For the Golden Sword King Yuanba's loud questioning, Ling Hu Chong didn't care at all, and used a bamboo strip to thread the gills of many fish on the ground.

The Golden Sword Invincible Wang Yuanba is quite famous in Luoyang City, and no one has ever dared to disdain him so much.

The bamboo raft had already landed, and Wang Yuanba picked up the copper-ringed golden knife and slashed at Ling Hu Chong's neck.

Ling Hu Chong dodged slightly sideways, and threw out two fish, and the sharp golden knife immediately cut off the fish. It's just that the fallen dead fish got on Wang Yuanba's wide-sleeved robe, and it was immediately very filthy.

As a martial arts senior with a head and face in Luoyang City, Wang Yuanba's clothes were soiled by dead fish, and he felt faceless, so he was not in a hurry to do it again.

"Linghu thief, the old man is local, there are a hundred ways to make you unable to live!" Wang Yuanba scolded in a deep voice.

"Which eye did you see that I had usurped the Lin family's evil sword spectrum?" Ling Hu said.

"Hmph, boy, you're pretty unreasonable. Pingyuki, you say. Wang Yuanba frowned.

Lin Pingzhi immediately stepped forward, pointed at Ling Hu Chong, and said angrily: "Ling Hu Chong, quickly hand over my family's sword spectrum." In the Yaowang Temple before, everyone in our Huashan Sect saw with their own eyes that you drew this sword spectrum for Qinglong, the leader of the Jinyi Guard. ”

Ren Yingying had been standing next to Ling Hu Chong and did not speak, but a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"I see, Senior Brother Lin, since you have decided that the sword spectrum is the legendary sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, then I can draw another copy for you. Then, you guys can get out. Linghu said.

So, Wang Yuanba asked his subordinates to hurry up on a bamboo raft to buy pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and by the time the subordinates rushed back, it was already nightfall.

The men lit torches and stood around, the light of the fire swaying in the wind, but it was quite bright.

"Linghu Shaoxia, I can't get used to these people, why don't we join forces and fight a bloody way!" Ren Yingying whispered in her ear.

"It's okay, since they have to ask me to draw that sword book, why should I bother to let them be so interested?" Ling Hu Chong smiled indifferently.

Next, Ling Hu Chong spread rice paper on the grass on the riverbank, and calmly depicted the lost sword moves of the Wuyue Sword School engraved on the stone wall of the Huashan Siguo Cliff Cave. Then take some names like destroying demons and warding off evil spirits next to the sword moves, and write a few words of explanation.

An hour later, Ling Hu Chong threw down his pen and said with a long breath: "Finish painting." ”

Lin Pingzhi hurriedly picked up the stack of rice paper with sword moves drawn, and walked over to look at it with his grandfather Wang Yuanba.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of your Lin family's prestigious swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits, look at these tricks, they are simply imaginative, antelope hanging horns. ”

Wang Yuanba was amazed and said, "Generally speaking, this set of swordsmanship contains five styles, which is really amazing. It's a pity that the old man is practicing swords, and he can no longer practice swords from scratch. Pingzhi, you put it away, and study this sword book well in the future, you will definitely be able to practice peerless swordsmanship, kill Yu Canghai, and avenge your parents. ”

Lin Pingzhi suddenly felt that revenge was hopeful, and he was also very grateful to his grandfather, if it weren't for his grandfather here, how could he let Linghu thief draw the sword spectrum? Last time, Lin Pingzhi himself went to Linghu Chong to ask for the sword spectrum, and was severely beaten.

"Wait, don't hide it, Yue glanced at it a few times just now, but he saw that it seemed to be the style of our Wuyue Sword Sect. Pingzhi, you can take it over as a teacher and take a closer look. Yue Buqun said loudly.

"Master, this ......" Lin Pingzhi hesitated.

For his grandfather, it was his own family, and of course he had no scruples about showing his grandfather the sword book.

But Yue Buqun wanted to read the sword spectrum, and Lin Pingzhi was afraid that Yue Buqun would steal the lesson.

"This is really the lost sword move of our Wuyue Sword Sect, Pingzhi, you cultivate well, but this part of our Huashan Sect's sword technique cannot be passed on. Yue Buqun was very calm and said with a very graceful smile.

"Thank you, Master, for reminding me. Lin Pingzhi bowed his hand and thanked him.

In fact, Lin Pingzhi's heart was anxious to find a place to practice this Linghu version of the evil sword spectrum.

"Now that I've agreed to your request and drawn the sword spectrum, I have to go back and drink the fish soup. Linghu Chong said, and took Ren Yingying to leave.

"Hmph, Linghu thief, where to go!" Wang Yuanba's grandson, Wang Jiajun, immediately picked up a single knife to block the way.

"What do you want?" Ren Yingying couldn't help but say.

"Girl, don't be in a hurry, we just have to take care of this matter properly. Wang Jiajun said.

"Do you also want this sword book?" Ling Hu Chong frowned.

"Hehe, Linghu thief, your words show your true colors. It is estimated that in the future, you will not only rely on this evil sword spectrum to run rampant in the rivers and lakes, but also spread it and seek huge profits. ”

Wang Jiajun said: "The best solution is to kill you, but we think that you are the big disciple of the Huashan faction, and the face of the head of Yue, we will cut you two hands, this is not too much, right?"

Ling Hu Chong smiled when he heard this, and after a moment, Ling Hu Chong looked at the invincible Wang Yuanba of the golden sword, and said, "Old man Wang, did you say that he said too much?"

"Not too much, that's exactly what the old man meant. "Wang Yuan is domineering.

Then, Ling Hu Chong looked at Yue Buqun again.

"Hey, I've really lost my eyes, and for more than 20 years, I've raised a white-eyed wolf. Linghu Chong has misbehaved in you, and asked you to save Lin Zhennan and his wife as a teacher, but you took the opportunity to snatch his evil sword spectrum, and called him a brother and sister to someone like Tian Boguang. That's it, the eldest husband should be decided, Yue will expel you from the Huashan faction today. ”

Yue Buqun made a righteous and awe-inspiring look, and said: "From now on, Yue is not your master, and you are not Yue's disciple, so do it yourself!"

"Good guy, this is really the same as the original plot, Lao Yue is not angry with me, and he is always unhappy. Linghu Chongxin said.

Wang Jiajun smiled proudly: "Since you are no longer a disciple of the Huashan Sect, then I will cut off your hands more confidently, look at the knife!"

"Big brother, you can't help him alone, little brother is here to help you!" Wang Jiaju said, jumping over with a knife.

These two brothers have lived in a martial arts family since they were children, they eat very nutritious, their bodies are tall, full of strength, and their sword skills are also good.

Linghu Chong pushed Ren Yingying away a little, and then did not draw his sword, and dodged.

After a few moves, suddenly a white light flashed, accompanied by two screams, and then the Wang brothers fell to the ground and rolled, wailing.

But when they saw that each of them had their right elbow cut off, they bared their teeth in pain.

Although the Wang brothers' sword skills were decent, they were three or four stories behind the many black-clothed people and brocade guards in the Yaowang Temple that night.

Yue Buqun had actually expected such a situation to happen, so he said it first, and drove Ling Hu out of the door, and if he caused trouble, he didn't care about him.

"Linghu thief, why are you so excessive? I, Wang Yuanba, will not cut you ten times!" Wang Yuanba roared angrily, and he pounced on him when he lifted the copper ring golden knife.

And his son Wang Zhongqiang and dozens of his subordinates were all around.

"Well, old fellow, I just asked you if you were too much, you didn't say too much, who is to blame for this?" Ling Hu Chong said disapprehantly.

As he spoke, Ling Hu Chong paid attention to it, Yue Buqun had already pulled his wife and daughter back a little, obviously unwilling to meddle in this matter.

The evening breeze on the riverside blew, with the intention of bleak and solemn.

"The wind is fluttering, the rain is bleak, do you want to kill today?" Ling Hu said.

"Linghu Shaoxia, don't be poor, I'll learn swordsmanship from you now. Ren Yingying smiled.

PS: The plot is about to come to Wubagang, and the heroes are about to appear, so you can recommend tickets.