Just like an elder giving guidance to a younger person.

"Don't let me down! Lin Yuantu made me suffer a lot back then!"

Hearing this, Lin Ping's eyes moved slightly.

I fought against my ancestor and suffered at the hands of Lin Yuantu. He and Lin Yuantu are of the same generation? And he is also a Taoist!

Lin Pingzhi suddenly thought of a person.

Changqingzi!

The Taoist in green in front of me...could he be Chang Qing Zi?

Is that... the legendary Chang Qingzi who lost to Lin Yuantu and then... died in depression?

But... this is too shocking. Changqingzi is not dead. He was a figure half a century ago. Everyone thought that the person who had turned into dust was not dead?

He must be at least over a hundred years old.

But judging from his appearance, he is still very young.

At least compared to an old man who is over a hundred years old, he is very young.

"Are you...Chang Qingzi?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I have withdrawn from the world for so long, and there are still people who remember the title of Pindao. It's rare...it's rare!" Chang Qingzi stroked his beard, feeling proud.

Really evergreen?

this…

Didn't he die of depression after losing the martial arts competition with Lin Yuantu? How is he still alive?

Lin Pingzhi was shocked.

What kind of monster is this chess player organization?

But if you think about it carefully, it’s not impossible!

If the chess player organization really exists, then he will recruit many capable people. Chang Qingzi, known as a swordsman from the west of the Three Gorges, was recruited into the chess player organization, and then announced the news of fake death... It can be explained.

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The organization of chess players should have no shortage of magical elixirs that can greatly increase people's martial arts and prolong their lives.

"I heard that your Lin family imitated my Chang Qing Zi's Song Feng Sword Technique, and it's very powerful. Unfortunately, in my opinion, it's just not that good. Today I'm going to let you see the real Song Feng Sword Technique!" Chang Qing Zi said.

When finished, tap your toes.

The figure is like a giant crane spreading its wings in the sky.

Leap into the void.

"Comrades, I'm here to teach this guy some martial arts skills. Please don't interfere."

Then, his body turned into a piece of paper and floated towards Lin Pingzhi.

His movement is very ethereal.

After so many years, Chang Qingzi's martial arts skills are even better than before.

No wonder he keeps talking to Lin Pingzhi. It turns out that he has a past with Fuwei Escort Agency. It seems that this guy is still brooding about his defeat at the hands of Lin Yuantu.

Hearing him say that he wanted to challenge Lin Pingzhi to a duel, the people present who looked like fossils looked on with indifference...or showed some interest.

Or, looking at it with arrogance from beginning to end.

No one took action, no one stopped me! No one spoke.

Just like that, watching.

They are all very proud.

It seems to say, I am the protagonist.

Boo hoo hoo…

Chang Qingzi flew into the air, flicked the whisk with his left hand, and unsheathed the sword behind his back.

"Blue Abyss Soaring Snake!"

The sword energy on his body exploded.

The sword energy spreads across the sky.

If the clouds and rivers in the nine heavens fall.

This is a figure who is the founder of Songfeng Swordsmanship. This Songfeng Swordsmanship is much more powerful than Wangui.

One is a god and the other is a ghost!

Chang Qingzi chuckled disdainfully, as if he was looking at a younger boy and giving him a lesson.

The long sword shook.

Chang Qingzi was surrounded by shadows of sword energy.

"We lost to Lin Yuantu, today Pindao wants to get this place back!"

"die!"

Changqingzi, you are too trusting.

"Hmph, you lost to my grandfather back then, and today... you still can't beat me. You are destined to be a little piece of trash stepped on by Fuwei Escort Agency forever!" Lin Pingzhi said.

"Group evil and ward off change!"

When Chang Qingzi's body rushed three feet above Lin Ping's head, Lin Ping struck out with his sword.

Suddenly it was like a bolt from the blue.

A huge sword energy rushed out from Lin Pingzhi's scabbard.

Go straight up.

It seems like it's about to soar into the sky.

It seems like the day is being cut off.

"Huh?" Chang Qingzi was surprised.

"What a powerful wave of sword energy!"

"Puff!"

Chang Qingzi, who was originally very aggressive, had his body cut in half.

Two sections fell to the ground with a pop, and the intestines fell to the ground.

"Why... why!" Chang Qingzi didn't understand very much and asked this question before he died.

He lost again, to Fuwei Escort Agency, to the Lin family, and he lost so simply.

It's obvious that he has made great progress over the years.

The swordsmanship reaches the master level.

Not to mention using a sword, even without a sword, you can still exert great power.

But this kind of existence was actually split in half by... Lin Ping's sword.

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The Lin family has been his nightmare all his life, and now this nightmare is about to be taken underground.

Just now he was so aggressive, as if the elders were trying to teach the younger ones a lesson, but now... they have turned into a pile of rotten meat.

"Your Songfeng swordsmanship isn't that good either." Lin Pingzhi said disdainfully, then he scanned the people around him without even looking at Chang Qingzi on the ground.

"Whoever wants to challenge my martial arts skills, just come up!"

Lin Pingzhi's momentum at this moment had reached an extreme level.

He scanned the heroes and wanted to fight against the invincible enemy in the world with his own strength.

Chang Qingzi, who looked like an outsider just a moment ago, turned into a corpse in two parts in the blink of an eye.

Lin Pingzhi ruined Chang Qingzi's dream of becoming a master.

Clean and neat.

Gave him great confidence.

Originally, Lin Pingzhi wanted to provoke this group of people and make them lose their minds, but the calm scene told him that these people... were not good-tempered people and were not moved at all.

It seems that everyone is not easily provoked.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"Back then, Lin Yuantu, the Fuwei Escort, stole my Huashan Sect's Sunflower Manual and transformed it into a sword manual to ward off evil spirits. Today... let us learn about your Lin family's unique skills!"

Two people walked out.

"Yue Su, Cai Zifeng?"
To be continued...