Although he is young, he is high-spirited and high-spirited, and he will be a famous man in the future. Shen Lang is a strong pair of extremes from the other world, a peerless powerhouse who has stepped into the realm of heaven and man. Ding Xiu, a fateful battle from another life, broke out in Yan!

"Boom"

The cold tide was surging, sweeping in all directions, and he saw Shen Lang flipping the sword edge, the three-foot Qingfeng was vertical and horizontal, and under the catalysis of the Shen family's unique internal strength, the deep sea Qi Tie passed the cold of the forest, turned into a torrent and roared, and went straight to Ding Xiu, its momentum is like a river flowing into the sea in the east, mighty and unstoppable!

"Zheng"

Sharp sword intent, rushing into the sky, Ding Xiu, who is holding the Qingguang sword, has a profound and mysterious swordsmanship, and has already reached a realm that is difficult for ordinary people to guess, the sword intent is awe-inspiring, spreading out layer by layer, splashing into a sword curtain, and easily blocking the angry sword flow from Shen Lang.

Shen Lang is very helpless now, really helpless!

According to the consistent routine of martial arts, the protagonist usually starts from the general cannon fodder, step by step, slowly fights monsters and upgrades, and then faces the top boss in the martial arts, but he never imagined that he would meet a traverser who is uneasy and unreasonable!

Perhaps, the current Ding Xiu, in the heavens and all worlds, is not an invincible and invincible powerhouse, but at the moment, in such a martial arts world, he can definitely be regarded as a god-like existence.

Knowing that the opponent's martial arts and swordsmanship were unfathomable, Shen Lang's expression on his face was still calm, because he knew very well that Ding Xiu intended to compete with swords, not to kill, so he would not easily kill himself, and this was his opportunity.

After a long tea time, the old man with a long figure sighed and said, "You and I have worked hard for several years and spent hundreds of people, and this is all we have found, I hope." At this point, he coughed lightly and remained silent, his brows even more worried than before.

At this moment, Shen Lang's body was a little embarrassed, especially on his shoulder, a bloody wound was very conspicuous, although it did not hurt his roots, but the victory or loss of this sword competition was already clear.

The moment the words fell, I saw the three-foot Qingfeng sword body in his hand tremble, the sword momentum became more and more fierce and fast, the sword intent was pervasive, and the sword qi rushed back and forth, forming a huge torrent, powerful and powerful, and then breaking the limit.

Surprised to see Shen Lang's sword on the masterpiece, powerful and powerful, shaking people's hearts, although Shen Lang is limited to young, his internal cultivation is insufficient, and he can't exert his full power, but it is enough to surprise people, even Ding Xiu, and he can't help but raise his eyebrows: "Really worthy of being a swordsman who will move the world in the future?" Ha! That's what you do! Drink ~~~~"

"Enough!"

The bearded old man muttered, "I'm just asking him."

Outside the field, Liu Yuru, Xu Ruoyu and others stood quietly outside the field, putting aside all distractions and paying close attention to the already fierce sword fight in the field.

The greater the pressure, the more potential can be stimulated, in the face of Ding Xiu, who is like an unshakable mountain, Shen Lang is more and more frightened, but he also surges his sword intent more and more, the divine light in his eyes bursts, his clothes move without wind, and his sharply turned figure soared into the sky, and in an instant, a full ten figures were derived.

"One sword light cold nineteen states!"

Seeing this, the bearded old man was frightened, and a pan head flipped in, although he was tall, his body was light and dexterous, but Rao was he dodged quickly, and his front chest was still hooked and a big hole was broken.

Ten sword lights!

As soon as he saw the comer, the old man couldn't help but ask, "Why did you come in such a hurry, but what happened in front of you?" ”

"Huh?!"

"Hmm~~~~"

Three old men sat around the sickbed, there was a stack of account books piled up on the low table at the head of the couch, and there were dozens of belts of different colors and materials.

One person has a thin and sallow face, sitting on the couch, lingering on the sickbed for a long time, and the other person has a long body and a jade body, a calm bearing, eyebrows oblique flying sideburns, eyes are full of energy, a pair of palms, is as white as jade, although he is old at this moment, but when he was a teenager, he must be a handsome man.

"Zheng"

When Shen Lang heard this, he refused without hesitation: "Although I am very grateful for the praise of the honorable driver, but the matter of apprenticeship, the junior only has three words to respond, that is. No way! ”

As the only son of Shen Tianjun, the king of Kyushu, at a young age, he has practiced a martial arts that is almost invincible in the world, Shen Lang is naturally a somewhat arrogant person, but at this moment, he also has to admire Ding Xiu's superb martial arts and swordsmanship, and he has indeed reached the peak of the realm.

The elder elder said: "No one knows his name and surname, and no one knows the depth of his martial arts, but in the past year, he has sent seven corpses, and the seven of them are all thieves who have been rewarded by us for many years, but have not been caught, not only do many evils, but also fierce and treacherous, and their martial arts are quite high, and no one knows how this young man killed them." ”

"For a moment, the shadow!!"

"The martial arts swordsmanship of the respected driver is really unfathomable, and the younger generation admires it!"

Although, compared with Ding Xiu, Shen Lang does have a big gap in internal cultivation, but the swordsmanship he showed is very extraordinary, and his attainments are profound, as if he is not under the world's first-class top swordsmen, even against Ding Xiu, for a while, he is not even weak.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Leng San suddenly waved a hook, the wind was strong, the momentum was fast, and before the hook arrived, there was already a cold air pressing people.

The sick old man asked, "Who?" ”

"Ahh

"Alas"

The elder man said: "Every time he comes, he will never speak more than ten words, and when he asks his name, he will not answer, but just shake his head with a smile." ”

"Drink ~~~~"

Before the voice fell, he rolled up his sleeves and was ready to move, but fortunately, at this moment, the eldest old man floated up, blocked between the two of him in time, and shouted: "Third brother, are you childish again?" ”

With a deep shout, he forced the extreme Shen Lang, and the trick appeared, and in an instant, the cold light all around his body was shining, the cold current was surging, and a strong and ferocious force, like a storm of sword blades, surrounded on all sides, and attacked Ding Xiu.

With a long shout, between the flips of his hand, the three-foot Qingfeng sword rushed forward, each sword was fast to the extreme, and each sword went straight to the flaw in Ding Xiu's defense, the sword aura was clear, and it was extremely cold to the bone, making people feel as if they had fallen into the deep sea.

The elder elder said: "There is no need to ask, the two sword intents that burst out just now, one is the master surnamed Ding in Leng Sankou, and the other is expected to be that strange young man." ”

In the fierce battle, after appreciating the extraordinary swordsmanship shown by Shen Lang, Ding Xiu opened his mouth to reply, and between his words, he was full of heartfelt praise: "If you are willing to let go of the burden on your body, worship Ding as a teacher, and I will be carefully taught, I believe that in less than a year and a half, you will be able to make progress and reach a higher level." ”

The bearded old man laughed and said: "Big brother, don't blame, I'm just playing with him, anyway, he can't beat me, Leng San, you can beat me, you have a kind." ”

"Hmm~~~~"

The elder old man smiled slightly, and said: "In the past ten years, the seven most famous masters in the martial arts have been waiting in the front hall at this moment, these seven people's martial arts, if they can really be as famous as them, and the seven people join forces, there is hope for success in this matter, I am afraid that they will not let each other become famous as young people, and they will not be able to work together."

Sword style, sword intent, sword qi, as time passed, slowly improved, began to reach a new height, the blue light sword in his hand, although it was not unsheathed, but it had bloomed with endless divine light, constantly colliding with the three-foot Qingfeng in Shen Lang's hand.

The bearded old man was really slapped by him and flew straight out, "banging" against the wall, but instantly turned over and stood up, and the thick stone wall was almost cracked by him, but the others were unharmed, and scolded himself angrily: "What a bastard, are you really fighting?" ”

But before anyone could reply, next to him, the bearded old man had already taken the lead and said, "Isn't this an obvious thing, do you still need to ask?" Let me. As he spoke, he hurriedly asked the person who came, "Leng San, who is fighting outside?" ”

Hearing this, seeing this, the sick old man on the couch immediately smiled and said: "Such a harvest is not a small one, anyway, I will do it with all my heart, and things will always succeed one day." ”

Leng San replied coldly: "People! ”

"That's what Big Brother said!"

People to people!

Swords and swords!

The strongest confrontation, the frenzied sword flow, instantly rolled into a huge pillar of wind, rising from the ground, in the wind, full of piercing sound of gold and iron, sonorous endlessly, sparks splashed, energy swept, in the blink of an eye, the huge courtyard, the wall collapsed, the grass and trees were destroyed, and it had been reduced to a ruin remnant!

There was a sudden shock, and suddenly, the rapidly swirling wind pillar suddenly stopped, and then, accompanied by a "sonorous" loud sound, the huge wind pillar, "boom" burst, and then, the two figures, from the burst wind pillar each dragged a sword light of different colors to collapse backwards!

In addition, there is also a person with a mighty figure, beard like a halberd, a pair of ringed eyes, looking forward to self-pride, but still open the front chest and placket under the cold, if it is not for the white hair, where does he look like an old man?

And Ding Xiu, although he uses a knife, his swordsmanship cultivation can also be called the pinnacle, even though Shen Lang's swordsmanship has been superb, he is still at ease.

"Hah!"

With a deep groan, Ding Xiu didn't dare to be careless, flipped the blue light sword in his palm, and suddenly, a sharp sword intent broke through the sky, and the hazy smoke spread wantonly, blessing the sword light, the sword qi was vast, covering the sky and the sun, with endless momentum, the sword qi torrent spilled out by He Chong's three-foot Qingfeng.

"Leng San!"

"Really?"

Indeed, as Shen Lang thought in his heart, Ding Xiu's intention was to compete in martial arts, just like in the previous world, he forcibly pushed Ziyi Hou to break through with huge pressure, and now, he wanted to use the same method to force Shen Lang to break through, so during the battle, he had been on the defensive, but as Shen Lang continued to advance the sword, he also had to be distracted.

The old man with a long body held a pen in one hand and opened the paper scroll with the other hand, and copied the words on the paper scroll, and the words on each paper scroll were only a few lines, and no one knew what was written on it, only to see the three old men with heavy faces and frowns.

Although he had expected it in his heart as early as the beginning, after a hard battle, seeing that this was the case, Shen Lang couldn't help but sigh in his mouth: "I lost this battle."

The sick old man frowned and said, "He has been here seven times, and you still don't know anything about him?" ”

The bearded old man was stunned when he heard this, and then reacted, and couldn't help laughing and scolding: "I know it's a human, isn't it a human being, or a weasel?" You son of a bitch, can't you say one more word?"

Leng San's face was blank, he ignored him, walked straight to the couch, and said: "The person who came is a master surnamed Ding" As he spoke, he suddenly turned around and slapped the bearded old man's shoulder, he used his palm without hooking, just because the palm was silent.

"Alas"

The three-foot Qingfeng returned with the most violent roar, and even on the sheath of the sword body, between the cold air rising, it also showed extraordinary spirituality, the sword never lost, but it was a pity. But people lose!

Surrounded by Shen Lang, with different posture angles, slashing out at the same time in ten directions, the criss-crossing sword light directly enveloped the entire sky.

Fortunately, after Leng San made a move, he didn't attack, and the bearded old man scolded angrily: "What a bastard, I did it again, if I hide slowly, I have to be torn in half by you, you dog"

Just as the curtain came down on this battle, a one-armed man in black, without saying a word, turned his head and headed towards the inner courtyard.

Bend the hall, and then walk the corridor, it is a heavy courtyard again, the courtyard is silent, the doors and windows of the flower hall are closed, but there is a faint fragrance of medicine throughout, after a while, a boy with a drooping hair carries a medicine jar to open the door and walk out, only to see, there are three white-haired old people in the house.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the old man on the sickbed say softly: "Third brother, stop talking, you don't know Leng San's temper, you want to scold him, aren't you looking for a fight?" ”

The bearded old man next to him slapped his palms and echoed loudly: "That guy is just one person, can he still eat all of our brothers?" ”

Suddenly, an infinite sword momentum rose from Ding Xiu's body, disturbing the wind and clouds in the sky, the instantaneous figure, the instantaneous sword light, bright as a rainbow, piercing the void, and without showing weakness, the strongest trick that Shen Lang had painstakingly practiced.

"Hah!"

"The young man's swordsmanship is also very good!"

Ding Xiu was dressed in black, there was no dust on his body, the light of the blue light sword in his palm bloomed, and the trembling sword body seemed to want to snatch the sheath out, and he couldn't help but let out a high and long roar like a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar, which seemed very excited.

Ten figures!

At this moment, there was a sudden shock, and the vision had come from the front yard, and the three people in the room were all alarmed, and they hurriedly pushed the door out, and saw a one-armed man in black rushing towards them.

"Zheng"

The bearded old man laughed and said, "This cow's temper is somewhat similar to Leng San's, but at least people still have a smile on their faces, unlike Leng San's dead face." ”

Leng San's eyes flickered, and the bearded old man laughed and jumped three steps away, even the sick old man couldn't help laughing, and said again after a while: "Since this is the case, then why are you so sure that the person who fought with the surname Ding is him?" ”

(End of chapter)