The tense atmosphere was silent, with only the sound of gusts of wind blowing and the rustling sound of leaves rubbing.

Seeing this, Lin Pingzhi, who was standing by, couldn't help but move his foot gently and move towards Feng Buping in the opposite direction.

"Then I, Feng Buping, have to see what you are doing, your sword technique." Feng Buping's eyes were like a knife, staring at Lin Ye and said in a deep voice. The sword in his hand had been unsheathed, and a dead leaf fell on the blade and was cut into two instantly.

Lin Ye's sword has also been unsheathed, and the blade is flashing with a cold light, gently tilting.

"Please ask." Lin Ye said looking at Feng Buping.

When Feng Buping heard Lin Ye's words, he did not attack immediately, just because Lin Ye couldn't find any flaws on his body, just like a round steel ball, and there seemed to be no flaws on his body, and he had no idea how to start.

Sweat was left on Feng Buping's forehead, and he knew in his heart that if he didn't attack, his energy would probably be exhausted. Don't ask Lin Ye to take action, and he would be defeated.

At the moment, the sword was started and suddenly stabbed out.

A breeze blew by, and the sword in Feng Buping's hand stabbed towards Linye like a poisonous snake.

Once it takes action, it will be the unique skill of Huashan Sword Sect: the three immortal swords that have taken the destiny.

There were three swords in a row, and the afterimages overlapped. This sword was completed three times in one go. It started with a straight slash, and the rear move even blocked the left and right. All the routes of avoidance in front and back were really fierce and exquisite.

"The tangible and unintentional sword is annoying." Seeing Feng Buping's sword, Lin Ye sighed silently. Even if this sword is worse than the Dai Sect of Yu Jizi that day, how could Dai Sect be that Yu Jizi did not understand the artistic conception, but this set of Feng Buping's death-serious chain three immortal swords is just pursuing its physical condition, without a trace of artistic conception. Not to mention how far inferior to the Dai Sect of Taishan Sect, even the Songshan sword technique used by Fei Bin and others on that day, the Deadly Chain Three Immortal Sword is even inferior.

A flash of lightning, Lin Ye's sword had already stabbed out.

If Feng Buping's sword is a poisonous snake, then Lin Ye's sword is an iron nail, nailed straight to the seven inches of the snake.

"Good sword technique!" Feng Buping said loudly, but the sword in his hand did not stop. The sword that had already lost its vitality suddenly came back to life. The sword in Feng Buping suddenly came back to life.

The sword turned around and the sword in Feng Buping's hand suddenly turned into a breeze.

The original poisonous snake turned into a breeze, and then the breeze suddenly turned into a breeze.

The sword rushes and gusts of wind, and one sword is faster than the other, and the afterimage is everywhere, and the sword light is scattered.

This sword actually has a kind of force in it. The sword is like a strong wind. If it is just a move, this sword technique is at most exquisite, but it cannot be said to be peerless. However, the sword force contained in this sword technique is the most essential.

The sword was like a strong wind, a terrifying wave, and a cliff. I thought Feng Buping's sword technique was just plain, just like the jade Jizi of the Taishan Sect, but at this moment Lin Ye's eyes lit up. The Huashan Sect may not be a sword sect, but it is just a sect that practices internal strength under the name of the sword sect. However, Feng Buping in front of me does have a little understanding of the sword trait.

However, it is impossible to do anything to Lin Ye with the sword power alone. In the past, when Guiyunzhuang fought Huang Yaoshi in the Legend of the Condor Heroes, Lin Ye had already initially understood the sword power, and now Lin Ye has transcended the momentum and reached a state of Tao.

"Not bad!" Seeing this sword, Lin Ye's originally dim eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but praise him.

This sound was not bad, but it added three points to Feng Buping's anger.

The sword in his hand became more and more fierce and fierce.

But the leaves of the forest remained motionless like a rock in the storm.

No matter how Feng Buping's sword moves were all out, Lin Ye just blocked them and did not attack.

After dozens of moves of the sword, sweat gradually emerged from Feng Buping's forehead.

"Please pay attention." The sword and the sword intersected and intersected. With a loud sound, sparks burst out. Lin Ye said lightly after he flew away.

I don’t know if it was said to Lin Pingzhi on the side or to Feng Buping.

The sword in his hand slowly raised, and the movement was not slow, but it was not fast, just like the speed of a woodcutter waving an axe when chopping wood.

But Feng Buping's eyes showed shock and broke the momentum with one sword.

It shouldn't be said that before the sword was released, his power was completely broken.

The wind stopped at some point, and there was silence in the forest, leaving only the subtle sound of the falling leaves and the heavy breathing sounds.

The moment the sword was raised, Feng Buping felt as if another prehistoric beast suddenly appeared, but then disappeared.

A brief feeling, a heart-pounding feeling.

Sweat like water, his face turned pale, and all the sword forces originally created by the sword move were completely broken.

"Is this the sword force?" murmured. Although the sword had not been cut off, Feng Buping knew that he would definitely die from this sword.

But even so, Feng Buping's eyes were not afraid, there was only shock, and there was only shock.

If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening.

"I have lived in seclusion with the deep mountains for fifteen years and created this hundred and eight styles of the strong wind fast sword. The sword force has just been completed, but I am still scattering all over the world, but I didn't expect it to be just a frog in the well." Feng Buping sighed and said with a long sigh.

But he was lost in his mind and no longer had the intention of fighting.

"Remember my sword just now, go back and comprehend it carefully. Swords are not just simple sword moves, but sword moves are just entry-level foundation building." Looking at Feng Buping, Lin Ye's long sword was sheathed and said lightly.

If it were Lin Ye in the past, Feng Buping now would probably be a corpse that could not move.

However, with the improvement of his sword realm, Lin Ye is now even more peaceful. Therefore, he accepted the disciple Lin Pingzhi, bypassed the Jade Jizi, and gave guidance to Feng Buping.

"Don't you kill me?" Feng Buping opened his eyes and said in surprise when he heard Lin Ye's words.

"Why do you want to kill you?" Lin Ye looked at Feng Buping and said lightly.

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Feng Buping's face turned red and white, and then sighed silently and said, "Thank you, I understand. There will be no Feng Buping in the Sword Sect in the world from now on."

The long sword returned to the sheath, Feng Buping bowed three times to Lin Ye, and then walked into the depths of the forest.

"You can continue practicing swords." After stopping in place for a while, Lin Ye turned toward Lin Ping's way.

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Lin Pingzhi nodded slightly, pulled out the stone sword behind him, and continued to wave it.

The wave stopped suddenly, but it was never possible to achieve the real step, either shaking, crossing the line, or not.

I kept swinging my sword, and after a while I was sweating profusely, which was much more exhausting than the previous direct stabbing.

With the power, combined with the weight of the stone sword itself, it is really difficult to recover the power when it suddenly slashes down.

Fortunately, this is not a practical battle, otherwise Lin Pingzhi's muscle would have been damaged by cramps for a long time.

"Don't use your eyes to estimate the distance." Lin Ye, who was standing beside him, looked at Lin Pingzhi who was sweating profusely and said lightly.

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Lin Pingzhi was slightly stunned. The movement in his hand stopped, and he turned his head thoughtfully. Then he slowly raised his right hand and slashed it violently, but it was just like before.

Instead of staring at his sword as before, his eyes glanced at the distance, and then stopped without looking at the chop.

He nodded slightly, then shook his head again. Lin Ye found a big tree and sat down, closing his eyes slightly.

(It's so miserable, there are only 200 recommendations a day, it's really sad to look at! Please recommend it~~~~~)
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