"Alas"

The sound of the flute is everywhere, but it is a bit solemn.

The sound of this flute comes from Huang Yaoshi. Huang Yaoshi actually waved the golden flute and performed the controversy song with the air!

The passionate battle song breaks away from the desolate sword intent.

"Zheng"

The sword and flute collided, and a roar came.

The golden flute was not broken, and Ling Tian showed a hint of surprise. You should know that the Huangquan sword is a magic weapon. Even if it does not have Ling Tian’s true energy increase, it is extremely sharp. Now it cannot pierce the golden flute.

Huang Yaoshi was even more shocked. The golden flute appeared to have cracks. This golden flute was cast in special materials, especially the black iron was incorporated into it. This golden flute was also considered a magic weapon. Now it has cracks, which shows that Ling Tian held the magic weapon.

Huang Yaoshi's thoughts were taking the initiative to attack. This was a set of sword techniques, with sword techniques everywhere, and sword shadows were all around him.

Without using true qi, this sword shadow is a little small, but this is also a limit.

The moves are unpredictable, and Ling Tian has already sighed: "Look at the end of spring flowers falling, and it is the time when the beauty dies from old age!"

Another sword, but this sword means life and death. The desolate sword intent presents a sense of death. This is a sword of death, and a sword appears to appear.

The peerless charm withered among the remaining flowers. The endless remaining flowers spread, and finally wrapped around the peerless charm and turned into a flower tomb.

Ling Tian sighed, accompanied by this sigh.

A sigh is lamenting the fragility of life. A sigh is sighing the death of life. A sigh is sighing the fate of death.

With a killing sword, the sword energy filled the sky, and it even cut through the sky.

Only a burst of residual flowers appeared, and the sword light had pierced the phantoms all over the sky.

Huang Yaoshi was shocked and his move was broken! He was surprised and then changed his move. This sword was like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The sword shadow gathered and turned into a whirlwind. The whirlwind rolled up the fallen leaves, and even stood in an instant to cut off the fallen leaves. The danger was not the sword energy or the strong wind. The danger was the fallen leaves, which were ordinary but contained murderous intent.

Ling Tian stabbed a sword again: "After the spring is over, the beauty is old, the flowers fall and the people die!"

The sword light is like a meteor, cutting off the fallen leaves with one sword.

The sword was so fast that it stabbed directly into Huang Yaoshi's throat.

The sword light is sharp and the remaining flowers are surging. When the remaining flowers wither, it is the time of death.

"Zheng"

The golden flute shattered and one sword turned into two halves.

The sword light had already stabbed at Huang Yaoshi. Huang Yaoshi's eyes were horrified. The sword light was unstoppable and directly stabbed into his throat.

Suddenly, a short sword emerged.

This dagger is dark and even more ordinary.

This short sword appeared, but it was three inches away from Huang Yaoshi's throat!

"Bang"

The short sword blocked the Huangquan Sword, leaving only a trace of sword marks.

However, Huang Yaoshi's black hair was floating in an instant.

Huang Yaoshi's eyes widened, and he stared at the behind the remaining flowers, but there was a peerless boy.

The boy was Ling Tian, ​​and Ling Tian smiled softly: "Take it!"

Huang Yaoshi's face turned pale and looked at Daoxing: "I lost!"

Huang Yaoshi admitted defeat, did not use his true energy, and just used tricks. He really lost, and he was convinced.

The dagger was thrown directly into the distance, but it pierced the bluestone slab. This dagger was cast with black iron, and it was a magic weapon in the world.

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi abandoned the sword: "I won't use swordsmanship in this life!"

Huang Yaoshi said, and even more unwilling. He actually lost to a junior. Although he lost only his moves, he could not deny that he lost.

Huang Yaoshi stared at Ling Tian: "My friend Ling Tian likes something, naturally I won't be able to blame him."

After losing several consecutive games, not only did they lose the "Nine Yin Jing" in their plan, but they also lost the soft Hedgehog Armor, the collection of books, and the medical skills.

At this moment, Ling Tian looked at Feng Heng, this beautiful woman.

Feng Heng is Huang Yaoshi's wife, and even more so is Huang Yaoshi's wife whom he loves deeply.

At this moment, Ling Tian looked at Feng Heng, and Huang Yaoshi's eyes were already shining with anger. If Ling Tian chose his wife, Huang Yaoshi would definitely kill someone.

Ling Tian chuckled and looked at Feng Heng: "This sister is so beautiful. I think the baby in her belly is also beautiful. If my sister gave birth to a boy, she will be my apprentice in the future. If she gave birth to a girl, she will be my wife!"

After a word fell, Huang Yaoshi was stunned.

Feng Heng's eyes were slightly stunned, he looked at Ling Tian in surprise, and then covered his lower abdomen: "Am I pregnant with the child in his abdomen?"

Feng Heng was a little surprised. Huang Yaoshi had already come to Feng Heng quickly. He poked out his jade hand and gently stroked Feng Heng's wrist.

"Ha ha"

In just a moment, Huang Yaoshi laughed and said to the sky: "Oh, Ah Heng is already three months pregnant."

Huang Yaoshi laughed and then stared at Ling Tian!

Ling Tian carried his hands on his back, and the Huangquan Sword had already returned to the sheath: "I wonder if this bet is still valid!"

In the future, Feng Heng gave birth to a boy and became Ling Tian's apprentice. If he gave birth to a girl, he would become Ling Tian's wife.

Huang Yaoshi chuckled in his heart: "Okay, I will not regret it. If it is a boy in the future, he will be his friend's apprentice. If it is a girl, he will be his friend's wife!"

After a word fell, Ling Tian nodded with satisfaction.

Ling Tian wanted to know, Huang Rong knew in the future that she had actually lost to Ling Tian by her father. I don’t know what she thought! Huang Yaoshi was still silent in joy at this moment, and she had no idea that she had sold her future daughter.

At this moment, Ling Tian threw out half a step of the "Nine Yin True Sutra" but fell in front of Feng Heng.

"Since the agreement has been made, this half step of the 'Nine Yin Scriptures' will be given to future children. The boy will practice this sutra, and the girl will be a betrothal gift!"

Ling Tian said, but Huang Yaoshi laughed: "It's a good word!"

"One word is certain!"

Ling Tian said, the old naughty boy was unhappy: "This 'Nine Yin Scripture' is mine. Is it appropriate for you to arrange this?"

Ling Tian glanced at the old naughty boy, but with disdain: "Why did Wang Chongyang practice the 'innate skills', but my sister's family martial arts. My sister was expelled from the house because of this. Even if I take away the 'Nine Yin Scriptures', would Wang Chongyang dare to say anything?"

The old naughty boy wanted to speak but stopped, but he didn't know how to answer. He then looked at Huang Yaoshi: "Hmph, let me follow you, anyway, this 'Nine Yin Scripture' must be hidden, so it's better to hide it in your place!"

The old naughty boy said, running straight to the distance!
Chapter completed!