After escaping from death, Ding Mian's vest was sweating profusely, he put away his contempt and praised: "Young Master Linghu's swordsmanship is superb and quick to react, it's amazing!"

Linghu Yichong's heart was also thumping, and he smiled and said, "Hero Ding is very skilled and experienced. He grasped my weakness with just one move. The Thirteenth Taibao is indeed well-known."

Since Linghu Yichong tied Yu Canghai in Fuzhou, this small team of Huashan Sect has become a little fluttering.

Although Linghu Yi didn't say it, he was actually proud and didn't take Ding Mian seriously. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took action, he was almost defeated by someone empty-handed and was scared to death.

Ding Mian smiled coldly and said, "Come again!"

"Okay, look at the sword!"

Linghu Yichong's long sword trembled slightly, his body shook, he jumped to Ding Mian's left, and stabbed three swords like lightning, attacking Ding Mian's temple, left shoulder, and left abdomen.

Ding Mian hit three punches on one side of his left leg, punching three inches below the tip of the sword, sealing Linghu Yi's three swords.

Linghu Yi Chong rushed forward without waiting for the force to hit the sword, and thrust the sword into Ding Mian's eyebrows. Ding Mian's fist was released, and his index finger bounced and his sword was skewed.

Linghu Yi Chong's sword did not retreat, but suddenly sank, his body turned sharply around Ding Mian, and the tip of the sword tangled towards Ding Mian's left abdomen.

Ding Mian took a step back, and suddenly seven sword flowers flashed in front of him, and they attacked quickly. Ding Mian shouted softly and instantly shot out seven palms. The seven sword flowers suddenly disappeared. Linghu Yichong had turned to Ding Mian's right, and silently stabbed a sword, pointing to Ding Mian's elbow joint.

Ding Yi looked at Linghu Yichong and praised: "Mr. Linghu is very smart in swordsmanship, and he is following the Qingfeng swordsmanship. Brother Cong, who is your disciple of Huashan?"

Cong Buqi said vaguely: "All of them are subordinates of the senior brother of the sect!"

Ding Yi said curiously: "How is it compared to Nephew Lin?"

“It’s almost the same!”

Ding Yi smiled slightly, looked at several Huashan disciples seriously, stopped talking, and looked at the scene.

Linghu Yi rushed around Ding Mian, and the long sword kept stabbing out. Ding Mian released dozens of palms to seal Linghu Yi's sword force, shouted loudly, and slapped it out from afar. The palm power penetrated the body. Linghu Yi's hair and clothes floated backwards, and the space in front of him seemed to have solidified.

Linghu Yi slashed the sword, and the tip of the sword made a "sniff" sound, breaking Ding Mian's palm power out of it. The sword trembled slightly and became straight. He stabbed Ding Mian in front of him.

Ding Mian closed his palms and concentrated his mind, and slowly punched out. The fist instantly appeared in front of the sword tip. He stopped for a moment, and with a "boom", both retreated. Ding Mian leaned back and couldn't help but take two steps back. He looked at Linghu Yichong, but saw him staring back three steps, flashing his body, and instantly appeared in front of Ding Mian again, stabbing Ding Mian with a sword.

"Good internal strength!"

There was a burst of admiration inside and outside the hall.

Fei Bin and several other disciples of the Songshan Sect had a deep face and knew that the person who praised Ding Mian was not the one who praised him.

Just now, Sdenda and Liu Zhengfeng had a few moves, but they were only slightly at a disadvantage. Everyone was already lamenting that the disciples of the Songshan Sect grew up quickly and had high martial arts skills. They could catch up with senior masters. In just a few years, they could stand alone.

But no one would have thought that a three-generation disciple in Huashan, who was only twenty-five or six years old, had excellent sword skills. He could even defeat Songshan Dataibao, but he compared all the new generation disciples of Songshan Sect present.

The most terrifying thing is that such a talented disciple is still inferior to others.

What should be the young leader of Huashan?

Many people in the field thought of this joint and looked at Lin Yihua in a blink of an eye. They saw Lin Yihua sitting faintly in the middle of Huashan and others, with a calm expression. They watched the two of them compete in the field without any worries.

The few Huashan disciples around Lin Yihua were all full of energy and full of temperament. The eyes were shining, and they all showed superb internal skills.

Everyone was shocked, thinking that the reputation of the Huashan Sect was not very good in recent years.

Rumor is that the leader of Huashan Mountain is only thinking about how to do business and make money. The nickname of "Gentleman Sword" by the head of Huashan Mountain is interpreted as a gentleman who loves money.

Many decent old people in the world were heartbroken and secretly blamed the leader Yue for destroying a famous sect in the world.

There are also those who are secretly happy, with cold eyes and constant jokes, which make this statement spread throughout the world.

Unexpectedly, in recent years, the Huashan Sect, which has only sent Cong Buqi to travel around the world, has now sent a few young disciples. It is so amazing. It seems that it is necessary to re-evaluate the strength of the Huashan Sect.

The reputation of "Sword Returns to Huashan" has once again surged in the hearts of the people in the martial arts world. Could this be the foundation of the top famous sects? In just twenty-five years, a sect on the verge of extinction will restore its strength at its heyday?

The younger generation of people in the martial arts world live when the Songshan Sect is growing and fighting against the Demon Sect, they only see that the Songshan Sect has emerged in recent years. They see that the Songshan Sect continues to participate in and lead various Jianghu affairs. When the Songshan Sect masters are majestic and energetic.

The old man over the age of fifty knows that although the Songshan Sect is in full swing now, in terms of real strength, the Songshan Sect is far inferior to the Huashan Sect twenty-five years ago.

From the perspective of the open, the Songshan Sect has only 15 or 15 or 15 or 15 or 15 or 15 or 16 15 or 16 15 or 16 16 16 16 18, otherwise it would not have led the Five Mountains Alliance to resist the Demon Sect for a hundred years.

Let’s look at the connotation. Huashan’s martial arts and sword techniques are both famous in the world and are known as “Sword Returns to Huashan”.

The powerful combat power of Huashan disciples has always been the best in the world, and has produced many peerless masters known as the "No. 1 in the world in martial arts".

The Songshan School, Zuo Lengchan, who ranked the highest martial arts, is now only the third in the righteous school. It is far from being "the best martial arts in the world", and it will never be able to achieve it in this life.

Now that Huashan is dormant for more than 20 years, the younger generation has grown up. Is the Huashan Sect going to establish the reputation of "Sword Return to Huashan" again? Regain the title of the leader of the Five Mountains?

The people below were waiting for the thoughts, but the two of them looked very focused and did not dare to be distracted at all.

Both sides were at their peak, and Ding Mian made a dull sound with his palm and punch, and his palm power was radiant, causing dust to fly around him, and all the people sitting around him were fluttering.

Linghu Yichong's sword power was condensed, and his body was flickering, like falling leaves floating in the wind, spinning left and right, making people unable to touch the direction. Only the sharp roar of the sword tip piercing through the air, continuous, and kept ringing around Ding Mian, making people shudder.

Tianmen looked solemn and said to Tianbai around him: "This is the Huashan School Qingfeng Sword Technique. It is indeed erratic and extremely fast. If you encounter it in the future, you must keep your feet tightly and not be greedy for merit. This sword technique is best at finding people's flaws. Whenever you have the chance, you will be as vacancies as the breeze."

Tianbai wiped the back of his neck and whispered: "This martial arts and swordsmanship of the Master Linghu in Huashan is so amazing, it really makes us ashamed. I am afraid that only Master Yuantai can compare with our third-generation disciples in Mount Tai. Few people in the Tian generation can match it."

Tianmen nodded, looked at the junior disciple beside him, and sighed slightly, but when he thought of his eldest disciple Yuantai, a smile appeared on his face.

Ding Mian couldn't fight for a long time and was secretly anxious. If he didn't take down the Huashan disciple today, the Songshan Sect would be completely defeated, which would be a great blow to the implementation of the master's plan.

Even the strength of the Huashan Sect may have caused the senior brother of the sect to readjust the plan.

Ding Mian took a long breath, crossed his fists and palms, not dodging, but remembered to fight Linghu Yichong's long sword hard, but relied on his internal strength that was higher than Linghu Yichong, and planned to use strong attacks on the weak and reduce ten times with one force.

The heroes in the world came to the hall and made some boos.

Ding Mian is completely shameless.

They are all uncles and nephews of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. They are just competitions and competitions, not fighting each other in life and death. Why do they use internal strength to defeat others? They are completely relying on their seniority.

Linghu Yichong did not show any weakness, and he produced dozens of swords in a row. The sword sword and Ding Mian were reluctant to do so. In the end, his skills were slightly inferior. The sound of the sword roar gradually became smaller and it was inaudible in the end.

Linghu Yi shouted softly, his body movements were two points faster, the long sword in his palm trembled slightly, no longer fighting with Ding Mian, and the angle of the sword was becoming more and more unpredictable.

Ding Mian shouted loudly and increased the palm power again. Not only did he block Linghu Yi's sword force, but he also began to use his palm to intercept Linghu Yi Chong's swaying body, reducing Linghu Yi Chong's range of movement.

Linghu Yi washed three swords, the first two swords stabbed Ding Mian's eyes, and the third sword stabbed Ding Mian's left front empty space. Ding Mian slapped his palms and slapped Linghu Yichong's two swords, and followed the trend with one palm print to Linghu Yichong. Half of the palm came out, Linghu Yichong's sword tip had already stabbed. If one palm was down, before Linghu Yichong could be stabbed by his long sword.

Ding Mian tied his five fingers with his right palm into a beak, and pecked at the tip of Linghu Yichong's sword, fixed his sword force, raised his left palm and wanted to cut into Linghu Yichong's inner side.

Linghu Yi rushed to the right and dragged his sword toward Ding Mian's throat. Ding Mian took a step to the left and hit his left palm forward, which sealed Linghu Yi's way to dodge right.

But I suddenly lost Linghu Yichong's figure in front of me. I felt something was wrong, but when I heard Linghu Yichong's "stop", I felt a pain in my chest and had been stabbed by a long sword.

It turned out that Linghu Yi's dodging to the right was just a fake move. He thought that Ding Mian would definitely block it, so his body fell right and made a right dodging, but his feet stood still.

When Ding Mian took a step to the left and used his palm to intercept it, Linghu Yichong fell down instantly. The long sword was handed over to the left hand and supported the ground with his right hand. He stabbed Ding Mian from the lower part, stabbed Ding Mian's heart and his body quickly turned out.

These few moves were extremely quick and before everyone could see clearly, the two of them had already decided the outcome.
Chapter completed!