Wuxia: Picking up corpses, my father Wang Xianzhi

Chapter 170 Longitudinal Sword Art You have tried, then try the horizontal sword art you are most familiar with!

“Huh?”

Wei Zhuang frowned slightly, not understanding Wang Lin’s unclear words.

Wang Lin didn’t explain much, the sword of the great river in his hand was already swinging! The Dao sword flower danced, and the sword intent emanated!

Wei Zhuang’s original calm eyes.

Flashes a vibration! This is!

Oniya Longitudinal Sword Art Move?!

“Uh–”

Wang Lin’s figure flashed quickly and came to Wei Zhuang’s body, and the sword in his hand stabbed towards his neck!

“Bell!”

Sparks streaked through, Wei Zhuang blocked this attack, and Wang Lin’s offensive resumed!

The sword qi in the sky is like a rainbow!

The road is close to the key place of Weizhuang!

Wei Zhuang blocked one after another, but in the eyebrows, 04 was already shocked!

As a descendant of Ghost Valley, how could he not know the sword moves of the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship!

Although Wang Lin’s sword move at this moment is not gorgeous, it hides extremely strong sword qi, and once hit, it will be killed by one move! This is exactly the sword move characteristic of longitudinal swordsmanship!

Wang Lin, actually knows Senior Brother’s sword move!

“Who are you!”

At this moment, Wei Zhuang’s complexion finally changed.

It’s not as calm as before.

Looking at Wang Lin’s eyes, he also revealed the ultimate killing intent! In each generation of Ghost Valley, there will only be two disciples.

And there is no one in this generation except him and his senior brother Ganie.

This kid in front of him can swing the sword, could it be that he is a disciple of Senior Brother?

Wei Zhuang’s brows frowned, and deep doubts shrouded his heart.

But it’s not right.

Senior Brother, as a person of Daqin, if he wants to teach the sword, he must also be a person of Daqin! But Wang Lin is clearly a person from Wudi City!

“Boy, stealing my Ghost Valley sword moves, but you will pay the price of your life!”

Wei Zhuang suddenly had a surge in sword intent!

The vast aura turned into a black dragon and surrounded the shark tooth sword body! His figure was as fast as lightning, and he quickly attacked Wang Lin!

In the woods, Wei Zhuang turned into an afterimage! It’s dizzying!

“It seems that Lord Wei Zhuang is angry.”

Chi Lian and the two looked at the battle in front of them and spoke, their beautiful eyes flickering one after another.

“To be able to make Lord Wei so angry, that kid is not simple.”

Bai Feng raised his eyebrows, looking at the sword move Wang Lin used, and there was doubt in his eyes.

“This sword move is unpretentious but with sword qi, but it is somewhat similar to the Ghost Valley Longitudinal Sword.”

The Ghost Valley Sect does not spread the word.

So he only thought that this was a similar sword technique, and he didn’t care much.

In the shadow of the tree, Wang Lin and Wei Zhuang faced hundreds of moves in a row, and for a moment they were not divided up and down! And the more confrontation moved, the more shocked Wei Zhuang’s face became!

This Wang Lin’s mastery of longitudinal swordsmanship was even stronger than his senior brother!

“Uh–”

Another burst of sparks crossed, Wang Lin flew backwards, his feet stepped on the leaves, looking at Wei Zhuang’s increasingly shocked expression, an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His performance is not yet finished!

In a trance, his sword move suddenly changed again, and the previous simple sword intent disappeared 057, replaced by a domineering sword qi! The eyes looked at Wei Zhuang in front of him.

Wang Lin showed a sneer and spoke.

“You have tried the longitudinal sword technique, then come and try the horizontal sword art that you are most familiar with!”

“Buzz one by one” roaring in the air!

Wang Lin’s sword move was like electricity, and he quickly attacked Wei Zhuang!

Wei Zhuang’s body shook instantly! The pupils are also constricted!

Because the sword move used by Wang Lin in front of him turned out to be the Ghost Valley Hengjian! This.

How can it be!

Looking at his shocked gaze, the corners of Wang Lin’s mouth rose slightly.

The sword move in his hand has already swung around!

“Hengjian. Quartet!”