To tell the truth, Yang Ming was really uncomfortable in his heart, this warning from the other party made him feel like a fish in his throat, and he couldn't wait to improve his strength as soon as possible, find out the murderer behind the scenes, and then dismantle it and throw it into the sea to feed the fish. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Okay, don't think about it so much, as long as you don't pursue this matter for the time being, these people won't dare to touch you, now, what you need most is to improve your strength and get through the eighteen veins marked on the exercises as soon as possible, otherwise, you will always be treated as a puppet. Lin Tianchong waved his hand at Yang Ming and said.

"Come out and let the teacher see how much you've grown over the years. After speaking, the place where Lin Tianchong was sitting was as if the wind was blowing, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Yang Ming was slightly stunned, but he was not far behind, he quickly stood up, stepped out, and disappeared in the hut under the shaking of his body.

"Don't keep your hands!" Lin Tianchong said lightly.

"Please advise Master!" said with a respectful salute towards Lin Tianchong.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Ming's eyes froze, and he violently pulled out the black iron sword in the sword bag, stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body was like a meteor, shooting towards Lin Tianchong.

"Well, the speed is good, it seems that you haven't stopped cultivating the Seven Star Wandering Heavenly Step all these years. Looking at Yang Ming, who was rushing towards him, Lin Tianchong couldn't help but chuckle, and immediately flicked his fingers, picked up Yang Ming's sword body, and then calmly took a few steps back, and pointed out again.

"Bang!"

When Lin Tianchong's index finger was pointed at the black iron sword, an irresistible force surged all over his body along Yang Ming's arm, making him suddenly staggered back a few steps, and at this moment, Yang Ming suddenly used the power of this backward slide, stomped on the ground with the sole of his foot, and his body swirled, shooting out at Lin Tianchong again.

"Well, the reaction speed is good, it seems that you have been through quite a few battles over the years. Lin Tianchong smiled slightly, and when the black iron sword was close to him by one meter, two thin fingers clamped the sword body, and then flicked it gently, and Yang Ming was thrown out again.

Feeling the power coming from the black iron sword, Yang Ming's body rolled in the air uncontrollably a few times, and seeing that the body was about to land, Yang Ming's palm slapped on the ground, and his body rose into the air again, and at the same time, the soles of his feet slammed into the ground again, and his body flew out at forty-five degrees.

"The First Sword of Lonely Mountain!"

With a sharp cry in his heart, Yang Ming's Lonely Mountain Sword Momentum erupted and stabbed out towards Lin Tianchong.

"Hey, this is ......" Seeing Yang Ming's sword, Lin Tianchong's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face finally showed a look of interest, the mystery of this sword can even be seen by hundreds of thousands of breaks, there is no reason why Lin Tianchong can't see it, at the beginning, he asked Yang Ming to practice the basic five-style swordsmanship every day, the purpose was to let Yang Ming walk out of a different path, and now, Yang Ming seems to have touched some thresholds, which makes him unhappy.

"It's only been four years, this little guy has actually embarked on this road, this understanding is too demonic, right?" Lin Tianchong couldn't help but smack his lips, Yang Ming's progress was obviously much faster than he wanted, according to his original estimate, Yang Ming was able to touch the threshold of this aspect after entering the Tongqi realm, thank God, I didn't expect that Yang Ming came back this time and gave him a big surprise.

"Okay, good, worthy of being my Lin Tianchong's disciple. The old madman's eyes showed excitement, and he also wanted to take a good look at where Yang Ming had come.

In the face of such a sharp sword, Lin Tianchong's face still did not change, because Yang Ming's level of attack power was almost no different from that of a child.

Lin Tianchong stood in place, his face was very calm, the black iron sword was like the lightning that slashed through the void during the day, and when a light breeze that broke through the sky blew his shawl out, suddenly, Lin Tianchong's palm shook, and the dark yellow internal force condensed in the palm of his hand, and slowly faced the sword of the lonely mountain.

"Boom!"

When the tip of the black sword met this dark yellow internal force, Yang Ming felt as if he had stabbed an iron plate, and then he didn't think about it, and instantly retreated sharply backwards.

"The Second Sword of Lonely Mountain!"

When Yang Ming hurriedly retreated, the surging internal force in his body burst out, covering the sword body, and then left a perfect arc in the void, slashing at Lin Tianchong's chest.

"Not bad!"

Seeing Yang Ming use his simplified swordsmanship again, Lin Tianchong's eyes suddenly exuded a terrifying light, not surprisingly, Yang Ming's sword was in vain, but he was not discouraged, and attacked Lin Tianchong again and again, although he was pressed and beaten every time, but he was like a chicken blood, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and Lin Tianchong also followed his offensive rhythm, just defensive, and did not attack.

"The first sword of the lonely mountain... The Second Sword ...... of Lonely Mountain"

Although his attacks were in vain every time, Yang Ming seemed to have found the feeling when he was in the ring, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy in his heart, the two sword techniques were continuously used in reincarnation, trying to find the point of convergence of the swordsmanship, for Yang Ming's stormy attacks, Lin Tianchong seemed to be a tumbler, no matter how hard Yang Ming tried, he could deal with it calmly.

"A little faster, a little faster......" At the same time as Lin Tianchong, Yang Ming's mind suddenly kept replaying the moves of the two sword techniques, and he was eager to increase the speed of the sword again, so as to reach the meeting point of the two styles of swordsmanship, and completely coherent it into a style of swordsmanship, only by reaching this step, this is the real sword interception technique.

"No, the speed of the first sword rotation is too slow, and it can't keep up with the rhythm of the second sword technique at all, and it can't be fused ......"

At this time, Yang Ming's heart was like a demon, shouting frantically, he faintly felt that as long as he could break through this point, the meeting point that had plagued him for many days would appear, if he didn't want to do it now, it would be even more difficult to integrate the two styles in the future.

"Quick, quick, quick......" Yang Ming felt that these two styles of swordsmanship had slowly approached, as long as he worked a little harder, he could connect them and completely fuse them together.

Sweat slowly flowed down from Yang Ming's forehead, but the speed at which he took out the sword was getting faster and faster, and the black iron sword that weighed as much as a thousand was like nothing in his hand, constantly attacking towards Lin Tianchong, and gradually, Yang Ming kicked up a cloud of dust around him.

At this time, it seems that there are only those two styles of sword tricks in his eyes, and only by constantly speeding up and improving can the two styles gradually get closer, and finally become an inseparable part.

(To be continued.) )