Chapter Forty-Eight: Blocking Qingcheng in the South of the Sword (2)

On the top of the main hall, Yu Canghai held his hands behind his back, stared at Hou Renying, Hong Renxiong and Yu Renhao who fell to the ground and cried out on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "That Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship is really so powerful! The three of you together plus thirty or forty disciples can't beat his three-move enemy!"

"Yes, master, that Lin Ping's sword technique is extremely fast, like a god and a demon, in my opinion, he must have practiced the sword technique to ward off evil spirits!" Yu Ren Hao shouted, "Master, you have to be the master for us!

"Waste! The three of them can't beat one person, and you guys are still showing off Qingcheng Sixiu, which is simply a shame on our Qingcheng faction!" Yu Canghai heard their shouting, and he was even more angry, and reached out and slapped them a few times, his face was uncertain, "This Lin Pingzhi's evil sword technique is really so strong?"

He thought to himself that with his martial arts, he would not be able to defeat so many strong opponents in an instant, "No, I can't attack rashly, I must find out his swordsmanship moves before I can be sure to defeat him! Only in this way can I get the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits!"

His eyes were full of greed. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he wasted so much effort before and lost a son to destroy the Fuwei Dart Game, isn't it just to get the evil sword spectrum! Now that the magic is in front of him, he can't succeed. There were 10,000 rats scurrying in Yu Canghai's heart, which made him extremely crazy.

"Go, post the rivers and lakes! In the name of the Qingcheng faction, call on all the heroes to meet this Lin Pingzhi for a while, if anyone can defeat him, the Qingcheng faction will have a heavy reward!" Yu Canghai rolled his eyes and smiled gloomily.

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Since Yunyi defeated Qingcheng Sixiu three days ago, the originally peaceful Youxian Town suddenly became lively, and spread all over the rivers and lakes at an astonishing speed.

A weak-crowned young man dared to block the gate of the Qingcheng faction, a famous family in the rivers and lakes, and defeated the siege of Qingcheng Sixiu with his divine swordsmanship.

Now that three days have passed, the Qingcheng faction still hasn't moved at all.

Could it be that this Qingcheng faction is really afraid of this young man?

Everyone in Youxian Town looked at the figure sitting in the teahouse as steady as Mount Tai, and there were many discussions.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang on the table, and a rough voice cursed.

"I said, what kind of good man is blocking the mountain gate of the Qingcheng faction? It's such a stinky boy who has not dried up for a long time!" A burly man with a bare body walked up to Yun Yi, stared at Yun Yi's slightly immature face with a cruel smile, and laughed cruelly: "Stinky boy, look at your little appearance with white skin and tender flesh, you can sell it! You can't mix it up on the rivers and lakes, hurry up!"

Yun Yi's eyes narrowed, and his smile was cold, "Who are you?"

"Lao Tzu is Li Jun, the dragon who crosses the river! Qingcheng sent a herald to the rivers and lakes, saying that as long as you defeat you, you will be rewarded. Get out of here!" Li Jun roared angrily.

"Cross Jianglong, I think it's almost the same as a worm!" Don't talk nonsense, eat me in the palm of your hand!" Yun Yi sneered, and suddenly slapped a palm in the air.

Before Li Jun could get angry, the next moment he was slapped by Yun Yi's majestic palm wind, which made it extremely difficult for him to breathe, and the words he was about to say were suddenly held in his throat.

Rumble!

He barely raised his hand to block his chest, and the next moment his body was knocked out like a cannonball, and he fell in the middle of the road in Youxian Town and rolled for more than ten consecutive laps before stopping, unconscious.

"Wow!"

Everyone who had seen this scene immediately turned away from Yunyi as if they had seen some wild beast.

With one palm, he slapped the famous underworld figure on the rivers and lakes to the point that Li Jun was alive and dead, how strong is this young man? This is the biggest question in their hearts at this moment.

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Bang!

"Qi is like a dragon!" Yun Yi let out a long roar, and the true qi in his body rose, shrouding him in a purple mist, like a heaven and a man descending to earth, waving his hand and tumbling with energy, extremely powerful, as if a real dragon probing his claws, the weather is thousands.

A figure fell.

"Spotted Tiger Shi Chong is also defeated!"

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"The swordsmanship of the world, countless changes, are all in one heart and one thought!"

An incomparable sword light pierced, and in the blink of an eye, the sword aura was fierce, full of ruthlessness and cruelty that destroyed everything.

Yun Yi's eyes reflected the sword light, and he suddenly chuckled and stabbed out with a sword.

The sword light shattered, disillusioned in the air.

A figure clutched his chest and flew out, fleeing quickly.

"The ruthless swordsman Yan Wuhui has also been defeated! even if he has already used his own killer sword move the Ruthless Sword, he has also been defeated by this Lin Pingzhi's sword!"

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Buzz!

The swords collided, and the sound was crisp, and brilliant sparks were splattered.

The two figures shuttled through the streets of Youxian Town, colliding together from time to time, and then quickly separated.

"What a breeze swordsman, his body is like the wind, and his swordsmanship is light!" A burst of laughter, Yun Yi took out his sword without a shadow, and stood on the roof of a restaurant in Youxian Town, looking down at the middle-aged swordsman with a long beard fluttering downstairs.

More than ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, and the Qingcheng faction is unwilling to fail, and at a great price, they have invited masters from all walks of life in the rivers and lakes, black and white, to test Yunyi's swordsmanship and martial arts.

And this Qingfeng swordsman is the best among them, with a handful of Qingfeng swordsmanship is elegant and agile, and his body is shadowless, which is difficult to deal with.

"At a young age, you have such a kendo attainment! You can be undefeated in fifty moves, it's really terrifying!" The Qingfeng swordsman stroked his long beard, looked up at Yunyi's figure standing on a high place, and looked at the admiring look of a teachable child, but then reprimanded with an expression that I am good for you: "But the Qingcheng faction is a famous and decent family on the rivers and lakes, and it is famous in the martial arts." You are a junior boy at a young age, how can you do the bastard thing of blocking the mountain gate of the Qingcheng faction! Yu Canghai, the head of the Qingcheng faction, is highly respected and unwilling to deal with your junior, how can you gain an inch? Now that you are obediently admitting defeat, I will accompany you to the Qingcheng faction to admit your mistakes, maybe the head of the Yu sect will not remember the villain's mistakes, and he can spare your life!"

"Fifty moves are undefeated! The future is terrifying!" Yun Yi heard him preachy, his face was strange, and finally he couldn't bear to interrupt the Qingfeng swordsman's self-satisfied appearance, and said helplessly: "Hey! You seem to be mistaken! I always wanted you to accompany me to practice swordsmanship, so I put a little water." If you can really take my three swordsmanship, what if I accompany you to the Qingcheng faction to make amends?"

"Boy, arrogance!" The breeze swordsman snorted coldly, and stabbed a sword, the sword was ethereal and light, like a breeze blowing on the face, and the gentleness was full of this murderous intent, and before he realized that the blink of an eye was in front of him, "The breeze has no shadow!"

"How is Dai Zongfu?" Yun Yi let out a low laugh, and with a slight swing of a sword in his hand, it stabbed straight into the heart of the Qingfeng Swordsman, "How is Dai Zong's swordsmanship!"

The Breeze Swordsman's eyes widened suddenly, watching the sword stab. This sword seems ordinary, but it points directly to the flaws in his sword moves.

A sword asks about life and death, what is the way of the breeze?

Yun Yi swung a sword, and suddenly the breeze drifted away, and the sword light was messy.

The Qingfeng swordsman covered his chest, only to see that the blood was dripping, as long as the sword of Yunyi pierced down one more inch, it would inevitably be the end of a sword piercing the heart.

"The swordsmanship is like a god and a demon, but that's it! I can't even take one of your moves, how can I take three moves!" the Qingfeng swordsman looked down at his chest, smiled bitterly, and fell to the ground.

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"The sword is out of the shadowless Xiao Qiang, defeated!"

"Thunder Sword Peerless Zhao Wutian, defeated!"

"A sword scares the dragon and rushes into the sky, defeated!"

Defeat, defeat, defeat!

A month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Yunyi has also blocked the mountain gate of the Qingcheng faction for a whole month.

Driven by the huge interests of the Qingcheng faction, countless heroes on the rivers and lakes challenged Yunyi one after another, but they were all defeated by Yunyi one by one.

For a whole month, there were rumors everywhere on the rivers and lakes about a young man blocking the mountain gate of the Qingcheng faction with a sword, and many people gloated and watched this big joke of the Qingcheng faction.

After defeating one opponent after another, Yunyi gradually felt bored and empty.

Could it be that this Qingcheng faction has really become a turtle, the turtle can't shrink, and it will never come out again for the rest of its life?

Until a short and fat figure in a Taoist robe finally walked in front of Yun Yi, the two strands of beard at the corners of his mouth shook and looked very funny.

But when Yun Yi saw the figure, he finally became excited, his eyes were full of battle intent, "Yu Canghai, you finally came out!"