Wait a minute, heroine

The black furnace emits red light, illuminating every corner of the dim hall.

Ye Jingtang stood on the side of the blast furnace in black clothes, holding the slender sword wrapped in his sleeve robe in his right hand, looking at the old man opposite.

The gray-haired Linghu Guanzhi stood in front of the black blast furnace, holding a broken whip in his hand. His eyes always fell on the pale golden sword. The surprise in his eyes had not been suppressed since he appeared.

Thirty years ago, Linghu Guanzhi and Lu Jieyun were defeated in a fight. His energy was damaged and he retired sadly. Because he was aggrieved by the defeat, he was unwilling to lose his martial arts in his forties. He had been confused for many years, and when he was about to feel despair, he encountered When it comes to the still young Long Zhengqing.

Long Zhengqing came to visit at that time and asked him to help him forge a sword. He brought him many things - snow lake flowers used to renew his Qi veins, gold vessels dug out from the tombs of several sage kings of the Great Wu Dynasty, and gold vessels from the north. The tripod ears removed from the First Emperor's tripod, a national treasure of Liang, and a longevity lock brought into the imperial mausoleum by Taizu Wei...

These items are all priceless treasures. Even if they get it, even if there is some news, it will definitely lead to disaster and be hunted to death by both dynasties.

Linghu Guanzhi didn't know how Long Zhengqing got these. Not to mention accepting them, just seeing them would probably lead to disaster.

But Linghu Guanzhi finally accepted the object. After all, he was not willing to disappear. He really needed Snow Lake Flowers, and those forbidden items were all mixed with 'Dragon Scale Stone'.

Legend has it that the Dragon Scale Stone was created when the founding emperor of the Wu Dynasty rode a dragon away 1,200 years ago. He dropped a few pieces of dragon scales and turned them into hard stones when they fell to the ground.

It is unknown whether the legend is true or false, but this object is indeed a supreme treasure in the art of casting. Because the number is almost zero, it was lost as early as the Wu Dynasty, and there are only a few records in history books.

Linghu Guanzhi was born in a family of casters, so he naturally wanted this rare material. As soon as he got it, he melted all the items and extracted two kilograms of material. He forged it repeatedly for nearly three years and made a sword strip.

Linghu Guanzhi was very confident. He thought that if he completed this sword, he would definitely be a peerless and famous soldier who had never been seen before or since.

But it's a pity that after the sword strip is formed, it looks like a dark wrought iron piece. It bends when you step on it. It has no elasticity. It is a problem not only for cutting people, but also for cutting firewood.

Linghu Guanzhi was naturally unwilling to give up after spending many years but falling short. He had been reading ancient books and improving the craftsmanship over the years, which made the casting craftsmanship of Xiaoshan Castle and Jinhu Villa soar, but the sword blade remained unchanged.

As a professional swordsmith, Linghu Guanzhi certainly did not believe in mystical remedies such as human sacrifice, but he was forced to have no other choice, so he thought of sacrificing a proud man who had accumulated the fortune of the Southern Dynasty for more than ten years. This piece of scrap metal cannot be turned into something useful.

The results were quite unexpected.

Seeing the light golden sword blade in Ye Jingtang's hand and the sound of the sword that sounded like a dragon's roar, Linghu Guanzhi knew that the sword was finished, but he also understood that what Long Zhengqing wanted him to forge was not a weapon at all. .

It can penetrate the famous soldier effortlessly and cut off the whip in his hand. There is nothing in this world that can block the edge of this sword. It can be said that it is a fairy weapon that should not exist in the world. Use it to kill anyone in the world. It is an overkill and an insult to this sword. sword.

Linghu Guanzhi didn't know what Long Zhengqing wanted to do by forging such a sword that was so sharp that it surpassed the world, but he knew that no matter what he wanted to do, he might not be able to do it now.

"I have long heard that Senior Linghu is very good at forging swords, and that the magical power of combining yin and yang is also famous in the world. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation."

The clear words rang out from the dead hall, awakening Linghu Guanzhi who was in a trance.

Linghu Guanzhi looked at the pale golden sword blade with mixed feelings in his heart, but his expression remained calm:

"Sir Ye, at such a young age, has such magical martial arts skills that he deserves to be feared by future generations."

Fan Qinghe, who was worried next to him, stopped when he saw the two fighting, walked around the wall to the Night Terror Hall, and carefully checked the injuries.

Ye Jingtang raised his hand slightly, indicating that there was no need to worry, and looked up and down at his predecessor Wu Kui, who had been retiring from the world for more than thirty years:

"Senior Linghu deserves the award. As far as I know, Senior Linghu injured his energy in a fight with Lu Jieyun thirty years ago, and his martial arts skills are completely useless. Now that his skills are so profound, is it possible that he has the help of an expert?"

Linghu Guanzhi naturally got help from experts, but obviously these things cannot be dragged out completely. Not to mention the matter of Long Zhengqing, just digging up the things buried with the empress's ancestral tomb and melting the swords was enough for the empress to crush him to ashes. .

Facing Ye Jingtang's inquiry, Linghu Guanzhi looked as usual:

"The battle with Lu Jieyun back then really hurt my energy, but by luck, I found some Snow Lake Flowers and cured my hidden disease. After losing in the ring, I had no shame to walk around the world again, so I stayed here behind closed doors. Forging swords, Lord Ye is an official of the imperial court, let alone breaking into private houses, I am a swordsmith who forges a good sword, Lord Ye also wants to steal it?"

Ye Jingtang raised his eyes and gestured upward:

"This is Xiaoshan Castle, not Jinhu Villa."

"I have been friends with Xiaoshan Castle for a long time. If you want to borrow this old furnace to make swords, do you need to say hello to the court first?"

"Of course there's no need for that."

Ye Jingtang turned around and walked to the weapons rack and motioned to a group of soldiers on the sword rack:

"There are no less than three of the top ten famous swords in the world. I remember that these swords were hidden by Long Zhengqing. Where is he? There is a case in the Yamen that involves him. I need to ask him something."

Linghu Guanzhi clasped his hands behind his back and spoke in a tepid tone:

"Long Zhengqing is a wanderer. He has been wandering around all year round. He just keeps his sword here so that I and Xiaoshan Fort can observe and learn from it. I don't know where I am going."

When Ye Jingtang saw that Linghu Guanzhi was not cooperating, his attitude was quite polite. He raised his hand to indicate the tunnel leading to the outside:

"This sword is too special. I suspect it is related to the Emperor's Sword. It needs to be temporarily detained and handed over to the court for inspection. Senior Linghu, please also accompany me. As long as there is nothing suspicious afterwards, Long Zhengqing, Green Bandit, and Ping Tianjiao, Beiliang and other forces are not involved, the sword will be returned in full, and Ye will come personally to apologize for what happened today. Please invite me, Senior Linghu."

The Night Terror Hall is a serious official. Asking people to assist in investigating cases and detaining suspicious objects and people are all legitimate powers granted by the court.

If you are a Jianghu person with an innocent fortune, you will naturally not be afraid of being invited to the Yamen for tea.

But Linghu Guanzhi obviously didn't understand. If he followed Ye Jingtang back to the Yamen, he could be found to be implicated in the nine clans for his refusal to be arrested and killed.

Seeing that Ye Jingtang revealed his official status, Linghu Guanzhi showed displeasure:

"Martial arts warriors study hard and practice hard, all they want is to get the grievances in their hearts redressed. Mr. Ye broke into the forbidden area of ​​the sect without any evidence, and when he was breached, he still wanted to seize the sword and take the person by virtue of his power. If I can catch him without any help, how can I be worthy of my kung fu? "

When Ye Jingtang saw that Linghu Guanzhi refused to explain clearly and refused to follow him, and even labeled him, he knew that he was not clean.

Because he didn’t know how big a crime he had committed, breaking his arms and legs would not end well. Ye Jingtang flipped his wrist lightly and handed the sword without a hilt to Fan Qinghe beside him:

"It is dereliction of duty not to investigate and find out something strange. Since you are not cooperating, I can only take the person according to the rules. Since you are old and your weapons are broken, I will not take advantage of you. I want to see if the combination of your yin and yang can transform my Lei Gong Baji."

Linghu Guan stopped in place and kept a distance, because the sword was too overbearing and indestructible, and there was no way to defend against it. If he tried again, he would basically die. During the chat, he had been thinking about how to escape from this disaster.

Seeing that Ye Jingtang actually put down his sword bar and was about to exchange fists and kicks with him, Linghu Guanzhi's eyes suddenly changed.

When Linghu Guanzhi was in his twenties and thirties, he had become a leader in the martial arts world with his inner martial arts of "integration of yin and yang". In terms of boxing and kicking, he was only inferior to Liu Qiansheng.

After losing to Lu Jieyun in the battle at Wanghailou, Linghu Guanzhi was also awakened. He understood that no matter how long the weapon was, it was beyond the reach of a whip. When his Qi recovered, he stopped studying the weapons and moves and began to focus on attacking the inner gate.

Although they are over seventy years old, internal martial arts masters are different from external warriors. They are both late bloomers and become more and more sophisticated as they get older.

Seeing that Ye Jingtang, who was less than twenty years old, dared to give up his weapon to argue with him, Linghu Guanzhi even regained the aloofness he had when he was the leader of the martial arts. He threw away his whip and put his hands behind his back:

"Master Ye is a bit ignorant."

Bang——

Before he could finish his words, thunder suddenly broke out in the dark hall.

Ye Jingtang didn't see any energy accumulation, and his body suddenly rushed forward. There was still more than ten feet away, so he slid his left foot into a lunge, made a fist with his right hand, and suddenly tightened his robe:

"drink--!"

The thunder exploded, and the floor tiles under his feet cracked on the spot. He punched hard, and the strong wind brought away the broken whip cinders on the ground, like a wild dragon suddenly knocked out, and hit the old man in front of him in the face.

Linghu Guanzhi clasped his hands behind his back and it was very difficult to support him, but he did have the ability to support him!

Facing the sudden Ye Jingtang, Linghu Guanzhi showed no reaction in his eyes. He only raised his left hand and blocked the heavy punch with the palm of his hand.

When this punch was implemented, even if Linghu Guanzhi's body remained as still as a mountain, the floor tiles and even the wall behind him would collapse into a long groove due to the violent energy.

But what people didn't expect was that the punch that shook the city and shook the mountain fell on the palm, but it didn't make any sound.

Linghu Guanzhi placed a heavy fist on his left hand and floated back.

Ye Jingtang's boxing technique was learned from Liu Qiansheng. When he saw this, his strength turned into softness, and his heavy fist turned into an eagle's claw, trying to grab the opponent's wrist.

But Linghu Guanzhi was like a boneless flying cat. Ye Jingtang's wrist rotated, and his whole body followed suit, and he took advantage of the situation and whipped his leg towards the side of Ye Jingtang's face.

This move is quite simple. Facing Linghu Guanzhi, who is as light as a swallow, Ye Jingtang mainly pays attention to the opponent's finger tapping acupuncture points. Facing a kick from the air, he just raises his left arm to block it, and at the same time moves forward to attack the middle door. .

But what I didn't expect was that the whip legs that seemed to strike randomly had terrifying inner strength.

Boom——

A powerful dragon's heavy leg hit his arm, and Ye Jingtang's left arm, sleeves, and robe were shattered every inch, as well as his hair crown and chest. Almost instantly, his upper body was completely naked. His whole body was immediately whipped out and hit to the right. Side wall.

Fan Qinghe was watching not far away, and couldn't help but be surprised when she saw this. After traveling for many years, she had never seen a master who could switch between hardness and softness, but this was indeed the first time in her life that she had seen a master with a body that was half soft and half hard.

This move is as difficult as practicing cutting the clouds with the lower body, practicing the Thousand Jin Drop with the upper body, or doing embroidery with the left hand while punching hard with the right hand. Not to mention the connections of luck, just coordinating the muscles so that they do not affect each other can make things difficult for nine people in the world. Cheng Jiu's warrior.

A normal martial artist is either as light as a swallow or as powerful as a python. When faced with this ever-changing inner martial arts that combines hardness and softness, it can be said that they are basically unable to cope with it.

Linghu Guanzhi looked old and thin, but his flexibility was astonishing. He turned around and kicked the body with one kick, flying into the night sky. He touched the ground with his left hand and his whole body bounced up. He stepped on the black blast furnace with both feet halfway.

Boom!

The blast furnace made a muffled sound like a bell, and the furnace wall cracked immediately. Linghu Guanzhi came out of the string and caught up with him before the Night Terror Hall hit the wall. He raised his right hand high like an eagle's talon and clasped it at his neck.

Bang——

Ye Jingtang's back hit the wall, and a dent appeared on the wall. Faced with the eagle's claws, he immediately raised his hand and grabbed his wrist.

As a result, the two palms touched, and Linghu Guanzhi's right eagle claw lost its strength. He followed the trend and pulled back, and his left hand reached forward to touch the palm.

Bang!

Put your palms together.

As expected by Ye Jingtang, the claw strike was light and ineffective, but this palm was still as powerful as a mountain!

Ye Jingtang relied on his astonishing speed to lift his energy, and his momentum instantly caught the palm, but his body was definitely unable to stay in place.

Boom——

The moment the two palms met, Ye Jingtang's body, which had not yet left the wall, fell back again and directly smashed the wall!

The explosion caused bricks and stones to fly, revealing a few points of fire.

Ye Jingtang crashed into the room and saw that behind the stone room was a sealed room with beds, tables and chairs, which should be where Linghu Guanzhi usually slept, but he had no time to pay attention to details at this time.

Linghu Guanzhi pushed out with one palm and rushed into the hole like a shadow. Both palms collapsed forward at the same time and struck Ye Jingtang's chest and abdomen again.

Ye Jingtang's feet barely landed on the ground, and his palms were already in front of him. Upon seeing this, he suddenly raised his energy, and his palms also collapsed forward and struck each other.

Linghu Guanzhi's eyes were cold when he saw this. He quietly retracted his left hand and leaned to the right, hoping to wait for Ye Jingtang to miss with one side of his palms, causing his body to lose balance and hit his elbow into his arms.

But after the two palms met, Linghu Guanzhi Gujing Wubo's eyes suddenly changed.

I saw that Ye Jingtang's palms that seemed to explode with full force were actually one real and one empty, exactly like him!

He didn't use any force with his right palm to hit the target, and he didn't use any force with his left hand. His body immediately stumbled to the right due to inertia. The same was true for Ye Jingtang. The two of them almost turned around and missed each other in an instant.

Linghu Guanzhi secretly knew something was wrong. He was shaken all over and tried to push the Night Jing Hall away with his left shoulder, but it was obviously a step too late.

Ye Jingtang hit two moves in a row and discovered the way to combine yin and yang.

This kind of fighting moves between left and right is indeed difficult for ordinary warriors to deal with, but when he was in Shuiyun Jiantan, he had played Yunzong with the Overlord Spear, but he didn't delve into these bells and whistles later.

Seeing that Linghu Guanzhi was able to produce such a domineering effect, Ye Jingtang was enlightened. At that moment, he was not polite at all, and treated the other person in his own way. He staggered his position to catch Linghu Guanzhi's stunned moment, and turned sideways. Hit the knee and hit the left waist directly.

Bang!

This time it was obviously a strong kick.

Linghu Guanzhi felt swollen and full of energy in his heart. His waist was not broken by the blow, but he definitely couldn't stand. He flew out on the spot and hit the wall with several calligraphy and paintings hanging on it.

Boom——

Masonry splash!

In the main hall of Xiaoshan Fort, dozens of experts present heard the strange noises from behind one after another, and they all looked back blankly.

Xiao Zongyuan and Linghu Rengang had already gotten up. They knew that there must be something wrong in the secret room of the old village master Qianxiu, and they were about to get up and go back to check.

As a result, as soon as the two stood up, they found that the portrait of the ancestor hanging in the main hall bulged and then exploded.

Boom!

The altar placed on the steps instantly tore into pieces and turned into pieces of wood. The powerful energy spurted out, overturning nearby tables and chairs.

Swish--

Xiao Zongyuan, Sanjue Immortal Weng and others were also considered masters. When they sensed something was going on, they immediately dodged to the left and right, but despite this, they were still hit by broken bricks and sawdust.

The others only had time to show fear before a big hole was blown out of the wall.

A shadow shot out and penetrated the two-foot dome from bottom to top. However, it did not fly out. Instead, it grabbed the beam with one hand and stopped abruptly.

Click——

The dome of the main hall visibly shook, and countless broken tiles fell.

Before everyone in the hall could see clearly what was flying, they noticed that the figure above them turned back again.

Within the hole, Ye Jingtang kicked through the wall without any pause, stepped hard on the ground with both feet, rushed into the main hall with four giant pillars, and crashed into Linghu Guanzhi who turned back in the air.

Linghu Guanzhi really didn't expect that Ye Jingtang's understanding was so terrible. He figured out the crux of the attack after being attacked twice, and even returned it to him exactly as it was.

Although the movements are extremely rough, the ability to sharpen a gun like this in battle is even more outrageous than the indestructible sword just now for him who has been studying this for many years.

After only exchanging three moves, Ye Jingtang regained the upper hand. Linghu Guanzhi knew that he was definitely not his opponent and had already made a move. If he killed Ye Jingtang, he would still have a chance to get back the sword bar and escape. But if he was pinned down by Ye Jingtang, , for all the things he had done for Long Zhengqing, ten lives were not enough to kill him.

For this reason, Linghu Guanzhi also exerted great force. He clasped the roof beam with one arm and pulled his body back. Seeing that the Night Terror Hall was coming again, he raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

Ye Jingtang holds his palms together, secretly relying on the Tingfeng Palm to judge the reality and the situation, so that he can respond flexibly.

But what he didn't expect was that when Linghu Guanzhi turned back in the air and his palms were about to collide, the left hand on his waist suddenly turned slightly, and then:

call out--

A cold light flashed in the lobby.

The three-foot soft sword wrapped around his waist popped out, like a sharp snake, and penetrated Ye Jingtang's throat.

? !

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang's hair stood on end, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. He was unable to move in mid-air, so he used his right hand to forcefully grab the soft sword that was about to touch his throat. He raised the sword finger with his left hand, gathered all his strength at one point, and stabbed forward with all his strength. .

Sa!

Linghu Guanzhi's soft sword was captured, and his wrist immediately shook violently. A visible ripple appeared on the three-foot soft sword, spreading towards the tip of the sword, trying to break Ye Jingtang's palm with the whip method; but facing the stabbing finger, Then raise your right hand and use four or two strokes to release the force.

But Linghu Guanzhi obviously didn't understand how terrifying the explosive power of using underhanded tricks to scare Ye Jingtang out of his stress reaction was.

Linghu Guanzhi's right hand leaned towards the piercing sword finger, only to find that it was like leaning against an iron spear that was stabbing with all its strength. Even though he was not slighted in the slightest, it was only deflected by less than half an inch.

Linghu Guanzhi's qi energy permeates all his limbs, making it difficult to move with his fists and feet. If he hits an important acupuncture point with a single finger, it would normally only cause him to groan and suffer some internal injuries.

But at this moment, the sword pointed at the chest, and it was like a hob, like butter, piercing directly into the flesh and blood. The energy exploded in the chest, and blood mist instantly exploded on the back.

Bang!

With one blow, Linghu Guanzhi coughed up blood, flew backwards, hit the beams, and fell to the floor.

After Ye Jingtang made a move, he grabbed the soft sword with his bare hands and flew back. Halfway through, he flipped the soft sword and held it in his hand, landing outside the hole in the main hall. Until he stopped, his body was still tense, and his eyes were full of shock. angry.

Thump~

Blah blah blah...

The body fell to the ground along with the tiles.

The sudden turmoil suddenly stopped when the blood mist flew up.

The warriors in the main hall were so frightened that they all fled out of the main hall. Only a few useless ones were so frightened that they sat down on the ground and hurriedly crawled back with pale faces.

The young disciples who were sparring in the ring outside the door were stunned on the spot, looking back at the main hall that was in a mess for a moment, completely unable to see what happened.

"Ahem——"

Linghu Guanzhi fell to the floor, his chest was penetrated, his abdomen was almost shattered, blood spurted out of his mouth and nose, he couldn't speak at all, he just stared at Ye Jingtang with blood red eyes, his eyes full of disbelief.

After all, he could break through the defense of his inner sect Wu Kui with a single finger and directly hit him. In his opinion, only the three gods on the mountain could do it. He couldn't figure out what Ye Jingtang's move was.

Ye Jingtang was in a critical situation just now. He used his sword fingers to use the Dragon Qi Sword. He could really use it and the effect was so overbearing. He was a little surprised in his heart. After confirming that Linghu Guanzhi couldn't get up, he looked at his fingers.

Because the fight between the two lasted only a moment, people inside and outside the main hall were running for their lives, and they still didn't understand the situation.

Fan Qinghe did not dare to get too close, so he rushed out of the hole and said angrily:

"You despicable villain, you actually drew your sword and plotted against me!"

"Ahem——"

Linghu Guanzhi was not only seriously injured, his abdominal organs were all smashed to pieces by Qi Jin, and he could not survive at all. His face turned purple at a very fast speed, and he coughed out more and more blood.

When Ye Jingtang saw Linghu Guanzhi unscrupulously drawing his sword and planning to take his life directly, he knew that something big was going on behind the scenes and he was found dead, so he wanted to kill him and escape as soon as possible.

Ye Jingtang still wanted to find out the reason, but in a critical moment, he poked it with his finger. It was obvious that Linghu Guanzhi was hopeless. His palms and ribs were also injured. After briefly glancing inside and outside the main hall, he inserted the soft sword on the ground:

"Forget it, let's go."

When Fan Qinghe saw that Ye Jingtang's hands were covered with blood, he did not dare to delay. He quickly jumped out of the main hall with the Chilong knife and sword blade...