The blade of the sword slashed, like a teenager out of the fog, with a bit of freedom and uninhibitedness. Yang Guo's sword is Yang Guo's own sword after all, and it will not be as simple and simple as Lin Langzhao, but after following Lin Langzhao to learn swords for so many years, Yang Guo naturally inherited Lin Langzhao's method of cultivating his sword first, so it is not so much that he encountered confusion in the way of the sword, but rather that he encountered confusion in his heart.

This is a rare state of cultivation in the martial arts world, how many protagonists of the world have been seen, how many people can cultivate in this way? Xu Ziling can't see through the escape, Ximen Blowing Snow pursues the realm of extreme heart and sword, and the waves turn over the clouds, how is the extreme love of the sword not extremely hearty, and even when Ye Gucheng said that only sincerity in the sword can become sincere in the heart, how is it not the dedication to the sword in his heart! It's just that now there is one more Yang Guo among the people who have entered the way of the sword from the heart, although they are only looking at the introduction now, but in the future, the way of the sword will be completed, and they will definitely be able to enter the ranks of those people!

After a sword, it was the edge of Bi Lu, and there was pride in his heart, and the sword qi was naturally more powerful. Huo Du was shocked, and the folding fan that was about to fall on Yang Guo's body couldn't help but withdraw, because even if his folding fan fell on Yang Guo's body, the sword in Yang Guo's hand would gently slash his right hand, unless the sword in Yang Guo's hand couldn't cut off his right hand. But everyone knew where this sword came from and what kind of prestige it had back then, so Huo Du didn't dare to bet that he could get away with hurting Yang Guo first and then have the luck to take back his right hand.

"This kid, there is really still arrogance hidden in his heart that even he can't see clearly, no wonder this guy in the later stage of the Condor will be called the West Mania, see that this inherits the swordsmanship of his heart. It's crazy enough!" Lin Langzhao couldn't help but praise in his heart.

Yang Guo didn't know what Lin Langzhao said about him, and when he finally realized how to use the sword, he only felt that there was a pride in his chest. Like a long howl blocked in his throat, the excitement made his blood surging and at the same time gave birth to a depression. It seemed that it would take an all-out battle to unleash his enthusiasm at the moment! Fortunately, there was an opponent in front of him who was enough to make him go all out.

Huo Du's eyes flashed with surprise, only to see Yang Guo force his folding fan away with a sword, as if he was unforgiving, a sword after another, like a surging river, and like the calm water of the West Lake, although it looked calm from the outside, but once he was in it. You can feel the impenetrable oppression.

Yang Guo felt as if he had been reborn, every time he took out the sword, he felt a burst of joy in his heart, but Huo Du on the opposite side seemed to be restrained everywhere, and every time Yang Guo took out his sword, he was forced to retreat, until there was no way to avoid and no way to retreat, Huo Du found that the beautiful sword body of Chiba Changsheng had stopped at his throat.

"You lost!" Yang Guo said lightly the fact that Huo Du couldn't accept, and then withdrew his sword and went back, only to see the little dragon girl walking over for some reason on the side.

Yang Guo couldn't help but be stunned, but watched the little dragon girl slowly take out a piece of white silk from her hand. Put it in front of Yang Guo's eyes and say, "Wipe the sweat!"

Yang Guo swallowed his saliva, then felt a little dizzy, looked at Lin Langzhao on the side in a daze, and then turned out to be white. It's just that the white silk sent by Xiaolongnu to wipe her sweat was held in Yang Guo's hand. Without hesitation, his right hand pulled out a sword flower and held the sword in his backhand, and then the sleeve of his shirt crossed his forehead, and the sweat on his head was gone.

"I'm Nima. I get carried away at such a young age! I don't know how many points I spent on this Confucian style set, and my mother can compare this set of clothes with a piece of white silk?" Lin Langzhao was dumbfounded.

The little dragon girl saw Yang Guo's movements. But he stopped talking, turned around and walked towards Granny Sun. Immediately, Yang Guo was puzzled for a while, but the white silk in his hand was generally stuffed into his arms at some point.

Lin Langzhao looked at the scene in front of him as if he was watching a TV series that made him very interested, but his eyes fell on Huo Du, and the endless sword intent crushed towards Huo Du, making Huo Du instantly look at Lin Langzhao sweating profusely.

"Senior, what does this mean!"

Lin Langzhao took a light step, his eyes immediately changed direction, Huo Du felt that the pressure on his whole body disappeared in an instant this time, and his heart immediately became more in awe of Lin Langzhao's martial arts.

"I like your city government scheming very much, so I won't kill you today...... But my things are still my things after all, and even if these two swords become ownerless in the future, it will be after I leave this world, now...... You're not qualified to focus on these two swords yet!"

"I don't care about today's affairs, just to teach you a lesson, if there is a next time, I will definitely let you see the swordsmanship you want the most. You, understand?"

Huo Du couldn't help nodding, Lin Langzhao nodded slightly, pointed to the way down the mountain with his right hand, and said softly: "That is the way down the mountain, so if anyone wants to stay and discuss martial arts, Lin Langzhao will naturally not mind!"

Huo Du turned around and left, followed by a group of martial arts people who were still showing off their martial arts, and no one was willing to stay, because they knew that there was no difference between staying and leaving their lives, unless someone was bent on swordsmanship and wanted to see Lin Langzhao's unique swordsmanship with their own eyes. It's a pity that many people want to see that kind of swordsmanship in their hearts, but if the swordsmanship is compared to life, they all know what to choose.

"Everyone, shouldn't you also go back?" I think you should still remember the testament left by Wang Chongyang, Chongyangmen people, you will not be allowed to step into the ancient tomb for half a step for life!"

Lin Langzhao turned to look at the people of the Quanzhen faction, and the seven sons of Quanzhen nodded when they heard this, but when Lin Langzhao looked at Yin Zhiping behind Qiu Fuselage, he saw that there was still a trace of reluctance on his face.

Lin Langzhao couldn't help laughing, looked at the Quanzhen Seventh Son and said, "Although today's matter has been resolved, this matter is caused by me after all, and I owe Quanzhen Sect a favor." However, if it is not cost-effective to let me give you a set of Daomen swordsmanship just based on such a favor, why don't you give me a set of true swordsmanship, and I will give you a detailed explanation of the swordless and selfless swordsmanship?"

Ma Yu's heart was like a thunderclap, no sword and no self, how could he not have heard of this name, Lin Langzhao at the top of Huashan suppressed the old urchin Zhou Botong with a sword, so he used this sword! In contrast, how could the Quanzhen swordsmanship be compared with this set of swordsmanship.

Ma Yu took a deep breath and said, "Brother Lin sent him away with peerless swordsmanship, the Quanzhen Sect naturally can't be petty, Zhiping, you go and get the Quanzhen Swordsmanship!"

Yin Zhiping was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded and said, "Obey the orders of the teacher!"

Looking at the joyful faces of the people of the Quanzhen Sect, Lin Langzhao couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in his heart. Zhongshentong Wang Chongyang, who was not weaker than his own existence back then, is really sad that the martial arts left behind have been so despised by his own heirs. It's just that sorrow is only a momentary thing, after the sadness, Lin Langzhao couldn't help but smile proudly in his heart, who would have thought that such an ordinary Quanzhen sword technique would have a qualitative change when it encountered another sword technique?

PS: The big-breasted brother in the group is preparing to build a gang...... That's right, a group of trumpets named Lin Lang × are going to build a gang in Aunt Suit, na...... The big-breasted brothers have nothing to do, instead of offering a bounty for scum flying, it's better to play together, how harmonious! )