"Thirty years ago, there was a master of Mobei who came to the Central Plains and threatened to fight all over the Central Plains and win the title of the first in the world. This person is good at knife techniques, especially the move of 'Aotian Knife', proud of the crowd, no one can break it, it is said that this knife is used, heaven and earth, gods and demons, are afraid to avoid it. Qiu Susu muttered

It is said that this person later founded the Great Banner Gate, but the disciples of the Great Banner Gate rarely went to the Central Plains, I didn't expect this Mongolian swordsman to be the disciple of the Great Banner Gate, although its sunset sword technique is far less clever than the Aotian of the year, but it is not an ordinary martial arts master can resist. Murong Yan also whispered.

"Not bad. Back then, Aotian specially challenged the major schools of martial arts, and the masters of the seven major schools such as Shaolin, Emei, and Qingcheng were defeated under his sword. Later, he met a woman, fell in love at first sight, and the two fell in love and became husband and wife. The woman was also chivalrous, but since then, her temperament has changed greatly, helping to abuse, acting for the tiger, and everyone on the rivers and lakes is afraid of snakes and scorpions, and they stay away. Qiu Susu continued.

Murong Yan said: "Later, a young swordsman turned the tide and defeated Aotian with a long sword, so that Aotian withdrew from the Central Plains. Aotian founded Daqimen in the desert, but Daqimen has always been active in Mobei, but he didn't expect to become a lackey of the Mongols. ”

Ling Lingqi said in surprise: "Ah, it seems that this time the Mongolian swordsman came to challenge the Jiangnan martial arts, and it is also related to Aotian thirty years ago! Maybe that Aotian felt that he could challenge Murong Daxia, so he sent his disciples to Gusu City, isn't this just to provoke the Murong family?"

Murong Feng nodded and said: "In this way, this person may be the outpost of Aotian, presumably Aotian wants to use this Afanda to test the reaction of Jiangnan Wulin and my Murong family, but it is precisely in this way that the people of our Murong family cannot make a move, so as not to fall into the enemy's conspiracy." ”

Ling Lingqi said suddenly: "We can't let this Mongolian Tartar be arrogant anymore! If we continue like this, not only will more people die, but it will also be too embarrassing for the Great Song Dynasty!

Murong Yan and Luo Xiaoxi grabbed Ling Lingqi's hand almost at the same time, and said in unison: "Seventh brother!

Murong Yi and Murong Feng were both shocked, they could be regarded as seeing it, it turned out that the third sister Murong Yan liked this kid, and that Luo Xiaoxi, it seemed that she also had a deep love for that kid, so they wondered, how could their sister like such a kid!

It looks like that kid is only fifteen years old, although he looks a little handsome, a little worse than them, but it doesn't mean that his sister falls in love with him, right?

Seeing the puzzled eyes of the two elder brothers, Murong Yan also blushed, and she hurriedly said: "Big brother, second brother, you can help me persuade the seventh brother, he is just a student of the academy, although he can use a few strange swordsmanship, but the Mongolian tartar is too powerful, I am afraid that he will be injured!"

Murong Yi thought for a while and said, "Third sister, I think the only way to do it is to let Ling Shaoxia go! You see that no one dares to fight now, so how crazy are the Mongolian Tatars on the stage? I can't stand it anymore." If it weren't for the rules of the Murong family, I would have gone up a long time ago, big brother! This is a fight for the reputation of our entire Jiangnan martial arts, as well as the honor of our Great Song Dynasty!"

Ling Lingqi could see that the two sons of the Murong family were eager for him to go up!

At this time, the Mongolian swordsman on the stage, Afanda, was walking around on the stage, waving the huge knife while shouting and scolding: "Come on, why is no one coming? You cowards! Is there no one in the Central Plains martial arts? Who dares to come up and fight?"

The words of this Mongolian swordsman aroused the anger of many people, but no one dared to go up. Ten men had already been defeated, three more had been seriously wounded and died, and one had his arm lost from the knife before he bled to death. The scene was so bloody that no one dared to go up to fight.

At this time, Ling Lingqi finally couldn't help it, you must know that the national art he practiced was originally a kind of martial arts for the country and the people, thinking that Sun Lutang and other masters of the Republic of China stood up and defeated many foreign masters when the country was in danger, how similar is this scene to that time? I believe that as long as there are bloody Great Song people, they are willing to go up and fight for the country!

Back then, Sun Lutang's later years, when the great powers were waiting, the national strength was declining, and the national danger was becoming more and more serious, in the face of foreign insults, the martial god was righteous and awe-inspiring, when he was nearly half a hundred years old, he had stunned the famous Russian martial artist Petrov, when he was over the age of sixties, he defeated the Japanese emperor and ordered the great samurai Itagaki Kazuo, and in the ancient years, he defeated the joint challenge of five Japanese technical masters in one fell swoop!

Ling Lingqi broke free from the slender hands of the two women and strode towards the ring.

At this time, when the audience saw that someone was finally going to fight, they all gave Ling Lingqi a way out.

Ling Ling strode under the ring, and with a few borrowings, he turned into the ring, compared to the previous middle-aged man in white, his actions on stage were not so chic, so the onlookers also shook their heads, not optimistic about this fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

Murong Yan and Luo Xiaoxi had no choice but to watch Ling Lingqi go to the ring, but they were also prepared, if Ling Lingqi was in danger, they would immediately fly on stage and save their lover.

In the ring, the Mongolian swordsman Afanda saw that someone finally came up to fight, but it was a teenager, he was a little contemptuous, looked at Ling Lingqi and laughed: "Is there really no one in the Central Plains martial arts? Send such a little guy to challenge? Young man, I see that you are so handsome, but I can't bear to hurt you, you better go down by yourself, so as not to ask for hardship!"

Ling Lingqi condensed and said: "Oh, how do you know that I will definitely defeat you? Thinking that I have been a great Song Dynasty for hundreds of years, and there are many talents, how can I compare with the barbarian countries in the north? Today I want to show you that the Great Song Kingdom and the Central Plains martial arts are not something that you can insult the barbarians of the Fanbang!"

The audience in the audience applauded when they saw such a young boy like Ling Lingqi say such righteous and awe-inspiring words, although they still felt that Ling Lingqi couldn't beat the Mongolian Tartar, but this chivalrous spirit was worthy of praise and admiration!

The giant knife in the hand of the Mongolian swordsman Abanda shook, and the nine big iron rings rattled, and everyone could see that the Mongolian swordsman was extremely powerful, and it seemed that he was not even a little tired of fighting a few people.

Abanda laughed and said, "Okay, since you're going to die, it's no wonder you're going to die! When you go to the ring, you have made a life and death situation, do you still want to fight?"

Ling Lingqi also pulled out his long sword, pointed at the Mongolian swordsman, and said loudly: "Come on, let me see if your sword skills are really that powerful!"

Afanda didn't say anything more, his feet progressed, his hand shook, he finally made a move, the giant knife with a strange and strange cold light, a knife cut out, the knife light drew a beautiful arc.