The breeze roars the rivers and lakes

Accompanied by the sound of violent shouting, a white-haired old man and an eagle soared into the sky, before his feet fell, the iron sword in his hand was shining in the sun, emitting bursts of cold light, and the tip of the sword was approaching Lin Yu's throat went away.

Lin Yu turned over with a kite, and dodged in a hurry. Just as he stabilized his body, the old man laughed and said, "Lin Shaoxia's body skills are really powerful, and he was able to dodge the old man's Dongfang sword without any damage."

Lin Yu knew that this person was Wu Jianxiong, the head of the Qingcheng faction. The Qingcheng faction is one of the eight martial arts sects and has a great reputation. However, in the past 20 years, it has been small in number. If Wu Jianxiong hadn't worked hard to support him, he might have already It was replaced by other second-rate sect forces who were eyeing it.Wu Jianxiong is now seventy years old, and his only beloved disciple died at the hands of the Demon Sect of the Western Regions more than 20 years ago.

The most important purpose of his coming to Huashan this time is not to participate in the so-called Huashan sword competition, but to select a young talent for Qingcheng faction who can take on the great task of Qingcheng's rise, so as to maintain the status of the sect. Honor, so that the hundreds of years of foundation of the ancestors will not be destroyed in their own hands.

When Lin Yu first appeared on the stage, he was full of fierce sword energy and calm and steady personality, which made him fall in love with him. When he just fought against Zhou Wusun of the Hengshan Sword Sect, he saw it so clearly that he couldn't help but secretly marveled. If you get this person, in less than 20 years, the Qingcheng faction will be able to gain a firm foothold in the entire Central Plains martial arts, and even challenge the Taishan Beidou Shaolin Wudang in the martial arts and become the number one martial arts faction.

Lin Yu saw that although Wu Jianxiong, the head of Qingcheng, was not kind, but there was not much murderous look in his eyes, but he could vaguely appreciate him.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yu cupped his hands and saluted, and said: "Senior, I've praised you so much. When we fight in a while, I hope you will be merciful."

Wu Jianxiong stroked his silver-white beard, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Lin Shaoxia is so humble, the Hengshan Sword Sect's unique skill Bafanglai Sword Formation has already been defeated by you, today let me Dongfang Yijian of the Qingcheng Sect come to fight you The Qingfeng Nine Swords competed.

This Eastern Sword is a superior swordsmanship that Wu Tianzi, the patriarch of the Qingcheng Sword School, realized when he was practicing in Bixia Cave in Kunlun Mountain. Because Kunlun Mountain looks at the east, it is called "Oriental Sword".

When Lin Yu was young, he followed Master Qingfeng to practice hundreds of martial arts, and he heard him mention Dongfang Yijian. The so-called Yijian actually has no definite moves. The key lies in the word "Hua". Restricted, out of the norm.

Just waving your hand when you are in battle, it seems that you don't use any strength, but it is the highest in swordsmanship, and no one in the world can master kung fu.It has four formulas, only those with high aptitude can practice this move, otherwise, even if they have a poor head and poor experience, they will not be able to figure out why.

Back then, Emperor Wu saw that Wu Jianxiong's apprentice was very talented, and it was precisely because of this that he didn't even teach it to his own apprentice, but privately taught it to this apprentice who was only 17 years old before he died.Before dying, Emperor Wu asked Wu Jianxiong to rehearse in front of him the most proud swordsmanship in his life, and after one sword dance, he left with a smile on his face.It can be seen that Wu Jianxiong had already understood the mystery of Dongfang Yijian at that time.

Now the 17-year-old disciple has become the 70-year-old master. After nearly 50 years of tempering, Dongfang Yijian has evolved into perfection.

Wu Jianxiong looked into Lin Yu's eyes and said with a smile, "Lin Shaoxia, you have to open your eyes to see clearly." As soon as the words fell, the iron sword in his hand moved with the wind. It seemed an easy move, and Lin Yu But he felt an extremely heavy pressure, like a billowing black cloud covering his heart, giving him a feeling that he was almost out of breath.

Moreover, the way of swinging the sword is extremely slow, but with Lin Yu's eyes that can catch wind and shadow from a thousand meters away, the distance is less than three feet.He didn't even catch his sword shadow, and this Dongfang sword was exactly as Master Qingfeng said: Kunlun Bixia, the Dongfang sword is out, and the swordsmanship in the world is hard to come by.

At this time, a breeze was blowing, and the hair on the temples was blowing up with the wind. Lin Yu closed his eyes gently to feel the rhythm of the wind. The wind came and went, although it did not bring anything, but the dust and smoke disappeared, and the white clouds floated...

After feeling this, Lin Yu suddenly thought that when Master Qingfeng taught him the Qingfeng Nine Swords and when he practiced Dacheng, that was exactly what he felt at that time.

Thinking of this, after Lin Yu settled down, the Qingfeng sword in his hand subconsciously rose with the rhythm of the wind. Sometimes white clouds came out of the mountains, butterflies danced in the breeze, and sometimes tigers descended the mountain, and dragons howled in the sky...

Seeing Lin Yu like this, Wu Jianxiong couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart. He secretly thought that Dongfang Yijian had finally found a heir.

At this moment, everyone in the audience was confused. The two moved back and forth, and their sword skills were extremely slow and light. It didn't look like they were fighting swords, but more like dancing girls dancing swords.However, looking at the very easy and ordinary sword, some real masters broke out in a cold sweat, secretly marveling that such a sword technique is really rare in the world.

After about a quarter of an hour, Lin Yu suddenly opened his sharp eyes like a sharp sword like a tiger waking up.At the same time, Wu Jianxiong's iron sword also stabbed straight at him.

This time Lin Yu didn't dodge, but swung his sword to meet him in the same way as him!The speed of the two of them seemed to be extremely slow, but they were both sword shadows, but they rushed towards each other like ocean waves.

boom!

The two long swords collided fiercely, sparks from the shadows of the swords, and the sound of gunpowder smoke and explosions billowed from the surroundings. The momentum was shocking and shocking, which shocked everyone present.

After a while, the dust and smoke cleared away, and the scene in front of them made everyone even more astonished. They saw Wu Jianxiong's iron sword had slanted on Lin Yu's shoulder, but Lin Yu's Qingfeng sword had pierced Wu Jianxiong's silvery white beard , pointing across his throat, if there is a little more force, he will be dead here.

Wu Jianxiong was defeated, but there was no trace of sadness or frustration on his face. Instead, he smiled happily and said with a very calm smile: "I lost!" When he said this, his tone was full of relief.

From the corner of Lin Yu's eyes, he subconsciously glanced at the iron sword across his shirt, and faint blood began to emerge. He knew very well in his heart that he was the one who lost, not Wu Jianxiong. If I moved the blade half an inch, I'm afraid I would have died here, not just suffered a little skin trauma.

Lin Yu took back the Qingfeng sword, bowed his hands, and said, "Thank you, senior, for your mercy!"

Wu Jianxiong looked up to the sky with a smile, then turned to Lin Yu, lowered his voice and said softly: "Whether you are Dongchang's minion or not, I have taught you Dongfang Yijian. I hope you can carry forward this set of swordsmanship. Let it be lost in the world. In the future, if you have time and don’t understand something, you can go to Qingcheng Mountain to find me.”

Lin Yu replied respectfully: "Thank you for your kindness, senior. If this junior is lucky enough to leave here alive today, he will go to Mount Qingcheng to pay his respects in person in the future."

Wu Jianxiong just looked at him with a smile, didn't say anything, looked at Lin Yu for a moment, and muttered in praise to himself: "You are really a rare genius in a century, I hope you can escape this catastrophe!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Lin Yu to answer, he looked up to the sky with a smile, turned around and left the ring, and returned to his seat.

Seeing his relaxed expression, Daoist Sanli shouted loudly: "Master Wu, your Qingcheng sect's Dongfang Yijian is known as the unparalleled swordsmanship in the world. How could it be defeated by Lin Yu? I think you did it on purpose Let's do it!"

Facing the provocation from Taoist Sanli, the disciples of the Qingcheng faction and the forces of the sect that had a good relationship with the Qingcheng faction all stood up one after another. Both sides were at war with each other, and the scene suddenly became tense.

Wu Jianxiong was not angry at all, he just waved his hand lightly, let the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect sit down, then turned around and smiled at Sanli Daoist, and said, "Sanli Daoist, old man, I heard that the seven disciples of your Kongtong Sect Shangquan is known as the number one punch in the world. Since it is the number one punch in the world, it will definitely not lose to Lin Yu's Qingfeng Nine Swords. Why don't you try it on stage, and let us all open our eyes and see your Kongtong faction How about the true power of the Zhenpai's treasure, the Seven Injuries Fist?"

As soon as Wu Jianxiong said this, everyone's attention was shifted to Taoist Sanli again.Sanli Daoist now has a feeling that he is riding a tiger. It's not that he hasn't learned how powerful Lin Yu is. It's purely courting death to let him go on stage, but if he doesn't go, the face of the Kongtong faction will be lost in the world.

Just when Taoist Sanli didn't know what to do, he caught a glimpse of Lin Yu's bleeding left shoulder from the corner of his eye, and said to himself: a seriously injured tiger is not as fierce as a dog. I'm afraid what he will do, say Perhaps this is the golden opportunity for his Kongtong faction to become famous in one fell swoop, and it is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for his Sanli Daoist to become famous in the world.

After thinking of this, Taoist Sanli immediately turned his worries into joy, and responded loudly: "Okay, since your Qingcheng faction can't deal with Lin Yu, then let my Kongtong faction come to kill the whole martial arts."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took two steps forward when he met Lin Yu's eyes that were sharper than a sharp sword. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and felt a chill in his heart, thinking of Lin Yu's With Ri's performance in the inn, the courage he had just managed to muster was immediately flattened like a deflated ball.

At this time, Taoist Sanli couldn't help retreating in his heart, and secretly said: a thin camel is bigger than a horse, even a wounded tiger can eat people, in case Lin Yu fights with trapped beasts in the end, see himself If there is no way out, if someone else tries to drag him to the back, then the loss outweighs the gain.I can't fight this battle yet, but I've uttered big words, and if I say it, even if I throw it out, I can't take it back.It's not right to fight now, and it's not right not to fight, let him be in a dilemma, don't know what to do?