Didn't make Zhang Yan and the others wait, and Ye Zhanchen said: "The descendants of Yan and Huang are not a strong fighting nation, but their resilience is unique in the world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info From ancient times to the present, countless foreign invasions are indeed invincible and irresistible. However, after the Han people really united from a plate of scattered sand, this unyielding combat effectiveness is also the lifeblood and source of the Han people who have not yet bowed down. ”

Lin Chengyun smiled: "A person's invincibility is not manifested in force, but in the heart. Lin naturally will not deny the national self-esteem of the virtuous nephew, nor will he ignore the strong combat power of the Han people after they are united. But for a while, looking at today, apart from Xiangyang, which is guarded by Marshal Xiao Po, where else can stop the enemy's military horses?"

Ye Zhanchen asked rhetorically, "Then just like Uncle Lin, let the enemy drive straight in?"

Lin Chengyun said calmly: "It's not what I want, but I can't go back to the sky." Therefore, Lin will let it go in order to protect the people. After all, Jiangshan Sheji is people-oriented after all. Even if there is a temporary setback, as long as the Yanhuang blood is left, there is a possibility of rising in the future. ”

Ye Zhanchen rarely showed a smile: "Ye Mou believes that under the unity of the Central Plains martial arts, the alien race will only return in vain like their ancestors." Moreover, the people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death? Does Uncle Lin know that everyone in Sizhou City is willing to stay out of the matter and sit back and watch his brothers' hands and feet being ravaged by iron hooves?"

A trace of gloom flashed in Lin Chengyun's eyes, and he said softly: "More men are strong-blooded, and they kill the enemy with swords, but they are just arrogant fantasies." If you don't step into the battlefield yourself, you won't be able to appreciate the cruelty, and it's too late to regret it. What Lin did today may be scolded by the world, but he will never regret it. The merits and demerits will be proved by history. ”

As soon as Lin Chengyun's words came out, Zhang Yan, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, had a deep understanding. Every good young man who comes with ambition and hopes to make a meritorious contribution to the cause, after he really goes to the battlefield, only a few can live until now, and only a few are among the highest. Most of these people are poor children who are unwilling to succumb to fate, and since they have no money to study, they can only join the army, hoping to change their lives. However, after witnessing the fall of his comrades-in-arms one by one, he was frightened and regretted, thinking about that important military place, how could he come out of it. In the end, I can only live in fear every day, and wait for the day.

People are sleepless, and the general's white hair is in tears.

There is nothing more direct and pure than the brutality of the battlefield.

Ye Dye Chen has his insistence, and Lin Chengyun also has his insight, neither of which can convince anyone. In the same way, you can't have the upper hand in the discourse, you can only take the initiative steadily, you can only do it, and you can see the real chapter with martial arts.

Lin Chengyun raised the tiger's head knife and said with a smile: "Virtuous nephew, please." ”

The Songshan faction is one of the Wuyue sword factions, and most of the disciples practice swords, although they also practice other blades, but there are very few. Seeing Lin Chengyun fighting with a knife, Zhang Zhan was even more surprised, hoping to learn something from Lin Chengyun's knife technique. Ever since Chuantian told himself that he had embarked on a wrong path in martial arts, Zhang Yan often had sleepless nights and meditated, but to no avail. The progress of martial arts, except for the bottleneck period that requires meditation and epiphany, I have never heard of a master who can succeed behind closed doors.

Everyone wants to be strong and have their place in the world. Zhang Zhan likes the feeling that when he is in trouble now, Chuantian does not hesitate to take action for himself and has someone to protect him, but he doesn't like the powerlessness that he can only rely on others when he is in trouble, and he is useless. Therefore, in other words, only by constantly striving for continuous progress can we truly gain a firm foothold in the world.

Zhang Yan's eyes widened, and he was engrossed.

The action of drawing the sword in the night dust is not done in one go, and it is not good-looking and chic, so it is naturally not pleasing to the eye. The face of the night stained dust is unremarkable, but the hand holding the hilt of the sword is unusually white, as slender and graceful as the tender hand of the daughter's family. The sunlight just shone on the night dusty sword, and the long sword was able to reflect the sunlight, making itself unusually bright, and the piercing eyes were faintly filled with tears.

Zhang Zhan and the others were far away, so they felt that what Ye Ranchen was holding was not only like a gorgeous beam of light, but also like a powerful and legendary immortal weapon.

Ye Zhanchen took a deep breath, and suddenly his clothes flew up, and his hair was windless, and he obviously began to gather strength. And the snow under his feet is like a ripple on the surface of a calm lake, and little by little it is centered on the night dust, and it is constantly melting. In the blink of an eye, a flat blue slate under the snow was revealed. Ye Zhanchen raised his head, looked at Lin Chengyun intently, and said softly: "Master Zun Ye told Uncle Lin that if Uncle Lin is willing to be arrested, please blame Songshan, and the past will not be investigated." ”

After Lin Chengyun heard this, he sneered, and then said without any emotion: "Please tell Master Ling, this is the last time Lin will call him a senior brother! Since the throne of the head of the family has been firmly seated, and Lin has never fought with him from beginning to end, if he tries to find trouble with Lin again, Lin will inevitably leave him with nothing." ”

Ye Dye Chen nodded: "Nothing, Ye Mou is convinced." Then please Uncle Lin to start with Ye Mou. ”

After saying that, the night dusty long sword was dotted again and again, condensed but not released.

Compete skills between the same door, and when the juniors face the elders, they will attack three false moves in a row to show respect.

Although it has been a bit of a void, it has already made people sweat for Lin Chengyun. The tip of the sword that was stained with dust in the night was almost close to the flesh, and it was wiped on Lin Chengyun's forehead, dantian, and heart. However, Lin Chengyun did not move like a mountain, without the slightest dodge and movement, and even without blinking his eyes, it seemed that he was not afraid of the night dust that was going to take his life, and he would suddenly use his strength to kill himself under the sword between false moves. Just this determination and trust inevitably made Zhang Yan scream.

After calling, Zhang Yan suddenly realized that this was actually boosting the morale of Lin Chengyun, and hurriedly shut up.

After the night dust trick, suddenly the sword wind changed. The long sword was slow and leisurely, as if there was endless resistance to tie the long sword, and it was difficult to hand it over to Lin Chengyun.

Lin Chengyun's eyes were full of wonder, and he only felt that the ordinary sword that came from the face of Ye Dust, but he couldn't avoid it, and even blocked his way. Although the speed of the sword was extremely slow, Lin Chengyun had a strange feeling that even if he tried his best, even if he was as fast as lightning, it was impossible to slash the long sword with the knife in his hand.

Lin Chengyun shouted hello like Zhang Xuan.

Then close your eyes to avoid the dazzling sunlight reflected on the long sword, and concentrate all your mind on the tiger head sword. It is also isolated from hearing, and is no longer disturbed by any sound from the outside world. The tiger head knife in his hand seemed to be connected with Lin Chengyun at this moment, and it was more like Lin Chengyun's ears and eyes, clearly helping Lin Chengyun sense all the subtle changes around him.

At this moment, Ye Zhanchen suddenly lost all the aura of Lin Chengyun, and there was nothing else except the tiger head knife in front of him. The tiger head knife seemed to be a living person, breaking through the air and mercilessly slashing down in the face of the night dust.