At this time, Song Qingshu's eyes looked towards Zhou Zhiruo intentionally or unintentionally. Lin Yang said unhappyly: "Boy, why are you staring at my wife? Do you know how to be polite?"

Zhou Zhiruo blushed first and said weakly: "Who is your wife?"

Song Qingshu's face turned dark and asked Master Miejue, "Senior, who is this senior brother?" He also knew Master Miejue didn't like male disciples. The male disciples in Emei had a low status and could not get the true teachings of martial arts. He thought to himself that he would make you look good!

Unexpectedly, Master Mie Jue, who had just been sought after by him, looked pretty good, suddenly became gloomy and ignored him and turned around and walked away.

Song Qingshu was puzzled. He didn't know why Master Miejue was suddenly annoyed, and he didn't dare to ask more questions. After a change of heart, he decided to flatter Master Miejue again.

Song Qingshu followed and said with a smile: "When my father taught his younger generations the sword skills, he said that his sword skills are superb in the world. He thought that the master of this sect was the first, followed by the senior Miejue, the head of the Emei Sect."

Master Mie Jue heard that Song Yuanqiao recommended herself as the second best swordsman in the world, and was very happy. Zhang Sanfeng was the Taishan Beidou in martial arts in the world, and everyone admired her. She never thought that she could surpass this rare master in ancient and modern times.

But the Wudang Sect's great disciple actually thought that she was the most skilled swordsmanship except Zhang Sanfeng, and couldn't help but feel quite proud.

Master Mie Jue was very happy and suddenly remembered that he came alone, Lin Yang who Song Qingshu had just asked about, and his face suddenly turned dark again. She didn't walk under this man, and the Yitian Sword was taken away.

This man clearly had a sword in his hand, but he didn't even have a sheath!

When a group of Emei disciples heard what Song Qingshu said, their eyes looked at Lin Yang intentionally or unintentionally. The second sword technique in the world seemed to be the leader.

Song Qingshu did not notice the movement around him, and was organizing his words and continued to flatter Mr. Mie Jue. He said: "My father said that Wudang and Emei sword techniques have their own strengths and weaknesses. For example, this move of this sect is similar to that of the "Qingluo Little Fan" of the sect. However, the strength on the blade is strong, and it is not light and flexible enough when making moves, and it is inevitable that the "Qingluo Little Fan" can be used to be free and easy..."

Speaking of this, Song Qingshu saw that the people in the middle looked at Lin Yang intentionally or unintentionally. Master Mie Jue's face turned darker, and he also noticed something strange. He closed his mouth and said in his heart, what is going on?

It is rumored that this Master Mie Jue has a quirky personality and is really not to deceive me!

Seeing that this kid was defeated by Master Mie Jue, Lin Yang was amused and said, "Your father is wrong. In the world, the swordsman Zhang Sanfeng can only rank second."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people in the martial arts were furious. In their eyes, Zhang Sanfeng was a god-like existence. Anyone who verbally disrespects Zhang Sanfeng would feel very harsh.

Song Qingshu was furious and still looked polite. He asked, "I wonder if you, who is the first one?"

Lin Yang pointed at himself and said with a smile: "It's far away in the sky and close in front of him, and it's me."

Song Qingshu said angrily: "Arrogant! You are young and dare to claim to be the best in the world in swordsmanship?"

Lin Yang nodded and said, "No, I'm just talking about swordsmanship. I'm a little taller than Old Dao Zhang. If I talk about martial arts, I'm much taller than Old Dao Zhang!"

Song Qingshu pulled out his long sword and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, let this third generation of disciple who is not good at martial arts, learn about your swordsmanship and martial arts!"

Lin Yang looked at Song Qingshu like an idiot. He raised his index finger and shook it lightly, saying, "You can't do ten thousand of you!"

"Please give me advice!" Song Qingshu asked, screaming with a dark face, quickly stepped forward, handed out the long sword. It was the way in his mouth before, not as good as the "Little Fan of Emei's "Qingluo" 'waving the five strings'.'

"Wang!" Xiao Hei shouted, and was about to rush out.

"Be careful!" The female disciples of Emei who had seen the little black hair were all worried about Song Qingshu's comfort and started crying.

Lin Yang patted Xiao Hei's head and signaled it to be quiet. When Song Qingshu stabbed his long sword into his chest, he raised his hand, clamped his two fingers, and clamped the long sword in his hand.

Lin Yang shook his fingers and smiled, "This is called Lingxi Yi Finger. Have you seen it?"

Song Qingshu's face turned red, and he tried hard in his hand, but the sword could not be pulled out no matter how hard he pulled it.

Lin Yang let go of his fingers, bounced his fingers, and the sword immediately turned around and stabbed Song Qingshu's thigh. Blood suddenly burst out, making it a huge hole.

Song Qingshu felt a sharp pain in his thigh, and then a cold. The sword was only a slight difference and he could cut off his own!

Lin Yang said: "I said you can't do it! For Song Yuanqiao's sake, I will leave some seeds for your old Song family."

At this time, Emei and Wudang had already met, and Song Yuanqiao and other people in the martial arts were also alarmed and walked over.

When Song Yuanqiao heard this man's words, he looked at the injuries on Song Qingshu's thigh carefully and knew that this man had shown mercy, otherwise the old Song family would be defeated!

But my son was injured, and I still had to stand out. Song Yuanqiao bowed and asked, "Dare you ask why the dog offended you?"

Lin Yang said: "Your son always stares at my wife, which is very rude."

Song Yuanqiao's face was suffocated, and he looked at Song Qingshu with a look of inquisitiveness on his face.

Song Qingshu covered his thigh and shouted, "This man humiliated the ancestor, and said that when it comes to sword techniques in the world, he is the best in the world, and the ancestor can only rank second."

Song Yuanqiao frowned, looked at Lin Yang, and asked, "Are you serious about this?"

Lin Yang nodded and said truthfully: "Not bad! Old Dao Zhang's swordsmanship is indeed not as good as mine."

Song Yuanqiao acted the same as his son, unsheathed his sword and said in a deep voice: "Then the incompetent disciples under this master's seat will learn about your sword skills."

Lin Yang was speechless. Now he felt a little unhappy when he saw someone using a sword in front of him, but at the same time, he was too lazy to draw a sword in front of these people, not on the same level!

Lin Yang smiled and asked, "How is your sword technique compared to Master Miejue?"

Song Yuanqiao glanced at Master Mie Jue, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's slightly worse."

Master Mie Jue said lightly: "Shief Song is too humble!"

Lin Yang pointed to Miejue and said to Song Yuanqiao: "Ask her how many moves can she walk under my hands?"

Song Yuanqiao frowned, unable to figure out what was going on, who was this person? It seemed that he was not a disciple of Emei, so he turned to look at Master Miejue.

Master Mie Jue was a honest man and said, "One...half move!"

She wanted to say one move, but she thought that the opponent's sword had not even been released, so she took away the Yitian Sword, which could only be considered half a move!

As soon as these words were spoken, the people in the martial arts world looked at each other, but Master Miejue was a sect master, so he would not lie!

Lin Yang said: "Do you still want to compete?"

Song Yuanqiao: “…”

Lin Yang laughed, patted Xiao Hei beside him, and looked at Zhou Zhiruo and said, "Xiao Hei follows you first, I will go to Guangmingding to wait for you first!"

As he said that, Lin Yang comforted Xiao Hei and said a few words in his ear. He used his light skills and his figure disappeared quickly. (To be continued, please search for Piao Tianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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