Medical Martial Soldier King

Yang Lincheng suddenly twisted his eyebrows, wrinkled his face into a bitter melon face, and couldn't help but take a breath.

He slowly gathered his sword spirit and took back his sword.

Dou baigui said angrily, "what are you doing? I asked you to compete with him. Who told you to put away your sword? Do it quickly!"

Finally, he had a chance to recover his face. The boy was not good at it.

Yang Lincheng only felt unbearable abdominal pain, and a layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The pain made him speechless.

The next moment, I just felt a bloody smell coming up from my throat.

"Poof!"

Yang Lincheng couldn't help spraying out.

Dou baigui was stunned at first, then frowned, "the worthless thing is so defeated! You have lost all the faces of our holy sword sect. It's a waste of our training for you!"

Yang Lincheng pursed his lower lip, raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. He looked at Dou baigui helplessly.

"Martial uncle, my ability is insufficient. I'm ashamed of shengjianmen!" He murmured.

Dou baigui snorted, "from now on, go to the back of the mountain and think about it. When do you want to understand how to lose and when to eat again? Otherwise, don't eat in your life. Get out!"

Yang Lincheng clenched his sword and left after getting off the stage.

Qin Feng stood with his hands on his back and looked slightly at Yang Lincheng's back. He couldn't help feeling helpless.

Gu Bei stood on the stage, squatted down slowly, looked at Dou baigui and said calmly, "Hey! Is there anyone else coming to compete? Come on, I'm already on it now, so that you won't come up again later. I won't bother to compete with you at that time!"

The voice was not loud, but inexplicably proud.

Dou baigui became angry after hearing this. His index finger pointed to Gubei and said angrily, "you... Don't be proud! I tell you, our holy sword sect is not easy to provoke. When our sect leader comes, he will beat your master to his knees and beg for mercy! You are a little apprentice, and you don't deserve our elders!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Bei suddenly realized, "so you're afraid that you'll lose face if you can't beat me after coming up? That should be the most powerful disciple of your holy sword sect just now? In fact, your swordsmanship is not powerful. I can defeat your most powerful disciple, and my master will certainly defeat your sect leader!"

Dou baigui frowned, "wishful thinking! Qin Feng can never be the opponent of the sect leader, hum!"

Then he turned and left.

Gubei looked at his back, hooked his mouth and disdained: "it's clear that he didn't dare to come up because he was afraid of losing to me!"

He jumped off the platform.

"Shifu, I don't think this swordsmanship 1 is very powerful. I can easily find their weaknesses! The big disciple just now has obvious flaws!" Gubei said calmly.

Qin Feng lightly picked up his eyebrow peak and said with a light smile, "what are their flaws?"

Gubei pursed his lips. "They attack at close range. They only use their swords, so it's easy to have a flaw in their body, and we can break through them! Since Shifu has fought with them, I should have found this flaw?"

Qin Feng said calmly, "yes, but none of us are swordsmen, so whether there are flaws in swordsmanship depends on their sect leader!"

Gu Bei nodded thoughtfully, "that's what he said, so he can only wait for their sect leader to come!"

While talking, he slowly looked down at the sword in Qin Feng's hand, and suddenly a sword sounded.

"Holy sword?" He murmured.

Qin Feng looked at him suspiciously, "what?"

Gubei hurriedly said, "master, I saw a sword called Shenglin sword before, but it was a sword hundreds of years ago. It seems to be a sabre used by general Changsheng! I once saw a picture of that sword, which is very similar to the one in your hand! I just don't know if it is this one!"

Qin Feng frowned and looked down at the sword in his hand. "Shenglin sword? I heard it for the first time."

In the past, he never paid attention to these things, and he was not familiar with sabre.

But according to Gubei, this sword looks like a treasure.

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt a real Qi approaching.

He slowly looked back to the source and saw a man walking in a Tang suit.

Followed by Dou baigui.

It seems that this should be the sect leader, otherwise Dou baigui won't walk behind him.

Huang Ting gradually walked towards Qin Feng. Looking at the sword in his hand, his eyebrows tightened, and a surprise flashed in his eyes.

He quickly walked in and raised his hand. "Mr. Qin, I've heard a lot about you. I've always heard that you came to our holy sword gate two days ago. It really makes our holy sword gate shine! We'll treat you well this time, anyway!"

Qin Feng looked at him suspiciously and vaguely guessed that he had another plan.

Otherwise, it can't be so flattering.

After thinking about it, he asked, "do you know me? I've heard so much about it?"

Huang Ting was stunned and smiled awkwardly. "I know you. Why don't you know you? I remember when you came two days ago! Even if you cut down the wall of my holy sword gate, I'm not angry! For me, I'm glad to know an expert like you, even if you destroyed my whole holy sword gate!"

Dou baigui, standing behind him, was surprised with a question mark on his face.

It was not like this just now. Why did it suddenly change?

Moreover, when he came back that day, he knew that the wall of shengjianmen had been split, but Huang Ting wanted to kill Qin Feng.

How did it change so fast now?

Is there any conspiracy?

Qin Feng sneered and said coldly behind his hands, "really? I'll destroy your holy sword gate today, how about it?"

Huang Ting's face could not hang, but he still insisted and said, "just be happy!"

Then he pretended to look at the sword in Qin Feng's hand.

"Tut! Mr. Qin, how can you use such a powerful expert? What if you are seen by others? It will also affect your reputation! Why don't I change a good one for you?"

He said with a serious face. It seemed that he wanted to change his sword for Qin Feng sincerely.

Qin Feng flashed a pair of ink eyes and said calmly, "no, I think this one is very good and doesn't need to be changed!"

Dou baigui, standing behind Huang Ting, sneered with disdain, "that broken sword is good too? It's rusty on it. Don't you see what's going on! I'm afraid you're only qualified to use this sword!"

As soon as the voice fell, Huang Ting turned back and stared at him, "shut up!"

Hearing the speech, dou baigui slowly shut his mouth and dared not say a word of resistance.

Huang Ting looked back at Qin Feng and said with a smile, "Mr. Qin, I have some good swords here. Why don't you come and have a look? If you like, just take them away! How about?"