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"Oh, I forgot to deliver meals to Junior Brother Yin first.__/138 Reading Shu Lu 138 Reading Shu Lu/ Junior Brother Yin should use meals first so as not to have no strength to do it?"

Zhao Zhijing reached out to draw his sword, but then he remembered that he was still holding the food box in his hand. He said sarcastically, and threw it away. The food box came out and flew straight to Yin Zhiping's door.

Yin Zhiping reached out and held it, holding it firmly, and then transformed all the forces attached to it. There was no sound of a collision between the bowls and dishes in the bowl. Then he stretched out his hand and threw it. The bowls and dishes flew straight to the ground under the eaves of Sigongtang, and it still fell steadily without making any sound of a collision between the bowls and dishes. He added a whirlpool force to this throw. When the bowls were about to fall to the ground, the force of the rounding was exactly the same as the bowls and the sound of the bowls and dishes would not make any sound. ",

The power control of this hand made Zhao Zhijing shocked him. He couldn't do it now. Then he gritted his teeth and said to himself: "No matter how high his power is, no matter how good his power control is, as long as he is not as fast as me, he will definitely lose. At least if he can't hit me, I will be invincible first." Thinking of this, he pulled out the long sword he wore on his waist with a "choke" and pointed the sword at Yin Zhiping and said: "Junior Brother Yin, please stop."

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Yin Zhiping is alone on the lonely peak most of the days, and this is the Chongyang Palace of the Quanzhen Pope. He is not worried about fighting with others, so he often puts the sword in the room and does not wear it on his body. It is not like when he was walking in the world before, and when he was sleeping, he always puts the sword at the head of the bed.

He practiced his internal skills cross-legged in bed for a night, and then he came out and only made a set of great Dao fists to soothe his muscles and bones. He did not come out with his sword. As for Ziwei's soft sword, he had to wear a belt. He had always carried it with him, but he naturally would not let Ziwei get out of the sheath and easily show it in front of others. Besides, an opponent like Zhao Zhijing is not worthy of him using Ziwei. Seeing Yang Guo wearing a long sword around his waist, he was too lazy to go back to his room to get the silver dragon and said to Yang Guo: "Guo'er, borrow your sword as your master."

Yang Guo responded without hesitation, pulled out the long sword from his waist, held the sword body flat with both hands and handed it over.

Yin Zhiping reached out to take it, signaled Yang Guo to retreat, then turned the tip of the sword and pointed at Zhao Zhijing and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, please stop."

"Okay." Zhao Zhijing agreed without making any gestures. As soon as he finished speaking, he was already bullied and used the "Immortal to guide the way" and stabbed Yin Zhiping with a sword in his chest.

When he used his light skills to go up the mountain, he had already shown that he had a very fast speed. Now he attacked faster. But this was only compared to him before. In Yin Zhiping's eyes, Zhao Zhijing's speed only surprised him a little.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Zhijing's sword stabbed in front of his chest. Yin Zhiping raised his hand and crossed the sword. But before the two swords were caught, Zhao Zhijing suddenly withdrew the sword and changed his move, and in one move, "Three Plum Blossoms". Three swords were cut at his waist and abdomen.

Yin Zhiping changed the long sword in his hand to vertical, blocking the left and right. The three sounds of "Dangdang" blocked all the three swords of Zhao Zhijing.

The long sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand touched him and left. He did not leave much. He flashed and had already walked behind him. With a move of "slanting wind and drizzle", the sword turned into dozens of cold light and sprinkled on Yin Zhiping's back.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Zhijing changed three moves in a row, changing his direction, taking action, changing moves and moving speeds were so fast. The masters that Yin Zhiping had encountered during the year when he went down the mountain to walk in the world were actually ranked in the top three. Compared with Zhao Zhijing's previous attack speed, he was even more quickly.

Yin Zhiping couldn't help but look at it and said to himself: "Why did this guy Zhao Zhijing take the path of fast sword? What kind of adventure did he get down the mountain? He could have such speed and skill? But if you want to compete with me, then you are playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong's door. Well, I will let you see the ancestor of fast sword and let you know who is faster."

He was secretly shocked, his hands were not slow at all, and his thoughts were turned around. The man had turned around, and the sword in his hand shook, and countless cold lights flashed, like thousands of cold stars bursting, attacking with attack, and fighting with speed.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

A series of dense and rainy sounds of gold and iron clashing sounds. Yin Zhiping used the tip of the sword to attack the tip of the sword and accurately and quickly broke all the dozens of swords that Zhao Zhijing had stabbed. While breaking away, his subordinates did not stop and splashed the sword rain all over the sky and stabbed them at Zhao Zhijing.

While Zhao Zhijing was shocked, he quickly changed his attack to defense and tried his best to block the parry. He swung his sword very quickly, but Yin Zhiping was actually faster than him. After blocking dozens of swords, he could no longer keep up with Yin Zhiping's speed of attack. Seeing that he had just blocked the sword, the sword had no time to block it, so he had to quickly pull back and avoid it.

As soon as he retreated, Yin Zhiping followed him without any permission, but the sword was still transformed into a sky and the sword was thrust into the ground. Zhao Zhijing rushed back and retreated, and Yin Zhiping followed him again. He thought that the light skills that he was as proud as Jiying could not take any advantage.

As soon as his toes landed, Zhao Zhijing did not dare to stop and then flew out. Yin Zhi still did not give in and flew out immediately. The sword in his hand stabbed quickly at the same time, and the sword rain was still everywhere. Zhao Zhijing only saw countless sword tips in his eyes flashing cold light, and he didn't know how many swords Yin Zhiping stabbed in an instant.

He swung his sword hard to block it, and had already exerted his speed to the extreme, but he was still not as fast as Yin Zhiping's sword, and there was still no time to block it, so he could only be forced to retreat continuously. He retreated again and again, and finally he had no choice but to retreat again.

This place is not a wide ground, but the peak of Siguo Peak. It was not big. Zhao Zhijing was forced to retreat continuously by Yin Zhiping, and finally retreated to the edge of a cliff. He could not retreat any longer, so he could only swing his sword to block it. He was going to seize the speed of his victory, but at this time it was a joke in front of Yin Zhiping. He was very fast, but Yin Zhiping was faster than him. He couldn't help but say in surprise: "Has he practiced the Sunflower Book as well?"

He fought to the death, but finally he could not match the speed of Yin Zhiping's sword. He had just blocked the sword that stabbed him in the abdomen, but he couldn't stop Yin Zhiping's next sword that stabbed him in the throat. At this critical moment of life and death, he couldn't help but feel frightened. He quickly shouted: "Don't kill me."

Yin Zhiping had no intention of killing Zhao Zhijing, but now he killed Zhao Zhijing. He couldn't get rid of it. His sword stopped at Zhao Zhijing's Adam's apple and did not continue to stab forward.

The cold sword tip was pressing against the Adam's apple. It made Zhao Zhijing's hair stand on his body, and his scalp was about to explode. There was a sharp sword in front of his throat and a cliff behind him. When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and felt a chill on his forehead. It turned out that there was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead. When the cold wind in winter was blown, he felt cold.

Although he was not dead, Zhao Zhijing was also ashamed at this time. He looked at Yin Zhiping in shock and suspicion and said, "You are not the martial arts of my Quanzhen Sect."

Yin Zhiping smiled slightly, put the sword behind him, "What Brother Zhao used does not seem to be the martial arts of this sect."

His sentence was actually a bit wrong. What Zhao Zhijing used, whether it was sword skills or light skills, was still completely the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect, but the speed was much faster. However, the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect cannot be practiced so quickly, at least it would not allow Zhao Zhijing to be able to make such a quick and fast just when he opened the Ren and Du meridians. Therefore, the internal force he used to urge was completely certain. It was definitely not the internal power of the Quanzhen Sect.

Therefore, if you refer to internal skills, Yin Zhiping's sentence is not wrong. And because he saw that Zhao Zhijing used other internal skills, Zhao Zhijing was sure that he did not dare to refute it. Quanzhen Sect is relatively broad in terms of external skills and moves, and if there are reasonable and appropriate reasons, he does not object. However, if you change the internal skills of other schools, it is absolutely not allowed to easily change the internal skills of other schools without reporting to the teachings. After being taught, you will be punished even if you learn it. At the discretion, you will be expelled from the master's sect at the worst, and at the worst, you will be abolished from the martial arts of the sect. The punishment can be said to be very heavy, so he is sure that Zhao Zhijing does not dare to refute it.

By defaulting on Yin Zhiping's words, Zhao Zhijing could still say that he had just learned the two external skills of other families. If he refuted, Yin Zhiping insisted on pursuing and verifying it. At that time, he went to Liuzi to test it. As long as he took his pulse, he could find out that he had privately learned the internal skills of other schools, and he would inevitably be severely punished. Whether he was expelled from the master's sect or abolished his martial arts, it was not something he could accept.

He also suspected that Yin Zhiping had learned other internal skills, even the "Sunflower Book" he obtained, otherwise how to explain Yin Zhiping could have such a fast body movement and attack speed. But he thought that Yin Zhiping had already practiced the second level of "Tiangang Zhengfa", this speculation and doubt would no longer stand. If Yin Zhiping really practiced the "Sunflower Book", he would never be able to practice the "Tiangang Zhengfa" anyway, and he had an understanding of this.

Zhao Zhijing did not refute it. After deciding on this sentence, he nodded and said, "Okay, I lost, but I will definitely find this place again in the future." He said to himself: "When I practice the Sunflower Book to great success, I will definitely be able to pass you soon."

Since he had admitted defeat, Yin Zhiping did not mean to keep him any more. He turned his hand to make way and said lightly: "No."

Zhao Zhijing put his sword in the sheath and walked down the mountain without saying a word. When he was still five or six feet away from the road down the mountain, a fat figure suddenly climbed up from the mountain road. But it was Lu Qingdu, who was so tired that he was panting and sweating profusely. His light skills were too poor, and Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing fought quickly and fought very quickly. Although they probably had hundreds of swords from each other, the time passed was very short. Until the two finished fighting, he came up slowly.

"Master." Lu Qingdu panted and shouted at Zhao Zhijing, looking at the situation on the top of the peak, but he couldn't figure out what had happened, or nothing had happened.

Zhao Zhijing came with confidence, but lost a lot. Under Yin Zhiping's attack just now, he had no power to fight back. Looking at Lu Qingdu's image as fat as he was, he felt like a fat pig, and he couldn't help but feel disgusted.

He glanced at him, too lazy to pay attention to it, snorted coldly, and walked over him and went down the mountain.

"Master." Lu Qingdu couldn't understand the situation even more, so he chased him behind and shouted again.

Zhao Zhijing ignored it at all and did not see how to act. He went straight down to the hillside in a few steps. Lu Qingdu didn't care about taking a look at the top of the peak, so he had to chase him again. To be continued...
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