Listening to Zhao Lang's joking words, Mu Gaofeng suddenly stagnated, and suddenly fell from the peak of hope to the bottom of despair, almost not holding back his internal injuries.

Nima, from the palace and from his palace, Xiaofeng Feng can't all be kept the same, there is a fart difference!

"Little brute, you dare to play grandpa with me," Mu Gaofeng's face turned pale, and he couldn't care about Zhao Lang's ability to easily dodge his crutches before, so he stuffed the evil sword spectrum into his arms, and swept the thousands of troops with a blow with his crutches, sweeping towards Zhao Lang's head.

The corners of Zhao Lang's mouth hooked slightly, and he didn't care at all about the change of hands of the robe that recorded the sword technique of warding off evil spirits, if he couldn't completely control the overall situation in the face of a mere Mu Fengfeng, what else would he talk about.

"The stick technique is not bad, but it's a pity that it's too slow," Zhao Lang smiled slightly, and the thin sword shook out a few sword flowers, and went straight to Mu Gaofeng, "Since the senior Mu can't make a decision, then the junior will come to help you!"

Luoying swordsmanship, Zhao Lang has learned martial arts, the most familiar and most commonly used swordsmanship, since worshiping the Peach Blossom Island door, practicing this swordsmanship has been more than a year, the essence of the change, has already been fully understood by Zhao Lang, and even innovated, evolved his own style.

Zhao Langluoying's title of Drifting Snow Sword was obtained because of this swordsmanship.

Mu Gaofeng's strength has only just entered the threshold of the first-class, which is in line with the Sword Sect's Feng Buping True Qi cultivation. And the Sword Sect has always been heavy on moves and light qi, internal strength cultivation is not a strong point, the true qi is similar, and Mu Gaofeng's strength is more than a step weaker than Feng Buping.

Zhao Lang didn't need to use the double sword to fall into the Ying Dynasty at all, and with only one thin sword, he had already forced Mu Gaofeng into embarrassment.

"What a great brother. Lin Pingzhi saw that Zhao Lang was young. He was able to use a thin sword to suppress Mu Gaofeng steadily. The light in his eyes flashed, "If I can be as powerful as this big brother, then I will definitely be able to rescue my father and mother and settle accounts with Yu Canghai." ”

A little bead of sweat gradually oozed from Mu Gaofeng's forehead, and his moves gradually became old, and under Zhao Lang's sky, Mu Gaofeng's crutches looked extremely clumsy. It's extremely difficult to resist.

"Isn't there a sword yet?" Zhao Lang smiled coldly, Mu Gaofeng seemed to be making a stick, but in fact, there was a hidden sword in the camel stick, and Mu Gaofeng was actually a swordsman with profound swordsmanship.

Mu Gaofeng's eyes flickered, no longer hidden, and with a bang, he pulled out the sword in the camel stick, his sword and Zhao Lang's stick sword are similar, they are both very slender and elastic, and the wind resistance is very small when dancing. It can bring the sword speed to the extreme.

Mu Gaofeng's sword was fast, and his thin sword was longer than Zhao Lang's. Therefore, the range of attacks is also wider, and the sword wind dances, weaving into a sword net, densely packed, all attacking Zhao Lang's vital points, extremely ruthless.

"Good swordsmanship," Zhao Lang said with a smile, "but it's not fast enough, it's not fierce enough, let you see my newly learned Tempest Sword!"

After that, Zhao Lang's sword move suddenly changed, and the thin sword hit the ground, bounced up a cloud of dust and shot straight at Mu Fengfeng.

Mu Gaofeng reflexively waved his sleeves to resist, and when he shook off the dust, Zhao Lang had already risen into the sky, his sword was like a violent wind, only hitting Mu Gaofeng.

Leverage the wind!

The ninety-eighth style of the wind sword technique, and the starting style of the last ten styles of "wind reincarnation must kill".

Zhao Lang had no intention of continuing to entangle, and was ready to use this move to kill the other party.

The last ten style wind sword techniques were like a transit typhoon, swept away devastatingly, instantly overturning Mu Gaofeng's sword net defense line, and the wind-like thin sword instantly slashed dozens of pieces on Mu Gaofeng's body.

Sting!

The rain was flying, Mu Gaofeng's clothes were instantly cut into pieces by Zhao Lang, and the big red robe flew out, without a trace of damage, and the subtlety of the control of strength and proportion can be seen.

"Since Senior Mu wants to cultivate peerless martial arts, then he naturally has to pay the corresponding price. Senior Mu is willing to cut his love and hand over this stinky boy to me, in exchange, I naturally have to help Senior Mu deal with all the preparations before cultivating the divine skill!" Zhao Lang's smile was like a devil in Mu Gaofeng's eyes, and the stick sword was like a swimming dragon, "This move is the move in the sword technique to ward off evil spirits, and it will smash the Yellow Dragon directly!"

The move of smashing Huanglong was originally stabbed at the opponent's heart, Zhao Lang's elbow moved down a few inches, and the stick sword immediately stabbed towards Mu Gaofeng's lower body.

A red phantom flashed, Zhao Lang's stick sword returned to the sheath, and a black bloody object fell to the ground, perhaps because the sword was too fast, after a breath, Mu Gaofeng's scream sounded.

"Did you see it," the stick sword is made of stainless steel, and it doesn't stain blood when killing people, let alone eunuchs, Zhao Lang smiled and put the stick sword on his shoulder, ignoring Mu Gaofeng who fell to the ground screaming, and looked at Lin Pingzhi, "How about it, what do you think of the power of the genuine evil sword spectrum?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Zhao Lang blankly, and after a long time, he nodded sluggishly: "Amazing, so powerful." ”

Zhao Lang smiled: "Do you want to learn?"

Lin Pingzhi nodded reflexively: "Want"

Zhao Lang smiled, picked up the robe with a stick that recorded the swordsmanship, and threw it into Lin Pingzhi's hand: "If you want to learn, just like the predecessors of Mu, be ruthless, cut it! ”

Lin Pingzhi trembled: ""

Mu Gaofeng struggled to stand up, covered his crotch, and stared at Zhao Lang fiercely: "Your Excellency said that you will exchange the sword score for this stinky boy, do you want to be untrustworthy?"

Mu Gaofeng hated, hated very much, he wanted to break Zhao Lang's body into ten thousand pieces, but he knew that he was far from Zhao Lang's opponent, and he couldn't even see the last sword just now.

To deal with Zhao Lang, you must cultivate the sword technique to ward off evil spirits in order to have a chance.

Rolling on the rivers and lakes for decades, Mu Gaofeng is famous for his fierceness, not only ruthless to others, but also ruthless to himself, since he has been castrated, then, strive to use the evil sword spectrum to recover the loss. He wants to return to the evil sword spectrum.

"Our deal has been completed," Zhao Lang spread his hands, and said as it should be, "Senior Mu handed over Brother Lin to me, and I threw the sword book to Senior Mu, and this transaction has been completed." ”

"However, there is no rule in the transaction, after giving you the sword spectrum, I can't snatch it back," Zhao Lang said with a smile, "Now this evil sword spectrum is the trophy I snatched from the hands of the senior Mu, and it doesn't belong to the senior!"

Mu Gaofeng vomited blood: ""

"How is it?Brother Lin, is this your Lin family's evil sword spectrum?" Zhao Lang patted Lin Pingzhi on the shoulder, "Do you want to cultivate?"

Lin Pingzhi trembled and looked at Zhao Lang: "If you want to practice divine skills, do you have to go from the palace?"

Zhao Lang nodded, his voice full of temptation: "According to your Lin family's method, it must be cut." Actually, it's nothing, your grandfather was able to be ruthless at the beginning, I think you must be able to do it, come on! After cutting this knife, you will have enough strength to save your parents, and you will have enough strength to regain the glory of the game, give up a piece of meat, get so much, what are you hesitating about?"

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi was still hesitating, Zhao Lang smiled: "Are you reluctant......?"