In the guest house, Qing Lingzi was holding a long sword with a calm attitude.
For an experienced middle-aged swordsman, he does not need to chase and slash like crazy.
For Qing Lingzi, if he keeps chasing the opponent and constantly forcing the opponent, until he chases the opponent to despair, he can easily harvest his opponent.
And this opponent is very interesting.
Qing Lingzi's nature is not greedy, but he really can't restrain the desire in his heart.
For swordsmen, the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship of a strategist is the top level of swordsmanship, and it is the swordsman's most coveted swordsmanship.
As the leader of the sword sect, few swordsmen dared to pursue the idea of this sect in the past.
And when the Zongheng School declined, this school disappeared quietly in Nanfangbuzhou.
This led to the disappearance of the swordsmanship of the Zongheng Sword Sect.
Qing Lingzi was not sure whether what Lei Quan possessed was a first-class swordsmanship from the Zongheng Sword Sect, but he was obviously willing to get to the bottom of the matter until the other party handed over the swordsmanship he had mastered.
"It's useless for you to run away today," Qing Lingzi said softly, "Your level is far lower than mine, and I'm not a loser like Duan Sheli!"
"You are making no sense," Lei Bei said in pain: "I just went into Wenying Pavilion once, and immediately went to see the king after I came out. The king waited for me for two days, and I also waited for the king for seven days. This kind of thing is
It should be even!"
"There is no such thing as inferiority. Are you comparing yourself to the king?" Qing Lingzi said quietly: "With your words, even if I don't kill you today, someone will kill you tomorrow!"
"The most I can do is not be that first-class guest," Lei Bei said.
"You think Huainan Prince's Mansion is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want!"
Qing Lingzi lowered his eyelids, his cold eyes mixed with a hint of pity for Lei Quilt.
Holding the sword in his right hand, he stepped forward with light steps and kept leaning towards the retreating Lei Quilt.
"He seems to be from the Snow Mountain Sword Sect," Dong Zhongshu said in a low voice.
"I don't care what kind of Snow Mountain Sword Sect he is or what his name is Qing Luoheng. Anyway, I can't beat him, and I don't want to fight him." Jinchang complained in a low voice: "This guy used to be an assassin. If I didn't kill him, he would definitely
Get killed by him!"
"Qing Luoheng?"
Jinchang was obviously very familiar with Qing Lingzi, and even mentioned the other person's name when communicating in a low voice.
"This guy is a wanted criminal by the imperial court," Dong Zhongshu said: "He used to lead his disciples into the governor's mansion and kill all 139 people in the Hanzhong governor's mansion. Unexpectedly, he changed his name and joined the King of Huainan."
As long as you don't flaunt your name as the Snow Mountain Sword Sect, and carelessly mention that you are Qing Luoheng, it's not too difficult to evade official searches.
For example, Zhang Cigong took over the identity of the groom Ruan Qigong, and it has not caused any problems so far.
Qing Luoheng defected to the Huainan King, and the Huainan King's Palace had obviously solved the identity problem for him.
Dong Zhongshu looked at the middle-aged swordsman who called himself Qing Lingzi, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
He is an official and Qing Lingzi is a thief.
Although both of them have changed their roles now, this does not affect each other's true identity.
Dong Zhongshu had also been hiding from disaster before, and when he saw Lei being rushed into the guest house, he retreated to avoid disaster, but now he was more interested in waiting and waiting.
Qing Lingzi was wearing straw sandals, but the opponent made no sound as he stepped on the ground and pressed forward step by step.
The closer he got, the stronger the blood-colored aura on Lei Fei's face became.
"I am somewhat interested in your swordsmanship." Qing Lingzi frowned and said, "If you are willing to hand over the secret book of swordsmanship, I will cut off your right hand and the matter will be over."
"Pooh!"
"I only give you one chance to choose," Qing Lingzi said quietly: "Although your swordsmanship is good, there will be no difference in the impact on us after death."
Qing Lingzi disdained Duan Sheli's strength, but he was very wary of Lei Bei who crossed two levels and challenged Duan Sheli.
Yesterday's Lei was killed by Neng Yue and his family was separated. What will happen to tomorrow's Lei?
Qing Lingzi was not the best swordsman, nor could he give up the title of second in Huainan Prince's swordsmanship, but he didn't want to die.
The King of Huainan and his son had a certain interest in swordsmanship, and they would perform fierce swordfight performances from time to time.
Qing Lingzi recently had a sword fight with Jiu Ye, who was the best in swordsmanship, and both of them were injured.
If one day she needs to have a sword fight with Lei Bao, Qing Lingzi is sure that she may die at that time.
According to rumors, the stronger the blow the Strategist's Hengjian receives, the more ferocious the counterattack will be. Even the master who uses the Hengjian technique cannot control the power of the counterattack.
The swordsmanship of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect follows a dangerous path of killing, and they are almost defeated to death by this swordsmanship.
Qing Lingzi didn't want to face that kind of accident.
Either let him possess horizontal sword skills, or Lei will be killed, or he will leave Huainan without fear of the Huainan Palace's revenge.
Qing Lingzi undoubtedly did not want to accept the last option at the moment.
He pointed at Lei Qiu with his sword.
"Choose?" Qing Lingzi said quietly.
"Pooh!"
Lei was sprayed, and when he saw Qing Lingzi approaching again with a sword, but Dong Zhongshu, Jinchang and others did not help, he quickly changed his mind.
"As long as you don't kill me or rip off my hands, I'm willing to hand over the horizontal sword technique," Lei Ban said quickly.
"hand……"
Lei Feng's bargaining was a bit too much for an assassin, but Lei Feng mentioned the horizontal sword technique, and the other party was willing to hand over the horizontal sword technique, which made Qing Lingzi fall into a reverse choice.
"It doesn't bother you if you keep my arm," Lei Bei said, "I have no right hand and I will starve to death. What's the difference between cutting my arm and letting me die?"
"Well!"
"If you want the secret book of swordsmanship, just take it. Anyway, it's just a scrap I picked up. If you learn it well, maybe I can learn from you," Lei Ban said quickly.
"Picked it up?"
Qing Lingzi was slightly startled.
Swordsmen all over the world searched everywhere, but no one could find the swordsmanship of the Zongheng School. Instead, it was this little-known monk who was unlucky.
"Where is the remaining copy?" Qing Lingzi asked.
"You first promise not to kill me or cut off my right hand," Lei was said.
"Hand over the remaining copies first," Qing Lingzi said.
"If you can't promise not to kill me or cut off my hand, I won't hand over it," Lei Bei said harshly.
As long as you are involved in negotiations with Lei Qui, the other party will accept death.
Zhang Xuezhou and others had been traded with Lei once before, so they knew the nature of this young swordsman very well.
But now Lei Yuan met the indifferent Qing Lingzi.
Looking at the veins that appeared on Qing Lingzi's forehead from time to time, it was obvious that the swordsman was constantly holding back his temper.
"Isn't the Hengjian the first-class art you are talking about?"
Zhang Xuezhou asked Dong Zhongshu and Jinchang in a low voice.
"It's a first-class technique!"
Jinchang gritted his teeth and winked at Dong Zhongshu again.
Both of them were trying to avoid disaster, but no matter how big the disaster was, it couldn't compare to the temptation of a first-class spell.
As long as they have the A-level skills as a certificate of investment, they can step into the A-shaped room to seek Huang Lao's skills to improve their luck.
They are separated from Huang Lao's technique by a first-class technique.
But at the moment, Lei Gui had already taken off a piece of animal skin clothing under his long clothes.
On that piece of animal skin clothing was engraved the first-level technique of the Zongheng Sword Sect, ‘Hengjian’.