A few days later.

The morning light begins to reveal the whiteness of fish belly in the east.

Long Qingyun said goodbye to Mo Tianyu, Bai Yunqi and several teachers, and under the escort of Niu Ben, Wang Gao and Liu Wenlong, he went down to Tianmu Mountain.

Under the four large-character official script gates of "Songyang Sword Mansion", Long Qingyun leaped on his horse and bowed to his three brothers.

The Songyang Sword Mansion behind him is built against the mountain, with its corridors back and its eaves and teeth high, stretching for hundreds of acres, making it magnificent.

Yesterday, I was also here to bid farewell to Tuoba Xi. An important thing happened in the Western Qiang, and Tuoba Xi was recalled to the Western Qiang by his father Tuoba Gong.

Long Qingyun only found out yesterday that Tuoba Xi was the daughter of the Prince of the Western Qiang, although he was "a beautiful lady, a gentleman is a good match."

Tuoba Xi is also pretty, lively and playful, but his family is very different and he is a hostile country. Although he is not as tense as Donghan and Nanyong, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no war between the two countries in the future.

Thinking of this, Long Qingyun couldn't help but feel a little excited. He rode his horse and headed towards Lingyin Temple.

A cup of tea.

While galloping on the horse, we came to a valley.

On both sides are lush maple leaves. Although they are not as beautiful as the autumn maple leaves, they are also lush and the scenery is quite pleasant.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of fighting in the woods ahead. When I looked up, I saw a few red-maned horses scattered on the side of the road.

Long Qingyun turned over and got off the horse, and left after the sound.

I saw three tough men in black besieging a man and a woman. The man was an old man in gray robe who was in his age of obedience, and his hair and beard were all white. The woman was fifteen or sixteen years old, and her white clothes were fluttering.

Among the three black clothes, the leader was a strong middle-aged man. He was holding a short cold iron knife in his hand. The handle of the knife was pitch black, and his body was shining with a bright light. His left foot suddenly kicked the ground, and his body was like an arrow leaving the string to slash at the old man in the gray robe.

The old man in gray robe blocked the sword and took three steps back. His chest rolled, and with a "pop", he couldn't help but spray a mouthful of thick blood.

"Grandpa". The woman in white next to her was full of worry and couldn't help but shout. She wanted to come over to help, but she had been entangled by two young men in black and could not be cloned.

"How can two young men besiege a woman? It's so shameless!" Long Qingyun couldn't help but frowned slightly.

The woman in white screamed for a moment.

The middle-aged man in black continued to slash at the old man in gray robe, and a straight light shone out on the blade, as if it was thunderous.

"Grandpa Be careful." During the fight between the woman in white, she did not forget to remind the old man in gray robe.

With a "chi" sound, a hole was cut on the white robe on the left shoulder of the woman in white.

The old man in gray robe was shaking, and when he heard the woman's reminder, he used all his strength and raised his sword to block it.

With a clang, the sword in his hand was shaken away by the black-clothed middle-aged short sword.

The old man in gray robe had exhausted his internal strength and had already become exhausted.

The middle-aged man in black showed no sign of stopping. The sharp blade was as powerful as red lightning, stabbing at the old man in gray robe.

A "swish" sound, sharp and harsh!

The middle-aged man in black almost flew away from his hand.

When I looked closely, there was a young man in blue robe in front of me, holding a Longquan sword in his hand, full of true energy, his breath was as stirred by wind and thunder, and his eyes were filled with a captivating cold light.

The middle-aged man in black couldn't help but be stunned, but this person was a reckless man who had been immersed in the world for many years. How could he be scared by a young man? He turned his right hand and stabbed his backhand. The blade broke through the wind and made a sharp roar.

Long Qingyun turned over in the air, and the Longquan sword in his hand turned into light and shadow all over the sky, sprinkling towards the middle-aged man in black.

It is the "stormy waves" in the "Blue Waves and Flowing Cloud Sword".

The sword energy is fast, the sword force is strong and the sword intent is unrestrained and smooth. The sword force is enough to open a mountain and split a stone!

The middle-aged man in black seemed to be shrouded in a sword shadow, rushing left and right, moving forward and retreating, no matter how he dodged in any direction, he had no way to dodge!

The middle-aged man in black panicked and raised his knife to block it.

With a "clang", the short knife was shaken to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The middle-aged man in black had a frightened look, full of shock, as if he didn't believe it was true.

The cold sword tip was placed on the neck of the middle-aged man in black, and there was a little cold light. Long Qingyun stood with his sword twisted, showing a heroic appearance.

Maple leaves all over the sky fell one after another, and the world was filled with solemnity.

The fight next to him had also stopped. Two men in black stood in the area, looking at the Longquan sword in Long Qingyun's hand in fear and fear.

The woman in white held the shaking body of the old man in gray robe and leaned against a maple tree.

Long Qingyun had a solemn face and Ling Ran said, "What are you having a deep hatred? You actually took such a heavy hand?"

The middle-aged man in black was about to answer.

At this time, the woman in white moved forward and walked slowly towards Long Qingyun, bowed and said aloud: "Thank you for your rescue. Little woman Ling Zhiyan, grandpa and I passed by here. These people chased after him, and without saying a word, they just slashed and slashed."

The sound is as crisp and pleasant as a lark.

The woman's eyes were clear and her eyelashes were trembling slightly, as if she had not recovered from the horror and worries she had just now. Her skin was clear and she had delicate and delicate facial features. After saying that, she lowered her head slightly, and her reserved and shy attitude was beyond words.

This shyness is not as unrestrained and bold as Tuoba Xi, but is a natural expression of shyness after fear.

It is the kind of panic, the pressure caused by being rescued, and the surprise revealed after being rescued, which then forms a shy attitude.

It was like a gentle sheep, who needed the protection of the strong. Long Qingyun couldn't help but look in a daze and his heart was swaying.

"Dada"

A rush of horse hooves sounded.

In the dust, seven or eight strong men came on horseback, leading a man with gray robe and black face, while the rest were all black.

As soon as I arrived at the roadside, I saw Long Qingyun twisting his sword in his hand from afar. The man in black shouted loudly:

"Leave people under the sword."

While shouting, he had already turned over and got off the horse and rushed towards him. When he shouted the word "man", he suddenly jumped up and just listened

There was a "bang".

This man had a long black whip like a water snake in his hand slashing towards Long Qingyun in the air. The strong wind ripped apart and let out a sharp roar.

In an instant, Long Qingyun drew his sword and dodged and moved away.

The middle-aged man in black was suddenly rescued and said happily:

"Brother!"

Long Qingyun looked away and turned out to be a tall and black-faced man with a tall and angzi, about thirty years old.

Holding a long whip in his hand, he was majestic and filled with a sparse and heroic aura.

The longer the soft weapon, the more difficult it is to use. A person who can use eight-foot whip is considered a master in the martial arts world.

The long whip in this man's hand is more than two feet long.

He waved his whip and thrust towards Long Qingyun with a thunderous force. Long Qingyun walked on the ground, retreating more than two feet, avoiding this harsh thrust.

It is familiar to say, "One inch long, one inch strong."

Faced with such a long snake whip, Long Qingyun could only pay attention to observation and was not in a hurry to attack.

Ling Zhiyan, a woman in white next to her, looked at Long Qingyun with her eyes straight, for fear that she would make a mistake.

Long Qingyun used the cover of the maple forest to avoid the fierce wind of eight or nine whips one after another.

With the sound of "pa", two maple trees were cut off.

The two-meter-long whip is also very laborious when putting in the hand. The whip man is a little anxious and his movements are slightly slow.

Long Qingyun roared, stepped on the ground with his left foot, rose into the air, and rubbed his right foot on the maple tree, flying more than three feet high.

Suddenly, he turned over in the air, and turned into a sword light on his head and feet, diving down to the whip man.

The whip man is not an ordinary person. The whip he swung suddenly turned and slashed into the air.

At this time, Long Qingyun had already integrated the sword and came through the air. Through the gap between the snake whip, the Longquan sword and the sword edge had been handed to the throat of the man who used the whip.

The man who whipped the whip suddenly felt the biting cold and his face was shocked. "The power of this sword is really shocking the world and weeping ghosts and gods."

"I lost, if I want to kill or cut, I will be able to kill and cut. I want to frown, but it's not Linghu Tai."

The whip man was fearless and full of determination. Although he was defeated, he actually had a sense of awesomeness.

Long Qingyun couldn't help but be stunned and said, "You are Linghu Tai's 'a whip'."

Linghu Tai laughed heartily and said, "It's just below!"

Although this person is a Shandong Xiangma, he is well-known.

During the Beiyong period, Shandong Road belonged to the territory of Dayong, and was at this time the occupied area and under the jurisdiction of Donghan.

"A whip choke" Linghu Tai is a famous horse on Shandong Road. Later, he pulled up a team of 3,000 people to respond to Shandong and Hebei's "Zhongyi Army" to fight against Donghan.
Chapter completed!