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After Ling Feng finished speaking, he stepped forward.

Immediately, a powerful aura emanated from Ling Feng's body and slammed into the disciples of the Qingcheng faction.

Feeling the aura coming from Ling Feng, the disciples of the Qingcheng School suddenly turned pale, and their bodies involuntarily took a few steps back.

What's more, there was a trace of blood left on the corner of his mouth.

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Chapter 374 Does Lord Yu Guan have the love of Longyang?

"This momentum!"

The people in the hall felt the aura coming from Ling Feng, and the gloating look just condensed on their faces.

"This person seems to be in his twenties, so why does he have such an aura? Even if he is a talented person who has just started cultivating the inner strength method at birth, it is impossible for him to have such an imposing manner."

"Could it be that this guy's mental technique is similar to that of the Huashan School's Zixia magic art. As long as he cultivates to the extreme, he will be able to rejuvenate his youth?"

Everyone took a few steps back one after another, and their eyes swept several times on Ling Feng's body.

From the momentum displayed by Ling Feng, they knew that with Ling Feng's martial arts, he would definitely be a big winner in the entire martial arts, and he would never be a fox and a tiger.

"Dare to ask where the seniors are from? The juniors have offended you just now, please forgive me."

Those disciples of the Qingcheng faction would never be fools, because they knew that their force was like a moat compared to Ling Feng's.

Then they naturally bowed to Ling Feng very happily, with a low posture.

After all, the people who came out to mingle with the rivers and lakes did not have strong martial arts by their side. If they didn't wink at all, they wouldn't be able to live now.

"Do you want me to help you get revenge, or do you want to get revenge yourself?"

Ling Feng did not answer the disciples of the Qingcheng faction, but turned to ask Lin Pingzhi behind him.

"Please teacher..."

Lin Pingzhi watched the scene of the disciples of the Qingcheng School, and the evil anger in his heart spit out. Now Lin Pingzhi felt that every part of his body was extremely comfortable.

He was about to speak, but he closed his mouth again, swallowing all the words that followed.

"What do you want to say?"

Ling Feng looked at Lin Pingzhi and asked aloud.

"The disciple wants to take revenge with his own hands!"

Lin Pingzhi glanced at the group of Qingcheng disciples who were still bending their bodies, and said decisively.

"Are you sure? If your martial arts aptitude is not enough, then you may not be able to take revenge for the rest of your life."

Ling Feng sat back on the table, poured a cup of tea, and said aloud.

The moment Ling Feng sat down, all the disciples of the Qingcheng faction suddenly collapsed to the ground, and their foreheads and backs were constantly sweating out.

Obviously, after Ling Feng sat down just now, they were pressed again by Ling Feng's aura.

"Disciple is confirmed."

Lin Pingzhi nodded solemnly.

"Can."

Ling Feng took a sip of his tea and said aloud.

"Come on, let's go. As for our name, you can find it elsewhere."

At this time, Lingxi waved to the Qingcheng disciples and said aloud.

After hearing the words, the Qingcheng School disciples hurriedly got up from the ground, then bowed to Ling Feng and Lingxi again, then left directly and walked into the inner hall.

"Senior brother, have you thought about what to teach him?"

After Lingxi watched the Qingcheng faction all retreat, she sat beside Ling Feng and asked aloud.

"Of course I thought about it."

Ling Feng glanced at Lin Pingzhi and said aloud.

Lingfeng has memories of several worlds and has also learned several martial arts.

It is said that Lingfeng can teach Lin Pingzhi the martial arts, such as the Shaolin Temple Kungfu of Lingfeng, the Taoist Kungfu of his Yuhuazi Lingfeng, the Saiyan Lingfeng's Guixian Liu and other schools, and the three Naruto worlds. Lingfeng's physical skills, the white beating of Lingfeng's world of death...

It can be said that the current Lingfeng is already a martial arts master, and he is the one standing at the top of the world.

So Yuhuazi Lingfeng has so many martial arts, isn't it simple to teach a Lin Pingzhi?

And now Ling Feng has also thought about what to teach Lin Pingzhi.

Let Lin Pingzhi practice Guixian Liu for half a month.

As the saying goes, the great responsibility of the heaven is given to the people, and they must first work their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skin.

So if Lin Pingzhi wants to take revenge, he has to suffer a little first and sharpen his temper.

Otherwise, what if Lin Pingzhi succeeded in martial arts, and after he succeeded in taking revenge, he became a big devil?

Wouldn't that mean that Lingfeng should clean up the portal himself?

"I have some formulas here, you can first see how much you can remember."

Ling Feng cleared his throat and said to Lin Pingzhi beside him.

"Yes."

When Lin Pingzhi heard the words, his whole body tensed up, and then he pricked up his ears to listen to Ling Feng's words.

Then, Ling Feng told Lin Pingzhi their Taoist thoughts.

"How much do you remember?"

After Ling Feng finished reading, he waited for a while, and then asked Lin Pingzhi aloud.

"That, the disciple is ashamed, I only remember the general."

Lin Pingzhi was silent for a while, and said a little embarrassedly.

Maybe because of nervousness, after listening to the following formulas, I forgot the previous ones, and when I remembered the previous formulas, I forgot the latter ones.

I don't always remember clearly.

So Lin Pingzhi is embarrassed to say it now.

"Haha, you can't do it. I wrote down everything without a word."

At this time, Lingxi, who was sitting on the side, said with a smile.

From her words, it can be known that Lingxi has also recited this set of mental methods.

"The disciple is stupid."

Lin Pingzhi could not help but sweat on his forehead when he heard the words.

After all, this is the first time I have expressed myself in front of my master and my uncle, but now it seems that my performance is not very good.

"It's okay, just recite it a few more times."

Ling Feng then recited the mental method several times.

And Lin Pingzhi, who was sitting on the side, listened intently again.

Suddenly, the hall that was very calm just now became noisy again.

"The rest, let's talk about it later."

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a short middle-aged man walking out of the inner hall.

This person is short, no more than five feet tall, and his appearance is not impressive, but there is an inexplicable aura surrounding him.

"Master, this person is Yu Canghai, the master of the Qingcheng School, who imprisoned my parents."

Lin Pingzhi looked at Yu Canghai and said to Ling Feng.

"Is Yu Canghai?"

Hearing this, Ling Feng turned his attention to Yu Canghai.

At this time, Yu Canghai glanced around, and also set his eyes on Ling Feng and the others at the table.

The two eyes met directly in the air.

"He is Lin Pingzhi, how dare he come here!"

At this time, Yu Canghai glanced at Lin Pingzhi who was sitting beside Ling Feng, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Senior brother, do you think this Yu Guanzhu is good at Longyang? Why is the look in his nephew's eyes so wrong?"

Lingxi looked at Yu Canghai, pulled Lingfeng's sleeve, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Hearing this, Ling Feng turned to look at Lin Pingzhi beside him.

I saw that Lin Pingzhi was staring at Yu Canghai at this time, his eyes contained infinite anger, and he might attack Yu Canghai at any time.

As Yu Canghai looked at Lin Pingzhi, it was still a little ugly just now, but Sima's face suddenly became much brighter, and there was a slight smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Lingxi, I think something is wrong with him."

Ling Feng whispered in Lingxi's ear.

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Chapter three hundred and seventy fifth fight

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes. It takes no effort to get it. I haven't looked for you yet, but I didn't expect you to be delivered directly to your door like this."

Yu Canghai looked at Lin Pingzhi and smiled.

I saw him suddenly rushing towards Lin Pingzhi, his speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Lin Pingzhi.

At this time, the distance between Yu Canghai and Lin Pingzhi was not even a foot away, and their noses almost slammed together.

If it wasn't for Lin Pingzhi's height being much higher than Yu Canghai's, otherwise the two would be mouth to mouth in the eyes of others.

"Boy, come here for me!"

Yu Canghai stretched out his left hand in the shape of a dragon claw and grabbed it directly towards Lin Pingzhi's wrist.

Who is Yu Canghai? He is an old-timer who has been famous in the arena for a long time.

How could Lin Pingzhi react to his actions?

So Lin Pingzhi only felt a flower in front of him, and then a gust of wind blew towards his left wrist.

"Just a hairy boy."

Looking at Lin Pingzhi who was completely unresponsive, Yu Canghai couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart.

Before he captured Lin Zhennan and his wife, he had already been tortured, but he still didn't get a trace of the whereabouts of the evil swordsmanship from their mouths.

And now, Lin Pingzhi has come to the door, as long as he catches Lin Pingzhi himself, and then threatens Lin Zhennan and his wife, the whereabouts of the evil swordsmanship will naturally be offered obediently.

Thinking of this, Yu Canghai looked at Lin Pingzhi with a little more eagerness.

If Yu Canghai's gaze just now was like a spring breeze, then now Yu Canghai's gaze is like a blazing sun.

"Come here obediently."

Yu Canghai shouted, his left hand was about to hold Lin Pingzhi's wrist.

But for some reason, Lin Pingzhi's wrist was right in front of him, but his left hand couldn't go down.

There was only a small distance between his left hand and Lin Pingzhi's wrist, but at this distance, Yu Canghai's left hand couldn't go any further, as if a mountain was pressing against him.

Yu Canghai looked down his left hand, and saw an arm resting on his left arm.

It was this arm that prevented him from grabbing Lin Pingzhi.

"Who are you?"