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Chapter 283 Let's compare whose bird is bigger(1/2)

Chapter 283 Let’s compete, whose bird is bigger?

In a small town south of the capital city of the Ming Dynasty, a man was sitting there drinking wine. There was a sword hilt exposed on his back. It was obvious that he was a man who knew martial arts.

Whether he was holding a wine glass or picking up food, he only used his left hand because his right hand was gone and his entire sleeve was empty.

This man wore a silver mask that covered the upper half of his face. Looking at his chin, he seemed not too old, but his temples were gray. The beard on his chin looked like it hadn't been shaved for a long time, and there was a look in his eyes.

A hint of melancholy.

He came here specially from the Song Dynasty this time just to deal with King Jinlun.

Back then, he and his aunt fought against Jin Lun Dharma King and used some tricks to win by chance, ruining Jin Lun Dharma King's good deeds.

He knew that Jin Lun Dharma King would definitely come to take revenge on them now that he had achieved great success.

Now he and his aunt have not seen each other for sixteen years, but according to the handwriting left by his aunt back then, his aunt should be back, so before that, he cannot let anyone who wants to kill his aunt live.

I heard that Jin Lun Dharma King has reached the realm of gods and humans, and his strength is far greater than before, but his martial arts are also much more powerful than before.

He also wanted to compete with King Jinlun to judge how his martial arts compares to other masters. After all, he is missing an arm and the martial arts he mainly uses now are all self-created.

Lin Lang suddenly said: "I can really help you with this matter."

Suddenly, the Ziwei soft sword suddenly wrapped around the Sun and Moon sword. Yang Guo pulled hard, trying to let Lin Lang's sword go, but he felt a counterattack force.

His Ecstasy Palm is the same as Dugu Nine Swords, which emphasizes meaning rather than gravity. The more powerful the god, the more powerful the palm technique.

He immediately let go of the hand holding the Ziwei soft sword and slapped Lin Lang on the shoulder.

"You want to talk about what happened when your wife Xiao Longnu jumped off a cliff."

Fighting with Lin Lang made him feel invigorated. He had new ideas about palm skills and sword skills. Maybe he would be able to take a step further soon.

He is also interested in the heartbroken grass and love flowers over there. The more poisonous it is, the more he likes it.

This divine eagle, like the spiritual vulture, has undergone mutation and may become good friends.

Fortunately, Lin Lang was already in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm, and his speed was very fast. Especially his divine will was extremely powerful, and he quickly got rid of the influence of Yang Guo's ecstatic mood.

"But I used my true energy to sort out Brother Diao's meridians, making him lose some weight and grow more feathers, so he could fly."

He looked around and saw no big eagle bird.

He wanted to prove to Lin Lang that it was not Lonely Nine Swords that was weak, but Feng Qingyang and Linghu Chong were too weak.

"Thank you, Brother Lin. I'll go find her right away."

It must be the Sad Soul Palm, a palm technique that is by no means weaker than the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it is even better.

Yang Guo explained without hesitation: "My wife was taken away by an overseas nun. She agreed to come back to me this year. I have to wait for her to come back."

"Hey~~ What if someone cuts off the rope in a sneak attack? Maybe the Divine Eagle can get another suitable rope? I'd better help you. I also heard that the scenery of Jueqing Valley is pretty good, so I'll take a look by the way."

Yang Guo raised his head: "Why did the Master of the Ming Dynasty come to Yang?"

"Besides, the valley is too deep, and there is nowhere to draw strength from. There is also a strange wind, otherwise the little dragon girl would have come up long ago."

He heard that Lin Lang's palm skills were also extremely powerful. He even defeated the King of the Golden Wheel with one palm move, and he wanted to see it.

He had also heard of the spiritual vultures of the Tianshan Mountains. They seemed to have thick legs, short feathers on their wings, and a fat body. His method might be effective.

He was competing with Lin Lang's strongest swordsmanship.

Lin Lang got off the carriage and sat directly next to Yang Guo: "I'm not hiding, I'm just making sure I'm not looking for the wrong person."

Or has it already surpassed this realm of swordsmanship?

So Lin Lang didn't come to him, but to Brother Diao?

"Brother Eagle is resting in the woods outside the town. He is too big and might disturb the people here."

Yang Guo also understood what Lin Lang meant. If Lin Lang had murderous intentions, he would die today.

But when he thought about Xiao Longnu's age and the fact that the Quanzhen sect had passed through her, Lin Lang lost much interest.

Yang Guo was very fond of Lin Lang's temper, and he was willing to make this friend, not to mention that this friend also possessed many magical skills.

Lin Lang's figure also suddenly disappeared. Should he compete with Qinggong first? Then he wouldn't lose.

"Brother Lin, wait here for a moment. I'll buy a long rope."

If he were a normal person, he would definitely be stabbed in the right arm, leading to defeat.

It's a pity that Yang Guo, unlike Li Xunhuan, doesn't know how to be humble to his friends.

When he said this, his voice was trembling because he was no longer so sure about this matter.

He knew that Yang Guo had watched the tides of the sea and deduced the breathing method he learned from the divine eagle to a whole new level. This internal skill had definitely reached the level of peerless magic.

Yang Guo looked at Lin Lang with tearful eyes: "What are you talking about? Long'er is not dead. Where is she? Why haven't you come to me all these years?"

There are some seal patterns coiled with gold wire on the hilt of the sword. If you look closely, you will find the word Ziwei.

He asked Senior Huang Laoxie, the owner of Peach Blossom Island, but the other party said that he had never heard of that nun.

Lin Lang took two steps back, flicked his hand, and threw aside the Sun Moon Sword and the wrapped crape myrtle soft sword. His eyes were filled with excitement: "Is this your own palm technique?"

Yang Guo stood up and walked out: "Then let's go to the woods outside the town."

The Ecstasy Palm can not only arouse the user's emotions, but also affect the enemy's emotions.

"Brother Lin, you also won the palm technique."

But after the fight, I realized that Lin Lang's divine will was not weaker than his at all.

Most masters of the same realm can't beat them and can always escape.

He remembered that when he was Lin Lang's age, he was not even a master, let alone a celestial being.

Lin Lang waved his sword to block, but the Ziwei soft sword remained straight without any trembling. It must have been filled with Yang Guo's extremely powerful Qi.

Lin Lang's eyes lit up. One piece of news could be exchanged for so many benefits. It was really a good deal.

Just when they were about to arrive at the capital of the Ming Dynasty, they heard that the Meng Yuan cavalry had been defeated, and King Ruyang fled back to Meng Yuan with a group of people.

After saying that, he stepped down and flew out like a bird, leaving only a piece of silver on the table.

"How did Brother Lin know about this? Please tell me. Whatever you want, just ask, as long as I have it. If I don't have it, as long as it doesn't violate chivalry, I will get it for you."

When Lin Lang dodged backwards, Yang Guo suddenly put one hand on the ground and kicked him several times with both feet.

Lin Lang had never seen such a weird palm technique before. It looked ordinary and ordinary moves, but it was extremely powerful.

"You need someone to help and prepare a long rope so that you can go down and pull you up."

"I still have this palm technique, the Sad Soul Palm, please give me some advice from Brother Lin."

"It's time for me to leave and wait for her to come back. There's nothing worth missing here."

It turned out not to be the Dark Iron Heavy Sword.

Yang Guo nodded: "Yes, even branches of plants and trees can be used as swords. Then Yang will be offended."

"I didn't bring the Yitian Sword. This sword has been with me for a longer time. And when it reaches the realm of you and me, ordinary swords can exert incomparable power."

His sword skills, breathing skills, including the divine eagle, are all inherited from the sword demon Dugu Qiubai.

Lin Lang's eyes began to search for the poisonous weeds around him, and suddenly he saw a figure approaching quickly.

But the lower abdomen that passed by was like a wave, first tightening the abdomen, and then suddenly inflating it, just like the ebb and flow of the tide, using the abdomen to push back the waves.

A sad emotion suddenly appeared on Yang Guo's body, as if everything around him had a sad meaning, which made him want to cry and make him miserable.

"Brother Diao, could you please drive the two of us together? I have to get to the Heartless Valley as soon as possible."

Yang Guo looked at Lin Lang in surprise: "With Brother Lin's help, nothing will go wrong."

Being able to win and being able to kill the opponent are two different things.

Lin Lang suddenly discovered a flaw and slapped Yang Guo's abdomen with his palm.

But these flaws are all located on Yang Guo's right arm.

But even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he is still willing to wait. If he can't wait this year, he will jump off the cliff and stop living alone.

Before, he thought that Lin Lang had stronger body and Qi. After all, he knew that Lin Lang had practiced the Star Absorbing Technique and the Vajra Indestructible Magic.

"Okay, I just wanted to see it."

"Since you know my identity, you should know that I have many subordinates who are good at collecting intelligence. They once saw some bees in the Heartless Valley and near Broken Heart Cliff, and the wings of the bees had words pricked with needles."

Although he lost, Yang Guo was not depressed.

What's more important is that he doesn't need to consume his energy, nor is he tired. He can even meditate and practice on the back of the divine eagle.

Lin Lang looked at the divine eagle and compared it with the spiritual vulture in his memory. His bird was still bigger, and Yang Guo lost again.

It is really difficult to go down behind the Broken Heart Cliff. The place is so narrow that even Brother Diao can't fly down, so he can only climb by ropes.

There is actually someone who can make spirit, energy and spirit go hand in hand. Given time, Lin Lang will reach the pinnacle of heaven and human realm!

Although he started last, Lin Lang reached the woods first, and then Yang Guo fell down.

"No need to compare, I have never seen a bird bigger than Brother Eagle."
To be continued...
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