C5 Shadow League

In the main hall of the City of Ten Thousand Swords, Zheng Tianlei, Tong Zijin, Sun Tie, and the Sect Leaders of the various northern sects were whispering to each other. In the lobby, there was a pale-faced middle-aged man holding onto a phoenix sword, looking worried. It was Gu Wuhen.

"Master, is that old man really that powerful? He actually seriously injured you?" Zheng Tianlei asked in confusion.

"Absolute Shadow Blade Master!?" Gu Wuhen muttered to himself as he looked at the Phoenix Sword. However, when he said these four words, the eyes of the various Sect Leaders were about to pop out and their mouths were hanging open. Because they knew that the "Vanishing Swordsman" was the same famous Ouyang Jue as Leng Zhongnan's grandfather, Leng Ao, 30 years ago. According to legend, no one knew what he looked like, only that he had come and gone without a trace, and even more so, no one had seen his blade before, because all the people who had seen it were already dead. However, he was obsessed with martial arts and had once challenged all the experts in the martial arts world. However, none of them were his match, until after his battle with Leng Ao 30 years ago, he had disappeared along with Leng Ao. They had thought that he had died together with Leng Ao, so many people had gradually forgotten about his existence.

"Master of the castle, that little bastard was saved by the Absolute Shadow Blade Master, he did not cut the grass and did not remove the roots. I'm afraid." The Kunlun Sect Sect Leader Yu Qingsoong stood up anxiously.

"Sect Leader Yu, then you should eradicate him. My father was seriously injured, do you think you can remove him?" Gu Jun retorted with disdain. Yu Qingsoong could only swallow his anger as he sat down. He thought to himself, "If it weren't for your father, I would have already crippled you, little bastard." However, Gu Wuhen was more worried than anyone else. Because if the 'Vanishing Shadow Swordsman' did not die, then that cold arrogance …

In a bamboo house constructed of bamboo in the valley of Hunan, a young man in a white robe and a pretty face was holding a piece of jade flute. An old man in a long green robe was sitting peacefully by the stream outside the bamboo house, holding a fishing rod in one hand and stroking his beard with the other. When the leaves of the mountain were completely yellow, and with the cruel autumn wind, the geese helplessly flew past the sky in a row, the bamboo house rang with the song "Li Shang". It was Leng Heng who thought of his mother and played it, making this late autumn even colder.

"Heng'er, what do you want to eat today? Grandfather caught fish and salted egg. " The old man pushed open the door.

"Grandpa, I'm back." A round eyes, high nose, and lips as thin as Leng Heng's jumped towards the old man with a basket of fruits. The old man picked up this little girl while he was wandering, because they met at the edge of a field, and the rice in the field was green. So he named her Tian Qing'er.

"Grandfather, I don't want to eat fish. Mother used to love making salted egg for me to eat, so I only wanted to eat salted egg." Leng Heng put down the jade flute and stood up.

"Eating salted egg again, you look like a salted egg. You normally don't even say anything, you can only hit a fart with three sticks, and that's only a few words at most." The little girl pouted.

"Heng`er, hurry up and eat. After you finish eating, grandpa wants to see your body. From tomorrow onwards, you will be practicing martial arts." The old man caressed Leng Heng's head lovingly.

After dinner, the old man brought Leng Heng to the room to check Leng Heng's body. He was surprised to find out that Leng Heng's bones were amazing. Leng Heng was a great material for practicing martial arts and even he couldn't compare to him.

"That stinky brat Leng Zhongnan is such a waste. He actually told you to not learn martial arts."

The old man sighed. When he remembered that this was the last trace of his bloodline, his eyes became somewhat sorrowful. Thirty years ago, he and Leng Ao were best friends. The two of them exchanged kung fu skills, and then he became obsessed with kung fu and fought with Leng Ao. .

If not for Leng Ao's final attack, he would have died a long time ago, but because the last move of the Peerless Spear Arts would have been executed, he would have had to finish it.

In the past, Leng Ao had sacrificed himself to make him stop looking for people to fight with. This was why he had been living in seclusion for the past 30 years. He could only help Leng family take revenge, but he had vowed that he would definitely not kill a single person.

Therefore, the hope fell on Leng Heng.

The Double-dragon Spear s were also known as the Yin Yang Spear, with the latter half of the spear body made from Earth Fire Mysterious Iron, if the inner strength was not easy to touch, the hand would be scorched, while the front half of the spear body was made of thousand-year black ice, where the ice would be melted and the person with profound ice would be injected into the spear body, thus it was extremely cold. On the spear body, there were two dragons in the shape of a pair of dragons seizing the pearls, there were three buttons on the spear body, the first one was to control the spearhead, the second was to control the twin-dragon tail of the spearhead, and the third was to control the rotation of the spearhead.

The bead in the middle was used to look at the spear manual. The spear manual was on Leng Heng's jade belt. The jade belt was divided into 10 pieces. One piece for one move, there were 12 moves to each strike. It could only be seen through the Night Pearl. The Double-dragon Spear danced together with the dragon's roar. Starting from the sixth move, Twin Dragon didn't need to use the button to activate the rotation, it's power was greater than pressing the button.

Many of the gun's functions were unknown to Leng Zhongnan, because the gun was too abstruse. It was made during the Warring States Era.

He had to spend 8 years to barely comprehend the sixth move, but unfortunately, he had lost all his internal energy and died before he could even use it.

Of course, in the beginning, he could not let him use the Double-dragon Spear. Because of the lack of internal energy, Ouyang Jue specifically gave the bamboo spear to Leng Heng to use as a link, and only when Wu Tie mastered the third move, he would be able to resist the hot and cold qi from the spear.

"The stinky salted egg is eating, stop practicing." Tian Qing'er came to the foot of the hill and shouted. However, Leng Heng continued to train desperately and did not answer. Tian Qing'er left the salted egg at the bottom of the hill. After Leng Heng had rested for a while, he picked up the salted egg and thought of his mother. He took out the jade flute from his waist and started to play "Liushang" again, while Tian Qing'er secretly watched Leng Heng from the side of the grass patch. She only foolishly smiled and left after seeing him start to eat!

In the blink of an eye, five years had passed, and it was now the early autumn. The maple leaves in the valley had started to turn yellow, and on this hillside, a thirteen year old teenager holding a Double-dragon Spear stood there quietly. The moment he opened his eyes, his right leg kicked the handle of the spear, and the spear started spinning around his wrist. The first round of autumn wind blew. Just as a maple leaf was about to fall to the ground, it was sliced into two by the spinning spearhead. After landing, there was a thin layer of frost on the damaged leaves, while the other half was burnt to ashes. The teenager lightly tapped the ground with his right foot and threw the spear's head, rising up into the air. His hands constantly waved the long spear in the air, sucking the leaves into the surroundings of the spear, just like a dragon dancing. The teenager pulled the spear's tail with his left hand, causing the spear to fly backwards through the palm gap. Suddenly, an eagle appeared in the sky, the teenager turned around and grabbed the body of the spear, and after landing on the ground, he pinched the handle of the spear, causing all the leaves around the spear to fly off in different directions. The two dragon tails of the spear were spinning at a high speed, it was indeed the Peerless Spear Arts's sixth move, 'Twin Dragon Tails', that broke through the sixth move in only five years. The youth turned around, wearing a white robe and white boots. When the wind blew past his hair that covered his left eye, a handsome youth turned his head and whistled. The eagle landed on his shoulder. It was Leng Heng and Ruin. Because over the years, Tian Qing'er and Leng Heng had gotten to know each other and had learned how to control the wind, Leng Heng knew that it was Tian Qing'er who had come to deliver the food.

"salted egg, are you hungry? I brought my own made salted egg to eat with you today, and also your favorite tea. A 12-year-old girl wearing yellow clothes, a pink belt, and white boots was holding a basket as she spoke.

Leng Heng retracted the front half of the gun, then he put it on his waist and walked towards Tian Qing'er. The two youths sat on the hillside, eating salted egg s and drinking tea while an eagle flapped its wings beside them.

"It's delicious, isn't it?!" I made it myself. " Tian Qing'er asked proudly.

"Can you not call me salted egg from now on?" Leng Heng turned around and looked at the horizon expressionlessly.

"No, I like to call it that. You are just like a salted egg! It's not like you can laugh. It's been like this for years. "Humph!" Tian Qing'er pouted in annoyance.

"Up to you!" I can't do anything to you. Where's grandpa? "

"I'm going for a walk again. Before I leave, tell me to give you the book on Vanishing Step. Here!" This is for you. " As he said that, he took out a book from his waist and handed it to Leng Heng.

"Why didn't you learn martial arts?" Leng Heng continued to look at the horizon.

"Why should I? You will protect me in the future! Don't tell me you don't want to protect me!? And girls shouldn't fight and kill. "

"And when I am not with you?"

"Then I'll be with you wherever you go, why should we split up?" Tian Qing'er also looked towards the horizon with a puzzled expression.

The setting sun was as red as blood, and for the past two years, the youth hugged his legs side by side as he watched the sun set. The autumn wind blew gently against the leaves, and the birds returned to their nests in groups. "The wind left behind, flapping its wings as it flew towards the sky, chasing after a flock of various birds. The birds dispersed in all directions."