Chapter 282 - [Plum Blossom Killing]

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In the martial arts training ground, as soon as Long Er stepped in, it attracted a boiling noise.

On the other side, the disciples of the Ming Sword Hall stood on one side surrounded by a black-bearded man, and when they saw Long'er, they began to discuss.

In just one day, the news of Long Er's defeat of Ling Qianhai, the deputy hall master of the Ming Sword Hall, spread throughout the Ming Sword Hall, and more than half of the disciples of the Ming Sword Hall admired him.

The rest of the people were looking forward to the hall master Ling Qianshan to make a sword attack and beat the dragon to the ground.

"That kid is here, this time the hall master will go out in person, and he will definitely be able to defeat him......"

"I don't think so! Maybe the hall master is not his opponent!" A famous disciple whispered, and Ling Ziqi on one side heard it, turned his eyes and glared, and exclaimed: "Presumptuous! Are you still a disciple of the Ming Sword Hall? You dare to doubt my father like this! Don't forget, my father is a five-rank warrior certified by the Martial Arts Hall, and he is a grade higher than my second uncle. ”

Saying this, those disciples who were still optimistic about Long'er all nodded in approval.

"That's right! The strength of the hall master is one level higher than that of the deputy hall master, and it seems that this kid will definitely be defeated. ”

Long Er walked into the martial arts training ground, first untied the burden, put the fire monkey on the wall, and walked straight to the black-bearded man standing in the center of the field, the long sword was unsheathed, and he looked up and asked: "Are you the hall master of the Ming Sword Hall?" My name is Long Er, make a move! Let me see your Ming Yue swordsmanship......

Ling Qianshan smiled lightly, pretending to be a calm leader, "It's easy to say, the little brother is a guest from afar, please make a move first!"

In order to fight against the dragon. He also took out the Purple Gold Sword, the treasure sword of the Ming Sword Hall, but it could be seen that he was still very jealous of Long'er.

"Good!" the dragon stared at his heart, his heart followed the sword, and he kicked the ground with a step, soared up, and stabbed out sharply. At the first glance, he recognized that Ling Qianshan's internal strength was much better than yesterday's Ling Qianhai, and he didn't dare to be careless!

"Good coming, boy. Yesterday, you defeated my second brother, because he was not good at swordsmanship, and today I will let you see the real Mingyue swordsmanship. ”

Ling Qianshan roared, and the purple gold sword flashed golden light and greeted him.

He knew that his internal strength was strong, even if his swordsmanship was a little poor, he could suppress Long Er from his internal strength, so once he made a move, his true anger would be agitated. The sword light came out, and the body was full of drumming real energy.

After seven or eight moves, the two of them are not up and down, and Long Er is young after all. The internal force was not enough, the breathing increased, and the sword began to slow down.

Ling Qianhai, who was watching from afar, saw it clearly, and said with a smile: "It's still the eldest brother who is smart." You must have known that I also suppressed it with internal force yesterday, how could I lose to this kid. ”

The deputy hall master commented. The onlookers were all excited, and suddenly realized: "That's right! No matter how powerful this kid's swordsmanship is, the hall master's internal skills are profound, and with Mingyue's swordsmanship, he will definitely be able to defeat him." ”

Suddenly, all the people who had some admiration for Long Er before all showed disdain.

For a while, the people at the door shouted loudly, shouting: "The hall master is mighty, quick, quickly split that kid......"

After fighting more than ten moves, Long Er gradually felt overwhelmed and was about to lose. With a move in his heart, he abandoned the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and his sword moves changed mutually, and he shot with the swordsmanship of "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect".

Since he was a child, he has practiced the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" and the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique", and knows that when the internal strength is inferior to the opponent, he can use the method of "Ten Thousand Swords to the Sect" to absorb the power of outsiders. didn't hesitate at the moment, and shouted in his heart: "The sword rushes to the waste hole!" As soon as the true qi turned, the sword move swirled, and it slammed towards the opponent's sword qi.

Ling Qianshan's sword move was resisted by Long'er's long sword, and his true strength was released, but it was like sinking into the abyss, and he was shocked in his heart: "It's not good, how can this kid absorb my true strength......"

However, before thinking about it, Long Er sucked the other party's true strength in the midst of the crisis, and with a drum of internal strength, long swords came out, and the time was more than twice as fast.

Brushing and stabbing out the sword, more than ten sword lights suddenly appeared around his body, blooming like a lotus. This is also his "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" without a great success, and he can only transport out more than ten sword lights, otherwise as soon as ten thousand sword lights come out, not only Ling Qianshan, but even all the onlookers will be slashed to ashes by the sword lights.

Sneering, a few soft sounds, Ling Qianshan was in pain, the gorgeous head suit was cut open several times, and blood flowed.

He held back the pain, hurriedly resisted, and shouted at the sky: "Qianhai, hurry, act according to the plan!"

Ling Qianhai, who was watching, hurriedly moved, rushed to the side, his big hand exuded strength, and slammed towards the fire monkey squatting in the corner.

He is the strength of a six-rank warrior, this shot is fast and ruthless, he grabbed the fire monkey and pinched it hard, the fire monkey was in pain, and he croaked.

At the same time, he shouted coldly: "What a fat and big monkey, the monkey brain must be delicious......"

Long Er heard the cry of the fire monkey during the battle, and when he heard this sound again, his heart was in a hurry, and he turned his head and shouted: "Bastard, let go of my fire monkey!"

However, because of such a distraction, the sword move in his hand was slow, and flaws suddenly appeared.

Ling Qianshan seized the opportunity, mentioned the very true qi, the sword went like a meteor, and the three swords were stabbed out in three sections, which was the strongest style in the Mingyue swordsmanship - the moon wave three stacks.

Yesterday, Ling Qianshan also used this sword move to cut off the corner of the table, which made Long Er look at him with admiration.

At this moment, Long Er was already in danger, and he could no longer resist this move.

After all, he is too young to know the insidiousness of the Jianghu people.

Suddenly, a pink plum petal flew over the roof in the distance like a red meteor. In an instant, it pierced through Ling Qianshan's sword net, broke through his sword momentum, and struck him on his long sword with a bang.

Choke!

The Ming Sword Hall's Zhenpai sword "Purple Gold Sword" was unexpectedly broken in response and was interrupted by a plum blossom petal.

Ling Qianshan was really angry, raised his protective body, and instantly floated backwards, raising his head and shouting: "Who? ”

At this moment, Twilight saw two figures floating on the roof in the distance.

A woman in a pink cloak with a face and a little girl carrying a basket of flowers.

The woman's voice was cold, like the coldest cold wind in a winter night: "Ling Qianshan, you are really a shameless stinky man by interfering in the competition with yin moves!"

Ling Qianshan saw the person coming clearly, his heart was cold, his mouth was open, and his whole body trembled: "Sword Dao Evil, you, what are you doing in my Ming Sword Hall?"

The woman said coldly: "What are you doing, you are a disciple of the Ming Sword Hall, three wives and four concubines, forcibly taking people's daughters, playing with women, you have violated my taboo, today, you all have to die!"

The word was settled, Ling Qianshan's whole body was cold, he didn't hesitate at all, he lost half of the truncated sword, and fled into the distance with a vertical step.

Kendo Evil reached out and took the flower basket in the apprentice's hand, picked up a plum blossom in his hand, flicked it lightly, and flew towards Ling Qianshan who was fleeing. At the same time, he snorted coldly and ordered: "Xinluo, go quickly, use your Mei Xin Sword to kill all these stinky men......"

Xinluo nodded lightly, the Mei Xin Sword at his waist came out of the sheath, and the person turned into a bright red shadow, piercing through the disciples of the Ming Sword Hall for a moment.

said that Long'er was anxious about the life and death of the fire monkey and was almost injured, but fortunately he was saved by the evil of the sword. Without stopping, he threw himself at Ling Qianhai, who was holding the fire monkey, and shouted, "Let go of my fire monkey." ”

Ling Qianhai held the fire monkey just to distract Long'er and help the eldest brother win, seeing Long'er's flying sword stabbing him, knowing that he was invincible, he suddenly lifted the fire monkey and threw it at Long'er. He dodged back and walked quickly back of the way.

Long Er took the fire monkey, hugged it to the side, touched its head dotingly, and comforted it softly: "The fire monkey is not afraid, with me, no one will dare to hurt you anymore......"

As he spoke, he picked up his baggage, put the fire monkey in it, and put it back on his back, then raised his sword and looked into the martial arts training ground.

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