"Hey, this kid is very far-sighted. The position of the leader of the three halls is really a big gimmick." Ren Woxing suddenly sneered, knowing that as soon as today passed, the result of his battle with this kid would soon spread throughout the world.
Jianghu, I'm afraid everyone will say that even the Sun Moon God Sect's teaching director, Woxing, can't match Ling Shaoxia's swordsmanship, and then this guy's reputation as the best swordsman in the world will probably be confirmed.
"Are you just waiting for masters from all walks of life to challenge you so that you can be wiped out by your Tianji Sect Network? It's really a good plan."
Ren Woxing's eyes flashed with coldness, and naturally he would not let Ling Jing's plan be carried out easily and successfully. If this was the case, the Sun Moon God Sect would definitely be threatened by the Tianji Sect in the future.
At the same time, the crowd of tycoons in the audience also began to talk about it. Although the Tianji Sect was just established today, the sect leader Ling Jing was in the limelight for a while and could be called a leader in the demonic way. With such a strong person like him
As the sect master, how could the Tianji Sect be weak?
The position of leader of Tianjian Hall, Shenfeng Hall, and Thunder Fire Hall is indeed very tempting to the heroes, but what is even more tempting is that as long as you can catch the three swords of Lingjing, you will definitely become famous all over the world.
Become famous in one day.
At this moment, many people in the audience could not help but look at Ling Jing eagerly, but their eager faces could not help but reveal a bit of fear.
"Ling Shaoxia, you said that as long as I can catch your three swords, I can choose the position of the leader of the three halls of Tianjimen. I am old and inexperienced, but I would like to ask Ling Shaoxia to teach me two moves."
At this moment, in a corner of the venue, a slender-looking old man suddenly stood up and said with a faint smile. His old voice was full of energy. Almost everyone present could hear it clearly.
Ling Jing turned his head when he heard the sound and recognized that the old man was the man who had previously had a conflict with Qin Weibang at the foot of the mountain.
"Old sir, are you going to challenge me now?"
The old man smiled slightly, moved his body, and landed lightly on the high platform. Someone in the audience immediately praised "What a handsome Qinggong".
"At this old age, I may not be able to wait to fight against Young Master Ling again in the future."
Ling Jing looked at the old man thoughtfully. Judging from the light kung fu he had just performed, he knew that this man was not a mediocre martial artist, but it was difficult to tell how good he was in martial arts.
At this time, the old man's right hand suddenly lightly patted the scabbard behind him, and with a "buzz" sound, the broad-bladed sword rose into the air, flew several feet high, and turned into a ball of green light.
It fell firmly into his hands.
"Please advise." The old man opened his posture. He held the sword with his left hand and pointed it out horizontally. The sword in his right hand was lowered to the ground. His momentum was hidden, and his whole body was like a towering mountain.
"Brother Xiang, can you see this man's martial arts skills?" In the audience, Ren Woxing stared at the old man's figure and asked Xiang Wentian with a frown.
Xiang Wentian thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid we still need to see a few moves before we can see the outcome."
Ren Woxing nodded and stopped asking questions.
In the base camp of Tianjimen, Yue Lingshan saw the old man suddenly came to the stage to challenge. She couldn't help frowning and said: "Sister, are these people going to challenge Ling Jing endlessly?"
Although she knew that Ling Jing's martial arts had reached the pinnacle, she still couldn't help but worry in her heart.
Linglong smiled faintly and said: "If that brat wants to secure his position as the leader of Tianji Sect, then whether it is today or in the future, I am afraid there will be no shortage of challenges from all sides."
Yue Lingshan is also very smart. After thinking about it carefully, she can understand that Ling Jing has now become the number one person in the demon world and commands such a large force. How can he avoid fighting in the world in the future?
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Suddenly, he sighed silently.
On the high platform, Ling Jing looked at the old man calmly and said with a smile: "I don't know Mr. Gao's surname yet."
The old man made a haha, with the long sword in his right hand motionless, and said: "People from the mountains and plains are not worth mentioning." But seeing that the other party did not move his mind or body, he was obviously confident and did not regard himself as a formidable enemy. In his heart,
Not worried, he suddenly smiled and said: "Since Young Master Ling refuses to take the lead, please forgive me for offending me."
With a "swipe" sound, he flew forward, and a pair of feet wearing coarse linen shoes quickly stepped out on the ground. With every step he landed, a loud "dong dong dong" sound was heard from the high platform.
"Huh? What kind of background is this person? He has incredible internal strength."
Ling Jing's expression changed, and finally a serious look appeared on his face.
The old man ran in front of Ling Jing in three or two steps. Suddenly, he leaned forward to the left, and rotated the sword in his right hand upwards. The move was so precise and dangerous that many masters in the audience couldn't help but scream in surprise.
"I didn't expect that there is such a master of swordsmanship in the world. How come I have never heard of this person before?"
"This old man's sword moves are majestic and dangerous, but they don't look like the martial arts in our demonic path. Tell me where this man came from."
"I don't know, I can't see clearly..."
Ling Jing's eyes lit up when he saw that the old man's sword strike was extremely fast and the angle of the attack was very tricky. Suddenly, his body tilted and his right hand flicked out from under his body.
"when!"
After a collision, the old man's broad-edged sword suddenly trembled twice and flew out to the side, almost touching Ling Jing's arm.
"Shaoxia Ling's fingering skills are so amazing!"
The old man's move failed to achieve its full effect, but his face was not annoyed at all. He suddenly laughed and praised. With a flick of his wrist, the sword energy burst out from the long sword. The sword snaked down, almost forming a silver line.
The thin line cut towards Ling Jing's shoulder.
This sword was as fast as lightning, and it was many times more dangerous than the previous sword. Suddenly, someone in the audience exclaimed, and then everyone else turned pale.
"I know, this is the "Twelve Swords of Ziwu" of the Songshan Sect. This person must be the last remaining master of the Songshan Sect, the "Wuchen Sword" Mu Renqing!"
"Wow!"
The group of heroes were immediately in an uproar. It was said that many of the previous masters of the Five Mountains Sword Sect had been killed and injured in that battle after the Sun Moon God Sect launched a large-scale attack on Huashan many years ago. This incident directly led to the loss of many of the exquisite swordsmanship in the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
, but I didn’t expect that a master from the previous generation of the Songshan Sect would suddenly appear in this hero conference today.
"Mu Renqing, the previous master of the Songshan Sect, Wuchen Sword?" Ling Jing's expression changed and he thought, shouldn't all the previous masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect have perished? Unexpectedly, besides Uncle Feng Taishi, there are still people alive.
Come down.
Then, at this moment, his ears twitched slightly, and he heard many people below pointing at Mu Renqing.
"I heard that this man was the youngest disciple of the Songshan Sect. When the Divine Religion launched a large-scale attack on the Huashan Sect, he was still unskilled, so he did not participate in that battle. Later, all the masters of the Songshan Sect died on Huashan.
Various secret techniques were lost one after another. In the following decades, Zuo Lengchan created the "Songshan Fast and Slow Seventeen Ways of Sword Technique" based on the martial arts fragments left by the previous masters, which shocked the martial arts world. But this man was a swordsman.
Pian Feng created the famous "Twelve Swords of Ziwu", which is even more powerful than Zuo Lengchan's own swordsmanship."
Ling Jing listened to the conversation of the people below and thought to himself, "The Twelve Swords of Ziwu? I don't know what's so subtle about it."
Seeing Mu Renqing shaking off his long sword, he saw a broad-edged sword that was as straight as a slender willow stick. It came and went like the wind and as fast as lightning. It was really a miraculous skill.
when!
Ling Jing finally struck out with his sword, coming first and blocking the silver thread on Mu Renqing's hand. In an instant, both of their hands were shaken.
Mu Renqing's expression paused, and with a movement of his body, he used the moves in the "Twelve Ziwu Swords" one by one. This sword technique was slightly different from the Songshan Sect's sword technique. In the majestic sword power, there was another
It has an aura as steep as a solitary peak, and its sword moves are as fast as thunder.
"Young Master Ling, be careful."
Mu Renqing suddenly shouted loudly and twisted his sword left and right. In an instant, he saw that Ling Jing's body was covered with silver lines that turned vertically and horizontally, surrounding him, as if they were going to tear him apart.
All the heroes in the audience were shocked. The old man's swordsmanship was so fierce that it was far beyond ordinary first-class masters. Even many top masters couldn't help but secretly wonder at this moment, how could they resist this swordsmanship?
However, on the high platform, Ling Jing never changed his color at all. His figure remained motionless, and a long sword kept jumping in front of him like lightning. He could only hear the sound of "dang, dang, dang", and sparks were flying around him.
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The old man fired eleven swords in a row, but they were all blocked by Ling Jing with ease. The broad-bladed sword could never get closer than two feet in front of Ling Jing.
"It seems that Master Nephew Zuo is right. This boy's swordsmanship has reached its peak. Now the climate has become such that he has become a serious problem for my righteous path."
Mu Renqing's thoughts suddenly changed. He had retired from the world for more than 20 years and devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship. This time he came to "Guiyun Villa" just because he was entrusted by Zuo Lengchan to stop Ling Jing from convening a heroes conference. But before
After seeing this man fight Ren Woxing, he knew that his sword skills were powerful and it was difficult for him to stop him.
But after being entrusted by others, he couldn't just sit back and watch.
"Ziwu divides yin and yang!"
Suddenly, a strange light flashed in Mu Renqing's eyes, and the sword in his hand turned and turned, and then slashed down.
"brush!"
This sword seemed to be splitting the space in front of him into two. The sword blade passed by, forming a silver screen of light. It almost ignored the distance and pulled it directly towards the middle of Ling Jing's body.
Ling Jing's eyes flashed, and just when the light curtain was about to approach his chest, he stabbed out with a sword!
"Breaking Sword Style!"
This sword already contains the profound artistic conception of "invisible sword". It is several times faster than Mu Renqing's sword technique, and it stabs out suddenly.
"when!"
The light curtain in front of Ling Jing disappeared, and everyone in the audience was shocked. Only then could they see the result clearly. (To be continued.)
