The first thousand two hundred and eighth chapter defeat
"Hey, old man!" Lin Pingzhi was really furious, but he didn't take action immediately. Instead, he laughed loudly, "Are you getting less and less courageous as you get older? You obviously want to ward off evil swordsmanship, but you also
Don’t you dare to take even a step forward, huh, how can a rat like you be worthy of trying to seize evil-repelling sword skills? You will definitely die without a burial place today!”
A glimmer of gloom flashed in Mu Gaofeng's old, turbid eyes. He was silent for a moment, and suddenly said loudly, "Friends hiding in the dark can come out. Those who hide are not heroes."
Behind the rocks, Yi Lin stiffened and was about to stand up. Fortunately, Murong Fu hugged her quickly, put up a Qi mask, and whispered, "Don't panic, he is lying."
Yilin looked up, and sure enough, after Namu Gaofeng finished saying this, his eyes moved around, and it was obvious that he didn't find anyone anywhere.
Lin Pingzhi held the sword in both hands and said nothing, with a slight sneer on his lips.
Mu Gaofeng still didn't believe himself and snorted coldly, "I have discovered you a long time ago. You are hiding here deliberately. Could it be that you want to sneak attack on me? Huh, you still claim to be a noble and upright person. Your methods are not even as good as the ninth-rate."
He determined that if Lin Pingzhi really had a helper, it must be someone from the Huashan Sect or even the Five Mountains Sword Sect. These people usually like to flaunt themselves as being famous and upright, but as long as they are provoked, they will reveal their flaws.
But what disappointed him was that after a quarter of an hour, there was still no movement around him. He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he had guessed wrong?
At this time, Lin Pingzhi spoke, "Stop looking. There is no one else here except me. I am enough to deal with a shameless villain like you."
"You are so shameless, why are you!" Mu Gaofeng kept sneering on his face, but actually his heart was lifted. Lin Pingzhi must have something to rely on if he dared to appear here alone.
"You will know soon." Lin Pingzhi replied, slowly pulled out the long sword, and gently wiped the blade with his sleeve. The silver-white blade shone in the moonlight, and the cold light shone, obviously
A good sword.
Murong Fu could tell at a glance that this sword was the one Yue Lingshan hung on her waist during the day.
"Since you have always dreamed of getting the sword technique to ward off evil spirits, I will let you experience the real sword technique to ward off evil spirits today, so that you can die in peace." Lin Pingzhi said, leaning forward slightly, but he didn't move.
Flying down from a high stone, it is like a bird gliding, quite indescribably elegant.
Mu Gaofeng took out an arc-shaped thin sword that was bent into a semicircle from nowhere. He sneered and said, "The sword technique of warding off evil is such a unique skill. With your qualifications, I will never believe that you can master it in just a few years."
Practice until you achieve greatness,"
"If you only practice a little bit, you can deal with those idiots of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, but if you want to deal with me, it is just wishful thinking. If you are willing to hand over the evil sword manual now, I can forget about it and understand it with you. If I am in a good mood,
If so, I might even give you some pointers."
"Really? Then let's give it a try." Lin Pingzhi sneered, and his figure suddenly moved, like a shadow, and he stepped forward in an instant.
Mu Gaofeng was startled subconsciously, but he quickly calmed down, because Lin Pingzhi's strange movements had already been seen on the Fengchan platform today. As a veteran who has been in the world for many years, he has rich fighting experience, so he naturally knows
How to deal with this situation? He immediately circled his waist with his sword and used the "Eight Ways of Night Fighting" move.
He expected that Lin Pingzhi's skills were not deep and he was injured, so he would never be able to hold on for too long. As long as he could block the first few attacks, the opponent would be a piece of meat on the chopping board for him to slaughter.
Lin Pingzhi's figure was erratic, one sword after another at cunning and strange angles, while Mu Gaofeng stood motionless on the spot, dancing with his arc sword in an airtight manner, but he heard a quick clang and a burst of sparks, and it turned out that it was
Every sword was blocked.
The biggest feature of the Sunflower Book is that it breaks through the common sense of martial arts and goes against the grain. Therefore, the moves are weird and unpredictable and do not follow common sense. The sword technique of warding off evil is adapted from some fragments of the scroll and inherits this feature.
, but the broken scroll is a broken scroll after all, and it still has a big flaw, that is, it does not make any progress in its internal strength, and its internal strength is consumed very quickly when fighting.
To a certain extent, the evil-proofing sword technique and the Dugu Nine Swords belong to the same type of martial arts. They are somewhat eager for quick success and opportunistic. When you start practicing, your martial arts progress is very fast, and you can say that you can make rapid progress. But once you encounter someone with profound internal skills,
My generation, it is not that powerful. To put it simply, it is just using clumsiness to overcome skill. No matter how fancy and weird your sword moves are, if you hit it with one palm, the sword will be broken. How do you use it?
In this regard, the Dugu Nine Swords are better than the evil-repelling swordsmanship, because there is a "Qi-Breaking Style" in the Dugu Nine Swords, which is designed to break the internal energy, but it is extremely difficult to practice. Even Linghu Chong has not been able to master it.
.
Closer to home, Mu Gaofeng is not in this list. Although his internal strength is deep, he is only at the upper-middle level of the first-class. He is on par with Lin Pingzhi before the initiation. Lin Pingzhi fought continuously today and was injured by Murong Fu in the end.
, so at this time, his internal strength is not as deep as Mu Gaofeng's, and although the evil-repelling sword technique is weird, it will not be able to defeat him for a while.
Murong Fu watched the two fighting and couldn't help but wonder. Lin Pingzhi had already taught the Nine Yin Scriptures and learned the trick in the secret cave of Si Guoya. Why did he still practice the sword technique to ward off evil spirits? In addition, the sword technique to ward off evil spirits should be in Yue
It’s better not to take matters into your own hands. What happened between these two people?
With this thought in his mind, he had the urge to rush out, tie up Lin Pingzhi and torture him.
Yilin watched for a while, feeling dizzy and nauseated. She thought to herself, is this my opponent today? Why didn't she think he was so powerful when he was on stage?
Seeing Lin Pingzhi's strange and unpredictable swordsmanship at this time, she felt as if she was from another world, and subconsciously thought that she could not compete with such a person.
The two fought for nearly a cup of tea. Lin Pingzhi gradually slowed down, and suddenly there was a loud clang sound. Mu Gaofeng raised his sword to separate the opponent's sword, and laughed loudly, "It can't be done, kid, hey, you still have to fight."
You are a bit too young. If you can train hard for more than ten years, even as long as you recover from your injuries and regain your strength, the old hunchback may not be your opponent. However, you are so impatient that you will die and lose the chance of revenge forever. If I were you
I will definitely be mad at you, hahaha..."
Lin Pingzhi was filled with hatred and said coldly, "It's too early to be proud now!"
Before he finished speaking, his left sleeve shook slightly, and a ray of silver light flashed, and its target was Mu Gaofeng's eyes.
After reading it, Murong Fu couldn't help but was speechless. Could it be that the evil-repelling sword manual said something like "Silver needles must be used to attack the enemy's eyes"? Why did this kid hit the enemy's eyes with the silver needles? At this time, Mu Gaofeng's arc sword
Place it across your chest and you can protect your eyes with just a slight lift. On the contrary, your lower abdomen will be exposed. If you want to use a concealed weapon, it will be your best choice.
Sure enough, when he first saw the silver light, Mu Gaofeng swung his sword to block it without thinking. At the same time, he leaned back and made an iron bridge, dodging the silver needle with ease.
Lin Pingzhi snorted, moved, stepped back, and then thrust his sword into the ground, turning his hands like wheels, but he saw little silver lights emerging from his body, flickering unsteadily and feeling cold.
"There's more!" Mu Gaofeng was horrified. It seemed easy to dodge the silver needle, but in fact he was sweating. He didn't expect that Lin Pingzhi had so many more, so he couldn't help but yell, "You're still in vain.
You are a disciple of a well-known and upright family, how could that grandson of Yue Buqun teach you these things!"
After being scolded, he was dissatisfied with the movements of his feet, and with one move he caught the wind and waved back, and quickly retreated.
But how could Lin Pingzhi let him escape? He waved his hands, and in an instant, dozens or hundreds of silver lights streaked through the air, like silver threads, sweeping towards Mu Gaofeng.
Mu Gaofeng was not as fast as the Silver Needle, so he had to stop, move his sword like flying, and put a protective shield in front of him. However, he heard a chaotic sound, sparks shot out, and silver light flashed, and he couldn't even breathe.
At the same time, Mu Gaofeng let out a scream, and then a long and narrow sword light struck out from the middle, and an embarrassed figure stumbled out.
At this time, Mu Gaofeng still held the arc sword in his hand, but only half of it was left. There were many small holes densely on the broken sword. His clothes were torn, like a water bag with many small holes, and there were blood lines.
When the shot came out, it looked miserable.
However, Lin Pingzhi seemed to have reached his limit after performing this move. His face turned pale and bloodless, his eyes rolled white, and he seemed likely to fall down at any time.
"Hehe," Mu Gaofeng said with a ferocious expression, "It was almost, just a little bit close. It's such a pity."
Lin Pingzhi opened his mouth to say something, but he spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly fell limp.
Mu Gaofeng didn't care about stopping the bleeding. He rushed out quickly and came to Lin Pingzhi in an instant. He counted with his fingers and restrained him. Then he took out a few medicine bottles and tended to the injury. Even now, he
He was also thinking about the sword technique to ward off evil, intending to control him and force him to hand over the sword manual.
In fact, after seeing the true power of evil-fighting swordsmanship, his heart was ten times hotter than before, and he was not willing to kill Lin Pingzhi.
"Brother Murong," Yi Lin suddenly took Murong Fu's hand and wrote on his palm, "Should we take action to save Senior Brother Lin?"
Murong Fu held her little hand with his backhand and said, "Don't worry, someone will take action. In fact, you can speak and they won't be able to hear you."
Yi Lin was stunned and stammered, "Who... who will take action?"
After saying that, he looked at Mu Gaofeng cautiously, as if he really hadn't heard anything, so he felt relieved.
Murong Fu smiled mysteriously, "Guess what."
"The person who will save Senior Brother Lin must be someone from the Huashan Sect?" Yi Lin pondered.
Murong Fu rolled his eyes at her and said nothing.
Yilin thought she had guessed wrong and lowered her head to think hard.
On the field, Mu Gaofeng simply dealt with his own injuries, and pointed at Lin Pingzhi with an angry face and cursed, "You little bastard, you didn't listen to my good words, but you wanted grandpa to be violent. Humph, you made grandpa lose dozens of lives in vain."
Two bloods, even if I kill you, I can't get it back. If I don't treat you well, grandpa will be doing a loss-making business."
Lin Pingzhi glanced at him sideways, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was disdainful, but also seemed to be sneering, with no intention of speaking.
"I can't tell, but you have quite a bit of backbone!" Mu Gaofeng laughed strangely, "If you know what's going on, hand over the evil-repelling sword manual immediately, otherwise you will have seen grandpa's methods before."