Just when Zhang Ling was about to answer, a hand suddenly stretched out and pushed the sword in Zhang Ling's hand back into the scabbard. Looking along his hand, he saw it was Qin Yi. Qin Yi said leisurely: "Okay."
Qin Yi suddenly waved his hand, and a camellia flew from the tree to his hand, hovering here. Qin Yi's body instantly surged, and the camellia on his hand exploded instantly. With another wave of his hand, the camellia exploded. The camellia reappeared in Qin Yi's hands, and Zhang Ling was even more fascinated by it. Although Yang Xiao's martial arts was powerful, it was not to the point where the imperial objects were reunited.
Yang Xiao on the side raised his sleeves and found a few more scratches. It was obviously done by Qin Yifeihua. This also made Zhang Ling suspicious. With this martial arts, even if Yang Xiao and Lin Rui join forces, they may not be able to do it. Not an opponent. Yang Xiao praised: "Master Qin is still very powerful. The control of objects in his palm is really an eye-opener."
Qin Yi shook his head and said: "Everything has animism and can be used as a soldier. Even if you hold a famous sword, it is not as good as a master's finger."
Zhang Ling held the dagger and murmured in a low voice: "Everything has animism..."
Zhang Ling was startled, his face was as bright as tomorrow, and after thanking Qin Yi, he suddenly ran away.
Although Yang Xiao and Lin Rui understood Qin Yi's words, they did not react as strongly as Zhang Ling. They just sighed that they were still shallow. When the two of them entered Baihua Villa, a few blooming flower trees were destroyed due to a casual exchange. Qin Yi was furious. He held a piano in his left hand, plucked the strings with his right hand, and instantly waved out The cold light, like sword energy, exuded fierce murderous intent.
Yang Xiao and Lin Rui also used their swords to resist, and the waves of the piano collided with the two spiritual swords without interruption. At this moment, the three of them caused the spring breeze to roar, countless flowers to fall, and Qin Yi's murderous intention became more intense.
"There are no sound strings, the moon is gone." Qin Yi shouted loudly. This time, the strings were plucked violently, but without making a sound. For a moment, it seemed as if the entire villa was affected at the same time, and a murderous intention like a bolt from the blue came from Yang Xiao. And Lin Rui's sky fell.
Lin Rui couldn't help but feel fear in her heart. The sword in her hand kept trembling. She thought she was going to die here and slowly closed her eyes. However, when the monstrous offensive ended, she found that she was unscathed. At a glance, it was Yang Xiao who held the golden flower high and struck the fatal blow for the first time. However, when she stepped forward to take a look, Yang Xiao vomited blood, fell to the ground, and fainted on the spot.
At this time, Qin Yi saw this scene. He originally wanted to do his best, but he took the piano away, let the two of them go, and agreed that they would stay. He also personally treated Yang Xiao's injuries, but asked them to They paid compensation for the damage to the villa. After the two learned that the other party had no murderous intention, they were moved to stay in such a paradise-like villa.
But even after half a year, Lin Rui and Yang Xiao were still in awe of Qin's martial arts. After Qin Yi finished speaking, he froze on the spot, thinking quietly about something. Yang Xiao suddenly called out: "Master Qin."
Seeing that Qin Yi was still stunned, Yang Xiao asked, "Master Qin, is there anything else? Let's go."
As soon as the two turned around, Qin Yi came back from a fugue and stopped the two of them. Qin Yi took out another piece of paper from his body and handed it to the two of them. After Yang Xiao took it, what was written on it was all about what he had done in the past three days. Flowers and trees destroyed because of careless sword use. Yang Xiao said in confusion: "Master Qin, didn't you agree that I would teach Zhang Ling swordsmanship and I would not care about destroying the flowers?"
Qin Yi looked calm, as if angry but calmly explained: "Teach the sword, teach the sword. When did I say that you can destroy my villa at will?"
Yang Xiao had a look of helplessness, but he was not annoyed either. The Gold and Silver Sect had nothing but a lot of money, so he generously took out a bag of silver and offered it to him with both hands, but Qin Yi refused and said, "You are the only one who has the money." The speed at which you are cutting down trees, you will have to cut down the villa before the trees I planted grow."
Then Qin Yi threw a hoe he found from nowhere to Yang Xiao and said, "How much is missing? Plant it back one by one. If you dare to miss one tree, you will be responsible for the consequences."
Qin Yi suddenly sneered. Although he was wearing a mask, he could still feel the coldness. Yang Xiao glanced at Lin Rui and forced a smile, but Lin Rui just rolled her eyes at him, dropped a word and walked away: "You can clean up the mess you made."
After just a few words, the four of them dispersed. According to the usual routine, Yang Xiao and Lin Rui would have had a fight and it was over. Until the next day, when the sky was bright and clear, the dewdrops fell on the flowers and leaves, and the faint fragrance of flowers came, a figure came forward, it was Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling planned to ask Yang Xiao to test the sword at this time. To the west of the villa, a few saplings appeared on the originally bare grassland. Looking at the wet soil around it, it was obvious that they had just been planted and were green and tender.
A middle-aged uncle, with his sleeves rolled up and a hoe in his hand, was digging the soil and planting the saplings, but his movements were slightly awkward. The man suddenly noticed something. He looked up and saw Zhang Ling standing in front of him.
When Zhang Ling saw it, it turned out to be Yang Xiao. He felt an indescribable joy and said with a playful smile: "Oh! Isn't this the famous Master Yang? How can he plant trees here?" !”
"You kid, if you don't come to help me, I will teach you how to practice swordsmanship at a loss, and you still dare to laugh at me." Yang Xiao said angrily.
Zhang Ling subconsciously stepped back, shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior, if you don't force me to do something because of kindness, how can you ask others to make up for the mistakes you made? What's more, Qin Yi asked you to teach me how to practice swordsmanship, and I didn't Please."
Yang Xiao threw away his hoe and took a step forward: "Good boy, you dare to talk to me like this."
Zhang Ling did not retreat but advanced this time, and said loudly: "I had some enlightenment yesterday, and I want to try it with my senior."
A gust of breeze blew by, blowing their hair. Yang Xiao was a little surprised. He had forced Zhang Ling to practice swordsmanship before, but today was a good thing. He took the initiative to send him to the door to be beaten. It happened that he had no place to vent his pent-up anger, and he didn't even have a sword. He raised his fist and rushed forward, but Zhang Ling turned aside and dodged. Rising with the wind, the wind of fists intertwined with the wind of nature, and the industrial boxing techniques were chaotic and completely random. Even Zhang Ling, who had no power to fight back against his sword moves before, could barely cope with it now.
Zhang Ling responded and said sarcastically: "Senior, you'd better use a sword, your punches are not as good as mine."
As soon as this sound fell, Yang Xiao suddenly punched quickly, and Zhang Ling also switched from offense to defense, taking every step to defend, retreating again and again. Yang Xiao suddenly got his feet entangled, retracted his punch and stopped suddenly, accumulating a lot of punch power. The fist was roaring with wind, and it suddenly swung down towards Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling hurriedly protected his hands to defend himself.
The punch fell so hard that although Zhang Ling had time to protect his hands, he was still knocked away and hit an apricot tree. The flowers and leaves fell, but it did not look so natural.
And just after Yang Xiao breathed out a punch, his figure flashed and went straight towards the golden flower sword placed aside, holding the hilt in his hand. Seeing this situation, Zhang Ling thought that the provoking method would be useful, but he didn't expect that this Yang Xiao was A shameless person, these words are useless.
Zhang Ling simply drew his sword and flew into the air. As fast as a snake, without any hesitation, it fell straight towards Yang Xiao.
