Qing Ming raised his hand and directed a silver needle as thin as an ox's hair directly here. His body swayed and he appeared strangely behind Nalan Ping. Nalan Ping narrowed his eyes, blocked Qing Ming's dagger with his backhand sword, and flicked his head.
He just managed to avoid the silver needle.
A dark power suddenly surged from Qingming's dagger.
An unexpected scene appeared. Nalanping's bamboo sword disappeared as if it was corroded. This made Nalanping stunned. Although his bamboo sword was not a magical weapon, it was also made of five thousand years of green bamboo.
, it is many times harder than ordinary steel, and the bamboo sword has vitality, making it even easier for him to use.
Qing Ming would not miss this opportunity. He suddenly rushed forward with a dagger in his right hand, Lingji Fist in his left hand, and Jiugong Step, which caught Nalan Ping off guard. After all, Qing Ming's dagger was still very threatening. After thirty or fifty moves,
He was sent flying by an elbow from Qing Ming.
Nalanping returned to Nalan's house a little disappointed. At this time, a middle-aged man said softly: "You said it yourself. If you fail, you will leave Nalan's house."
"I know, it's very expensive for me to leave today." Nalan Ping said calmly.
"Go to the accounting office and get five hundred taels of silver!" the man said with a sigh.
"No, thank you!" Nalan Ping turned around and left. The middle-aged man was Nalan Zhenghong. When he saw the tall and lonely figure leaving, his eyes were a little complicated, and then he sighed.
"Third brother, you are doing this for his own good, otherwise he wouldn't be alive now. He is an adult. Even if he doesn't leave, he won't stay at home for much longer. It will be even more embarrassing then." A man competed with Nalan.
The very similar man consoled him.
"I know, but I feel sorry for them. If we stay at Nalan's house, we won't have anything to share. It's better to leave earlier."
When a large family grows up, they have to take care of some business or practice. Generally, they have to separate after getting married. After all, if they have their own children in the future, they will become a branch. As long as the direct lineage stays and stays in the family base.
Qing Shui looked at Qing Ming and felt very happy. This boy is very decisive, knows what to do, has a strong purpose, and is very independent. Qing Shui feels that this boy will become a devil if he is not well educated...
Next, Qingzun relied on the power of the Underworld Emperor, hidden weapons, poison, and finally struggled with injuries to win three games in a row, and was finally replaced by Qingyin.
Qingyin took a different route than most people. She was very powerful in Jiugong Step and had good attainments in Tai Chi. The other thing was music. This was why Qing Shui agreed to let her go up at this time.
Now the people who come up to Nalan's house are no longer the same as before. The one who comes up is a young man who looks to be in his thirties, but is actually older.
The man was dressed in black and looked very stern. He frowned a little when he looked at Qingyin. Qingyin was beautiful, graceful and gentle. Nalan Lin Feng was a bit unable to take action, but he knew he had to take action. Many accidents would happen due to the fight.
Woolen cloth.
Qingyin didn't say anything and took out the banjo Qingshui gave her.
Her clothes are flying like a fairy on the waves, her figure is fluttering, and a kind of spiritual power is emitting from her whole body, like water patterns, and the five-stringed harp floats in front of Qingyin.
Nalan Linfeng was very conflicted now. He took out his long sword and knew that now was not the time to show mercy. The two sides did not say a word. Nalan Linfeng wanted to talk, but Qingyin didn't even look at him.
Nalan Linfeng is also arrogant, and he can't keep his face down with so many people. This is You Qingyin's hand resting on the five-stringed qin.
Zheng!
A sonorous and powerful sound of killing came out. This was Feng Ming Yin Killing. Qingyin's musical attainments were considered the most talented among the younger generation, and so was Qingyan, but Qingyan was the kind of person who found it difficult to kill.
Those who attack you, so taking the initiative to practice is also self-protection.
Qingyin didn't want to join the world, but she could. Qingshui also had high hopes for this daughter. Qingyin's hand touched the five-stringed qin again. Although the sound this time was still clanking, it had a direct impact on the soul.
Feeling terrified in my heart.
Fengmingyin can attack, defend or assist. Qingyin has also achieved some success in Fengmingyin's killing. Although it is basically useless against powerful warriors such as Qingshui or those who are weaker, but in the younger generation
It can be regarded as a devil-like existence.
Nalan Linfeng frowned, and the long sword in his hand shook and let out a sonorous dragon roar. Although it could not compare with the real dragon roar, it was still lifelike.
Dragon chanting sword!
The dragon chanting sword in Nalan Linfeng's hand can emit a weak dragon chanting sound when attacking, which has a deterrent effect on both warriors and monsters, so Nalan Linfeng has been using this dragon chanting sword with tacit understanding.
The dragon roar from the Dragon Yin Sword gave Nalan Lin Feng a sense of clarity. Unfortunately, he underestimated Feng Ming Yin Sha. Although Feng Ming was not as shocking as the dragon chant, Feng Ming and Long Yin were equally present, not to mention Qing Yin.
The phoenix cry sound is much more powerful than the dragon cry emitted by the dragon chant sword.
Nalan Linfeng rushed towards Qingyin with his sword. Unfortunately, Qingyin's body was flying in the air. It didn't look very fast, but it just happened to be dodged calmly. His hands kept brushing against the banjo.
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Nalan Linfeng gradually began to sweat on his head. Fengmingyin's attack was mental, and Fengmingyin's attack also consumed the opponent's physical strength, reduced the opponent's endurance, and disturbed the opponent's mind.
Qingyin just played the five-stringed harp and did not attack. She didn't even look at Nalan Linfeng. She kept wandering around with her superb footwork. The sound of the harp sounded beautiful to Nalan Linfeng but made him miserable.
, but it sounded extremely pleasant to the people around him, because the killing power of the sound was exerted on Nalan Linfeng.
Nalan Linfeng was not willing to do this. The Dragon Yin Sword let out a loud dragon roar and then, as if it had been injected with chicken blood, it suddenly killed Qingyin at an incredible speed.
Qingyin's body swayed, the banjo suddenly plucked, and a high-pitched phoenix sound sounded, as if it was about to break through the clouds. Qingyin's body leaned back, and her right foot suddenly kicked out, bringing up an afterimage in the air.
The sound of wisps breaking through the air.
Snap!
This kick hit Nalan Linfeng's wrist, a kick that could break mountains and crack rocks. Nalan Linfeng groaned, and the long sword in his hand fell down, and there was a crisp sound of fracture.
The high-pitched phoenix cry before had disturbed Nalan Linfeng's consciousness. What's more, Qingyin's kick was not an ordinary kick. It was the most lethal move in the tiger form.
Tiger tail feet!
Qingyin didn't move again, because if Nalan Lin Feng had known what was going on, he would have been defeated and he should have known what to do.
Qing Shui always had a faint smile on his face. Qing Yin was in the highest state of mind among her brothers and sisters. This time Nalan Lin Feng worshiped without any suspense.