Although the pink sword blade was broken, the edge was still sharp. When it passed across the neck, it still left a bloody cut. Ling Feng frowned. At the critical moment, he knocked down the broken sword in Xuchang's hand, but he didn't expect it.
Xu Chang's desire to seek death was so strong, "I just challenged you to compete with swords on a whim, and it's not a duel of life and death. Why do you need to commit suicide?" Ling Feng sighed.
"You brat, You are still making sarcastic remarks!" Veins popped out on Bao Shi's temples, and he clenched his fists tightly. He wanted to rush up and beat Ling Feng, "I really didn't know the consequences of a sword fight would be so serious."
Ling Feng said innocently, then took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, and poured out a hemostatic pill in full view of everyone, "Ahem, what are you doing, Brother Ling?" Ma Sanshi's mouth was opened so wide that he was actually struck by it.
The wind choked me.
Situ Qingyang and Mo Yan both shook their heads. They didn't know that Ling Feng actually had such a powerful sword skill. They were still immersed in the miracle of the sun setting over the long river. The hemostatic pill can be applied externally or internally.
Although Xuchang's neck was cut open, the wound was not fatal. Lingfeng crushed the elixir and applied it to Xuchang's neck in front of the two handlers and the other Seven Gods Fighters.
Not only was his move incomprehensible, but even Xuchang, who was half-kneeling on the ground, was extremely confused. Since he was here to challenge himself, as the winner, Ling Feng had no need to care about his own life and death, and his move,
He actually wanted to save himself sincerely, which made Xuchang have mixed feelings. He really couldn't understand whether this was a sixteen-year-old boy.
"I will give you an identical sword in return." Ling Feng said seriously, then walked back to Situ Qingyang and Mo Yan, greeted everyone, and the group left the chaotic temple fair.
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Xu Chang knelt on the ground for a long time and could not speak. He kept looking at the direction in which Ling Feng left. When those people were gone, the followers dared to come closer. There was a burst of warm and caring greetings, but Xuchang was
Not feeling a trace of happiness about surviving the catastrophe, "Do you know his name?" Xuchang raised his head and asked. The two commanders looked at each other and shook their heads slowly.
"I miss my Xuchang, who has a great reputation for a lifetime, but it is actually in the hands of an unknown young man." Xuchang looked very desolate with a wry smile on his face. The two disciples did not dare to speak and silently helped him up. A group of people stood in the chaotic temple fair.
He left quietly.
On the way back, Lingfeng still felt a little lingering excitement. The sword fight with Xuchang allowed him to truly get in touch with the swordsman masters in this world. More importantly, the three-foot long sword used by Xuchang was very to his liking.
So although ping
He played nearly a hundred moves in a ping-pong manner, but he didn't feel tired at all, especially the consecutive Desert Divine Sword Techniques that followed. It seemed that he had found the feeling he had back then, that kind of momentum with a sword in hand and looking down at the world.
People linger and forget to leave.
Ye Wushang walked silently behind Ling Feng, frowning and looking at him from time to time. He had never heard Ling Feng mention these two sword skills that he could not crack, so there was a faint unhappiness in his heart.
At that time, I had clearly understood the superb fighting skills such as Feng Shen Pu, but I still couldn't help but grab the Heavenly Book. In the end, I discovered that the Heavenly Book was just a joke.
In front of Ling Feng's Desert Divine Sword Technique, Ye Wushang's fengxiu swordsmanship seemed to have become a joke. Ma Sanshi kept shouting along the way, because after all, Ling Feng defeated a famous master. This was different from the past in the academy.
The spirited fight belongs to two levels, which means that Ling Feng can now be regarded as a young master.
It's just that he was excited. Ling Feng didn't get carried away. It was true that he defeated Xuchang, but it was a sword fight between swordsmen, just like a battle between gentlemen. If it was a fight between fighters, Xuchang wouldn't even have to pass.
There were so many moves, and as long as the fighting spirit was summoned, Ling Feng immediately fell asleep, so after the excitement, he looked at himself more.
Ling Feng had always looked down on the swordsmen of Shenqi Continent, because in his opinion, holding a big sword in his hand and cutting it simply lost the meaning of the sword itself. But after meeting Xuchang, Ling Feng realized that the sword
The lightness does not only exist in his hands. The sky is huge and the earth is huge, and every mountain is higher than the other. It is indeed a principle applicable in any world.
After returning to Yuchun Inn, Lingfeng dove into his room. He didn't get out of the room until evening. Because there was a lot of commotion at the Seven Temples in the morning, everyone stayed in the inn in the afternoon and did not go far.
, Situ and the others were playing flower cards when Ling Feng came out.
"Hey, what is this?" The little fox looked at the strip-shaped object in Lingfeng's hand strangely. The object was wrapped in a bed curtain with an orchid pattern, and there was a slight smile on Lingfeng's face.
"This is a sword." Ling Feng said with great pride, and then put the thing on the table. The women consciously stepped aside, and Ma Sanshi, who was on the other table, also came over.
"What's so strange about the sword? Why is it wrapped in cloth?" Ma Sanshi asked puzzledly. Lingfeng laughed, looked at everyone, and then pulled off the piece of cloth, and there was a clear "ding" sound.
, everyone felt a bright light flash before their eyes, and the broken Fengming Sword suddenly appeared here again, and the whole sword looked much clearer than before, as if it had been reborn.
"Is this Xuchang's sword?" Situ Qingyang looked at the reappearance of the Fengming Sword in surprise, a little unbelievable, "Where did it come from?" Then she asked again, Ling Feng smiled without saying a word, but then he asked again.
He wrapped the sword and threw it to Hu Xiao. Hu Xiao grinned and asked excitedly: "Master, did you give it to me?"
"What are you doing with a sword? Go and send it to Xuchang." Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, roared "Oh", put down the wine glass in his hand, called a few Frost Wolf warriors, and left in a hurry.
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Watching Hu Xiao leave, Ma Sanshi and Situ Qingyang came over. They really wanted to know where this Fengming Sword came from. Ling Feng looked at everyone, patted his chest with joy, and told everyone
A very shocking news, "How is it that I typed it out? Is it still successful?"
Except for the noisy Frostwolf warriors who were drinking, the table at Situ Qingyang instantly fell silent. Everyone looked at Ling Feng as if they were watching a ghost, their eyes rolling, "Don't move!" Ma Sanshi exaggerated.
Ling Feng shouted
Looking at him inexplicably, Ma Sanshi walked over in a few steps, held Ling Feng's head with both hands, and said with a serious face: "I want to pry open your head and see what's inside?
Oh my god, how come you know everything?"
Ling Feng dodged away and replied angrily, "My family is in the weapons business. I can make one or two weapons. Is there anything strange about it?" "That's right." Ma Sanshi suddenly understood and his expression of surprise disappeared.
Many people didn't think much about it. Ye Wushang, who had been sitting there silently, gave Ling Feng a meaningful look. This explanation sounded reasonable, but in fact it was full of loopholes.
Sword refining requires materials, a forging platform, and a stove. How can these be found in this inn? Ling Feng just hid in his room and tinkered all afternoon, and then he tinkered with a Fengming Sword, Xuchang's Fengming Sword.
Although it is not a great weapon, it is still a real weapon. It cannot be forged in a short time. In just half a day, an identical Fengming Sword was copied. How many secrets does Ling Feng still have?
It was not only Ye Wushang who had doubts, Situ Qingyang also frowned slightly. As a master appraiser, she could tell at a glance that the Fengming Sword that Ling Feng took out was a sacred weapon, and
The one in Xuchang is undoubtedly far from this one.
On the surface, everyone did not delve into the origin of this sword, but deep down they were full of doubts. When it was time to eat dinner, Huxiao came back. The people who went with him were all carrying a lot of things in big and small bags, but he himself
He was holding a sandalwood box, and his face looked as happy as he could.
"What is this?" Ma Sanshi asked curiously. Hu Xiao carefully put down the box and opened it in front of everyone. What he saw was that the box was neatly coded with palm-sized square symbols.
The corners of the rune stones and rune stones are decorated with pure gold, which is similar to the teleportation rune stones used by Ling Feng and others.
"High-end rune stones." Situ Qingyang squinted his eyes. Although these rune stones are not amazing in appearance, each one is worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins. They are real luxury goods. The rune stones in this box are divided into
Two colors, in addition to the common teleportation runestones, there are also extremely rare detoxification stones.
"These are all given by Hall Master Xu to the young master." Hu Xiao said cheerfully, and then called on several Frostwolf warriors who went with him to open the package, and saw neat rolls of sheepskin scrolls scattered out.
, Situ Qingyang picked up one, took a closer look, and said with twitching eyes, "It's a talisman seal."
"No? This thing is a contraband." Talisman seals are different from rune stones. Talisman seals are strictly controlled by various countries and are never allowed to be circulated among the people. Now that this thing appears in front of him, even Shi Ma III is a little worried.
Very surprised.
"Hall Master Xu said that this was a personal gift from him to the young master, and it would not conflict with the empire. He even wrote a letter as proof." As he said that, Hu Xiao took out Xuchang's autographed letter from his arms.
, Ling Feng took it. To be honest, he was a little surprised.
Yes, the reason why Fengming Sword was returned to Xuchang was because Lingfeng felt that he had caused trouble in someone else's temple fair, and then broke someone else's sword, which almost caused Xu Chang to kill himself with the sword. Out of guilt, Lingfeng hurriedly made it.
A Fengming sword was returned.
And now Xuchang's return gift was undoubtedly beyond Lingfeng's expectation. When he opened the envelope, he found hundreds of words written eloquently inside. After reading the letter, Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Xuchang had figured it out. There was no resentment between the lines. On the contrary, he
His tone seemed to reveal the intention of making friends with Ling Feng. He folded the letter and put it back. Ling Feng happily collected all the things. Not to mention the value of these things, they at least showed that Ling Feng was missing a powerful person.