Lin Yihua snorted, waved his right hand with a calm face, and shouted, "Take them all down!"

Everyone in the Huashan Sect cheered, avoided the two people who were fighting fiercely in the center of the courtyard, and pounced on the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect.

Not to be outdone, the disciples of the Qingcheng faction drew their long swords one after another, and fought with the Huashan faction, the courtyard was narrow, and it was not easy to show, and both sides consciously jumped to the spacious place outside the courtyard and fought one-on-one.

Only one Lin Yihua was left, standing next to the courtyard, rushing through the formation for Linghu Yi.

Lin Yizhi saw Fang Renzhi early, and hated this bastard who had entered his own dart game twice in a row, jumped over, pointed his long sword, and stabbed it.

Fang Renzhi naturally knew that this was Shaodong of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, bullying him for his young age, several years younger than himself, and he was not afraid, and swung his sword to fight.

The two swords back and forth, and after the temptation, they also went out of the courtyard.

Lin Yizhi increased his internal strength, and the iron needle sword style stabbed Fang Renzhi like raindrops.

Fang Renzhi was taken aback, and he was busy using his internal force to block Lin Yizhi's fast sword, and he couldn't catch fifty or sixty swords, only to feel that his wrist was sore, and he couldn't help but be shocked, this black charcoal-like young man, his internal strength was a little deeper than his own, and he was busy using the light body method to fight with Lin Yizhi.

Lin Yizhi's confidence increased greatly, and after a meal with him, the sword light turned, and the sword of Chaoyang unfolded, and the rolling sword light instantly covered Fang Renzhi.

Fang Renzhi's sword light flickered in front of him, and the stars were dotted, he couldn't tell where the opponent's sword momentum came from, and he didn't know how to resist, and in an instant, his cold hair stood up, and he had to raise his internal force to the limit, and he danced the long sword, and guarded all the five feet in front of him, but his heart was cold.

"Bell"

"Bell"

Fang Renzhi only felt that the long sword received a sword on the left side and a sword on the right side, endured the soreness of his wrist, and subconsciously wanted to seal the front, but when he saw the sword flash, a long sword pointed at his throat, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stopped, staring at Lin Yizhi.

Lin Yizhi tilted his head slightly, his chin raised, Fang Renzhi sighed, and dropped the long sword.

Lin Yizhi snorted proudly, stretched out his hand a little, and sealed Fang Renzhi's acupoint, Fang Renzhi's body softened and fell to the ground.

After solving his goal, Lin Yizhi looked around, only to see that all the senior brothers had captured the disciples of the Qingcheng faction, and only Shi and Zhu were left with the two dart heads and the three disciples of the Sea Dragon Gang who were still fighting with the disciples of the Qingcheng faction.

Shi Hao was born in a small gang, and managed an underground gang in Fuzhou for many years, and there is no good habit of a famous faction to win more and less than a good man.

In just a few moments, he injured two people and restrained all five people.

Everyone lifted up the disciples of the Qingcheng faction, entered the courtyard together, threw them by the wall, and together with Lin Yihua, watched the battle between Linghu Yichong and Yu Canghai.

The sword light in the courtyard was vertical and horizontal, making Hu Yi rush under Yu Canghai's long sword and slowly fall into a disadvantage.

At this time, Linghu Yichong is very different from the original work.

Different education, different environment, has created a new Linghu Yichong.

The Huashan faction does not only have more than a dozen disciples of cats and dogs, and he can be allowed to play with this kid all over the mountains.

There is no little sister Lori, who looks at him with adoring eyes every day, which makes him feel full of superiority, and he thinks about teasing his sister every day.

Now there is a group of little tigers eyeing each other, a group of fierce wolf cubs, bent on ousting him as the first place in the New Year's competition.

He is strong by nature, and naturally he does not want to fall behind.

With the encouragement of a genius senior brother in front and the pursuit of a tiger and hungry wolf-like junior brother in the back, Ling Hu Yichong did not dare to relax at all, practiced literature and martial arts, and paid no less sweat than any Huashan disciple.

Therefore, with his superhuman qualifications, he achieved Huashan's first 'six crowns'.

Like the previous outstanding graduates, Linghu Yichong was fortunate to get the personal guidance of the head, and after entering the inner door, he was once again taught by the head of the house to make up for the last shortcomings of his body that was not strong enough.

With the continuous improvement of the martial arts realm, Linghu Yichong not only did not dare to slack off, but also continued to spur himself and continue to work hard.

There are more than a dozen senior brothers with strong martial arts in front, always pressing him, and there are genius brothers desperately chasing after him, saying that there are wolves in front and tigers in the back, it is not an exaggeration at all, where do you dare to relax yourself!

was suppressed by the senior brother in front, and the boss was already unwilling.

If it is surpassed by the junior brother behind it, it will really not let people live.

Moreover, after seven or eight years overseas, Linghu Yichong discovered his biggest weakness: his organizational ability is not strong.

Everyone is learning the same things, and the writing of the Tibetan Academy is equally open, but some senior brothers, like Senior Brother Lin, are born with leadership skills, and everything that comes into his hands is handled in an orderly and reasonable manner.

But when it comes to my own hands, I always don't know what to do, and I often make a mess.

For this reason, Linghu Yichong was depressed for a while, and it was not until he was enlightened by his senior brother Yang Jian that he opened his heart and let go of his burden.

I was born to be useful!

Since you can't regulate yin and yang for the development of Huashan, you can control the overall situation.

Then it will become the sharpest knife in Huashan, split all the obstacles that block the progress of Huashan, and clear a broad road for the development of Huashan.

This is the mission of Linghu Yichong, Yang Jian and other similar Huashan disciples.

Thanks to Yue Buqun's careful setting of the Huashan Academy's teaching materials, the current Huashan disciples will not be foolish to any one in Huashan, including the head of the family.

Of course, loyalty education is indispensable and greatly strengthened, but the object of loyalty is only Huashan, and only the abstract concept of Huashan.

Over the years, through the planning of the master, Huashan has opened up overseas territories for the Han civilization and pointed out a bright road for the future development of the Han civilization.

Although he is not stupid and loyal to the master, the glorious image of the master's wisdom, broadness and majesty is deeply engraved in the heart of every Huashan disciple.

It was a monument, a spiritual symbol.

Although Yue Buqun did not promote the loyalty of Huashan disciples, the effect he got was actually the same.

Yu Dwarf dares to speak out against the master, and he must be taught a lesson.

Linghu Yichong did not teach Yu Xiaozi a lesson, but was suppressed, his heart was full of anger, but his mind was extremely sober.

Just like the seventeen-year-old who killed the pirate's lair alone, countless swords and swords crossed in front of him, and he could always find the best dodge position in it, and he could always move to the best angle to stab the sword in his hand, causing the most damage to his opponent.

The ethereal nature of Qingfeng's swordsmanship gave Linghu Yichong the greatest freedom.

Ling Hu Yichong felt like the wind in the mountains, sweeping over the mountain beams, big trees, and streams, changing directions wantonly, constantly looking for a breakthrough.

Yu Canghai's sword is very fast, and Yu Canghai's sword is also very heavy, and he has won the gist of Qingcheng's swordsmanship like the swiftness of the wind and the strength of the pine.

But, so what!

Huashan has a lot of swordsmanship that is as fast as the wind!

Huashan has a lot of swordsmanship that is as strong as a mountain!

Huashan also has countless unpredictable swordsmanship, insidious and vicious swordsmanship!

Linghu Yichong has spent more than ten years in the confrontation with such swordsmanship, and he has long been accustomed to being pressed and beaten by others, and he is used to being pressed to the ground and rubbed and beaten.

Linghu Yichong got used to it, but he never gave in.

Fighting, I squatted up!

Fighting, I stood up!

Now, even the three most powerful of the three generations of disciples, Senior Brother Lin Yihua, Senior Brother Xue Changle, and Senior Brother Qi Baozhu, can't hold themselves back.

Yu dwarf, even worse!