just seven, The kung fu of eight moves is already a counterattack for an attack, forcing Lin Youwei to retreat again and again.

The so-called one inch is long and one inch strong, and then look at Lin Youwei, his moves are becoming more and more urgent and messy, and he is already at a disadvantage; Feng Qingru stabbed out several shots one after another, forcing Lin Youwei to retreat step by step, just as Lin Youwei was annoyed and angry, and yelled again and again, the gun in Feng Qingru's hand gradually slowed down, and there seemed to be a little vanity between his steps, and it seemed that he was not strong enough.

Hmph, it's just a little boy, it's really not enough, it's only been twenty or thirty rounds, isn't it okay? Lin Youwei was very proud, he naturally wouldn't let go of such an opportunity, jumped up, the thin sword in his hand was used as a long knife, and slashed down on the top of Feng Qingru's head from the bottom down......

"Hmph, it's you who are looking for death yourself, this can't be blamed for Young Master Ben's ruthlessness!" Lin Youwei snorted in his mouth, urging the force, and slashed at the top of Feng Qingru's head with a sword, it seemed that he had to split Feng Qingru in half before he would give up! When he was proud, Lin Youwei also opened his own middle door, and there was no longer the slightest defensive posture in his body.

Lin Jiutong next to him faintly felt that something was wrong, and reminded loudly: "Youwei, be careful!" said that it was too late and that was fast, as soon as his words fell, Feng Qingru's backward and fallen body suddenly stopped, and the spear in his hand came from the bottom up, passed through Lin Youwei's arms that grabbed the sword, and stabbed straight into Lin Youwei's chest.

With a sound of "bang", Feng Qingru's spear stabbed into Lin Youwei's chest, Lin Youwei's chest hurt, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but unfortunately now he is pressing down from top to bottom, where can there be room to dodge, he can only watch as the spear in Feng Qingru's hand penetrates into his chest, getting deeper and deeper.

This shot made everyone present slightly surprised, they didn't expect this "young man" who was not amazing to have such skills? Even He Ling and Qin Yulang nodded again and again, secretly praising Feng Qingru's marksmanship.

When Lin Jiutong saw this scene, he was shocked, and hurriedly rushed over to rescue him, shouting loudly: "Do you dare to hurt my young master and look for death?

Feng Qingru smiled coldly, flew up with her right foot and kicked Lin Youwei hard, kicked him out, and slammed into Lin Jiutong's body.

Lin Jiutong hurriedly hugged Lin Youwei's body, took two steps back in succession, and then helped Lin Youwei to stand firm, and asked urgently: "Young Master, how are you?"

"Oops..."Lin Youwei said angrily: "Do you say it doesn't matter, it hurts me to death!" Holding down the gunshot wound wound on his chest, he saw that blood kept oozing out of it, and screamed loudly in fright: "Blood! blood! a lot of blood! Stop the bleeding for me. His face was pale, pale and trembling.

Lin Jiutong suddenly felt that his old face was flushed, and he hurriedly took out a bottle of red medicine powder from his arms, helped Lin Youwei to sit on the ground, tore off the clothes on his chest, exposed the wound, and then poured a lot of medicine powder on the wound, applied it to it, and then asked Lin Youwei to press it on the wound with the palm of his hand to exercise pranayama.

Lin Youwei felt that the medicine powder slowly integrated into his wound, and suddenly felt a coolness, and then the skin and flesh around the wound began to cramp, and a tearing pain stimulated his nerves, and he grinned in pain, embarrassed;

Lin Jiutong was yelled at by Lin Youwei, he was ashamed and hateful in his heart, but he didn't dare to show half of it on his face, Lin Youwei's father Lin Datong, that is the great elder of the Lingnan Sect, he can't afford to offend! He had no choice but to vent his anger on Feng Qingru, stood up suddenly, stepped forward, and had already arrived in front of Feng Qingru, "Huh" a palm, and slashed at Feng Qingru!

Feng Qingru saw that Lin Jiutong's palm was still one or two meters away from him, and a sharp palm wind had already blown over, knowing that Lin Jiutong's cultivation was far higher than herself, she didn't dare to take it hard, so she had to quickly turn around to the right side, avoiding the edge of this palm, and then turned around and shot it, and stabbed Lin Jiutong under the right side of the rib in a hurry. If Lin Jiutong wanted to slash at Feng Qingru with one palm, even if he could kill him with one palm, he would have to be pierced by Feng Qingru's spear under the ribs!

Lin Jiutong had no choice but to retreat, glanced at Feng Qingru, slowly pulled out a sword from his side, and said coldly: "I didn't expect that you would force me to use my sword!

"Qingru, be careful! I'll stop him!" Seeing this, Qin Yulang hurriedly stepped forward to take the sword, and Feng Qingru replaced him. Feng Qingru shook her head and said, "I was thinking about learning the swordsmanship of the Lingnan Sect for a while. The spear in his hand swung and stabbed forward, which happened to be on Lin Jiutong's long sword, which was exactly the move in the "Flying Phoenix Marksmanship".

Qin Yulang saw that Feng Qingru was unwilling to retreat, so he had to stand aside and keep an eye on the changes in the field, once Feng Qingru was in danger, he could lend a helping hand in time. Lin Jiutong's cultivation realm is naturally above Feng Qingru, and the force that passes through his long sword, Feng Qingru is very difficult to receive; fortunately, Feng Qingru uses a spear, which has some advantages, and Feng Qingru does not connect with Lin Jiutong in short arms, always maintains a distance of one shot, and fights with Lin Jiutong, fighting with one sword and one gun in the blink of an eye, fighting for twenty or thirty rounds in the blink of an eye, although Feng Qingru looks dangerous, but in the end he still blocked Lin Jiutong's offensive.

After more than ten rounds passed, Feng Qingru actually relied on this set of flying phoenix marksmanship to fight with Lin Jiutong without a win, which made Li Wudao, who was watching the battle next to him, slightly impatient, and couldn't help coughing lightly, as if urging Lin Jiutong to fight quickly. Lin Jiutong's old face turned red, and he said to Feng Qingru in a deep voice: "Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!" The swordsmanship in his hand suddenly changed, and a thin sword suddenly seemed to be a fine willow in the wind, becoming swaying and fluttering, like a snake crawling in a wind, and there was a faint black mist on the thin sword that was dispersing and coiling on it as it danced.

"The green snake swordsmanship of the Lingnan Sect is really weird and mysterious, I heard that the wisps of black mist attached to this sword are stained with poison, and it is difficult for the middle one to save himself......" He Ling, who had been watching silently from the side, suddenly spoke, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was showing off his knowledge.

The Lingnan Sect's martial arts are indeed related to poison, and even a sword technique is the same as a green snake, strange and unpredictable, and the poisonous mist is coiled. Feng Qingru didn't dare to be careless, and a long spear made the flying phoenix marksmanship impenetrable, and tried to block the sword in Lin Jiutong's hand.

Lin Jiutong sneered, the strength in her hand increased a few points, each sword contains the power of a great martial artist, contains the power of concussion, after ten moves, Feng Qingru couldn't help but secretly complain, the tiger's mouth of the gun in her hands was cracked a little, the power of the spear, she can no longer easily dissolve, seeing that the spear is about to be unable to hold it, Lin Jiutong saw this scene, haha laughed: "Take me two more moves!", the sword attack in her hand is even more urgent!

With a sound of "dang", the spear in Feng Qingru's hand was almost blown away by Lin Jiu's sword, and retreated again and again, Lin Jiutong did not relent, rushed forward under his feet, and slashed at it with another sword.

Qin Yulang couldn't bear it anymore, pulled out his sword, and as soon as he moved, he was about to rush forward to replace Feng Qingru, but he was blocked by a figure, and when he looked up, it was the long-bearded middle-aged --- Wuyang County Shou Li Wudao who had been quietly watching from the side!