Chapter 967 Who Are You? Can Represent Her?

Thousands of miles below the city, flying under the city, when the dust cleared, the tip of Murong Qin's sword was already pointing at the neck of the learner.

If you can't learn to straighten your back and look at the long sword in front of you, you will feel neither sad nor happy.

Murong Qin put away the long sword in his hand, he couldn't learn how to make a salute: "The girl won."

Murong Qin put away the long sword, turned and left without saying anything, but with a little unhappiness.

Yaozu Tiantian won two consecutive victories, and the atmosphere reached a climax again. The demon army kept calling Murong Qin's name, and even somewhat forgot that Murong Qin was actually a human race.

I can't learn to just raise my head, look at the horizon, and then turn back to the city.

"Brother Jiang, all the young students still lost, and they are lagging behind."

He couldn't learn how to bow to Jiang Lin and the others.

Ye Liangchen and the others looked at me and I at you, speechless for a moment.

Because in this last move, they all saw that the unlearned sage's aura dissipated, and Murong Qin's long sword drove straight in, easily breaking through the unlearned arrogance, and the long sword pointed at it. Can't learn the front of the neck.

To be honest, it is really unbelievable that there is no release of water.

But Jiang Lin didn't think so.

At the last moment, the sage's dharma that he couldn't learn dissipated, not because he couldn't learn how to release water.

It's because there are doubts in the heart of those who can't learn, or if they feel something.

That is to say, if you can't learn to be enlightened at this most critical time, this leads to the awe-inspiring energy being restrained, and the awe-inspiring energy dissipates, and finally there seems to be a sign of letting go.

"Brother, what do you understand?" Jiang Lin said.

Can't learn and shook his head: "I can't say what I realized, I can only say what I haven't learned all the time, it seems that I have learned so much."

"No matter how much senior brother has learned, at least now, senior brother no longer stutters." Jiang Lin laughed.

"Yeah, I can't learn it, why don't you stutter anymore?" Ye Liangchen expressed surprise.

"Fuck, I can't learn it. I'm not used to your sudden fluent speech." Zhao Ritian was also surprised.

Even Yuan Ying and the others around him nodded their heads and looked at the students, it really has been a long time.

This fight actually cured the stuttering that he couldn't learn?

Besides, how can I learn not to stutter in previous competitions?

"Eh? That's right, Xiaosheng doesn't stutter anymore." Not to mention them, even if he couldn't learn it, he touched his chin in surprise, "It should be that Xiaosheng figured out something."

"Sir, what did you figure out?" Qian Xiaopang asked curiously.

"I figured it out. In fact, Xiaosheng may be suitable to be a Confucian saint."

Can't learn how to turn around and look towards the sky, and smile elegantly.

"Xiaosheng is really just a little scholar, an ordinary scholar who has something in mind."

As the words fall, at the top of the ten thousand li city, the fragrance of books and the breeze are everywhere, and the endless literary movement gathers behind the unlearned, and the saint's dharma, which was originally dissipated, unexpectedly reappears!

The scholar's portrait, a pair of broken shoes, a mended green shirt, and a rough box. The scholar is holding a scroll in his hand, looking into the distance, and seems to be smiling.

In Penglaizhou Confucianism Academy, the girl who was sitting on the green grass on the top of the mountain with her knees hugged felt something, raised her head, looked into the distance at the same time, and smiled sweetly.

In the seventh battle, Leng Bingqing played against Yu.

A silver-haired beauty in ice armor walked out from the monster clan's army formation.

Yu.

Xue Ji's direct disciple.

The Yaozu Tianxia Xueji does not accept disciples.

I heard that once, when Xue Ji went out, he saw a piece of black ice, Xue Ji found it pleasing to the eye, so he picked it up.

But unexpectedly, this piece of profound ice turned out to be an egg!

And inside the egg is an ice phoenix.

The ice phoenix is ​​a collateral branch of the phoenix clan, and they are both ancient mythical beasts. The ice phoenix dominates the cold, and the fire phoenix dominates the yang. The status is equal, and it can be compared with the dragon clan.

It's just that the Phoenix family is not extinct, there are still in the world, they just live in seclusion.

So even though Yu was blessed with good luck, he was still far behind Wu Fang.

Yu walked to the front of the demon army, just stepped in, the yellow sand under his feet had already started to freeze, and catkins and white snow fell from the sky.

And at this moment, on the top of the city, Mrs. Leng finally appeared on the top of the city with Leng Bingqing.

The moment she saw Jiang Lin, Leng Bingqing's eyes lit up suddenly, and the long legs under her skirt were about to run over, but she was soon held back by Mrs. Leng.

"Mother."

Leng Bingqing glanced at her mother with grievances, her eyes were full of grievances.

Seeing his daughter's desire to get close to Jiang Lin, and then looking at Jiang Lin surrounded by her confidante, he finally remembered what Jiang Lin said to him in the courtyard.

In the end, Mrs. Leng just sighed: "I'll go there with you! In case he touches you."

Leng Bingqing lowered her little head and said Nunuuo: "But I don't care."

"I care!"

Mrs. Leng wanted to knock her daughter on the head, but after all, the daughter had grown up and could no longer teach her a lesson like she did when she was a child.

"Let's go."

Accompanied by her daughter, Mrs. Leng brought her daughter to Jiang Lin.

"Mrs. Leng. Bingqing."

Jiang Lin made a salute.

At this time, Chen Yuqingzhu Qingwan and the others who were beside Jiang Lin looked at Leng Bingqing, and then avoided them temporarily.

Ye Liangchen, Wu Ke and the others also dragged the unenlightened "Unable to Learn" and "Yuan Ying" away, giving them space.

only.

If it's two people, that's fine.

But it felt a little strange to have Mrs. Leng by my side.

Jiang Lin felt like he was taking his parents on a date.

But for Leng Bingqing, it doesn't matter whether she has a mother by her side or not.

At this moment, Leng Bingqing only had Jiang Lin in his eyes.

"How are you?"

Looking at the girl's beautiful face, Jiang Lin opened his mouth to speak, but he always felt a little awkward talking.

"It's not good without you."

Leng Bingqing was still looking at Jiang Lin bewilderedly.

Madam Leng's sword energy and killing intent were already on Jiang Lin's neck, and she wished she could kill Jiang Lin with a single blow.

"cough cough cough"

Jiang Lin coughed a few times and straightened his expression.

"The opponent is Bingfeng, who is born to control ice and snow. Your sword energy is also cold, which is not good for you. What's more, you are new to Yupu, but the opponent is already in the middle stage of Yupu. It is a small realm higher than you. Don't force it. If you can't beat it, let it go. , and me."

"Yes." Leng Bingqing nodded, but her eyes did not leave Jiang Lin for a moment.

"Don't be 'hmm' all the time." Jiang Lin smiled and wanted to rub her head, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Jiang Lin saw that Mrs. Leng's long sword was half an inch away from the scabbard.

And just when Jiang Lin was about to withdraw his hand angrily, Leng Bingqing stretched out his small hand, held Jiang Lin's broad palm, and then gently covered his head.

The moment Jiang Lin touched the girl's hair, Mrs. Leng's chest was already heaving with anger.

Not to mention Mrs. Leng, even Supreme Second True Monarch who kept peeking at the side, when he saw his daughter being patted to death, Tai Second True Monarch was in a bad mood.

Even Tai Er Zhenjun regretted it a bit.

Back when Jiang Lin first joined the Sun Moon Sect, shouldn't he have exchanged with Jiang Lin's limit!

But who knows?

Who knew that the little boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes would turn into a flower picker when he grew up? It was also picked on the head of his own daughter.

no! So angry!

And the problem is, whether it is Mrs. Leng or Taier Zhenjun, they find that they have no reason to do anything to Jiang Lin!

Because it was his daughter who took the initiative, this scumbag obviously killed him passively!

Fuck! So angry!

"Xiao Lin, if I win this match, will Xiao Lin reward me?" Leng Bingqing asked with a wink.

"Ah, um, of course!" Jiang Lin nodded, "If Bingqing wins, Bingqing can get any reward she wants, but even if she loses, there will be a reward, so don't push yourself too hard."

"Well, I will win." The girl bent her eyes and smiled, as if she didn't hear what Jiang Lin said later.

Mrs. Leng and Taier Zhenjun saw their daughter's happy appearance, they lost their minds for a while, and then fell into self-blame.

My daughter has never shown such a happy expression in front of me, but she is showing her most beautiful appearance to a scumbag.

And this, why was it not my fault as a parent?

Since childhood, not to mention father's love, even mother's love, how much have I given?

Now that my daughter is being coaxed so easily by a scumbag, how can I not be responsible?

"Oh..." Mrs. Leng sighed, "Bingqing, it's time to go to the city."

"En." Leng Bingqing gave Jiang Lin a deep look at last, "Xiao Lin, wait for me."

After the words fell, the girl finally put Jiang Lin's palm on her little face. After a few breaths, Leng Bingqing reluctantly let go of Jiang Lin's hand, and came down with the sword!

On the battlefield, two ice and snow beauties face each other, adding a bit of chill to this ice and snow world, but they are as beautiful as a picture of ice and snow.

At this time, many painters and monks have expressed their feelings and started to paint.

Leng Bingqing tilted her head to look at Yu, and Yu also tilted her head to look at Leng Bingqing.

And at the next moment, fierce sword energy surrounded Yu, and under Leng Bingqing's feet, the icy whirlpool began to gather.

The next moment, the two left the same place at the same time, and the sand that the two girls stepped on had already been destroyed by the sword energy and the icy vortex to create a big hole.

Leng Bingqing's swordsmanship and fighting methods are extremely straightforward, and it will end as soon as possible, and it will never be procrastinated!

The sword realm unfolded from above the battlefield, and the pure white world replaced the original world, as if he was about to pull Yu into his sword realm in the next breath.

But obviously, things are not that simple.

A sharp phoenix cry resounded through the sky, and Yu was surrounded by ice and snow.

When the ice and snow cleared, a huge ice phoenix broke through the snow, and the pure white sword realm and the ice and snow world collided with each other, as if they wanted to pull each other into their own realm!

"boom!"

The ice and snow world and the pure white sword realm were shattered at the same time, and the ripples of spiritual power directly sent the tens of thousands of demon troops flying in the front. This was also the result of setting up a magic circle on the battlefield.

Otherwise, it would be affected by the ripple of spiritual power just now, and the tens of thousands of demon army would not die or be disabled.

Their respective boundaries were shattered, and Leng Bingqing had already leapt forward, slashing towards Yu's back with lingering sword energy.

Yu took the moves calmly, and the ice crystal wings blocked the attacks one after another.

Although Leng Bingqing's sword qi cut sword marks one after another on Yu's wings, and the ice crystals scattered, they healed again the next moment.

There was another phoenix cry, and thousands of ice thorns condensed and appeared in the air.

With a wave of Yu's wings, thousands of ice thorns stabbed towards Leng Bingqing.

Leng Bingqing scattered with sword energy, and went close to him.

Yu is not afraid at all.

In the sky above the battlefield, the snow fell more and more heavily. Leng Bingqing and Yu fought with sword energy and spells, and the sword body collided with the ice wings.

Every swing of Leng Bingqing's sword, and every swing of Yu's wings, hit the ground!

It's a pity that Yu Yi's real body and Leng Bingqing confronted each other head-on, otherwise, people in the two worlds felt that they might be lucky enough to see the two beauties fighting and pulling their hair.

"This girl's swordsmanship is really good." The old man Yue looked at the battle between man and phoenix in the sky, and stroked his beard, "However, there is something wrong with this little girl's swordsmanship. , if this continues, her life will not be guaranteed."

At the same time, on the top of the city, the sword cultivators at Nascent Soul Realm and above already frowned. They felt that Leng Bingqing's sword technique was not right, but they didn't know why.

And Jiang Linmei, who knew something was wrong, had his head locked, and he was already clenching his fists.

Similarly, Mrs. Leng and Taier Zhenjun also took a step forward.

They know what's wrong!

It is the sword technique of Yuxinzong.

Yuxinzong's swordsmanship emphasizes ruthlessness and desire, there is no man in the heart, and the sword is a natural god.

But the problem is that Leng Bingqing already has a man in her heart.

And this man almost occupied her all.

As for the swordsmanship and mentality that were originally handy, every time Leng Bingqing uses it now, the girl will suffer backlash!

The more intense the battle, the greater the backlash.

If the fight continues like this, let alone win, Leng Bingqing is really afraid that his life will be in danger!

"boom!"

Another confrontation, sword energy and cold air swept across again, one person and one phoenix flew upside down at the same time, at this time Leng Bingqing's mouth was already overflowing with blood!

And when Leng Bingqing held the long sword and was about to move forward again, Mrs. Leng and Taier Zhenjun also left Wanli City.

But one step faster was that Jiang Lin disappeared in place.

"This battle, Bing Qing admits defeat."

Jiang Lin's voice resounded, above the sky, Leng Bingqing's wrist was already tightly held by Jiang Lin.

"Who are you? Can you represent her?"

Yu turned into a human form and stood in front of Jiang Lin.

"I am Bingqing's husband." Jiang Lin bowed with his sword in his arms.

Similarly, Jiang Lin's words spread throughout Wanli City and the demon army.

Ji Fang and Murong Qin both turned their heads with a snort. At the top of Wanli City, Mrs. Leng and Zhenjun Tai Er really wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to say it.

As for some monks who admire Leng Bingqing, they can't wait to shoot Jiang Lin down.

Yu glanced at Leng Bingqing, whose cheeks were slightly red, and then at Jiang Lin:

"Then I won this battle, but it's just that I won't feel comfortable. Miss Leng, there is something wrong with your swordsmanship. Although I don't know the reason, I hope that we will have a fair contest in the future. "

Yu turned and left, and it wasn't until the moment Yu returned to the demon army that all the monks of the demon army came back to their senses.

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Three in a row?