However, at the moment when Yu Canghai flew close with his sword, Lin Pingzhi suddenly leaned back, turned over and dismounted, passed under the horse's belly, and quickly stabbed Yu Canghai's wrist from another direction.

Although he didn't seem to take Yu Canghai in his eyes, he knew that the lion still used all his strength to fight the rabbit, and the so-called not getting off the horse was just a tactic.

Yu Canghai was shocked and hurriedly put away his sword to defend himself, but Lin Pingzhi's sword blade changed direction again and slid towards his waist, and Yu Canghai blocked it again.

The two of them fight, it's not that you stab me to harm, when I come to block it, you change your move, or I stab you to harm, you will block when I change the sword path, the sword moves, the person moves, but there is never a frontal battle with the blade, and more than ten moves are the same in a moment.

The level of swordsmanship shown by Yu Canghai today is much better than that day in the dart game, presumably because he was unwilling to reveal his identity at that time, and would rather be scratched a few scars than pressed without real skills, but even if he has real skills, that's it, with Lin Pingzhi's current martial arts, if he has the heart, he will not be able to escape defeat.

Moreover, it's good now, if he is stronger, the effect of tempering will be greater, and he can just try his tricks.

The two of you come and go, fighting dozens of moves, suddenly a sword sound, blades clash, strange sound and long sound, Lin Ping's body is like a sharp sword off the string, flying out of Zhangyu, it is a group of Qingcheng disciples watching the battle direction, when the person arrived, he turned around, the sword shadow moved, a scream, but it was another arm, many Qingcheng disciples reacted slowly, and then they were shocked and retreated.

Lin Pingzhi had already galloped, left here, swept a few zhang in the blink of an eye, turned over on the horse, and said to Yu Canghai: "Old guy, the internal strength is not bad, but unfortunately, the swordsmanship is so-so." ”

"I'll spare you today, give you time, weigh it well, do you want to let my father go...... As long as you don't hand over my father for a day, I will cut off the arms of your two disciples every day, and when you have no hands, you will cut off your legs, and if you have no legs, you will cut off your heads. ”

After saying that, he drove his horse and galloped away, blinking away.

Outside the teahouse, Yu Canghai stood still with a gloomy face, holding the sword in his hand and pointing at the ground, but trembling slightly.

He was not injured, but during the fight, his neck was almost slashed by Lin Pingzhi's sword twice, and his heart was almost stabbed once.

"Master, Master......"

When Lin Pingzhi was far away, a group of Qingcheng disciples looked at Yu Canghai tremblingly, and when they saw him trembling, they only said that he was extremely angry because he had cut off the arms of two disciples under his nose, but he didn't expect that he was afraid.

Lin Pingzhi rode his horse out for a while, and joined the dart master who was waiting in the distance, and the two disappeared together at the end of the road.

But after a mile or two, he stopped to rest, and the fierce duel before was extremely draining, and although he was not exhausted, he still had to recover.

After the luck was adjusted, he recalled what he had gained from the fight, after all, it was always beneficial to play against a master, whether it was stronger, inferior or similar to his own martial arts.

Subsequently, he bought a carriage from the town near the left, and asked the following man to catch up, and followed the Qingcheng faction unhurriedly. Of the four horses that were originally transferred, three took the opportunity to deal with them in the town, leaving only the more beloved white horse tied to the carriage frame to follow all the way to the reserve.

When riding a horse, it is not possible to practice, but the carriage is not delayed, in order to catch up with people, only to choose to speed up the horse, now people have caught up, naturally can relax.

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The next afternoon.

A group of horsemen in Qingcheng rode horses, sat in mule carts, walked and walked, and were passing by a riverbank, suddenly the sound of horses' hooves, Lin Pingzhi chased from behind, in the team, Yu Canghai rode first, looked back, his face changed, and he said angrily: "Lin family children, deceive people too much." ”

Without waiting for Lin Pingzhi to get close, he got off the mount one by one, and between the two ups and downs, he turned from the front to the tail of the team, and rushed directly towards the enemy, the sword was unsheathed, the sword light flashed, and a sword stabbed at the fast horses and people who were rushing.

Lin Pingzhi had been prepared early, swung his sword away from the fierce sword, did not stop, galloped over, rushed into the crowd, and among the sword shadows, some people screamed.

Accepting the results of the two arms again, Lin Pingzhi directly rode his horse back, and did not love to fight, but blocked Yu Canghai again, and galloped away, leaving only a string of laughter: "Yu Canghai, four arms." ”

"Ge Laozi's ......"

Yu Canghai's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he scolded angrily.

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On another day, Lin Pingzhi's fast horse galloped to the side, and when he was more than two feet close, he sat on the mule cart with his sword crossed, and Yu Canghai, who was facing the rear to observe the movement, pulled out a horizontal log from the side and smashed it towards the enemy.

Lin Pingzhi swung his sword and slashed, and the flying wood was instantly broken. At the same time, the other Qingcheng disciples around also seemed to have been prepared, and they all sent out various hidden weapons, and for a while, darts, flying needles, and hidden arrows flew like raindrops.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes froze, and he subconsciously reined in the horse's reins, and the horse stopped suddenly, while the sword shadow in his other hand formed a screen, falling like rain, and the sound of clanging and clanging attacks broke out in an instant, short, rapid and intense.

Just when the disciples threw out the hidden weapon, Yu Canghai's body was down, and the person had already broken away from the frame, almost at the same time as Lin Pingzhi swept away the hidden weapon, he killed in front of him, the sword picked the gap, and the killer was fierce, and the cold light of the sword blade was cold.

Lin Pingzhi snorted lightly, shook his wrist, and stabbed Yu Canghai in the throat with a sword, which was so fast and matchless that Yu Canghai had to defend himself.

But the fourteen disciples followed, forcing forward to surround Lin Pingzhi's group, six people inside, eight people outside, forming a sword formation, the inner six swords together, and the outer eight swords swept the formation, but Lin Pingzhi's response was extremely fast, and the swift sword was swift, sweeping away one by one, but it ushered in Yu Canghai's fierce sword edge.

For a while, the sound of sword clashing was endless.

After a stalemate of more than ten breaths, I don't know how many collisions I experienced, Lin Pingzhi shouted: "Is it endless?"

The sword shadow was three points faster, and the surrounding Qingcheng disciples couldn't react, and a group of people were directly picked off the sword, and two of them were unlucky, and their arms flew down with the sword.

Lin Pingzhi picked up Yu Canghai's sword with another sword, and then directly knocked down a Qingcheng disciple, stepped over his head, and galloped away, leaving only five words: "Six arms." ”

A group of Qingcheng disciples were like ashes, if it was said that the first and second days were Yu Canghaituo, and Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship was indeed weird and weird, and the speed was too fast, so he was allowed to commit murder, then it could be regarded as comfort, but today the master and apprentice fifteen people joined forces to surround them, and they couldn't leave anyone behind, but continued to lose two arms, such a result is really unacceptable.

For two consecutive days, the people of Qingcheng changed their ways several times, going south and north, but they could not get rid of Lin Pingzhi, and they continued to be treated like no one and took four arms.

Although he doesn't kill people, but this kind of gangrene like an appendage lingers, and he comes to show up every day to commit murder, and his broken arms grind each other, for the disciples of Qingcheng, it is the same nightmare, and the huge psychological pressure is like Mount Tai pressing the top, making people almost want to collapse. The hearts of the disciples were panicked, the resistance was weakening day by day, and the head of the sect was not much better.

Yu Canghai, who considers himself a grandmaster and has always been arrogant, was hit in just five days and lost his soul and lost his soul.

I wanted to sit down and talk about peace, and make it clear to the boy surnamed Lin that I had not taken people away, but the other party came and went in a hurry, and I didn't give a chance at all; I wanted to let the disciples scatter and break into pieces, so as to avoid disaster, and I also rushed to Hengshan to ask for help, but this made people force the disciples to scatter and flee in the wilderness, where is the cohesion and centripetal force of Qingcheng as a major faction in Xishu? Where is the face of being the head of a faction?

I don't want Lin Pingzhi to be on the sixth day after that, the seventh day, there is no trace, although I don't know why, a group of Qingcheng disciples are still greatly relieved, and then they hurry up, just hope to walk more every day, and arrive at Hengshan as soon as possible, there are rivers and lakes there, presumably the surname Lin does not dare to be so aggressive, for this reason, even the violent bumps make the injuries of the ten broken arm disciples more likely to deteriorate.

Until the eighth day, Qingcheng sent everyone to arrive at the foot of Yangqi Mountain, a famous mountain in Pingxiang Prefecture at the junction of Ganxiang and Hunan provinces, and Lin Pingzhi's nightmarish figure reappeared.