"Swordsmanship?" Chong Ling pondered, only to see that the young man made the sword, clean and neat, sharp and fast, from the layman's point of view, but opportunistic, both defeats and the way of playing, but in the eyes of Chong Ling, who is also good at making swords, it is a surprisingly exquisite swordsmanship, so he can't help but praise, at this time he suddenly heard Fang Sheng's reminder, but he also felt that this swordsmanship was not familiar.

Chong Ling thought to himself: "Where do you seem to have seen it?" This swordsmanship is surprisingly successful, taking offense as defense, and anticipating the enemy's opportunity to ........." Suddenly, Chong Ling's mind flashed, as if he remembered something, and looked at Fang Sheng in surprise, but saw Fang Sheng nodding at him with a smile on his face. Obviously, the clues have been seen.

Ling Tianyue looked at the young man in front of him angrily, just after a fight, although he didn't do his best, but the other party's moves were one step ahead of him, forcing himself to retreat again and again, losing face. In a hurry, he still wanted to make a move, but he thought about it: "As the head of the Songshan faction, and the other party is just a little-known teenager, he couldn't take him down within a few moves just now, but he was forced to be embarrassed and lose face, if he forcibly makes a move again, won't he lose his temperament again?"

In desperation, Ling Tianyue held back the anger in his heart, and forced a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, what a young hero, it is really admirable to have such exquisite swordsmanship at a young age!"

Sure enough, this move won the applause of the majority of the righteous side

"Master Ling is really extraordinary"

"The Songshan faction deserves to be a famous martial arts family"

.......

Lin Yinyin and Ling Tianyue were not familiar with each other, let alone that this man was scheming, just now he used three swords in a row, embarrassing him in public, I thought that he would be annoyed and angry again, but who knew that he was actually polite and generous. thought to himself: "This person is extraordinary, worthy of being a famous family!" Seeing that he had no intention of embarrassing, Lin Yinyin held the sword in one hand, and lifted Liu Yidao, who fell to the ground, with the other hand, and handed it over to Duan Yu to take care of.

Although Ling Tianyue didn't make any more moves, he wouldn't just give up, he saw his eyes roll, and said with a smile on his face: "Lin Shaoxia, I see that you are strong in martial arts, your swordsmanship is amazing, and you are a material that can be made, but why do you want to do things for the Demon Sect? What the Demon Sect has done is indignant to people and gods, and everyone in the righteous path will be punished, I still advise you to turn back as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to give an explanation to the heroes of the world today!"

As soon as these words came out, they stirred up a thousand huge waves, and everyone on the side of the righteous path opened their eyes angrily, staring at Lin Yinyin, Ling Tianyue saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an evil smile, he just wanted this, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can't stop the anger of this crowd.

The situation suddenly became tense, Lin Yinyin frowned, as if she didn't expect Ling Tianyue to be so scheming, on the surface, he pretended to be righteous and awe-inspiring, and his bearing was extraordinary, but secretly he wanted to incite everyone to deal with him, which was really in vain.

Lin Yinyin was in a hurry, then turned around and approached Fang Sheng, hugged her fists and said: "Master Fang Sheng, junior Lin Ying, not a person from the Demon Sect, today with the heroes of Gusu is here to mediate the conflict between the two sides, it is really not intended to obstruct it, if you are offended, please forgive me!"

Lin Yinyin saw that everyone looked at each other angrily, and she thought that no matter how she justified it, it would be useless, and Master Shaolin Fangsheng was a monk, compassionate, and the leader of the election of the righteous path this time, so she simply explained her intention to him, and there may be a glimmer of opportunity.

Fang Sheng clasped his hands together and read: "Amitabha, good, good" but looked at Lin Yinyin puzzled, as if waiting for him to tell the reason.

Lin Yinyin understood, and was about to speak, but saw the man coming with a sword and blocking in the middle.

Chong Ling said: "I just saw the exquisite swordsmanship of the young man, I admired it, and it happened that the old way would also make the sword, but I rarely fought with people over the years, and now I have to see the young man's swordsmanship, and I want to learn from the young man, and I want to learn from the young man, and I can also learn the young man's high moves!"

Lin Yinyin was shocked when she heard this, seeing that this old Taoist was full of white hair, Dao bones and fairy wind, and his inner breath was calm and powerful, but he was a master, and he wanted to die and want to go, except for the head of the Wudang faction, Chong Lingdao, no one in the world had such a demeanor.

"Senior, I don't dare, I was forced to make a move, it was really not my intention, please forgive me!" Lin Yinyin told the truth, her tone was humble.

Chong Ling snorted coldly, and said with a strange smile: "Do you think that the young man disdains to do something with the old way?" Fang Sheng and Chong Ling have already seen from Fang Cai's sword moves that Lin Yinyin made the Dugu Nine Swords, and Ling Hu Chong was famous for the Dugu Nine Swords, and the two also had to meet each other, but they were still young, and their martial arts cultivation was not enough, so they couldn't understand the true mystery of their swordsmanship, they only knew that this swordsmanship was exquisite, and it was not an exaggeration to call it the first in the world. Now Chong Ling's swordsmanship is complete, Wudang's positive and negative swordsmanship has long been perfected, and he has obtained part of the true transmission of Taiji swordsmanship, and swordsmanship has few opponents in the rivers and lakes.

Lin Yinyin saw that this old Taoist was domineering, and sighed secretly: "Since the Daoist Chong Ling said this, it is impossible not to compete with him today", and then thought: " Today, there are many righteous martial arts people, just relying on our one-sided words, even if you ask out of the ban and Yilin, I am afraid that they may not be able to persuade everyone to retreat, and we have to show our strength before we have the opportunity to negotiate, or not, I will fight with him, if I lose, Chong Ling is the head of the Wudang faction, he has been famous for a long time, and there is no shame, if he wins by luck, he will have more confidence in mediation!" Thinking of this, Lin Yinyin suddenly became enlightened, no longer shirked, and said loudly: "In this case, please be merciful to your predecessors!"

After that, everyone from all sides consciously retreated backwards, leaving only Lin Yinyin and Chong Ling.

Chong Lingqi calmed down, brushed his silver-white long beard, threw the Qingyun Sword hard, stuck it diagonally on the ground, and then shook his sleeves, and said, "Young man, please!"

Lin Yinyin didn't dare to be careless, with a "whoosh", the long sword went out of the body, obliquely pointed to the end, and carefully felt the other party's sword intent.

The two stood looking at each other, not taking the lead for a long time, and seemed to be waiting for each other to make a move. The air seemed to condense, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, without a trace of wind, as if you were in another world.

Lin Yinyin stared at the phoenix, beads of sweat continued to ooze from her fair forehead, and she secretly said in her heart: "Master, sure enough, it is a master, the master once said that as long as there are tricks in the world, there will be flaws, but this Chongling old Taoist sword is one, and the sword qi is restrained, how can there be any moves to speak of?"

When she was anxious, she suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in her face, Lin Yinyin's heart moved, and she said secretly: "It's here!"

Chong Ling's sleeves waved, and a strong force swept through, and the Qingyun Sword flew into his palm with a "ho", making a "huh" sound. I saw him draw left and right, and in an instant, the wind danced all around, and the sword qi danced violently, forming a wall of qi made of sword qi, enveloping him.

Lin Yinyin sighed, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, he saw it clearly, the yin and yang of the other party's swordsmanship were blended, and the positive and negative intersected, which was similar to the yin and yang swordsmanship taught by Lu Sankuisi, the difference was that the swordsmanship made by Chong Ling was more subtle, and there was no flaw at all.

Chong Ling from slow to fast, from slow to urgent, the move is faster and faster, like a waterfall pouring thousands of miles, the air wall becomes denser and denser with the move faster, everywhere you go, the mountains and rocks and trees turn into powder.

Lin Yinyin hurriedly retreated, clenching the long sword in her hand tighter, thinking: "Oh no, why can't I find a flaw in him, if I go on like this, I will be shrouded by his sword qi before I can make a move, and I will definitely lose." Between the lightning and flint, Lin Yinyin has retreated to five zhang away, and there is no way to retreat behind.

Duan Yu watched the battle from the sidelines, secretly pinched a cold sweat for Lin Yinyin, and his heart almost rose to his throat. The old way made the swordsmanship offensive and defensive unity, and there was no flaw at all, and Lin Yinyin retreated again and again, obviously because of this. In a hurry, a true qi swirled around his body, condensed between his fingers, and prepared to make a move at a critical moment, for him, nothing was more important than Lin Yinyin, even if it cost anything.

Lin Yinyin's mind was flying, and her mind was full of the deduction of the mystery of the Dugu Nine Swords, suddenly, Lin Yinyin felt something, and caught a glimpse of Chong Ling Lao Dao's sword qi surrounded by his body, like a copper wall that could not be embedded, and suddenly remembered that Ling Hu Chong talked to him about the world's sword dao before, and mentioned that when he went to Shaolin to save his master's mother, he had a sword competition with Wudang Chong Xudao Chief, and still remembered that the master had a high evaluation of Wudang's positive and negative swordsmanship, and only evolved the sword technique one by one, but did not say what the strange flaws were, and only taught Lin Yinyin to comprehend it himself. Lin Yinyin first learned Dugu Nine Swords, a little peek at the door, how could she see through the flaws here, only guessed all the things around him, but the top of his head was left unguessed, at that time Ling Hu was angry, and ignored her for three days, and then after Ren Yingying's mediation, it eased up, but Ling Hu Chong finally said quite proudly: "Even if you guess Zhou up and down again, you can't guess the flaws in the swordsmanship." Lin Yinyin was puzzled, Ling Hu Chong didn't say anything, and finally had to stop mentioning it, but now that I think about it, isn't this exactly what Ling Hu Chong deduced back then? There are no flaws in Zhou's body, so where are the flaws?

The sword qi is swirling, the true qi is violent, and the whole body is impermeable, only the top of the head is a little weak. "Overhead?" Lin Yinyin suddenly startled, her eyes flashing with light, "Yes, I guessed all the important places in my body back then, but I only fell on the top of my head!" Lin Yinyin was ecstatic in her heart, her long sword shook, she no longer retreated, and with a volley in the air, a sword qi flew up, accompanied by the sound of "Zizi", and the sword qi around Chong Ling was broken through a small opening. After succeeding, Lin Yinyin turned the true qi of her whole body, gathered at the tip of the sword, scolded her, and bowed down like an eagle striking the sky, turning her sword into qi, and the nine phantoms flashed and jumped, and then returned to one, hitting the Baihui acupoint above Chong Ling's head.

Chong Ling was startled when he saw this, and hurriedly swept the long sword up, trying to block this sword, but after all, it was still half a beat slower, Lin Yinyin's long sword had arrived, if he hadn't stopped the sword momentum in time, Chong Ling would have died!

"I lost!" Chong Ling abandoned his sword, looking lonely!