Never underestimate everyone, the rivers and lakes are big, the rivers and lakes are strange, you will never know what will happen in the next moment!

The sun is scorching, windy, and a little cold!

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers, this point, Zuo Lengchan naturally understands. Although he was disdainful of Jiang Feng in his mouth, when he was facing the enemy, he was a hundred cautious.

At this time, Zuo Lengchan's long sword stood up, turned into a white rainbow, and stabbed straight towards the river wind. This move is strict and majestic, it is the essence of Songshan swordsmanship, in the past years, Zuo Lengzen spent several years, sorted out the Songshan school swordsmanship "inner eight roads, outer nine roads", 17 long and short, fast and slow swordsmanship. One of the most sudden, weird, is this sword.

Zuo Lengchan's sword stabbed, and the surging internal force made the long sword "sizzle" sound. It's just that for Jiang Feng, the internal force on Zuo Lengzen's long sword is not as strong as he imagined.

Among the eighteen palms of Hong Qigong's dragon descending, there is a move that Kanglong regrets, and one palm strikes out, with ten points of force outside, and twenty points of force inside. What is particular about a wishful sending and receiving, and the subsequent moves are endless.

But seeing that Zuo Lengchan's sword stabbed him in the chest, he still had a few inches in the chest, and Jiang Feng could unsheath the dragon scale short sword, striking slowly with fast and clumsy. But I saw that Zuo Lengzen's long sword had suddenly shrunk, and with a tilt, the long sword turned in a circle, slashing down towards Jiang Feng's left shoulder.

This move is the "Ancient Dragon" of the Songshan faction, and among the 17 swordsmanship of the Songshan faction, the most magnificent is this move. And this trick is also the most liked by Zuo Lengzen, and it is also the longest and deepest move.

At this time, Zuo Lengchan's sword is oblique, and between the shaking of the tip of the sword, it seems to be mixed with the magnificence of Songshan, Junxiu, and vicissitudes. It seems that only such a beautiful place can give birth to such a beautiful person and such a beautiful sword move.

"Third-rate internal force, third-rate sword moves!"

Jiang Feng's voice was not loud, and he spoke a little fast, but for all the Jianghu masters present, it was not difficult to hear such a sentence clearly.

With Zuo Lengchan's martial arts internal strength, even if you look at the entire righteous path martial arts, it is also a first-class character. If such a character is a third-rate internal force and a third-rate swordsmanship, I am afraid that there is no one in the world who can be called a real master!

However, just when the thoughts in everyone's minds and the anger of the Songshan faction flashed. The river wind suddenly moved, this movement, like a beast that woke up after hibernation, and the sun that bloomed after the dark clouds left.

Zuo Lengchan is the pride of Songshan, for the Songshan faction, he is a good disciple, a good brother, a good master, and a good master. He is the ancient dragon of the Songshan faction, Songshan has made him, and he has also achieved Songshan.

Zuo Lengchan and Songshan have long been connected, life, together, death, together. He can't be defeated, Songshan can't be defeated, so this time, Liu Zhengfeng washed his hands in a golden basin, he not only wanted to win, but also to win beautifully.

It's a pity that no matter how high the mountain is, it can't cover the great day of the east's rise, and the golden light suddenly flashed in the cuffs of the river wind, as if the great sun of the east's rise, melting and crushing everything he passed.

Fast, accurate, ruthless, short sword to danger, if you can't do the above three points, out of the sheath, it is better not to sheath.

But when a sword is unsheathed, it is within one step, and everyone is killed. The last strike is by no means the best choice for a Jianghu person when facing the enemy, but if you have absolute confidence in your speed and strength, the first strike can often make you see the enemy's flaws more clearly and more clearly.

Zuo Lengchan's long sword was slashed sideways, but when it was still one foot or two inches long from Jiang Feng's shoulder, he could no longer advance a single inch.

only heard the sound of "dang", and in the sparks, the figures of the two suddenly moved at the same time. This movement is like a thunderstorm in the sky and a fire on the earth, and it is out of control.

I saw Zuo Lengchan and Jiang Feng each using swordsmanship and fighting together. Songshan swordsmanship is strict, it is like thousands of troops galloping forward, spears and halberds, and thousands of miles of yellow sand. The length and thickness of the Songshan long sword are brought into full play.

And Jiang Feng's swordsmanship is light and dexterous, just like the two swallows flying between the willows in spring, high and low, and turning as expected. Although the sword light is short, the move is as fast as the wind, as powerful as electricity, and very vicious.

At this time, Na Yue Buqun looked at Zuo Lengchan, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "I can't imagine that this Zuo Lengchan's kung fu has been refined to such a realm, if you don't get rid of it, I'm afraid that the next time the Wuyue Alliance, the position of the leader of the alliance will be difficult to say."

Yes, this time Liu Zhengfeng washed his hands in a golden basin, that strange thing from Qu Yang, could it be that Zuo Lengchan did it intentionally?"

At this moment, a white light suddenly appeared, and the two of them were separated under the staggered figures.

Zuo Lengchan turned around in the air, retreated far away, and fell straight down, his feet seemed to have been inserted into the ground. At this time, Jiang Feng's figure was still standing upright, his expression remained unchanged, his two big sleeves swayed slightly with the wind, and the extremely sharp dragon scale short sword had been hidden in it again.

"Senior Brother Zuo!" ......

"Left Master!" ......

Songshan sent several other Taibao who came with him to rush to Zuo Lengchan's side for the first time, for them, Zuo Lengchan is the god of Songshan, and God will never fail.

It's a pity that at this time, Zuo Lengchan's sharp eyes were just staring at Jiang Feng. A gust of wind blew up Zuo Lengzen's sleeves.

Zuo Lengchan's long sword is a bronze long sword, in the heyday of the Qin Palace, it was used to sweep Liuhe, shocking the world. It's a pity that with the fall of the Qin Palace, this technique of making an invincible long sword from bronze has gradually disappeared in the wind and rain of the rivers and lakes.

This long sword, inherited from the Qin Palace, has accompanied Zuo Lengchan through many ups and downs. And today, here, at this very moment, a red grain of donated blood slowly flowed down.

The sword body was full of a thick bloody aura, if it weren't for the countless boiling blood donations, if it weren't for the countless bones torn apart, it would never have been such an aura.

It's just that this time it was not the blood of the enemy that flowed on the sword.

The blood donation starts from the hilt of the sword, slowly descends, after a thin and long line of blood, and finally, condenses on the tip of the long sword.

"Ding"!

The sound of blood donation landing was very soft, but in Zuo Lengchan's ears, it was very loud. For many years, Zuo Lengchan can't remember how many years, and he hasn't heard the sound of his blood donation landing.

At this time, Ding Mian, the only person who could touch Zuo Lengchan, suddenly had a feeling, a trembling feeling, which was definitely not from himself, but from Zuo Lengchan who was holding him.

Beads of sweat, cold sweat, like mung beans, rolled out, dripping and slipping. Zuo Lengchan didn't let go, but only Ding Mian could understand what a price Zuo Lengchan had paid for standing proudly with a sword in his hand at this time! )