Feng Qingyang nodded with some appreciation and said: "In a short period of time, I can learn all the Dugu Nine Swords, which is much stronger than Ling Hu Chong who I taught by hand, but I also compared the old man." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He said lightly, his face was calm and calm, but Su Chen became more and more careless.

I only heard Feng Qingyang continue: "I have to admit that you are a rare genius among the descendants of Huashan, but what you did made me dislike it very much, take me a sword and try it......"

As soon as the words fell, the solemn and suffocating atmosphere on the cliff suddenly became loose, as if a gust of wind was blowing for no reason, mixed with the intoxicating fragrance of plants and trees.

People can't help but want to open their arms to meet this rare comfort.

Su Chen's heart was relieved, and his momentum weakened slightly, so he secretly screamed badly.

He saw a flower in front of him, but when he saw the wind clear, the tall figure flashed in front of him like a shadow.

A blue light roared like thunder and stabbed at it.

It is not only a thorn, it looks like a split or a slash, and between the sword wind and the howling, the long sword in the hand dances into a ring like a lamp grass.

The same Huashan Eleven Sword Style, overwhelmingly swept towards Su Chen.

When Feng Qingyang made a move, he would neither be like Ling Hu Chong's one-glance, nor like Su Chen, who made every move perfect, pushing the artistic conception to the extreme.

Instead, the complexity is simplified, and the eleven sword styles are combined at will to form a sword wheel that rolls forward.

Su Chen only felt a strong wind blowing in all directions, and it was difficult to breathe.

"Each move can be combined with any move at will and become one. A set of basic sword techniques has been turned into countless combinations by him, and he can shoot from almost any angle, turning into dozens of swords, hundreds of swords, or even infinite swords, and there is no way to achieve it, how to deal with this kind of swordsmanship?"

If Ling Hu Chong uses the sword like this, Su Chen also has a way to deal with it, as long as he uses his explosive strength, he can interrupt the opponent's rhythm hard, so that he will be sluggish in his sword, and he will advance and retreat from his heart.

But when the wind is clear, he can't deal with it like this.

As soon as Su Chen's sword was raised, he sensed the innate true qi attached to the old man's sword, which was extremely condensed and powerful.

His Zixia internal force was originally of extremely high quality, but with just a little contact, there was a sign that it was about to melt.

Without the blessing of physical strength, he was afraid that he would fall behind as soon as he made a move.

It was the first time that Su Chen had encountered an opponent whose sword power and sword intent were stronger than his own, and the sword in his hand burst out with a ball of shining white light, only to hear the whining of the wind, and the sound of "choking" became louder and louder.

The two swords collided and let out a dense long roar, and Su Chen was shocked to the point that his limbs were numb, and the internal force on his body was a little uncomfortable.

And the long sword in Feng Qingyang's hand still attacked endlessly, like a torrential rain, like a surging wave, without the slightest sign of stopping.

The sword aura of the two was excited, and the stones on the cliff were rolling and scattering, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

The small trees and weeds on the edge of the cliff all exploded into green powder, and as soon as they were wrapped by the sword wind, they turned into green ripples and flew five feet away.

Ling Hu Chong waited for a while, and then found that he could move, knowing that the soft force used by Su Chen's sword tip was only temporarily restraining himself, and he didn't use too much force.

But at this time, he didn't care about this kind of trivial problem at all, but his eyes were horrified and looked at the sword momentum of the two people in the field, but he was even more depressed than when he was stabbed by Su Chen's sword before.

Only then did he understand what Su Chen meant when he was competing with him for a sword.

"I only use the same strength as you, don't worry about me using my internal strength to bully you. Su Chen said with a smile at the time.

In Ling Hu Chong's ears, Senior Brother Su's words were naturally extremely insulting, clearly looking down on his senior brother, and he was also very angry at that time.

But when I think about it at this time, I think about it too much.

"If he uses all his strength at the beginning, it is more than any sword, this sword wind attack body, I am unlikely to be able to block it. In other words, with just one sword with all my strength, I have been defeated, and it is indeed redundant for me to fight with him for most of the day. ”

Ling Hu Chong watched the two of them fight with their swords, and then came to evaluate objectively after being disheartened, although he was still uncomfortable in his heart, he couldn't help but secretly break his heart.

This time, there was less resentment and more convincing.

"Senior Uncle Feng is the only surviving predecessor of the sect, and it seems that he also uses the peerless swordsmanship of the mighty rivers and lakes, but Senior Brother Su has such strength at such a young age, and I don't know how he practiced?"

Linghu Chong thought wildly, but he retreated farther and farther, and gradually retreated to the door of the cave.

Leaning on the oblique boulder at the entrance of the cave, it can be regarded as blocking the sword waves from the two piercing air.

He just watched with all his heart and forgot about everything around him.

"Boy Su, don't you look down on my Sword Sect mastery? ”

Feng Qingyang looked at Su Chen like a wanderer in the wind, but he stood tall and sealed every sword tightly.

Although it seems that the next sword is likely to be unable to resist the enemy, he has made forty or fifty swords, and he has not even attacked a single sword.

"If it weren't for the fact that his internal strength has not yet reached the innate level, he can still be bullied, I'm afraid he won't be able to teach a lesson today. It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and a generation of new people is better than the old people. ”

Although Feng Qingyang was sneering in his mouth, he was very shocked in his heart.

He never expected that Su Chen would block such a fierce attack from one of his innate masters.

And he insisted on it for so long, compared to Linghu Chong, but he didn't know how strong it was.

"Indestructible, only fast and unbreakable!"

Su Chen was shocked by the infinite sword power of the clear wind, and he was also a little anxious.

I know that I have been attacked so urgently, and I will lose if I defend it for a long time, and I will eventually lose very miserably.

"Then you can only rely on the speed of the sword, and you can only rely on the real to attack the weak, not the hard. ”

As soon as his sword momentum changed, it became ethereal, but this time he no longer tried to block the sword style that was spreading like flowing water, and his body was like a faint cloud of smoke rising, winding and wandering on the cliff, and more than ten swords were stabbed out in an instant around Feng Qingyang.

The figure is one into three, three into nine, nine into infinite, and his figure is everywhere on the wide Siguo cliff.

The sword in his hand stabbed fast and hard, and the move pointed to the place where the wind was clear and save.

The figures of the two flickered, and the situation was different.

Ling Hu Chong was so shocked by the sound of the sword blade that his ear drums were buzzing, he originally felt very uncomfortable, and he wished that the two of them would finish the fight earlier, but compared to now, the previous feeling was quite good.

Now this kind of situation where the two swords are intertwined and not hard to touch is even more worrying, and it is so uncomfortable that people's hearts are about to jump out.

The wind was clear and the white beard was fluttering, and the sword momentum was dancing wildly, and Su Chen's sword momentum was silent when it stabbed out, and Yin Yin's thunder could only be heard after the sword was collected.

It was as if the sky was cloudy, and a storm was brewing, making people breathless.

……

Yue Buqun hurriedly rushed out of the way, and when he listened to it, he heard the loud sound of the two swords clashing.

Even if he closed his eyes, he could sense the huge momentum, and he was shocked, and when he turned his head to look, he vaguely saw the sword qi on the top of the cliff in the distance.

"Who's fighting the sword, what a big momentum!"

As soon as Yue Buqun turned this thought in his heart, he saw a strong wind passing by him, but it was his junior sister Ning Zhong who had already hurried there.

"What else do I guess? Just go up and see. Yue Buqun's face was cautious, and he followed his wife to the cliff with his front foot and back foot.

Behind the two of them, an emerald green figure flashed, but it was Yue Lingshan who also ran over.

The look on her face was very anxious, unlike her father, she just glanced at it, and she could already conclude that one of the two people who competed in the sword must be Su Chen.

That silver-white sword intent with unparalleled momentum, which could be seen from a long distance, was Su Chen's signboard.

However, now that sword light was firmly suppressed by a cyan sword light, rushing left and right, swimming in the net, although it has not been defeated for the time being, but it can already see the decline.

"Who can suppress the world-shattering peerless sword momentum, could it be that the senior brother who has thought about it on the cliff is impossible, this kind of swordsmanship internal force senior brother can't use it at all, and if he is replaced, he won't be able to catch a sword at all. ”

"And in this cyan sword light, people can sense a deep anger, like a rainstorm and thunder, is there a grudge against Senior Brother Su......

Yue Lingshan's heart was in turmoil, she ran a few steps, and almost lost her breath, so she hurriedly collected her mind and concentrated, and when her body jumped, she closely chased Yue Buqun and his wife and rushed up the Siguo cliff.

There were some quick-witted disciples behind him, and they also ran up with a sense of annoyance.

They didn't know what was going on, but the Huashan faction, which practiced swords quietly on weekdays, had two masters fighting to the death, and this situation was unprecedented, and the disciples with curiosity wanted to go and see it.

This group of disciples was only halfway through when they heard a "boom" in their ears.

When I looked up, I saw a small stone platform on the top of the mountain cliff, which was struck by sword qi and shattered into stone powder in the sky, and the trembling gravel fell like raindrops, sprinkling it on the disciples.

These people hurriedly dodged, but their feet were unconsciously slow.

If the heart path is swept away by this sword qi, I am afraid that it will be more than auspicious.

At this time, whether it was Yue Buqun and his wife, Yue Lingshan, or even the disciples behind him, they could all be seen.

On the cliff, two clouds of light and shadow on the green and white rushed back and forth, suddenly on the left, suddenly on the right, where they passed, the grass and trees were broken, and the stone wall was pierced with deep sword marks.

In the distance of the cave stood Ling Hu Chong, who was standing there dizzy and dazzled, as if he had forgotten everything around him.

"It's Su San who took out the sword, I don't know who the other one is?" Yue Buqun's eyes were serious, the long sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed, and Ning Zhong looked at each other, and then he rushed forward to help.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Su Chen's silver-white sword light had fallen to an absolute disadvantage, and he could even hear a heavy gasp faintly coming from the light and shadow.

Yue Buqun's knowledge was even wider, and he had already seen that the strength of that cyan sword light attack was obviously a level higher than his own, and he was actually a supreme innate master.

"My Huashan Houshan was infiltrated by such a person, and it is much stronger than the leader of the Songshan Left Alliance.

Even if I can't beat it, I can help contain it, and I must not let Su San have an accident. ”

"Even if he is a congenital master, let him know that our Huashan faction is not easy to bully, senior brother, let's attack on both wings and cover Su San. ”

"Good!"

Yue Buqun responded, and in the crisp sound of "choking", the two swords were unsheathed at the same time.

At this moment, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong were working together, the son-in-law disciple who had just been recognized, this was not yet a visit, how could there be an accident.

Ning Zhong glanced at her daughter who rushed up from a distance, and she was so anxious that she was about to cry at this time, but her swordsmanship internal strength had not yet reached the late second-rate stage, and this kind of occasion was obviously useless.

The only ones who can get their hands on Huashan are their two first-class masters.

Yue Buqun and his wife can see it more clearly, although Su Chen is at a disadvantage, it seems that he may be defeated at any time.

But with his strength to fight hundreds of moves with the innate master, but only slightly down, in time, the Huashan faction will stand tall in the rivers and lakes, where will there be resistance?

Prosperity is just around the corner.

You must know that Su Chen is only eighteen years old now, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

No one knows when he will break through the innate and become the top legendary figure in the rivers and lakes.

The reason why Su Chen fell behind was that his sword intent was suppressed by Feng Qingyang's powerful and majestic sword intent, and his skill was also weaker than the other party.

Even if he has physical strength to make up for it, but in the face of the pervasive innate true qi, even if it is the holding pill period known as infinite physical strength, he feels very difficult.

His sword momentum is getting faster and faster, seizing the opportunity everywhere, but Feng Qingyang is always unhurried to urge the sword move, and the qi pulse is still long.

Dugu Jiujian, who has practiced for decades, although his algorithm is not as fine and fast as Su Chen's chip, his years of experience can still make up for everything.

The two of them kept changing their positions like marquees, fighting hard from time to time, and the old man had a slight smile on his face, showing that he was sure of victory.

At this time, he fought with a junior boy, and his anger almost disappeared, but his competitive spirit was even stronger.

This is already a shameful knife that is difficult to sheath!

No matter how indifferent the personality is, as long as you are a person who practices martial arts, there is no one who does not pursue victory.

Therefore, Feng Qingyang can swear by his Dugu Nine Swords, but he didn't keep his hand at all.

In fact, Su Chen on the opposite side was able to block so many moves and still be able to hold on, Feng Qingyang was already a little numb with shock.

He has never met such a young man in his life.

"Uncle Fengtai, take me another trick to create your own swordsmanship, I will admit defeat, it's not early today, but I won't play with you. ”

Su Chen had also seen the master, sister, uncle and others who came up from the mountain, and knew that there was no need to fight any longer, but the scene would be a mess.

The swordsmanship he had learned all over his body, including the sword intent that was only in the rudimentary form, melted into one under the great pressure of the clear wind.

I only feel that my soul is clear, and there is no confusion in the road ahead, and I know that now I only need internal force and veins, and after breaking the governor, I can go straight to the innate place.

As for the understanding of swordsmanship, the understanding of martial arts, and the control of sword intent, they have all entered the innate level.

This is also the reason why he was able to forcibly follow the wind for so long.

In general, the realm of the two is not much different, but there is still a gap in skill.

At this time, it was no longer meaningful to fight again, and Su Chen had the idea of retreating.

But even if you want to retreat, you can't be miserable, and there is a trick that must be used.

He took a long breath, the sword in his hand abruptly moved back to quiet, and his figure was also standing in the distance, ignoring the cyan sword light that Feng Qingyang was chasing after like a maggot attached to a bone.

Just raised his sword and raised his eyebrows, his eyes were far away, and the long sword in his hand emitted a white light.

At this moment, his spirit, will, internal force, and blood qi all exploded in unison, condensing into one, and the sword in his hand became an extension of his own thinking.

Regardless of the mountains and seas in front of you, it seems that you can pierce it with a sword.

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