Chapter 39
Everyone is not a gentleman, and the standard villains are the same and not harmonious. Although they are also the guests of the Sixth Prince, most of them want the other party to make a fool of themselves and rejoice in misfortune.

The origin of the ugly beggar is unknown, and everyone looks at each other in silence.

Liang Ziweng, Ouyang Ke, Sha Tongtian, and Hou Tonghai couldn't figure out the details, so they couldn't go forward to besiege.

But Peng Lianhu had already left the game. If he didn't win, he would lose face. Naturally, he refused to withdraw.

"If Mr. Peng himself can't take you down, he will be the leader of your beggar gang!"

Peng Lianhu was afraid that the boat would capsize in the gutter when he spoke ruthlessly. He took out two iron judge pens from his waist, and swayed his shoulders slightly. There are a few key points in the heart and mouth.

The ugly beggar snorted, and the flat iron rod in his hand, which was shaped like a long sword but had a round head and no edge, lifted up, and with just one sweep, he blocked Peng Lianhu's killer move.

When Peng Lianhu's judge pen touched this strange weapon, he only felt that the opponent's strength was overwhelming, and he was busy resisting, but his hand was still numb.

After jumping away, Peng Lianhu frowned and said solemnly: "What a powerful swordsmanship, you are not from the Beggar Gang, what faction did you inherit from?"

Lin Qingxuan smiled slightly without answering, the black iron epee in his hand slashed down with a force from Mount Tai.

Peng Lianhu wanted to dodge, but Lin Qingxuan's seemingly simple move made him unable to dodge, so he could only hold up two judge pens to resist.

"Clap!"

The two sharp iron judge pens were slender after all, and the two swords connecting Lin Qingxuan suddenly broke.

Peng Lianhu's face was ashen, he rubbed his front, and grabbed Lin Qingxuan's face with both hands.

Lin Qingxuan avoided half a stroke by stepping on his feet, and the black iron epee in his hand pressed against Peng Lianhu's right shoulder again.

Without his weapons, Peng Lianhu didn't dare to block hard. He avoided the sword's momentum as soon as his footsteps slipped, and rushed forward from Lin Qingxuan's left front, sending out two palms in a row.

Lin Qingxuan was not under Peng Lianhu in Qinggong's body technique, and he was even more above him in battle and maneuvering. He turned his footsteps and stabbed with swords again and again. Peng Lianhu was forced to withdraw, and slapped his palms horizontally on the ridge of the black iron epee. .

If Lin Qingxuan compares his skills alone, he is similar to Peng Lianhu, but he holds a black iron epee, and the power of a single move is more than a thousand jin. As soon as the sword touched it, it felt overwhelming strength.

Seeing that Peng Lianhu blocked his sword, Lin Qingxuan reluctantly threw out his left hand like lightning, and grabbed Peng Lianhu's right shoulder with a move of the Nine Yin Claw, also called the Destruction Claw.

Peng Lianhu was already reluctant to resist the heavy sword. Facing Lin Qingxuan's powerful claws, it was difficult to dodge, and he was about to be injured.

With the sound of "Hey!", Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu took a few steps back together. Peng Lianhu's blood surged and his face turned pale for a while. Sha Tongtian just flashed out to save his old friend as a disguise and became Lin Qingxuan's paw. , The knuckles of the fingers are sore and numb, and his face is dignified.

Seeing this, Ouyang Ke and others were all awe-inspiring. Just now, Wang Chuyi's martial arts skills are no trivial matter. None of you here is sure to win alone. At this time, another strange beggar appeared. His internal strength is also enough for Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian. In comparison, the swordsmanship is even rarer and more powerful. It is incredible that Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian can be defeated by one person.

Sha Tongtian glared and said, "Your Excellency and Heifeng Shuangsha are from the same family? I think that although the one you just grabbed was not quite the same, it was also the same as their Jiuyin White Bone Claw."

Wanyan Kang could see clearly just now, but only felt that the claw technique used by the ugly beggar was very similar to that of his blind master. After listening to Sha Tongtian's words, he suddenly realized, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "This... Mu Da Xia is also a top figure in martial arts, I don't think we have any feud, why bother to hurt the peace?"

Wanyan Kang's face is naturally to be given, and everyone has also consciously played martial arts and it is difficult to beat this person, so they all promised.

Even Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian looked at each other, ready to swallow this breath temporarily and wait for an opportunity to retaliate later.

Wanyan Kang saw that all the guests did not object, so he cupped his hands towards Lin Qingxuan and said, "Master Mu, since we're here, why don't we have a glass of wine together?"

Lin Qingxuan looked at Wanyan Kang with bright eyes, and said with a sneer, "What a beautiful person, what a little prince who is kind and filial to his son."

Wanyankang listened to Lin Qingxuan's sarcastic tone, but he didn't understand the reason. He was confused when he saw Lin Qingxuan carrying the black iron sword and striding out, saying as he walked, "I'm from the South, but I don't seem to have forgotten my ancestors. If you want to eat North Food, let’s go!”

After saying a long howl, Lin Qingxuan walked away.

At this time, Wanyankang still didn't know his own background, but four of the six major guests in the audience were Han people, but he couldn't refute when someone said that he was on the tip of his nose. In addition, he knew that he was not Lin Qingxuan's opponent in fighting alone, and he felt a little dejected. Disgraced.

After leaving Zhao Wangfu, Lin Qingxuan disappeared into the crowd singing Taoist songs.

Two years have passed, and Lin Qingxuan's body and appearance have long since changed from before. He wiped his face with the bottom of the pot again, and his voice changed. Therefore, Hou Tonghai failed to recognize him, so he used the power of the black iron sword to suppress Peng Lianhu and Sha. Tongtian, coercion of the heroes is really exhilarating.

So Lin Qingxuan was in a good mood, and he walked along singing all the way. Many pedestrians saw a dirty beggar walking in the middle of the street, but they all just said that he was a lunatic and moved away.

Arriving at an abandoned City God Temple, Lin Qingxuan went in and found a place to sit cross-legged, recalling the details of his fight with Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian, and at the same time having a clear position on his martial arts.

If you don't use the black iron swordsmanship and the nine yin scriptures, you will be at the first-class level, and you will immediately become the top of the first-class level with the use of superior martial arts.

After Lin Qingxuan tested the level of Peng Lianhu and others, he was slightly complacent, and when he thought about the cultivation of Taoism, he immediately suppressed the idea of ​​complacency.

However, Lin Qingxuan thought bluntly and knew that his martial arts far surpassed those of the great masters.

It is estimated that if the fight is serious, he can fight four or five no matter what, anyway, just a few short moves, Lin Qingxuan knows that Sha Tongtian and Jia Peng Lianhu are not his opponents.

At this moment, Lin Qingxuan clearly realized that his martial arts had risen by leaps and bounds, and he had already stepped from the quasi-first-class to the strong first-class in just a few months.

Jianghu martial arts has never been an upgrade of monsters, and there is no rating agency for the martial arts level of the people in the martial arts. Generally, you only know who is powerful after you have beaten them.

And due to the difference of the times, the level of the first-class masters is also different. The first-class masters in the Tianlong period must have surpassed the first-class masters in the vulture period. By the time of Lu Dingji, I am afraid that Wang Chuyi's ability to pour wine can be called. It's magic.

Therefore, Lin Qingxuan's internal force theory can only be regarded as a first-class general level, but in terms of martial arts theory, he is strong first-class or even super-first-class.

After pondering for a long time, Lin Qingxuan also had a clear understanding of the first-class level of martial arts. Feeling tired physically and mentally, he lay on his side and rested in a corner.

(End of this chapter)

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