Liu Zhengfeng thought that he would not be spared today, he originally planned to die to reward his confidant, but he didn't want the form of the lobby to change, and the world was turned upside down in an instant, and he actually became a spectator.

The Songshan faction was forced to let go of themselves by the Huashan faction, and escaped death, and was inexplicably moved in his heart, and after listening to Ding Mian's words, he didn't look at him, walked to the Huashan faction's table, and took a long look.

"Huashan faction is high-minded, Liu Zhengfeng remembers it. Although Zhengfeng has washed his hands and left the rivers and lakes, he still has some strength, and there are a few disciples who have not yet made it. ”

The heroes inside and outside the hall couldn't help but be speechless!

Liu Zhengfeng is also ruthless!

This is to take refuge in the Huashan faction, aren't you afraid that the head of Mo Da will shoot him to death?

Everyone in the Huashan faction hurriedly got up to return the salute, Lin Yihua said: "Uncle Liu doesn't need to be polite, I have been waiting for a long time to admire Uncle Liu's high style and bright festival, and his temperament is elegant, I really don't believe that Uncle Liu will collude with the Demon Sect and kill the righteous people in the rivers and lakes, I think it is a misunderstanding to come to the Songshan Sect." ”

Liu Zhengfeng nodded to Linghu Yichong and the others with a smile, turned to Ding Mian and said: "Come to my house today, the people who participated in my golden basin handwashing ceremony are all my friends, although I wash my hands and don't ask about the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes, but in my house, no one is allowed to bully my friends, Songshan sent Ding Daxia, if you insist on embarrassing Brother Linghu, I will have Liu." ”

Ding Yi stood up and said hurriedly: "Why is this, why is this, our Wuyue Sword Sect has been in the same breath, supporting each other and helping each other for more than a hundred years, how can we do such a thing as a family member who is happy with his enemies?"

"Linghu nephew, quickly say a humble word to Uncle Ding, Uncle Ding is generous, and I won't care about your little rudeness. ”

Ding Mian stretched out his hand to stop and said: "Senior Sister Dingyi doesn't need to persuade her, it's just a matter of learning from Linghu Shaoxia, Huashan swordsmanship is famous all over the world, but it's a pity that I haven't seen it for a long time, so I just take this opportunity to ask for advice." ”

In and out of the words, it is necessary to teach Linghu Yichong a lesson.

Lin Yihua said with a smile: "Since Senior Uncle Ding is willing to instruct my Huashan disciple in swordsmanship, I can't wait for it, but I have made Senior Brother Fox recover from his new injury, but it is inconvenient to do it, so it is better for my nephew to ask Uncle Shi for advice." ”

Ding Mian was embarrassed: "Master Lin's nephew is noble, but Ding is not good at doing it with you, in case the shot is not serious, it hurts Master Lin's nephew, but it hinders the harmony between you and me." ”

"I see Linghu Shaoxia drinking and having fun, and even if he has been injured, he has already been fine, so he still has to learn from Linghu Shaoxia to let go of his hands and feet. ”

Ding Mian is over fifty years old, and he is at the peak of his internal strength, at least two rounds older than Linghu Yichong, but he doesn't care about his face, and he stares at Linghu Yichong.

Linghu Yichong said with a smile: "Senior brother don't worry, senior brother has long admired the name of Songshan Divine Sword, and he also has the heart to ask for advice." ”

He said to Liu Zhengfeng again: "Thank you Uncle Liu for your maintenance, it's just a martial arts competition, and Uncle Liu doesn't have to be difficult." ”

All the heroes in the hall secretly spoke, this Huashan sect disciple is a little arrogant!

Tota hand Ding Mian, who is the head of the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan faction, has a great reputation, superb martial arts, has been famous in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, and has participated in many wars with the Demon Sect, and his strength is strong, and he is also the top three in the Songshan faction.

But this young disciple of the Huashan Sect is only twenty-five or sixteen years old, he has just retired from his youth, and his muscles and bones are not stable, how can he compare with an old first-class master like Ding Mian.

The partiality is arrogant, and he refuses to bow his head at all, it seems that he is going to be taught by the Songshan faction to be a man!

Ding Mian snorted: "I didn't learn the Songshan Divine Sword, I only practiced some palm exercises, so I'm afraid that the fox young man will be disappointed." ”

Linghu Yi Chong was embarrassed: "I have only learned two Huashan swordsmanship, and I haven't had time to learn fist and foot kung fu. ”

Ding Mian smiled angrily: "My kung fu is in the palm of these hands, if you beat me, my skills are not as good as others, the heroes of the rivers and lakes should laugh at me, praise Ling Fox Shaoxia's strong swordsmanship!"

was already furious in his heart, and thousands of means flashed in his mind to beat Ling Hu Yichong into a waste.

Linghu Yichong suddenly realized: "That's good, the sword has no eyes, Ding Daxia be careful." ”

Tianmen Dingyi and the others all frowned secretly, how could this Huashan disciple be so arrogant, and the style of a humble gentleman in charge of Yue Buqun, but it was completely different, looking at Cong Buqi, but seeing Cong Buqi and the others, they looked relaxed, as if they didn't care.

Linghu Yichong Shi Ran came to the center of the hall, his expression slowly converged, and he gave a sword salute to Ding Mian, Ding Mian snorted, his hands were wrong, and he stared at Linghu Yichong coldly.

Liu Zhengfeng tried to persuade him several times, but to no avail, he had to command the disciples to empty the hall, and the disciples of the Songshan faction let Liu Zhengfeng's family go, and they all stared at Ling Hu Yichong fiercely.

Xiang Danian hurriedly commanded the junior brothers, protected the junior mother, junior brothers and sisters, retreated to the side of the lobby, and glared fiercely at the disciples of the Songshan faction.

Since you are going to fight, you are welcome, knowing that Ding Mian wants face, he refuses to make the first move, so Hu Yi rushes to stab with his sword.

Ding Mian waited for the sword to get closer, stretched out his palm and patted it, the palm was swift and exquisite, and the last hair came first, slapping the long sword that Ling Hu Yi rushed out, his body flashed, and he stepped up, and a palm roared towards Ling Hu Yi Chong's heart.

Linghu Yichong's right hand was pulled back, and the long sword slashed horizontally in front of him, instantly cutting Ding Mian's wrist, and Ding Mian's palm seemed to crash into Linghu Yichong's long sword.

Ding Mian bent his elbow and withdrew his palm, clenched his fist and struck at Linghu Yichong's sword.

The long sword in Ling Hu Yichong's hand trembled slightly, his body stepped back and leaned back, unloading Ding Mian's fist power, his right arm was raised high, and he slashed down with a sword.

Before the sword reached his body, the fierce sword wind had already pierced Ding Mian's cold hair standing up.

Ding Mian took a diagonal step, avoided the blade of the sword, and took a leap to bully the inner line that made the fox easy to rush.

Ding Mian is burly, but his feet are extremely light, and he is extremely fast between cutting steps, and he is about to invade the inner line of Ling Hu Yi Chong in the blink of an eye.

I didn't want the long sword to be implemented yet, so I suddenly provoked it and instantly pointed at Ding Mian's heart.

Ding Mian took a deep breath, his body suddenly turned to the side, narrowly avoiding the blade of the sword, pressing his right palm on the sword, and slapping his left palm towards Linghu Yichong's face.

These styles are as quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, and the two sides have fought several times in a row in the blink of an eye.

Ding Mian showed exquisite fist and palm attainments, so that Hu Yichong also showed superb swordsmanship, everyone was amazed, and they all thought that the two were going to have a dragon fight.

I don't want to blink of an eye, Linghu Yichong's long sword was suppressed outside, the opponent has already attacked the inner line, and the lone side of his left hand can't be rescued, and if he wants not to be hit by Ding Mian, he can only abandon the back side of the sword.

But just now Linghu Yichong said to himself, his fist and foot skills are extremely poor, even if he thinks about it, his attainments in the palm of his fist are not as good as Ding Mian, and this abandonment of the sword is a definite defeat.

The people of the Huashan faction did not expect it, but after a few rounds, Ling Hu Yichong was forced into a desperate situation, and they couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

The Thirteen Taibao of Songshan are all strong in martial arts, and they are worthy of their reputation!

Just when everyone thought that Linghu Yichong would abandon his sword and retreat and find another strategy, Linghu Yichong also showed his strong fighting instincts.

I saw that Linghu Yichong seemed to be knocked down by Ding Mian's palm, his waist was as if he was broken, and he fell down first along the trajectory of Ding Mian's palm, but his right hand pulled the long sword, twisted it ninety degrees, and cut it around Ding Mian's chest and abdomen.

Ding Mian turned sideways at Linghu Yichong, one palm in the chest, one palm attacked, as Linghu Yichong fell, the lower part of the left rib was completely exposed, the Huashan long sword was extremely tough, and it was still continuous after being twisted ninety degrees, and the sharp blade instantly cut through Ding Mian's left rib clothes, and it was the end of disembowelment.

"Be careful!"

Fei Bin and Lu Bai were startled and reminded loudly.

Ding Mian screamed, pushed his right palm outward, and his body quickly turned left, going outward, and he was about to get out of the range of the long sword.

Linghu Yichong supported the ground with his left hand, stretched out his right arm, flicked his wrist, and the long sword rebounded instantly after being suppressed, and the tip of the sword cut into Ding Mian's lower abdomen.

Ding Mian saw it clearly, took a sharp breath while spinning, his lower abdomen instantly recessed, and the tip of the sword flicked through, cutting through Ding Mian's clothes, and drawing a thin line of blood in his lower abdomen.

There was a "hissing" inhalation sound inside and outside the hall, and in these few moments, the advantages and disadvantages of the two people in the field were reversed several times in an instant, and everyone was frightened.

Linghu Yichong reacted very quickly, a sword could not be completed, the tip of the sword hit the ground in an instant, with a slight click, the body that fell down was suspended in the air, and with a kick under his feet, he jumped up quickly, and the long sword instantly stabbed out, pointing at Ding Mian who was spinning outward.

Ding Mian had already turned more than half a circle, just with his back to Ling Hu Yi Chong, he heard the sound of the long sword breaking through the air behind him, he knew that it was not good, he kicked hard under his feet, his body rushed forward, and his right foot suddenly kicked back, kicking Ling Hu Yi Chong's wrist from bottom to top.

Linghu Yichong's long sword was only three inches away from Ding Mian, but it was too late, so he had to block it with a horizontal sword.

Ding Mian's kick was extremely powerful, so that Hu Yichong's body was forced to stop, and he stood firm.

Ding Mian continued to rush forward, his body was already parallel to the ground, his right hand was propped up on the ground, and he turned his body and stood up, facing Ling Hu Yichong.