When Master Bai died, Yan Yin, who was originally stanced in horses, suddenly opened his eyes. In his dantian, the long phantom sword standing quietly inside trembled unconsciously.
After looking inside, Yan Yin, who did not notice any objection, returned to the wooden bed and began to practice the Qingyue Legal in peace.
However, he didn't know that Mr. Bai, who once gave him and Fang Xuelin Qing'er two swords and whip, had already died.
The long sword in his body may have trembled because of this. The owner who once forged it has left. Even if it is just a weapon, it will have its own thoughts.
In the early morning, when light and shadow drove out darkness and darkness, Yan Yin was awakened by a noise.
"That's it! That boy dared to behave himself yesterday, and today I don't kill him! Brother, you are the elder brother I admire as soon as I entered the school. You must help me get out of this anger." An angry voice shouted outside Yan Yin and the others' house, "Lingyunfeng, get out of here, uncle is here to avenge!"
"Come out, come out quickly." Suddenly, Yan Yin felt that the door was being photographed and thudded.
Yan Yin jumped out of bed, left the door and looked at the room on the upper left, and then opened the door.
I saw a large number of young men and a few older young men in front of their door. It seemed that they were all students from Southern College.
Among them, standing in front of him were groups of arrogant men. A young man with a look of wound on his face looked inside the house angrily.
"Is there anything wrong? Dear brothers?" Yan Yin looked at the people in front of him with a calm expression and asked.
The angry boy said, "You are not Lingyunfeng, please let him come out, I know he lives here."
Shaking his head, Yan Yin said, "I don't know who Lingyun Peak is, but I can help you find him."
"Get out! Don't block the old man's words, I'll go in and look for it myself." The young man pushed Yan Yin angrily, wanting to enter the door.
However, Yan Yin's horse stance was steadily and his body was also standing firmly. The young man pushed Yan Yin and he had not moved.
"Drink! Boy, I can't tell you, it's a bit too bad." A slightly older man walked up to Yan Yin and sneered, "What, because he has some foundation, I want to stop our big sword from doing things."
"Big sword will?" Yan Yin looked at it, and saw a ferocious sword engraved on the man's arm. He shook his head and Yan Yin said in a deep voice, "I really don't know who Lingyun Peak is. The students who live here are just registered. I guess the brothers have found the wrong place. How could the new students have conflicted with you?"
However, Yan Yin knew that the fourth person in the room might be Ling Yunfeng. But he hasn't come out yet. First, the injury he was injured yesterday has not healed, and second, maybe something happened to him.
"I know you, you are the boy who shouted Ye Qingchen everywhere in the square yesterday and found your sister, right?" Another boy looked at Yan Yin with a chuckle and said, "I didn't expect that you are a kind-hearted person. Why, today you want to help others? You are a kid who is not a formal student. I can play whatever I want. Pretend to be a good person in front of me. Don't you know that the end of a good person is usually miserable?"
As he said that, the young man made his hands into claws and grabbed Yan Yin's hair hard.
"Bang" a sudden sword light stopped the young man.
Yan Yin quietly put down his right hand that was about to be raised. He knew that the boy named Ling Yunfeng had come out.
"You are looking for me, what's wrong?" A cold voice sounded behind Yan Yin.
"It's him, it's this kid." The angry boy pointed to Yan Yin's back and said, "This kid said yesterday that he couldn't use a knife, only a sword is the king. I was so angry that I fought with him. This kid relied on his sword to cut off my sword and punched me." Pointing to his face, the angry boy said to the men beside him.
Ling Yunfeng walked to Yan Yin and whispered, "Thank you!" and stood in front of Yan Yin.
Only then did Yan Yin see the face of the man in front of him clearly, his very cold and handsome appearance, with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes. Compared with Yan Yin, this man had a hint of coldness. There was a hint of sneer on his face and his eyes were like ice. He looked at the group of people in front of the door coldly. In his hand, he was holding a black long sword. What was very strange was that the sword in his hand was not Kaifeng, but a dull sword.
"Feng Yang, you boy was defeated by this guy? He was holding a dull sword. Are you wrong?" A man slapped the angry boy named Feng Yang with his hand and said, "You actually defeated him. It's really a shame to our Big Sword Club."
Feng Yang hurriedly said, "Brother Han Lie, don't be anxious. I haven't finished speaking. Although this guy's sword is a dull sword, his sword technique is very strange. Moreover, when we fight, a strange airflow will appear on his sword, which is particularly powerful."
Ling Yunfeng snorted coldly and said, "I don't know the sword energy, but I dare to use a knife, hum..."
"Yeah, you kid is still crazy. Now the one standing with me is Han Lie, the little overlord of the big sword club of the academy. He is a general. No matter how powerful you kid, I don't believe that your sword energy can resist Brother Han Lie's fierce sword technique."
"Haha..." The Han Lie laughed loudly, "That's natural. He has sword energy. Can't I use Han Lie to exert sword energy? But it's not something that we big sword can do with bullying the small. As long as you say a mistake, exert your anger to our brother Feng Yang, admit that sword skills are not as good as sword skills, Han will let you go, how about it?"
Suddenly, the people who were originally watching started to mumble. After all, few people use swords, but many people use swords.
Let Ling Yunfeng admit that sword skills are not as good as sword skills, which is not only an insult to the vast majority of sword-using warriors, but also a little bad for Ling Yunfeng. After all, many people will be angry with him.
Yan Yin looked at the scene. He didn't expect that he had just entered Southern Academy and saw a battle between swords and swords. There were many magic techniques in the world, with swords the most, followed by swords. There were often open and secret struggles between the two, just to let the world understand what the first weapon was.
Looking at Ling Yunfeng, Yan Yin didn't know what the boy was going to do.
At this time, Fat Dun and Xu Houzi had already left the room, and both of them stood beside Yan Yin and looked at Ling Yunfeng.
"Hmph... Who is weak and who is stronger? The truth is revealed under your hands." Ling Yunfeng pointed at Han Lie with his sword and said, "I want to challenge you."
Suddenly, the onlookers were shocked. Those who could be here successfully registered. None of them had very poor eyesight. From Hanlie's body, you could clearly feel a breath that was more powerful than Lingyun Peak. In addition, Feng Yang had said before that Hanlie was a general. No matter how powerful the swordsmanship of Lingyun Peak was, he was just a congenital warrior. The gap in realm was not so easy to make up.
Yan Yin also looked at Ling Yunfeng in surprise, wondering why he was like this.
"Brother Fang, do you think this guy is sick?" Fat Dun put his fat face close to Yan Yin and whispered, "A congenital warrior goes to pick a general, isn't that obvious? Otherwise, we can help you and press him in the house and prevent him from going out." As he said, Fat Dun smiled, "My tonnage can definitely let him know what he weighs."
Yan Yin and Xu Houzi looked at each other, and both of them saw smiles on their faces.
"Fatty, Fatty, we all know that you have a large tonnage, but how do you think you should stop him?" Xu Houzi smiled and said, "Since he wants to fight, let him go. However, although I really hope that he will be taught a lesson by Han Lie, I will still pray for him because he is our roommate."
Yan Yin was stunned and looked at Xu Qiqi and said, "Xu Houzi, are you using the knife?"
Grinning, Xu Houzi laughed and said, "That's right, I used the knife, you didn't see it!"
Fatty Dun said in surprise, "Monkey, why didn't I see you carrying a knife? You don't even have a knife, and you dare to say that you use a knife? This is really... Tsk tsk, it's like Fatty Dun said I only have a hundred kilograms, do you believe it?"
Xu Houzi spread his hands and said, "It was originally a knife, but when I was practicing a few days ago, the knife broke again. I was going to buy the knife after the test."
"It's broken again," Yan Yin said strangely, "Do your knife often break?"
Xu Houzi nodded and said, "My family is poor and can only buy some cheap knives to practice, but after practicing, the knives will be scrapped. This time I came to Southern College, I plan to buy a good knive so that I can use it more often."
"Monkey, it's not! You can practice a knife for you to use! Do you cut stones or people? This is too cruel!" Fatty looked at Xu Houzi in surprise.
Yan Yin was also very puzzled. It is logical that he just practiced sword techniques, and an ordinary knife could be used.
"Hehe, Fatty, you're right, I'm just practicing cutting stones." Xu Houzi smiled and said, "My knife technique only pursues one knife to kill, so there are only one move, but one move has many moves. You said, if the stone is broken, will the knife not be damaged? After a long time, the knife will naturally be scrapped."
Yan Yin and Fat Dun suddenly realized that Xu Houzi was so strange in practicing sword skills. Even the golden sword would have to be cut into golden sand by him.
Just as the three of them were talking, Ling Yunfeng was already out and standing under the steps, staring quietly at the cold. The black sword in his hand tilted to the ground.
Han Lie looked at Ling Yunfeng tightly for a while and said in a deep voice, "From your eyes, I see persistence. Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill your wishes."
As he said that, Han Lie casually took a knife from a person behind him, pointed at Ling Yunfeng and said, "Boy, have you thought about it?"
The answer to him was Ling Yunfeng's cold long drink. The sword light in his hand shook and stabbed towards the cold.
Suddenly, the field was cleared, and only Ling Yunfeng and Han Lie fought in the yard.
Yan Yin's eyes were like lightning, constantly patrolling the two of them. From them, Yan Yin saw the sharpness and speed of Ling Yunfeng's sword moves, and also saw the fierceness and domineeringness of the cold sword technique.
With a roar, Han Lie slashed Ling Yunfeng's long sword and cut it back several feet. Another fierce slash was another fierce slash, slashing Ling Yunfeng, who was holding up his sword and blocking him horizontally.
Ling Yunfeng's sword moves were indeed very sharp and very fast. In a short while, several scars were left on Han Lie's body. However, compared to Han Lie, the injuries on him were not important. Ling Yunfeng's body was not as strong as his sword due to several times of fierce and domineering sword techniques, his body was not as strong as his sword, and a trace of pale appeared on his face.
"Brother Fang, who do you think is better?" Fatun looked at Han Lie and Ling Yunfeng who were fighting constantly in the field, and looked back at Yan Yin and asked.
Xu Houzi also felt aroused in his heart, and looked at Yan Yin, saying, "Brother Fang, your senses are very sensitive, I want to have some opinions about the two of them."
Yan Yin smiled and said, "Actually, I don't know which of them is better, but Ling Yunfeng's sword moves are indeed sharp and very quick and tricky. This can be seen from the injuries he left on Han Lie. Han Lie, his sword skills are fierce and domineering, and his strength is stronger than Ling Yun Feng, and he is also very powerful. As for who can win, this will be known later." As he said, he looked at Xu Houzi and said, "Where are you? Your analysis ability and insight are so powerful, how do you think?"
Xu Houzi's eyes flashed and he looked at the field. Because of the battle, the things around him were basically destroyed, and only their house was still intact. And there were more and more people watching. However, they all wisely formed a circle and looked at the field.
"Our roommate Lingyun Peak has a sharp and fast sword move, which is indeed very powerful. He can leave scars like Kaifeng's sword on Han Lie's body with a blunt sword, which is very powerful. If it were a Kaifeng's sword, the consequences would be unknown. However, he was facing a cold that was much stronger than him. When it comes to sword skills, he was fierce and domineering. However, Lingyun Peak collided with the cold sword several times, which seemed nothing, but his body would not bear such a great force. Even if he kept turning the toes and reversing the force, it would not work," Xu Houzi analyzed in a deep voice.
When Yan Yin heard Xu Houzi's last words, he stared at Ling Yunfeng in the field. As Xu Houzi said, every moment he hit the cold sword, he would use his toes to gently spin the ground and then retreat.
Looking at Xu Houzi, Yan Yin had to sigh that everyone who could come to Southern Academy was good at it. Xu Houzi had extraordinary eyesight and insight, especially his analytical ability, which was very clear and wise.