Lin Yan's words were like a steel knife, cutting deeply into He Yang Shinci's self-esteem.?
If the person who said this was an arrogant and ignorant second-rate figure, He Yang Shinci would not care.
But... these words seemed very harsh when they came out of Lin Yan's mouth.
Because, everyone who hears her say this will involuntarily agree that what she says is true.
"Hmph..." Two seconds later, He Yang Xinci snorted with a smile, and continued, "I don't know what the King of Hell is and the King of Hell is not the King of Hell. In short, if you are also a member of the Central Plains Wulin, then you are the best.
Sounds good...from today on..."
He Yang Shinci originally wanted to tell Lin Yan that he was planning to unify the Central Plains martial arts world, but he didn't expect...
"Little girl, who did you learn your martial arts from?" Lin Yan didn't even pay attention to him. After saying "It's up to you," Lin Yan let go of the white horse's reins and walked a few steps forward.
, came to Feng Meiyu and asked her a question.
"I..." Feng Meiyu was stunned for a moment when she was questioned. After all, the Lin Yan in front of her looked much younger than her. As soon as she opened her mouth, she called her "little girl" in an elder's tone, which surprised her.
, "...I learned it from the secret manual."
"I see..." Lin Yan nodded slightly, "If I'm not wrong...you should have practiced several internal mental techniques at the same time based on your own guesses without any knowledge of martial arts.
...As a result, the meridians, qi and blood are all messed up and the body is damaged."
"You..." After hearing this, Feng Meiyu's expression changed suddenly, because what the other party said was completely correct, "...Senior!" The next second, Feng Meiyu changed her name to Lin Yan, "Could it be that Senior has someone who can cure me?
Method?"
"Yes, I have."
When Lin Yan said these two words, Feng Meiyu's face showed a look of surprise. She was about to ask for help again, but unexpectedly, Lin Yan's right hand turned into a palm and pressed down on hers.
Cover it with the spirit of heaven.
When she was still the "King of Hell", Lin Yan's martial arts had reached the realm of heaven and humans. Now she took action again, using methods that ordinary people could not understand at all.
At the moment, her slap came very slowly, very lightly, and could even be described as gentle, but it was such a slap that made everyone around her think, "I would never be able to avoid this move."
.
"Uh-huh"
A few seconds later, Feng Meiyu suddenly showed a look of pain and screamed.
Under Lin Yan's palm, Feng Meiyu fell to the ground without any resistance, and then greasy blood began to ooze from the pores on her body...
The amount of dirt was so unbelievable that it looked like balls of mud being squeezed out of Feng Meiyu's clothes. Feng Bujue was aware of the dents that had been blasted out by the positron cannon.
It happened to be a "ditch" to accommodate this filth.
After a while, Lin Yan stopped doing anything without taking a breath, and stood up with her hands closed: "This is the 'method' you want..." For her, there is no need to explain too much with such a simple effort.
Just do it directly and say, "I have sorted out your meridians and qi and blood. From now on, as long as you don't follow that weird method of practicing Qigong that you learned on your own, you will be fine."
When she said this, Feng Meiyu, who was covered in blood, was kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath. At this moment, Feng Meiyu's appearance had undergone an astonishing change... She had changed from the morbidly obese Baimei Cult Leader to the graceful figure of the past.
The graceful and beautiful Feng'er.
"Senior!" Feng'er, who had regained her original appearance, looked at Lin Yan excitedly, "Senior's great kindness... Feng'er will never forget it!" Her name for herself also changed, "As long as Senior says a word,
Even if you are acting like a cow or a horse..."
"I have a horse." Lin Yan interrupted Feng'er with the same nonchalant look, "You can't be a cow or a horse with your body, so you should be a good person."
Feng'er didn't know what else to say, tears couldn't stop falling from her eyes. She grabbed her dirty and sticky clothes, which were obviously too large, and stood up slowly. Although the clothes
The feeling of being wrapped around her body was quite uncomfortable, but if she hadn't held on so tightly at this moment, the whole piece of clothing would have basically slipped off like a bed sheet.
"Hey! Woman, I haven't finished speaking yet!" When Feng'er stood up, He Yangxin spoke again and said to Lin Yan, "Listen to me...from today on..."
"Master Feng Lao, I haven't seen you for many years, but you have become less and less popular." As a result, Lin Yan ignored He Yang again, then walked forward, and said to Brother Jue in front of him, "But... you seem to have met
Got into some trouble."
At this time, at Brother Jue's request, Cheng Yong had put him down; Wang Qiong, Cheng Wei and He Yang Jingzi, who were originally hiding in the dark, had also arrived near Brother Jue.
"Haha... not bad." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "Since you are here, I won't have any trouble."
"Are you so sure that I will help you?" Lin Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of teasing.
"What do you think?" Feng Bujue asked, still smiling.
After a short silence, Lin Yan also smiled.
This smile was truly captivating, as beautiful as a dream, as if it could melt even the coldest heart in the world.
Lin Yan had not smiled like this for many years, and she could not remember the last time she smiled from the bottom of her heart.
Although she gave up her identity as "King of Hell" over the years, she was still unable to live like an ordinary person.
Without goals and burdens, she is free, but also lonely.
No one in this world knew her anymore, and she didn't want to get acquainted with those stupid people who were still wallowing in the world of mortals.
Compared with people, she prefers to deal with this world and this world...
Therefore, she goes to many places every year and sees different scenery.
She would go to the snow-capped mountains to look for plum blossoms in winter, go for an outing outside the country in early spring, travel overseas in midsummer, and go to Burial Heart Valley to enjoy cherry blossoms in late autumn...
Lin Yan also entered Taoism through martial arts, and her current cultivation level has already surpassed that of Cao Qin back then; except for her white hair, not even the years can leave any traces on her body.
At this time, Lin Yan was more like an "immortal" than a human being.
The troubles in the world are meaningless to her. After one hundred years old...she will no longer count her age.
For such a person, what other things in this world can touch her?
Undoubtedly...there are only "old friends".
Not to mention that Feng Bujue was a benefactor who had "renewable kindness" for Lin Yan. Even if he was an enemy, Lin Yan would save him...
When time erases all the people in your memory and continues to change everything in the world, you will realize how precious memories are.
This subtle emotion can only be experienced by those who live a very long time.
"Asshole! I'm talking to you!" Just as Lin Yan smiled, He Yang Shinci on the other side finally couldn't bear it and exploded...
It was okay to be despised after claiming to be the "Sword God", and then ignored twice in a row. This was a shame and humiliation that Heyo Shinji had never experienced before.
He didn't care about the conversation between Lin Yan and Brother Jue. He picked up his blunt sword and attacked from behind, hitting Lin Yan's head with a straight slash.
"It's really annoying..." Lin Yan just muttered a little impatiently, then turned around and raised his hand, and with a movement that seemed unhurried to others, he easily pinched the three fingers of his left hand.
The blunt edge of the sword slashed at him.
When the sword edge was stopped by her careless movement, He Yang Shinci's face twitched...
Not believing in evil, he tried again and tried to push down the blunt sword, but no matter how hard he exerted, the blade held by Lin Yan did not move at all.
"Is it also the work of the 'Sword God' to attack others from behind?" When Lin Yan looked at He Yang Shinci, the smile on his face had disappeared and was replaced by a look of disgust.
"With the sword in my hand, I can defeat all the heroes in the world. Of course I am the God of Swords!" He Yang Shinci did not flinch. He had his own theory, "Only you people from the Central Plains who are seeking fame and reputation can do this.
Will you struggle with the fallacy of "attacking from behind, winning without using force"... According to your point of view, if the weapons used by the two sides in the duel are different in quality, does it mean that they can win without using force? They are of different ages, and they practice martial arts.
The years are different...isn’t it unfair?”
"Do you think so..." Lin Yan heard the words and muttered, "Well... that's fine." She paused, "At least after I defeat you, I won't be said to be a great person."
Bullying'."
Her words made He Yang Shinci a little confused again.
He Yang's martial arts is the "way of strength" and pursues "killing" and "victory"; killing and victory are both "obsessions" that people in the secular world have.
This kind of "persistence" is exactly the threshold that blocks the road of "entering Tao through martial arts"; therefore, He Yang Shinci cannot walk on the road of "Tao", and he will not understand why the person in front of him looks so...
Young women will regard themselves as "seniors" everywhere.
"Then... according to your theory..." After a while, Lin Yan let go of the opponent's sword and continued, "As long as you are defeated by my sword today, it will prove... that I am the real sword god.
,Right?"
He Yang Shinci took advantage of the situation and sheathed his sword, retreated a few steps, and stood at a distance where he was most confident in the duel: "The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy... If you can really beat me, it is natural to call me the 'Sword God'.
He paused for half a second and looked at Lin Yan with empty eyes, "But... where is your 'sword'?" He looked at the other person from top to bottom, and Lin Yan didn't look like he was hiding anything.
The appearance of the sword, "Could it be that... you are using a soft sword hidden in your belt?"
Hearing this, Lin Yan showed disdain. She slowly put her hands behind her back, stood proudly, and gave a strange response: "Where is your sword?"
This seemingly simple question actually shocked He Yang Shinci.
There is indeed a sword in his hand, but that doesn't mean anything...
The realm of "sword in hand" and the realm of "sword in heart" are as different as clouds and mud.
He Yang Shinci is very clear about this, because... he is also a person who has reached the state of "no sword in hand, but sword in heart".
Otherwise, he would not have used this long, blunt sword with no opening and no scabbard as a weapon.
"Hmph..." After thinking for a few seconds, He Yang Shinci made a fist with his left hand and lightly tapped his heart, "My sword... is here."
"Oh..." Lin Yan continued with an almost lazy attitude, "Then my sword is also with you."
"What did you say...?" This time, He Yang Shinci really couldn't understand.
"Whether it's the sword in your hand or the sword in your heart..." Lin Yan continued, "You think it's yours, but actually... it's not."
"Can that still be your thing?" He Yang Shinci felt that the other party was making a fuss, so he said something back in a strong tone.
"Alas..." Lin Yan sighed softly, "You don't understand even after I tell you..." She showed compassion on her face, "Just take action. When you lose... you will understand."
"Don't worry..." He Yangxinci was also dissatisfied. He immediately took a stance and said, "You don't need to tell me, I will do it..."
Before he could finish his words, his whole body came rushing towards him like a meteor.
He Yang Shinci obviously did it on purpose... His last half sentence was just a way to make the other party relax their vigilance; in this situation, people tend to subconsciously think that the other party will finish speaking before taking action, but He Yang
Yang happened to throw a cold arrow in the middle of the sentence.
Although this method is not complicated, it is indeed very effective. In the past... many of Japan's top masters were defeated by his sudden sword.
And this sword of He Yang Shinji is also the strongest one among the swordsmanship that he devoted his whole life to create, the Divine Sword Style, the Ultimate Secret, and the Three Paths of the Moon.
This is the most evil and deadly sword in the world, and it is also the pinnacle of the martial arts that He Yang Shinji follows.
The moment the sword style suddenly appeared, He Yang Shinci turned his figure into the flowing light at a speed that shocked even the players.
Suddenly, the sound of the sword breaking through flesh and blood suddenly started!
After a blink of an eye, He Yang Shinci's figure reappeared, and the blunt sword in his hand, for some reason... actually penetrated his own heart...
"Do you understand now?" Lin Yan stood there without moving even a step, and no one saw what she did at that moment.
But that is no longer important, the important thing is... before he was dying, He Yang Shinci did understand something...
It turns out that there is a higher realm above the "swordless realm"; those who reach that realm have no sword in their hands and no sword in their hearts.
A true swordsman does not need to ask or care about "where the sword is".
At the last moment, He Yang Shinci also smiled, with a bit of misery in his smile, but there was no regret in his eyes.
For a swordsman who can die in the hands of an opponent like Lin Yan, and can understand his own insignificance and the true meaning of the sword through death... then he will definitely die without regrets.
"I thought you wouldn't kill him." At this moment, Feng Bujue had recovered from the side effects of [Demon Fighting] and drank a bottle of survival value supplement; although Xu Huaishang and Juanmeng were still
They really wanted to prevent Brother Jue from recovering his health, but considering Lin Yan's presence... they really didn't dare to act rashly.
"I really didn't intend to kill him." Lin Yan turned to look at Brother Jue and said, "Whether he survives depends on himself... If there is still a little bit of benevolence in his sword, he is very likely to
He won't die. Unfortunately, his martial arts has no benevolence and is simply a bloody road paved with death..."
"Oh... that means he deserves to die." Feng Bujue said as he quietly approached the body of He Yang Shinci.
At this moment, everyone except Lin Yan knew what he was going to do...
"What are you going to do?" Therefore, the only person who could ask this question could be Lin Yan.
"Take something." When Feng Bujue replied, he had already used a very skilled corpse search technique to take out the "Sword Dance Grass Notes" from He Yang Shinci's body.
When he got the item, the system prompt immediately rang in his ears: [You have obtained the ownership of "Sword Dance Notes"]; and the other three players, as Brother Jue expected, heard it.
System prompt of [Main mission has failed].
"Is this the Sword Dance Notes?" Lin Yan asked calmly when Brother Jue put the items into his luggage.
"Oh?" Feng Bujue guessed something from the other party's question and continued tentatively, "You also know about this sword manual?"
"Of course I know." Lin Yan spoke frankly and had nothing to hide. "Even if I am no longer a member of the world, how could I not know this kind of news that everyone knows?"
"Then..." Feng Bujue rolled his eyes and said, "You shouldn't have any idea about this sword manual, right?"
"No." Lin Yan replied in a normal tone.
It was quite convincing for her to say these words. After all... even if Pei Min himself, who wrote the Sword Dance Notes, was resurrected, he would probably not be her opponent...
"Oh." Feng Bujue responded in a very casual manner, and then said, "Then why are you here today..."
"I want to go out for a walk." Lin Yan replied.
To another person, this reason would definitely be regarded as nonsense... How could there be such a coincidence? On the day when Sword Dance Notes appeared here, you happened to be traveling and passing by?
However, there seems to be nothing wrong with what Lin Yan said...
"Hey~ What a coincidence! I just want to leave the country." When Feng Bujue heard this, he immediately came to borrow a donkey and said, "Since we are on the way, how about... let's go together for a while and chat for a while.
sentence?"
"Okay, I originally wanted to chat with you for a few words." Lin Yan replied casually, and then she went over to pick up the white horse and continued walking along the main street of Linlu Town.
Feng Bujue moved as quickly as possible to where Lin Yan was only one person away, and walked forward side by side with her.
"Boss Wang, our deal is still finalized, don't worry." Before leaving, Brother Jue did not forget to give Wang Qiong some reassurance; after all, Wang Qiong was also one of the contenders for "Sword Dance Notes".
To avoid unnecessary complications, Feng Bujue said hello to the NPC very thoughtfully, meaning, "I will hand over the Jian Wu Cao Ji to you if I take my time, but not now."
Wang Qiong is also a smart man. According to his idea... it is actually better to let Brother Jue take away the sword manual first. As long as Brother Jue stands near Lin Yan, both his people and the sword manual will be absolutely
safe.
On the contrary, if Brother Jue gives the sword manual to Wang Qiong now, Boss Wang will be very embarrassed, because the other two groups of players and the martial arts people ambushing around are all potential threats to the holder of the sword manual.
It's just that... to Xu Huaishang and the others, Feng Bujue's current actions are a bit playful. If he does this, if the other two teams dare to take action against him, they will most likely be killed by Lin Yan.
Go back in seconds.
But if they don't take action, Brother Jue will be able to chat and win the script in an hour... 8
