With a soft snort, Ding Jian's long sword crossed the air, and when his wrist flipped, the long sword flashed like lightning.

Lin Changsheng's eyes narrowed, and he secretly exclaimed, this Ding Jian is just a small person, and he was also defeated by Ling Hu Chong in one move in the original book, but looking at his swordsmanship, his momentum is extremely big.

The flickering sword light was really like a lightning bolt flying all over the body.

"Although the swordsmanship is good, the practice is not at home. With a low chuckle, Lin Changsheng swung the long sword in his hand, and instantly attacked seven swords, each of which pointed directly at the flaw in Ding Jian's swordsmanship.

Ding Jian was shocked, his body leaned back quickly, and the long sword in his hand danced into a group, completely chaotic.

Lin Changsheng didn't force him too much, he pulled his long sword, closed it in front of him, and said, "Offend!"

Ding Jian was frightened by his sword and was covered in a cold sweat, and said with a pale face: "Thank you for the mercy of the Wind Hero's sword." ”

Lin Changsheng said: "Don't dare! ”

Hei Baizi, Bald Pen Weng, and Dan Qingsheng glanced at each other, Dan Qingsheng stood up, took the long sword in Ding Jian's hand, and said, "Brother Feng, please." ”

Lin Changchang's sword moved slightly, flat and gentle, and stabbed straight with a sword. Dan Qingsheng was stunned and said, "What is this?" He didn't think about it, the long sword was raised, and it was horizontal in front of his chest, as if he was about to swing away Lin Changsheng's sword. But when he looked up, he suddenly felt a flash of sword light in front of him, as if countless long swords were stabbing in front of him. Dan Qingsheng was startled, and screamed "ah", and his body took a step back in a hurry.

"Be careful!"

The black and white son exclaimed, and as soon as his hand moved, the black and white chess pieces were pinched in his hand. At this time, Lin Changchang's sword stopped and stopped one foot in front of Dan Qingsheng.

Dan Qingsheng was still shocked, he had a sword across his chest, and there was a blank look in his eyes, as if he didn't know why this was so.

Hei Baizi and Bald Pen Weng glanced at each other, and they were also extremely surprised. What's going on? It's obviously a simple sword, why did the fourth brother look like a ghost, and he didn't even make a move, so he was defeated?

Lin Changsheng withdrew his long sword, hugged his fists and said, "Four Zhuang masters, offended." ”

Dan Qingsheng came back to his senses, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and was full of shame. Hei Baizi walked quickly to his side and said in a low voice, "Fourth brother, what's the matter?"

Dan Qingsheng shook his head a little blankly and said, "I don't know. It's obviously a very simple swordsmanship, but just as I took out the sword, his sword seemed to have countless tricks stabbing at me, making me panic and not knowing how to resist. ”

The two of them were secretly surprised, and Hei Baizi glanced at the bald pen man. Bald Pen Weng said: "Brother Feng is really strong in swordsmanship. Shi Lingwei, go and get my bald pen. ”

Shi Lingwei answered, went out and took a blade, and handed it with both hands. Lin Changsheng saw that it was a judge pen made of stainless steel, one foot six inches long, and the strange thing was that there was a bundle of wool stained with ink on the tip of the judge pen, just like a large pen for writing. Ordinary judges' pen nibs are used for acupuncture points, but his blade is used as a soft wool pen tip, and it is pointed on the acupoints of the human body, how can he defeat the enemy?

Bald Pen Weng took the judge's pen in his hand and said, "Brother Feng, my brushwork is changed from the famous pen. Brother Feng is an all-round talent in civil and military affairs, and he must be able to see the way of my penmanship. Brother Feng is a good friend, and I don't dip my bald pen into ink. ”

Lin Changsheng smiled slightly and said, "Please!"

"Okay! The bald pen man snorted, and together with a large pen, he connected three points to Lin Changsheng's left cheek. Lin Changsheng smiled, one side of his body, slightly tilted, the bald pen Weng incomparably iron pen crossed, a big "Pei" took shape in an instant, and the pen was full of energy, enveloping Lin Changsheng's body.

Feeling the strength of his pen, Lin Changsheng shook his head secretly. This strength is not small, but this move is too drawn.

His heart moved, and Lin Changsheng saw him pick up the pen again, with his feet on one side, and his body moved horizontally out of thin air. The bald pen and the iron pen flew to the point, three moves in a row, but he didn't want Lin Changsheng to have a wrist, and the long sword was across his chest. At the end of the bald pen and iron pen, it is Lin Changsheng's sword.

He was taken aback, his move was forcibly changed, he turned around, and he wanted to start writing again, but Lin Changsheng's swordsmanship was inserted into his penmanship in a blink of an eye, telling him to move half of it, and he couldn't put down the pen.

The bald pen Weng's complexion changed, and his moves changed again, but it was still made by Lin Changsheng. After more than a dozen moves in a row, the bald pen couldn't even write a word. His face was flushed, his chest was full of anger, and he changed his brushwork three times in a row, but the result was the same.

"No fight, no fight. The bald man shouted, and leaned back. Suddenly, with a smile on his face, his body rose into the air, and the judge's pen suddenly clicked on the Danqingsheng wine glass, and he wrote on the white wall, and it was the poem "General Pei Poem" that was written. The twenty-three words are full of energy, especially the word "such as" and flies straight through the wall.

After he finished writing, he breathed a sigh of relief, laughed, looked sideways at the big red characters on the wall, and said, "Excellent! ”

Lin Changsheng looked at it and praised it, "Good words, good words! ”

Bald Bi Weng was even more proud, and said, "Fourth brother, you are going to give me this wall." ”

Dan Qingsheng said: "Haha...... Third brother, I'm here, except for the wine cellar, you can take whatever you like. ”

Bald Pen Weng shook his head at those lines, claiming to praise himself: "Even if Yan Lugong is resurrected, he may not be able to write it." He turned his head to Lin Changsheng and said, "Brother, it's all up to you to force me to be full of pen intentions, and I can't use it, so I suddenly gushed out from my fingers, becoming an unprecedented masterpiece in this world." Your swordsmanship is good, my calligraphy is good, this is called each has its own strengths, regardless of victory or defeat. ”

Xiang Wentian said: "Exactly." Each has its own strengths, regardless of victory or defeat. ”

Hei Baizi said: "My third brother is innocent and obsessed with writing, but it's not that he doesn't admit it if he loses." He stepped forward, smiled at Lin Changsheng, and said, "Brother Feng, I'll learn your tricks." ”

Lin Changsheng remained silent and looked at him quietly. Ding Jian walked in from outside, holding a chessboard cast in iron. The black and white pieces grabbed the corner of the chessboard, shook it slightly, and made a buzzing sound, but the black and white pieces on it did not move at all, and landed firmly between the chessboards.

Magnet!

"Please!" The long sword swung, and the long sword in Lin Changsheng's hand groaned softly, and the sword body shook, as if it was divided into three, which was shocking.

Hei Baizi's pupils shrank, his hand was a little on the chessboard, and a white word shot out. Lin Changsheng's sword body shook, the sword body was differentiated, and with a ding, the iron flag hit the tip of the sword and flew to the side with a swish.

The black and white children were surprised, their hands flew one after another, and the black and white chess pieces flew one after another, but Lin Changsheng's body didn't move, he just held the long sword, his arm moved slightly, and the tip of the sword was tapped again and again, and the chess pieces were flying. And these chess pieces were also shot to the sides, and none of them returned to the chessboard.

"Pick up!" Hei Baizi let out a low snort, raised the chessboard, and smashed Lin Changsheng's right shoulder. The chessboard was two feet square and an inch thick, and it was a very heavy blade, and if it was smashed on the sword, even if there was no magnetism on the iron table, the long sword would have to be broken.

In the original work, Ling Hu Chong relied on the skill of Dugu Nine Swords and did not collide with the chessboard. When he came to Lin Changsheng, it was different, although he also knew the Dugu Nine Swords, but the swordsmanship did not suit his spleen and stomach, and he himself did not cultivate deeply, but just learned the concept.

Look at him, the long sword is horizontal, the foot is shocked, the slate cracks, the broken slate is up, and the body of his sword is swept away, turning into little fragments, reflecting out.

As soon as the black and white chess board was closed, he was protected in front of him, and the dinging sound was non-stop, and he pressed forward with force in his hand, and fought back vigorously, bounce away the stone. Just didn't wait for him to fight back again, but he felt that the slate in his hand sank, and his arm shrank.

His eyes widened, and he saw the tip of Lin Changsheng's sword against the chessboard.

"What a bold boy. Hei Baizi snorted, with the force in his hand, wanting to use the magnetic force of the chessboard to unload the long sword in Lin Changsheng's hand, not wanting Lin Changsheng to take a vertical step, his body was in the air, parallel to the long sword, and he rotated rapidly in mid-air, like an electric drill.

"Not good!"

Hei Baizi was shocked, only to feel that the pressure on the chess table in his hand increased sharply, and a tremor force was transmitted from the chess table, making him almost unable to hold the chess table. "Get up!" he flicked his arm, and the chessboard spun rapidly, and his hands kept pointing behind the chessboard, synchronized with Lin Changsheng's rotational speed.

But suddenly, Hei Baizi's feet softened, and he exclaimed, "What's the matter?" The strength in his hand suddenly decreased, and the chessboard lost his support, and he was hit by Lin Changsheng's sword and hit Hei Baizi's head squarely.

This chessboard was already heavy, and it was above Lin Changsheng's afterburner, and under one blow, he actually poofed, cutting off half of the black and white head, blood, brains, red and white, flying together, and spilling on the ground.

"Second Brother ......"

Bald Pen Weng, Dan Qingsheng and the others were shocked, Lin Changsheng's eyes also widened, as soon as his feet landed, his body shook for a while, and he was dizzy for a while. What's going on?