Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 184: Two Great Truths: Swords Shatter the Wind! (8.442k)
Kunlun Mountain has been white for a thousand years, and there is no old legend in Yuxu Palace. Today, I inherit the sword energy from Yancheng, and one day the white light will shine on the snow-capped mountains.

Zhenshanzi had already grasped the profound truth and was laughing foolishly.

He bowed again and turned to leave.

The Kunlun disciples bowed to the Sword God and said goodbye, then followed their leader. They left Liu Mansion without looking back and went straight to Kunlun.

Master Fangzheng, Taoist Chongxu, Master Jinding, Bai Hongzi and others saw sword energy for the first time.

They can barely hold themselves together, let alone the martial artists.

Although Qiankun's sword was defeated, the sword energy entered Kunlun again. Zhen Shanzi was obsessed with the sword, and he found the law and achieved perfection.

The headmaster's sword is a heavy object, which he does not care about. For a devout person, even if his robe is stained with blood, it is still as white as the snow of Kunlun Mountain.

This kind of courage and perseverance also makes many martial artists fascinated.

As a result, the heroes were excited and eager to fight, and their desire to learn the law and fight was stronger than their anxiety.

Looking at the green shadow in the courtyard, the sword light is shining, I can't look directly at it, but it can't stop the blood in my heart!

A man with a high nose, deep eyes and dark skin walked out of the yard and introduced himself.

"My name is Mohuagula, and I am the elder brother of the Western Region swordsman Mohuaerche. My brother once exchanged ten barrels of Turpan wine for a few sword techniques. We have integrated these sword techniques into our own sword techniques. Please give us some advice, Sword God."

This swordsman from the Western Regions had great skills and his sword techniques were quite complicated, but he was defeated in a moment.

Zhao Rong shook his head secretly, feeling that this sword technique was like a mess. Seeing that this person had a pure mind, he reminded him in a deep voice:
"Your swordsmanship is a fusion of all sorts of things. It looks powerful, but it's actually messy and disorganized. You want everything but have nothing. There are flaws everywhere. You should simplify it."

When Mohuagula heard this, he felt as if he was slapped in the face.

He was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly dropped his sword and bowed.

Dan Qingsheng, who was watching the battle in the main hall, couldn't help but laugh.

Mohuaerche's swordsmanship was exchanged from him, but he didn't expect that after he got it back, he studied it with his elder brother and integrated such a set of swordsmanship.

Interestingly
Zhao Rong had even drunk the fine grape wine that he had exchanged for.

"Yellow River Sky Sword Li Munan has seen the Sword God!"

"Saibei, please use the Eighteen Swords, Chi Muyu, and ask the Sword God for guidance!"

"..."

After the swordsman from the Western Regions, many other skilled people came up one after another.

"Hey~!"

"bass--!"

With one muffled thud after another, weapons sank into the ground one after another.

The atmosphere inside Liu's residence was becoming increasingly tense.

There are countless heroes in the martial arts world, and many of them have never been heard of, but they can show off their kung fu to impress everyone.

There are even more weapons left around.

Towards the main hall.

Suddenly, six figures jumped out swiftly. Judging from their movements, these six people were far superior to those just now.

It was none other than the Six Immortals of Taogu.

"Your skills are not impressive at all. The Sword God is almost asleep."

"Not bad."

"wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

"Talk about swords, and make the Sword God fall asleep. This skill is considered high."

"So are their abilities good or not?"

The six people spoke in a serious and sarcastic tone, which made many people so angry that their faces turned green.

But because of their words, some people who were about to leave stopped.

Some people didn't recognize these six weirdos, so they shouted, "What skills do you have? Are you very smart?"

Taohuaxian said: "Isn't it great for the six of us brothers to fight Ren Woxing to a draw?"

Tao Genxian said: "Ren Woxing is the leader of the Demon Cult, and his Star Absorbing Technique was broken by my six brothers."

Tao Zhixian said: "We are tied with Ren Woxing, which means we are not inferior to the leader of the Demon Cult. Dongfang Bubai is also the leader of the Demon Cult, so my six brothers are not inferior to Dongfang Bubai."

Tao Yexian said proudly: "If Dongfang Bubai can be as famous as Xiaoxiang Sword God, then we are also famous and can have a sword fight."

Naturally, everyone has heard of the Star-Absorbing Art.

These six people are weird, but they have abilities, and what they say seems to be true.

Zhao Rong was also a little curious: "How did you break the Star Absorbing Technique?"

The sixth brother Tao Shixian said: "Now that we have mastered the Yang Pu martial arts, the Xing Xi Da Fa is useless."

Yangpu martial arts!

This really stunned the people around.

The Yang Pu contains profound martial arts mysteries that are mysterious and lead to the essence. If they really mastered it, their strength would be difficult to guess.

For a moment, the eyes turned towards the Six Immortals of Taogu were full of caution.

This is a master of Yangpu.

"wonderful."

Zhao Rong immediately became interested: "Make your move."

The Six Immortals of Taogu have a very good tacit understanding. They don't need to greet each other. When the first person makes a move, the next one follows instantly.

After the last battle with Ren Woxing, the Six Immortals of Taogu also gained something.

The six people were in tune with each other, using the strange formation as a basis, mastering the lightness skills, and jumping continuously beside Zhao Rong.

They were moving extremely fast, their figures were flying, and they were making continuous flying sounds.

Disturbing the sight and hearing, there are six ghosts floating around!
When the martial artists saw this scene, they were all amazed by their skills.

The six of us attacked with punches and palms at every gap as the opponent flew past, at tricky angles.

Their individual internal strength is not as good as Zhao Rong's, but they can retreat as soon as he is punched.

This is also the skill I learned after the battle with Ren Woxing.

Zhao Ronglian exchanged two rounds of punches and kicks with the six men and found that their formation was not disordered at all, which meant that the true Qi in their bodies flowed smoothly and their lightness skills were not affected by the surging Qi and blood.

After noticing this phenomenon, Zhao Rong and Ren Woxing adopted the same approach.

He moved extremely quickly and caught one of the men as he was about to strike out!

The man's movements were restrained, and Zhao Rong struck him out with a palm.

The six brothers understood each other's minds and immediately came to help.

"Hey~!"

"Hey~!"

There were one, two, three, and six people stacked in three layers, and the one in the front was the Peach Blossom Fairy.

At that time, a similar scene seemed to have happened at the foot of Mount Hua.

The internal energy from the same source flows through their eight extraordinary meridians.

Taohuaxian clasped hands with Zhao Rong with one hand and waved the other hand behind her butt.

"Hey, why are Fifth Brother's hands moving back and forth?"

The Peach Root Immortal on the third floor asked curiously. At this time, the Peach Stem Immortal next to him looked at the Peach Fruit Immortal on the middle floor.

"Hey, why are Sixth Brother's hands moving back and forth?"

Tao Yexian was about to speak beside them when suddenly a burst of true energy came from the front.

He was speechless immediately.

My first reaction was to ask someone to help me remove my hands, and then I understood why they were waving their hands.

The eight meridians are like lakes and marshes. When they work together, all eight meridians are open, thus forming eight large lakes with endless flowing water.

When the opponent's true energy enters his body, one person cannot withstand it, but six people can divide and conquer it.

Master Ren’s Star Absorbing Technique couldn’t absorb anything.

But when Zhao Rong's Yin-Yang Qi cyclone stirred, the direction of the flowing lake was instantly disrupted. The circulation of Qi through the eight meridians was already demanding, and even though the six people's Qi circulation techniques were more advanced than half a year ago, it was still a mess at this time.

As soon as the six people's practice became disorderly, Zhao Rong felt that the energy was gone.

Immediately exert force and shake the palm!

The clothes and hair of the Six Immortals of Taogu were blown wildly by the strong wind. They screamed and flew backwards.

“Ouch, ouch~!”

They all got up at once: "Brother, now we understand that we are no match for the Sword God."

Taohuaxian touched her butt and screamed: "I told you not to hit me, but you said I was a coward. Now my butt is broken into eight pieces!"

"No more fighting, Sword God, you are invincible in the world."

"Yes, yes, my six brothers admire you very much!"

Tao Ganxian shouted.

Tao Genxian pulled them and quickly retreated to the side.

The Six Immortals of Taogu moved closer to the courtyard, and many people from the martial arts world avoided them.

There was a verbal conflict just now, but now everyone has seen the methods of these six weirdos and doesn't want to offend them.

Anyone who can fight with the Sword God in real combat must be one of the best masters in the world.

The six weirdos suddenly discovered that the person who had stepped back and stood still suddenly took a big step back.

And these people instantly showed expressions of fear.

They thought it was their own power that scared these people away, and they were feeling very proud of themselves.

In the corner of my eye, I saw a red shadow without knowing when.

The Six Immortals calmed themselves down and looked towards the roof along with everyone else.

There is a person over there.

The figure appeared in their minds, and they felt goosebumps all over their bodies in an instant!

The visitor's hair was disheveled, three parts of it slanted towards her face, five parts of it was draped over her shoulders, and the remaining two parts were dancing wildly in the Dragon Boat Festival breeze.

I saw him standing there in blood-red clothes, holding a sword.

Those eyes were lifeless, like a dead person, but in the center of the dead pool, there was a cold light floating, as sharp as a sword.

The sky was bright, and the red dress fluttered like a ghost.

With just one glance, one could tell that this kind of ghost was beyond the reach of the Six Immortals of Taogu no matter how fast they jumped.

Could it be Dongfang Bubai?!

Many people are afraid of this name, which is like a nightmare.

But when they saw the green figure in the yard, they calmed down again.

The people from the Huashan and Songshan sects had the biggest reaction; they were dazed at first, but when they looked carefully, their expressions were completely different.

Feng Buping——!
Zhao Rong's eyes changed slightly, and he glanced around with a serious look.

Feng Buping stepped on the eaves without making any sound, and when he fell from the eaves, the sound was also minimal.

Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze looked at each other.

Based on their understanding of Feng Buping, when this man appeared, he was most likely coming for them.

But I never expected that he would become like this.

Sure enough, after Feng Buping appeared, he walked straight towards them.

Zhao Rong didn't understand why he came.

The people in the martial arts world did not have a deep impression of Feng Buping, but when they saw that the major sects were not making any moves, they knew that this man was not Dongfang Bubai.

He came with a sword in his arms, apparently seeking to discuss swordplay with the Sword God.

But he went towards Huashan Sect.

"Brother Feng, we can discuss our sect's affairs at Mount Huashan first. Why are you so anxious now?"

Lady Ning frowned and reminded.

The battle of Qi and sword is not a glorious thing, it is best to talk about it behind closed doors. At this time, all the heroes of the righteous are here, and arguing about who is better will only make the people of the world laugh at you.

As for why Feng Buping had become so strange, she was puzzled but did not want to ask.

In the past, when talking about the battle between Qi and sword, even if Feng Buping was concerned about his face, he would never give in in momentum.

After hearing Ning Zhongze's words, he said nothing.

He just stared at the long swords on their waists with his seemingly empty eyes.

Then, an emotionless voice sounded:

"Have you learned the swordsmanship from your uncle?"

Yue Buqun frowned and asked, "Have you been to Mount Hua?"

Feng Buping said: "I came here from Huashan, you answer my questions."

His tone was very strange, completely different from the impression I had of Feng Buping.

But Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were too impressed by this face to make a mistake.

"I did not learn."

Feng Buping heard this, his tone was slightly sharp, but very calm: "What a pity."

After he finished speaking, he turned and was about to leave.

Yue Buqun suddenly said: "Uncle Master, please pass on the sword to Chong'er."

Feng Buping stopped and found Linghu Chong at a glance.

It was like the conversation between these people was encrypted, and most people couldn't understand it.

The three sects of Shaolin, Wudang and Songshan each have their own ideas.

Linghu Chong was slightly stunned when he heard this, but Lady Ning immediately understood Master Yue's plan.

"Your great uncle taught you the Dugu Nine Swords?"

Linghu Chong glanced at his master and mistress and took a step forward: "Yes."

"Use it, let me see."

After listening to their conversation, Zhao Rong couldn't help but give up the central courtyard.

interesting.

He also stood aside to watch the show.

Many people in the martial arts world frowned and stared at Feng Buping in blood-stained clothes with some dissatisfaction.

You are neither the Sword God nor Dongfang Bubai, so why do you make such a big scene when you first arrive?

Doesn't that mean you don't take the heroes seriously?

However.
As soon as Feng Buping finished speaking, a red shadow flashed and he appeared in the center of the courtyard at an extremely fast speed.

The expressions of all the people in the martial arts world changed suddenly.

Could it be another top master who has comprehended the profound truth?

The person who was dissatisfied just now suddenly lost his temper.

Sect Leader Yue and Lady Ning were shocked upon seeing this and felt extremely complicated. Is this still Feng Buping?

Linghu Chong was courageous and drew his sword to chase after him.

A group of people in the martial arts world were confused and had no idea why things had turned out like this.

Feng Buping asked, "Have you ever practiced the Jade Maiden Sword?"

Linghu Chong shook his head: "I haven't practiced it, but I have seen it."

"Okay, I will use this set of Jade Maiden Swords to test your Dugu Nine Swords."

From beginning to end, every word Feng Buping said was in the same tone, without any fluctuation.

Linghu Chong thought.

"I am very familiar with the Jade Maiden Sword Technique and I know exactly where the flaws are."

"This is also my uncle-master. I think he has met Uncle Feng Tai."

"If he uses the Jade Maiden Sword Technique against me, he will definitely suffer a great loss. Master's intention should be that I spread the name of Huashan, but I should also give this uncle some face and let him lose a few moves later."

A thought flashed through his mind, and he cast an apologetic look in Zhao Rong's direction.

It was Uncle Liu's big day, so drawing the sword and rushing into him was really offensive. Brother Rong got angry, so I had no good wine to drink.

Linghu Chong was thinking this, and when he saw Zhao Rong nod to him gently, a huge weight of relief fell from his heart.

At this time, Feng Buping had slowly drawn his sword.

His empty eyes seemed to light up when he saw the sword.

The whole person's spirit seemed to be attached to the sword in an instant. He obeyed the sword's orders and followed everything the sword said.

After being unsheathed, the sword naturally pointed in the direction of Zhao Rong, and then pointed at Linghu Chong in front of him.

The Huashan disciples are very familiar with the opening moves of the Jade Maiden Sword Technique.

But as soon as Feng Buping started to perform his moves, the expressions of Sect Leader Yue and his wife and Linghu Chong all changed.

He was like the most charming woman in the world. The complicated sword moves were so light in his hands. He swung the sword horizontally and slashed diagonally, which was clearly the colorful brush painting eyebrows in the Jade Girl Sword Technique.

He then held the hilt of the sword with both hands and raised the sword as if dancing.

What is used is the concept of "holding the case together".

It was clearly a real move, but in Linghu Chong's eyes, strangely, he could not see any flaws.

At this moment, the words that Uncle Feng had said came to his mind.

A master without any moves!

It is obvious that there is a move, but it appears that there is no move. How can this be done?
But he didn't know that Feng Buping was a living man, but also a dead man. He was a contradiction in himself. Life and death converged in the sword, and he was enslaved by the sword.

The sword points to a point, the heart is only on the sword, the sword follows the sword's path, the man dies but the sword lives.

"Sword Swinging Style!"

Linghu Chong activated Zixia's internal energy, and the Lonely Nine Swords were launched later but arrived first.

Most people did not know what the "Nine Swords of Dugu" was before, but when Linghu Chong used it, the people in Jianghu were enlightened. The Nine Swords of Dugu had many variations, and each move was an attack and a kill.

However, Feng Buping's sword moves were strange and flawless, and Linghu Chong could only rely on the exquisiteness of Dugu Nine Swords to fight with this enchanting beauty.

The opponent's sword is fast, so is Dugu Nine Swords!
"Sword-crushing style~!"

"Sword Breaking Style——!"

The enchanting sword light and a red shadow flashed under Linghu Chong's sword. No matter how Linghu Chong tried to break it, he couldn't stop Feng Buping's sword.

The two of them exchanged forty moves in a row, and Feng Buping suddenly accelerated.

Linghu Chong's martial arts skills were still not strong enough to keep up with his speed.

Feng Buping used the "Parting Flowers and Brushing Willows" technique, and a sword shadow passed by Linghu Chong's long sword.

Lost!

Zhao Rong on the side was ready to intervene, but Feng Buping quickly stopped and just hung his sword in front of Linghu Chong, with no intention of killing him at all.

Feng Buping said calmly: "You are still far from being as good as Master Uncle."

"Thank you, uncle-master, for showing mercy." Linghu Chong breathed a sigh of relief.

He was very puzzled and continued to ask: "Master, you clearly have a move, why don't you have one?"

Feng Buping said: "I have always had a plan, I have never been without a plan."

Linghu Chong was unable to resolve the situation and retreated with his sword in his arms.

Although he was defeated by Feng Buping, everyone witnessed the excellence of his swordsmanship.

It seems that Yue Buqun has a successor, and the Huashan Sect is about to produce a new figure.

Sect Leader Yue felt the gazes around him and experienced a little of Mr. Mo Da's pleasure.

However, Feng Buping's change puzzled him.

Lady Ning gave him a questioning look, and Sect Leader Yue shook his head slightly.

Zuo Lengchan stared at Feng Buping, then looked at Linghu Chong.

His expression became more and more complicated.

After Feng Buping tried the Dugu Nine Swords, he looked towards Zhao Rong.

However.
"Your Excellency reminds me of an old friend."

An old voice echoed in the Liu Mansion courtyard, and Zhao Rong couldn't help but smile.

The heroes looked at him sideways.

I saw an old man with white hair walking out from Mr. Mo Da's side.

He was the one who entered Liu Mansion with the Sword God. He must be a master of Hengshan School.

He walked slowly into the yard with steady steps.

Mr. Gu had no intention of drawing his sword, but after Feng Buping used his sword skills, he suddenly felt the urge to fight.

Feng Buping looked at the newcomer and said, "We have never met before."

Mr. Gu said, "Yes, but your swordsmanship is very similar to that of an old friend. I have met him before."

Feng Buping said: "Then we have met before."

After he finished speaking, he raised his sword from a distance.

Mr. Gu also drew his sword.

No one dared to underestimate him. How could anyone who dared to fight after seeing Feng Buping's sword moves be incompetent?

In a flash, the two of them started fighting!
"Huhu~!"

Feng Buping changed his sword moves, and as he waved his sword, a strong wind suddenly blew.

Mr. Gu raised his sword and there was a force of returning wind!
One of them wields the flawless Gale Sword, and the other one controls the sword's momentum to wield the Wind-Returning Rain Sword.

When they draw their swords together, the momentum is truly extraordinary!

The wind is getting louder and louder.

Feng Buping's long sword rolled into the wind, and the sword disappeared in the wind, leaving almost no trace!
Mr. Gu rolled up his sword and turned the wind back. A force from the sword lifted up Feng Buping's violent wind and surrounded him, swirling continuously.

His swords stabbed out so densely that it was impossible to see how fast they were, like heavy rain pouring down.

The rain of swords penetrated the wind curtain, and the two men exchanged swords again!
The harsh sounds formed a line, along with the sound of the wind, and never stopped from beginning to end!
The sword lights of the two men flashed in the wind, and the exquisiteness of each sword made those who practiced sword fighting sweat profusely.

His eyes couldn't keep up, his brain couldn't keep up, but he still stared at it like a possessed man.

"call--"

The strong wind howled in the yard, and dust and smoke rose everywhere!

The dust and smoke created traces of sword strikes in the air, allowing others to clearly see the marks left by the two men's swords.

Those cut marks were like honeycombs, and I don’t know how many swords were used.

Feng Buping not only has the flawless swift sword, but also has terrifying body movement speed.

I saw a blood shadow flashing strangely in the wind. Once his sword was used quickly, it would be hidden in the wind. After a hundred moves, he gradually became the one with more offensive attacks.

There were no flaws in Mr. Gu's swordsmanship, but his speed could not keep up with Feng Buping.

So he held the sword at his side and fought with Feng Buping for 150 moves in a row!

After the "clang" impact, both of them jumped back a foot and suddenly stopped moving.

The righteous sects are already feeling dizzy and their brains seem to be insufficient.

This world is so unfamiliar.

As a swordsman, even Taoist Chongxu was dazzled.

The swordsmanship of these two men is surprisingly better than his.

The minds of all the righteous heroes were shaken violently, and they were all trying to calm themselves down.

Just now there was a violent storm and the rain of swords was dense, the sound was quite shocking.

If they were put in front of this sword technique, they would probably die in the blink of an eye.

It is unexpected that the Hengshan School has such a master.

This man in blood-stained clothes is worthy of being dressed as Dongfang Bubai. His swordsmanship is so high that it is rare in the world!
Feng Buping said: "Your swordsmanship is very strong, but I may be able to break it."

Mr. Gu said:

"Your swordsmanship is different from that of my old friend. His sword moves are fast, but they have flaws. Your sword is pure and has no flaws. But if you want to break my sword moves, you will probably not be able to do it with your current swordsmanship unless you keep fighting with me and compete with me in endurance."

Feng Buping shook his head: "I still have some tricks to learn."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Gu looked at Zhao Rong. How could he not understand Feng Buping's meaning?

He immediately smiled: "Okay!"

"I want to see what tricks you have to face the Sword God head-on."

After he finished speaking, he retreated to the middle of the Hengshan masters under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Zuo Lengchan looked at him deeply, and the guards were all stunned.

The Huashan couple kept staring at Feng Buping.

Is it really unfair?

Sect Leader Yue's eyelids kept twitching.

A group of people in the martial arts world couldn't help but be excited after listening to the conversation between the two top masters.

really
In the eyes of everyone, a figure in green was slowly walking towards the courtyard.

The Sword God is gone!
Zhao Rong asked, "Mr. Feng's swordsmanship is amazing, but has he realized the true meaning of life?"

Feng Buping glanced at Zhao Rong, his hollow eyes lit up, and he said quietly:

“My body has nothing, but the sword has everything. My heart is in the sword, and the sword is like me. Then I have everything. This is the truth.”

Zhao Rong realized that Feng Buping had given up.

Judging from his behavior, it should have happened after he met Mr. Feng.

A dead man and a living sword.

This was the first time he had encountered this, so he couldn't help but be cautious.

Feng Buping didn't say much after answering, and asked calmly: "Sword God, draw your sword?"

Zhao Rong responded calmly: "Please."

They walked around the long sword stuck in the ground in the yard, as if walking in a sword tomb.

The sword stuck in the courtyard was dead, and Feng Buping was like a dead sword resurrected.

The people around him inadvertently stepped back slightly.

Even Bai Hongzi and Jin Guangshangren took half a step back.

This should be the clash of two supreme swordsmen in the world!

One red and the other blue, both of them exude a fierce aura.

A certain moment.

A red shadow flashed by at such a speed that it suddenly jumped out of the eyes of many people in the martial arts world.

Then the green shadow roared like thunder and jumped out of their sight again! !
It was the first time that everyone saw the Sword God move at such speed, and their eyes were about to burst open.

This is the real deal!

“Ding~!!”

Only the sound of swords clashing was heard.

Where's the sword?

Where is the sword?!
Then, they saw two figures raising their swords to fight each other.

I only saw it for a moment, but heard three crisp sounds of swords clashing!
Among the eyes and ears of the people, one of them always deceives them.

After seven or eight consecutive sword strikes, Feng Buping's empty eyes revealed a strange look that others could not see.

What follows is excitement and fighting spirit!
He raised his sword and danced wildly, like the wind and clouds, the sword was as fast as lightning, and no one knew where he was going.

The wind and clouds were so mixed that no one knew where they were going.

Taking advantage of the wind, the tiger roars with the wind!
His sword was faster and faster, and the wind it stirred up became stronger and stronger.

The powerful energy emitted from the sword gradually expanded, and the onlookers only felt a slight pain on their faces and hands caused by the strong wind.

Everyone saw a strong wind blowing, and the Sword God stabbed his sword towards the strong wind.

In an instant, the spectators' eyes were filled with sword lights, overlapping sword shadows, and thousands of swords flying around!
The violent wind was pierced through, and Feng Buping kept blocking the sword with his chest.

Because his heart was dead and he had no distracting thoughts, he was the calmest person in the world. The phantom sword in Zhao Rong's sword style had little effect on him.

The only thing in his empty eyes was the light of his own sword.

But Zhao Rong's attack was too fierce, and every sword was aimed at the important acupoints, and he couldn't miss any of the swords.

Although his sword was fast enough, when a condensed air rose up with a sharp edge, Feng Buping reacted extremely quickly, his true energy flowed wildly, and he leaped back to avoid it.

“Shhhhh!!”

A chilling sound was heard, and the bluestone slab was cut by the sword energy, leaving a long mark.

Just like the sword wound on Zhen Shanzi's chest, a chill rose up.

There was a large piece of red cloth on the ground, which was exactly the corner of Feng Buping's clothes.

To resist the sword's phantom light, one must have enough sword speed to block the lightning-fast sword, to be aware of the sword's arrival, and to have enough body movement speed to dodge
Feng Buping was not injured this time, which was almost the best.

He jumped to the center of the compound, already a little out of breath.

The true energy in the body keeps beating.

The pressure he faced at this moment had already exceeded that of the Huifeng Poyu Sword just now.

Because he changed from an offensive position to a defensive position, his body movements could be caught up with, and he had to use his internal energy to resist, so he really had no room to breathe.

Knowing that he couldn't drag it on any longer, Feng Buping let out a low roar.

The swift sword has reached its peak, the sword escapes into the swift wind, leaving no trace!

This move is like turning the opponent into a small boat in the vast sea, with the wind howling and the waves as high as mountains.

One after another, huge white waves rushed towards the small boat. The small boat went up and down with the waves and was finally swallowed up by the waves!

When the sword speed reached its maximum, the flawless Kuangfeng Sword allowed Feng Buping's sword to move as he wished.

He was in the center of the violent gale and slashed the wind with a sword. The wind was like the ultimate sword of heaven and earth, forming a sword coat. However, because the sword was too fast, the sword coat could not be put on and was slashed out by Feng Buping along with the violent wind!

A gust of wind blew outward, as if it had substance!

This is not sword energy, but sword wind, a lethal sword wind that he derived!
Feng Buping's blood-stained clothes shook wildly, and the sword light shone brightly in the wind. His fast sword turned into a trace in the visible wind, leaving all the people in the martial arts world dumbfounded.

The deadly sword winds rushed towards the small boat in the raging wind and waves!

No matter how fast you are, you will have to pay the price for this deadly sword wind.

The weapon can block the sword wind, but only a small part of the sword wind will be blocked, and the rest of the sword wind will not stop at all.

There was a commotion in the Liu Mansion compound, and suddenly an icy white sword energy appeared!
Zhao Rong's sword was wrapped in sword energy, and the cold air above it flowed like a tide.

Although the killing sword wind is fierce, it is not sword energy after all.

Once touching Zhao Rong's visible sword energy, it was like meeting a natural enemy!

In an instant, the nearly one-foot-long sword energy shattered the sword wind in front.

Feng Buping's sword wind was spun on the sword by Zhao Rong. His heart was shocked and inspired by the sword wind. He directly shattered the icy sword energy. With the help of Feng Buping's sword wind, he slashed the shattered sword energy out horizontally with the extremely fast sword!

This was the collision between tangible sword energy and sword wind. An icy-white sword light spread like a wave, destroying the sword winds like a landslide!
The sword light spread, and shattered the raging wind around Feng Buping, breaking his swordsmanship!

The strong wind dissipated with a whoosh, and Zhao Rong's broken sword energy surged around the courtyard.

It was like a cold wave coming during the Dragon Boat Festival. The audience only felt the cold wind blowing in their faces, as if they were hit hard by a burst of icy rain. Those who stood near the front had their eyebrows and eyes covered with frost.

The sword energy passed through the long sword stuck in the ground, making a cutting sound in an instant, and then whistling because of the wind, and for a moment hundreds of swords rang out at the same time!

These people from the martial arts world have traveled far and wide and have seen all kinds of scenes.

When the sword rang out, people from all over the world looked at the blue-robed sword god as if they were on pilgrimage.

They turned to look at the man in red in the yard. His clothes were torn on his chest and there was a horizontal sword wound.

It was caused by the killing sword technique and the icy sword energy.

He lost, and lost miserably!
The Sword God was on the offensive almost from beginning to end, suppressing him.

But
Who among those present dared to look down on him?
Being able to fight the Sword God to this extent is already shocking.

This is the top master who has realized the profound meaning of the Wild Wind Sword Technique, and can cut through the wild wind with his sword.

What a commotion!

It should have spread throughout the world and become the best of its time.

It’s a pity that I met the Sword God.

The icy white sword energy is invincible, and can even eclipse the lethal sword wind.

But at this moment, Feng Buping is also an amazing swordsman in their hearts.

The battle between the two mysteries makes people think a lot, but also a little sad, and they just regret that they don't know where their own mysteries are.

"Tsk~!"

The sound of a long sword embedded in bluestone interrupted everyone's thoughts.

Blood flowed from the corner of Feng Buping's mouth. It was caused by his forced use of true energy. The lethal sword wind consumed a lot of energy, but he managed to hold on to the end.

"I lost."

Those empty eyes became even emptier, like an empty shell.

His heart was dead, his sword was defeated, and he no longer had any faith.

He inserted his sword into the center of the courtyard and said calmly to Zhao Rong:
"My heart is in the sword, and the sword is like me. If the sword fails, my heart will die. I have no regrets if I can die in the hands of the Sword God. Please proceed."

Feng Buping had already let go of everything, and he was extremely calm in the face of death.

Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze from the main hall walked up together. They had already noticed the changes in Feng Buping.

"Brother Feng, why do you have to do this?"

Ning Zhongze said: "Why not return to Huashan and accompany Uncle Master."

Feng Buping glanced at Yue Buqun and said nothing.

He looked at Ning Zhongze again and was silent for a few seconds: "Junior Sister Ning"

When he shouted these three words, his eyes lit up slightly, but then dimmed quickly:
"Feng Buping of Huashan is dead."

His voice is plain, but it can make people hear infinite sadness.

But people don't know about his life, they don't know about the twenty-three years he spent dormant in Zhongtiao Mountain, and they don't know about the sorrow behind the sharpness of his 108-style swift sword.

The wind is blowing wildly, and so many things have happened in the past. The sharp sword cannot cut them all, and there are no words to describe them all.

Yue Buqun didn't say anything, and Lady Ning sighed.

Zhao Rong said: "Please forgive me, Mr. Feng. Today is the great day when my uncle retires from martial arts. I am discussing swordplay with you and my fellow Taoists, and I will not kill anyone without reason."

"Since Mr. Feng's secret lies in the sword, please take the sword out of the house and leave this place."

"If you gain new insights someday, we can discuss swordplay again."

When Feng Buping heard these last words, it seemed as if his dead heart began to beat again.

He stared at Zhao Rong in silence for a moment, then said slowly:
"Today I defeated the sword here. Wherever the sword is, there I am. I wish to build a hut here and guard the mountain for the Sword God."

"I will spend the rest of my life studying swordsmanship so that I can fight again"

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