"I see, no wonder this Ling Xuzi obviously has a great future, but he has to share his birthday with the master of the Tang family. Just with this sentence, Chen Fusheng understood why Ling Xuzi had to fight with Tang Qingfeng unrelentingly.

In addition to family feuds and blood hatred, Ling Xuzi must have been forced to be helpless.

The way of martial arts, although the requirements for the mind are far less than those of the three Taoist demons and Buddhas, they also pay attention to one thought.

This Ling Xuzi has suffered such a big change at a young age, and his personality and emotions are not affected at all, which is impossible. The seeds of hatred must have been planted in my heart early.

After that, he began to practice martial arts, and this hatred was able to prompt him to devote himself to martial arts without distraction at first, and he entered the realm much faster than ordinary people, which is why he was able to have such advanced martial arts at such a young age.

But everything has advantages and disadvantages, when his martial arts reach a certain point, if he can't fulfill his wish and release the hatred in his heart, then this will turn into a demon in his heart and become an obstacle in his martial arts practice.

At that time, maybe when he was practicing martial arts, he would go crazy without warning, and he would never recover.

Of course, there are also records of geniuses who forcibly break through the barrier through this, and there are even some crooked ways that set up these obstacles for themselves first, and then use them to break through.

In Chen Fusheng's opinion, this Ling Xuzi must have also felt this, so he would propose to invite him to fight so early, otherwise, with his talent and qualifications, he could wait for his martial arts to be successful before talking about this.

Just as Chen Fusheng was thinking about this, Ling Xuozi moved forward with his left foot slightly, and behind his right foot, he made a small lunge, pointed the bamboo pole at Tang Qingfeng, and spit out a sentence in his mouth: "Don't take these embarrassing eyes, hurry up and show the true chapter, others don't know, I know very well, what you are best at is not a hidden weapon, but swordsmanship." Back then, you destroyed my Lin family, for the sake of that secret Qingfu Sword Codex, but I saw you clearly that day, by the way, why did you cover your face with a black scarf, could it be that the scars left by your father back then have not healed so you have no face to see people?"

"It turns out that you are a little bastard, but you have a pair of sharp teeth, it turns out that you hid next to you back then, it's a pity that you didn't cut the grass and eradicate the roots back then, and today you have left such a big trouble. The man in black still had the same expression, and said slowly in a feminine and soft voice, "That's fine, it's only right to let you, the remnant of the Lin family, die under this green worm sword code today, and see if you can still be presumptuous." ”

"This is actually true," Dahan's face was shocked, although the Tang family has always put their own interests first and has no moral bottom line, but destroying people for a secret book has already violated a certain bottom line, "However, Tang Jiabao stretches for thousands of years, and I don't know how many miraculous techniques have been collected, as the head of the Tang family, his status is already so high, how can he be so interested in a secret book, and this Qingjia Sword Book has never had any fame in the rivers and lakes." ”

"Frog Sword Codex?" The young man next to him was puzzled and muttered to himself, "This name is so weird, I don't know what it means." ”

"The frog is a kind of insect, and it is also called an antworm and a fish. Legend has it that the frog gives birth to a child, and the mother and the child will still gather together after separation, and people use the blood of the frog mother and child to smear the money, and the money of the mother's blood or the money of the child's blood will fly back after being used, so there is a saying that "the frog pays back". Chen Fusheng remembered the book "Huainanzi" and explained to the young man, "But the name of this green worm sword book is a bit strange. ”

"This big brother, you are so powerful, you even know this. The young man looked at Chen Fusheng with envy, but hurriedly spoke, "Look, the man in black has also shown his sword." ”

That's right, that Tang Qingfeng, the third elder of the Tang family, obviously understood that the hidden weapon alone had no effect on the opponent, and heard the other party say with his own ears that he was the best at swordsmanship, a secret that few people in the Tang family knew. He simply stopped hiding it and took the sword out of his sleeve openly.

Ling Xuzi, the bamboo pole is six feet long, ordinary green bamboo.

Tang Qingfeng, the famous sword Qiushui, is one foot four inches long, weighs one catty and seven taels, the whole body is clear, blows hair and breaks hair, and sharpens iron like mud.

With a sword in hand, Tang Qingfeng's temperament changed suddenly, which was completely different from the previous Yin Ghost and added a sense of confidence.

"Boy, if you bring the two swords of your Qingcheng faction that Zhenshan, whether it is Longquan or Jade Tiger, you can barely fight with me, now, with a bamboo pole, you actually dare to be presumptuous in front of me, do you really think that the autumn water in my palm can't kill people?"

Ling Xuzi just smiled and responded, "To deal with a clown like you, why do you need to ask for those two heavy weapons, this bamboo pole is more than enough." ”

"Presumptuous!" Before the words fell, Tang Qingfeng turned into a black shadow and pounced on him, "Boy, you are stupid." ”

One inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous. Tang Qingfeng, as an old Jianghu, naturally has an extremely deep understanding of this truth, although the autumn water in his hand is a sword, but if he can't attack the other party, it will naturally be useless.

And the bamboo pole is six feet long, and no matter how far he advances or retreats, the room is far more free than him. In addition, bamboo is tough by nature, and under the urging of internal forces, it is more difficult to cut than ordinary swords.

He naturally wants to seize every opportunity, although this can easily be regarded as a sneak attack, but the children of the Tang Sect, as long as they achieve their goals, they don't care about the means, let alone a little meagre reputation for the righteous path.

Ling Xuzi was not surprised, almost at the same time as Tang Qingfeng spoke, he understood the other party's plan, and with a flick of the bamboo pole, the head of the cane was already pointed at Tang Qingfeng's throat.

Qinglong San nodded, it turned out that this time he was not using the Mingyue Sword Technique, but the Fengyun Dragon and Tiger Sword that was only passed down in the Qingcheng faction. ”

As the so-called cloud from the dragon, the wind from the tiger, this set of swordsmanship is divided into two sets of swordsmanship, cloud dragon swordsmanship, with the right together, with the long pressure short, is the dignified sword of the royal road, the wind and tiger swordsmanship, is the same as the autumn water sword, the shorter the better, the shorter the better, but it is not a remote path to win in danger, but to take advantage of this risk to give birth to a momentum, go is a hegemonic road that opens and closes.

In the Qingcheng faction, most of the disciples in charge of the first line choose one of them to practice, and when the skill is enough and the swordsmanship is also recognized by the master, they can be allowed to practice the second set of swordsmanship, so as to achieve the highest state of the coexistence of kings and tyrants, and the mutual aid of yin and yang.

Although Chen Fusheng had not learned these two sets of swordsmanship, he had already obtained detailed information about these two sets of swordsmanship from Wen Kang. It's just easy to recognize at a glance.