Yuan Feng's words seemed to be very pertinent, but they were secretly mysterious, but when Lord Gong heard him say this, he was not worried, but his hands were folded and clenched to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and his voice became a little hoarse: "Mr. Yuan is modest, you are one of the rare grandmasters in the world, and if Mr. Yuan can't do what I entrusted, it can only be said that it is providence." ”

Yuan Feng didn't answer, just quietly looked at Lord Gong with those eyes, with a bit of pride in his eyes, but at the same time he was not overly ostentatious.

He has always been a pragmatic person, with a calm temperament and does not like to talk much, and it is extremely rare to be able to explain so much to others today, but I don't know if it is because of what he is going to do next, which makes him a little nervous and excited.

Master Gong naturally didn't understand, in his opinion, just an old boat gang, how could He De make a master like Yuan Feng nervous?

In order to invite Yuan Feng, the great god, he spent a huge price and gave away the folding fan that he had treasured for many years and was inscribed by everyone as a gift.

Yuan Feng didn't say anything more, but suddenly showed a smile: "In this case, lead the way." ”

The duel in the ring was fierce, and the continuous explosion of crisp sounds marked the collision of the two siblings again and again, and the flying pieces of bamboo were like sharp knives, but they fell to the ground in despair because they could not penetrate the copper skin and iron bones of the two.

During this period, there was a sonorous sound of the battle of blades, and if the time were to be moved to night, I am afraid that all the spectators would be able to see the sparks constantly lit up between the two.

After about a quarter of an hour of fighting, Qin Ke flew back upside down again, but it was only a flip, and he fell back into the ring steadily, only to shake the countless splashes next to the bamboo row.

On the surface, he is still personable, and even the appearance of falling to the ground has touched the heartstrings of many girls who are leaning on the railing to watch, but after taking a few breaths, he lowered his head and glanced at the long sword, and found that there were no more gaps on it.

This is something that Luo Hong gave him, although it is not a divine weapon, but it is enough to be collected for hundreds of years in the family, but now it seems that even if he can win this battle, this sword has become broken copper and iron, and it is no longer usable.

On the other hand, Long Jin, because the spear in his hand was much thicker, even if there were a few more cuts on it, it would not hurt.

Bodhisattva sword.

I hope it's a bodhisattva sword in my hand!

Qin Ke thought so, shook his head with a wry smile, and eliminated those distracting thoughts, then swung his sword to the side again, sinking his knees, as if he would attack at any time.

Long Jin, who was still as steady as a mountain on the opposite side, laughed and said: "Okay, happy, I haven't seen a young man like you for a long time, it seems that there are talents in the Jiangshan generation, and this Jing Wu will be more interesting in the future." ”

Qin Ke didn't explain that he didn't belong to Jing Wu, but was silent and began to seek the flaws in Long Jin.

In this battle, he really didn't plan to win, but when he met an opponent like Long Jin, he naturally couldn't end it hastily.

The continuous fighting has made him know that Longjin is by no means as simple as a simple person in the rivers and lakes, what bursts out of him is the iron and blood of the military, every move and style is like the essence of condensation, I don't know how many people are in different places during the period, and how many people's souls are difficult to return to their homeland.

Although Qin Ke's journey to the Mo family can be regarded as a battle, and the number of people killed by his subordinates has already been countless, compared with such old-timers, he still lacks an indomitable determination.

The Seven Advances Sword is about moving forward.

But Qin Ke knew very well that he was always missing a piece, even if he could kill and dare to kill, it did not mean that he had cultivated the heart of killing decisively.

Thinking of this, Qin Ke raised his long sword, and the tip of the sword gradually connected with Long Jin's head, and a point on the tip of the sword lit up with a harsh white light under the sunlight.

Almost in the moment of inhaling and exhaling, he had already found himself in front of Long Jin, the fragrance of spring grass was heard in the air, and in the distance was the wind whistling, and the rumbling sound was hidden in the clouds, like a giant dragon awakened.

And the moment it poked its head out and opened its eyes, it opened its mouth to reveal thunder!

Seven into the sword, the fifth into the stunning.

For the first time, this move was exerted to the extreme in Qin Ke's hands, spanning a distance of several zhang, but it seemed to shake the Quartet in the blink of an eye.

In the face of such a terrifying sword, even Long Jin had to be vigilant, and even he didn't notice it, his eyes narrowed into a slit, as if he wanted to do his best to see the trajectory of this sword.

But he failed, because the sword had no trajectory at all, and it seemed like there were tracks everywhere.

This is probably the original intention of the stinging sword, the whistling sound like rolling thunder is just an external appearance, and unpredictable changes are the essence of this sword.

The spring thunder in the stinging season inherits the providence of God, and rain and dew fall in all directions, moisturizing all directions, and giving all things growth, there is no trajectory.

Because providence is unpredictable.

When he was in the Mo family, Qin Ke once used this sword on Zeng Yu, but unfortunately because the realm was not enough, he was finally intercepted by Zeng Yu with a straight sword, but if it was replaced today, Qin Ke thought that his sword was no longer something that Zeng Yu could deal with.

Long Jin was amazed in his heart, although he could only say that the afterlife was terrifying, and in his relief, he immediately gave up the practice of predicting this sword.

But not predicting doesn't mean he's going to sit still.

Instead, his right hand was raised to the middle of the spear, and his eyes suddenly widened with rage!

Since you can't predict it, then you don't have to predict it, even if you are the thunder in the spring, I will scatter all your dark clouds.

"Okay!" Yuan Feng stood in the crowd and suddenly exclaimed.

Compared to him, Master Gong seemed a little dazed, because his cultivation couldn't see what was happening at the moment when Qin Ke and Long Jin came into contact, but his ears were full of sharp friction and collision sounds, which made him frown.

The victory and defeat were split in an instant, Qin Ke knew that he had lost, if it weren't for the mercy of Long Jin's men, I was afraid that the spear would pierce his chest in an instant.

However, he didn't have too many frustrations, because this was the best ending, even if he was confident that if he used the means of pressing the bottom of the box, such as thunder and lightning, he would definitely be able to defeat Long Jin in one fell swoop, but then he would deviate from his original purpose.

And against the person in front of him, he would never use that kind of means.

At the last moment of contact between the two, Long Jin and Qin Ke had a brief interlacing, and it was in this interlacing that no one could see clearly, that Long Jin smiled in his ear and said: "Lord Youlang Zhong is really a young talent." ”

In the entire Nanyang, there are not many people who really know that he has come to Nanyang, Gao Changgong will not leak the secret, Luo Fengyan doesn't care about this secret at all, then there is only one possibility: Longjin himself is also a member of the school government!

Qin Ke looked deeply at the half-old old boat gang leader in front of him, the shock in his heart lingered for a long time, but he also had a clear understanding of many things.

Many people know that Longjin used to be a member of the Jingchu Gang, but after the establishment of Jingwu, except for leading the righteous army north to fight against the Tang army, he never entered the temple to eat Yulu.

Some people speculate that he is not valued, and some people speculate that he does not like the complexity of temple affairs, but no one has arrived, it turns out that this person has never left the Jingchu Gang, or in other words, has never left Zhuge Wanling's command.

"I lost. Qin Ke respectfully bowed his hand, and had a deep admiration for this old spy who had concealed his identity for many years, after all, as long as he wanted to, it was enough to enter the temple and enjoy the high-ranking officials, but he was able to give up those things for the sake of Zhuge Wanling, and was willing to live in Nanyang, which shows his loyalty.

Long Jin also smiled and bowed his hand, and the two made a final farewell with the etiquette of Jianghu people, and this scene of sympathy for each other also aroused the cheers of many spectators.

"Since Little Brother Qin has done his duty, he might as well be a spectator for a while. Long Jin smiled and said, "If there is any change in the ring, you can sit and watch the clouds rise, and you don't have to do it yourself." ”

What does it mean? Qin Ke always felt that Long Jin's words had a different meaning, as if he was admonishing himself, no matter what happened for a while, don't do it?

He wanted to ask again, but in front of everyone's eyes, he could only refrain from jumping onto the shore.