People are like stone statues, the escort office is silent, and the sun is everywhere.
Yu Canghai's skinny palm suddenly stopped in the air and remained motionless.
His cold eyes stared at Zhuo Lingfeng, as if deep in thought.
But only he knew that his heartbeat was speeding up and his palms were already sweating.
Because just now he raised his hand, before he could take the shot, with the sound of a sword, he suddenly felt a sharp sword energy approaching his eyes.
His eyes were stung by the cold light, and even the hairs on his hair stood up.
He is also a sword practitioner and knows what this means. How can he dare to swing this raised hand at Lin Pingzhi again?
To others, this scene seems to have been frozen in time.
Lin Pingzhi blinked and saw that the long sword held in Zhuo Lingfeng's hand had been unsheathed five inches and was radiating cold light.
The sharp sword edge, against the backdrop of the setting sun, seemed to dye his face, which had rarely seen sunlight in recent years, with a touch of blood.
Zhuo Lingfeng has a snow-white zombie face. That's not because his skin is white, but because he rarely visits ancient tombs in the past three years.
I believe it is a human being who will become horribly pale after spending a few years at the bottom of a tomb.
But just such a face made Lin Pingzhi feel at this time that this was the most beautiful and most desirable face in the world.
Zhuo Lingfeng's seven-foot body could not be said to be tall, but Lin Pingzhi actually felt as if he could break through the sky if he stepped on it with a single sword.
Look at his shabby clothes, a few weeds on his head, and the fingers holding the sword hilt tightly.
I can't help but think that a person like this who looks thin, shabbily dressed, and has a weird appearance can make people like Yu Canghai not dare to move at all with only half of the sword drawn!
How overbearing this is!
How majestic this is!
What an aura this is!
I couldn't help but secretly think: "Yuan Tu Gong must have been so majestic with a sword in his hand.
I must get the "Anti-Evil Sword Clef" from my father and study it myself, otherwise I will never be able to be so domineering, so majestic, so impressive in this life!"
At such a young age, Zhuo Lingfeng actually had a group of masters waiting for him. This kind of demeanor made more than one Lin Ping feel excited.
No matter they are people from Fuwei Escort Agency or uninvited guests hiding in the dark, they are all inevitable.
Whether it is envy, jealousy or hatred, it all comes from the bottom of my heart.
Even the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect are envied.
They knew that Master looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, as if he was facing a senior master from the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
In fact, Zhuo Lingfeng's long sword struck the ground, and he had been preparing for it for a long time. Although the sword was only five inches long, it was like an arrow on the string, ready to be drawn.
Yu Canghai is a top-notch master in the world. He knows that he has lost the opportunity. The opponent's sword will be like lightning and thunder. Can he cope with it? He is not sure, so why dare to act rashly?
He could only say slowly: "The people who come out of Zhongnan Mountain are indeed extraordinary! But when you took advantage of me to greet you, you unsheathed your sword first. Aren't you afraid of losing your identity?"
At this time, Yu Canghai has truly regarded Zhuo Lingfeng as a real opponent of the same level.
What others saw was that Yu Canghai was motionless, as if facing a formidable enemy, and some onlookers even looked down upon him.
But Zhuo Lingfeng saw that his palm was raised in the air. Although his expression was solemn, his gestures were extremely smooth. Even with hundreds of kilograms of force, it would be difficult to hit this palm with only a few ounces of flesh. The strength contained in it was indeed
Extraordinary!
Moreover, his sword was half unsheathed, and it could be said that half of Yu Canghai's life was in his own hands. However, he remained calm, and the sleeves of his hanging Taoist robe did not move at all. Both his courage and martial arts were superb, if not dozens
With such advanced skills at this age, there is no way I can do this! I secretly admire you!
At this time, after hearing Yu Canghai's rather resentful words, he smiled faintly and said: "When you are embarrassed and embarrassed, you will inevitably become angry. As long as you are a human being, this is basically the case!
Although the leader of Qingcheng is famous, it is inevitable to think about it.
If a big shot like you shamelessly takes action against a junior, it will be hard for people with lofty ideals in the world to stand by and watch as long as they see it!
Besides, my sword didn’t stab your throat, just because you said hello to me! What else did you say?”
He knew that Yu Canghai was very good at martial arts. If he wanted to kill Lin Pingzhi, he could kill him with just one move. How could he get him to do it?
If he hadn't deliberately used experts like Yu Canghai to try out tricks, he wouldn't want to take any chances.
Just now, when he was agitated by Lin Pingzhi's words and distracted, he was sure to defeat him with one sword.
Yu Canghai was first scolded by Lin Pingzhi, and then scolded by Zhuo Lingfeng for being shameless. He became angry again and shouted: "My master was angry at the competition and died in depression. For your golden face, I can temporarily expose you as a poor man!" But the hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable!
How can Pindao be shameless in avenging his son?"
Zhuo Lingfeng sneered and said: "Master Yu, let alone your Qingcheng lineage, you can't help but marry. You have several wives and concubines, and your sons have given birth to a lot of them for you!
That Yu Renyan is so incompetent, how can he be called a mortal enemy even if he dies?"
Yu Canghai originally raised his right hand, and the sleeves of his Taoist robe drooped straight down without any movement, but at this moment there were ripples, which showed the anger in his heart.
But everyone understands that no matter how useless his son is, how can he tolerate being killed by others!
But where does Zhuo Lingfeng take care of this?
Things in this world are inherently difficult to judge.
His persistence only stems from the fact that he is one of his own!
Lin Zhennan was kind to him, and he was willing to travel thousands of miles to attack. If it were someone whom he didn't know and had no contact with, but he would also be in danger of annihilating his family, would he put aside his own affairs, fly under the stars and catch up with the moon, and rush here non-stop? p>
Obviously, that is unrealistic!
Therefore, all his current behaviors may not be correct in the eyes of truly benevolent people, but they must be said to be normal.
Therefore, he stared at Yu Canghai again and said in a deep voice: "Besides, Lin Ping was not the only one who caused your son's death?
If you really have the ability, go and kill the culprit first! In this way, I can still respect you three points!"
Yu Canghai frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
Zhuo Lingfeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.
Yu Canghai could tell that this was a mocking smile, a disdainful smile.
Who is mocking and who is disdainful?
That must be me.
Zhuo Lingfeng knew that he understood what he meant, but he still wanted to ask more questions.
In fact, you are just watching people order dishes!
But some people’s hearts almost jumped out of their throats.
Because she knew who Zhuo Lingfeng was referring to as the culprit.
Zhuo Lingfeng slowly looked towards the corner where the woman's laughter came from before, and suddenly said: "I heard that senior Chang Qingzi and Mr. Huashan Paiyue's mentor have a very good relationship.
When he was defeated by Senior Lin's sword, he once made a trip to Huashan."
Yu Canghai let out a long breath and said in a concentrated voice: "Are all the hermit cultivators in Zhongnan Mountain so powerful?"
Zhuo Lingfeng looked back and asked an unexpected question: "I don't believe it. You don't understand the principle of a mantis stalking a cicada and the oriole behind!"
Yu Canghai's pupils suddenly shrank.
With his martial arts skills, how could he not know that someone was spying on him secretly? He just knew the origins of the two of them, so he kept it secret.
Zhuo Lingfeng smiled casually and said: "Okay, I have said enough for today.
We are all martial arts people.
There are many truths in this world that don’t make sense, so solving them in another way is the truth!
A simple sentence: Whether you want to vent your anger on your teacher or avenge your son, you must first defeat Zhuo!"
The corners of Yu Canghai's eyes trembled, and he said sadly: "You killed several of my disciples, but I kept giving in and didn't care about you. After today, your name will definitely be spread throughout the martial arts world?
At your age, you rose from an unknown person to the top figure in the martial arts world in just a few hours. Others will be envious of you for several lifetimes, so why do you want to bully others to this point?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Zhennan's family with his peripheral vision, and said quietly: "Could everything you do have the same purpose as Pindao! I also want to take a look at the Lin family's evil sword manual. Is it really as miraculous as the rumors say?
It's just that the poor man made a miscalculation. When a robbery comes, you are much smarter. Do you want to use kindness to get it with one hand?
However, since you are not a young girl, I am afraid it will be difficult for you to win the heart of this young escort, and your work will probably be in vain!"