Starting from Hehuan Sect, the lifeblood is controlled by the elder sister

A monk named Fa Ming stood up behind Fa Hui and said apologetically: "We are just itching to learn the sword moves of Yu Shu Sect."

"These junior brothers have only been in the sect for a short time, why don't I teach them a thing or two!" Chen Qingyan said coldly.

"This..." Fa Hui and Fa Ming and others were in a dilemma.

Lin Fengmian stood up and snorted coldly: "Senior sister, although I am not good at learning, since the Taoist friends want to test me, I can't be timid, lest others think that our Yu Shu Sect has no successors!"

Chen Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Lin Fengmian hesitantly.

Liu Mei was interested and nodded: "In this case, Junior Brother Lin, you can learn from the Taoist friends of Yangquan Temple and stop when you are satisfied."

Lin Fengmian nodded, stood up and stood proudly in the field, with an inexplicable momentum.

Whether you can fight is one thing, but the appearance is enough to attract the wind.

This made Xia Yunxi and the city lord's wife's eyes sparkle, and they stared at him with great grace.

Yangquan Temple also sent a disciple with the lowest level of Qi Refining Level 8 to fight with Lin Fengmian.

The man touched his bald head and said apologetically with an embarrassed look: "My junior brother, I will suppress my cultivation a little."

"No need, fellow Taoist, just let go and perform!" Lin Fengmian said proudly.

This made the disciple named Fazhi on the opposite side look a little ugly, "Then I will learn from Junior Brother Lin's high skills."

Several people outside the field also found that there was a faint sword energy on Lin Fengmian's body, and they couldn't help wondering.

Is he really practicing swordsmanship?

Could he really be a disciple of Yushu Sect and found the wrong person?

Fazhi attacked Lin Fengmian, but Lin Fengmian just put his hand on the long sword, which made him feel uncomfortable and quickly changed direction.

He changed directions several times in a row, but whenever Lin Fengmian turned around to look, he would feel a sense of life and death crisis, which made his hair stand on end and he quickly hid away.

The people outside the field were looking forward to seeing the immortals compete, but who knew that this immortal was like a shaman, constantly circling around another immortal, and dared not attack.

"What's going on?"

"Yes, are you going to fight or not? Jumping around like a monkey."

"He was scared to death before the other person drew his sword. What will happen if he draws his sword?"

"Yes, could it be that the immortal actually drew his sword and we couldn't see it?"

...

Listening to the discussions on the sidelines, Fazhi's face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't save face at all.

His eyes were gloomy, and he shouted: "Be careful!"

He smashed the long stick in his hand, and a series of earth spikes emerged from the ground and stabbed towards Lin Fengmian.

Since he couldn't get close, he would just use a long-range attack.

Lin Fengmian smiled and said, "I like to stab people, but I don't like to be stabbed, especially by men!"

He stepped down with one foot, and the whole person rushed towards Fazhi like an arrow from a bow.

As the thorns flew out along the way, Lin Fengmian stepped on them and jumped high as if he had no weight.

Fazhi hurriedly dodged away and avoided Lin Fengmian's attack, but Lin Fengmian did not draw his sword, just sticking to him like a maggot attached to his bones.

Fazhi was chased by him all over the field, and suddenly he hit him with a stick, and a burst of yellow sand was raised in the field to cover all directions.

Lin Fengmian's vision was blocked by the yellow sand, and he lost his trace. He frowned and simply closed his eyes.

Several foundation-building people outside the field could see some of the situation inside with their spiritual sense.

I saw Fazhi quietly go around behind Lin Fengmian, and then the stick stabbed out at a sinister angle, with the intention of crippling Lin Fengmian.

Liu Mei's face changed slightly, and she was about to take action, but someone in the field was faster than her.

Lin Fengmian's ears moved, and he understood what Luo Xue meant by following the momentum. He turned around instantly and drew his sword!

He slashed out with a sword, and then Fazhi was pulled back by Fahui who acted in time with a look of fear.

Fahui wanted to save Lin Fengmian, but who knew that she saved Fazhi instead, and she was a little depressed.

"This junior brother is so skilled! What a sharp sword intention!" Fahui praised.

Fazhi's face was a little ugly. The stick in his hand was cut in half by a sword, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

There was a lot of applause from the sidelines, and the city lord's daughter, the girl named Yan'er, clapped repeatedly and said, "So powerful!"

The city lord's wife couldn't help but recall the beautiful scene with Lin Fengmian yesterday and the beautiful dream last night.

When she thought of the appointment with Lin Fengmian tonight, her jade-like legs were slightly clamped.

It's true that Moshang Gongzi is as beautiful as jade, which makes people admire him so much that they can't help but get wet.

"Junior brother has just practiced swordplay for a short time and is not able to control it freely. He almost hurt Junior Brother Fazhi. I am so sorry." Liu Mei said with a smile.

Lin Fengmian also apologized quickly. Fahui waved his hand and said, "It's okay. His skills are not as good as others. We misunderstood."

He bowed to several people and said, "Since it is a misunderstanding, we will leave first. Goodbye!"

"Everyone, take care!" Liu Mei also bowed.

Fahui left with several junior brothers, and the two leeks were about to say something, but Wang Yanran patted them on the shoulder and hurriedly lowered their heads.

When Fahui and his group walked away completely, Liu Mei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Everyone, take a break before continuing."

She was not tired, of course, but wanted to warn the two leeks and reward Lin Fengmian.

Entering the temporary prepared place, Liu Mei signaled to Wang Yanran and Mo Ruyu, asking them to brainwash the two leeks.

After the two girls took the two leeks away, she said to Xia Yunxi and Chen Qingyan: "Two junior sisters, go outside and look around to prevent them from making a comeback."

Xia Yunxi looked at Lin Fengmian worriedly before turning around and going out, and followed Chen Qingyan to check around.

Liu Mei said to Lin Fengmian: "Junior brother Lin, come with me."

Lin Fengmian followed her into a lounge and looked at her helplessly.

Liu Mei crossed her arms, feeling heavy on her chest, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you take the opportunity to reveal our identities? Don't you know who we are better than anyone else?"

Lin Fengmian was a little speechless. Why don't you try to poison me? Do you believe I will kill you?

But on the surface, he said righteously: "I am a member of the Hehuan Sect in life and a ghost of the Hehuan Sect in death. How can I sit idly by when they insult my senior sister?"

Liu Mei was amused by him and said unhappily: "You are pretending to be so good? Where did this sword technique come from?"

"What do you think?" Lin Fengmian said ambiguously.

Liu Mei approached him, put her heavy weight on him, and said with a breath as sweet as orchid: "You helped a lot, how should I reward you?"

Lin Fengmian laughed dryly and said: "It's my job, no need, right?"

"Yes, I have a clear reward and punishment, how can I not reward you?"

Liu Mei frowned and smiled: "But I have nothing now, I only have myself."

She peeled it gently with both hands, letting Lin Fengmian see what it means to have old shoulders, half-covered but revealing.