Lin Xuan and Linghu Chong are both rare handsome figures in the world. At this time, they attacked each other with one sword and one sword. The moves seemed ordinary, but the people watching the battle were all amazed.

The two of them fought hundreds of ways, each of which was an offensive, and each move was a real move. Some moves seemed to be no different from random slashing and stabbing, but even Feng Qingyang stroked his beard with satisfaction.

Zuo Lengchan's face showed a cold look. He had already made plans for Feng Qingyang, but so what? Linghu Chong was talented and had a strong life span, and at least fifty years of life. With him, Huashan would be worry-free within fifty years.

In fifty years, who knows what Huashan will develop into?

Yue Buqun smiled, looking as if he was satisfied with the strength of his disciples, but he shouted in his heart. If he had known Feng Qingyang had such a magic sword, what would he do if he had changed to the Evil-Destroying Sword Guide? Feng Qingyang looked down on him, but Linghu Chong was led by himself. The master spoke, how could Linghu Chong refuse?

If Lin Xuan knew Yue Buqun’s idea, he could only sneer. With Yue Buqun’s talent, what would he do if he got the Dugu Nine Swords?

In addition to being skilled in sword techniques, the Dugu Nine Swords relies on the spiritual enlightenment of the swordsman. Once he reaches the state of freedom and no norm, the higher the intelligence and wisdom of the swordsman, the higher the swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsmanship will be. Every sword-like battle will be like a great poet who has written a good poem.

Linghu Chong has a casual personality, unrestrained and has a great understanding, and is most suitable for using the Dugu Nine Swords.

Although Yue Buqun has a deep skill, he is bound by the thoughts of Qi Zong and cannot be so free and easy. The Dugu Nine Swords are not as powerful as the Huashan Sword Technique in his hands.

Seeing Lin Xuan and Linghu Chong fighting fiercely, Die Wu couldn't help but feel a little worried. The people here are basically experts from the Five Mountains Sword Sect. Once Lin Xuan loses, Linghu Chong will kill him, or Lin Xuan wins, but he will seriously hurt Linghu Chong. It's all inappropriate.

If she wants to help, she is just a beginner in martial arts, but she is hard to beat Linghu Chong’s three swords. How can she intervene?

The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became, my hands were unnaturally grasping the corner of my clothes, but I just happened to catch the jade flute I carried with me. When I thought of Lin Xuan’s personal hobby, I picked up the jade flute and put it beside my mouth to play gently.

Lin Xuan likes to listen to the butterfly dance and play the jade flute, practice martial arts in the sound of the flute, or think about things. The melodious sound of the flute comes. Lin Xuan seems to hear the protagonist of the bgm, as if he is injected with chicken blood. His moves are smoother and his speed is greatly improved.

In just a short time, Lin Xuan has found many flaws, and his speed has gradually been stimulated, so there is no need to hold back.

Linghu Chong became more and more excited as he fought. Huashan Sword Technique and Dugu Nine Swords were used together. This move was made with Fenglaiyi, but after half of the move, it became an ancient cypress, stabbed Lin Xuan, and turned into a white rainbow piercing Ri.

One move changed several times, but it seemed to have a move, but in fact it had reached a point where it was almost useless. Yesterday, there were traces of axe in the sword technique, but today it was not visible, leaving only the extremely pure sword intent.

After fighting two hundred moves, Linghu Chong has learned more and more about the exquisite moves in the "Nine Swords of Dugu". No matter how fierce and quick Lin Xuan attacked with his sword technique, he always saw the flaws in the move at a glance.

At this moment, Linghu Chong had only one move, and this move was ever-changing enough to evolve into any master move. The audience was basically master of swordsmanship, but even if you saw this kind of swordsmanship, you have never heard of it.

Linghu Chong is powerful, Lin Xuan is even more powerful.

His body is like willow catkins, changing endlessly, sometimes in the east and sometimes in the west, and his moves also evolved from complex and diverse to one move. Linghu Chong's sword technique is profound and mysterious. The sword and sword stabbed towards the flaws of the move, forcing Lin Xuan to change his moves. But every time Lin Xuan changes his moves, Linghu Chong has to follow him. Any move that is slow, he will definitely lose.

After reaching 247 moves, Lin Xuan woke up first. With a wooden knife, Linghu Chong was unable to understand his intentions and stabbed a sword. Lin Xuan stuck Linghu Chong's sword with his right hand, and gently flicked his left hand, pointing at the spine of the sword.

Although the wooden swords and wooden swords used by the two were made of high-quality red pine wood and were extremely tough, they could no longer support such a battle. The inner structure was damaged many times. Lin Xuan gently bounced with Lingxi, and the wooden sword was immediately broken into several sections.

"Huashan sword technique is so exquisite. Lin admires it very much. He asked Brother Linghu not to blame him for his tricks just now."

Linghu Chong was open-minded and didn't care about it. He smiled and said, "Brother Lin is joking. He should use all kinds of means at will, so how can he take advantage of tricks?"

After praising each other for a few words, the two of them went back and fought for more than 200 moves. Both of them were sweating profusely. When the mountain wind blew, they felt indescribable.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan's reputation became increasingly popular and no one dared to neglect. When he returned to his residence, the hot water bath was ready. Die Wu skillfully changed clothes for Lin Xuan and served Lin Xuan to bathe.

During these days, Butterfly Wu practiced the Nine Yin Divine Claws. Although she had no great achievements, her finger strength became much stronger and she was quite comfortable to massage.

Feeling a pair of tender little hands massaged inch by inch on the shoulders and arms, soothing qi and blood and relaxing muscles, Lin Xuan yawned comfortably and slept with his eyes closed.

When he woke up, it was already noon. After lunch, Lin Xuan did not go to Linghu Chong to compete in the sword, but closed his eyes and thought about the understanding of this battle. Especially the flaws of being attacked by Linghu Chong, which was the most important thing.

When I encounter something I can’t figure it out, I keep it and don’t think about it until I fully understand the gains of this battle, I visit Feng Qingyang and ask Feng Qingyang for various questions.

Feng Qingyang has a good impression of Lin Xuan and also needs Lin Xuan's "wist stone". He does not cherish it himself. He answers all the questions Lin Xuan asked, and also pointed out some flaws that Lin Xuan did not find.

There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Lin Xuan and Linghu Chong continued to compete. This time, the number of future disciples was the most, but the elders of the sect were not interested in coming. They were hit too hard and didn't want to come anymore.

Lin Xuan made great progress, Linghu Chong made more progress, and the two fought again with swords and fought three hundred moves in a row before Lin Xuan won with speed.

This happened for several days until the day before Linghu Chong got married, and the two were still fighting. However, this time, the two fought 336 moves, and Lin Xuan was defeated by one move.

Linghu Chong's name as the first person in the younger generation has been confirmed since then.

After several days of fighting, the relationship between the two became better and better. In their spare time, they were at the top of Huashan Mountain, butterfly danced and music, Lin Xuan sang, Linghu Chong danced in swords, and Yue Lingshan sent delicious food and wine, and were in a happy mood.

"Brother Lin, I once met two seniors, one of whom is good at playing the piano and the other is good at playing the flute. The two become friends and write music together.

Unfortunately, the two seniors suffered a great disaster and died at the same time. When they were dying, they handed this song over to me and asked me to visit the descendants so as not to make this song obscured.

Linghu Chong is a rough man who doesn’t understand the music of the piano. He wants to ask Miss Butterfly Wu to give it to Miss Butterfly Wu if he can.”
Chapter completed!