Chapter 1005 Sword Practice
"Didn't you hear me?"
Xu Ruoying walked over and grabbed Feng Lin's shoulders.
"Really not."
Feng Lin shook his head and pointed to the Lan River in the distance, "Mr. Lan is here."
"Lan...Hello, Mr. Lan!"
Xu Ruoying still knows etiquette.
In front of outsiders, you must give yourself enough face as a man.
"Oh, it seems it worked."
Lan He nodded, "If you encounter trouble in the future, just run away to me. You and Xiaorou have been a family since childhood."
"Thank you Mr. Lan."
Xu Ruoying lowered her head, turned and left.
"Right."
Lan He suddenly stood up holding the water glass, "I taught you a trick last time, but I'm bored now anyway."
"Okay! Thank you, Mr. Lan."
Feng Lin smiled and rubbed his hands. Since Lan He was so strong, the tricks he taught must be the same.
Lan He glanced at the yard and said, "Let's forget about it here. Are there ruins over there?"
"yes."
Feng Lin nodded.
"Go to your side."
Lan He walked over here holding a glass of water.
Feng Lin first gave way to the road, letting Lan He walk in front.
Lan He stepped on the formation and disappeared here.
Feng Lin also left.
The two appeared in the villa, and Lan He noticed Chi Jinghong on the sofa at a glance.
"Good guy, you are so good at hiding everything."
Lan He smiled and took a sip of water. He closed his eyes gently, "There are many masters, but facing Xu Xianfan, they are far behind."
"That's why I rely on you."
Feng Lin followed Lan He with a smile.
The two left the villa together, and Xu Ruoying and Jinguji Akihui followed them.
Only Chi Jinghong was still sitting there, looking at Lan He's back in disbelief.
This old man...
"This is the ruins I currently live in."
Feng Lin smiled and pointed around.
"good."
Lan He nodded slightly.
In the distance, Shangguan Fugui, who was playing chess with Meng Changsheng, glanced here casually.
He was suddenly stunned and his body trembled with excitement, "Are you...Mr. Lan?"
Lan He turned around and looked at Shangguan Fugui with a somewhat confused expression.
"Mr. Lan! It's me, Fugui!"
Shangguan Fugui ran over excitedly and knelt down on his knees, "Fugui, please see Mr. Lan!"
Seeing this scene, the first person to be shocked was Jinguji Akie on the side.
Shangguan Fugui can be considered half of her master, and she knows Shangguan Fugui's strength.
He is also very arrogant, and when he sees any master, he wants to go up and give him a try.
Never timid.
But when he saw this old man, he knelt on his knees.
How is this possible?
Also shocked was Meng Changsheng.
Shangguan Fugui has been his friend for many years and knows his temper best.
The old man in front of him might be the only person who made him fall to the ground.
"It turns out to be wealth. I dare not recognize it no matter what. It's been so many years."
Lan He smiled and waved his hand, "Get up, you are an old man, why should you kneel?"
"Sir, you are like my mentor. You have given me, a half-blood who is being hunted, the strength to protect myself."
Shangguan Fugui kowtowed to Lan He three times before standing up, "You treat me like a new child. I never have the chance to thank you."
When Feng Lin saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of Xu Xianfan's words.
In terms of appeal, Ji Guangling is far inferior to Lan He.
He could tell a thing or two from what was happening in front of him.
If Lan He wants to kill anyone, it would be Shangguan Fugui.
"It's not as serious as you said. You are a good seedling. You can't help but give me a few hints."
Lan He smiled and cast his gaze on Meng Changsheng, "Are you the second master Feng Lin mentioned?"
"Hello, senior, I'm Meng Changsheng."
Meng Changsheng smiled and cupped his hands.
"I am Lan He."
While talking, Lan He took another sip of wolfberry water.
"Lanhe?"
Meng Changsheng remembered that Feng Lin mentioned this name last time.
Gu/span asked him if he knew him.
It turned out that this was the person he was talking about, but he really didn't know him.
"Qizong, Sword Emperor."
Shangguan Fugui reminded me from the side.
"Fuck! Lan Tianhe!"
Meng Changsheng's heart stirred up huge waves, it turned out to be the legendary Sword Emperor.
The only Supreme Elder of the Qi Sect.
It can be said that he is the object of admiration in the hearts of all those who use weapons to fight today.
But he became famous too early, and many people felt that he was not a contemporary.
For example, Meng Changsheng's generation.
The name I have heard the most is Ji Guangling.
When he mentioned Lan He, and the name was missing one character, he didn't think of Sword Emperor at all.
"Okay, you all come with me. I'm going to teach Feng Lin a move, and you guys can learn it together."
Lanhe walks towards the grassland in the distance.
Not just the people here.
Chi Jinghong and Chi Qing, who were in the villa, also jumped to the roof of the villa to observe.
Lan He held the water cup with both hands, and four ice swords appeared around his body.
"The White Emperor's Holy Sword?"
Feng Lin asked in shock.
"No, you misunderstood one thing. The White Emperor's Holy Sword is a skill, not a sword formation."
Lan He took a sip of water, "You said these swords can only assist you when you fight. It's a pity. Come on, attack me."
"Old man Lan, you have to think carefully."
In Feng Lin's hand, an ice sword also condensed.
"hurry up."
Lan He rolled his eyes.
"Then I'm coming!"
Feng Lin quickly rushed towards Lanhe, his speed was extremely fast.
The figures kept attacking Lan He from all directions and everywhere.
But Lan He only controlled an ice sword, and Feng Lin was blocked every time.
The key is that during Feng Lin's attack, Lan He still drank a few sips of wolfberry water from time to time.
For dozens of seconds, the only thing Feng Lin Bingjian touched was the ice sword.
"The defense is watertight, especially the attack from behind. I blocked it without even looking at it."
Meng Changsheng was shocked.
"alright."
Lan He said to Feng Lin, "I only control one sword, and there are three more that are useless, right?"
"That's right, that's how I am. Once I fight seriously, I can't be distracted and control the remaining sword."
Feng Lin nodded.
"Come on, keep attacking me, I'll use more this time."
Lan He said to Feng Lin.
"good!"
Feng Lin rushed towards Lanhe again, and one of the ice swords continued to defend as before.
Suddenly, the other one also moved.
The long sword came straight down from behind Feng Lin, and Feng Lin immediately dodged.
Just as he continued to attack Lan He, he found that the ice sword was attacking again from behind.
He had to turn around and resist.
As he resisted this sword, another struck from behind again.
brush!
Feng Lin stepped outside and asked, "What's going on? This sense of violation?"
"Fugui, what did you find?"
Lan He looked at Shangguan Fugui on the side.
"Sir, rich people are stupid." Shangguan Fugui scratched his head.
"Feng Lin, attack me again."
Lan He continued.
Feng Lin immediately ducked behind Lan He, leaned over and chopped off his legs.
At this time, an ice sword defended Feng Lin, and another ice sword also slashed Feng Lin's legs from behind.
"I see!"
Feng Lin flashed out again, shocked, "This sword is imitating my attack!"
"I see."
Shangguan Fugui's eyes widened, "One sword is used for defense, and the other sword is used to learn the opponent's attack. How wonderful!"
"Yes, this makes up for not being half-hearted. After all, at our level, we don't need to think when we imitate the opponent's attacks."
Meng Changsheng also followed suit.
Feng Lin was also secretly shocked. He was worthy of being the Sword Emperor.
This is not a technique at all, just some tips, but it can have such an effect.
This chapter has been completed!