Towards Wang Chongyang's death, it was impossible for Lin Langtian not to be sad. After all, he was his master.
This world was too real. Perhaps this was another world in itself, so it was easy to develop feelings.
The next day, Lin Langtian came to the edge of the ancient tomb again. Just as he appeared, that woman appeared again. Looking at Lin Langtian's murderous expression, it was even colder than yesterday.
"What are you doing here again?"
"Let's spar."
Upon hearing Lin Langtian's words, the woman struck out with her ice sword once again, not concealing the killing intent within her sword art in the slightest.
Meanwhile, Lin Langtian had also unsheathed his Dragon Spring Sword. The two of them crossed swords, and when they looked into each other's eyes, it wasn't the telepathy of lovers, but the sparks of enemies.
Ding, ding, ding…
Lin Langtian was not the only one who felt the subtlety of the three hundred consecutive moves. Even the woman could feel the subtlety of the exchange between the two. However, this subtlety only appeared when the two of them were in love or killing each other.
Not far away, Wang Chongyang was watching the two of them fight each other with their sword techniques, but in fact, they cooperated perfectly. He immediately thought of an old friend who had already left.
He had even read the Jade Girl Heart Sutra when he was alive. He did not expect the last chapter to be so wonderful. He thought that it was just a little bit of Lin Chaoying's longing.
"Cough cough cough…"
Wang Chongyang felt that his body was getting worse and worse. He looked in the direction of the two of them again with a trace of sadness on his face.
For the next seven days, Lin Langtian would come to the edge of the ancient tomb to spar with the woman. In everyone's eyes, Lin Langtian wanted to pry into the secret of the Dual Sword Fusion, but in reality, he was waiting for the moment when the cheetah pounced at full strength.
In this world, the most terrifying thing was the most patient hunter. Although Lin Langtian wasn't the most patient, he wasn't in a rush to succeed.
"Master has ascended to immortality!"
In the Chong Yang Palace, tens of thousands of Quan Zhen Sect disciples were standing in front of Bai Ling. In the middle of the palace were Zhou Botong and the Eight Disciples of Quan Zhen Sect, guarding the spirit.
To Lin Langtian, Wang Chongyang's death made him feel a little sad. However, it was not to the extent of the pain of losing a relative. At most, he was just a little sad.
Moreover, he also knew that Wang Chongyang was not really dead. He was just faking his death. His purpose was to lure out those who were coveting the Nine Yin Scripture.
The Nine Yin Scripture in front of them was not only peeked at by those people, but even the disciples in the hall were like hungry wolves staring at their prey.
On the night of the third day, a person charged in. This should be the true strength of a top-notch expert.
Wuwuwu…
Perhaps it was because there were too many people from Quan Zhen Sect, as a deep flute tune sounded, countless poisonous snakes appeared in Chong Yang Palace.
White Camel Mountain!
Looking at those venomous snakes, the Quan Zhen Seven were all shocked. Lin Langtian also looked at those venomous snakes with a serious expression.
Originally, the number of people in the Double Yang Palace had increased by ten times, or even a hundred times. Now, these poisonous snakes were definitely difficult for those disciples with insufficient strength to resist. In an instant, they canceled out their previous advantage.
At this moment, a tall, white figure had already arrived in the air. He was so fast that the disciples could not stop him at all. He was a tall man from the Western Regions. He was 2.1 meters tall. According to the calculation of his height, he was nine feet tall. He was about the same height as the legendary Second Master Guan.
When that person attacked, his palm force flew everywhere. Wherever it passed, there was no match for it!
"Tiangang Big Dipper Formation!"
Seeing this scene, the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect made their move. The seven of them set up a formation and formed a spell. The entire hall was filled with sword light.
In Lin Langtian's eyes, the Quan Zhen Sect's Seven Disciples coordinated with each other and cooperated with each other in offense and defense. They didn't stop at all. If it was an ordinary peak expert, they definitely wouldn't be able to block this endless and ever-changing attack.
However, the tall white man inside was more than enough. He took the attacks of the seven people in an orderly manner and even had time to attack.
Seeing this scene, Lin Langtian did not make a move because he knew that if he went up, he would only be a hindrance and would not be able to compete with the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen's Big Dipper Big Dipper Formation.
Ouyang Feng was also a little afraid of the Big Dipper Formation. Looking at the formation that could not be defeated after a long time, he disdained to fight it for a long time. Instead, he retreated and lay on the ground.
Caw! Caw! Croak...
With a sound like a toad's swelling, the Quanzhen Seven Sword Momentum formed a row of two, each resting on the shoulder of the person in front. Finally, their strength gathered on Ma Yu, who was in the front.
It wasn't that they didn't want to interrupt the toad technique, but that they didn't have the ability to do so. They couldn't ignore it either, so they could only resist or escape.
But could they escape?
Pa!
Under the toad technique, Ouyang Feng rushed out like a cannonball and met Ma Yu's palm.
Its momentum was like the roaring of the ocean, and its strength was like toppling mountains and overturning seas!
The Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect's Big Dipper Big Dipper Formation was powerful, but at this moment, Ouyang Feng's Toad Technique also sent them flying backward and landed fiercely in the hall.
Looking at Ouyang Feng who was still moving forward, Lin Langtian's longsword struck out at this moment. The Dragon Spring Sword in his hand flashed with a cold light and turned into a bolt of lightning, instantly appearing in front of Ouyang Feng.
Looking at Lin Langtian's age, Ouyang Feng carelessly wanted to grab Dragon Spring with one hand.
However, just as Ouyang Feng was about to grab the sword, Lin Langtian's sword shook. Not only did he avoid Ouyang Feng's hand, but he also sliced through Ouyang Feng's large hand and headed towards Ouyang Feng's neck acupoint.
However, Lin Langtian was only a disciple after all. Ouyang Feng dodged Lin Langtian's long sword with a twist of his wrist and aimed his palm at Lin Langtian's chest.
Sweeping the snow and making tea!
Lin Langtian's longsword failed to stab forward. However, in a roundabout manner, a sword light had already appeared in front of him like a full moon. With a flash of brilliance, this sword would definitely chop off Ouyang Feng's attacking hand. Hence, Ouyang Feng hurriedly withdrew his attack and retreated twenty feet away.
"What a good junior, to be able to reach such a realm in sword arts, even Wang Chongyang would not be able to reach this level. Unfortunately, your power is still too shallow!”
Ouyang Feng looked at Lin Langtian. Although his eyes were filled with admiration, his killing intent was also overflowing.
Lin Langtian and Ouyang Feng faced each other. The disciples outside the door were also filled with shock when they saw this scene.
Just now, they had only seen the figures fighting in the hall, but they did not expect that Lin Langtian, who was like them, had such attainments in sword arts.
"Thank you for your praise, Senior."
"Fine, you're a junior, so I won't bully you. I'll show you the ultimate technique of White Camel Mountain, the Spirit Snake Fist!”
Ouyang Feng attacked once again. His palms were like venomous snakes spitting out their tongues. Lin Langtian's sword technique also flashed with sword shadows, instantly enveloping all of Ouyang Feng's major acupoints.
The two figures intertwined in the middle. Ouyang Feng's hands were like poisonous snakes. His arms were flexible and weak, but his palm techniques were abnormally sinister.
Lin Langtian's swordsmanship was open and aboveboard. His sword radiance was dazzling, and he was actually tied with Ouyang Feng within dozens of moves. Even the Seven Disciples of Quan Zhen Sect looked at Lin Langtian in shock.
Previously, they still felt that Ouyang Feng's words were somewhat exaggerated. Now, they finally understood that Lin Langtian's sword art had truly reached a level that could be compared to Wang Chongyang and the rest.
Ding!
Suddenly, Ouyang Feng pushed away Lin Langtian's sword with one palm, and then struck his other palm at Lin Langtian's chest.
Pa!
Faced with this palm, Lin Langtian's longsword was unable to defend in time, and he hurriedly used his Chongyang Palm to meet it.
Puff!
Under the palm strike, Lin Langtian was instantly sent flying by the surging palm force that was like a mountain and sea. He then retreated seven to eight steps before stopping. Ouyang Feng only took three quiet steps before he dispelled Lin Langtian's Double Ninth Palm Force.
"Puff!"
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lin Langtian's injuries were already pretty much healed, and there wasn't much of a problem.
However, in the eyes of the others, Lin Langtian was seriously injured by Ouyang Feng's palm. After all, Ouyang Feng was a figure of a certain level. It was already extremely rare for Lin Langtian to survive a palm strike from Ouyang Feng.
"Die!"
Looking at Lin Langtian, Ouyang Feng's blade-like eyes were filled with killing intent because he saw a threat.
Ouyang Feng's qinggong was so fast that it was too late for the Quan Zhen Seven to stop him. They could only watch as Ouyang Feng's palm struck Lin Langtian's face.
Bang!
Right at this moment, the coffin suddenly exploded. Following that, Wang Chongyang, who was originally already dead, appeared in the sky above Lin Langtian as if he had regained his senses.
In the blink of an eye, his figure flashed again, and he had already pointed his finger at Ouyang Feng's palm.
Bang!
With a finger, Ouyang Feng was sent flying and landed outside the hall.
" Wang Chongyang, you're dead!"
The combination of the Xiantian Art and the Single Solar Finger had severely injured Ouyang Feng's heart meridian. Ouyang Feng would need at least several years to recover.
"Puff!"
Wang Chongyang, who had severely injured Ouyang Feng, also spat out a mouthful of blood. He really had a last gasp just now.
Previously, Wang Chongyang had been using that breath to hang on to his life. Now that he used that breath to heavily injure Ouyang Feng, he naturally would not live long.
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