Martial arts god-level skin system

Hubei boundary, a certain inn.

"Xiao Er, these broken pieces of silver are yours, open me an upper room and make a pot of good tea." "

The setting sun shone on the official road, and a splendid young man riding a black horse stopped at the door of the inn, handed his mount to the little second brother, threw down a few taels of silver, and walked towards the inn.

"Okay, sir, please!"

In the laughter of the shop junior, the splendid boy came to bring the inn inside.

This young man was dressed in red blood, wanted to hang a long sword, his eyes were like stars, he was quite handsome, and he could be regarded as a handsome son.

However.

His face has a feminine aura, especially a pair of bright eyes, which gives people a sense of yin and evil. On the way he walked into the upper room, the diners and shopkeepers in the inn were gloomy and cool behind them.

"What an evil boy!"

"What kind of martial arts is he practicing, his breath is actually so cold and so evil!"

"It's better to stay away from such people. "

The diners sitting in the hall drinking tea, looking at the back of the splendid young man, one by one, silent, in the rivers and lakes, the hidden dragon and crouching tiger, no one wants to provoke this evil god.

"Dao Chief, the young man who walked over just now is full of evil qi, and he must be an evil person!"

At a certain dining table by the window, a Shaolin lay disciple in the acquired realm said to the Wudang elder opposite.

"Hmm. "

Hearing the words of the Shaolin lay disciple, the Wudang elder nodded slightly, drank tea slowly, and did not say anything, just a pair of bright eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at the upper room, and his expression flashed.

At this moment, in the upper room.

"I really didn't expect that in the year of my retreat and sword training, Engong actually one person and one sword, annihilated Huashan and Songshan, and recently made a big disturbance in Shaolin, leaving a letter of war to challenge the thousand-year-old temple!"

The splendid boy stood by the window, looking at the thin West Mountain, his eyes shining.

"On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, on the bank of the Yangtze River, first destroy Shaolin, then destroy Wudang, only I Hengshan, martial arts is king!"

Silently reciting this sentence in his mouth, the splendid boy was very excited.

How domineering this is!

How powerful this is!

Looking at the blood-colored clouds in the sky, the young man slowly fell into deep thought, scene after scene, welled up in his heart, and remembered the past outside Luoyang City again.

"Engong, after more than a year of hard practice, my sword technique has been completed, and I am no longer the Lin Pingzhi who is bullied by others!"

Staring at the setting sun outside the window, Lin Pingyi's face returned the favor.

At the beginning, Lin Pingzhi was outside Luoyang City, controlled by Mu Feng, and it was Su Yu's sword that cut Mu Gao to save him from the crisis, in addition, Su Yu also revealed to him the location of the Evil Sword Spectrum.

After Lin Pingzhi arrived in Fujian to rent a house, he successfully found and got the sword spectrum to ward off evil, and when he saw the eight words 'if you want to practice this skill, you must first come from the palace', such as being hit by five thunders, after some struggle, he finally practiced the sword from the palace ruthlessly.

"I who master the sword method to ward off evil spirits, and I who enter the realm of grandmaster, I will definitely be able to help Engong!"

The grace of dripping water, the spring of retribution!

Lin Pingzhi was not an ungrateful person, if Su Yu hadn't helped him, he would have been tortured to death by Yu Canghai and Mu Feng long ago.

"When I get to Hengshan, help Engong defeat Shaolin, and rebuild the Fuwei Dart Bureau!"

Lin Pingzhi, who learned the sword technique to ward off evil, has only two goals in life, one is to repay Su Yu, and the other is to revive the family business.

It is worth mentioning that Lin Pingzhi married a local woman before practicing swords from the palace, and after several caves, the woman was pregnant, and he was sure that the Lin family's bloodline could continue, so he swung the sword from the palace.

The Evil Sword Method was truly exquisite, and Lin Pingzhi's cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and in just one year, he directly entered the ranks of grandmasters and became an existence standing at the top of the rivers and lakes.

"Huh, Shaolin and Wudang people?"

When Lin Pingzhi was groaning in the room, the corridor outside the door was where the voice of a passing person came, and it was not difficult to judge from it that the other party was a master of Shaolin and Wudang.

At the moment, the hallway outside the door.

The old man of Wudang said: "For the battle of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the abbot of your temple recalled tens of thousands of lay disciples and personally taught Shaolin stunts, which is really admirable for such courage. "

"Void Spirit Dao Chief, you have passed the prize. The Shaolin lay disciple said: "Now that the Mid-Autumn Moon is full, less than half a year away, this time Shaolin Wudang will join hands again, and he will definitely be able to step on the pulse of Hengshan and capture the great demon Su Yu alive!"

Hearing these words, a terrifying sword power erupted in the room.

Rumble!!

A powerful sword qi slammed open the wooden door of the guest room.

"Insult Engong, you will all die!"

Lin Pingzhi held a long sword, the sword qi around his body swirled, and he walked out of the room angrily, staring coldly at the Shaolin and Wudang people, and stabbed a sword at the Shaolin lay disciple.

He was standing in the room just now, and he heard clearly, it was this Shaolin disciple, who opened his mouth to scold Su Yu as a big devil, and threatened to step on the Hengshan Mountain, which was simply looking for death.

"What kind of sword technique is this!"

That old man of Wudang was just a second-rate master, and when he saw Lin Pingzhi's ruthless sword technique, he was immediately taken aback.

Swish!

The lightning-fast sword technique to ward off evil spirits flashed away.

"Such a fast sword..."

At the throat of the Shaolin lay disciple, there was an extra red thin line, and the thin line slowly expanded, turning into a blood-red mouth, taking his life.

"And you, go and die too!"

Lin Pingzhi stared at the old man of Wudang, the long sword flashed again, and immediately inserted it back into the scabbard, and the movement flowed, and at this moment of receiving, he had already taken the life of the old man of Wudang.

"Who the hell are you..."

The old man of Wudang's eyes widened, his eyes were full of disbelief, his body slowly softened, he didn't even pull out his sword, he was killed by Lin Ping's sword, and he couldn't figure out what kind of sword technique it was, it was so fierce and fast.

"What is the identity of this young man, who dares to kill Shaolin and Wudang!"

"Grandmaster Duo, definitely Grandmaster Duo!"

"His sword is too fast, really too fast!"

"There is such a fast sword technique in the world!"

"I didn't even see what his sword looked like, and the man was already dead!"

The high-rollers who sat down in the hall of the inn and witnessed Lin Pingzhi's sword technique to ward off evil spirits were all stunned, and their eyes were full of shock and jealousy.

At this time, Lin Pingzhi finished killing people, his cold eyes scanned the hall of the inn, and everyone was suddenly silent, and quickly lowered their heads and continued to drink tea, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, and their hearts thumped.

"Little Er'er, this silver ingots are yours, clean up the corpse!"

Lin Pingzhi felt out a piece of silver, threw it next to the corpse, and then casually, turned around and walked into the guest room as if nothing had happened.

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