Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Three Ten Years of Grinding One Sword One
In Daizhou, the bright winter sun hangs slanting in the southwest sky,
There was a colorful cold glow in the faint halo, and wild geese occasionally flew over the sky. The sharp sound of the geese made everyone's hearts tremble, and a sense of uneasiness suddenly emerged in their hearts.
The birthday banquet of the Feng family in Daizhou has not ended yet, and some people have not yet left the Feng family.
There was silence in the Feng family at this moment, and everyone could only see the shirtless young man standing proudly in front of them.
I saw that the young man was holding a long sword in his hand. Its appearance was similar to the Qinglong Yanyue Sword used by Guan Yunchang during the Three Kingdoms period. It was just a bit heavier than the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and its luster was much darker. And the upper body**
The young man was furious, like a proud god of war descending to earth.
The boy's bare upper body exuded a healthy bronze sheen, his strong chest muscles and his broad shoulders, and the muscles all over his body seemed to contain endless power. His clear and proud eyes looked straight ahead, dark
His long hair was flying freely on the back of his head like a wild horse without its reins.
Ling Tianyun watched Wanyan Zhantian slowly walk towards the gate of the Feng family, slowly left from the gate, and soon disappeared from his sight.
With a "pop" sound, his face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his chest. The bright red blood turned into extremely delicate blood flowers in the air, and then one by one,
It fell on the devastated stone ground and turned into dazzling red blood flowers.
Immediately, Ling Tianyun's body shook for a while, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Then he felt that the tightness in his chest was relieved a lot. But the big knife in his hand became heavier and heavier, and his hands became weaker and weaker.
stand up.
He had expected such an ending. The opponent's last move "Catching Fire Starts a Prairie Fire" was really powerful. Even the move "Long River Sunset" that he spontaneously used in a hurry could not stop the opponent's move.
As for the internal injuries he suffered in the end, he kept holding back the mouthful of blood and waited until Wanyan Zhantian left before blurting out the blood.
The strong zhenqi of the opponent's last move had penetrated his body, causing his body to be in chaos, and the zhenqi in his own body was in chaos. Fortunately, his body was extremely strong, and he could withstand the opponent's strange spear light.
As a result, the injuries he suffered did not reach a life-threatening level, and he only suffered some internal injuries. As long as he adjusted his breath for a few days, he would definitely recover as before.
Ling Tianyun's breath was a little sluggish and disordered, and his face became a little pale due to the impact of internal injuries, but overall his complexion did not change much. Especially his exposed upper body and his strong and masculine figure
, the two girls standing in the crowd had endless shyness on their faces.
Shaking his slightly dizzy head, Ling Tianyun raised the shaky sword. He gathered all his energy and looked towards the crowd with a gleam in his eyes. He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. Such a result
Although it was within his expectation, it was beyond his expectation.
Everyone looked at him with admiration. This seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy gave them great surprises and surprises, especially the rogue Diao San who brought him into the Feng family, and the one who had been doing this all the time.
Yuan Xiaoliu, the lobbyist. They did not expect that this young man was almost tied with Wanyan Zhantian, and this young man's status in their minds could not be improved. One wanted to curry favor with the young man as much as possible, and the other
On the other hand, they hope to win over as many people as possible in order to be drawn into their own country and serve their country.
For a moment, there was silence in the crowd. A pair of eyes stared at the young man without blinking, causing the young man to panic. Even when he faced the astonishingly powerful Wanyan Zhantian, he had never felt so panicked.
"Okay," I don't know who in the crowd shouted loudly, and then the crowd started to cheer loudly. Everyone also clapped their hands and applauded. Suddenly, the whole house was filled with cheers.
Everyone's eyes were filled with excitement. They were full of gratitude and admiration for the boy who blocked the alien boy. What's more, everyone was guessing about the boy's identity.
The calmer ones among the crowd were the two old men, Feng Yuxiu, the old man of the Feng family, and Tan Zhenkun, the old man of the Tan family. Their breaths were calm, and they did not have the excitement and excitement shown by everyone. They looked calmly.
They were looking at the young man standing proudly holding a sword. At the same time, they were also guessing the young man's identity. Although they felt that this year gave them a familiar feeling, this was an extraordinary period and they had to be cautious.
Feeling the two eyes sweeping towards him, Ling Tianyun showed a wry smile. He walked slowly towards the two old men with a big knife in hand, but his own heart was filled with ups and downs. The two old men in front of him were the same ones when he was a child.
The elders he often comes into contact with, these two elders gave him loving care like elders when he was a child. But at this time, he cannot recognize his two elders due to special reasons, which makes him feel mixed emotions.
When the only two girls present saw Ling Tianyun walking towards them, their faces quickly turned red. The young man with his upper body exposed who was walking slowly across from him was full of explosive power and energy no matter how he looked at it.
The masculine temperament that is most attractive to women, with some black but bronze skin, and bulging muscles like hills. The other party's whole body exudes a strong youthful masculinity, rushing towards her face,
Why didn't this make these two cardamom girls as distraught as deer?
Everyone watched as Ling Tianyun walked towards the Feng family step by step. They held their breaths and their eyes were filled with the light of admiration. At this moment, this young man had simply become the God of War in their hearts.
Ling Tianyun arrived in front of Feng Yuxiu smoothly. Looking at the two gray-haired old men in front of him, his figure was no longer as majestic as before. Tan Zhenkun, who was next to Feng Yuxiu, had a wrinkled face and full hair.
Like silver frost, the only thing that can make people pay attention is the pair of piercing eyes that are as penetrating as watching fire.
"Two seniors, the junior is lucky to live up to his fate. Thank you, senior, for helping me." Ling Tianyun's eyes flashed, and he said to the two old men in front of him in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.
"Hahahaha, good, good, good." Feng Yuxiu laughed heartily when he saw this, and said a few good words in a row. The more he looked at the young man in front of him, the more he liked him. He was neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither happy nor angry.
His emotions are not shown on his face, but he is like a pine tree stuck deep in the ground, standing proudly in the wind, with a demeanor that makes people feel endlessly fond of him.
Tan Zhenkun, the old man from the Tan family, even showed approval in his eyes. His right hand like withered claws kept stroking the few beards under his chin. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. It was obvious that he was almost smiling.
Don't open your mouth from ear to ear.
The girls standing behind the two elders were very shy, but their eyes were flowing, and their eyes were as springy as if covered with a thin layer of mist. The young man in front of them really left a deep impression on their hearts.
Impression, arrogant and flying black hair, a body as strong as a pine tree, exuding a masculine aura that makes them intoxicated.
"Senior Feng has received the award. Junior is just lucky and not worth it." Ling Tianyun didn't look proud at all. He knew that this time he competed with Wanyan Zhantian, it was his luck that really gave him a great chance of winning.
Partly. If I hadn’t practiced the Heart Sutra that the old monk gave me, and my heavy sword, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be Wanyan Zhantian’s opponent at all. And I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to take the opponent’s ten moves, or even myself.
His cousin Feng Yanke is not as good as him.
Looking at the humble expression on the young man's face, the two old men's affection for the young man rose to a higher level. There are not many young people who are modest and not arrogant nowadays, but this young man exudes no trace of arrogance.
What he has is just that iron-blooded and proud temperament.
"Hahahaha, with a young man like you in the Feng family, why worry about not being able to revive?" Tan Zhenkun said with a laugh. His understatement shocked Feng Yuxiu's heart. Only then did he remember that this young man himself had nothing to do with himself.
I don't know him.
But Ling Tianyun felt even more miserable in his heart and couldn't express it. Why couldn't he hear what Tan Zhenkun said? He also knew that his grandfather Feng Yuxiu should find Diao San to investigate him at this time. The old man of the Tan family said
The real purpose of saying this is to make him deny that he is not a member of the Feng family. If he acquiesces, then the other party will doubt him and his motives for infiltrating the Feng family.
And he could neither admit nor deny that he was originally a member of the Feng family, and the words Wanyan Zhantian said before leaving made him alert. There was no way he could just leave at this time.
I am afraid that I really have to find a good excuse to deny that I am a member of the Feng family. I am afraid that when the people of the Feng family know about my situation, they will definitely persuade me to leave. What should I do then?
Ling Tianyun's mind changed slightly, and he didn't have any ideas in mind. He clasped his fists to the old man of the Tan family and said apologetically: "This junior is not so lucky to be a member of the Feng family. This junior is just entrusted by a friend to ask me.
The Feng family will help return this knife to Dadaomen."
Regarding the answer of Ling Tian Dao, although the two old men were within their expectations, while they breathed a sigh of relief, they felt an inexplicable sense of loss in their hearts.
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Feng thanked the young hero for his help and dared to ask the young hero Gao's name." Although Feng Yuxiu felt a little disappointed in his heart, he was an old man after all, so he immediately made peace with it,
Of course he knew that Tan Zhenkun's light words might offend this young man.
"My junior's surname is Lin, Shuangmulin." Ling Tianyun was startled. He didn't expect the other party to ask his name so directly. After thinking deeply, he gave a false surname. He didn't want to reveal his identity so quickly. There are so many people nowadays.
Miscellaneous, maybe the spies from the Zhong family in Jinyang also appeared in the crowd.
"Young Master Lin doesn't know where he got this sword." Feng Yuxiu looked at the long sword in Ling Tianyun's hand and couldn't help but ask. Just looking at the appearance, they didn't think this sword was extraordinary, and it had a faint luster.
There was a trembling aura, and the sword exuded a faint scent of blood. It can be seen that this sword must have drank the blood of many heroes to have such a bloody aura.
After hearing this, Ling Tianyun slowly raised the sword in front of him, standing the sword upright on the ground with both hands, with the tip of the sword pointing up to the sky. He said solemnly and solemnly with his eyes: "This sword was entrusted to me by a close friend before his death.
This junior must bring it to Dadaomen and return this knife to the people in Dadaomen."
Ling Tianyun admired Xiao Chang Dao for being unyielding. Although he still died under the hand of Wanyan Invincible, why didn't he respect such a tough man?
Speaking of returning the sword, it was just Ling Tianyun's respect and admiration for the deceased. The sword in his hand was also the only relic of the Xiao Changdao. He hoped that the sword could return to the Dadao Sect, and at the same time, he also hoped that the Big Knife Sect could return to the sword.
A person who can uphold Xiao Changdao's proud and chivalrous iron-blooded and unyielding sentiments.
Perhaps feeling the admiration and admiration in Ling Tianyun's heart, the sword in his hand suddenly glowed with a bright brilliance. The brilliance shot straight into the sky, echoing the dazzling sunlight, but disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
.The only ones who saw this situation were the two old men and Ling Tianyun who was holding a big sword.
Although they were extremely horrified, this was beyond their ability to understand. The dignified and solemn gazes in their eyes kept flowing until the bright and dazzling brilliance disappeared, and they
Then he withdrew his gaze.
But the other people in the Feng Mansion also had different thoughts and were whispering among themselves.
And Yuan Xiaoliu's eyes flashed with light, and he felt ecstatic again. Since this young man can draw a tie with Wanyan Zhantian, the invincible disciple of Wanyan Zhantian, the best master in the world, this matter will not happen soon.
There will definitely be a sensation in the martial arts world all over the world. If he draws this young man to his country, thinking of this, Yuan Xiaoliu's eyes begin to become hot, like a hungry wolf seeing a piece of fresh meat.