("Smack!")

"Smack!"

When Ling Qingyan was still immersed in the artistic conception of the Heavenly Sword Nine Styles and the Eighth Style, as the lights of the courtyard on the side were lit up, the three figures came to Ling Qingyan's courtyard with bursts of applause.

Hearing this, Ling Qingyan came back to his senses and looked at the courtyard on the left side next to him, which was the courtyard where Yuwen Chenglin stayed during the day.

At the same time, Ling Qingyan also saw the three figures outside the courtyard gate, and even waved his hand to collect the Netherworld Long Sword in his hand behind him, and stepped forward to open the courtyard gate in two steps, at this time, he could be said to be in a good mood.

"Haha, brother, seeing you in the courtyard for an afternoon, Tianxing wanted to come to see you, but was stopped by Uncle Yu, saying that you are in a critical period of cultivation......

Outside the courtyard gate, there stood Yuwen Chenglin, Mo Tianxing and the old man who followed Mo Tianxing at noon, thinking that it was the "Uncle Yu" in Yuwen Chenglin's words now.

For a while, hearing Yuwen Chenglin's words, Ling Qingyan looked at the old man next to Mo Tianxing with a little surprise in his eyes, and his heart became more and more shocked. This old man can actually feel the artistic conception that my spiritual sense produces when I connect to the Netherworld Long Sword and practice the Nine Forms of the Heavenly Sword?

What level of martial artist is this old man?

As if sensing Ling Qingyan's surprise, Yuwen Chenglin smiled and said, "Brother, Uncle Yu is an elder of the Mo family, and his skills are extremely good. Okay, bro, you're not going to {1 + 1 + read} novels ybdu want the three of us to stand outside the door like this, right?"

Hearing the second half of Yuwen Chenglin's words, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but blush slightly, and just wanted to speak, but was snatched by Mo Tianxing, "Brother Ling, leave him alone, even if we martial artists stand like this for a day, we won't feel the slightest bit of abnormality......!

Seeing that Yuwen Chenglin was about to open his mouth to refute Mo Tianxing, Ling Qingyan even let go of the way and said embarrassedly: "Two big brothers, elders, please come in." ”

Up to now, Ling Qingyan has also felt the deep friendship between Yuwen Chenglin and Mo Tianxing, and while he feels a little envious of the verbal fight between them.

After the group entered the courtyard and sat down around the stone table on the side of the courtyard, Mo Tianxing first looked at Ling Qingyan and asked, "Brother Ling, I saw that you were in a daze in this courtyard for a long time, sometimes crazy, sometimes like a dream, and finally the long sword in your hand turned into a brilliant streamer and flew out, like a round sky...... But you don't know what kind of swordsmanship it is?"

Ling Qingyan was stunned when he heard this.

Just wanted to speak, but the old man next to him had already smiled and spoke, "Compared to the sword technique that Young Master Ling used before, it is the eighth 'swordless style' among the nine styles of the Heavenly Sword...... The Nine Heavenly Sword Styles pay attention to step by step, and now it seems that it won't take long for Young Master Ling to reach the realm of the Heavenly Sword Nine Styles!"

"At that time, even an ordinary purple-level beginner-level martial artist may not be your opponent Young Master Ling......"

Hearing the old man's words, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but smile secretly, but said in his mouth: "Elder, you have won the award, I can't compare to a purple-level martial artist now." ”

How could this Mo family elder have thought that Ling Qingyan's purpose was not to completely master the Nine Heavenly Sword Forms, everything was to completely fuse his spiritual sense with the Blood Python Totem among the two great talent totems!

After all, once that was there, Ling Qingyan would be able to easily manipulate the power of the Blood Python Totem!

Although the power of the Blood Python Totem was short-lived outside Moyun City three years ago, Ling Qingyan felt it very deeply, and deeply felt the power and terrifyingness of that power.

However, Ling Qingyan was also a little surprised by the gaze of the old man in front of him. He knew his own situation, and now his ** power comparable to that of a fifth-level demon beast had exploded, and through the increase of the Netherworld Sword, the strength he showed was only slightly inferior to that purple-level beginner martial artist......

Once he completes the Heavenly Sword Nine Styles and completely masters the Nine Styles Sword Technique, ordinary purple-level beginner martial artists, he will have the confidence to fight with them!

Of course, if it was a peerless move routine that had also cultivated the Heavenly Sword Nine Styles, or even cultivated to the rank of a purple-level beginner-level martial artist, Ling Qingyan was still inferior.

"No, it won't!"

After the Mo family elder spoke, Yuwen Chenglin was the first to let out a shocked voice, looking at Ling Qingyan like a monster, "Brother, you are only eighteen years old now, you can almost defeat a purple-level martial artist...... This, if it had been before, I wouldn't have believed it!"

"That's right," Mo Tianxing's eyes were also full of shock when he looked at Ling Qingyan, if he didn't know that the old man beside him couldn't tell a lie, he really couldn't believe it! Mo Tianxing knocked on the stone table with his right hand, "Even my Great Qin Kingdom, known as His Majesty the 'Ying Zheng' who was the first genius in ten thousand years, only reached the Purple Rank Junior Martial Artist level in his twenties......

Looking at the surprised expressions of the three people in front of the table, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then spoke, "Two big brothers, elders, don't forget, I'm just a blue-level mid-level martial artist now......"

Hearing the sound, the three of them woke up from their amazement, like an initiation, and they woke up.

"Yes!"

Yuwen Chenglin was the first to speak, and said with emotion: "We forgot, brother, you are just a blue-level middle-level martial artist now, and it is only because of some special reasons that you have such extraordinary strength." ”

As for what special reason, Yuwen Chenglin is clear.

It's just that Yuwen Chenglin, who has already started to take care of the family business, knows what to say and what not to say.

This time, the actions of Mo Tianxing, the eldest young master of the Mo family, who he had known since childhood, Yuwen Chenglin knew some reasons. Therefore, after saying this, he stared at Mo Tianxing tightly and watched his reaction.

For Ling Qingyan, Yuwen Chenglin, who has always been arrogant and awe-inspiring, has now not only regarded him as a life-saving benefactor, but also as his brother.

The word brother is simple to say, Yuwen Chenglin is not the kind of person who Meng Lang! Even since he was a child, he really called a brother, except for his own relatives, there are very few people with foreign surnames.

Mo Tianxing, he has known each other since childhood, and his feelings are also very deep, so he naturally regards him as his brother; as for Ling Qingyan, he doesn't know why, every time he sees it, he will feel a sense of intimacy, leaving aside the identity of his life-saving benefactor, Ling Qingyan is more like a person who has no desires and no desires, and is worth befriending.

Perhaps, some people are born with a strange connection and are destined to be close friends.

"This Yuwen Chenglin, calling him big brother by himself, it doesn't seem to be wishful thinking......

Ling Qingyan also noticed Yuwen Chenglin's movements, and couldn't help but cross a warm current in his heart, and said secretly.

In fact, not only Yuwen Chenglin had that feeling, but even Ling Qingyan had it. Otherwise, with Ling Qingyan's experience as a human being in two lives, coupled with the calmness and wisdom cultivated in the struggle of the underground forces in the previous life, how could he be so skilled with Yuwen Chenglin, who had only known him for a few days.

On the other hand, after Mo Tianxing heard Yuwen Chenglin's words, he also remembered the news that his father, the head of the Mo family, told him.

For a while, he couldn't help but look at Ling Qingyan, and his voice was slightly hurried, "Brother Ling, it is said that you have a divine weapon, and its ability is even higher than that of many divine weapons in the Chongwu Continent......"

"But I don't know, can you let me see. ”