"Ouyang Feng, very good!" Lin Ye's body trembled slightly, but she was extremely excited.

If you want to make a breakthrough, one is to practice hard, the other is to practice martial arts with people of the same realm, and the third is the easiest and most dangerous. There is a battle of life and death, and under great pressure, you force yourself to break through.

It is the easiest and most dangerous to realize the great enlightenment in the ray of life and death.

When he walked down the Zuixian Tower, he saw a bright red spot on the ground, and several corpses were all dead under Ouyang Feng. In front of the Zuixian Tower, he saw a tall middle-aged man wearing white clothes and a brown and yellow face standing straight there. Seeing Lin Ye coming down, his eyes were like swords and extremely sharp.

"You are Lin Ye, you killed my Ke'er?" Seeing Hong Qigong behind Lin Ye, a trace of fear flashed in Ouyang Feng's eyes, and then he spoke, his voice as if it were a clang of metal.

"It's me." Lin Ye nodded slightly and admitted.

Lin Ye was not very interested in those jianghu people who died under Ouyang Feng.

When I returned to Zuixian Tower, I had already shut him down. Until the news of my invitation to fight against the Western Poison Ouyang Feng was later spread, countless people from the world came.

Dead under Ouyang Feng's men, they can only blame them for meddling in other people's business.

Knowing that Lin Ye and Ouyang Feng had already met, there were more and more people around him, but they were afraid to enter the range of the Zuixian Tower, and they only dared to watch from afar, for fear of being followed by those people just now.

"Old beggar, are you going to help him?" Ouyang Feng looked at Hong Qigong standing behind Lin Ye and spoke.

"This is your business. The old beggar will not meddle in other people's business. However, I have been eating and drinking for a month. Some people I always beggars have to be protected." Looking at Ouyang Feng, Hong Qigong said with a point of view, with a firm tone.

"Very good. I heard that you fought with Brother Yao in Taihu a month ago. Today, Ouyang Feng wants to see how capable you are." Hearing Hong Qigong's words, Ouyang Feng felt angry, but his face was normal and he couldn't tell anything. Ouyang Feng said to Lin Ye.

At the same time, the snake staff in his hand fell heavily to the ground, making a clanging sound.

"Why do you need to say too much? Today, you and me will definitely survive. Ouyang Feng, can you let me achieve sword skills?" Lin Ye gently brushed the green steel sword in his hand and said slowly to Ouyang Feng.

After hearing Lin Ye's words, Ouyang Feng felt a little nervous. On the way to Jiaxing, Ouyang Feng had already known Lin Ye's origin along the way, but most of them were dissatisfied with it. While trying to avenge Ouyang Ke, he also wanted to take over the martial arts in Lin Ye's hand, which might make his martial arts great progress and then capture the Nine Yin Scriptures. Fortunately, he will win the title of No. 1 in the next Huashan Sword Contest.

"Hmph, I'll let you go to hell to prove the sword." Ouyang Feng couldn't help but snort coldly when he heard Lin Ye's words, and then said coldly.

"If I die under your hands, I will not succeed in my swordsmanship, and I can only blame myself for my lack of strength." Lin Ye said lightly. At this moment, he had already put life and death aside, and his heart was all tied to the swordsmanship. Fighting Ouyang Feng was for the swordsmanship, living for the swordsmanship, and death was still for the swordsmanship.

However, just as Lin Ye's words fell, Ouyang Feng appeared in front of Lin Ye like a snake in an instant, and raised the golden iron snake staff in his hand to smash it towards Lin Ye's forehead.

Faced with Ouyang Feng's sudden attack, Lin Ye was not panicked or shocked at all.

Zheng!

A sound of gold and iron, a cold light flashed, and the steel sword in his hand was unsheathed. The tip of the sword faced Ouyang Feng's snake staff and turned around in the air. Ouyang Feng's very strong force was originally turned like Lin Ye, but only three points of strength remained.

If you draw a sword without a sheath, your speed will naturally be faster. However, Lin Ye’s sword is not a fast sword, but more emphasis is on momentum.

The sword was unsheathed and its momentum rose. Lin Ye had enough confidence. If he really wanted to draw the sword and raise his momentum, he would really raise his sword intent and sword momentum to the peak, even if Wang Chongyang reborn, he would never dare to take on his strongest sword head-on.

The snake staff turned around, like a spiritual snake. The originally tall and heavy snake staff was in Ouyang Feng's hands. It was very clever and easy to advance and retreat. Its exquisiteness was no less than the jade flute sword technique used by Huang Yaoshi that day.

"Swish!" Just as the snake staff was swirling, the head carved on the snake staff suddenly opened its mouth, and a black light flashed from it, but it was a poisonous needle covered with poisonous.

"The hidden arrow hurts people, but you can't do it." The sword light flashed, and before the sword touched, its sword energy cut it off. The poison needle fell to the ground, and there was a trace of white mist, which showed the depth of its toxicity.

"I thought that the heroes in the world should not be a pharmacist, old beggar, Nandi, today I don't want to have a stunning and beautiful person like you in the Central Plains. In the future, you will have a place for the sword contest in Huashan. Unfortunately, you will not live that day." Ouyang Feng's eyes became more and more murderous. He was originally just avenging his son, but at this moment he was shocked to realize that Lin Ye in front of him had such cultivation at such an age. If he had let him practice for two or three years, he would probably be the second Wang Chongyang. How could he get the first place in the world be the first? Thinking of this, Ouyang Ke made up his mind to kill Lin Ye at all costs today, otherwise it would be even more difficult to kill Lin Ye when Lin Ye's cultivation level is higher in the future.

"According to swords in Huashan, unfortunately, it is not about swords. I am different from what you want. All I pursue is supreme swordsmanship. Ouyang Feng, I am increasingly looking forward to whether you can let me truly prove the sword." Looking at Ouyang Feng, Lin Ye was extremely calm.

Just now, three of Lin Ye's sword shadows were still Ximen Chuxue's sword. It was not his real sword. How could he prove the sword and prove the Tao?

Not enough, not enough. If you fight again, you must understand your own swordsmanship.

The swords and wars were fighting, and the sound of metal and iron sounded loudly. In the eyes of others, two people were fighting in a ball, and the sparks burst out from the collision of weapons were actually invisible with the naked eye.

"Is this the strength of the Five Awesome?" Looking at the two people fighting, they completely subverted their cognition. One of the people watching looked at the sword in his hand, shook his head, and said bitterly.

"After today, if Lin Ye does not die, the Huashan Sword Competition will be the best in the world, I am afraid that Lin Ye will fall on Lin Ye's head."

"For decades and hundreds of years, Lin Ye can be produced in the world. He may not have anything else in his life except swords. He seems to have been born for a sword." One of the people in the world who used swords said with a little emotion. Swords are just an ordinary weapon for them, but for swordsmen like Lin Ye, they are their beliefs, their spirits, and their life and souls.

"I am not sincere to the sword, but not sincere to others. I am not worthy of being a swordsman. I have been practicing swords for twenty years and claim that I am not as good as the five great masters. But with swordsmanship, I can still be proud of myself. Today I realize that I am not a swordsman at all." Among the onlookers, a middle-aged strong man took off the sword from his waist, stepped forward three steps, placed it in front of the plaque of the gate of the Zuixian Tower, then bent down silently, then returned to the crowd, and continued to watch this shocking showdown.

"How many people can hold the word "swordsman" in this world?" Then a few people stood up in the crowd, with bitter glory on their faces, untied their own swords and placed them where the middle-aged man had just put them.

In just a short moment, dozens of long swords were added there, including sharp and exquisite steel swords.

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Chapter completed!