Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 151: The Twenty-Three Swords of Huashan! (8.564k)
The cliff was bare and lifeless; not even the surrounding stone walls were covered with any green moss.

There are no insects or birds, everything is silent.

The jagged rocks were either crouching or lying down, like stone beasts. No matter how wide their mouths opened, once the four people on the cliff fell silent, there would be no echo at all.

The gazes of Yue Lingshan and the other two followed Zhao Rong towards the steep cliff behind.

Linghu Chong was brewing the words "Brother Rong, did you see it wrong?" but he couldn't utter them yet.

Suddenly, I heard a whistling sound of wind and my eyes blurred.

I only saw a green shadow flash by, but couldn't make out its shape clearly.

The three men's eyesight was far from enough to react. They could not see the figure clearly as it flashed by. When they hurriedly came to their senses, there was a thin old man in front of them.

He had a white beard and a green robe, looked depressed, and his face was as white as gold paper.

The beard of his robe fell as he moved, still floating slightly. The old man had clear eyes and a calm and relaxed feeling, and his aura was clear and distant.

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan were the most surprised.

The two of them looked around and saw that it was indeed the Siguo Cliff. They looked at the steep cliff at the back and then at the old man, and doubts immediately arose in their hearts.

Linghu Chong stared at the old man and thought:

"Just from the movements he showed, we can tell that this old man has extraordinary skills."

"If Junior Brother Zhao hadn't been here, we would never have noticed him in the dark."

"If the old man had followed us here, he would have been spotted by Junior Brother Zhao, which means he had been hiding on the back cliff. It's strange that Master and his wife had no idea about it."

"Could it be."

"Is it my Huashan Sect's senior who lives in seclusion here?"

When he thought of this, the doubt on his face faded a little, and he bowed and asked respectfully:
"Old sir, are you a senior of our Huashan Sect?"

Yue Lingshan was shocked when she heard this. She looked at the old man with white beard and couldn't remember her parents ever mentioning him.

Qu Feiyan saw the old man, glanced at his senior brother out of the corner of his eye, thought of the song just now, and guessed about 70% of it.

"Brother Rong attaches so much importance to this old man, he must be a hermit and a great man."

I just mentioned the old sculptor and was lamenting that there are so many hermits in the world, but I didn't expect to meet one in the blink of an eye.

Feng Qingyang glanced at the four people. He didn't want to see anyone and had no intention of showing up.

It was unimaginable that I would be called out by a little boy.

If he doesn't show up, this kid will probably tell Yue Buqun, and then he won't have peace on the Cliff of Regret.

Feng Qingyang glanced at Zhao Rong again, then turned to Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan and replied with just one word: "Yes."

When the two people from Huashan Sect heard this, they were surprised and happy, but they still couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

When an old senior from the same school suddenly shows up, I always suspect that the other person is a fraud.

Zhao Rong said nothing and moved a large stone behind him.

"Senior, please sit down."

Feng Qingyang nodded at him and sat down, saying faintly:
"You are Yue Buqun's disciples. Yue Buqun should call me his uncle. Xiao Ning's father, Ning Qingyu, was the previous head of Huashan. I am his junior fellow apprentice, Feng Qingyang."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yue Lingshan and Linghu Chong remembered the words engraved on the cave wall and were shocked all over.

"Ah! Uncle Grandmaster!!"

"You are Uncle Feng Taishi!"

The two of them shouted in surprise, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Disciple greets Uncle Master Feng!"

"It is a great pleasure for me, your disciple, to have the honor of meeting you."

Feng Qingyang was very calm: "You guys get up."

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan kowtowed three more times respectfully before standing up and standing aside.

Feng Qingyang asked them to sit down again.

Zhao Rong and Qu Feiyan were guests on the Cliff of Repentance. They came over to pay their respects only after they had met their master, disciple and grandson.

"Senior Feng."

One voice is crisp and pleasant, the other is steady and loud.

Feng Qingyang nodded at Qu Feiyan, then locked his gaze on the young man in front of him, looking at him carefully twice.

"You kid, you just disturb my peace."

His eyebrows raised, with a hint of blame in his eyes.

Zhao Rong had ulterior motives, so he felt a little ashamed, so he smiled apologetically, "I apologize for offending you just now, senior."

"I came to this cliff today and suddenly had the idea of ​​playing a piece of music. There are no green plants or clear mists here, so I am very confused as to why I feel like playing this."

"It was only after meeting the old senior that I realized that there are immortals like you in the mountains."

"My predecessor from Hengshan said, a song breaks your heart, where in the world can you find a soulmate?"

"It turns out that there was some guidance from the unknown, not wanting me to miss you, the hermit master."

Xiaoqu, who was standing by, couldn't help but secretly laugh when she heard what he said.

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan were slightly stunned, thinking why couldn't we put our words in such a nice way.

After hearing this, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but smile on his haggard face.

"Although your master, Mr. Zhu, is good at music, he is a conservative person. It would be very interesting if he knew that he had a disciple like you."

"Master must have known about this."

"Oh? Why do you see it?"

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "My master often goes to the ancestral temple to burn incense. My master's ears have become calloused. He must feel annoyed when he hears my name."

Feng Qingyang smiled and didn't think it was strange: "Mo Da's martial arts are mediocre, but I admire him for being able to teach a disciple like you."

Zhao Rong immediately caught the flaw: "Senior, have you seen my martial arts?"

Feng Qingyang had no choice but to reveal: "I saw it that night."

After hearing this, Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan's expressions changed slightly.

It turned out that Grand Master Feng was watching silently. If there was a disaster that night, Grand Master Feng might lend a hand.

Then I heard Mr. Feng say:

"Your Five Divine Swordsmanship is even better than Mr. Zhu's. It's unlikely that you learned it from your master, but did you comprehend it on your own?"

Zhao Rong looked towards the south, his eyes full of admiration, "Master taught me carefully and pointed the way for me, so I can understand it."

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but nodded.

Qu Feiyan whispered at the side: "The fish and shrimp are cooked."

Zhao Rong smiled and invited: "Senior Feng, please eat together."

Linghu Chong put the dishes in order without waiting for the old man to refuse.

Feng Qingyang was slightly stunned. He had not experienced such a scene in many years.

Linghu Chong, who was standing next to him, was pouring wine while thinking, "Today, I am able to drink a cup with my uncle, which is really a great thing in life."

He was so happy and excited that he spilled the wine.

Yue Lingshan was curious and confused, "Why did Grand Master Uncle live in seclusion? Why didn't he meet us? It must be miserable for him to be alone on the cliff of regret."

Thinking of this, her heart ached and she became very worried about the old man's daily life in the mountains.

Qu Feiyan picked out the green onions and ginger from the pot, and Zhao Rong added some dry wood.

Feng Qingyang looked at the four people, his eyes flickering with an indescribable color.

That year, Huashan was prosperous, and there were nearly thirty brothers and sisters of the Qing generation.

The old man looked at Yue Lingshan. She seemed like a window, allowing him to see some of Ning Qingyu's face.

The fish and shrimps under Huashan Waterfall still taste the same as they did back then.

People are no longer the same as they were back then.

"What's the point of fighting over sword energy? If I don't go to Jiangnan, can I stop them?"

He was just thinking about the past when four younger generations toasted him.

Feng Qingyang's thoughts were brought back to reality.

“Uncle Master Feng, have you been living in seclusion on the Cliff of Repentance all this time? My parents have no idea about it either.” Yue Lingshan asked.

"Well," Feng Qingyang looked at her, "When I retired to the cliff of repentance, even your grandfather didn't know about it, let alone your parents."

"Why doesn't Grandmaster Uncle see them?"

Feng Qingyang sighed: "My past experiences on Mount Hua made me believe that everything is destined, so I sealed up my sword and retired, vowing never to get involved in the disputes of the martial arts world again."

"I didn't intend to see you."

They vaguely guessed that it was related to the dispute over sword energy, but Feng Qingyang did not bring it up, so the two of them did not dare to ask.

Then Master Feng looked at the young head of Hengshan and asked, "Where is the old sculptor you mentioned now?"

"I saw it in Qingshui Town, not far from Luzhou. I don't know if it's still there now."

Zhao Rong seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly showed a look of doubt. He spoke without as much hesitation as the two Huashans, "Senior Feng, could it be that you are the Jiangnan man that the old plastic worker mentioned?"

Feng Qingyang didn't say yes or no, he just picked out a fat shrimp to eat.

Hengshan was a smart boy. When he asked this question, he knew he would be guessed.

So I don’t feel strange.

But things and people have changed. The people who had interactions with him in the past are getting fewer and fewer, and he is also very curious about this old sculptor.

Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan and Qu Feiyan widened their eyes slightly.

did not expect.
The old man who lived in seclusion in Qingshui had his victim right before his eyes.

Feng Qingyang asked: "How is his swordsmanship now?"

Zhao Rong suddenly said seriously, "That old senior has been sculpted for twenty-two years since he left Gusu. He sealed his sword but never forgot it. He showed me a sword. That sword was the result of his defeat by the senior twenty-two years ago."

"It is Sword Twenty-Two."

Although Feng Qingyang had been living in seclusion, he was an expert in swordsmanship. After hearing what Zhao Rong said, his heart was filled with thoughts and he could not calm down.

While chewing the prawns, he repeated his words: "Sword Twenty-Two."

This sword technique has a certain otherworldly feel to it just from its name.

"Do you remember that sword?"

"remember."

When Zhao Rong spoke, the Autumn Water Sword was already in his hand. He moved so fast that the other three people did not notice it, but Feng Qingyang saw it clearly and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Rong turned to face Feng Qingyang and stabbed with a sword.

Ordinary people could not see anything special about this sword, but it made Feng Qingyang's eyes light up.

He chuckled again and said, "It's almost a return to nature."

"This sword is really amazing, but his moves are still there. At this moment, he is still no match for me."

Zhao Rong said, "I have met this old man before. At that time, I followed the momentum of his sword and stabbed him, and he seemed to understand something."

"The sword at that time was his sword twenty-two."

"I have a vague feeling that his sword will not be used for the 23rd time. If he uses the sword again, it will be simple and natural, without any traces of chiseling or axe."

Linghu Chong and the two junior sisters from the two sects were all confused. The old man and the young man in front of them were chatting about some words that they could understand literally, but when they thought about it carefully, they were completely confused.

Back to basics, simple and natural.
Is there really such a realm in swordsmanship?

The serious looks of the old and the young made them believe that this unreachable realm really existed.

Everyone is yearning for it.

Linghu Chong thought to himself, "There is the Old Sword God at Huashan, and the Young Sword God at Hengshan."

"One is my great uncle, and the other is my good friend. Today I am drinking with two sword gods, which is really a wonderful thing in life."

The drunkard smiled and took a sip of wine happily.

Feng Qingyang listened to Zhao Rong's words and said solemnly: "Sword Twenty-three."

"If it's true as you said, he has hidden his sword and has no other moves. Once Sword Twenty-Three comes out, I won't say I'm sure to win."

Qu Feiyan asked: "Senior, is it more powerful to have no moves than to have moves?"

"Yes," Yue Lingshan also said, "If you don't follow the moves, how can you defeat your opponent?"

Feng Qingyang stroked his beard and glanced at Zhao Rong.

He turned to his disciple and said, "Chong'er, draw your sword."

"Yes, Grand Master!"

Feng Qingyang said: "First, use the move White Rainbow Piercing the Sun, then use the Move Phoenix Arrives, and then use the Move Golden Goose Flying Across the Sky."

He talked incessantly, reciting more than thirty moves in one breath.

These thirty moves are the more basic sword moves of the Huashan Sect. Most of the disciples on the mountain have learned them, but the order was reversed by Feng Qingyang.

Linghu Chong drew his sword and followed the old man's instructions to use the White Rainbow Piercing the Sun move. His sword moves and footsteps were all performed according to his master's instructions, but after he finished the move, he froze in place.

Yue Lingshan felt strange and gestured as well.

Only then did I understand the difficulties faced by the eldest brother.

"At the end of the move White Rainbow Piercing the Sun, the tip of the sword points to the sky. At the beginning of the next move Phoenix Arrives, the tip of the sword points downward. No matter what, they can't connect together."

"Uncle Grandmaster, the next move of White Rainbow Piercing the Sun is Green Pine Welcoming Guests, followed by Golden Goose Flying Across the Sky."

Yue Lingshan questioned in a low voice.

Linghu Chong was also hesitating there, thinking that his master did not teach him this way.

The two looked at the Grand Master and saw that the old man's face darkened. This fierce man looked exactly like Sect Leader Yue.

"Ah, fools, fools, no wonder you are Yue Buqun's disciples, you are rigid and inflexible."

He cursed, and if he had only cursed at the two of them, Yue Lingshan and Linghu Chong would naturally have taken the brunt of it.

But when it comes to Sect Leader Yue, they are not convinced.

But the old man didn't look at them, and asked Zhao Rong: "Hengshan boy, what can you do?"

Zhao Rong said in a deep voice:
"Brother Linghu, the moves Uncle Yue taught you are absolutely correct, but Senior Feng told you to forget the coherent moves and use them as you please."

"I was like this at first when I was using the Hengshan Entry-level Sword Technique. Later, when I was fighting with the enemy and changing my moves in the chaos of battle, I realized how to make the moves kill or save the enemy."

"One move is upwards, and the other is downwards, so just drag it from top to bottom, chop the enemy's hand diagonally, and then use the second move."

Feng Qingyang nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad."

He then gave Linghu Chong some advice: "There is no such posture in sword moves. Can't you come up with something new and use it casually?"

While Yue Lingshan was still thinking, Linghu Chong's eyes lit up.

Then he used the move "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun" and raised the sword and pressed it down. It immediately turned into "A Phoenix Arrives". After the golden goose flew across the sky, he raised the long sword above his head and turned it into the "Sword Intercepting" style.

There was no pause until the last thirty moves were completed with the sound of bells and drums.

Although they were all familiar moves, being able to perform them seamlessly was something that required extraordinary talent.

After Linghu Chong put away his sword, he felt an indescribable sense of relief and joy in his heart.

Yue Lingshan was surprised. She felt that this set of sword moves suddenly became more agile and changeable, and its power increased sharply.

Although it is different from what my father taught me, the facts are before my eyes and I cannot refuse to accept them.

She thought that the eldest senior brother would be praised, but unexpectedly, Master Feng Tai had a stern face again: "It is true that it is wrong, but it is a pity that the marks of the axe and the chisel are too obvious, and it is extremely clumsy."

"Don't you two like to practice swordplay at the waterfall?"

"This series of sword moves should be like a waterfall rushing down, without any stagnation."

“Only when something flows naturally can it be described as ‘alive’.”

"When you forget all the thirty moves you just made, you can perform them at will and make further progress."

Yue Lingshan and Qu Feiyan seemed to be deep in thought. Linghu Chong had learned a lot and hurried to thank him for his teachings.

did not expect.
The old man continued, "You are a great material, but Yue Buqun is a complete idiot and has turned you into a fool."

Yue Lingshan and Linghu Chong were unhappy when they heard this, but they couldn't refute it.

The Grand Master Uncle is not only the Master's elder, but also extremely wise.

Feng Qingyang looked at Zhao Rong again, "I have met Mr. Zhu. His vision and knowledge are not as good as yours, which shows that Mo Da's ability is better than his master. I remember that Mr. Zhu's music is very famous, but his ability to teach his disciples is much worse than that of my senior brother."

Mr. Feng, you hit the nail on the head.

The disciples taught by the master each followed his own path and had very different musical concepts. They divided the Hengshan world into three parts. How could the master be that wise?

Zhao Rong smiled, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.

Qu Feiyan asked, "Old senior, what is the connection between this movable type and the "no move" you just mentioned?"

Feng Qingyang took a sip of wine, and said, "When learning a move, you must learn it flexibly, and when using a move, you must use it flexibly."

“No matter how good a dead move is, it will be broken if it encounters a live move. Even if you have practiced it thousands of times and become extremely skilled, it will be broken cleanly if it encounters a master.”

“So, this movable type is just the first step.”

"To be able to attack without any moves is to truly enter the realm of a master." The old man talked about his martial arts philosophy, and a look of spirit appeared on his haggard face. "No matter how perfect the sword moves are, as long as there are traces to follow, the enemy will be able to take advantage of the opportunity. Only when there are no moves can people be unable to figure out and break the moves."

"This is the truth that no move is better than a move."

This is Mr. Feng’s philosophy, and he also follows this philosophy when judging the strength of his opponents.

Although Zhao Rong thought it made sense, he did not fully accept it.

However, listening to the old man's story in person, he felt more touched.

"No moves are better than moves" Linghu Chong's eyes were full of longing.

Qu Feiyan couldn't help but ask: "Senior, how many people in the world can reach this level?"

"It's lucky to meet one or two masters like this in a lifetime. When I was wandering around, I was lucky enough to meet three of them."

"Which three?" Zhao Rong asked curiously.

Feng Qingyang said with a hint of reminiscence: "The first one was the senior who saw that I was obsessed with swords and taught me the Dugu Nine Swords."

"Nine Swords of Dugu?!"

Seeing their confusion, Feng Qingyang knew that these young people had never heard of:

"This is the sword technique created by Senior Dugu Qiubai. He has always wanted to be defeated once, but that is not possible."

He further explained: "So this set of sword techniques only attacks and does not defend, no moves are better than moves. You need to understand the sword's meaning, so that you can display many changes and anticipate the enemy's moves."

"There is such a miraculous sword technique in the world!"

Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan and Qu Feiyan all looked amazed.

Zhao Rong frowned slightly.

He thought of the Five Divine Swords and the majestic sword power he had learned from the Five Divine Peak. The martial arts philosophy in his mind was different from what Mr. Feng had said.

Anticipate the enemy's moves first. Anticipate the enemy's moves first.
If my sword can change in a thousand ways, can anyone really predict it?

The calm lake in his heart began to ripple, and he suddenly felt something, but he still couldn't control it.

"Uncle Grand Master, who is the second person?" Yue Lingshan asked.

Feng Qingyang said: "The second person is the uncle of Taoist Master Chongxu of Wudang."

"His Tai Chi sword technique rotates yin and yang in a harmonious cycle. No matter how he attacks, there is no flaw. Therefore, he is also in the realm of no moves."

"It turns out to be Senior Takenami."

Zhao Rong thought to himself, "So that's why. No wonder Taoist Chongxu's swordsmanship was broken by Dugu's Nine Swords." He could recognize this swordsmanship in an instant.

He must have been told by the elders of the sect.

Chongxu's Tai Chi sword has not yet reached its peak.

"This third person is the most peculiar."

Linghu Chong asked curiously: "Uncle Taishi, who is this third strange person?"

Feng Qingyang said: "He is the founder of Fuwei Escort Agency, Lin Yuantu."

Zhao Rong was shocked: "Senior Feng, have you also fought with Lin Yuantu?"

The word "also" naturally includes the old sculptor.

The old man glanced at the four of them and laughed, "I used to be obsessed with swords. I heard that Lin Yuantu's 72-Move Sword Technique was very powerful in both the black and white worlds, so I naturally wanted to go and see it for myself."

"Generally speaking, sword techniques that have some tricks are mostly fatal moves."

"I didn't expect that Lin Yuantu's sword technique to be very different."

Linghu Chong asked: "Could it be that Senior Lin is also at the state of no moves?"

"Yes and no."

Feng Qingyang said:

"Although he only has 72 sword moves, he is not rigidly bound by them. At first, when I fought him, he was reserved. Later, when he knew my strength, he used all his strength."

"The more we fight, the more surprised I am."

"He used his moves casually, and I could see the flaws, but his movements were as fast as lightning, and his sword moves were extremely fast, so the previous flaws disappeared in an instant."

"Although there are flaws, that miraculous technique can make up for it, so it can't be considered a flaw, so it can also be considered a state of no moves."

Yue Lingshan was shocked: "The head of an escort agency is so powerful."

Zhao Rong pondered.

In other words, Lin Yuantu's Seventy-Two Sword Techniques to Exorcise Evils are not dead.

Dugu Nine Swords advocates "no moves".

Because of Lin Yuantu’s “speed”, Mr. Feng believed that that was also a realm without any moves.

He had a sense of realization, and suddenly a figure in blood-stained clothes appeared in his mind, making him feel a little frightened.

Lin Yuantu used a sword.
Dongfang Bubai was able to defeat many masters of the time in the peak battle at Black Wood Cliff with just an embroidery needle. This must be what Mr. Feng calls "no moves".

The essence of life, blood-stained clothes and sword.
The level of terror of Dongfang Bubai rose to a higher level in his mind.

Brother Lian, you have to be on guard.

The first two people were not good references, but when Feng Qingyang evaluated Lin Yuantu, it made Zhao Rong see more clearly the path of his own five divine swords.

After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, everyone sighed for the masters of the time.

After eating fish and shrimp, we drank a few glasses of wine.

Zhao Rong suddenly looked at Feng Qingyang and said, "Senior Feng, I would like to learn the Dugu Nine Swords."

Linghu Chong immediately perked up upon hearing the voice.

There was going to be something interesting to watch, so he quickly picked up a jar of wine.

Feng Qingyang said: "Hengshan boy, the Five Divine Swords are indeed amazing, but they can still be broken by Dugu's Nine Swords."

"You have amazing talent, and your future is uncertain, but for now you have not reached the state of no moves, and you are not yet my opponent."

"How can I, an old man, take advantage of you?"

Zhao Rong was unwilling to give up and could not wait for Brother Linghu to learn swordsmanship. He was willing to lose today in order to see the Dugu Nine Swords.

"Senior Feng, I am also obsessed with swords."

"If you don't want to take advantage of me, then limit your attack to twenty moves. How about that?"

Feng Qingyang frowned. The four words "obsessed with sword" really touched him.

He nodded slightly.

Zhao Rong was delighted, and then two figures suddenly moved, each displaying their lightness skills, and arrived in front of the cave on the Cliff of Repentance.

Linghu Chong handed his sword to Feng Qingyang.

The mountain breeze was blowing, and the old sword god of Huashan's beard and robe were fluttering. He looked calm and relaxed, as if he was strolling leisurely in the garden.

He was like an ordinary old man, and the sword in his hand merged with him, as if it had become a part of the Cliff of Repentance.

This level of state made the three people watching the fight have different expressions, and they couldn't tell the old man's true strength at all.

But when the three of them looked at the Little Sword God of Hengshan, they immediately had a very obvious feeling.

He stood there, as if he had built a bonfire. When the fire was lit, the air was distorted and shaking.

The young man looked solemn, with a domineering aura emanating from him, showing the demeanor of a master.

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan were slightly stunned, as if they saw the Left Leader of Songshan.

"Senior Feng, your divine sword predicted the enemy's moves first, so that kid took advantage and struck out first."

There was no trace of contempt in Feng Qingyang's eyes.

Zhao Rong's first sword move was beyond his expectations.

With a sound of sword ringing, Zhao Rong's sword began to tremble.

His body moved continuously and his sword moves became more and more complicated, yet his posture was graceful, like a woman's dance.

"Parting the flowers and brushing the willows, this is the Jade Maiden Sword Technique!"

Linghu Chong was worried that his Grand Master would misunderstand him, so after he called out this sword technique, he quickly reminded him, "Grand Master, this was taught by Master's Wife."

Zhao Rong's Jade Maiden Sword Technique is faster than that of Lady Ning.

Feng Qingyang also knew this kind of sword technique. Seeing that Zhao Rong's Jade Girl Sword Technique was unique, he couldn't help but feel curious.

He had already seen several flaws, but he held back and didn't poke at the fatal flaws.

The tip of Zhao Rong's sword trembled again, and he used this trembling force to suddenly form three sword lights!
Feng Qingyang quickly struck three times with his sword.
Accurately stabbed at Zhao Rong's three sword lights.

“Ding ding ding~!”

There were three crisp sounds, and the energy on the swords collided with each other.

Zhao Rong thought to himself, "What a sword master! His internal strength is stronger than mine."

Feng Qingyang was puzzled: "How did the Hengshan boy cultivate his internal strength?"

Zhao Rong's sword was a test, to feel the Dugu Nine Swords carefully.

Is this the sword-breaking force?
it is good!
See how many swords you can break!
The Jade Maiden Sword Technique will never be used a second time. The technique changes from the outer grip to the straight grip, the tip of the sword immediately tilts downward, and the sword is twisted and turned with a sudden breath.

Moyun thirty-six times!

He turned the sword, and the sword's momentum changed drastically, and then he turned the sword in the opposite direction.

The sword moves in a floating and overlapping manner, like a hawk constantly fluttering in the wind, and the sword technique becomes more and more ethereal.

It started to rain heavily again!

Feng Qingyang's eyes lit up slightly.

He held a long sword in his hand and made very few movements. If he used it alone, others would think the moves were ugly.

However, Zhao Rong's sword moves made the spectators feel uneasy, which highlighted the old man's simplification of complex moves.

This time there were seven or eight noises in succession!
Feng Qingyang's sword pierced all seven or eight goshawks circling in the air.

Zhao Rong held the sword firmly and did not let it go.

The long sword floated in the air and turned into a jade well, circling towards Feng Qingyang!
Feng Qingyang swept his sword across and instantly broke through the Yujing Tianchi of the Songshan School!

Zhao Rong shook his sword and his body staggered along with the sword.

When fighting with swords, one naturally knows how dangerous it is!
His eyes were fixed on the old man's right hand as he drew his sword. After Feng Qingyang's sword broke his Tianchi, he did not stop at all and pushed forward, intending to defeat him with this move.

Zhao Rong erupted with a powerful battle reaction.
He bent back and the sword in his hand was shorter than the old man's sword.

But somehow, he cleverly used the Songshan School's "De Cui Fu Qing" move to block in the air and immediately pushed upwards the long sword that was stabbing at his chest window acupoint!
This change of strategy, using offense as defense, made Master Zuo exclaim "Brilliant, wonderful, wonderful!"

Feng Qingyang looked calm, and pressed his sword downwards with the power he had accumulated!
Zhao Rong kicked his legs and moved back three feet.

Feng Qingyang chased after him, continuing his attack.

Zhao Rong had no choice but to change from offense to defense and immediately used the Hengshan sword technique, making the sword into a circle.

He has used this trick many times and has mastered it.

It even has the circular beauty of Tai Chi sword!

"How many sword techniques does this Hengshan kid know?"

Feng Qingyang laughed, "Okay."

As soon as he said the word "good", he suddenly flew up.

The three people watching the fight were staring intently, and Linghu Chong even forgot to drink his wine. He only felt that the sword skills of the young Hengshan leader were so impenetrable that they seemed to stir up a bright moon.

However, Feng Qingyang flew up and looked down from above.
He found the flaw instantly!

Go directly to the center of Mingyue!

This flaw hit the moon disk and immediately shattered it, turning it into a sky full of stars!
Qu Feiyan was extremely worried.
Brother Rong, you’re going to lose!

Zhao Rong's sword move was broken, and a sword was stabbing at him from above. He ducked to buy time and immediately puffed his eyes to the limit, and finally saw the sword light in the old man's hand!

"Zheng~!"

At this moment, the tip of the sword from top to bottom became a fatal point in Zhao Rong's eyes!
The Thirteen Swords of Jingmen, where the eyes follow and the hands follow!

The tips of the two swords touched each other, forming a crescent moon.

"Buzz~!"

This was the sound of internal force fighting. The long sword suddenly straightened and for a moment, the sword light flashed across the surrounding rock walls and the spectators.

Zhao Rong dodged the fatal move and rolled on the ground twice in embarrassment.

The old man with fluttering white beard flew high into the sky with the power of the collapsing sword, and then rushed straight towards Zhao Rong from the air with unparalleled swiftness!
Eleven moves have been made, it’s time to get serious.

Zhao Rong felt the power of Dugu Nine Swords and immediately used all his strength to activate Huifeng Luoyan Sword.

Thousands of geese return~!

The sword light coming down from the sky entangled with the sword light underground, from sword five to sword nine, and then a brilliant phantom light!
Yue Lingshan couldn't help but open her mouth wide, her eyes had no idea how many swords there were.

The only sound was the intensive clash of swords, like a summer storm hitting a pond!

Although Feng Qingyang saw through Zhao Rong's phantom sword, it would take him time to see through the phantom light.

This in turn slowed down his reaction speed.

At this moment, I was already surprised by this phantom light.

But the old man is still the wisest, his sword intent is even better, and he finally breaks through the illusion.

With one sword, the illusory mirror of hundreds of swords was shattered, and the power of the illusory swords was directly broken!

The heart is shouting with wonder, but the hands are deciding the outcome.

The nineteenth move!

Boy from Hengshan, lose!
Feng Qingyang stared at Zhao Rong's chest, wanting only to pierce his clothes with a sword.

However.
A large cloud of cold smoke suddenly appeared on the top of the cliff!
What trick?!

A strange icy mist made the old man's cheeks cold and blocked his vision.

He immediately gathered his internal strength in his sleeves and flicked his left hand violently. Cold smoke rolled up like an ice dragon and rushed towards the fire where the fish was cooked!

There was a crackling sound, and the flames were completely extinguished!

Feng Qingyang thrust his sword forward and slashed the ice dragon!

He raised his sword and ran towards the young man.

Zhao Rong has no more tricks.

In other words, there are too many moves in my head, but none of them can deal with this sword!
Are you going to lose?
The feeling that Dugu Nine Swords brought to him kept flooding in his heart.

At the critical moment, the pendant on his chest gave off a chill, which aroused his thoughts.

In the picture of mind
He returned to Qingshui Town, where a white-haired old sculptor was carving the backlight of a Buddha statue.

A pair of hands covered with thick calluses, a carving knife, and nothing else.

"I was defeated in Fuzhou, returned to Gusu, and practiced sword for sixteen years"

"I don't know his name, but he is dressed in wedding robes, looks very impressive, and carries a long sword. He is my first stepping stone."

"It's full of flaws. I lost again."

"It's been twenty-two years, young man, and you are even more arrogant than I was when I was young."

The old sculptor turned the carving knife and stabbed it towards Zhao Rong like a sword. The overlapping light and shadows dispersed in Zhao Rong's eyes.

"Twenty-two swords are not enough."

"Senior, this year is the twenty-third year"

"Let us be united in our thoughts."

"I'll help you stab with this sword!"

Zhao Rong felt an electric shock all over his body. The sword light of the old plastic worker completely dissipated in his eyes, and the old Mr. Feng in front of him seemed to be wearing a bright red wedding gown.

The evening mist is just beginning to clear, the morning is a hundred feet away, outside Hanshan Temple, there is mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
The bare Siguo Cliff has also become Gusu in the mist and rain.
Zhao Rongxin moved at will, and in an instant he stabbed out with a sword!
The might of the Five Divine Peaks was superimposed on the sword of the old sculptor, like a waterfall under the Siguo Cliff, rushing forward!
The huge curtain of water seemed to block Feng Qingyang's sight in an instant!
The flaw is gone!
The twentieth move!

“Zheng~~!”

The crisp sound came from the tips of the swords pressed on both sides.

Blocked!
Zhao Rong countered the opponent's moves with his own moves, and used the force of his sword to counter the sword's intent, thus blocking the fatal attack of Dugu Nine Swords!

Feng Qingyang recognized this move.

He put away his sword and stared at Zhao Rong.

It seems that the boy from Hengshan was right.

There is really a sword that is about to be drawn
I have met five masters without any moves in my life.
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