"Leng Jian? It's him!"

The 'clucking' of the sword's teeth sounded as if they were about to shatter, and hatred even burst out from the bone marrow.

Yes, that's the kind of hate.

At a martial arts competition in his hometown of Nantuo City, as a seed player, he fought against Leng Jian, who was already known as a genius, and that battle even attracted the first swordsman in Nantuo City at that time, and he was very hopeful of becoming the swordsman's personal disciple, but he didn't expect that the competition was just the beginning, Leng Jian defeated himself with an absolutely overwhelming three consecutive swords, and the swordsman left with a disappointed face, and he was even more lonely in bed for half a month to recuperate, and since then the name of the genius seed has left him......

This swordsman remembered the past, the green tendons on his fists jumped violently, and he saw that Lu Ming and the others seemed to be a team, and he was immediately surprised: "This guy seems to have formed a team and wants to participate in the trial!"

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, but the corners of his mouth flashed a new smile, and in an instant, he restrained himself very well, and walked over step by step.

"Hehehe...... Who should I be? It turned out that he was a sword student on the first day of Nantuo City! Ouch, didn't I hear that you were defeated? How? After recovering from your injuries? You are cold sword, and now you can only come to bully these people?" The look on the face of this sword student was as disdainful as he despised Leng Jian.

Leng Jian saw this person's appearance, but he didn't pay attention to the expression on his face at all, and said extremely calmly: "Huo Fei, do you still want to be beaten by me?"

The expression of contempt on the face of this sword student, that is, Huo Fei, suddenly changed. He knew very well that no matter what Leng Jian's current state was, he still couldn't beat him.

But seeing Leng Jian's calm appearance, the sword student's intuitive throat was choked by a ball of qi, he couldn't go up or down, it was extremely difficult to breathe, his face was even more red and white, and his fist was clenched as tightly as steel, but no matter what, he didn't dare to punch this punch.

It was at this time. A team appeared behind the swordsman. Seeing Leng Jian's calm appearance, a young swordsman at the head suddenly snorted coldly, and smiled very disdainfully: "Ha-!"

Then the young swordsman didn't say a word, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Leng Jian very proudly. Then a hand was held out. Gently hugged the waist of an extremely beautiful female swordsman beside him, and her fingers were still moving very tenderly.

Leng Jian's face suddenly condensed into ice cubes!

"Hahaha...... Huo Fei raised his head and let out an arrogant sneer, "Cold sword." I can't beat you, but so what? Can't you also beat my senior brother Cheng Zifeng?" Huo Fei instantly balanced his mind, smiled and raised his hand to the back.

What's going on? Lu Ming frowned when he looked at the other party's arrogant appearance, how could someone suddenly provoke him? And he still came straight to Leng Jian?

"Huh, isn't this a cold sword?" At this time, several more teams came one after another, and when they saw the current situation in the field, they immediately whispered: "This cold sword used to be a genius sword student on the first day of Nantuo City! His talent was even judged by authoritative figures to have a height that could reach the realm of the Sword King in the future, looking at how many Sword King powerhouses are there in our entire Zhenyuan Empire?"

"yes, I've heard about that, too. An older swordsman sighed, "It's just a pity, he was once defeated very ruthlessly in a big competition, and then he was hit by a vicious kick in the dantian, and his true qi was once scattered and could not be gathered, but I didn't expect that now he is actually cultivating again, and he can also participate in the trial." ”

"After the defeat, he was seriously injured and kicked again? and hit the dantian?" An adventurer not far away immediately exclaimed: "This is impossible, right? Not to mention that there are rules for the competition, after the defeat, how can there be any reason to mend the sword? Isn't that a fight to death? Who is so ruthless?"

The older swordsman from before quietly pointed in a direction and said, "That's him." ”

Many people followed his gestures to look over, but it was Cheng Zifeng, who had been holding the beautiful female swordsman.

"He?" everyone looked at Cheng Zifeng, who was full of pride and arrogance, and was stunned for a moment: "What kind of hatred is this, so that he can use such cruel and vicious methods?"

"Yes, yes, destroying people's dantian, that is ruining the life of a swordsman!" Immediately, someone touched his dantian, and he couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if he was severely injured.

Lu Ming immediately frowned, he didn't expect that there was such a story on Leng Jian, but this can only show that he is even more of a genius! Thinking about the last trial he was defeated by Nangong Huajian, and after he went back, he was defeated by Cheng Zifeng, and he was severely injured and abolished his cultivation, but he didn't expect that not only did he not eliminate his will, but he cultivated back, although it was not as good as before, but this process is difficult, and the firm will required is probably the world, and few people can do it.

For a while, everyone in the Fang City was also embarrassed, and then someone immediately expressed their opinions: "From this, it can be seen that the two of them must be the hatred of killing their father and taking their wife, so that he can make such a heavy hand, other than that, we can't imagine." ”

"I can't imagine it? Let me tell you, the destruction of his dantian is not over at all. A swordsman shook his head as if he was expecting, and sighed: "I heard that after he was abolished, his fiancée immediately broke off the engagement with him and found another family, which is said to be Cheng Zifeng, who was victorious." ”

"Is him again?"

"Could the woman next to him be Leng Jian's former fiancée?"

Everyone present let out an exclamation, but when they turned their heads and saw that Leng Jian's face had already condensed into ice, his eyes looked at Cheng Zifeng with extreme resentment, and when he looked at the beautiful female swordsman, his face was even more gloomy, which confirmed everyone's guess.

"That's right, it's her, and I also heard that after this Sword Hall trial, the two of them will officially get married. Someone was gossiping.

For a while, everyone looked at Cheng Zifeng in disbelief: "It's just that no one has heard of his name in the past, where is he a genius?"

"Genius?" The very promising swordsman suddenly sneered disdainfully, "He is indeed highly qualified, and he is a good genius, but before, he Cheng Zifeng was the personal sword slave of Cold Sword!"

"Sword slave?" there was another exclamation in the market.

"That's right, it's the sword slave. The man said with great certainty: "He watched Leng Jian practice his sword every day, and he also accompanied him to practice his sword, and the elixir and materials that Leng Jian could have would be given to him half, so to speak, as long as Leng Jian could get it, he would be given half of it, which was very good to him, and he really regarded him as a friend." ”

"Oh, in this way, this Cheng Zifeng is lucky!" An older adventurer was also a little surprised: "As we all know, the average sword slave has no status at all, and it is only a little better than the subordinate who bought it, but I didn't expect Leng Jian to give him so many materials and resources, he is really lucky to do this sword slave!"

"It's not just luck, this treats him like a brother!" One person was suddenly surprised: "It's just a brother, it's just that!"

Leng Jian slowly raised his head and exhaled a long breath, his eyes were tightly closed, and his mind recalled the time when the two brothers practiced sword together, and there was a trace of happiness on his cold face.

When Lu Ming heard these words and saw Leng Jian's expression, he could clearly understand the sincere feelings he had for Cheng Zifeng, and his ability to do this also showed the kindness of his heart.

From this point alone, Lu Ming felt that Leng Jian was a person who could be friends, so it was possible, and it was not a problem to become friends.

Ouyang Luo knew that there were too few friends who could treat each other with all sincerity, and he was also poor, and he knew even more that in difficult times, if someone could pull you, it would be such a touching move, remembering that when he got Lu Ming's help, his hands were suppressed, so that he would not show the trembling of emotion. And he won't say it either.

At this time, Ouyang Luo's gaze towards Leng Jian really glanced at him,

"It's a pity!" At this time, another swordsman next to him shook his head and said helplessly: "Good people have nothing to repay, and in the end, Cheng Zifeng still reversed the cold sword." ”

"Is it the other way around?" everyone was taken aback and asked, "What's going on?"

Leng Jian's eyes were closed tighter, and his head was shaking slightly.

However, Lu Ming found that Leng Jian himself also had a hint of doubt on his face, and he didn't seem to know what was going on.

"What's going on?" The swordsman who was very familiar before snorted: "This Cheng Zifeng, when he was a sword slave for Leng Jian and showed his talent, he secretly found another big family in Nantuo City, and worshipped that patriarch as a righteous son, in that big competition, Cheng Zifeng suddenly jumped out, stood on the opposite side of Leng Jian, and directly drew his sword!"

Everyone gasped in unison, unable to imagine what kind of mood Leng Jian would be at that time, and a few girls who listened carefully even let out a burst of exclamation, all of them looked at Leng Jian sympathetically, but found that there was a wry smile on his face.

Lu Ming sighed softly, the feeling in Leng Jian's heart at that time may not be much better than seeing Dongfang Bai after the catastrophe. The only difference is that he has been guarding Dongfang Bai, and Leng Jian has already poured out his heart and lungs against Cheng Zifeng, and he must have been stunned by surprise at that time.

"Then what happened, Leng Jian's talent is very high!" everyone said, and for a moment the swordsman was already full of people. (To be continued......)