Feng Buping had long been on guard against Zuo Yi.

Seeing Zuo Yi flying over, his face was silent, but his swordsmanship became more and more powerful, and he wanted to solve Ren Hongfei before Zuo Yi joined.

But at this time, although Zuo Yi had not arrived, six cyan streamers broke through the air and enveloped him.

Feng Buping's heart sank, and he hurriedly retreated.

Bang bang –

An explosion sounded, and the ground was dusty, and six pits several feet in diameter appeared.

Feng Buping's face changed slightly, and he couldn't care about Ren Hongfei anymore, and looked at Zuo Yi's gaze with great solemnity.

Ren Hongfei took the opportunity to retreat into the distance and gave up the battlefield to Zuo Yi.

"Who is Your Excellency? You have extraordinary strength at such a young age, you should not be a nobody, don't you even dare to report your name?"

Feng Buping provoked with words, wanting to explore Zuo Yi's details.

"A dying man knows so much to do?"

Zuo Yi looked at Feng Buping calmly.

He held the hilt of the sword, the bone poison long sword slowly unsheathed, a trace of breeze surrounded, and gradually turned into a howling wind, and the dust around him rolled upside down, faintly mixed with the sound of ghosts crying, the sound was strange and amazing.

He planned to test the power of Songshan Sword Technique version 2.5 on Feng Buping's body.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Feng Buping asked in surprise while secretly gathering momentum.

In his opinion, the essence contained in the opponent's starting style was somewhat similar to his own Tempest Sword, and the appearance of the howling wind was also familiar.

But what's the matter with the howling of ghosts and wolves in the wind?

"Feng Buping, I now believe a little bit in the mystery of cause and effect in this world, come on, feel the enhanced version of the Tempest Sword!" Zuo Yi said with a playful smile.

Feng Buping's face turned angry: "What! You can also use the wind and fast sword? I understand, it must be Qu Yang's dog thief who stole my sword spectrum and passed it on to his juniors!"

Okay, okay very!

I'd like to see if you've learned some of the essence of the old man's swordsmanship!

Feng Buping was furious in his heart, and he couldn't wait to swing his sword to attack Zuo Yi, the wind suddenly rose, the sword aura was cold, and the killing machine was pervasive.

Zuo Yi was fearless, brazenly swung his sword, and launched a confrontation with Feng Buping.

Both of them fought fast and attacked with attack, the wind howled within a radius of dozens of meters, the ghosts cried, the dust rolled upside down, and the stones were rolling.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves have passed, but the two have not won or lost.

In Zuo Yi's opinion, his Songshan swordsmanship version 2.5 is definitely better than the windy fast sword that seals the unevenness in terms of subtlety.

It's just that he just pointed the Songshan Sword Technique Version 2.5 to the realm of Xiaocheng.

However, Feng Buping has already refined the Tempest Fast Sword he created to the fullest, and it has even been completed.

Moreover, this sword technique was tailor-made for himself, and it was very compatible with his talents in all aspects, and he could give full play to his own advantages to the extreme, and when his spirit and spirit were complete, it was enough to push his combat power to the peak of first-class.

As for the internal strength, although Feng Buping claims to be the descendant of the Sword Sect, his internal strength is by no means very comparable, and it is estimated that the mixed yuan gong is about to reach the top.

After dozens of moves, Zuo Yi found that it was not enough to win by relying only on the ordinary moves of Songshan swordsmanship, and he had to sacrifice a big move.

At this time, Feng Buping's face became even more solemn.

He found that Zuo Yi's swordsmanship was very strange, and he actually had the characteristics of Songshan swordsmanship, Songfeng swordsmanship, and wind fast sword at the same time.

At the same time, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls sounded in his ears from time to time, which made him uneasy, and his mood gradually became impetuous.

What shocked him even more was that this young man was not very old, but his internal strength was extremely strong, and occasionally fighting a sword, it would shock him so much that he almost wanted to vomit blood.

Gradually, he was not so confident in his Wind Sword.

"Feng Buping, taste my wind sword!"

Zuo Yi suddenly withdrew to gather momentum, and instead stepped forward and swung his sword, and swept the flat sword towards Feng Buping.

The sword sweeps the world!

Whew-

The howling wind swept and wanted to seal the unevenness, and the wind was mixed with countless wind blades and a terrible and piercing sound of ghosts crying wolves, mighty and hidden.

"A sword in the wind? You are Zuo Yi, the son of Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Wuyue Alliance! Hmph! You are a dignified and upright descendant, but you are willing to be in the company of the devil's way, aren't you afraid of the disdain of your fellow people in the rivers and lakes?"

When Feng Buping heard the sword of the wind, he instantly thought of Zuo Yi's identity, and couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

Zuo Yi's name is not unfamiliar to him.

Because of his genius righteous son Feng Thirteen, he was defeated in the hands of Zuo Yi, and what Zuo Yi was holding at this moment was also the bone poison sword of his righteous son.

However, he didn't have time to think too much, because he was quickly shocked by Zuo Yi's swordsmanship, and hurriedly swung his sword with all his strength, forming a dense sword net in front of him to resist the wind sword qi.

Ding Ding –

Sneering –

Feng Buping's swordsmanship was outstanding, blocking most of the wind blades, and only a small part hit his body, but it only caused him a little minor injury, making him look a little embarrassed.

"The Huashan Sword Sect really lives up to its reputation. However, my Tempest Sword has never missed, and today will not be an exception. ”

Seeing that Feng Buping blocked his big move, Zuo Yi was a little surprised, but he didn't care.

After all, the power of the Wind Sword is also divided into levels, and the size of the power depends on the amount of internal force output.

The sword of the wind just now only consumed two percent of his internal strength.

In order to maintain his reputation of "a sword in the wind and invincible in a hundred steps", Zuo Yi decided to let Feng Buping and taste the sword of the wind with fifty percent of his internal strength.

So, just when Feng Buping had just blocked Zuo Yi's big move, before he could catch a breath, he immediately ushered in Zuo Yi's second big move!

It's still a sword of the wind.

But this time, there was not a trace of wind blades in the howling wind, but it seemed that an invisible wall of qi was pushed horizontally, and the wall of qi was condensed like an entity, pushing it over with a huge force, causing the space to buzz and vibrate, and the big stones on the ground were smashed into pieces.

When Feng Buping understood, it was too late to dodge, he could only spread his internal force all over his body, and at the same time swing his sword with all his strength to slash at the qi wall!

Bang!

A heavy thud sounded.

The bones of Feng Buping's left arm were broken instantly, and the whole person was like a heavy blow, and his body flew backwards involuntarily, raising his head and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

flew more than ten meters away, and hit his back on the trunk of a tree with the thickness of a bowl, breaking the small tree.

His men also fell to the ground, vomiting blood and dying.

"Childe has won! Feng Buping has been defeated by Childe! Hahahaha! Okay, good fight!"

"Kill him!

"God has eyes!"

The villagers of Taogu Village in the distance couldn't help but cheer and boil when they saw this scene, and some even ran home, took out the New Year's firecrackers and put a few strings of them crackling.

At the same time, everyone's eyes looking at Zuo Yi were full of respect and gratitude, which added a sense of closeness.

Those teenagers and girls who practiced basic martial arts every day saw that Zuo Yi had defeated Feng Buping in a short period of time, and they all had reverence for Zuo Yi.

It is in the nature to worship the strong.

Zuo Yi's strength, domineering, and the terrifying strength he displayed left a deep imprint on their young hearts.

"You'll take care of the rest. ”

Zuo Yi didn't pay any more attention to Feng Buping, he explained to Ren Hongfei, and then turned around and returned to the village's residence.

You don't have to think about it to know that the end of the seal will be miserable.