"Oh, it turns out that the eagle's eyes were blinded by Shen Duan. No wonder I didn't dare to put one fart before. ”

"Hehe, now I dare to fall into the well when someone else has an accident. ”

"Heh, didn't you also come here when you heard that Shen Duan was disabled?"

"Shhh, be quiet, if Shen Daxia is just joking with everyone, won't he be able to eat and walk around when the time comes. ”

"Look at you cowardice. ”

"Why don't you Brother Liu go and take the lead?"

"Why don't you let Master Li go, didn't his brother die at the hands of Shen Duan?"

......

No matter how Shen Lin tried to contain his anger and behaved calmly, these mocking words were still buzzing in his ears like flies.

She didn't want to take it anymore, and the sword was unsheathed.

The one-eyed eagle stood in the courtyard with a big grin, with a sneer on his lips, and looked back at the so-called heroes behind him, and reached an unprecedented sense of satisfaction in his heart, just as he admired the wooden door that had been broken by his own axe, death had come to him.

Shen Lin's soft sword was like a poisonous snake, spitting out a letter and flashing in the moonlight. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the sword flashed, and the poisonous snake bit the one-eyed eagle's neck.

Until he died, the one-eyed eagle had always ignored one thing - Shen Lin was Shen Duan's daughter, and naturally she also knew how to use sword skills.

The body of the one-eyed eagle fell straight down, and the audience was silent, only the big monk ignored everyone, touched the little monk's head and said: "He thinks of himself as an eagle, who knows that he is just a chicken." ”

Shen Lin squinted slightly, looked at the great monk, and said word by word: "Except for the children of the Shen family, the rest of the people will step into the courtyard and kill them." ”

It was getting darker and darker, and the moonlight was getting brighter. Shen Lin held a soft sword in his hand and looked at everyone indifferently. The clean and pure murderous aura filled the whole body, and the moonlight shrouded the white clothes on the body, wrapping the solemnity of the moon god.

If Qiu Niang's beauty is spoken, it should be a kind of moving charm that makes all men crazy and eager to possess, like a seductive goblin;

The wind caresses the soft sword, and the moonlight surrounds the beauty. Everyone present seemed to be intoxicated at this moment, and they didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.

I don't know who laughed at the wrong time, and the smile was so flamboyant, for fear that no one would hear it.

The eyes of the crowd were also attracted by this hearty laughter, and the crowd naturally made way for the owner of the laughter.

Shen Lin's eyes were like torches, staring at the source of laughter - Tang Xiao.

"I've heard of Miss Shen's name for a long time, and when I see it today, it's really beautiful. can let the heroes indulge in the heroic posture of the girl, and if you are lucky enough to see it, it is not in vain. ”

Shen Lin raised his eyelids and said, "Who is Your Excellency?

Tang smiled: "In the next Tang Xiao, passing by here, waiting for a friend." ”

After hearing this, Shen Lin no longer paid attention to the man with a natural smile, and calmly glanced at everyone. The crowd whispered, but the great monk had a serene look on his face.

When everyone returned to the stalemate, Shen Lin issued another order to evict the guests. Just as everyone looked at each other, the great monk spoke: "Well, since everyone doesn't want the sword god sword spectrum, it's better to disperse on the spot and go back to their respective homes." He specially increased the volume of the word sword.

As soon as the words came out, the crowd became active again, and the head of the Yanyu faction coughed lightly twice, and said: "Li Youran, the head of the Yanyu faction, please ask the head of the Shen family to show up and give my deceased brother an explanation." ”

Shen Lin replied, "The little girl will tell her father later. The matter will be explained at another day. ”

Tang Xiao smiled softly, and the great monk also smiled.

The big monk turned his head to the little monk and said, "Little Lingxin, do you hear me, if you want to refuse someone else in the future, just tell him to discuss it another day." ”

The little monk disagreed, tilted his head, and said with a smile: "Her brother was killed by Shen Du, I'm afraid I can't fool another day." ”

Tang Xiao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his smile became even stronger. Shen Lin didn't care, the horizontal sword was in front of him, ready to strike at any time.

Li said leisurely: "Since this is the case, then let's learn the girl's tricks." ”

The words fell, and the sword came out.

Shen Lin took action to block this sword, and the soft sword was withdrawn, approaching Li Youran in front of the door. Li Youran is not an idle person, the sword momentum is raised, and at the same time, he raises his foot and kicks out to Shen Lin.

As soon as the two of them were wrong, they had already competed a few tricks.

The swordsmanship of the Smoke and Rain Gate is known for its erratic and uncertain, dancing the sword as if it was surrounded by smoke and rain, with a slight hazy beauty, and often the enemy has not yet observed the sword momentum, and is pierced through the throat by this hazy sword.

On the other hand, although Shen Lin made a soft sword, every move and style was a sword god sword technique, and this sword technique was known for its complicated moves, and the quick change of moves often made the opponent unable to parry. In order to amplify the strengths of swordsmanship, Shen Duan specially asked Shen Lin to practice soft swords, in order to make his moves tricky, which was difficult to guard.

Shen Lin only changed a few moves, and Li Youran's sword was forced to swing faster and faster. The two of them seem to be on top of a waterhole, and the water mist is not an eyesore.

The soft sword was gently slashed from the side, and Li Youran retreated with his left foot, but the attack in his hand did not retreat, and stabbed straight towards Shen Lin's throat. She couldn't count how many masters this sword had pierced through the throats, and it was estimated that in the next moment, Shen Lin would also become one of them.

Suddenly, Shen Lin's wrist flicked, and the body of the soft sword seemed to turn into a ring ruler, which flicked towards Li Youran's lower abdomen. Li Youran was forced, and a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth disobediently. Shen Lin saw the opportunity and stabbed the wrist of Li Youran's right hand with a soft sword.

With a clang, Li Youran's sword fell to the ground, and the sword body had an unwilling whisper.

Shen Lin didn't look at Li Youran again, and said to everyone: "Who else?"

Everyone admired the swordsmanship of the two women, many of them were sword masters, and they were also a little itchy at the moment, and they could experience the sword god swordsmanship firsthand, which was a good way to learn exquisite sword moves. Moreover, everyone also saw that Shen Lin did not kill the killer, so they had the courage to try.

As more and more people challenged Shen Lin, even if he defeated them, Shen Lin did not kill another person. Because she found out that her father had done so much blood debt in the past 20 years, intentionally or unintentionally.

Shen Lin is not afraid of killing, she knows that the more people she kills in this situation, the more she can deter the crowd, but these people who come forward to challenge, what everyone suffers, makes Shen Lin feel guilty.

Her heart softened. As soon as the heart is soft, the sword will naturally slow down.

As time passed, Shen Lin's physical strength gradually became a little exhausted, and when she counted it carefully, she was only in her early twenties, so how could she have any deep internal strength.

With a pop, a bald man holding a scimitar slashed Shen Lin's arm, bleeding for a while. It was the end of the strong crossbow, coupled with the unstoppable bleeding from the wound, a feeling of dizziness came to her mind, making her almost unsteady on her feet and fell over.

Seeing this, the bald man couldn't help but feel a little proud, touched his bald head, grinned, and rushed over like a hungry tiger pounced.

Shen Lin bit her tongue fiercely, and a pain came to her mind, and then calmed her breath, which made her feel better. Then he stood firm and raised his sword to meet the battle.

Shen Lin wielded a soft sword, the sword light was no longer as brilliant and ethereal as it was at the beginning, and at this time, she only used the simplest and most effortless tricks to barely parry the bald attack. Just when the bald head was about to exert his strength, Shen Lin suddenly changed his move, the soft sword stabbed straight towards the bald head, the bald head did not dare to slack off, raised the knife to the side, who knew that this was Shen Lin's false move, the soft sword quickly retreated, without dragging the mud and water, and stomped on the bald head's lower abdomen.

The bald head fell to the ground in a dejected manner, but there were endless challengers behind him, Shen Lin glanced at them, and there were a few people in the crowd who were so eye-catching—Tang Xiao, who had been smiling, and the great monk who was meditating on the ground.

Even if they hadn't made a move until now, Shen Lin still felt the terrifying aura emanating from them. Half a year ago, Lin Feibai forced the great monk back with only two swords, and Shen Lin at that time was only a big monk who was a small character who could only use poison, and now Shen Lin had a first glimpse of the way in the study of internal force, and only then did he realize how deep the internal force contained in the great monk's every breath.

At first, the crowd who were eager to try it had already quieted down, and everyone didn't expect that Shen Duan's daughter would also be able to perform the Sword God Sword Technique well, and what was even more admirable was that she had been fighting the group for several hours, even though she was at the end of the crossbow, she still resolutely guarded the door.

It only takes the last straw to crush the camel, but no one wants to be the last straw. People have been moved by Shen Lin's perseverance, and the persistence on her face actually made the people present a little ashamed.

The great monk who had been silent for a long time spoke again, he liked to be a person who added fuel to the fire: "Miss Shen's martial arts and temperament are really admirable. However, the monk feels sorry for you, if the monk is not a monk and has his own family, he will not use his baby daughter as a shield. Shen Jianshen, I'm afraid I've lost a lot of face this time. ”

The big monk shook his head as he spoke, and the crowd also whispered, among them, there were many people with temperament, and the bald head who was defeated by Shen Lin was one.

The bald head shouted: "Shen Du, your daughter is about to be beaten to death, and you are still like a shrunken turtle." I'm ashamed of you!"

The crowd glanced at the bald head a little strangely, obviously Shen Lin was injured under the scimitar of the bald head, and this bald head was not shy about it.

Shen Lin's eyes dimmed a little at this time, and he vaguely guessed why his father hadn't shown up until now - that was a secret from twenty years ago, and Shen Lin heard some words when he was growing up.