One move is a score!

Yang Ling's face was solemn, he thought that one of his sword gangs would be enough to repel the opponent, but he didn't expect that he was also shocked by the opponent's sword qi.

Ding Qianye's eyes were like torches, staring at Yang Ling in a daze, especially when he saw the other party's young appearance, his eyes couldn't help but show a look of surprise, and then, as if he had thought of something, he couldn't hide his shock in his tone:

"Your Excellency is Yang Ling, Yang Shaoxia!"

"I haven't asked yet!"

Yang Ling didn't expect the other party to actually hear about him, but because of the successive actions of these two people, he didn't have much of a good look on his face.

"The old man's surname is Ding, his name is Qianye, and he has seen Taoist friends!"

Ding Qianye went all the way down to the south of the Yangtze River, heard Yang Ling's rumors, and thought to himself what is the first kendo genius in the ages, not as good as the ten masters of the weak crown year, in recent days, it is rumored that he defeated one of the four beasts of the rivers and lakes, the Northern Hells Green Lion, this is simply fantastical, ridiculous, and he scoffs at this unrealistic boasting in his heart, but when he sees it today, he only sighs that there is no void under the fame, even if the other party is not as good as the rumors, it is not much worse.

Yang Ling's eyebrows were thoughtful, and then he stretched out, but his face was still full of doubts.

Ding Qianye saw that he didn't know himself, and his white eyebrows furrowed slightly, a little displeased.

Self-ask the world to practice swordsman, when the swordsman Liu Qingge, second, is Ding Qianye, who has the name of ten thousand swords, he is famous for his self-created swordsmanship, on swordsmanship alone, he is well-deserved the first in the world, before the swordsman is famous, the swordsman, with him as the leader, regards him as the object of lifelong pursuit.

It was also seven years ago that the swordsman Liu Qingge fought with Ding Qianye, who was known as the first sword in the world, and later Ding Qianye was old and physically exhausted, and lost half a move as a defeat, announcing to the world.

Since then, the people who practice swords in the world have regarded the swordsman as the first person to use the sword in the world, and Ding Qianye's name has changed from the first sword in the world to the unity of ten thousand swords, but even so, his name has never been weaker than the swordsman in the rivers and lakes.

But today he actually let him see someone who didn't know him, and the other party's sword path was still above him, and the sword gang that he pointed at casually was already a sign of the great success of the realm of form and meaning.

Even he is himself, and he is only in the realm of perfection!

After all, what he relied on was his world's best swordsmanship, and he was really a halfway monk in the way of swordsmanship.

"You don't know who I am?"

Ding Qianye's eyes were slightly cold.

Yang Ling said calmly: "I really don't know! ”

"The vertical son is arrogant, he hasn't even heard of Ding Qianye, who has ten thousand swords in one, in vain you are still a sword practitioner!"

Before Ding Qianye could speak, the girl in Tsing Yi on the side screamed for him.

"Ten thousand swords are one, tsk, what a big name! Ding Qianye, you are really going back more and more, and you are actually fooling around with a little girl, have you ever beaten my brother-in-law? ”

At this moment, a majestic and heavy voice came, breaking the deadlock here.

Ding Qianye heard the voice, first muttered for a moment, then thought of who it was, his expression became cold, and he said coldly: "Xuanyuan Tu, you still have the courage to appear in front of the old man!" ”

Xuanyuan Tu slowly walked down the stairs, and followed Xue'er timidly behind him.

"What happened back then, why bother mentioning it again!" Xuanyuan Tu's tone froze, and his momentum suddenly dropped a little.

"Lao Tzu wants to mention it, Lao Tzu not only mentions it, Lao Tzu also wants to hack you to death!"

Ding Qianye was inexplicably furious, and looked at Xuanyuan Tu with his sword, who took a step forward and blocked Xue'er behind him, and did not resist, it seemed that he was planning to resist this sword.

Clang!

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the two, and as a sword light flashed, the long sword in Ding Qianye's hand shook, the tiger's mouth trembled, and the long sword almost came out of his hand, and the whole person retreated again and again.

Who else could there be except Yang Ling, although he didn't know what the grievances between the two were, but he wouldn't still hurt his sworn brother by the other party's sword.

Ding Qianye's face changed for a while, he didn't expect the other party to take out the sword so quickly, he only saw the sword light flashing, and hurriedly resisted, and when he looked at it again, the other party's long sword had already been recoiled, such an unbelievable speed, even Liu Qingge could not compare.

Of course, he was only talking about Liu Qingge seven years ago, and no one knows what his swordsmanship is today.

Speaking of which, these two are both cultivators of the sword, and they are somewhat similar.

"Xuanyuan Tu, you actually let a young man block the sword, and you are so shameless."

Ding Qianye changed his usual elegance and leisure, and at this moment, he is like a rural horseman, and his export is a chapter.

Xuanyuan Tu and he met when he was young, at that time, Ding Qianye was polite, polite, and superb in swordsmanship, he was a famous tender swordsman, but how he became so angry when he was old, he was also very strange.

However, he didn't like to be used to other people's masters, and immediately said dissatisfied: "I let you cut it, it's you who don't fight, who is to blame?" ”

"You!!"

Ding Qianye only felt that a breath was blocked in his chest, and he couldn't express it, his old face was flushed, he was wearing plain clothes, and he was blowing his beard and staring at him at the moment.

Seeing that he was about to explode, Xuanyuan Tu was amused and helpless, and slowly walked in front of him and said, "In this way, if you punch me, you can dissipate your anger!" ”

It's like saying, I'm afraid you'll suffocate yourself to death.

However, Ding Qianye didn't scare him at all, and really punched him up, hitting the opponent's eye socket.

"Ouch!"

Xuanyuan Tu screamed in pain, put down the hand covering his eyes, and saw that the circles under his eyes were purple, red and swollen, obviously the other party's punch did not spare the slightest hand, and the fight was not light.

"You're fucking beating!"

Xuanyuan Tu was furious, and when he was proud, he suddenly sneaked up and punched him in the eye.

Ding Qianye let out a sigh of pain, and when he saw that this old horseman still dared to fight back, he immediately stepped forward again, and the sword was gone, and he fought with his fists and kicks.

Watching the two of them punch and kick like hooligans fighting, Yang Ling and the girl in Tsing Yi were dumbfounded.

The former was only slightly surprised, and it became clear that if the other party had not had a deep friendship with Xuanyuan Tu, he would not have thought of it, and this approach was consistent with his usual style, which was not very strange.

However, the girl in Tsing Yi couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, and since she followed the young lady, she often got along with this world's number one swordsmanship master.

Crane hair and long beard, plain clothes and white swords, like a sword fairy descending to earth, such a worldly master who is beyond the world, how could he have been so out of shape, even if he was defeated by the swordsman Liu Qingge, he also sank, but it is far less indulgent than at this moment.

And what's the difference between this and a street hooligan fight, this, is this still the master she knows?

Creak!

The sound of a wooden door opening and closing sounded, and although it was soft, it still attracted everyone's attention.

A person slowly walked out of the room, only to see her green silk like ink, dressed in white, with only a gold belt to tie her hair, showing elegance and simplicity, and the slight candle flame reflected in the room, which was even more brilliant. The white dress is not very gorgeous, but it gives people a different meaning, which is difficult to see.

Yang Ling saw that her skin was like condensed fat, her eyebrows were picturesque, beautiful and refined, like a fairy who was like a fan, and she was so beautiful, but when her eyes fell on her cheeks, she found that her face was a little whiter than snow, and there was no blood, and her lips were like white frost, as if she had not recovered from a serious illness.

And when Xuanyuan Tu and Ding Qianye saw the visitor, the latter had a bit of blame in his eyes, blaming her for not coming out, but in this deep reproach, there was also a sense of care.

The former was directly dumbfounded, staring at the woman in front of him in a daze, his eyes were reddening, two lines of lovesick tears fell, his whole body trembled, his lips opened and opened, but he couldn't say a word.

seemed to see his thoughts, Ding Qianye couldn't help but interrupt the thoughts in his heart, and snorted coldly: "She is not Yueyao, you don't have to be obsessed!" ”

I saw Xuanyuan Tu slowly retract his gaze and sighed: "I know, once my wife dies, there are similar people in the world, it can't be her!" ”

Hearing this, Ding Qianye couldn't help but glance at him more, and the anger accumulated in his chest was also discharged like a torrent opening the floodgates at this moment, and he sighed leisurely: "Yue Xiyao, it is her niece and granddaughter, the two are exactly the same, when I saw it at first, I was also shocked for a long time, but it was not as open as you can see." ”

"Huh!"

Xuanyuan Tu laughed at himself and didn't say anything.

Looking at the appearance of the two of them with blue noses and swollen faces, Yuexi Yao's willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her voice was gentle and soft, like a gentle drizzle: "Grandpa Ding, you are ......"

Ding Qianye was no longer angry when he saw her, he stood up with a disgraced face, patted the gray on his body from a distance, and said: "When I meet an acquaintance, I have a fight, it's okay!" ”

At this time, Yue Xiyao's gaze fell on Xuanyuan Tu, and after looking at it a few times, her thin eyebrows raised slightly, and she suddenly saluted him, and said respectfully: "Presumably this is Grandpa Xuanyuan!" ”

Xuanyuan Tu was a little surprised: "Do you recognize me?" ”

After seeing the other party's appearance and hearing the words of the old man, he had already guessed many things, and he couldn't imagine that there would be someone in Ruyi Pavilion who would know about him, which was really surprising.

Yue Xiyao bowed slightly: "The juniors don't dare to admit their mistakes!" ”

"You look very similar to your grandmother." Xuanyuan Tu listened to her, and for some reason, he felt a lot of relief in his heart.

Because compared to his deceased wife, although the two have exactly the same appearance, but the voice is completely different, his deceased wife's temperament is quite jumpy, eccentric, lively and cheerful, talking angrily, just like a lark, chattering endlessly, always arguing in his ear, but he likes it very much.

"That's the second grandmother of the younger generation, there has always been a portrait of her old man at home, and the younger generation has inherited the appearance of her old man in three lives, but her ability is not as good as one-twelfth of it, and she is very ashamed."

There was a hint of gloom in Yuexi Yao's eyes, like a flower willow swaying in the cold wind, although it would be broken.

Xuanyuan Tu sighed with infinite emotion, and sighed: "You and her are two people, just be yourself, why live in her shadow......"