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    Tie Heng's left hand had already untied the cloth wrapped around Youmeng, and his right hand was holding the uniquely shaped handle of the knife. It seemed that he was simply drawing the knife to slash, but Yin Feimeng turned to look at him.  There was a hint of surprise in his charming eyes like stars, and Qin Haoran's expression changed even more. While slashing out with his palm, he shouted: "Stop!"

    With his cry, the force of his palm fell between the two of them like a wall and a curtain, forcibly separating them.

    As for what happened at this moment, only a limited number of people such as Yin Feimeng and Qin Haoran saw it clearly, but the others were unaware of it.  In their eyes, Tie Heng had just pulled out the horizontal sword at his waist and slashed forward. The long sword in the hand of the little maid Feng Ling was still more than half a foot away from him, and the two of them were separated by Qin Haoran's powerful palm.  .

    But the reality seemed to be a little different from what they saw, because they discovered that the long sword in her hand was inexplicably broken when the little maid fell back several steps, half a foot below the tip of the sword.  The sword blades on the left and right were stuck on the ground not far away, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror. More importantly, no one heard the sound of gold and iron or the sword blades breaking

    "What did he do? Was what he saw just now an illusion?" Colgate blinked hard several times and stared at Tie Heng. The horizontal knife in the latter's hand had been sheathed at some point, and even the cloth strips outside were gone.  He was wrapped tightly again, as if he had never been untied or wielded the sword just now. There was nothing visible on the expression on his face. That plain expression was as if the little maid opposite had broken her long sword by herself.  It had nothing to do with him.

    "That is definitely a precious sword. Zhuo Xuan is also a master of sword use" Zheng Kui stared at You Meng at Tie Heng's waist.  There is an extra layer of understanding in my heart.  His knowledge is much broader than that of juniors like Colgate, and he knows that the disciples of the Dongli Sword Sect use no ordinary long swords.  It is a magical weapon cast with special techniques, which the people of the Dongli Sword Sect call a sword weapon.  Some high-level ones also have the characteristics of Noble Phantasms, which are specially created to cooperate with sword control. They are light in weight and extremely strong and sharp. It is not easy to cause damage to them, let alone break them like they are now.  Cut into two pieces.  This can only mean that the sword on Tie Heng's waist is a higher quality sword, and that he himself has superb sword skills, because Zheng Kui and others did not even see how the little maid's sword was broken.

    "What kind of sword technique is this? So sharp and strange! And that sword, so powerful" Qin Haoran in the back was secretly shocked, compared to the little maid who bore the brunt.  He felt it more deeply.  After all, he was much more advanced than Feng Ling, and the little maid also lacked real hands-on experience with others, so naturally she couldn't understand the mystery of Tie Heng's sword just now.

    Among the crowd, only Yin Feimeng had the same feeling as him. The beautiful girl looked at Tie Heng carefully for the first time with burning eyes. Her expression was somewhat similar to that of a little girl who discovered an interesting toy.

    "A good knife." The scene just now was still clearly engraved in Yin Feimeng's mind. At that moment, two Tie Heng seemed to appear, one standing at the same place, and the other appearing a few steps away with a knife.  In front of the little maid.  Although Qin Haoran struck out with his palm power in time, the force that was as strong as an iron barrier was still cut open by one knife. But thanks to this slow resistance, the little maid escaped.  She was sucked back by Yin Feimeng's secretly released internal force, and her body could barely avoid the blade, otherwise she would end up with the same fate as the long sword in her hand.  The sword passed silently, cutting in two!

    But with Yin Feimeng¡¯s eyesight.  It can be seen that two Tie Hengs will appear at that moment, and it is not as simple as an afterimage formed by the extremely fast movement of the sword holder.  But it comes from the magical power of that horizontal sword, otherwise it would not be possible to break through Qin Haoran's palm so easily.  Therefore, rather than saying that the knife was wielded by a person, it is more appropriate to say that the knife was driving the person. This also aroused Yin Feimeng's interest and at the same time paid more attention to Tie Heng.

    The little maid Feng Ling stood there, staring blankly at the broken long sword in her hand. Her eyes were full of tears, and she looked like she was about to cry, and her body was shaking a little.  This is partly because of sadness. Not every member of the Dongli Sword Sect is qualified to equip a sword. They must at least have some success in sword control, and they must also cooperate with the swordsmith to refine the sword that best suits their own characteristics.  , from now on, he has to be inseparable from the sword, and he needs to cultivate his mind and inner strength every day to deepen the compatibility between the person and the sword, so that the person and the sword become one, which can be said to be a lot of effort.  Now that the little maid's sword was cut off, it suddenly felt like something was missing in her heart, and like she had lost a certain part of her body. It was no longer just the heartache after a precious thing was damaged.

    On the other hand, there is fear. This little maid is inexperienced, but her strength is pretty good. She understands that she has gone around the gate of hell. If Master Qin and his lady hadn't taken action, she would have died. She is a  Dead people.  No matter how you say it, she is still a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. When she thinks of being beheaded, her blood and internal organs flow all over the floor.However, she had an urge to vomit.  It's just that she didn't dare to embarrass her young lady anymore. She suppressed her panic and pursed her lips tightly, stubbornly not letting herself cry or letting tears flow.

    The surrounding outer disciples finally recovered from the shock at this time, drew their swords and surrounded Tie Heng.  There was also some noise among the inner disciples at the rear, and some were shouting that the dignity of the Dongli Sword Sect should not be insulted.

    "Stop! Everyone retreat, don't be reckless!" But Qin Haoran shouted an order, and the outer disciples immediately reined in their mounts. Although they were a little confused, they did not dare to disobey the true disciples' orders at all, and sheathed their swords one after another.  , and retreated to both sides.  Several inner disciples who were shouting did not make any sound, and the scene became quiet again.

    "This brother!" Qin Haoran didn't sit on the horse carelessly. He turned over and dismounted, and walked forward while clasping his fists in salute to Tie Heng, Zheng Kui and others, but the only person he greeted was Tie Heng.  "There's a bit of misunderstanding, please calm down. We are disciples of the Dongli Sword Sect and we don't mean any harm."

    But as soon as he finished speaking, Yin Feimeng from behind pointed a finger at Tie Heng's heart. The concentrated finger strength was like a small sword as long as a foot, and it flew away silently.

    Tie Heng¡¯s expression, which had softened slightly, suddenly turned serious again, and he did not evade.  Instead, he clasped his hands in front of his chest, and his palms were covered with a thick layer of earthly energy that was as colored as sand.  He took Yin Feimeng's finger forcefully and wrapped it firmly in his hand.

    "Crack!" Tie Heng maintained his standing posture.  However, he was forced to push out more than ten feet by the strong power contained in his fingers. His feet plowed two deep depressions in the mud, and between his palms, harsh sounds continued to erupt, like many stones.  The block is vigorously polishing a section of steel.

    After a while, the harsh sound stopped. Tie Heng let go of his hands. Yin Feimeng's finger strength had been eliminated, but Tie Heng didn't feel good either.  Most of the earthly energy covering his hands was lost, and his hands felt like they had been scratched by a sharp object, causing severe pain.  But Tie Heng's expression remained unchanged, and his cold and murderous eyes met Yin Feimeng's, looking at each other.

    "Junior sister, what are you" Qin Haoran turned around, but when he opened his mouth to speak, he saw Yin Feimeng's thoughtful eyes.  When Qin Haoran saw this expression, he immediately shook his head and smiled bitterly.  To this junior sister of mine.  He couldn't understand it better. Yin Feimeng never cared about other matters. He only focused on the practice of swordsmanship and pursued the ultimate in swordsmanship.  in a sense.  She can be called a martial arts fanatic. Although she disdains looking for people to challenge her to a martial arts competition, she will not let go of any opportunity to hone her sword skills.  Tie Heng's knife just now.  This undoubtedly aroused Yin Feimeng's interest and made her happy.  So Qin Haoran didn't say anything more.  He knew that his persuasion would be useless.

    "Why don't you draw your sword?" Yin Feimeng didn't look at his senior brother, and his beautiful eyes were fixed on Tie Heng.  The red lips parted slightly and she asked in a sweet voice.

    "Why don't you draw your sword?" Tie Heng asked.

    "You are so shameless!" Before Yin Feimeng could say anything, the little maid next to her who was holding back her tears jumped out first and taunted in a high-pitched voice: "You are worthy of it!? Huh, my lady is being merciful, otherwise she would be like this  The sword flies out and cuts off your dog's head."

    Tie Heng ignored her and quietly stared at the beautiful girl a dozen steps away, waiting for her answer.  Yin Feimeng glanced at the maid next to her with cold eyes, and Feng Ling's face froze. He realized that he shouldn't talk too much at this time, and couldn't help but feel uneasy. He closed his mouth tightly and never dared to speak again.

    Yin Feimeng¡¯s gaze returned to Tie Heng, and there seemed to be a little more scrutiny and interest in her eyes. Then she said calmly and softly: ¡°With your skill, you can¡¯t take my sword.¡±

    Her voice was as beautiful as the spring water, but at the same time, her voice also revealed incomparable confidence, as if she was stating a truth that would remain unchanged for generations, and it would not change even in the end of the world.

    "How will you know if you don't try it!" Tie Heng did not learn Marxism-Leninism and Mao and Deng Thought in his previous life in vain. He firmly believed that practice will lead to true knowledge, so he did not flinch, but pushed back tit-for-tat.

    However, his dislike for Yin Feimeng was somewhat reduced in his heart. Through these few sentences, he could see that Yin Feimeng was a pure warrior. Her aloofness came from her own strong strength, and she was devoted to  The sword has nothing else, and even the worldly feelings seem a little indifferent.

    Yin Feimeng didn't speak, and her expression didn't change much, but the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter, and her eyes became sharper, like two sharp swords that were gradually unsheathed, emitting a fascinating cold light.  She couldn't help but mobilize her inner strength, and Tie Heng responded briefly, which somehow made her eager to try.

    At the same time, Yin Feimeng felt a littleDoubtful, with her strength, it is not difficult to sense that there are two strands of true energy in Tie Heng's body, one with attributes of wood and one of earth. Neither of them has reached the state of practicing qi to return liquid, and even the nature of the former's true qi is more towards health and wellness.  Healing is purely an auxiliary skill, and although the earth energy is thick and solid, it is obviously a profound internal skill, but the cultivation level is insufficient, and it seems that it has only reached the level of empathy with the universe not long ago.  Yin Feimeng would definitely be dismissive of someone who dared to utter arrogant words even though his skills were shallow, but this person made her feel an unexplainable agitation in her heart.

    Tie Heng stood there, calm on the surface, but secretly on alert.  He is not afraid of these disciples of the Dongli Sword Sect, but for some of his established plans, he does not want to reveal the identity he is currently pretending to be. Therefore, he always only uses the newly acquired Muhuang Health Kung Fu and Earth Yuan Qi. This is in line with Zhuo Xuan  The innate spiritual root and strength level of this forged character.  But if Yin Feimeng and others were really unyielding and pushed him into a panic, Tie Heng was not a soft persimmon who could be manipulated.  At worst, use real power.  Although Fenglei Zhenqi is inferior to the two swordsman geniuses Yin Feimeng and Qin Haoran in terms of realm, he is still an out-and-out monster.  His special physique gives him unimaginable physical strength and deep internal strength. In this aspect, even Yin Feimeng and Qin Haoran combined cannot compare to him.  What's more, the characteristics of the Tiger's Roar and Dragon's Song technique, coupled with the trump card of his fellow practitioners' advanced spells, are enough for him to fight these disciples of the Dongli Sword Sect to the end with his own strength.

    Looking at Tie Heng¡¯s calm and solemn expression, as well as his eyes as dark as the endless night sky, Qin Haoran actually felt a little creepy. His intuition told him that the person in front of him was extremely dangerous.  And just now, facing Feng Ling, a delicate and beautiful girl, he could kill her without hesitation.  It is enough to show that this is an out-and-out ruthless person!

    "This man is not simple" Qin Haoran's thoughts were a little dazed. He remembered that every time he saw the five-color elk guarding the sect's important land, the descendant of that mythical beast, under its noble, peaceful appearance, full of natural beauty, was  The power is unimaginable by ordinary people. Even if it does not exude the aura of a strong man, it still makes those who get close feel frightened and depressed.  And now Tie Heng gave him this feeling, as if there was a monster hidden under that ordinary human skin, or like a strong undercurrent surging under the calm river surface.  Although it is subtle, it does exist.

    "Junior sister!" Qin Haoran turned his head suddenly and blocked Yin Feimeng's attack at almost the last moment.

    Like his senior brother, Yin Feimeng, who has practiced kendo for more than ten years, also has extraordinary keen intuition.  So at this moment, Yin Feimeng also felt a vague uneasiness, which made her realize that the man in front of her was even more extraordinary than she had previously expected.  But it is different from Qin Haoran's caution.  This strange feeling actually made Yin Feimeng ignite a fierce fighting spirit.

    Whether it is swordsmanship or other martial arts.  Essentially, they are all used for fighting and killing, and only in constant battles.  Only then can one break through one's own limits again and again and reach the pinnacle of martial arts.  Yin Feimeng understood this very well, not to mention that Tie Heng's blow just now had already touched her quite a bit. Perhaps a real fight would yield greater gains.

    However, seeing Qin Haoran's serious expression, showing the rare majesty of a senior brother, Yin Feimeng did not continue to be willful, but just snorted with some reluctance, and gradually slowed down the skills he had gathered.

    Qin Haoran secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He is a thoughtful person. At the same time, he values ??the interests of the Dongli Sword Sect above all else and regards the future survival and development of the sect as his own responsibility. Therefore, he continues to strengthen and consolidate internally.  One's own prestige is to make friends with or win over experts from all sides and expand contacts.  Because he knows very well that no matter how powerful the Dongli Sword Sect is, it is better to have one more friend than one more enemy, especially such an unprovoked enmity, which is not good for both parties.

    "Brother, have you not asked for advice yet?" Qin Haoran came to Tie Heng, his attitude seemed more solemn than before.

    "Zhuo Xuan." Tie Heng was silent for a while and then reported the false name.

    "It turns out it's Brother Zhuo. I'm Qin Haoran, please be polite." Qin Haoran clasped his fists again, and then gave a brief introduction to his companion.  "That is my junior sister, Yin Feimeng, and the others are also my fellow students."

    "I have long admired your name." Tie Heng clasped his fists and saluted, and his tone softened a lot.

    Qin Haoran's eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled heartily and said: "Brother Zhuo, what happened tonight is purely a misunderstanding. We have no ill intentions, so please don't mind."

    Tie Heng didn¡¯t respond and looked noncommittal.

    Qin Haoran smiled without thinking, and then asked: "Brother Zhuo, are you going to Ninghai City here?"

    "Yes, I transported some medicinal materials from my hometown and plan to go to Ninghai City to sell them at a good price. It's a small business. It's funny."??Tie Heng pointed to Zheng Kui and others next to him.  "I met Brother Zheng on the road. He also went to Ninghai City with his caravan to sell goods, so we went together."

    "Oh, that's good." Qin Haoran seemed to be very happy and clapped his hands, then took out two three-inch square bronze medals from the storage bag on his waist. The yellow medals were engraved with the sword shape symbolizing the Dongli Sword Sect.  There is a pattern and a secret code on the reverse side.

    "Brother Zhuo, please accept this belt. The inferior sect has martial arts schools and properties all over Haizhou, especially in Ninghai City. If Brother Zhuo needs anything, just show this belt. The inferior sect's disciples in the local area  I will definitely try my best to meet your request." Qin Haoran said, regardless of whether Tie Heng accepted it or not, he forced a bronze medal into his hand, turned around and Qin Haoran smiled at Zheng Kui again.  He handed over another bronze medal.  "This old man is also frightened. Please forgive me for the recklessness of this humble disciple."

    "I don't dare to take it. I don't dare to take it." Zheng Kui couldn't help but feel a little flattered. He was self-aware.  In the eyes of the other party, he was just an inconspicuous person, and it was entirely because of Tie Heng that he could give him face. Zheng Kui naturally understood the situation and accepted the bronze medal after saying a few polite words.

    Qin Haoran smiled and nodded. He saw that this small caravan seemed to have a good relationship with Tie Heng, so he sold a favor.  Then he turned to Tie Heng without giving the latter a chance to speak.  He said in a regretful tone: "Brother Zhuo, we have not known each other since we have not fought each other. We should make friends with each other and have a good time over wine. Alas, it is a pity that I have something important to do with my colleagues. I have to rush to Ninghai City at starry night and cannot be here.  Camp.¡±

    Qin Haoran said that he reported an address in Ninghai City.  "Fortunately, Brother Zhuo is also rushing to Ninghai City. This address is the base of the inferior sect in the city. Brother Zhuo doesn't need to find that inn to stay. You can come to our place. Even the medicinal materials that Brother Zhuo brought can be used by me.  Find a good buyer for you.¡±

    Tie Heng was somewhat surprised by the other party's enthusiasm, but Qin Haoran was polite and cheerful.  There was no sign of strength or arrogance at all, which made Tie Hengsheng feel somewhat fond of him.  It's just a good impression, and it doesn't hurt to make friends.  But Tie Heng didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the Dongli Sword Sect or even Prince Ning, so he answered perfunctorily: "Brother Qin's kindness is accepted. I won't be able to bother you when the time comes."

    "Haha, welcome to me." Qin Haoran and Tie Heng chatted for a while.  Neither side mentioned the conflict just now. The people around them seemed to be having a good time talking to each other, and the previous flash of swords and swords seemed to have been forgotten by them.

    "Brother Zhuo, I'll say goodbye now, we'll see you later!" Finally, Qin Haoran turned over and mounted his blue sword-antlered deer, sat on the deer's back and hugged Tie Heng.  In fact, he wanted to stay a little longer. Through this short period of contact, he found that although the man in front of him was ordinary in appearance, he had an extraordinary bearing, and his attitude towards himself was neither arrogant nor humble. Underneath his peaceful appearance, he revealed that he was similar to them.  Brothers and sisters have the same calmness, and being able to develop such a demeanor shows that this person has absolute confidence in himself.  With this discovery, Qin Haoran became more and more convinced that his previous feeling was correct and that this person was worthy of his friendship.  It was just that this trip was going to Ninghai City, and he had heavy responsibilities. There were a number of precious materials in several high-end storage bags that he kept close to his body, and they needed to be delivered to Prince Ning's Mansion as soon as possible. This was why they rushed all night.  In addition, there is another reason that urges Qin Haoran to get on the road as soon as possible. Tie Heng's sword skills have aroused Yin Feimeng's interest. For this talented junior sister, he, as a senior brother, is mostly helpless. Although just now  I have temporarily dissuaded her, but maybe she will become willful again, so it is better to leave quickly to avoid a long night and many dreams.  Besides, since Tie Heng's destination is also Ninghai City, there will always be a chance to meet again in the future, so there is no need to rush.

    "See you tomorrow!" Tie Heng waved to see him off, watching Qin Haoran leading a group of fellow disciples to the east.  During this process, Yin Feimeng glanced at him lightly, and then her beautiful face disappeared behind the crowd. At this moment, the world seemed to become a little darker.  As for the little maid Feng Ling, she gritted her teeth and glared at Tie Heng. Until the cavalry was far away, Tie Heng could still feel the resentment in those two eyes.

    "This little girl is not old, but she has quite a bad temper." Tie Heng muttered in a low voice, but he didn't care too much in his heart.

    "Brother Zhuo, brother Zhuo, you really scared me." Zheng Kui came over and pointed Tie Heng with his hand and smiled bitterly.

    ¡°It¡¯s my little brother¡¯s fault, I almost hurt my elder brother.¡± Tie Heng also felt embarrassed and replied apologetically.

    "That's it, that's it." What Tie Heng said made Zheng Kui feel a little bit sorry. He waved his hand, indicating that the matter was over and there was no need to mention it again.  Then he asked everyone to disperse, and asked everyone to go to dinner quickly and have an early rest after eating. It was a really stressful day.

    Zheng Kui himself returned to the tent with the help of a boy.?, he took out the bronze medal given by Qin Haoran, and gently rubbed the surface of the card with his rough palm.  For a person like Qin Haoran, this bronze medal is nothing and can be given away casually, but for Zheng Kui, the meaning of this bronze medal is completely different.  With it, if the caravan encounters any trouble that cannot be solved, it can seek help from the Dongli Sword Sect, which may turn a disaster into a safe one.  Even in normal times, as long as you wear this bronze medal on your belt, smuggling and selling goods in Haizhou will be much smoother.

    Zheng Kui was thinking about it in the tent while holding the bronze medal. Tie Heng in the camp had already distributed the Ten Treasures Qi Tonic soup cooked in a large pot to everyone.  He also took a bowl himself and filled his stomach hastily with two pieces of bread.

    The boys around didn't care about burning their mouths and ate happily. They were full of praise for the delicious taste of the Ten Treasure Soup. Moreover, this rice soup was the culprit that almost caused the disaster. It was from the Liandong Li Sword Sect.  People have to pay attention to their food. Now that they can taste it, they naturally feel it is more precious. The taste is much sweeter and they have to lick every bit of it clean.

    Tie Heng was also happy to see everyone eating. Others liked to eat the food he made, which gave him a sense of accomplishment.  Then he washed his dishes and went to his small tent.  Along the way, those boys greeted him respectfully and saluted him when they saw him, and their eyes were full of admiration. There was no longer the implicit fear and shrinkage before.

    Tie Heng smiled mockingly in his heart. He knew that these boys admired him for not flinching or being afraid of challenges in front of the disciples of Dongli Sword Sect. This is the passion of young people. This kind of emotion is like  In his previous life, when he was in junior high school and high school, he had the same respect for those who dared to fight against power.

    But Tie Heng didn't notice that Colgate had been staring at him. The girl didn't know what she thought of, and her expression was uncertain. It wasn't until Tie Heng ducked into the tent that she slowly withdrew her gaze, feeling a little lost.  The ten treasure soup in my mouth no longer seems so delicious.

    In the tent, Tie Heng sat cross-legged on the felt mat, and You Meng, who had taken it off from his belt, was placed across his lap.  And his whole mind has sunk into this horizontal sword, and he is having spiritual communication with the weapon spirit Youmeng.  At the same time, a steady stream of true energy is injected into the sword, just like the disciples of Dongli Sword Sect cultivating swords. Since Tie Heng received the ancient sword techniques taught by You Meng, he will cultivate them with energy and spirit in this way every day when he practices meditation.  Man and knife are one.

    At this moment, Tie Heng was reminiscing about the sword he had used to cut off the little girl's sword. This was the first time he used the ancient sword techniques taught by You Meng in actual combat. The power was so powerful that even he was surprised.

    "This set of sword techniques has no name. It's fair to assume that the people of ancient times were struggling to survive in that dangerous world. Who would bother to think of a majestic name for a set of martial arts." The previous sword made Tie Tie  Heng gained a lot. At this time, he communicated with You Meng's soul, and he couldn't help but pay more attention to this unknown sword technique, and decided to give it a name.

    "This set of sword techniques has been improved several times, and now it is purely to match You Meng's spatial characteristics. It has been practiced to the extreme. It can kill people without a shadow and is unstoppable Then, let's call it traceless killing!" I thought of this!  , Tie Heng's mind fell silent again, and in his mind, under the guidance of the weapon spirit Youmeng, he continued to practice the sword technique that had just been named (To be continued)
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