Ding Peng and his entourage were in a roadside tea shop, and at this time they had left Baoji City for hundreds of miles.

The speed is not fast, nor is it slow, because everything is over, Ding Peng is not ready to delay more on the trip, if it weren't for Ji Feng's a few oil bottles, their speed could be a little faster.

Zhang Qiao'er carefully cleaned a tea bowl, then poured hot tea, and respectfully placed it in front of Ding Peng with both hands.

"Master, please use tea. ”

Ding Peng looked at the well-behaved girl, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Qiao'er, you are also tired, sit and rest for a while, wait for a bowl of tea, eat some snacks and then go on the road." ”

Zhang Qiao'er hummed, sat down respectfully, and used her own tea.

The tea shop is not big, there are five or six tables, Ding Peng and his entourage occupy two tables, and there are two people sitting at one table, both wearing yellow long clothes and holding high buns, both around thirty, one person on the left, his face is yellow, as if he is suffering from a serious illness, but his expression is very gentle and elegant, and one person on the right has a brave face. The two of them are carrying long swords, and they should also be from the rivers and lakes.

The two didn't talk, and Ding Peng's side, he had repeatedly explained that he would talk less along the way, speak carefully, so as not to cause trouble, so everyone just drank tea silently, and the store was quiet.

Ji Feng, who was wearing a black veil, sat quietly, she wanted to speak, but the acupoint was pointed, let alone talking, even her body couldn't move, and even drinking water was waiting for the maid Huan'er next to her.

After a while, the silence was finally broken by outsiders, and the curtain of the tea shop was lifted, and a man walked in.

This person was also dressed in a long yellow robe, gentle and elegant, with a long beard, fluttering, and carrying a delicate and beautiful sword behind him.

The reason why it is called "sword" is because the sword is very valuable from the outside, with a light white leather scabbard inlaid with many small particles of precious pearls, and the hilt is pure yellow with a metallic luster, not like brass, but like real gold.

In short, this is a very sassy and very stylish sword.

As soon as this person entered the store, the two swordsmen at the table immediately stood up and said respectfully, "Uncle Lin, you have finally arrived." ”

The swordsman surnamed Lin didn't look older than the two swordsmen, but he had a high rank and a big shelf.

When he was seated, the two swordsmen sat down respectfully.

Uncle Lin was high-profile by nature, and he didn't shy away from outsiders, and asked loudly: "How far is it from Baoji City here?" He has been practicing swordsmanship in the sect and rarely goes out, so he is not familiar with a small place like Baoji.

The two swordsmen were people who had been walking the rivers and lakes for a long time, and the yellow-faced swordsman immediately replied: "Uncle Huilin, we are about to enter the realm of Baoji, and we will probably see Baoji City in less than a hundred miles." ”

Uncle Lin nodded: "When you finish drinking tea, go on the road immediately, I will rush to Baoji City before dark." ”

The brave-faced swordsman was more active, and joked: "Uncle Lin is not worried that when that Xingzhi hears the news that you are coming, he will be so frightened that he will flee immediately?"

Hearing the name of Cao Xingzhi, Ding Peng's heart moved, and he listened attentively.

Senior Uncle Lin snorted and said in a deep voice: "A few days ago, Uncle Ben was in retreat, unable to contact the outside world, and actually allowed that junior of the Tongxin Alliance to make waves in Chang'an City, I don't know what Ji Shenxiao is doing to eat. ”

The brave-faced swordsman said: "Uncle Ji is right! For this matter, everyone is really unwilling, Senior Brother Ji not only let the family take away Doctor Wei easily, but also go to the city gate to send it off, some of our senior brothers have discussed this matter in private, and they are very unconvinced, but the head of the family listens to Senior Brother Ji's words, and everyone can only hope that Uncle Lin will go out of the customs to uphold justice for the faction......

The yellow-faced swordsman was more conservative, and he was a little out of line when he heard his junior brother's words, and interrupted him with a cough: "The head of the family has the arrangement of the master, and Senior Brother Ji has the consideration of Senior Brother Ji, there is no need to mention this matter, as long as Senior Uncle Lin can teach that arrogant behavior a hard lesson this time, the face of our Chang'an Sword Sect that was damaged by the Tongxin Alliance can naturally be saved." ”

The brave-faced swordsman said loudly: "What a bitch, the bastard surnamed Cao is too deceitful, and he dares to spread wild on the territory of my Chang'an Sword Sect, which is tantamount to slapping us in the face in public." Uncle Lin, this time you are out of the customs, everyone has the backbone, please be sure to teach the surname Cao a lesson, it is best to capture him back to his own faction, and let this junior know that my Chang'an Sword Sect is not easy to mess with. ”

"Haha, that's so majestic. The Chang'an Sword Sect is really scared to death. ”

A sudden voice sounded, and the brave-faced swordsman slapped the table and glared at Ding Peng: "What do you mean?"

This sudden voice was made by Ding Peng, Conduct was his doppelganger, in Ding Peng's heart, he had regarded Conduct as himself, and the shoehorn face on the opposite side was a bastard junior, which really made him listen harshly, and he couldn't help but mock.

Of course, Ding Peng's intention is not only here, the three swordsmen of the Chang'an Sword Sect are obviously targeting the body of Xingzhi, and now Xingzhi and Mo Tianwen are fighting with the Four Seas Gang in Baoji, Ding Peng is worried that the addition of these three people will cause the situation to get even more out of control, so he wants to weigh the strength of these three people and test them in advance.

So, Ding Peng did not show the slightest weakness, and said coldly: "I'm sorry, your noisy voice is too loud, there are female dependents and young children here in this seat, it's really unbearable, I hope you can shut up immediately!"

As soon as he said this, the three members of the Chang'an Sword Sect suddenly became angry, and even the yellow-faced swordsman with the best temper felt that Ding Peng was obviously provoking, Uncle Lin turned around, looked at Ding Peng with sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Who is Your Excellency, report Wan'er, Lin Mou can also weigh and weigh Your Excellency's qualifications." ”

Ding Peng laughed: "The nameless person is not commendable, but I have admired the name of the Chang'an Sword Sect for a long time, and when I saw it today, I didn't ask for anything, I just wanted to learn the exquisite swordsmanship of your sect." ”

Uncle Lin smiled, in his mind, this is another newcomer who wants to win reputation by defeating the Chang'an swordsman, I don't know how many such people are every year, the Chang'an Sword Sect is the first sword faction in the world, and defeating the Chang'an Sword Sect is a step to the sky, of course, this is a shortcut, but how many people can do it?

Uncle Lin snorted and said disdainfully: "Lu Kun, you go and send this idiot away." ”

The brave-faced swordsman agreed, strode to Ding Peng's table, stretched out his palm, and slapped it, about to shake the tea on the table, and taunt this boy who didn't know the height of the sky.

Lu Kun stretched out his palm and slapped it, before the force exploded, a jade-like palm came across the air and gently pressed the back of his hand.

This time it was used just right, Lu Kun only felt that his palm was numb at first, and his strength was completely gone, not to mention shaking the tea, he didn't even make a sound, as if he gently rested his hand on the table, and then the other party put his hand on the back of his hand, and people who didn't know thought that there was something between the two.

Lu Kun was startled at first, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but suddenly the palm covering his hand instantly became more than a thousand catties, he condensed his internal force, and jerked violently, and the hand suddenly became as light as a feather, Lu Kun made too much force, and suddenly fell backwards, but the other party still didn't give up, only to hear Ding Peng laugh and say: "Do you want to drink tea, give it to you." ”

As he spoke, he waved the sleeves of his robe, and a bowl of tea on the table suddenly flew up with the tea bowl, and buckled it on Lu Kun's face impartially, fortunately, the tea was cold, if it was just boiling hot tea, it would make Lu Kun break his appearance.

Lu Kun's face was deducted from the tea bowl, and he didn't stand firm under his feet, and then he was about to fall backwards to the ground, if he fell down like this, Lu Kun was afraid that he would be so ashamed that he would immediately draw his sword and kill himself, but fortunately, Uncle Lin saw that the situation was not good, and he had come behind him.

Uncle Lin stared at Ding Peng and said in a deep voice, "Good kung fu, it seems that Your Excellency intends to go against my Chang'an Sword Sect?"

"Don't dare! But the opportunity is rare, I just want to have a good experience of the world-famous Chang'an swordsmanship. ”

Ding Peng naturally had no intention of fighting with the Chang'an Sword Sect, his purpose was just to test the strength of this powerful Uncle Lin, so as not to add more trouble to the conduct after he arrived in Baoji City.

Uncle Lin stared at Ding Peng for a full minute, until he confirmed that there was indeed no such opponent in his impression, he relaxed in his heart, but still firm his judgment, this is a Jianghu who wants to become famous quickly.

Because there was something important on his body, Uncle Lin had no intention of entanglement with Ding Peng, and said in a deep voice: "I have three swords, as long as you can take over Lin's three swords, there should be a place for you in the martial arts in this world." ”

"Okay, then let's learn the tricks of the famous Ice Spirit Divine Sword. ”

Ding Peng stood up, he had now determined the identity of Senior Uncle Lin, this swordsman with a big shelf should be the youngest junior disciple of the Sword Saint Lu Qingshan, the Ice Spirit Divine Sword Lin Hong.

The two gangs went out of the tea shop and chose an open place.

Ding Peng didn't like to be verbose, and said first: "Today, I can understand the wonder of Chang'an's swordsmanship, I am really happy, let's talk less nonsense, I will strike first." ”

As he spoke, he slapped his palm in the air and slashed towards the opposite side.

This palm Ding Peng did not use poisonous internal force, but only used internal strength to split the empty palm, although he shot first, but he did not take advantage of Lin Hong at all.

Lin Hong saw that his shot was the power of splitting the air, but he also looked at it highly, there was nothing magical about splitting the palm, many sects in the martial arts were splitting the palm, but they could be separated by a few meters, which showed that the internal force of the person opposite must be very profound, otherwise the strength would dissipate before it arrived, and no matter how exquisite the splitting palm technique was, it would be useless.

Sure enough, although Ding Peng was striking from afar, but the palm wind was agitated, and it was in front of Lin Hong in an instant, indicating that his internal strength had reached an extremely high realm, Lin Hong smiled, and automatically unsheathed the long sword on his back, only to see a faint white light and shadow flashing, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and a thin layer of frost was formed within ten meters around him in an instant.

Ice Spirit Cold Light Sword, one of the top ten sword weapons of the Chang'an Sword Sect, the great demon god King Xuanwang, who was invincible in the Demon Sect back then, died under this sword.

The air was frozen, and even the palm power from Ding Peng was almost frozen, and the abundant palm wind was like a quagmire, and it traveled a few feet in mid-air with difficulty, and before it was next to Lin Hong, it dissipated without a trace.

"First sword!"

Lin Hong was proud and conceited, and he didn't want to take advantage of Ding Peng, an unknown person, just drawing a sword in his hand, it became the first sword.

Ding Peng's heart was slightly solemn, according to the memory of Xingzhi, Lin Hong of the Ice Spirit Sword was not a top master in the Chang'an Sword Sect, and this person was not very good in the door, and he was arrogant and boastful, so many people thought that his strength could only be ranked at the second-rate level in the Chang'an Sword Sect, but only from the momentum of this sword, this person's strength should not be underestimated.

"Second sword!"

Lin Hong took the initiative to attack, stretched out his sword and pointed at Ding Peng, in the eyes of outsiders, he didn't make a move, the actual sword intent had already been issued, and he saw Ding Peng's expression on the other side stunned, and he also stopped attacking.

And for Ding Peng, this was the first time he had comprehended the terrifying sword intent of the Chang'an Sword Sect with his true body.

Lin Hong lightly pointed at the sword, and just nodded lightly, but Ding Peng, who was in it, was a different world.

The long sword that was pointed at from afar suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, and then covered the sky and the sun, Ding Peng only felt a trance in front of him, and when he was awake again, he suddenly found himself in the middle of ice and snow.

The white world, the cold world, the world is snow-white, and there are only two people left in the boundless space, him and Lin Hong.

It was like going back in time, Ding Peng was still stunned for a moment, and suddenly saw Lin Hong stretch out his hand and point, and countless crystal ice swords several feet long shot out from his fingers, and came to him in an instant.

For a while, it was impossible to distinguish between illusion and reality.

Fortunately, he had already experienced the artistic conception of the Chang'an Sword Sect in advance as a doppelganger of Conduct, and what was even more special was that the cold sword intent that Lin Hong used this time was not the first time he had faced it, but he had already deeply understood it when he fought with Ye Qinghong at the beginning.

Ding Peng kept his heart, completely put aside those dazzling ice and snow phantom wonders, locked the qi machine on Lin Hong, and the five poisonous divine palms were activated, slashing at the opposite side one after another.

Countless sword blades were volleyed in the air, but in front of Ding Peng, they were all twisted and shifted by an invisible energy, and some even flew by Ding Peng's cheeks, almost almost a millimeter to break through his heart, but it was only almost, Ding Peng's Five Poison Divine Palm defended his body perfectly, and the ice and snow illusion created by Ren Lin Hong was interpreted wildly, he only protected his body, and those were either false moves, or real moves, or a combination of virtual and real attacks, as long as they came in front of him, they were all twisted and shifted by the powerful aura of the Five Poison Divine Palm.

Even, Ding Peng was still attacking while defending, his splitting palm power was strong, and the poison of life could make the poisonous internal force in the body run endlessly, Lin Hong wanted to cover with a mirage several times, and approached him to sneak attack, but he was almost affected by Ding Peng's palm power.

Fortunately, Lin Hong reacted quickly and was not really hit, otherwise he would not only be surprised to find that this nameless opponent was actually using vicious kung fu, but he might also deeply experience the pain of being eroded by the poison.

"The third sword!"

Lin Hong collected the sword, he didn't seem to really use the third sword, and it seemed to have been used, this is only known to him, in short, Lin Hong did not choose to attack again, but the long sword was returned to the sheath, and said solemnly: "The three swords are over, Lin asked himself what he can't do Your Excellency, the rivers and lakes are wide, Your Excellency, please take care of yourself!"

Ding Peng didn't entangle any more, his goal had been achieved, and he basically mastered Lin Hong's approximate strength, this person's martial arts skills were very high, but he couldn't cause any trouble to Conduct and Mo Tianwen, so Ding Peng had no intention of fighting with him again, and if he was entangled again, it would be easy to escalate the contradiction, and when the time came, a carelessness would make his return road complicated.

Of course, at this time, Ding Peng didn't know what was going to happen in Baoji City next, because until tonight, Mo Tianwen and Cao Xingzhi would visit the rudder of the Sihai Gang at night.

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