Talented Martial Arts System

The green-robed man's complexion gradually became a little ugly. He had faintly looked down on Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Sacred Sword Sect. In fact, his martial arts were not very good, but he had just entered the artistic conception. And his senior brother is also between brothers.

If the senior brother insisted on cooperating with Zuo Lengchan, he would not have come to this kind of place to attack a young man.

"But why is Ling Jing's martial arts so strange?"

The green-robed man folded his body twice in a row, and only then managed to avoid Ling Jing's sword, a trace of anger appeared between his brows and eyes.He can feel that this young man's internal strength is really not weak, even much better than many generations of old monsters in the rivers and lakes, and his swordsmanship

"This is the sword technique that comprehends the artistic conception!" [

Since he had achieved great martial arts, he had never encountered an opponent with such superb swordsmanship. No wonder his senior brother told him to be careful of his swordsmanship before leaving.

"The artistic conception is to perfectly integrate the essence, energy, and spirit of a martial artist." A flash of understanding flashed in Ling Jing's heart, and the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" swept out from right to left, and the body of the sword Maintaining a perfect parallel with the ground, there is almost no trace of resistance in the air, and in just a split second, it crossed a distance of Zhang Xu and swept across the chest of the green-robed man.

The green-robed man's movement was very swift, with a light touch on his feet, he leaped up high, and retreated a few steps like a bird. Ling Jing's swift sword just swept the corner of the opponent's clothes, but his face was filled with joy and sadness. , followed by several steps in a row, pressing the green-robed man tightly, stabbing obliquely with his sword, and piercing the opponent's eyebrow.

"Jing is the energy of a martial artist. The deeper the skill of a martial arts practitioner, the more vigorous the energy will be. Qi refers to the internal energy of the inner family. I am already the internal energy of a junior master. Natural energy is far superior to that of a first-class master. Then , what is God?"

The look in his eyes was changing, and the sword moves were constantly being used, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes quietly, as if the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" in his hand had already merged into the air, and he had to twist it at all, then Can stab at the opponent's vitals.

"This kid, this kid!!"

The anger in the eyes of the green-robed man intensified, and when he found that the kid in front of him was fighting with him, his face showed a dazed expression, thinking, this kid must I haven't done my best yet, it's simply deceiving too much.

"Boy, take my trick and try!"

The green-robed man suddenly jumped back two feet, shouted angrily, and with a flash of his body, two identical figures separated, rushed out from left and right, and spun around Ling Jing.

When he was approaching Ling Jing's sides, his figure shook again, and turned into four figures, running fast, surrounding Ling Jing.

The blue light in Ling Jing's eyes jumped rapidly, and he frowned slightly.

"Is this the afterimage left behind because of too fast movement?" Even in the system's scan, only four afterimages can be seen, galloping around him at high speed.

It seems that this green-robed man's movement skills are really not ordinary, and even the system can only capture the afterimage of the other party. As for which one is the real body, you need to judge by yourself.

In front of his eyes, four figures with blue light spun around him rapidly, Ling Jing's eyes remained unmoved, holding a long sword in his right hand, pointing down obliquely, his figure did not move a bit.

"call!"

Suddenly, several cold lights erupted from the hands of the four afterimages at the same time, and from front, back, left, right, and all directions, several sharp vigor were shot at Ling Jing's whole body at the same time.

However, Ling Jing gently closed his eyes at this time, and in the image sent back by the system, he saw that these cold lights were tiny silver flying needles.

"Understood. Hurting someone with an embroidery needle is another "Sunflower Collection"?"

It seems that Zuo Lengchan really got together with the people from Dongchang again. He sighed slightly in his heart. Once the forces in the Jianghu get hooked with the people in the court, all the fights will no longer be the children of the Jianghu. The grievances and hatreds are so simple. [

People in Jianghu have always been a thorn in the court's eyes, because this group of people has high military power, but they often despise the court's royal laws and act recklessly, without paying attention to the court at all. This is naturally the most taboo place for the court.

Who knows what Dongchang will do next once he helps Zuo Lengchan dominate the world.

"Zuo Lengchan" he murmured the name in his mind. This man was ambitious, and he did not hesitate to use the power of the imperial court in order to dominate the world. If this matter spread to the world, it would immediately ruin his reputation. After all, The Chinese are also very taboo about the word imperial court.

But with his current reputation, even if he said it, who would really believe it?

There was a hint of self-mockery at the corner of his mouth, Huashan abandoned disciples should have the consciousness of being rejected and despised by the righteous way of martial arts.

"But what does all this have to do with me!" Ling Jing's eyes froze slightly, and a trace of indifference appeared on his face. It has nothing to do with him, as long as someone doesn't mess with him. On the head, I don't bother to pay attention to these intrigues and intrigues.

All the thoughts were almost fleeting in his mind, facing the flying needles shooting from all directions, a faint smile appeared on his face with his eyes closed tightly.

"What is the real god of a warrior. Let me verify it!"

The "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" on Ling Jing's right hand danced lightly, and it looked extremely slow. Even in the eyes of the green-robed man, he felt that this kid dared to be so careless in the face of his counting needles, which was different from courting death. .

The figure of the green-robed man got faster and faster, the afterimage was covered with layers of hand shadows, silver light shone like stars all over the sky, and suddenly fell towards Ling Jing's direction.

"Essence, energy, and spirit! System, start recording my mental fluctuations!"

Ling Jing let out a low cry in his head, and suddenly opened his eyes. In the dark night, two faint blue lights seemed to light up. He swung his right arm lightly, from bottom to top, and the long sword in his hand slashed upwards quietly. In the process, it suddenly disappeared!

"What kind of sword technique is this?" The four afterimages beside Ling Jing all changed color, and the green-robed man shook his head slightly, looking at Ling Jing's hand, but saw that there was nothing in front of his right hand, as if he had never held it. lived in something.

"But, what about that sword?" The green-robed man felt his heart beat twice faster, and suddenly, he heard "jingle ding dong dong" coming from beside him.

A little bit of cold light disappeared when it was four or five feet away from Ling Jing.

"Is this the first artistic conception of "Dugu Nine Swords", "the realm of my form"?" Ling Jing showed a slight smile on his face. In his senses, he felt nothing but the weight of his right arm. The "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" seems to have merged into another piece of time and space, and the long sword can sweep as far as the mind can reach, almost in an instant.

"Then, it should be time to end." Ling Jing slowly turned around, centered on himself, within a five-foot square, there seemed to be a vacuum zone, and all the silver needles, when they arrived here, would suddenly disappear. disappeared.

Ling Jing walked slowly towards the afterimage of the man in green robe.

The green-robed man galloped left and right, his expression gloomy, "So this man is using me to hone his sword skills! What a brave boy, he dares to underestimate me, Le Shi."

Knowing that this person's swordsmanship has reached a state of unfathomable ghosts and gods, no matter how hard I strike, I can't trap him. Immediately, his figure stabilizes, the four afterimages gradually merge into one, and he leaps back, standing on Ling Jing On a raised soil block seven or eight feet away.

In the night, there was silence all around, the two just stared at each other, and did not speak immediately.

After a long silence, the green-robed talent said slowly: "What kind of sword technique are you doing?" There was a trace of dryness and hoarseness in the voice. [

Ling Jing stood on the spot, the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" in his hand showed the blade again, smiled lightly, and said: "If I say it is the Lin family's "Evil Resisting Sword Manual", do you believe it?"

The green-robed man shook his head lightly, and said: "The Lin family's "Evil Resisting Sword Manual" has a total of 72 sword techniques. The moves are famous for their weirdness and swiftness, but no matter how fast they are, it is impossible to completely hide them from my eyes."

Ling Jing smiled slightly and exhaled a foul breath.There are not a few people in the world who falsely accuse him of stealing the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual" of the Lin family. At least everyone in the Huashan sect has this idea. Even the teacher Ning Zhongze, although she verbally says she believes in herself, doesn't she have any doubts in her heart? ?

Unexpectedly, it was an enemy who believed that the sword technique he practiced was not the Lin family's "Evil Resisting Sword Manual".

"Why don't you leave? You should know that my qinggong is not as good as yours. If you insist on running away, no matter how good my swordsmanship is, it's useless if I can't catch up with you." Ling Jing smiled at the man.

The green-robed man sighed, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Ling has profound swordsmanship and extraordinary courage, which really opened my eyes. If I didn't meet under such circumstances, I would definitely treat Brother Ling to have a drink." .”

"But now everyone is their own master. Although I can't stop Brother Ling, the Hengshan faction may not be the opponent of Zuo Lengchan's subordinates."

When Ling Jing heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The green-robed man laughed, jumped backwards, and retreated to the edge of the depression after a few dodges, laughed and said: "Brother Ling, my name is Le Shi, Le Shi who is kind and generous, I believe we will meet again in the future Yes. Then I will ask brother Ling for advice!"

The voice gradually faded away, Ling Jing saw that the figure of Le Shi was like a ball of blue light, running faster and faster, and disappeared in front of his eyes almost instantly.

"Another master who cultivates the "Sunflower Treasure"!" Knowing that the person who cultivates the "Sunflower Treasure" is far superior to ordinary masters in agility and shooting speed, and his light-weight martial arts is only the middle-class "Golden Goose Kungfu". Although there is not much difference between Le Shi's internal strength and cultivation level, the lightness kung fu is much worse.

"Looks like it's time to speed up the progress and learn at least one of the best lightness kung fu." (To be continued.

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