When Zhuo Lingfeng heard Lin Pingzhi asking Lin Zhennan to fetch something from home, he suddenly heard some slight noise on the roof, which was almost inaudible.
There was a warning sign in my heart, and with a flash of light in my eyes, I slowly stood up and said loudly: "If you hadn't been shaken in your mind, it would be difficult for me to detect it.
With such skill, he is considered to be a senior expert in the martial arts world. Why should he act like this and eavesdrop on other people's secrets all night long?
If you are really interested, why not come in and listen carefully!"
While he was speaking, he concentrated his attention and listened carefully, and heard a sound as subtle as a cat moving towards the west.
Zhuo Lingfeng's figure flashed, and he struck out with a bang. The two long windows at the west end were unbuttoned and flew out. He was as agile as a civet cat and as fast as a stream of light. He followed the movements of his palms and rushed out of the window.
He kicked his left foot on the pillar outside the corridor, took advantage of the situation to spin around, danced his hands to protect his head and face, and soared straight up to the roof.
But at the moment when the head was about to pass the eaves.
There was a crisp sound, and a cold light suddenly appeared. Under the moonlight, it was extremely bright.
In an instant, a white sword light, like the reflection of the Milky Way, shrouded Zhuo Lingfeng's head, and it was unclear whether it was intended to stab his eyes or throat.
Zhuo Lingfeng looked intently and saw a long sword in the hands of a man in black. He was standing on the roof, leaning out half of his body. He was tall and tall, with his face covered in black cloth. Only his two shining eyes were exposed.
Zhuo Lingfeng felt that not only was this man's moves sharp and changeable, but the real power attached to the sword was also extraordinary. For a moment, there was a hissing sound in the air, and the strong wind cut his face, and his face was burning and painful.
However, Zhuo Lingfeng's martial arts is based on the Taoist internal skills of the Quanzhen religion, and he has the ability to have the ability to see a mountain collapse in front of him and a tiger stalking behind him without changing his expression.
When he went up to the house, his palms were already protecting his head and face. Although he was still in danger, his right hand was like lightning, and he went straight towards the sword light.
He is in mid-air, and if Ruxiao misses a hit, he will be injured immediately. Therefore, this move is both fast and accurate, and it is really a masterpiece of his martial arts.
With a "clang" sound, Zhuo Lingfeng flicked the opponent's sword with his middle finger, and the sound was like a dragon's roar.
The origin of the man in black was very unusual, and he felt the tiger's mouth was hot. He almost wanted to let go of the long sword, but his internal strength suddenly changed, and he tightly grasped the hilt.
Even so, Zhuo Lingfeng's "Finger Flick Magical Power" skill was also far beyond his expectation. The long sword flicked open with one finger and was raised in the opposite direction, revealing the empty door.
But the man in black is no ordinary person after all. As soon as the two swords clashed, Zhuo Lingfeng's body started to fall.
He knew clearly the essentials of martial arts in his heart, so he immediately leaned down and stretched out his left arm, silently practicing magical skills. His black and white eyes were as bright as stars, and he struck down with his left hand.
The energy in this palm is released outward, containing energy and energy, and it is pushed down like an overwhelming force.
At this moment, Zhuo Lingfeng was in the void and could not draw on any strength. When he saw the strong wind, a powerful palm force hit his forehead. No matter how high his martial arts skills were, he would not dare to fight head-on.
Now take a deep breath, let the inner breath flow, clap your right palm quickly, and use the martial arts methods in the Nine Yin Manual to release your strength.
The essence of Quanzhen's martial arts is to use the virtual to defeat the real, to defeat the weak with more than enough. The first sentence of the Jiuyin Sutra is also "the virtual defeats the real, with insufficient to overcome the more than". Both of them emphasize the use of softness to overcome hardness.
With a "bang" sound, the two palms met.
But as soon as Zhuo Lingfeng and the man in black connected with each other, he felt the energy and blood in his chest surge, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
It turns out that the opponent's strength is continuous and dense, intermittent and continuous, and when it suddenly bursts out, it is soft and tough, and the energy is extremely strong. This is exactly what the master of the inner family wants.
The tenets of martial arts are in line with Quanzhen martial arts, so he only removed half of the opponent's palm power, and took over the remaining half.
Zhuo Lingfeng's breath was trembling, and he was naturally knocked down from the air. But when he took a breath, exhaled, and when his toes landed on the ground, his breath was already well-balanced, and his movement was light and there was no rush at all.
The man in black felt uncomfortable. When he put his palms together, he felt a warm current flowing down his palms straight into his heart. He couldn't help but take two steps back, and several tiles under his feet were trampled to pieces.
The man in black was very arrogant about martial arts, but he waited for work. He made two attempts, but failed to achieve success. He was really surprised. But he didn't have time to think about it carefully, so he hurriedly took the opportunity to turn around and leave.
Zhuo Lingfeng jumped out of the house, jumped from the house and attacked until he floated to the ground. It really only took an instant.
But in the meantime, he and the man in black drew their swords, flicked their swords, spit out their palms, exerted their strength, and adjusted their breaths. They had actually exchanged five or six extremely profound martial arts changes.
Although Zhuo Lingfeng seemed to be at a disadvantage in comparison,
However, one is in mid-air with bare hands, while the other is standing firmly on the roof, holding a sharp blade.
There is a difference in difficulty between the two, and winning or losing is in the eye of the beholder.
At this time, the three members of the Lin family also rushed out of the house, and saw the second half of the two palming each other, and they were all impressed.
Lin Pingzhi shouted: "Brother, take the sword!"
With a "swish" sound, Zhuo Lingfeng's sword was thrown over.
Zhuo Lingfeng kicked his toes on the ground, stretched out his hand, and caught the long sword in his hand in the air. He danced the long sword away and flew up to the house again.
But at this time, the man used this move to drive Zhuo Lingfeng off the roof, and he had already floated away.
Zhuo Lingfeng stood on the eaves and looked around, but the night was dark, and he only saw a black shadow leaping down from a roof and disappearing into the depths of darkness.
Looking at his figure, he is very similar to the person I met ten years ago.
Although I don't recognize the swordsmanship moves, the sword's intention is extraordinary and magnificent.
The palm force exerted by the shot is also soft but tough, and extremely powerful when it explodes. This kind of luck method has a lot in common with Quanzhen's martial arts, and it should be the "Zixia Magic" that is famous in the martial arts world.
In view of this, he also made a guess about the identity of the visitor.
Perhaps it is more appropriately called affirmation.
This man's martial arts skills are indeed impressive, and now, under the cover of darkness and houses, his traces are difficult to trace.
Besides, Zhuo Lingfeng doesn’t want to chase him anymore!
After all, the other party once gave him five taels of silver.
Zhuo Lingfeng is a person who remembers love!
Yes, he thinks the man in black is the "Gentleman's Sword" Yue Buqun.
At this time, the three members of the Lin family also jumped onto the roof. Lin Ping said: "Brother, is this person also trying to ward off evil swords?"
Zhuo Lingfeng had a thought in his mind: "If this person can come out, there is no guarantee that no one else will sneak in."
Thinking of this, he held a long sword in his hand and showed off his Qinggong. He started to walk along the roof and around Fuwei Escort Agency with extraordinary speed, his body movements were as light as an eagle flying over.
The three of them saw him moving quickly with his sword in hand. Although they couldn't see his figure clearly at night, the moonlight shone on the eaves like silver and water, dragging his long sword out with a long white light. Zhuo Lingfeng was in a dream. Lin Pingzhi's heart was agitated, and he wanted to follow suit. But as soon as he stood up, Lin Zhennan grabbed his arm and pulled him back, whispering: "What are you going to do? Are you going to cause trouble?"
Lin Pingzhi felt like he was waking up from a dream, his face turned red and he became speechless.
Lin Zhennan added: "However, if you want to help Brother Zhuo, there is nothing you can do!"