Chapter 2: Yang Wu Jian

"Dare you dare to quibble?"
"Me, Brother Song, as Brother Tianxuan Feng, you should know the evidence for everything. You and I peeked at the Sword Art of Slashing Ghosts and Gods. Well, I would like to ask Brother Song, did you see it with your own eyes?"
"When I came in, you were clearly holding the sword of the ghost and the god!"
"Oh ..." Lin Fei suddenly realized: "It turned out that I was holding a sword spectrum that cut the ghosts and spirits. When I went to Yuezhou last month, I was holding my master's decree. The position of elder? "
"Sophie, you are sophistry!"
"The actual situation is that I completed seven sect missions last month, and I have made enough contributions to choose a sword practice in Zangjian Pavilion. Hidden sword pavilion, Brother Song, do n’t make a mistake. As for stealing ghosts and ghosts, I just do n’t care to touch the ghosts on the ground when I pass by. Have you been to anything? "
"You ..." Song Tianxing found that he was speechless for a while!
"Once again, breaking you and slashing ghosts and spirits, I really don't have to be so troublesome ..."
"What?" Song Tianxing simply doubted his ears.
"Why, Brother Song doesn't believe it?"
"Of course I don't believe it!"
"I don't believe you can try ..."
"Ah?" Song Tianxing froze for a moment. What does it mean to try?
"Brother Song is not. I came to Zangjian Pavilion to peek at the sword spectrum. Is it to break the ghosts and gods? Well, if I only use my Yuhengfeng ’s Yangwu sword, I break the ghosts of Brother Song. Can it prove my innocence? "
"Raise my sword?"
Is n’t this Yuhengfeng ’s introductory swordsmanship?
Song Tianxing suddenly felt, did I hear it wrong?
Thinking about it, it seems that I heard correctly ...
So there is only one thought left in your mind, are you teasing me?
It ’s not really Song Tianxing ’s surprise. Anyone who listens to Lin Fei is afraid that the same thoughts will come to mind.
The Yangwu sword broke three times, which is as ridiculous as the ant on the elephant. If someone can do it, then ask Jianzong these brothers, and fight hard to fight for the true brother of the inner brother, do n’t fight, Go directly to the street to buy this Yangwu sword world invincible!
"You ... are you not stimulated?" After asking this, Song Tianxing felt that he was a little weak, but it was really too weird. Today's Lin Fei seems to be a different person, giving a kind of Feeling completely invisible.
"If you don't try, I can go ..."
"Don't go!" Song Tianxing stopped suddenly, and finally seized such an opportunity, if he can't send this guy to the wall, aren't he busy?
Regardless of whether you are stimulated, anyway, it ’s impossible to break the ghost with a sword, as long as I did the same as last time, I will defeat you in one move. Even if you have any conspiracy, it ’s too late, but Song Tianxing thought about it, still Something more reassuring.
"Then don't let me bully you."
"No, no." Lin Fei had waited impatiently for a long time, reaching for his sword and pulling his sword down, and nodded at Song Tianxing: "Come on."
"Crazy!" The tip of the sword is down. This is the gesture of the elders pointing the younger ones. Did your mother put me in the eye?
In the dim Tibetan sword pavilion, a sword light suddenly illuminated.
This is exactly what the thirteenth road cuts off ghosts and gods!
At the beginning, Song Tianxing practiced and succumbed to ghosts and spirits, and it was this move that defeated Lin Fei to cut down Yan Luo. At this time, he was used in this Tibetan sword pavilion. Among them, there is a hint of blood, which is a sign that the spirit of the ghost has been cut ...
In fact, even Song Tianxing himself is very satisfied with this sword. The only way to kill ghosts and spirits in the thirteenth way is to have three ways. Among them, there is Yan Luo, but even when he is in the best state, there are only ten of them. Three times, such blood can be cut.
As soon as the blood Yan Luo came out, Song Tianxing knew that the outcome was set.
Lin Fei didn't even urge Zhenyuan, so he just cut off with a sword ...
In the view of Song Tianxing, this sword is almost the same as finding death. He himself bleeds Yan Luo and Jianguang passes over. Even the brothers who raise Yuanjing may not dare to be straight. This guy dare to be so arrogant, really not Know how to write dead words.
At this time, Song Tianxing even hesitated. Do you want to stop it? After all, this is the Tibetan sword pavilion. Although he is a younger brother on duty, it is not good in case of death ...
But after thinking for a while, Song Tianxing still decided not to collect, what to collect, this guy is so annoying, just take this opportunity to teach him a bit, so that he will not dare to brag in front of him in the future, the most true yuan attached to the sword It ’s okay if you do n’t urge it.
As for what hurts, it is inevitable that you will miss the game, how can you blame me ...
Wait, what is that!
Just when Song Tianxing was thinking wildly, he suddenly found that his sword light was scattered. In this moment, Song Tianxing almost thought he was dazzled ...
what happened?
At the next moment, Song Tianxing finally saw clearly, a sword light that didn't know where it came from, suddenly cut into the blood Yanlu, this sword light looked meandering, slow and slow, but cut into the blood Yanlu After that, it just twisted lightly, and shattered the whole blood Yanlu ...
"I rely on!" Song Tianxing knew badly, but he was too late to change his mind. He could only watch the strange sword light. After shattering the blood, he gently shook his sword again. Unsteady, the sound of "dang" fell to the ground ...
The Tibetan sword pavilion suddenly fell silent ...
"You ... you don't use Yangwu Sword!" After a full quarter of an hour, Song Tianxing, who was flushed, suddenly spoke.
"Huge spirit persists, one of the thirty-six styles of raising my sword. If Brother Song has not learned it, you can watch it slowly in the Tibetan sword pavilion.
After finishing this sentence, Lin Fei put the sword into the sheath and turned to leave the third floor of the Tibetan sword pavilion.
"How could it be possible to raise my sword, and you coax ghosts, the aura of immortality, wait for me to find out, to expose your scum lies ..." In the vast Tibetan sword pavilion, only Song Tianxing was left alone, with his teeth gnashing his teeth. Found in the pile of swords ...
After Lin Fei left the third floor of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, he quickly left this matter behind his head. For Lin Fei to use the Yangwu Sword to defeat the slashing ghosts and gods, this was just a worthless thing.
When I was still in the Tibetan sword pavilion, I had seen too many talented brothers. They could use the Yangwu sword to do more amazing things and beat the ghosts. Some of them were crazy, and even tried to use the Yangwu sword to fight against the Heavenly Tribulation. , But in the end, they all disappeared into the depths of the Black Abyss along with Wen Jianzong ...
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