"Well, Junior Brother Lin, can you help me?" Wang Lin held the black short sword backwards and went to the Broken Dragon Platform. After he got on the Broken Dragon Platform, he came to Lin Fei with three points of embarrassment and nervousness, and asked in a low voice.

"Ah?" Lin Fei was stunned for a moment. He just finished fighting the Du Zhong that I wanted, which was the sword I wanted. Lin Fei was somewhat uncomfortable with this style change...

"I heard that you are quite familiar with Senior Brother Song from Tianxingfeng?" Wang Lin was also an inner disciple after all, and he had heard about some of the things under the Eagle-billed Cliff.

Lin Fei thought about it and the two of them ran from the outer door to the inner door, and seemed to be quite familiar, so they nodded: "It's OK."

"That's great, great, Junior Brother Lin, you have to help you no matter what..." Wang Lin was excited and almost rushed up to hug Lin Fei: "Junior Brother Lin, you must explain to me to Senior Brother Song. I didn't mean it just now..."

"What wasn't intentional?"

"I also know that kicking someone off the Dragon Boat with one kick is too disrespectful to Senior Brother Song, but really, Junior Brother Lin, you must believe me. I don't want to do this. I have exhausted all my true energy and can't even swing a sword. Besides, I don't dare to swing my sword at Senior Brother Song..."

"..." Looking at Wang Lin's helpless look, Lin Fei wanted to reach out and touch his forehead to see if he was furious...

Is this the wrong medicine?

He kicked Song Tianxing off the Duanlong Platform with his front legs, but he was afraid that he would be so afraid of him. What does this mean?

If you are really afraid of becoming like this, why didn’t you let go just now?

"That..." Wang Lin scratched his head, revealing the answer with an awkward look on his face: "I still owe Senior Brother Song seventy-three spirit stones..."

"Damn!"

In the past, Lin Fei always felt that the poorest and short-sighted person in the Sword Sect was the only one who was the poorest and short-sighted man...

I only realized when I met Wang Lin today...

This is the real person who is poor and has a weak ambition. Seventy-three spirit stones can be forced into this way. Listen, Seventy-three spirit stones have nothing to do. What kind of evil did Song Tianxing commit?

However, if you look at Wang Lin carefully, it seems that he is quite poor.

In fact, to be honest, Lin Fei himself is not rich, there is no way. Who told Lin Fei to have an old Taoist priest in this life...

But no matter how wealthy he is, he is much better than Wang Lin in front of him...

Just look at it...

I had a gray cloth robe for about several years and was washed a little white. I had patched it in a few inconspicuous places, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual power on my body. In other words, I was probably not even a magic weapon. The only thing worth seeing is the black short sword in my hand. The problem is that the black short sword is surrounded by black air, and it is obvious that it is not a serious way. Even if it is thrown on the ground, no one dares to ask for it...

After all, he is a number of inner disciples. How could he be so poor?

"Okay, okay, I'll explain it to Senior Brother Song..."

"Thank you, thank you, then let's start?" Wang Lin stretched out the black short sword in his hand and set off a common defence that a sword cultivator took, but after the move, he seemed to remember something: "Oh, by the way, Junior Brother Lin, it's said that you're so helpful to me, no matter how much I thank you, but this true teaching conference is very important to me. I heard that being promoted to a true teaching disciple can receive a thousand spirit stones from the sect every month, I..."

"..." Lin Fei touched his nose, really didn't know what to say. It was equivalent to the difference between a true disciple and an inner disciple. In your eyes, it was just a thousand spirit stones?

"bring it on!"

Lin Fei also made a phoenix sword and also set a defensive move.

However, it's a bit weird...

I don’t know what happened, but as soon as Lin Fei held the Fengming Sword, he felt something was wrong. With the infusion of true energy, the fire element restriction that should have been activated seemed to be asleep, and there was no reaction at all. While Lin Fei was surprised, he quickly injected more true energy into it.

Then, it was a "boom". The fire element ban that had no response suddenly became restless, and the fire on the Fengming sword surged...

"Damn..." Although the prohibition on the natal sword fetus could not hurt Lin Fei himself, the sudden incident still caught Lin Fei a little off guard...

It was just like this that the flaws were revealed...

Then, the sound of breaking through the air sounded. The black short sword in Wang Lin's hand, with a series of lingering black air, headed straight for the flaw exposed by Lin Fei.

If another sword cultivator was replaced, he might suffer a great loss. Fortunately, he met Lin Fei. After Lin Fei was in the Canon Sword Pavilion for twenty years, although he had not even broken through the realm of nourishing Qi, his knowledge and vision even praised the characters like Lin Banhu.

Although Wang Lin's sword came suddenly, Lin Fei's reaction was not slow. The Fengming sword instantly sealed Wang Lin's black short sword with a dazzling fire...

In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought dozens of times.

Two rays of light, one red and one black, changed their figures, and made a "ding-ding" sound on the Broken Dragon Platform. Lin Fei was still the same as before, and he picked up all kinds of sword techniques, fighting with great excellence and style...

On the other hand, Wang Lin was a bit distant. From beginning to end, he was a dragon-walking sword technique. It looked simple and direct, but in fact it felt a sense of shabbyness. Even the disciples of Zhufeng under the Duanlong Platform turned to Lin Fei's side, cheering for Lin Fei's every wonderful swordplay.

However, at this time, only Lin Fei himself knew that he looked wonderful and stylish, but in fact he was extremely uncomfortable...

The evil level of this Sword Destroyer Sword Technique is probably still above my imagination...

After the luck was cut off, various accidents emerged one after another, and several times, they had already discovered the other party's flaws, but when they wanted to take full advantage of their full strength, they were always interrupted by various accidents. When they wanted to seize the flaws, the other party had already attacked again.

The two of them have fought for more than a hundred times in total, but they have changed more than a dozen sword techniques.

To outsiders, my playing style seems to be no different. I have various sword techniques to exchange, which are both beautiful and exciting...

But Lin Fei himself knew that this time was different from before.

In the past, I changed all kinds of sword techniques, but I was using different ways to break the opponent's sword techniques.

But this time...

I was forced by Wang Lin and had to exchange various sword techniques, because as soon as I stopped, I would be in trouble...
Chapter completed!