After a while, the main hall.
Feiyun Sword Ye Feiyun, Taoist Priest Xuanzhen, Wave-breaking Sword Feng Han, Feilong Sword Zuo Shaojie, and seven or eight famous masters gathered together.
"Everyone, I took people to search this out from under the bed of Master Ling."
Zuo Shaojie took out the sword manual. After he finished speaking, he turned to Ling Feng and said, "Master Ling, do you have anything else to say?"
Ling Feng smiled lightly and said, "Then you might as well show this sword manual to everyone!"
Zuo Shaojie handed the Feiyun Sword Manual to a middle-aged man in green robe. This man was Cangsong swordsman Liu Songlin, who was also a master warrior.
Liu Songlin opened it and looked at it with a strange expression. Without saying a word, he handed it to another famous master, Nanshan layman Du Shaoshang.
Du Huaishang couldn't help laughing after reading it, and said, "Master Zuo, you might as well see it for yourself!"
Zuo Shaojie opened it and found that except for the first few pages, which were some basic swordsmanship moves, the back pages were all pictures of naked men and women. This was clearly a book of erotic pictures! His face suddenly turned livid, and he thought to himself, I clearly put the sword manual in with my own hands, how could it turn into an erotic painting? He said coldly: "Ling Yun, you must have hidden the sword manual with your sister Ling Yu a long time ago, and used this fake sword manual to confuse our eyes."
At this time, Song Yurou came in with two guards and said with a smile: "I just asked them to search my room, and there is nothing in it."
Ling Feng said calmly: "Actually, not long ago, my soul-stirring sword manual was stolen. I also want to search your rooms!"
Nanshan layman smiled and said: "I have no objection!"
Liu Songlin said lightly: "I don't have any objection either!"
Ye Feiyun, Feng Han, and Taoist Priest Xuanzhen also had no objections.
Song Yurou said: "In that case, let's start with Ye Daxia's room!"
Ye Feiyun said calmly: "Okay!"
A moment later, Ye Feiyun was in the bedroom.
Song Yurou searched for a while and suddenly found a yellowed book from under the pillow, with four large characters written on it: Soul-Destroying Sword Manual. He handed the sword manual to Liu Songlin.
Liu Songlin looked at it for a moment and found that it was indeed a swordsmanship move, as well as a mental formula and a meridian diagram of internal force movement, so he passed it on to several others.
These are the soul-stealing sword manuals that Ling Feng deliberately found someone to draw in the past three days. One point is Ling Feng's experience of cultivating the sword intention according to the Canglang Secret Manual, and the other nine points are Ling Feng's speculations and bold drawings of the operation diagram of the mental method. Anyone who practices it will definitely go crazy and die.
Everyone's realm is limited, so naturally they can't see the mystery in it and think it is a real sword manual.
At this time, Ling Feng said calmly: "Master Ye, what's your explanation?"
Ye Feiyun sighed: "I have nothing to say!"
Everyone immediately accused him: "I didn't expect Ye Feiyun to be such a despicable person!"
Suddenly, Liu Songlin's expression changed and he held his breath, but his body was still weak and he fell to the ground.
Several others, including Ling Feng and Song Yurou, also lost their strength and fell to the ground.
Only Ye Feiyun, Feng Han and Zuo Shaojie were fine.
"Ye Feiyun didn't expect you to be so shameless and treat us like crazy!"
Taoist priest Xuanzhen looked at the smoke from the incense burner and suddenly understood. He said coldly that he did not expect that the other party would also plot against himself.
Ye Feiyun said calmly: "Originally I didn't want to kill you. If you want to blame him, I blame him for being too smart. I can only make this decision."
"Master Ling, since you were smart enough to send me the sword manual, you can go and die now!"
After Zuo Shaojie finished speaking, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and the sharp sword edge quickly slashed towards Ling Feng's neck.
Suddenly, a surge of Canglang Sword Intention surged from the center of Ling Feng's eyebrows, piercing Zuo Shaojie's mind, and the illusion of the Sword Intent trapped him in his consciousness.
Almost at the same time, Ling Feng suddenly drew his sword, and the green blade pierced Zuo Shaojie's throat.
"Congratulations, player. You killed Feilongjian Zuo Shaojie and gained 160 points of spirit and 180 points of chivalry."
The reason why Ling Feng was not poisoned was because he took a poison-avoiding pill from Song Yurou.
The expression on Duanlang Dao Feng Han's expression changed drastically. He quickly drew out the knife and struck Ling Feng with a lightning-fast knife. Before the blade reached him, a breathtaking cold air hit him. It is said that cutting off the water with a knife will make it flow even more, but his knife can cut off the waves, because the strong cold air will freeze the two halves of the waves into ice cubes in an instant, and they will never be able to be put back together again! If used to kill someone, the blade would not even be stained with a drop of blood!
Ye Feiyun also pointed out suddenly, and a sword energy shot out towards Ling Feng.
Ling Feng jumped up, narrowly avoiding the cold blade, and then the sword energy hit him. He suddenly turned sideways, and the sword energy passed by him and punched a hole in the wall. Even if the best masters can release their true energy, they generally do not use sword energy to attack. First, it consumes too much true energy. Second, the acquired true energy is not as condensed as the innate true energy. Pure sword energy is too loose and has limited power. It is not as good as the sword light attached to the sharp weapon, which has dual attack of material and energy. However, Ye Feiyun's sword energy can penetrate the wall, which shows that his skill is pure and powerful.
Feng Han slashed the air with his sword, then immediately changed it to cut horizontally, and slashed towards Ling Feng's waist.
The cold light in Ling Feng's eyes condensed, and a sword intent came out of his body, condensing into a blue long sword and piercing Feng Han's mind.
Feng Han screamed and his consciousness blurred for a moment. A figure in a blue shirt flashed over, and the green sword edge slashed across his neck like a meteor.
A blood line appeared, blood spurted out, and Feng Han fell to the ground and died.
"Congratulations to the player, you killed Feng Han, the Wave-breaking Saber, and gained 170 spirit points and 480 chivalry points."
At this moment, Ye Feiyun's figure flashed in front of Song Yurou, his fingers bent into eagle claws, and he quickly grabbed Song Yurou's throat.
Song Yurou pulled her hand from her waist, and a sharp soft sword that was constantly bending suddenly appeared in her palm. As the true energy gathered, the sword immediately became straight, condensed with a light white sword light, and the sword edge He quickly paddled towards Ye Feiyun's right paw.
A cold light appeared in Ye Feiyun's eyes, and a layer of white Gang Qi suddenly condensed in the palm of his right hand. The cold Qi was overwhelming, and he grabbed the soft sword as fast as lightning. Frost spread across the sword instantly, quickly freezing the edge of the sword. At the same time, he gathered his palm energy with his left hand and quickly slapped Song Yurou's chest.
This palm was as fast as lightning and difficult to dodge. Song Yurou was about to die.
Suddenly, a figure in a blue shirt appeared, pushed Song Yurou away, and quickly punched out with his left fist.
The fists and palms met and there was a click. The palm of Ye Feiyun's left hand was crushed and fractured, and his figure quickly fell back.
Ling Feng's fist also turned red, which was because it was frozen. When they just exchanged blows, a biting cold energy invaded his fist.
Song Yurou looked at Ling Feng infatuatedly. If he hadn't pushed her away just now, she would definitely be a corpse now.
If it were an ordinary person, it would be unbearable to endure such severe pain, but Ye Feiyun remained calm and said calmly: "I underestimate you. Your external skills have reached the peak. This punch must be as powerful as a thousand catties!"
Ling Feng said calmly: "Mere brute force is nothing. On the other hand, Master Ye, do you have any options at this point?"
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