"Poof......

Countless pieces of sand and gravel flew over at frighteningly fast speeds.

"Bastard."

Lao Dao was so angry that he had to quickly retreat and dodge.

But Chang Haotian continued to chase and kill frantically, chasing the old Taoist and turning into a clay man.

However, Lao Dao is also very powerful, and from time to time he stabs a sharp sword, which can resolve the terrifying crisis.

Therefore, although Lao Dao fell behind, he still did not lose.

Chen Fei naturally took advantage of the sky, because the system finally completed the deduction of the Lonely Nine Swords, and he also spent wealth points to buy it, with his super talent, and by virtue of mastering the overall essence of the Lonely Nine Swords, he quickly had a basic understanding of the Broken Rope Style, and the rest was actual combat.

"Whoosh......"

Chen Fei was about to ask Chang Haotian to retreat, but Chang Haotian broke out, he flew up and kicked on a stone, the stone flew up rapidly, and suddenly shattered, dozens of stones shot towards Lao Dao like lightning.

Lao Dao was already blinded by the dust, and now he was even more in a hurry, and the sword stabbed out rapidly, knocking down all the stones, obviously performing a magical arrow-breaking style.

However, he suddenly looked frightened, because Chang Haotian's whip flew over like a ghost, and it was put around his neck at once.

"Ah......h

Lao Dao only had time to let out a frightened cry, and he was thrown into the sky like a fish, and his eyes were also white, because his neck was almost broken.

"Smack......

Lao Dao was thrown to the ground fiercely, grinning his teeth, unable to get up, and the horror was that his neck was still covered with a soft whip.

"How's it going? Now am I losing or are you losing? Chang Haotian looked proud, "Lonely Nine Swords, it's just that, there is no undefeated martial art in the world." ”

Lao Dao's face was ugly, angry, and he couldn't speak.

Except for those Huashanmen people, the rest of them all laughed.

"Alas......" A faint sigh suddenly sounded, "It's just a fool, you actually cultivated the Lonely Nine Swords to such a look?" It's a shame on me. ”

Lao Dao was furious, and the rest of the people were also surprised, and they all looked over.

At some point, a somewhat thin teenager came to a nearby tree and shook his head at Lao Dao. A heartbroken look.

"Who are you?"

Lao Dao said angrily.

"My name is Feng Qingyang!" The young man strode up to Lao Dao and stretched out his hand, "Give me the sword, let you see what the Lonely Nine Swords are." ”

"You, you, you, the ancestor?"

Lao Dao's face showed a red tide, and his eyes shot a fiery light.

Chen Fei's face also showed surprise and excitement, because he had also heard that the Huashan faction originally did not have a lonely nine swords, it was learned from outside by a master named Feng Qingyang, and then passed it down, becoming the magic skill of the Huashan Town Sect.

Could it be that this wind is the same person?

Feng Qingyang grabbed the sword in Lao Dao's hand, squinted at Chang Haotian, and said lightly: "You attack, I only need one move to defeat you." ”

"You have such a big breath, defeat me in one move?"

Chang Haotian was furious, and repeated the old trick, and the whip in his hand whipped wildly, and suddenly there was dust, rocks and winds, and murderous aura filled the sky.

"Dugu Nine Swords, there is no advance or retreat! The moves are all attacking, and attacking the enemy has to defend. Although there is only one sword and one style, but the changes are endless, after learning, the front and back styles are integrated, and the power is greatly increased, and the essence of swordsmanship: anticipating the enemy first. Feng Qingyang's voice shouted sonorously, his left hand suddenly became a Buddha, and suddenly a strong wind arose, and the countless dust was blown away with a hula, and he stepped out in a flat step, and his sword was already pierced in Chang Haotian's impermeable aperture.

"Smack......

It was as if a poisonous snake had been stabbed seven inches.

The light curtain suddenly shattered, Chang Haotian was taken aback, and was about to retreat, but the cold tip of the sword had already reached his throat.

But because the light curtain formed by his soft whip was broken, he was stunned for a moment, revealing too many flaws, so Feng Qingyang grabbed this flaw and directly stabbed the sword, if it wasn't for his good control, this sword would have pierced Chang Haotian's throat.

Everyone was horrified, and their faces were shocked.

Lao Dao's face showed ecstasy, because he had comprehended some of the subtleties of the Nine Swords of Loneliness.

Chen Fei also secretly admired, Feng Qingyang is really powerful, he has cultivated the Lonely Nine Swords to such an extent, is he here to let me quickly learn the Lonely Nine Swords?

Therefore, he immediately shouted excitedly: "I heard that the arrow-breaking style of the Lonely Nine Swords can break all the hidden weapons in the world. Is there a master of hidden weapons, let the wind seniors perform the arrow-breaking style of the Nine Swords of Loneliness? ”

"I'll come."

A big chubby man jumped out, his hands empty, and he squinted at Lao Dao.

"Who are you? I am a clean and unsung person. ”

Feng Qingyang withdrew the iron sword, with an indifferent expression, but that tone was really confident, it seemed that he didn't look at these historical masters in his eyes at all.

"Zhao Banshan." The fat man said indifferently.

"Zhao Banshan?"

Most of the people were at a loss, and they didn't know who Zhao Banshan was.

However, Chen Fei's heart moved, and he remembered Zhao Banshan's information.

Zhao Banshan is a native of the Qing Dynasty, the three masters of the Red Flower Society, a disciple of Taijimen, with hidden weapons across the rivers and lakes, and self-made unique secret weapons, known as "a thousand arms". He is bold and makes friends all over the world.

I thought it was a fictional character in the novel, but I didn't expect that there really was a zài.

"It seems that you have an extraordinary identity. Attack it. ”

Feng Qingyang said indifferently, "I'll break it with a sword." ”

"You're careful."

Zhao Banshan shouted.

His body shook, and suddenly, countless hidden weapons burst out from his sleeves, armpits, trouser legs, mouth, and hands like a storm.

Flying locust stones, sleeve arrows, iron lotus seeds, iron nails, flying needles, iron beads, throwing knives, iron thistles......

Filled the sky, obscuring a qiē.

Everyone was shocked, and they didn't understand how Zhao Banshan hid so many secret weapons on his body, but they couldn't see it before.

"Good time."

Feng Qingyang shouted, and the sword in his hand stabbed out.

Thousands of swords burst out in an instant, like a hedgehog.

Jingle ......

The sound of striking iron sounded, and all the hidden weapons fell and spread all over the ground, and none of them could hit Feng Qingyang.

"Good ......"

Everyone couldn't help but shout, and a look of admiration appeared on their faces.

Such a miraculous skill is something they never dared to dream of.

Even Zhao Banshan shouted hello and arched his hand, "I'm defeated." ”

He retreated, smiling, not discouraged at all, really cultivated and good-tempered.

Chen Fei frowned, because the system had not yet recorded and deduced the sword-breaking style of the Lonely Nine Swords, although he had seen some mysteries, but it was only some, to really master it, he had to let the system deduce and record it, and then learn and comprehend it, it seemed that Feng Qingyang had to continue to show it.

So he asked a soldier arranged by a country to take a slight rush, and said with an evil smile: "Senior Feng, I don't know if the Lonely Nine Swords can block the bullets?" ”