Chishui Castle, martial arts conference.

It can be described as a crowd of people, and the door is like a city. The entire martial arts conference hall was surrounded by a crowd of people.

After nearly a month of elimination, there were only four players left from the original hundreds of players.

Among them, there are two young masters of the Lin family and the martial family - Lin Dao and Wu Qing. One of the other two was the grandson of the Great Elder of the Murong Family, Murong Fan. The most concerning thing is a young man named Feng, who is only holding an iron sword, competing with these "geniuses" for creation!

But some people expressed disdain for this, thinking that this teenager was completely in the top four. Because after so many games, this teenager has not played against a strong player, and his performance is too low-key, and the low-key makes people not believe in his strength.

But the boy barely reacted to these rumors, and completely ignored them.

At this time, in the attic.

Wu Yongyuan, the patriarch of the Wu family, slowly walked to the side of Lin Feng, the patriarch of the Lin family, and quipped: "Patriarch Lin, if I remember correctly, it seems that today is a competition between Ling Lang and my family's Qing'er, right?" The show off on his face was about to overflow, which showed that he was very confident in Wu Qing, otherwise he would not have come over to say this.

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Everything still has to wait for the game to be decided, what we are talking about now is just a conjecture of the two of us, do you say yes, Patriarch Wu?"

As he spoke, Lin Feng beckoned a subordinate to bring a seat to Wu Yongyuan, and at the same time served a pot of fragrant tea. Even the pot is carved with lifelike Qingluan, especially that little bright eye, as if it can see through everything in the world!

The pale green tea poured down from the teapot like a column of water, and the soaked tea leaves jumped out of the teapot with the tea and fell into the tea bowl made of bamboo and wood. It is like a piece of jade dancing in the tea, like a bird's tongue, the color is dark green, and the rich tea fragrance also rises from it.

"Hahaha, you're kind to Patriarch Lin. But I've never been a big fan of drinking it, and it's the spirits that appeal to me more. Wu Yongyuan saluted Lin Feng, slowly moved the bowl of tea to the side, and took out a peach wood gourd from his waist, and when he opened the lid, he smelled a strong aroma of wine, which must not be a simple wine. Then Wu Yongyuan also sat down and began to watch the situation in the arena.

At this time, two teenagers stood opposite each other on the field, both of them fierce. But the difference is that the weapon they are using now should not be a weapon specially issued by the martial arts conference, but a weapon they carry, it is said that this is a request made by Lin Feng, what can be said in this way to release the strongest strength of the player, and not be bound by the weapon.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is the weapon in Lin Dao's hand, isn't it the whisk that was plundered from Ling Hu Lin last time! I never thought that it would actually fall into Lin Dao's hands, if Ling Hu Bai knew about it, I am afraid that he would be angry and come back to life!

In comparison, the weapons in Wu Qing's hands were much inferior.

"Isn't this dusty? I didn't expect it to fall into the hands of Patriarch Lin, this sword is not simple, now my son is in danger." Wu Yongyuan grunted and poured a sip of liquor into his mouth. The dust was found by Gu Jing in Ling Hu Lone's body at that time, and then he was seen by Lin Feng by chance, and he was asked by Lin Feng to come over, saying that what kind of sword should be matched with what kind of person, and his son Lin Dao is the one who wants to rule Kyushu in the future, and this strongest sword in the world should also be dedicated to Lin Dao.

The Lin family's strength was huge, and Gu Jing didn't dare to disobey, so he had no choice but to hand over the dust, but there was one more thing Gu Jing didn't tell Lin Feng about this dust, but Lin Feng would know about it soon.

Since the intermediate processes were all carried out in secret, Wu Yongyuan really didn't know about it before.

But it was Lin Feng's heart full of anger when he heard this, what do you mean by this, isn't my son Lin Dao powerful? But in his heart, he also had to admire the amazement of the dust! As a powerful Lin family, they naturally didn't need to worry about someone coveting this number one sword in the world.

Lin Feng also believed that his son would be able to control this sword.

But is it really that easy?

Are you willing?

"Come on, fight!" Wu Qing saw that Lin Dao didn't move, so he took the lead in striding towards Lin Dao, swinging a few sword qi in the air from time to time.

The angle of the sword qi is very tricky, blocking almost all the dodgeable routes in the forest road.

"Hehe, do you think you can trap my master in this way? It's too naïve!" Lin Dao looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, if you can't hide, then smash it! Ever since Lin Dao got the dust in his hand, he felt that his swordsmanship was constantly improving, and this feeling of becoming stronger made him more and more addicted.

Between the words, the golden light bloomed, the rolling sword qi was like a raptor, and the momentum was like a white rainbow running through the sun!

He directly smashed the sword qi released by Wu Qing into countless points of light in the air, and finally annihilated.

Although it is far less powerful than the one released by Lin Feng himself, it is enough to use it to deal with Wu Qing!

Lin Feng was also very surprised, in his impression, Lin Dao's strength was not enough to release this move. At this time, I couldn't help but laugh when I saw it. On the side, Wu Yongyuan began to worry about the safety of his son Wu Qing, and he couldn't be more clear about the power of Shenlong Xing.

Among them, the dust brush accounts for a lot of credit, and it is difficult to release such a powerful move with the power of Lin Dao alone.

Wu Qing naturally couldn't resist such a move, and he was seriously injured at the moment, but even so, he didn't fall, still holding the long sword, limping towards Lin Dao, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

"Are you still unwilling to give up, then I have to send you down!" Lin Dao sneered, if it weren't for the fact that the opponent was a young master of the martial arts family, for the sake of face, Lin Dao's violent personality would have gone up and killed him a long time ago.

Just as Lin Dao was about to make his next move, an old voice suddenly exploded in his head.

"I'm not willing to ...... Drop!

"Who's it!" Lin Dao looked around tremblingly, his eyes full of horror.

From the danger of life!

In the dark, it seemed that an old man had invaded Lin Dao's brain, and he had been saying these two words from beginning to end. Although it was not very loud, it was a shocking forest road with a headache.

"Down! you...... Not eligible!"

The pain in the brain became more and more intense, as if there were millions of demon insects eating Lin Dao's brain! In the middle of the night, even the five features began to bleed, and everything in the field of vision became more and more blurred.

"What's going on? Lin Dao!" Lin Feng noticed that something was wrong with Lin Dao for the first time, jumped down from the attic like crazy, and approached to check on Lin Dao's situation.

"Could it be that this sword is doing it?" Lin Feng wondered, trying to remove the dust from Lin Dao's hand.

Only to find out that the palm of Lin Dao's hand holding the dust was already blurred with flesh and blood, and the dust was constantly devouring the blood that Lin Dao was overflowing. It has even bloomed into an eerie crimson. Lin Dao's blood-devouring arm was now lifeless and pale.

"Damn, this sword ......," Lin Feng scolded angrily, but after all, he didn't touch it forward, this situation was too weird.

"What's going on?" Wu Yongyuan also saved his son at this time, and breathed a sigh of relief after a little examination, all of them were traumatic injuries, and they had not yet touched the roots, as long as they were healthy and recuperating, it was not too much of a problem. It's Lin Dao, and it looks like it's not a big problem.

"This sword, there's a problem. Lin Feng said in a deep voice, "If my guess is correct, this sword has already bred a sword soul. If it weren't for Linghu's lineage, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to use this sword. ”

As early as when the dust was first forged, it was an extremely evil magic sword! Later, under the warmth of two generations of Ling Hubai and his father, it faded its demonic nature, but this sword actually had its own sword soul for a long time, and the voice that exploded in Lin Dao's brain before was done by this sword soul. Therefore, from a certain point of view, this sword has already recognized its master, and it is impossible to use this sword unless it is for the Linghu lineage.

Or rather, they're not qualified!

Therefore, the dust whisk itself is not willing to be used by the forest road.

At this moment, the dust suddenly began to vibrate violently, and at the same time, it continued to emit a piercing buzz, which seemed to be excited!

Before the two patriarchs could react, the dust suddenly broke through the sky and went straight out of the nine skies, disappearing without a trace.

"What's going on?" Wu Yongyuan wondered, "Can this thing fly away on its own?"

Lin Feng's eyes flickered: "Most of this sword has already recognized the master, since this is the case...... There must be people from the Linghu family around here!"

"Could it be, that kid? But didn't the He family say that it had been resolved? Or did it mean that there were other remnants?" Wu Yongyuan approached Lin Feng, and there was a faint killing bloom in his brown pupils.

"However, he must be in this Chishui City now, vigorously searching!

............

"Could it be...... He's back again?" a teenager muttered in the waiting battle zone, his eyes full of surprise and surprise, and at the same time wisps of battle intent surging. The boy stared in the direction where the dust flew away, for a long, long time, not knowing whether he was thinking or in a daze.

............

At this time, on the other side of Chishui City, Ling Hu Lin was hiding in a corner and meditating, while Han Chunlin was sitting quietly on the side in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion accompanied by a burst of smoke and dust.

A sword suddenly appeared in front of Ling Hulone, plunging deep into the soil, trembling and humming.

At the same time, it will also awaken the fox silence from meditation.

The moment Ling Hu opened his eyes, he was slightly stunned at first, and then his eyes quickly enlarged: "This ...... Isn't that dusting!"

After that, Ling Hu Lin held the dust tightly with his hands that trembled because of excitement, and for a moment, Ling Hu Lin seemed to feel an inexplicable sense of security.

"Why did it fly over on its own?" Han Chunlin wondered.

"I don't know? between us...... There seems to be a strange induction. Linghu said in a deep voice, looking carefully at the dust that had been separated from him for nearly a month, as if he was looking at his old friend.

At this time, the blood stains on the dust had been completely absorbed by it, leaving no traces.

"So, the martial arts tournament has started?" Ling Hu stood up suddenly, looking in a certain direction slowly, "It's time to make a big fuss!"