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Master Fang Zheng looked at him, his gaze calm, revealing a faint inquiry. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The mental method of the evil sword spectrum is weird, and normal people can't practice it, as for its sword technique, it needs to be cooperated with the mental method to exert its power. Xiao Yuesheng smiled.

Master Fang Zheng was thin and small, sat peacefully, and slowly moved the Buddha beads: "Lao Wei has also heard of it, but he has never known what is strange about the mental method of the evil sword spectrum. ”

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "If you want to practice divine skills, swing your sword from the palace, otherwise, your true qi will not be able to control it, and you will definitely go mad." ”

Master Fang Zheng didn't seem to hear clearly, and asked suspiciously, "...... Swing a knife from the palace?"

"From the palace, castration. Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled.

Master Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, thought for a moment, and nodded slowly: "In this way, it is indeed a bit strange. ”

"If the master wants to see the face of the evil sword technique, he can try it down. Xiao Yuesheng took a sip of tea and said lightly.

Master Fang Zheng looked at him in surprise.

"Although the kid has never practiced the evil heart method, the power of the sword technique can be exerted seventy or eighty percent. Xiao Yuesheng put down the teacup and said lightly.

“...... There is a Raoh donor. "Master Fang Zheng tithes, and did not doubt it.

Xiao Yuesheng returned the salute, got up slowly, stretched out his hand slightly, and a long sword was immediately handed to his left hand.

Zhiji handed over the long sword, Jiang Nanyun took a step back, her white face was full of expectation, she has also been famous for her evil sword technique for a long time, but she has never seen it, but now it is an eye-opener.

The "Qiang" frost sword came out of the sheath, the sword body was as clear as autumn water, and the brilliance poured out like mercury.

His figure flickered, and he suddenly appeared at the door of the hall, forming an afterimage in the air, as fast as a ghost, and suddenly appeared in front of Master Fang Zheng without warning.

Master Fang Zheng's frost-white eyebrows furrowed, staring at Xiao Yuesheng's figure carefully.

Xiao Yuesheng's body was stunned, and he stopped abruptly, with the horizontal sword on his chest, and said with a smile on Master Fang Zheng: "Master, it is difficult to see the power of the evil sword technique in vain, so it is better for us to pass the move." ”

Master Fang Zheng hesitated for a moment, nodded slowly, got up from sitting down, and slowly walked to Xiao Yuesheng, plucking the Buddha beads: "Lao Wei used his palms to try the edge of the sword technique to ward off evil spirits. ”

"Very good. Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, his body flashed, as fast as an electric switch, and an electric light slashed towards Master Fang Zheng.

"Amitabha!" Master Fang Zheng hurriedly announced the Buddha's name, and the right palm of his hand stretched out from the wide sleeve, and he slapped lightly.

The lightning flashed suddenly, Xiao Yuesheng's figure appeared, and the long sword changed its direction, but it was silent, as fast as thunder and lightning, and stabbed directly into the left back rib kidney Yu of the master of Fang Zheng.

Master Fang Zheng seemed to be slow and fast, his figure flashed, and the Buddha beads in his left palm were put on his wrist, and he slapped back, which seemed to be elegant, but the wind was faint.

Xiao Yuesheng's body shape changed again, and the ghost moved a step sideways, the tip of the sword changed from the back ribs to the cervical vertebrae, and he shouted in his mouth: "Flowers bloom to see Buddha!"

Master Fang Zheng rushed forward violently, the monk's robe bulged, like an inflatable skin, and the pace under his feet changed non-stop, flickering left and right, extremely fast, as if he was illusioned into two people.

"Meteor catches the moon!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted lightly, accelerated again, and let out a loud roar, the tip of the sword had already pierced the back of the Fang Evidence Master's neck.

Jiang Nanyun was stunned from the sidelines, although he knew that the master's body was extremely fast, but now that he saw it himself, he felt a sense of forest.

"Master, offend!" Xiao Yuesheng put away his sword and stood up, clenching his fists and laughing.

Jiang Nanyun's heart was clear, and he sighed lightly, the cold air of Sen Sen had already drifted away, and he was afraid of the evil sword technique in his heart.

"Amitabha-!" Master Fang Zheng turned around, his face was ruddy, the glow was faintly circulating under his skin, and he looked at Xiao Yuesheng with a slightly surprised expression.

He knew in his heart that just now Xuanji was numb and had been stabbed by the tip of the sword, but Xiao Yuesheng sent and received it from his heart, and he received it with a touch, without exerting his internal force.

If an ordinary master casts this sword, his internal strength is agitated, and he can slow down the sword momentum and avoid it calmly, but Xiao Yuesheng's internal strength is unpredictable, but Master Fang Zheng is difficult to stop.

What Master Fang Zheng sighed about was not the sharpness of the evil sword technique, but the depth of Xiao Yuesheng's internal strength.

"Yijin Sutra" is a martial arts strange science, is the treasure of Shaolin Town Temple, the master of Fang Zheng is very profound, when it comes to the depth of internal force, the world does not think about the second person, he really did not think that the internal force of Xiao Yihan is so deep.

Xiao Yuesheng put the sword back into the sheath, threw it lightly, threw it to Jiang Nanyun, hugged his fists and said: "Master, the evil heart method is the saddest in the first level, once you get started, it will be advancing by leaps and bounds, a thousand miles, with its imperial envoy evil sword technique, quickly better than the kid." ”

Jiang Nanyun's heart moved, and he pursed the corners of his mouth that was as delicate as porcelain, knowing that the master must have used all his strength just now, and he was clumsy again.

Master Fang Zheng nodded slowly: "Evil Sword Spectrum ......"

He sat back in his chair, picked up the snow porcelain tea cup, and tasted it slowly and thoughtfully.

After a while, he looked up at Xiao Yuesheng: "Master Xiao must have some way to restrain the evil sword technique?"

Xiao Yuesheng looked at Master Fang Zheng's smiling eyes, and smiled secretly in his heart, Shaolin Abbot, really smart superman.

"That's right," Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "The kid has a footwork technique, which can be used to restrain the sword technique of warding off evil spirits." ”

Master Fang Zheng nodded, and did not ask again, he was open-minded and frank, and he would not seek Xiao Yuesheng's footwork.

"Amitabha," Master Fang Zheng got up, flicked the Buddha beads, and said abruptly, "...... The old man took his leave. ”

Xiao Yuesheng got up, clenched his fists and smiled: "Master, please-"

"Master, the sword technique of warding off evil spirits is so powerful, why don't you pass it on to me?" When he sent Master Fang Zheng away and stepped back to the mansion, Jiang Nanyun couldn't help but beg.

Xiao Yuesheng stopped, turned his head and glanced at her, and hummed: "A woman's body, you can't practice the sword technique to ward off evil spirits!"

"Master, I don't practice the inner strength of warding off evil spirits!" Jiang Nanyun was unconvinced.

Xiao Yuesheng continued to walk, and said as he walked: "There is no internal strength and heart method, and the evil sword method is just a third-rate sword method!"

"Then I can use other internal skills!" Jiang Nanyun hurriedly followed two steps and hugged Xiao Yuesheng's arm with both hands.

"The jade trick is not successful. Xiao Yuesheng shook his head.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them walked through the front yard to the back garden, flew up, and landed on the small painting on the lake.

"Master, if you can't succeed in the jade void trick, then pass on other mental methods to me. Jiang Nanyun still didn't give up, picked up the bubbling kettle from the small stove, and poured tea for him.

"You haven't practiced the Jade Void Technique yet, so you're too greedy?!" Xiao Yuesheng's heavy brows furrowed.

Jiang Nanyun saw that the situation was not good, and the master seemed to be training people, so he hurriedly picked up the teacup and handed it to him, smiled skillfully, and said in a coquettish voice: "Master, didn't I see that the evil sword technique is extremely powerful, and I defeated Master Fang Zheng, my heart is itching!"

Xiao Yuesheng took the teacup and said angrily: "The Jade Void Sword Technique is far more powerful than the Evil Warding Sword Technique, but you can't practice it at home!"

"That's fine. Jiang Nanyun had no choice but to stop thinking about it, and then, he was elated again, pursed his lips and smiled: "Master, Master Fang Zheng is one of the best masters in martial arts, you can defeat him, it's really powerful!"

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her obliquely, full of disapproval, picked up the scroll and flipped through it, ignoring her elation.

Although the master ignored him, Jiang Nanyun was still excited, his body floated, he got into the painting, and took out a Yaoqin from it.

"Master, I'll play a song on the piano and talk about it as a celebration. Jiang Nanyun smiled and sat cross-legged in front of the low table in the bow of the boat, and put on the yaoqin.

The sound of Congcong's piano sounded slowly, resounding throughout the Xiao Mansion, and the sound was quiet, as if being in a quiet river valley with gurgling springs.

In the royal house, Huashan sent everyone to heal their own injuries, and the injuries were not very serious, so Gai Hengshan sent reinforcements in time.

in the back garden

Yue Buqun and Ling Hu Chong stood beside the flower garden, watching several disciples practice.

"Master, now that the sword spectrum of warding off evil has fallen into the hands of the Songshan faction, it is very bad. Ling Hu Chongjian's eyebrows furrowed, and his clear eyes were full of worry.

For a while, he did not regain his original frankness and uninhibitedness, his heart was free of distractions, he only thought about breaking into the martial arts, but began to think from the perspective of the head of the Huashan faction.

Perhaps stimulated by Xiao Yuesheng, his desire for martial arts has become a little urgent, and he is much more diligent in his practice.

Yue Buqun sighed, stroked his hair, shook his head and said, "Now that the Shaolin faction is intervening, Zuo Lengchan wants to be wishful, but it is also difficult. ”

"Master Fang Zheng is humble and frank, I'm afraid he won't be able to calculate the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits?" Ling Hu Chong said hesitantly.

Yue Buqun shook his head and smiled: "Zuo Lengchan's ambition is like Sima Zhao's heart, if he has the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, like a tiger with wings, Master Fang Zheng will never tolerate this." ”

Ling Hu Chong nodded, and then shook his head again: "The disciple is worried that the evil sword spectrum has fallen into Zuo Lengchan's hands. ”

Yue Buqun glanced at Ling Hu Chong, and was very relieved in his heart, the current big disciple, compared with the previous prodigal son, is enough to judge the two of them.

(To be continued)