Let's talk about being each other's basic friends

Lin Jingyun gave Yang Heng the feeling that he was both good and evil.When the two met for the first time, Lin Jingyun seemed noble and indifferent, unattainable.But when they met again later, Lin Jingyun's demeanor suddenly changed, becoming very dangerous, and even really wanted to kill him.

Shouldn't righteous people be full of morality and have kind thoughts in their hearts...Lin Yuntian is different.

He tried to guess, for Lin Yuntian, the leader is just a position for him, he will always insist on staying in that boring position, just for the five-year martial arts conference.

For this excellent competition venue, Lin Jingyun couldn't wait to fight with someone who could fight with him.In order to satisfy his crazy fighting desire.

I'm afraid that being able to escape from Lin Jingyun's hands is because Lin Jingyun deliberately wanted to keep the tiger in trouble.I have some expectations for Yang Heng.

I don't know if this is good or bad, it is easy to be an opponent with Lin Yuntian, but it is very difficult to let him give all his skills to Yang Heng.

Yang Heng didn't want to use any more scheming to get it, he asked Lin Jingyun to hand over his skills this time.The more difficult it is, the more interesting it is, right?

Thinking of this, Yang Heng, who was standing on the edge of the ring with a knife in his arms and waiting for Shen Shao's arrival, laughed happily.

Wearing an ice blue shirt, the style is different from what Yang Heng saw last time, but it is still the same exquisite Shen Shao style.At the end was a handsome young man, who walked towards the ring without even looking at Yang Heng when he approached.

Yang Heng felt quite helpless, he only felt that the child had a rather violent temper.Not caring about Shen Shao's attitude, he supported the ring with his hands and jumped up.

Standing on the ring, he looked around and looked for the figure of that person.Sure enough, at a chair placed in a position with an excellent view, he saw Lin Jingyun who was sitting upright, exuding the aura of do not disturb strangers.

Yang Heng raised the knife in his hand to him, with gratitude in his eyes.

This knife was obtained by Yang Heng from Ran Mu last night.Of course, when Mu handed the knife to him, he knew that it was Lin Jingyun who gave it to him.

Ranmu's words are also confirmed, saying that the leader lent it to you and told you to keep it safe.

The act of borrowing a knife alone made Yang Heng understand that Lin Jingyun might not want him to hang up in his heart.Another possibility is that that person doesn't want the gap in strength between the two sides to be too large, which is not exciting enough.

He was still happy, at least he got a "Love Token".

The arena made of rock is very strong, and its size is enough for them to flex their fists to their heart's content.The blue-clothed boy held a not-so-fancy long sword and was not in a hurry to get out of its sheath.The man dressed in black was the exact opposite of him. His clothes were ordinary, but the saber with a wide blade was very beautiful, and it could be seen at a glance that it was a good knife.

Seeing Yang Heng's eyes looking somewhere behind him, Shen Shao didn't take himself seriously.He was upset, and said: "Are you saying goodbye, worried that you will be the soul of my sword? But don't think about admitting defeat, even if that happens, I won't stop."

Shen Shao wasn't talking big, since he bumped into Yang Heng on the road.He knew that if this person compared with him, it would be tantamount to courting death.How can a nameless person who has no internal strength and wanders around the world, compare with him...

Yang Heng smiled and asked back: "Really, Young Master Shen?"

"The knife you hold is useless. You are not worthy of it." Seeing Yang Heng's unafraid look, Shen Shao only thought that he was relying on the knife.

It was the first time that Yang Heng was said to be so humble. He used to be the main force of the basketball team and a general who won countless victories in a country.

Shen Shao will pay the price for this carelessness.

He didn't know if he could defeat Shen Shao as he wished, but he knew that if he didn't try his best today, Lin Jingyun would lose interest in him.He himself would lose his own life...

Besides, he still has the last hole card in his hand, so it's not that he has no chance of winning.

At this moment, Shen Shao struck Yang Heng's chest with his palm. This action clearly showed contempt for Yang Heng, letting everyone know that Yang Heng was not worth drawing his sword at all.

Yang Heng saw an afterimage attacking him, and relied on his body's instinct to subconsciously dodge to the side.I felt a gust of palm wind passing by my side.

Stop smiling and get serious.Taking advantage of Shen Shao being very close to him, he slashed down with the knife in his hand diagonally, saving a third of his force, but his momentum was still fierce.

Shen Shao avoided it as expected, but the sleeve of his arm was cut open by the wind of a knife.He knew that he underestimated Yang Heng too much. That speed and attack were obviously only possessed by those who have been wielding knives for many years.

Only then did he see that under the sunlight, the blade in Yang Heng's hand turned red, and only a good knife that had killed at least a thousand people would turn red from drinking blood.

He immediately drew out his sword, no longer relaxing, and a stronger killing intent gathered in his eyes.

Yang Heng deliberately wanted to provoke him, and provoked him with a laugh: "Young Master Shen, do you think this knife is useful or not in my hands?"

Shen Shao was so angry that his face turned red, and he was about to stab Yang Heng's Mingmen with his sword.

The two immediately fought into a group, so that the heroes watching the battle under the ring couldn't take their eyes off and fixed on them.The young man in Xuan Yi caught all the moves of the man in blue with a knife, without losing the wind.Although the young man in blue clothes is young, his sword and sword can kill people. If he gets hit by a sword, I'm afraid...

Yang Heng is not at a disadvantage, he can only stand in the way, and has no chance to fight back.

Occasionally he kicked Shen Shao, but it felt as if he had kicked on an iron plate, and it was himself who was injured.

Is this the benefit of having internal strength to protect the body?

If this stalemate continues, he will undoubtedly lose.You have to resist while you still have the strength to step up your pace and win life.

Yue fought a few more times, but Yang Heng was finally hit by Shen Shao's palm and fell to the ground.

Seeing that his face was blue and he was unable to stand up, Shen Shao had a terrifying smile on his face.He approached Yang Heng and said, "You're going to die." After that, he tried his best to plunge the sword in his hand straight down, trying to stab Yang Heng's heart so that he could never stand up again.

Yang Heng closed his eyes as if waiting for death in despair.

But at the moment when the swiftly falling sword was about to stab him, he sharply rolled to the right, narrowly avoiding the point of the sword.escaped.

The sword was very sharp, and Shen Shao's full blow again pierced through the hard rocky ground.Two-thirds of the sword body is buried in the stone surface, which is amazing.

Even Lin Jingyun, who had been watching the battle all the time, his eyes darkened because of the power of this good sword. It seemed that the armrest of the chair broke with a light grip of his right hand.He broke off a piece of wood and kneaded it twice, and the sawdust flowed out from between his fingers.

Yang Heng stood up, not looking weak at all, just panting slightly.But his complexion is very good, his face was blue before, and he fell to the ground is an illusion, his only purpose is to

——Before Shen Shao pulled out the sword.

When Yang Heng took the first step, holding the hilt of Shen Shao's sword, and with a "swoosh", he pulled out the blade of the sword that was sunk in the ground.Yang Heng raised his sword with one hand and pointed it straight at Shen Shao...

"Your sword feels pretty good, it will be mine from now on, haha!"

Shen Shao was furious when he heard the words, he didn't look like a romantic boy at all, his eyes were red like a ghost, the hairpin on his head fell to the ground, and the black hair all over his head was flying in the air because of the black air around him.

And Shen Shao, who was surrounded by black air, roared angrily: "Don't touch it with your dirty hands, give it back to me, give it back to me quickly!!!!"

The spectators under the arena were shocked by this scene. They didn't understand why the young man, who was a child of everyone just a moment ago, was now surrounded by evil spirits, which made people feel cold, and they all held the weapons in their hands.

They didn't know, but Yang Heng knew what he had done with his own hands.

This simple saber that Shen Shao never left his body and never decorated was forged with his own painstaking efforts, an evil sword that might backfire on its host.

What makes Yang Heng most interesting is that this Shen Shao is not the real Shen Shao...but the leader of the Demon Cult in Shen Shao's skin!That's what he knew, the damn system forgot such an important thing again.

But it's a blessing to be able to remember at the critical moment.

As for why the people here don't recognize this sword, it's because this sword has only been forged, and the leader of the Demon Cult has never used it a few times.

Even if it has been used, it is impossible for anyone who has seen this sword to tell others.

Yang Heng intentionally wanted to stimulate the opponent even more. He held a sword in his left hand and a saber in his right hand, crossed each other and collided, and said loudly, "I don't know if this sword is more powerful, or this saber?"

The completely angry "Shen Shao"'s facial skin was cracked, and his figure skyrocketed, from a boy to a strong man, and a red lightning symbol appeared on his forehead.He rushed straight towards Yang Heng, faster and more amazing than before.

The rest of the spectators were shocked when they saw this sign. This is the unique sign of Sang Hua, the leader of the Demon Cult, and no one in the martial arts world would not know it.

This Sang Hua's evil skills are superb, everything he does is outrageous, and he can't be regarded as a person at all.But his martial arts are also unrivaled, looking at the Jianghu, no one can beat him except Lin Jingyun.

It's not that Lin Jingyun didn't want to kill Sang Xinghua in several fights, and it's not that he couldn't win.It's just that this disgusting guy can always escape every time when he is dying, and Lin Jingyun, who has been troubled by the trouble he caused for many years, can't do anything.

When Yang Heng was broken by this mad Sang Xinghua, Yang Heng had no choice but to stand upright and not let himself fall down.Enduring the pain, he wiped off the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

The sword in Yang Heng's hand was taken back by Sang Hua when he was punched.

The disciples from various sects below, even those who were still competing in the arena before, climbed onto Yang Heng's stage one after another, and surrounded Sang Hua.

Someone supported Yang Heng and asked Yang Heng to step down from the stage and rest away.

Yang Heng looked back and found that it was Ranmu, and said gratefully: "Thank you, ahem." He spit out a mouthful of blood again uncontrollably.

Ran Mu took out a handkerchief and handed it to Yang Heng. He frowned and said, "Your Excellency must have been injured internally and externally. The demon must have used a lot of strength in this punch. Even if I was hit, it would be difficult to recover in a short time." There was a pause , asked Yang Heng to sit on the grass with his back against the tree trunk, "You are not a martial arts practitioner, and you are already very good at doing this. Besides, the black gas around the demon is really poisonous, and you have already encountered it."

Yang Heng smiled wryly: "That is to say, I am not only injured internally and externally, but also add poison to the injury."

Ran Mu couldn't bear to say anything more, but just stood by Yang Heng's side to prevent the devil from harming him again.

Sang Hua on the other side slowly calmed down the moment he got his sword, and his eyes were no longer bloodshot, but his face was still terrifying.He tore off the skin that remained on his face, revealing his true face completely.

Facing a large group of upright people, he didn’t panic, “You are not my opponent. But that’s okay, just let me use it to practice. I killed 68 people who came to encircle me a year ago. Let me see this How much my skills have improved in the past year, haha."

Some disciples who are not firm enough have already started to get scared, feeling that the opponent is too strong.But they still bite the bullet and plan to fight him.

A voice reassuring everyone except Sang Hua rang out, like cold water extinguishing their uneasiness.

"Have you finally dared to see the light, you mouse?"

A white shadow descended from the sky with lightness kung fu, and appeared directly in front of Sang Hua. It was Lin Jingyun whose interest was interrupted.

Sang Hua was not annoyed by being called that, and said, "Long time no see, Lin Jingyun." The tone seemed to be greeting an old friend, without showing any fear.

This is only superficial, Sang Xinghua is very aware of the gap between him and Lin Jingyun, even if it takes another five years, he may not be able to catch up, the premise is that Lin Jingyun stops and waits for him.I was already thinking about how to escape.

If it wasn't for the disguise being exposed, he wouldn't have to be so embarrassed, the plan would have been disrupted...

Lin Jingyun's eyes were cold, without warmth, even his dazzling golden eyes were turning cold.He didn't hold any weapon in his hand, but Sang Hua still felt strong timidity.

"I don't enjoy fighting with you, I just want to kill you." Lin Jingyun's tone was very light, but everyone in the martial arts world could not hear it clearly.

The author has something to say:

Maybe there will be no such speed and output in the next few days. I have to go back to my hometown and only have a mobile phone. It should slow down.This time it’s not moving tiles <(￣▽￣)>Wow haha... I hope you will be more tolerant.Found a lot of typos, corrected