Ling Jing's "sword-drawing skills" are much more powerful now than when he and Ning Zhongze were fighting each other. From the time he drew the sword to cutting off the palm of the old man named Lu, it only took a blink of an eye.
It's just Kung Fu.
This old man surnamed Lu is also a well-known expert in the world, and he is also a very powerful figure in the Hengshan Sect. It stands to reason that no matter how good Ling Jing's sword-drawing skills are, he will not suddenly be seriously injured like this.
It's just that when he saw that Ling Jing was just a second-generation disciple of Huashan, he couldn't help but look down upon him. Later, he saw that he completely forgot to move under his palm. Or maybe he was too frightened.
, my heart suddenly became even more contemptuous.
Therefore, the slap he just received was actually for offense rather than defense, and there were no moves at all. I secretly expected that this slap would definitely seriously injure this kid.
But who would have thought that this kid suddenly made a move. His palm was almost close to this kid's face. At this moment, he saw a flash of silver light in front of his eyes. It was so fast that he suddenly turned pale with fright.
It's just that when he struck out with his palm, he never thought about taking it back. At this time, there was no time to switch gears. Moreover, this sword was too fast. Even compared to Mr. Mo Da's "Returning Wind Luoyan Sword Technique", it was not enough.
, how could he avoid it.
At this time, the old man surnamed Lu quickly tapped his right arm several times. The look on his face was almost distorted, but his eyes were staring at Ling Jing without blinking. That look of hatred and resentment made him want to choose.
Eat people.
When Yue Lingshan saw that Ling Jing was in danger, her heart was already in her throat, and her eyes were filled with tears. Then she saw that he suddenly cut off the old man named Lu's hand, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he saw the bloody fleshy palms on the ground, he couldn't help but feel a little scared. He hurriedly took two steps back and retracted his head to the side.
As for the other disciples of the Huashan Sect, they had never seen Ling Jing use this move. When they saw it, they were really happy and surprised, and they immediately started whispering among themselves.
"What's the name of this sword technique, junior brother? Is it the martial arts of our Huashan sect?"
"What a fast swordsmanship. This sword is really beautiful."
"Master has long said that our Huashan sect's martial arts are profound and profound. When will we be able to be as powerful as my junior brother?"
...
Everyone was whispering, but Lin Pingzhi shrank aside, his face turned pale.
At this time, the sword sect Feng Buping suddenly rushed to the old man surnamed Lu, held his arm, and then smiled coldly at Yue Buqun and said: "Senior Brother Yue really taught an amazing disciple, it's just like this
Even our Sword Sect cannot master the evil swordsmanship. It seems that Senior Brother Yue’s swordsmanship is also unfathomable."
Several masters who came to help out all smiled coldly. Although few people in the world knew about the Huashan Sword Qi battle, how could the few people in the hall not know the inside story? They all thought: "You Yue Buqun are so valuable.
The leader of the Huashan Qi Sect, but the disciples he taught can master such evil swordsmanship, and he is really selling dog meat with a sheep's head, he is really a hypocrite."
Yue Buqun frowned when he heard this and said: "Brother Feng, this disciple of mine acted recklessly and accidentally cut off Senior Brother Lu's hand. I will punish him for this in the future. As for the authentic Kung Fu of our Huashan Sect, it is naturally the best.
Huashan Qigong, as for this swordsmanship..." He looked at Ling Jing coldly, and said solemnly: "Jing'er, if you dare to use this swordsmanship to commit murder again in the future, my master will personally destroy your martial arts.
I will expel you from the school."
Ning Zhong saw that her husband was speaking very harshly and quickly pulled his sleeves. However, Yue Buqun didn't know what he was thinking at this time, but he ignored her and just looked at Ling Jing coldly, waiting for his answer.
.
Ning Zhong glanced at Ling Jing worriedly. Although he had just seen Ling Jing attack fiercely and cut off the palm of the old guy named Lu from the Hengshan sect with a "sword drawing technique", Ling Jing was forced to fight back.
That's all, I can't blame him.
When Ling Jing heard Yue Buqun's words, he suddenly felt angry and thought to himself: "I took the lead for the Huashan faction. It was just that you didn't help me. Now you actually turn against me to settle the score. What kind of truth is this?"
"Besides, you think that punishing me will make these people retreat from the mountain? It's really ridiculous."
He sneered twice in his heart, and then turned his head without saying a word, thinking: "When this main mission is over, I will have repaid the kindness of this body. Then the sky will be high and the sea will be wide for me to roam. This is just a mere
The Huashan sect really doesn’t want to wait.”
Then he thought about how Uncle Feng had told him to be careful about the people around him when he left, and thought to himself: "Apart from Yue Buqun, who else in the Huashan sect deserves to be reminded by Uncle Feng? It seems that he
The old man also saw this person's thoughts early on, so he repeatedly warned me to be careful about him."
He had been very wary of Yue Buqun since he came to this world. Now that he saw that he actually wanted to operate on himself in order to be patient, he immediately sneered in his heart.
But with his current strength, he has comprehended 60% of the "no move" state, and coupled with the progress of lighting up the unique martial arts "Dugu Nine Swords" which has reached "2/15", even if Yue Buqun takes action himself, he can't.
Confident that I can defeat him, I thought: "If you want to destroy my martial arts, then give it a try."
When Yue Buqun saw that Ling Jing had deceived his head, he didn't say a word. He immediately slapped the table hard and said angrily: "You..."
However, before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice.
"Master Yue really has a strong tone."
Linglong just saw that Yue Buqun actually said that he wanted to abolish Ling Jing's martial arts. She immediately raised her eyebrows and went straight to Ling Jing's side. She sneered and said: "Master Yue, although Ling Jing is your disciple, what he did today is
It's just for your Huashan sect. Why are you settling a score with your own disciples before the foreign enemies are eliminated?"
The Huashan disciples on the side didn't know why their master suddenly became angry at Ling Jing. They all looked at each other, but Lin Pingzhi had a mocking look on his face.
Yue Lingshan looked at her father and then at Ling Jing, who was standing alone in the hall, and was at a loss for a moment.
Yue Buqun glanced at Linglong, then frowned and said, "This is a matter within our Huashan sect, but this dear friend is very strict, so please don't ask too much."
Linglong smiled coldly, pulled Ling Jing and walked out, saying: "Bad boy, your master is really unreasonable. We don't want to stay here."
Yue Buqun's face turned livid and he said, "Ling Jing, if you dare to take a step out of this door today, then don't blame me for being so ungrateful."
Ling Jing patted Linglong's hand lightly. Although he was very angry in his heart, his face became calmer and calmer. He said calmly: "Master, whether the disciple made any mistakes today will not be mentioned later. But now the enemy is facing us.
, but the master only thinks about how to punish me and destroy my martial arts. Is it a bit indifferent to the severity?"
The old man surnamed Lu saw that the master and apprentice were actually facing each other at this moment, and immediately laughed sinisterly, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Suddenly, he pulled out the sword Feng Buping had on his waist, and then stabbed Ling Jing with the sword, shouting: "You little beast, die!"
