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Lin Pingzhi still did not draw his sword, and took two steps forward, getting closer and closer to Yu Canghai.

"Boy is arrogant." Yu Canghai sneered, and used the "Biyuan Tengjiao" move to stab Lin Pingzhi's lower abdomen. , I am afraid that Lin Pingzhi's life can be killed with a single sword strike.

But suddenly, Lin Pingzhi's figure flickered, his movements were like a rabbit rising and falling, and he rushed to Yu Canghai in the blink of an eye. In an instant, he was less than a foot away from Yu Canghai, and their noses were almost close to each other. When they collide together, this rush, the moves are so strange that one can imagine, and the speed of the action is even more indescribable.

At this moment, there was another sudden sound, and the long sword in Yu Canghai's hand was poured into the scabbard, but his wrist was supported by Lin Pingzhi's palm, firmly pressing on the hilt.

"Yu Canghai, don't you want to see our Lin family's "Evil Resisting Sword Manual"? How about I let you see it now?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled softly, with an indescribably happy and joking tone.

Yu Canghai was shocked, the boy's actions just now were extremely weird, if he didn't check for a while, he would actually become a situation controlled by others.

At this moment, a faint laughter suddenly came from the dark night.

"The Lin family's "Evil Resisting Sword Manual", Guanzhu Yu, you have seen it." [

Lin Pingzhi and Yu Canghai's expressions turned cold when they heard the sound, because the voices in the night were so erratic that it was impossible to find out who was talking.

"Are you looking for me?" Suddenly, a figure came to Lin Pingzhi and Yu Canghai, looking at them calmly.

"It's you!"

Lin Pingzhi's complexion changed drastically, isn't this person the master who defeated Yue Buqun on the Fengchan Stage today, and his Lin family's "Evil Resisting Sword Technique" was completely broken by this person.

"Lin Pingzhi, you want to take revenge. Originally, I didn't want to interrupt you. Whether this shorty Yu lives or dies, it's his own fault. But now, I'm afraid it's not enough."

Ling Jing smiled slightly, and said: "Now the entire Songshan Mountain is under the management of our Hengshan faction. If you kill Yu Canghai here, our Hengshan faction will not be able to explain to our fellow martial artists."

A look of apprehension flashed across Lin Pingzhi's face, he nodded, and said, "I won't embarrass this senior brother, I have decided to take the head of Shorty Yu, if I kill him with a sword, it will only be cheap This dwarf."

He looked at Yu Canghai with a half-smile, half-anger expression on his face, and said, "Yu Canghai, I want you to watch the people around you die one by one, but you have no way to stop them. I'll just forgive you once, our account, and then I'll settle it slowly."

Laughing loudly, Lin Pingzhi turned and left.

Yu Canghai's face was livid, and he ignored Ling Jing, snorted coldly, and left with his three disciples.

"You can't live by yourself." Ling Jing knew in his heart that after today, Lin Pingzhi and Yu Canghai would have another life-and-death struggle. Regarding the fate of these two people, he didn't want to make any changes, no matter what the final outcome was, It's all their own fault.

In the early morning of the next day, people from various sects went down the mountain and left one after another, and the guests in the other courtyard of Songshan Mountain were quickly gone.

Yu Canghai of the Qingcheng School had already taken his disciples down the mountain overnight, but he didn't realize that Lin Pingzhi had been following them, neither far nor near, with a sneer on his face all the time.

The people of the Huashan School did not find Lin Pingzhi on the mountain, so they had to let it go. They just asked the disciples of the Hengshan School and the Songshan School to send a message. If they met Lin Pingzhi, they would tell him to return to Huashan.

Yue Lingshan followed the Huashan team with an unhappy face, because Yue Buqun strictly ordered her not to meet Ling Jing again, and ordered Linghu Chong and other disciples to watch her, so Yue Lingshan had no way to escape, even Ning Zhong It is impossible to help her. [

"Mom, please help me find a way."

Taking advantage of others not paying attention, Yue Lingshan hurriedly prayed in a low voice in her mother's ear.

Ning Zhong smiled wryly, and said: "Shan'er, didn't mother tell you not to come back? Your father is like this now, even if I persuade him, he won't listen to anything."

"Aren't I worried about Dad's injury?" Yue Lingshan said aggrievedly.

After they got down the mountain, they turned to the west, but after walking out of Lixu, they saw a few figures blocking the road ahead, neither dodging nor avoiding.

"Brother in front, can I borrow a moment?" Linghu Chong stepped forward, clasped his fists and said.

There were hundreds of people in their team, but the road was not very wide, and after those people were blocked in the middle, there was no way for them to pass through.

"Brother Linghu, long time no see." Those people turned around, and one of them greeted Linghu Chong with a smile on his face.

"Little Junior Brother!" Linghu Chong's complexion changed, and then he turned to look at Master with a wry smile.

Yue Buqun's face had long been sinking like water, and he said coldly: "Master Ling, you stopped our Huashan faction halfway, what's your business?"

"It's nothing, I just want to take someone away." Ling Jing smiled lightly. He didn't bother to talk to Yue Buqun who was about to die. With a flash of his figure, he rushed into Mount Hua like wind and lightning. In the crowd of Pai, the footwork changed continuously, so fast that only his body could be seen.

Yue Buqun was furious, sucked his uninjured right hand out of thin air, and a disciple's saber beside him fell into his hand, and then "swiped" three times in a row, trying to seal Ling Jing's retreat.

"Your swordsmanship is really bad." Ling Jing smiled, pointed to the sword, flew out Yue Buqun's weapon three times in a row, and then quickly returned to the previous position with Yue Lingshan in his arms.

Seeing that Ling Jing didn't hurt her father again, Yue Lingshan breathed a sigh of relief, and then laughed in a low voice: "Let's go quickly, or Dad will be in a hurry."

"Well, if you don't run around, there won't be so many troubles." Ling Jingyu glanced at her.

Yue Lingshan stuck out her tongue and said in a low voice: "I know I'm wrong, if you don't run away, my father will catch up."

Ling Jing smiled slightly, and said: "What's the use of your father catching up? Can he beat me?"

"Hmph!" Yue Lingshan punched him on the chest and said angrily, "You are not allowed to fight with my father again, or else I will never even think about talking to you again."

Ling Jingnai smiled, and then explained a few words to Ning Zhongze through voice transmission, and then left with Yue Lingshan performing lightness kung fu.

Yue Buqun was injured, so his skills were greatly compromised. How could he catch up with Ling Jing and the others at this moment? In the end, he could only watch them leave angrily. In his heart, the long sword in his hand was shaken into pieces by him. two sections.