After teaching that set of swordsmanship, Daoist Tiansong asked, "Ling Yang, how are you learning?"

Ling Yang closed his eyes and thought about it carefully, "I've forgotten it all." ”

Shimizu Furong laughed and said, "I said a long time ago, he is as stupid as a pig, and it is a joke to ask such a person to practice swords." Now he doesn't remember a single move, how can he fight us?"

Tiansong said long: "Ling Yang, you didn't remember those moves, it's good! You just need to remember to kill that pig now." ”

Ling Yang slowly walked in front of Murong Jingang, raised his sword, and said, "Fat pig, please!"

Murong Jingang glared angrily and said, "You are the fat pig." ”

Ling Yang smiled: "My master said to let me kill the pig, if you are not a pig, then please return it!"

Murong Jingang suddenly smiled and said, "Hehehe...... This messenger almost fell for you. Your sword hasn't made a move yet, but what you say is more powerful than your sword move, you want to make this envoy angry, your purpose is to make me mess up, don't you think about it!"

Ling Yang said calmly, "Even if you don't get angry, you have no chance of winning against me." If you have to do something with Poor Dao, Poor Dao promises to cut off your Vajra Soul Breaker Finger. ”

Murong King Kong transported his true qi to his Vajra Soul Breaking Finger, and those two fingers immediately lit up.

Murong Jingang looked at his fingers and said, "These two fingers can sharpen iron like clay, just with one of your swords, you want to cut off my Vajra Soul Breaking Finger, your idea is too naïve, right?"

Ling Yang looked at Murong Jingang levelly, his eyes rolled twice, and said, "Poor Dao has already given you a chance. If you have to try. Then your finger will only be broken. ”

Murong Jingang was so angry that the flesh on his face tensed and said, "Don't talk nonsense." Let's talk about it. ”

Murong Jingang's two fingers were like two sharp daggers, flashing a few times in front of Ling Yang, cutting directly into Ling Yang's shoulder.

Ling Yang turned his body around, avoiding Murong Jingang's blow, and with a horizontal stab of the sword in his hand, the tip of the sword reached Murong Jingang's chest.

Murong King Kong didn't dodge, he stretched out his Vajra Soul Breaking Finger.

Those two glowing fingers instantly caught the tip of Ling Yang's sword.

After a sword is caught. It's like a poisonous tongue stuck in the neck, and it's hard to make another move.

There was a nervousness on the face of the chief of Tiansong, and cold sweat broke out in the palms of his hands.

Ye Tianxiang's neck stretched forward, and his eyes widened a lot.

Murong Jingang's two fingers were clamped, and he pinched it hard, wanting to break the sword.

Although that sword was an ordinary sword, that sword seemed to be made of special materials in Ling Yang's hands. Murong Jingang pinched and bent the sword, and he didn't break the sword.

Ling Yang jerked his sword back, and Murong Jingang's body followed the sword three steps forward.

Ling Yang suddenly stabbed his sword forward again, and Murong Jingang's body also moved forward.

There were several piercing sounds between Murong King Kong's Vajra Soul Breaking Finger and the sword, making everyone in the Hongwu Hall want to plug their ears.

Ling Yang suddenly turned the sword in his hand. Murong Jingang's Vajra Soul Breaking Finger was suddenly stretched open by that sword.

Murong Jingang clamped the sides of the sword with his hands, wanting to break the sword again.

Ling Yang instilled true qi into the sword. Pulling back, Murong Jingang's Soul Breaking Finger was actually cut off by that sword.

Two fingers with blood fell to the ground, and blood splattered all over the ground.

Murong Jingang clenched his right hand tightly with his left hand in pain, gritted his teeth, and screamed in pain.

Qing Shui Furong glared at her eyes and said angrily: "Useless thing, didn't you say that your Vajra Soul Breaking Finger can be broken no matter how sharp the sword is?

Murong Jingang looked aggrieved and said, "He ...... His internal strength is very deep. ”

Qing Shui Furong sneered and walked in front of Ling Yang and said, "He's just a little Daoist, what internal strength can he have?" Step aside and watch how this envoy kills him. ”

The Wudang disciples in the Hongwu Hall were all cheering for Ling Yang, and they admired Ling Yang's appearance very much, even Ye Tianxiang felt that Ling Yang was really unusual.

Ye Tianxiang has been wondering who that Ling Yang is, when did Wudang have such a young hero.

Qing Shui Furong showed the flying knife in her hand, and in a flash in the Hongwu Hall, the flying knife hit Ling Yang's throat.

Ling Yang waved the sword in his hand, the sword light flashed, and the flying knife was split in half by Ling Yang's sword, and the two flying knives shook in Ling Yang's sword qi, and they were actually beaten back by Ling Yang.

The strength of those two throwing knives was greater than that of Qing Shui Hibiscus.

Qing Shui Furong was taken aback, her hand had not yet reached out, and the flying knife had already passed through Qing Shui's right ear.

Another flying knife struck the throat of the fake Chu Liuxiang.

Fake Chu Liuxiang blocked it with a fan, and the flying knife flew to the stone pillar of the Hongwu Hall again, and the handle of the knife was driven into the stone pillar.

Qing Shui Furong covered her ears and looked at Ling Yang in surprise, "Who are you, why would you use the other way to return the trick?"

Fake Chu Liuxiang slowly walked in front of Ling Yang and asked in surprise, "Could it be that you are Chu Liuxiang?"

When this sentence came out, the people in the Hongwu Hall were shocked, and they all set their eyes on Ling Yang's body, and their mouths kept talking.

Ye Tianxiang set his eyes on Daoist Tiansong and said, "Didn't Daoist say that he is your proud disciple and the future head of Wudang?

Tiansong Daoist said happily: "No matter who he is, as long as he can resolve the disaster of Wudang, this head will not say anything." ”

Ling Yang took off the mask on his face, revealing a handsome face, turned his head to look at Tiansong Dao and said, "Master Tiansong, it is really a last resort to pretend to be your disciple just now. Hope for forgiveness. ”

Tiansong Dao Chang said excitedly: "My inferior disciple Ling Yang, his qualifications are dull, what he forgets to learn, he has to practice a very simple set of swordsmanship for several months, he actually came out today and said that he wanted to help the head of the sect retreat from the enemy, I was very surprised at the time, I saw his martial arts, I thought he had some adventures, it turned out that Xiang Shuai came." ”

Chu Liuxiang said: "I was beaten down by the Cloud Flying God of the Ye City Lord, but fortunately, I was lucky to be in the lower part and pulled an ancient tree under the cliff, so I flew to the top of the cliff with light skills." I happened to meet Ling Yang. Ling Yang told me that something was wrong with Wudang, and I knew that Daoist Tiansong and City Lord Ye were still suspicious of Zaixia, so they simply rushed over after a while. ”

Daoist Tiansong said excitedly: "You came just in time. Now the truth has been revealed. The guy pretending to be you is here. You just have to catch him and ask, I'm afraid that the death of Honka and the abbot of Shaolin will have a result. (To be continued......)