"Click!"

"Bang!"

The long sword in Wei Ling's hand broke in response. "E small┡ said┡."

The fat shopkeeper next to him couldn't help but be surprised.

He had never seen Wei Ling so embarrassed! The sword in Wei Ling's hand was actually broken!

As one of the most famous killers in the Netherworld Yang Mansion, the sword weapon used by Wei Ling, even if it was the lowest level, was also a Xia-level lower grade, and it was definitely not comparable to ordinary sword weapons.

Even if the cultivation level is higher than Wei Ling's, it is not an easy task to interrupt the sword weapon in Wei Ling's hand.

However, the young girl in front of her actually did it?

He didn't even see Ding Sijing's move clearly......

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Wei Ling couldn't help but scream.

He couldn't believe that the long sword in his hand was actually broken.

Moreover, it was not broken by the opponent, but by himself...... He has poured too much true qi into himself, and things will be reversed.

"What's impossible? You're no match for her at all. Zhang Lifang said with disdain.

"You're kidding!How is it possible? He's Wei Ling!" The fat shopkeeper said unconvinced, "He's a master of swordsmanship!"

"My wife's swordsmanship is also good. Zhang Lifang said lightly.

"Hmm......" The fat shopkeeper was speechless.

He had no way to refute Zhang Lifang's words.

is all because Wei Ling's long sword was indeed broken by Ding Sijing.

As an outsider, the fat shopkeeper didn't see that Wei Ling's long sword was actually broken by himself.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

Wei Ling drew another sword.

He looked at Ding Sijing, and what he said was three consecutive swords.

degrees are extremely fast.

Extremely powerful.

The angle is very tricky.

This time, he didn't have the slightest reservation.

For the sake of shame, he has displayed all the skills of his life.

"Evil Sword Spectrum?"

"You're a eunuch?"

Zhang Lifang suddenly smiled very strangely.

It turned out that he could see that what Wei Ling was using was actually an evil sword technique.

This is not the kind of set that wants to practice divine skills, you must go from the palace. Even if it is from the palace, it may not be successful in the weird swordsmanship?

Yue Buqun's sacrifice in order to cultivate this set of swordsmanship was very ......

I really didn't expect that Wei Ling would actually ......

"You're going to die!"

"You're just cultivating the sword technique of warding off evil spirits!"

"Your whole family is practicing the sword technique of warding off evil spirits!"

When Wei Ling heard this, he immediately became furious, and even the tip of the sword in his hand trembled slightly.

But Zhang Lifang accidentally admitted his mistake.

What he did was ......

"Sword Gang is in the same stream!"

"Sword Gang is in the same stream!"

"Sword Gang is in the same stream!"

Wei Ling angrily repeated three times in a row.

Zhang Lifang still looked cute and dazed.

"The sword is in the same stream. Fan Caier pursed her lips and chuckled, "Xianggong, you admit the wrong ......"

"Really?" Zhang Lifang touched his nose embarrassedly, "I thought he was a eunuch......!

"You are the eunuch! Your whole family is a eunuch!" Wei Ling was angry, "You are looking for death!"

After saying that, the sharp sword in his hand changed direction and stabbed directly at Zhang Lifang.

Zhang Lifang waved his hand and quietly hid behind Ding Sijing.

Ding Sijing coldly raised the cherry blossom sword forward.

"Yi Swordsmanship!"

"Kenshin is clear!"

"Ding!"

Sakura Sword hits accurately.

The sharp sword in Wei Ling's hand was bounced up again.

He hurriedly urged his true qi and struggled to press down the sword, and the result was ......

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came.

But the sword in his hand was shattered again.

This time, it was really broken by Ding Sijing's true qi, and there was no slight.

"Ah......h

"How could it be ......?"

The fat shopkeeper was dumbfounded.

Wei Ling's long sword was shattered again?

How can it be?

Could it be a fake Wei Ling?

If it was the real Wei Ling, when was it so embarrassing?

was shocked by his opponent twice in a row to break his long sword, if this matter spreads, how will Wei Ling see people in the future?

"Fold the flowers!"

"Illusion Body!"

Ding Sijing's cherry blossom sword is unforgiving.

The tip of the sword stabbed silently towards Wei Ling's eyebrows.

Wei Ling hurriedly retreated.

Ding Sijing chased after her.

"Nine Shao Dingyin Sword!"

"Boom!"

Ding Sijing suddenly flicked the cherry blossom sword.

A mighty true qi burst out and hit Wei Ling's body hard.

Wei Ling was caught off guard and vomited blood on the spot.

"Hmm......"

"Poof!"

A gorgeous blood arrow erupted.

At the same time, his body flew desperately backwards, trying to pull Ding Sijing away.

However, Ding Sijing's flying skills are also extremely fast.

"Nine Shao Dingyin Sword!"

"Boom!"

Ding Sijing stretched out his hand again and flicked it.

The Sakura Sword made a loud muffled sound again.

Another sharp true qi **** came out, and it hit Wei Ling's chest accurately again.

"Ahh

"Poof!"

Wei Ling couldn't help but scream.

He spat out a mouthful of blood again.

His body also lost control, and fell heavily on the dirt outside the inn.

"Stop. Don't kill him. Zhang Lifang said lightly.

Ding Sijing took back the cherry blossom sword stupidly.

Wei Ling struggled to get up from the ground.

The corners of his mouth were bloodshot.

His eyes were full of despair, and there was despair.

He never imagined that his fate would be so miserable...... It's impossible!

A little-known disciple of Guan Lin Sect actually defeated him easily. From beginning to end, he could almost be said to have no ability to parry, let alone fight back.

"All we want is a pass. There is no need to kill. Zhang Lifang said lightly, "You can go." ”

"Who the hell are you?" Wei Ling said unwillingly, "What plane are you from?"

"We are not from the Ganges. Zhang Lifang said with a smile.

"Are you enemies of the Ganges?" Wei Ling misunderstood.

"What do you say?" Zhang Lifang smiled meaningfully.

Wei Ling swallowed a mouthful of bitter water, and didn't dare to continue to ask more.

Since the other party knew that the Netherworld Yang Mansion was from the Ganges, and dared to be so arrogant, the only explanation was ......

They are stronger than the Ganges!

They are not afraid of the Ganges at all!

They may even be going to war against the Ganges!

Wei Ling left stupidly.

The fat shopkeeper was dumbfounded and at a loss.

He had never encountered anything like it...... The pass was robbed!

Moreover, it was a robbery right under his nose!

Blatant robbery!

Who knows what exactly they're going to do?

If they continue to rob, won't the ferryman be doomed?

"Ladies and gentlemen," the fat shopkeeper said in a difficult tone, "may I ask what you are going to the Netherworld Mansion for?"

"Do nothing. Gongsun Hong was about to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Lifang.

Zhang Lifang said coldly: "I just want to see how powerful your Netheryang Mansion is. ”

The fat shopkeeper smiled bitterly and said, "Since you are not from the Ganges, there is no need for this, right?"

Zhang Lifang said coldly: "I see that the Ganges River is very unhappy and wants to vent it." ”

The fat shopkeeper only smiled bitterly. He didn't dare say anything.

Others have said that it is not pleasant to look at the Ganges......

How powerful the Ganges is.

Others are actually qualified to watch the whole Ganges unpleasant......

The Netherworld Mansion was just a very small force in the Ganges, and it was forced to move away from the Ganges.

And he is a small ferryman in the Netherworld Yang Mansion, and he can't be on the stage at all. If you really want to talk about combat effectiveness, he and Wei Ling are not at the same level at all.

The other party can easily defeat Wei Ling, what else can he do? Resist by force? I'm afraid that he won't die fast enough......

Just when the fat shopkeeper was frowning, suddenly someone came again.

He was also a disciple of the Netherworld Yang Mansion.

His name is Peng Shuai.

As his name suggests, Peng Shuai is very handsome.

His status in the Netherworld Yang Mansion is about the same as Wei Ling. But it is much more popular than Wei Ling.

No matter what time it is, a handsome guy who is sunny and delicate always has good popularity. If he speaks kindly and is approachable, then the popularity is even better.

In fact, Peng Shuai's popularity in the Netherworld Yang Mansion is indeed very good. So good that the fat shopkeeper kept glancing at him, hoping that he would not enter the inn. There's a trap waiting for him inside the inn!

It's a pity that Peng Shuai didn't pay attention to the meaning of the fat shopkeeper at all. He also misunderstood. He asked with concern, "Old Ma, what's wrong with your eyes?"

The fat shopkeeper smiled helplessly and said, "My eyes are fine." The inn has a distinguished guest today, so I won't greet you. ”

"That's not going to work, I'm in a hurry to get home and do something. Peng Shuai shook his head and said.

"Go home?" Zhang Lifang appeared with a smile.

"This guest is ......," Peng Shuai looked Zhang Lifang up and down.

"Hand over your pass!" Zhang Lifang said bluntly, "I'm here to rob ......"

"Robbery, you ran to the land of our Netherworld Yang Mansion to rob?" Peng Shuai felt incredulous, "Brother, there is no problem with your brain, right?"

"No problem. I just robbed Wei Ling. Zhang Lifang said lightly, "Now it's your turn!"

"You said it was true, and I almost believed it. Peng Shuai still shook his head.

Zhang Lifang simply pulled out Ding Sijing's cherry blossom sword.

Peng Shuai's face became solemn at this time.

He looked at the fat shopkeeper suspiciously, "What he said is true?"

The fat shopkeeper cried and ran away in a hurry, "What he said is indeed true. Wei Ling was robbed just now. ”

Peng Shuai then understood why the fat shopkeeper kept blinking at himself.

Feelings are not a problem with the eyes, they are playing a code!

It's a pity that I realized it too late.

However, he didn't think it was a big deal.

Running to the ground of the Netherworld Mansion to rob, just kidding, I must not know how to write the dead word......

It has always been only the Netherworld Mansion that robs others, when will it be the turn of outsiders to rob the Netherworld Mansion? A group of rookies who don't know how thick the sky is......

"Boom!"

"Whew!"

Peng Shuai raised his hand is a palm.

He tried to slap Zhang Lifang and knocked him away.

As a result, Zhang Lifang blew lightly, and Peng Shuai's palm wind was resolved.

(End of chapter)