"Although others help me, my words are still valid. If you take my sword and don't die, I won't be in trouble for you." I slowly raised the long sword in my hand. It was an ordinary long sword, but now it was stained with a drop of blood, bright red, bright red, and scary.

"This kind of sword technique is so fast..." Everyone was stunned and looked at Lin Ye who had retracted the sword.

"My apprentice, when will it be the outsider's turn to take care of you? Rong'er will give you Senior Sister Mei." Everyone felt a flash of sight. The mysterious man in the green robe who was standing behind Mei Chaofeng just now came to everyone. He raised his right hand and took off his mask. Huang Yaoshi took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and said to Huang Rong.

"Dad."

"Master!"

Seeing Huang Yaoshi, Lu Chengfeng and Huang Rong were standing beside him and couldn't help but be shocked.

"The blink of an eye?" Looking at Huang Yaoshi, Lin Ye said slowly after Huang Yaoshi finished giving instructions.

"Who is your master?" Looking at Lin Ye, even Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but be amazed.

"All learnings are self-realization." Looking at Huang Yaoshi, Lin Ye said lightly.

However, Lin Ye is not a false statement. Although he had observed Ximen Chuxue's sword skills for himself, he did not learn Ximen Chuxue's sword. Instead, he realized his sword skills and formed his own way through his sword skills, and had not yet been perfected.

Otherwise, even if Huang Yaoshi took all his strength, he would not be able to stop the sword.

But even so, the sword just now penetrated Mei Chaofeng's lower abdomen. If he was not treated in time, he would die.

"Self-study? Hum." Hearing Lin Ye's words, Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but snorted lightly.

"I knew swords at the age of three, and learned swords at the age of four, and were accompanied by food and sleep. There was no separation at all. I learned swords until I was ten years old and realized that the swords in the world were not as good as clouds. At this point, I abandoned swords and realized swords. I have been able to get started for another six years. I am looking for masters to prove the swordsmanship and the five evil spirits. I hope you can prove my swordsmanship. Please stop." Looking at Huang Yaoshi, Lin Ye slowly spoke up.

From the initial sword recognition, sword recognition, and sword learning, Lin Ye has now completely devoted himself to the world of swords.

Ximen Chuxue, Ye Gucheng, and the countless swordsmen, Lin Ye can understand why they can contribute everything to the sword.

Because the sword is their life, the sword is their faith.

After hearing what Lin Ye said, everyone was stunned.

I have seen someone obsessed with martial arts, but Lin Ye in front of me can be said to be a sword fool, and a sword is life.

"If all you say is true, then I have to admire the whipping of the corpse, but I want to see what you are capable of in the so-called swordsmanship." First, he sighed, then he snorted coldly. Huang Yaoshi's right hand shook, and there was no movement. A jade long Xiao appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"There are five masters in the martial arts world. I hope you, Huang Yaoshi, can let me prove the sword and prove the truth." He unsheathed again, held the sheath in his left hand and stretched the distance between the three fists on his chest, and slowly drew the sword.

Slowly, it reached the extreme. With the sound of metal and iron friction, the long sword was slowly pulled out by Lin Ye. With the drawing of the sword, Lin Ye's sword force also slowly increased with the drawing of the sword.

"State!" A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and Huang Yaoshi knew in his heart that if Lin Ye was asked to draw the sword like this and when his momentum reached its peak, even if he was himself, he would definitely not be able to take the sword.

Now he put the jade flute to his mouth and played the song of the blue sea tide.

The song sound was accompanied by the symphony of gold and iron in Lin Ye's hand, like the vast ocean, the tide slowly approached, gradually approaching, and then it was like a flood, hitting the mind.

"The blue sea tide is full of songs, everyone will leave quickly." A look of horror appeared on his face, and Lu Chengfeng said in shock.

Accompanied by Lu Chengfeng's voice, a wave sounded out of thin air. The water of Taihu Lake outside began to churn, like waves of the sea.

"Master Huangdao, please call me!" Influenced by Huang Yaoshi Bihai Shengqu, he knew that his sword could no longer be improved. At that moment, Lin Ye suddenly drew his sword, and a sharp sword sound interrupted Huang Yaoshi Bihai Shengqu.

"Good sword power, good martial arts." Huang Yaoshi looked at Lin Ye and said in a deep voice.

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi put aside Lin Ye's age and truly regarded him as an opponent of the level of Hong Qigong, Duan Zhixing, and Ouyang Feng.

"The shadow of peach blossoms falls and the magic sword, the blue sea tide is born and the jade flute is raised; the blue sea tide is born and the song is born and the music is born and the fruit is well-known." The collision between the flute and the sword is like a metal and iron, making a loud sound.

"If you hadn't had your internal strength as much as you could with me, I would have been defeated." After the mistake, Huang Yaoshi looked at a white scratch on the jade flute and said to Lin Ye in a voice.

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them showed a shocked look on their faces. You should know who Huang Yaoshi is, that is Dongxie, one of the five great masters in the world.

Especially Huang Rong and Lu Chengfeng, who know that Huang Yaoshi are proud, know how difficult it would be to let their father and master admit that they are not as good as each other.

After thinking about this, the two of them looked at Lin Ye as if they were looking at a monster.

"But that's just if, you are not defeated at this moment." Lin Ye said slowly with his sword in his arms.

The sword intent on his body became more and more fierce, and the momentum on his body rose again.

"Okay, I want to see if you have the ability to do it." The internal force was activated, and the green cloth robe on Huang Yaoshi suddenly floated up, but the internal force was shocking. Just now, when Huang Yaoshi took action, he did not stimulate all his internal force when he took action, but claimed his identity, and took seven points of force, leaving three points of spare force. Once he fought, he realized that although he still underestimated Lin Ye, he was already at a disadvantage.

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi took all his strength, and Lin Ye could not compete with his internal strength alone.

Lin Ye naturally knew this, but he was not afraid at all. He lacked internal strength and could not engage in a long-lasting fierce battle, so he would end the battle in the shortest time.

The battle between the strong and the strong has never been based on the depth of internal strength.

Just like Xu Zhu enjoys the internal strength of Tianshan Tonglao, Li Qiushui and Wuyazi for nearly two hundred years, but if he really makes a one-on-one duel with Qiao Feng, he may not be able to beat Qiao Feng.

"Master Huangdao, please verify my sword skills!" After the words, Lin Ye's sword came out, and a cold light shone brightly. Accompanied by the sound of sword sounds, the cold light was like clouds in the mountains, forming a force of covering the sky in a moment, covering the entire hall.

Sharp and sharp.

After sixteen years of hard practice, the world was shocked after being born.

This is Lin Ye’s current sword, this is Lin Ye’s current intention.

The sword is the medium, the sword is the body, the meaning is the medium, and the meaning is the soul.

Swords and people are not distinguished from each other.
Chapter completed!