However, when her thoughts were wandering, the next words that were both unexpected and reasonable overturned her speculation: "Do you recognize me?"

Xie Hanyi was neither humble nor arrogant: "After the battle between my brother and the sword master in the past, I copied the portrait of the sword master, although it is not the same as a real person, but I can get a glimpse of a little charm, Xie has been fortunate to see it a few times." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Ling Shan suddenly realized that it was only a one-sided understanding...... However, even so, it must still be the same bitter result, and the chance of people on both sides fighting to make her fish in troubled waters is still not great, and she thinks that most of her hard performances will still be wasted, and her efforts will be in vain.

But in addition to the disappointment, curiosity was also raised.

Who would have thought that the Central Plains Divine Sword and the Xuanyuan Sword Master would actually have an unknown battle? So who won and who lost this battle? These two people were the best masters in the kendo field at that time, and her curiosity about who would win or lose between these two people was like a hundred claws scratching her heart, and she couldn't wait to know it.

So he interjected with great interest and asked, "Uncle Yun, have you still competed with the old owner of the Xie family, who won?"

Yun Futian didn't pay attention to Ling Shan, and said to Xie Hanyi: "I see, Brother Ling has always painted after killing people, but he made an exception for me, but I didn't expect it...... However, back then, Brother Xie and I didn't win or lose, and now his son is probably one step ahead of my disciple!"

Although it was not said to himself, it was tantamount to answering.

But the result of a tie is the most annoying, especially like now, if which side is better at the beginning, then maybe today's side will be more aggressive, and it will naturally be easier to cause conflicts.

Xie Hanyi said: "Feng'er just took advantage of his age, and he may not be stronger than Young Master Xuanyuan in talent!"

Yun turned the sky and said: "It is also his ability to climb out of the mother's womb as early as possible!"

This is clearly a joke, but with the fact that Yun Chuan said this without changing his indifference and seemed to have a serious look, it was really a bit weird!

Seeing the two chatting about the old days, although Ling Shan was mentally prepared, she felt that the disappointment was bound to be greater than the hope, but she was unwilling to give up, so she still struggled a little more, and said with a smile: "Since Uncle Yun and you and Second Master Xie still have this relationship, then it is better to sit down and have a drink of two glasses, you can talk for a while, anyway, there is plenty of time, I am not in a hurry!"

Even if you want to make a stumbling block and destroy the relationship, you can't be too blatant, you have to beat around the bush, properly show your sense of existence, attract the attention of the second master of the Xie family, and make him think of himself again, and it is enough to think of the family heirloom sword.

Seeing that these two people are more indifferent than the other, they must not take the time to catch up with others, if the attention returns to the Xie family's divine sword, they will naturally think that the sooner they solve it, the better.

Sure enough, Xie Hanyi directly turned the topic back to the Xie family's divine sword and asked, "Regarding the Xie family's divine sword, I don't know what the sword master decides?"

Yun turned the sky and said: "It has nothing to do with me, you decide for yourself!"

Ling Shan immediately retorted indignantly: "What do you mean that it has nothing to do with you? In terms of seniority, you are either my uncle or my uncle, and now others want to rob me of things, you are embarrassed to care?"

Yun turned the sky and said calmly: "Whether it is the same door or not, the unresolved matter, it is too early to say." ”

Ling Shan said conclusively: "This is an ironclad matter, what is too early to say?" and then said with a suspicious face: "Aren't you afraid of the Divine Sword Villa and don't dare to go against them, right?"

It's a pity that the Xuanyuan Sword Master has no fire, the ancient well is not waved, and the general is useless, so he is still silent, but the sword five Leng Bangbang interjected and warned, and said, "Be careful!"

Ling Shan didn't continue to belittle, but just muttered: "It's not good to talk about it, what are you doing so fiercely......"

In the autumn morning, there was a solemn atmosphere circulating in the air, Xie Hanyi looked at Ling Shan again, "Do you want to pay it back yourself, or let me take it?"

Ling Shan pouted, "The old gentleman has said so, how dare I not pay it back?"

Then the conversation changed: "But you can't say that the old gentleman is Xie Erye, that's Xie Erye, and you can't say that this is the Xie family's sword, this is the Xie family's sword, everything must have a certificate, otherwise someone will come and say that something in my hand is his, and I will give it to him? Wouldn't that become a big wrong?

Whether it was the clouds on the side that were turned upside down after all, or whether it was such a nature, Xie Hanyi finally made some sense, and did not take it directly because of Ling Shan's shirk, but only asked, "What do you want?"

Ling Shan said: "First of all, of course, it is to prove that the old gentleman is indeed Second Master Xie, and not someone else is pretending!"

Xie Hanyi asked, "How do you prove it?"

Ling Shan said: "People can be fake, but martial arts can't be fake, I have heard that Xie Erye's practice is the wind, snow and cold swordsmanship of the Xie family, and the younger generation wants to see how cold this wind and snow can be!"

"Okay!" Xie Hanyi glanced at her deeply, without saying a word, he twitched his hand, the long sword came out of his back, pointed to the side, and said, "Do it!"

Ling Shan shouted, "Wait!"

Xie Hanyi looked at her coldly, Ling Shan didn't care, and said with a smile: "The old gentleman is strong in martial arts, and the juniors think that they are far inferior, but they don't dare to try the sword with their bodies!"

She turned around and walked to Jian Wu's side, and said nonsense: "This Jian Wu Uncle usually talks about the loneliness of the master, and the old gentleman's wind and snow are cold, so I think I can relieve his hunger." ”

Xie Hanyi looked at Jian Wu, and Jian Wu looked at the clouds.

Yun Futian only gave six words, indicating his attitude, and said: "Whose business is solved." ”

Jian Wu moved to the side without a trace, keeping enough distance from Ling Shan. Xie Hanyi said expressionlessly: "It seems that you still have to try the sword yourself!"

Seeing that she couldn't even add a little blockage, Ling Shan only felt extremely uncomfortable, and said to Xie Hanyi: "Old gentleman, wait a while!"

He bared his teeth at the two of them viciously and said, "It's not good for you to watch the fire from the other side like this!"

Yun turned the sky and said indifferently: "If it's not good, let him be bad!"

Ling Shan threatened, "Uncle Yun, don't force me!"

Yun Chuan Tian smiled slightly, noncommittal.

Ling Shan said loudly, "Okay, you forced me to do this!"

With a sonorous sound, the Xie family's divine sword was unsheathed, pointing to the clouds and turning the sky from afar, the cold light was cold, Ling Shan said: "Since you can't prove that the person is a real person, then first prove that the sword is a real sword, come on, take out your Xuanyuan sword, cut seven or eight swords, and see if this is the real Xie family sword!"

Yun turned the sky and said: "Then why don't you try it with your own peerless sword?"

Ling Shan deprecated himself without hesitation: "That thing, how can you try out the authenticity of the Xie family's divine sword? You still have to use your Xuanyuan sword, hurry up and get out of the sword, otherwise I'm welcome!"

As he spoke, he really stabbed out with his sword.