At night, dark clouds cover the sky, leaving no trace of the stars and moon.
At this time, in the Zuichun Building in Nanling County, the lights were brightly lit, the birds were singing and the birds were singing, and it was very lively.
Although Miss Yuqing left, Madam Feng quickly found a new pillar, Miss Lanyue, and business is still booming.
A young man with a yellow face in a blue shirt got off his horse, tied the rope, walked in slowly, and sat down by the window.
Feng's mother was greeting a big businessman, and when she saw Ling Feng, her face suddenly turned pale. If you can open a brothel, you are naturally very well-informed. Not to mention that Ling Feng killed Shanshandao Wu Lie with one sword here that day, even his current name is also famous in Qinghe, and everyone in the world knows it. She ran over quickly and said with a smile on her face: "Master Ling, what do you need? Do you want me to find Miss Lan Yue to have a few drinks with you?"
Ling Feng said calmly: "Go farther away!"
Feng's mother hurriedly turned around and left. She didn't dare to offend this evil star.
At this time, a young man in green shirt who was drinking suddenly raised his head, glanced at Ling Feng, walked straight over, sat down opposite him, handed him a folded piece of paper, and said, "Master Ling, this is what you want. thing."
Ling Feng opened it and looked at it for a moment, said "Thank you!", turned around and left.
At this time, a middle-aged man in blue shirt carrying a long sword appeared at the door and blocked Ling Feng's way.
Ling Feng smiled and said: "Senior is in a hurry, why not take a rest at Zuichun Tower first."
"No need, let's fight first!"
After Gu Changqing finished speaking, he pointed at Ling Feng as a sword, and a blue sword energy shot out from his fingertips.
Ling Feng dodged and avoided the sword energy, but the sword energy penetrated the shoulder of a guest.
The man covered his bleeding shoulder and screamed: "It's a murder, please help!"
Ling Feng's face turned cold and he said, "Elder Gu, don't you think what you have done is a little too much?"
Gu Changqing said lightly: "I can only blame him for being careless!"
Ling Feng said in a deep voice: "Let's go outside and fight, don't implicate innocent people!"
Gu Changqing was silent for a moment and said: "Okay! But if you run away again this time, don't blame me for killing innocent people indiscriminately!"
Ling Feng said calmly: "I will have a good fight with you this time, lest you think I am afraid of you!"
A quarter of an hour later, the thirty-foot-long street was almost empty except for Ling Feng and Gu Changqing, who were fighting.
Because both ends of the street were blocked by Yamen police officers.
At this time, Yan Yan, the headman of Nanling County, was hiding on top of a house on one side to watch the duel between the two men. Watching the innate-level strong men fight was very helpful for his martial arts.
On the other side of the roof, a charming woman in her thirties, wearing a black dress and carrying a sword at her waist, was also watching the battle. This was the Master of Thousand Faces whose pulse was cut off by Ling Feng. She visited many famous doctors but could not find a solution. According to a famous doctor, there are huge differences in the steps to remove each pulse-cutting technique. If you make a wrong step, the acupuncture points will burst, the true energy will be disordered, and you will go crazy and die. Unless you find a strong martial artist who can use spiritual and subtle methods to peel off the cocoon and slowly relieve it. It's just that a strong master is so noble. There may not even be a master in Qinghe County, so she can only come to Ling Feng!
At this time, the figures of the two people who were attracting everyone's attention kept intertwining, and their swords clashed with each other, making a sharp clang.
Ling Feng's eyebrows suddenly surged with a powerful Canglang Sword Intent, which quickly invaded Gu Changqing's mind. This time, in order to achieve great feats, he directly transformed nearly half of his spiritual power into this sword intention, and its power was naturally incomparable.
Gu Changqing suddenly felt a change before his eyes, and saw the surging Milky Way falling from the starry sky, and the boundless surging waves sweeping in. However, when he took a closer look, he saw that the huge waves were some kind of river. They were clearly a terrifying sword river formed by hundreds of millions of white swords.
"No, this is no soul-stirring sword technique. This is clearly a Tianhe Sword Intent!" Gu Changqing was extremely shocked, but he did not dare to hesitate. He quickly ran the "Aoki True Shape Diagram" that he had practiced hard, and a picture appeared at his feet. There were huge green branches, and under his feet, a huge green tree rose from the surging river, reaching straight into the sky. The surging sword river was unable to shake this sacred tree.
This green tree is imitated by Jianmu, the ancient sacred tree that connects the worlds of heaven and man in ancient legends. He is just the person who created this set of innate-level (third-level) visualization techniques. He has no inheritance from Jianmu and has never seen this sacred tree. The true form depends entirely on one's own imagination, and its power is limited.
Even so, he relied on this set of techniques to get rid of Ling Feng's attack, but he still didn't wake up.
At this time, the surging waves suddenly shrank and turned into a blue divine sword. The divine tree collapsed and Gu Changqing fell into the sword river. He was pierced through the heart by billions of swords and fell into a coma.
In his mind, it seemed like a long time had passed, but in reality, only a moment had passed. However, Ling Feng had seized this moment and pierced Gu Changqing's heart with a sword. The sword edge penetrated two inches into the flesh and pierced Gu Changqing's heart. Just a few more points would have pierced his heart.
At this moment, Gu Changqing suddenly woke up and quickly grabbed the Qingfeng Sword with his left hand. The green breath in his hand penetrated the sword body and quickly eroded Ling Feng's right hand. He held the sword in his right hand and slashed towards Ling Feng's neck.
Ling Feng's expression changed slightly, he retreated sharply, and suddenly drew his sword. The green sword edge quickly passed through Gu Changqing's palm and he drew it out.
Gu Changqing's palms were bleeding, but he didn't care at all. The Aoki Qi in his body quickly gathered in his chest to stop the bleeding. However, his heart was injured, causing internal bleeding, and he had to gather more Aoki Qi to slowly repair the wound. If it were an ordinary person, hemorrhage in the heart would almost be fatal. For him, although he was seriously injured, it was not fatal. As for the sword wound on the hand, it was even more simple. A piece of green energy condensed, and the wound quickly stopped bleeding and healed and scabbed quickly.
Ling Feng returned the sword to its sheath, cupped his fists and said, "Senior, it's better to take good care of your injuries and say goodbye!"
Immediately, he walked to the stable at the entrance of Zuichun Tower, took off the reins, and galloped away. In fact, he now has every chance to kill Gu Changqing, but he can't do it. First, if Gu Changqing tried his best, a fatal blow might cause him serious injury, or even cost him his life. Moreover, if Gu Changqing dies, the leader of the White Tiger Gang may be unable to sit still. The death of several guardian helmsmen did not cause much loss in the White Tiger Gang's combat power, but the loss of an innate master would be a serious injury. The other six innate masters of the White Tiger Gang might be dispatched to surround and kill him. Now is not the time, he must endure it for a while longer.
But Gu Changqing didn't move from beginning to end, because he was mentally injured and his heart was injured, and he needed time to recover. He had no energy left to take care of Ling Feng.
At this time, the outcome was decided, and everyone was shocked.
The Evergreen Divine Sword, which had been pursued for thousands of miles, was defeated by Ling Feng and was seriously injured!
This ending is so unexpected. It is precisely because of this that Ling Feng's reputation has surpassed that of many adult seniors after this battle. People in the world began to compare him with the innate masters of major gangs.
However, the one who was most disappointed was the Master of Thousand Faces. Her expression changed, she gritted her teeth, tapped her toes, flew over the eaves, caught up with Ling Feng, and landed in front of his horse. She lowered her head and clasped her fists, saying: "Qian Nettle has met his master!"
Ling Feng reined in his horse, looking slightly surprised, and then said calmly: "Get on the horse and take you to do something!"
Qian Xun's face changed and she was covered in blush, but she still climbed onto the horse's back.
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