The man who was wrapped in linen and had a very domineering physique.

Undoubtedly, it is the master of Ling Puling, who has the reputation of "Terran Martial God" and the lord of the Divine Mountain Villa.

And the green shirt that is opposite to it is the top powerhouse in the kendo field of Hanlanzhou, the "Sword God" Yu Youcong.

Seeing that Ling Pu was finally willing to show up, the old Yu Sword God restrained the sharp aura on the blade, and slowly lowered his arm, but he still held the Dayu Sword with one hand, staring, and hatefully staring at the guy hovering not far away.

Yu Youcong's eyes were cold, as fierce as the cold winter in the extreme north, as if he had no feelings at all, he sighed for a moment, and said aloud to the owner of the Sacred Mountain Villa: "Dog-day!" You're finally willing to get out of the turtle's shell, huh? The old man is still Ling Pu, he plans to hide like this until he dies! ”

Ling Pu, the old man of the mountain villa floating in the air, straightened his waist and stood like a strong pine, his expression was very solemn, he frowned and said: "Today's incident is a grievance between you and me, can you not implicate other people?" ”

The old man in the green shirt raised the two white thick eyebrows, raised his head and laughed, laughed, and said in a straight voice: "Yes." Today, the only person I want to ask about the sword is you Ling Pu! The rest, as long as it does not hinder the old man from using his sword, it will not be affected, so you can rest assured. ”

Ling Pu, who was covered in linen cloth and had a snow-white ribbon tied on his head, nodded, then turned his head slightly and looked at the old man with white tiger skin on the other side.

Ling Pu looked at the gray-clothed old man who was black and thin like iron, with two blades as his feet, and the expression on the face of the Shenyuan Domain King was a little inexplicable.

His lips moved, and he stopped talking, but he still didn't say anything.

Seeing that Ling Pu's expression was different at the moment, Yingchun, who was wearing a white tiger skin on his shoulder, tore away the duck-like voice and responded loudly: "I understand what you mean, you don't need to thank me." What kind of character am I, Yingchun, how can I be the kind of boring person who cares about everything and thinks about revenge from morning to night? The prosperity of the rivers and lakes is no more, the world is declining, among them, there is a cycle of life and life, the reason is reciprocated, eternal, let the past pass, my dream of 'everyone has merit to practice', it is already the old yellow calendar, it is time to turn the page, no need to mention it! As for your eldest daughter Ling Fengge, she is endowed with extraordinary gifts, since she has worshiped me as a teacher, then I should guide and teach each other wholeheartedly, in the Tongdao Academy, there has never been a shortage of people who seek the Tao with their hearts, and the atmosphere of practicing martial arts is quite strong, your daughter is practicing in that environment, the speed of swordsmanship is extremely fast, and the future future must be limitless, you are a father, you can rest assured! ”

Ling Pu looked at the sage of the sword who had destroyed the dream in his heart by his own hands and had called himself the "Martial Arts Forest Keeper" in the past, the old man of the mountain villa Ling nodded heavily, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that was not easy to hear: "Thank you." ”

Then, this great vassal king, who was at the pinnacle of martial arts cultivation and was still above the Eastern Martial Arts of the Lord of Shipo Shocking Mountain, used his eyes to look at Duanmu Ding, Xianhao and Lu Yi Sanrao's faces in turn.

These three people are the mentors of the third daughter of the Ling family, Ling Taohua, the fourth daughter Ling Xingchui and the fifth daughter Ling Bangbo.

Ling Pu lowered his chin and said slowly: "Please three, wait for me to start a war in a while, and use magic magic to isolate one side of the battlefield, so that the sword qi and fist will not disperse, so as to affect the pond fish." ”

Xian Hao, who was dressed in a bright red robe, and Lu Yi, who was bright pink in the robe, almost made a Taoist chief at the same time, Lu Yi was introverted, and Xian Hao said in a loud voice: "Master Ling Zhuang can rest assured." ”

Bald head, wearing a purple monk's robe, and kill Duanmu Ding, a delicate and skillful, porcelain doll-like face, a faint smile appeared, he hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a calm tone: "Punch is it, don't worry about the rest." ”

Ling Pu's face calmed down, and finally looked at his eighth daughter, Ling Xiaoxiao, the old vassal king smiled lightly, "Xiaoxiao, Dad doesn't know what you went through to become like this...... It's good-looking, Dad really thinks that you look especially good now! It's a bit like when your mother was young, when her back wasn't hunched, her hair wasn't gray, and she didn't even have a frown on her face..."

Ling Xiaoxiao, the woman in white, opened her beautiful cherry red eyes wide, staring intently at her beloved old father.

Ling Pu paused, and then said: "No, Xiaoxiao, your third sister Peach Blossom, your fourth sister Xinghui, and the fifth sister have their own masters, and the three of them are protected by their respective masters, so I don't worry about them at all." But you have been alone all these years, and you don't marry or apprentice in your twenties...... In fact, it's okay no matter what, as long as my Xiaoxiao can live happily and have no worries, this is enough. Now my family Ling Xiaoxiao has grown into a No. 1 beauty, maybe in the future, the famous handsome people who come to ask for relatives will line up one by one, at that time, you have to ask the craftsman to rebuild and strengthen the threshold of the villa, otherwise it will be easy to step on it! ”

Ling Pu, the head of the Ling family, continued to speak in a relaxed tone as much as possible: "If there is a battle today, your father and me, if there are three long and two short, all kinds of things in the Zhuangzi, you and Zhen'er have to worry about it, if your second sister is rebellious, it depends on the situation, if she really has that ambition, it is not unreasonable to hand over the full power of the villa to her in charge, in short, there should be no big problem, at most, two funerals will be done together......

"No, Dad, don't say such unlucky things! Where is there anyone who has not had time to go to war and then explain what happened after the death?! This is called growing the morale of others and destroying one's own prestige! ”

Ling Xiaoxiao, the eighth daughter of the Ling family, burst into tears in her eyes, stalked her neck, and shouted, "Daddy, you are the authoritative vassal king of the Splendid Dynasty, if you have any mistakes, not only will the villa completely collapse, but a series of causes and effects will also follow, and you can't escape!" The various movements on the side of the court over the years, the undercurrent is surging, and you don't know it. Your younger brother Ling Hui, that guy has been sitting on the dragon chair for many years, and his means are certainly weak, but he has hundreds of civil and military officials competing to support him, and the Imperial Forest Army is also strong, once our Shenshan Villa loses its backbone, as the emperor, how can he easily let go of our family? It is inevitable that in vain the feelings of the brothers and sisters, they will wipe out all the scattered monkeys after the tree falls, or annihilate them one by one, and kill them all! ”

Ling Pu was slightly stunned when he heard this, and was a little speechless on the spot, obviously because his eighth daughter's mind had changed too much, and he was sincerely surprised.

Unexpectedly, after Ling Xiaoxiao's appearance was very different, even in terms of thinking logic and so on, she had made such a huge leap.

Wise and intelligent, level-headed and quick-witted.

This is generally compared with it, it seems that he is indeed a prince and a father, a little too rash and reckless.

Just as Ling Pu was silent, bowing his head, thinking about what his daughter said.

The old man in green shirt holding a blue sword on the opposite side finally couldn't help but speak.

Yu Youcong raised the blade in his hand, pointed at Ling Pu, stared at his eyes, raised his chin with a white beard, and asked in a trembling voice: "The surname Ling, how is the future entrusted to you?" Grinding and chirping, the old man was upset when he heard it, like a girl, can he still start fighting?! ”

Ling Pu has spent his life on the battlefield, fighting with people and chatting with martial arts, at this moment, there is a war coming, he is full of spirit, and he doesn't want to take care of some messy things, so he said frankly when he didn't have time to think about it: "Fight and fight, even if you take out the sword, I will take it." ”

Yu Youcong's heart swelled up, his face was full of energy, he could be described as extremely wild and wanton, laughed loudly, and said while laughing: "Before Ying'er died, the old man took into account her feelings, so he blindly endured it, and for thirty years, he only fought with you, the puppet surnamed Ling, with a fist, not happy, too enjoyable!" Today, since you have accepted my sword, then I no longer need to be restrained, I can deliver my sword moves as freely as I want, and spit out the resentment and hatred that have accumulated in the past half a year! ”

Above the sword god Sabi Dayu, it was once again filled with brilliant sword light, and the green qi was diffused all around, and it was sacred.

This brilliance is still stronger than the domineering mangqi of Shicai.

Go to the next level and go straight to the nine!

Holding the blue sword with killing intent penetrating the sky, Yu Youcong's mouth was like thunder, and he went word by word: "This time, the old man will use your Ling Pu's life to sacrifice the sword in my hand, to remember my dead love of this life!" ”

The king of the Ling Dynasty, who was covered with coarse linen, also climbed to the top of his spirit.

Above the two fists, the majestic and dazzling have been condensed into substance, spreading to the surroundings.

The fist is visible to the naked eye, and it is rising more and more, and there is no way to stop at all.

Of course, the owner of the mountain villa, who is determined to punch with all his might, has no intention of curbing it at all, and he does not want to be weaker than the sword god on the opposite side.

Yu Youcong stood with a sword, bent on venting his anger and killing.

Ling Pu was bare-handed, insisting on being celibate

Ling Xiaoxiao, the daughter of the latter, saw that a bloody battle that was bound to divide the high and low avenues and cultivate to strength and weakness was about to kick off, so she was naturally anxious and anxious!

She knew very well in her chest that the victory or defeat of this battle was not only the "affection" of Ling Pu and Yu Youcong, thinking that through actual combat, she would figure out which of the two fists and the sword was stronger and which was weaker.

More importantly, it is more important than life and death.

This period of old grievances that have been more than half a year old has come to an end completely, and it officially ends with "you live and die".

The winner lives.

The loser will die!

Ling Xiaoxiao, the eighth daughter of the Ling family, has never had such self-resentment, only to blame herself for why her combat power is so low? I couldn't even go forward and grab my father.

The only thing I can do is probably to protect myself from being affected by the war, and watch the martial god accept the sword god's "ask the sword".

And what the final result will be, whether his father Ling Pu can survive in the end, whether he can really win with his fists and defeat Yu Youcong, who is determined to go all out with his sword, then he really knows......

Seeing that Ling and Yu, the two pinnacles of martial arts and swordsmanship, were about to go to war in an instant, Yingchun, Duanmu Ding, Xian Hao and Lu Yi, who were the spectators of this duel, none of them had a relaxed mentality in a complete sense.

They knew in their hearts that they would never be able to just sit on the sidelines, and that no matter what, the four of them would be responsible.

For this battle, what must be done to be proof

As for what practical effect can be achieved in the final stage of doing the act, then we can only be helpless and obediently obey our orders.

These four masters are very clear about the matter.

That is today, in the sky above this Divine Mountain Villa, the two god-level figures who competed for the sword, no matter who they were, could directly fall on the spot, become a dead body, and fall off the altar!

At this moment, before the battle between Yu Youcong and Ling Pu started, there was a stunning qi machine with a pale red color like a spring flower, and the whole body was gorgeous and incoherent, and it flew from a certain direction at great speed.

Inside the qi machine of the red light was a young man in a cyan robe.

This son then arrived in the air here, and he was so graceful and chic.

The location of the stop, impartial, just in the middle of Ling and Yu Errao!

Ling Pu, who was dressed in sackcloth and white scarf, stared at the young man who was wrapped in red qi, and shouted, "Zhen'er? It's you?! ”

And Yu Youcong, who was dressed in a Confucian scholar's green shirt and held a royal blue sword, was extremely shocked by the familiarity of this alien qi machine, and was instantly stunned.

You can't be wrong, this true qi is ...... It's Sakura's natal breath!

Ling Pu also realized that the owner of this aura and light group, if nothing else, was his wife Yao Ying.

His facial expressions are not much different from Yu Youcong, and they are all shocked to open their jaws, and they are speechless!

His beloved wife Yao Ying has been dead for seven days, her internal strength has collapsed, and her body is in the coffin, so her soul should be gone, how can it be ......

The young man who was tightly wrapped in the red qi machine slowly opened his eyes.

His identity is Ling Zhen, who has the dignified title of "Shenyuan Shizi" and the No. 1 young master of Shenshan Zhuangzi.

Ling Pu and Yao Ying's only son.

After Ling Zhen opened his eyes, his expression was sad, his lips trembled, and his voice was particularly choked and shouted: "Mother! ”

That ball of true qi, along with the exit of this "mother", began to deform rapidly unbelievably, and after a short time, it had transformed into the appearance of a human body, which was extremely real.

That humanoid dharma is similar to the outer body of the yang god separated from the out-of-body cultivation.

His figure was about a zhang tall, his whole body was transparent and light red, and he stood straight behind Ling Zhen, his two hands hanging down, just enough to put it on the left and right shoulders of the young man in the green robe.

Ling Zhen's shoulders were covered by that pair of gaseous hands, and he felt that his whole body was unprecedentedly warm and comfortable.

Young people at this moment feel very safe.

The mood is no longer sad, there is no worry or stress left, and there is no more thought of crying.

Ling Xiaoxiao, the woman in white, saw the Venerable Dharma Minister, and immediately stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, preventing her crying from sounding, thus destroying the warmth and happiness of this scene.

Ling Pu and Yu Youcong.

Two people, two Terran monks who stood on the ground.

At this moment, they all couldn't help but redden.

Both of them had many wrinkles on their faces, and they were no longer talking about big men, and they all spoke out in unison, with a rich cry in their voices - "Sakura! ”

It turned out that the red appearance of the long body was the female sword fairy Yao Ying who was still in her youth and in her prime!

Smile and voice, pleasant and pleasant face, fairy demeanor, dignified and beautiful.

It is living in the memories of Ling Pu and Yu Youcong, the most beautiful and heart-pounding "Sakura"!

Without waiting for the two of them to speak, the "young woman" who appeared here with her true qi method said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, it's really the result of my sword intent stored in the natal sword, fusing and wrapping the remnant soul, and finally exerting a magical power. ”

Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan Domain, suddenly let out an "ah", and Yu Youcong immediately realized and understood.

Yao Ying is a sword cultivator, her natal sword is called "Yin and Yang", and the magic power of the flying sword is a classic old saying - a thousand miles of marriage are linked.

Men and women in the world can be divided into yin and yang, and the sword cultivation with this natal sword is fundamentally related to the cultivation of Taoist couples.

If you can hand the sword with your husband, the perfect combination of yin and yang, the killing power of the sword will be strong to the peak, and the world is invincible!

This natal sword, as soon as it was born, was extremely optimistic about the Yao family, and screened and selected the best spouses in advance, and set a "baby kiss" for Yao Ying, who was still a child at that time.

The man's qualifications are excellent, he can be described as a talent, and his background is extremely prominent, and he belongs to a big sword cultivation family that is dominated by one party.

But later grew up as Rao Yao Ying, who was very stubborn, and refused to follow his father's advice to marry each other, but insisted on marrying a Taoist couple with a "non-sword cultivator" from the land of the human race, and fled to the Hanlan Continent.

I also swore to the people in my family that I would never go home in this life, let alone step into the Frost Continent again!

This is also the reason why Yao Ying was directly removed from the genealogy after leaving the Frost Continent where the Ice Ghost Clan lived in the past, and was directly removed from the genealogy by his father, the king of a country in the Qianjin Dynasty.

In order to marry Ling Pu, Yao Ying, who is the princess of a country, wasted the greatest creation and opportunity that the natal sword could give, and resolutely chose the latter between the bright and infinite splendid future and "love".

He did not hesitate to be the enemy of the entire Yao family, resisted the ardent expectations of his parents and elders, ran away from home, and stayed with his true sweetheart until he grew old in this life.

So far, Yao Ying has been married to Ling Pu for more than 30 years.

Thirty years are like a day, sweet and sour, no complaints and no regrets.

The Natal Sword Yin and Yang, the divine power can not only be linked to Ling Pu's Taoism, but also connect the Yin and Yang, so that the dead and the living can talk.

With the help of the part of the soul that is protected by the sword intent, the yang spirit is transformed into a god, and the entity is condensed with true qi and sword qi, and you can effectively complete such a touching thing at the moment!

Knowing that Yao Ying's natal sword and the soles of their feet were thin on the soles of their feet, Ling and Yu, who had reached the top on the path of cultivation, quickly understood what was going on, and there was no need to explain anything extra.

A generation of important feudal kings, Ling Pu, the top martial artist of the Fist Town, looked at the face of his beloved wife when she was young, and tears flowed down at this moment.

Loving men and women in the world, such as the yin and yang poles of the Bagua diagram, are inseparable.

Once lovers are separated, even if they are separated by tens of thousands of miles, they can still love each other.

So, if lovers are separated from themselves by yin and yang, how should they miss each other?

Ling Punian and his wife are now dead, and he will feel a severe pain in his heart, if ten thousand blades enter his body, he will invade his chest at the same time!

Yao Ying relied on the sword intent of the natal sword, wrapped the remnants of the soul, and took her son Ling Zhen to temporarily re-enter the world in the form of the body of a yang god.

Although it can only last for a few moments, it is already precious for those who are alive.

When her husband Ling Pu saw the voice of his deceased wife, he couldn't help but cry on the spot, and he couldn't stop crying.

On the other side, the long-haired old man in a green shirt, Yu Youcong, looked at the woman he had admired for thirty or forty years, with the most youthful and beautiful young appearance in the world, he couldn't bear it anymore, tears burst out of his eyes, and in a short time, he was already like Ling Pu, flowing all over the whole old face!

The height of the Dharma Phantom Body is one foot taller, so much so that it is much larger than the real body of the entity.

Yao Ying, who was condensed by red true qi, put her hands on the shoulders of Aiko Ling Zhen, with a gentle smile on her face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, standing behind the young and rao body in the green robe.

Like a patron deity.

Just like all the beautiful mothers in the world, they treat their toddlers like their toddlers, and take care of them, for fear that the delicate and tender children will accidentally fall to the ground if they accidentally bump into them.

The young appearance of the gaseous "Yao Ying", opened his mouth softly, and said to the old man in a green shirt: "Cong, for the sake of our friendship for so many years, please don't embarrass my husband, I beg you." ”

Yu Youcong's face was sad and sad, tears poured out like a spring, frowning, trying to cry less, but it was difficult to do.

He originally thought that he had cried on the cliff for seven days, and he had howled all the tears that he had cried all his life, but now, when he saw the voice and smile of Sakura in his memory, he still couldn't hold back, and the tears trickled down again, and his cheeks were soaked.

Cong.

Yu Youcong remembered the past forty years ago.

At that time, he was still called "Wang Zong" by the people of the academy, and he was still a weak scholar who had never practiced even a sword.

His real name is Wang Zong, who was chased and killed, and in order to survive, he had to jump into a lake called "Yuyou".

The enemy is bent on killing them all, cutting grass and vowing to eradicate the roots, so they chase after them relentlessly.

Even if Wang Zong took the initiative to jump into the Yuyou Lake, they still continued to deliver ruthless tricks, and the killing intent stirred the surface of the lake, wanting to make the scholar surnamed Wang completely buried in the lake!

If Yao Ying hadn't made a timely move that day, there would have been no Sword God Yu Youcong today.

In fact, when it comes to the time of meeting, it is Yu Youcong, that is, Wang Zong at that time, who met Yao Ying, who came to Hanlanzhou for the first time before Ling Pu.

But the luck is not good, the creation makes people, and the fate is not at home, so it can only be fate without a part!

After abandoning the book and changing to practice swords, the scholar who changed the name of Wang Zong to "Yu Youcong", when he had the natal sword and became a sword cultivator, he finally had the opportunity to see his former life-saving benefactor Yao Ying again.

At that time, Yao Ying, the sword immortal of the past, had changed, and became the wife of the owner of the Shenshan Villa, the only wife of Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan Domain.

She no longer fights with swords, but chooses to teach her husband and children at home, and be a good mother and wife for the Ling family.

It was also that one, Yu Youcong's heartfelt hatred for Ling Pu, and he formed a deep "mortal enmity" with him because of emotional injury, if he hadn't taken care of his sweetheart Sakura, he was afraid that he would have already picked up the mountain villa with a sword and asked the owner of Ling Zhuang for a sword.

That fight has dragged on until now.

But in the end, it still didn't work.

After more than 30 years of depression, it should have been a good time to breathe turbidity, but Yu Youcong was completely soft-hearted because of Yao Ying's sentence to herself, "Forget me, I beg you", and he no longer wanted to lift a sword to kill.

If it was just Ling Pu, a Wang Saddle who killed a thousand knives, it would not be too much to slaughter ten hundred, the more the merrier.

But he is very affectionate.

Until death, I don't want Yao Ying, a woman I love so much, that I have even the slightest sadness.

Since it was Ying'er who begged for words, even if she cut thousands of cuts, going up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, Yu Youcong would not even blink her eyes!

After crying a lot, the Sword God Fish Youcong gave up asking about the battle of the Sword God Villa, Youyou sighed, and said in a deep voice to the man Yao Ying's favorite before his death: "Ling Pu, you owe the old man a life, remember." ”

finished, the white-haired and blue-shirted man put the blue sword Dayu in his hand back and inserted it back into the scabbard hanging on his back as Zheng

The edge converged, and he didn't intend to make a sword again.

At this time, Yao Ying's remaining soul and sword intent all dissipated and could no longer be gathered.

Ling Zhen, a young man in a green robe hovering in the air, tried his best to fish out those gas machines with his hands, but in vain, he shouted his mother over and over again, but above, there was no more response.

Ling Xiaoxiao quickly swept to the side of the ninth brother, stretched out an arm, hugged her younger brother who was crying silently, and tried to comfort her in a low voice, but she couldn't go down with only a few words, she could only cry silently, accompanied by Ling Zhen, who was no less painful than herself.

Yu Youcong raised his head, looked at the curtain where Yao Ying's soul was no longer alive, and then glanced at the pair of Ling family sisters and brothers who were hugging and crying together, the old man in green shirt sighed and shook his head, and then said to Ling Pu: "Actually, it stands to reason, even if you don't ask for the sword anymore, you should beat you up...... It's a pity, if the old man doesn't use swordsmanship, he won't be able to beat you, a bullshit vassal king! ”

Ling Pu snorted lightly and said indifferently: "If you really want to beat me now, I won't fight back." ”

Yu Youcong's eyes lit up, glaring at King Ling Dafan, and his voice exclaimed in a heartfelt and excited voice: "Is this true?!" ”

Ling Pu raised his eyebrows, spread his arms, revealing his broad chest, and said two words very rashly: "Whatever you want." ”

Yu Youcong, who was in a green shirt with a sword on his back, grinned and shouted: "Okay, this is yours!" ”

Suddenly, the old sword god clenched his fist in his right hand, his figure flashed sharply, and he rushed towards the "martial god" Ling Pu who was dressed in linen.

He gave up using his sword to kill the Terran Martial God surnamed Ling.

turned to use two fists to beat Ling Pu, the culprit who had made him miserable for half his life and lonely all his life.

Seeing the arrival of the Ci situation, Duanmu Ding, Xian Hao and Lu Yi were all in unison, and they sacrificed the Dao power spell together, and used their magical powers in this space.

The call of the gods, the talisman of the talisman, the knot of the array.

It is necessary to prevent the Yu Youcong, who gave up his sword and fists like crazy, and caused too much damage to the buildings of the villa in the process of unilaterally beating Ling Pu.

Ying Chun, a white tiger-skinned old man with two swords, turned into a huge cloud of snow-white true qi, enveloping the Ling family's sister and brother, protecting Ling Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao from the aftermath.

With Ying as his surname, the white-haired old man, who was as black and thin as pig iron, looked at Ling Pu who was in the middle of the formation, and really didn't fight back, just blindly punched Ling Pu with Yu Youcong, and the legless old man's expression was extremely complicated, and even he couldn't describe it clearly.

To be honest, Yingchun's mood at this moment is really a little ...... Joyfully?

I even want to give a thumbs up and praise, well played!

Or don't you think it's too big to watch the excitement, do you want to add me to one?

After looking at it for a while, he observed that Yu Youcong's strength in smashing Ling Pu's body with his fist had decreased significantly, and his moves became more and more restrained, Ying Chun couldn't help but smile slightly, brushed his beard with one hand, and said to himself: "This matter is finally over." ”

The old man with the white tiger skin on his shoulders suddenly remembered his past, his face showed a sad expression, and he shook his head and muttered: "All the absurdities in the world, a handful of love and hatred bitter tears." Everyone in the world laughs and has a lover, who understands the thousands of flavors? ”