"You, the Dugu Nine Swords, can still restrain my sword momentum, this alone, your martial arts are already above the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan. Feng Zhou laughed, and suddenly, the scabbard cut through the air, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

"Chong'er, I am now using my internal force to put it on the scabbard to form a siege against you, within three hundred moves, I will retreat as soon as I attack, and then you can deal with it well!"

Feng Zhou said.

Suddenly, the figure moved, and he walked forward diagonally, and the scabbard pinched by the three fingers of his left hand slashed horizontally and hit directly, extremely fast, and before he reached five or six moves, the faint wind in the sword momentum became more and more fierce. He drew his sword faster and faster, and the wind became louder and louder.

Cong Buqi saw this on the side, his face was shocked, and his heart was shocked. couldn't help but say, "This is Senior Brother Feng's 'Tempest Sword Technique'! When did he teach Senior Brother Yue...... Wrong...... Your sword moves are even better than Senior Brother Feng's 'Tempest Sword Technique'...... But...... How is this possible?"

Feng Zhou said with a smile: "Senior Brother Cong's eyes are like a torch, and Senior Brother admires him. Senior Brother Feng's 'Tempest Sword Technique', the sword intent and sword intent all come from the fundamental principles of my Huashan School's swordsmanship, as long as you understand a few of the key know-how and master the Tempest Sword Technique, it is not difficult. ”

Cong Buqi sighed and said no more.

He had already understood that this Senior Brother Yue could help him tailor a set of "Flying Heaven and Earth Serial Sword", so it was natural and normal to see through the essence of the 'Tempest Sword Technique' at a glance and refine it to make this sword technique even better.

Feng Zhou's "Wind Sword Technique" is on Donghua Mountain that day, after seeing Feng Buping and Yue Buqun fighting a hearty battle, he pondered and realized at will, and his moves and power are of course better than the uneven "Wind Sword Technique", once it is unleashed, the power is endless, and the strength emitted on the scabbard is like a hurricane, with the sound of the wind whistling again and again, even the wind is clear, Cong does not give up and feels cold, his face and hands are faintly painful by the wind, and he retreats involuntarily, Yue Lingshan is even more frozen and shivering slightly, and his teeth are ringing.

At this moment, Feng Qingyang reached over and grabbed her palm. Yue Lingshan calmed down, feeling that a warm air came from the palm of the wind clear, knowing that he was using internal strength to help him calm down, he was very grateful in his heart, and his good impression of this uncle was greatly increased, and he admired it. So he closed his eyes and lowered his head, secretly exercising his skills, the hurricane was whistling in his ears, and the wind was blowing on his face, but it was not as uncomfortable as Shicai.

At this time, Cong Buqi's heart was already full of shock, since the "Tempest Sword Technique" of Feng Buping was revealed, the brothers had discussed it together, and after discussion, they also admitted that his set of "Tempest Sword Technique" was not only a quiet move, but also a powerful sword, not a sword move to win.

However, the wind sword technique performed by Feng Zhou is not only more powerful, but this sword move is also more gorgeous, which makes people feel cold and cold, but also has an indescribable good-looking.

"Senior Brother Yue can do it casually, but he is even better than Senior Brother Feng's fifteen years of hard training! This capable person is really what no one can! No wonder the Huashan faction can flourish in the hands of the Yue family brothers!" Cong Buqi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

At this time, in the eyes of the wind clearing, Cong Buqi and Yue Lingshan, as well as the people who came to Liangfa who rushed up the mountain, the scabbard of the sealing boat was like a storm and a tide, and Linghu Chong was like a small boat in the hundred zhang flood.

The wind roared, the waves were like mountains, and one after another monstrous white waves rushed towards the boat, and the boat went up and down with the waves, but it was never swallowed up by the waves.

There are one hundred and eight moves in the "Hurricane Sword Technique", but Feng Zhou's sword technique is endless, but seeing that Ling Hu Chong has adapted to Feng Zhou's offensive, he suddenly changed his sword intent, the hurricane roared in an instant, and the extremely cold wind suddenly stopped, and the scabbard in Feng Zhou's hand became powerful and calm, and every move and style was like Mount Tai pressing the top, but Ling Hu Chong moved in it, calmly, without the slightest sign of hindrance.

Cong Buqi on the side had already shown a look of amazement: "In just half a month, Linghu Xian's martial arts have reached this point, it is really incredible, Uncle Fengtai's magical powers, it is really amazing." ”

Feng Qingyang was a little shocked in his heart: "Chong'er's Dugu Nine Swords needs to be understood bit by bit, and it needs to be sharpened by strong hands, but now it seems that Chong'er's perception speed is completely under Buming's control, and it is more like he has Chong'er's long skills." This person's control of martial arts is so mysterious!"

As for Yue Lingshan, she had no other thoughts except for her small mouth slightly open and her beautiful eyes were round.

The strength of Fengzhou's internal strength and the essence of swordsmanship, the two are mixed into one, and they are inseparable. With his ability, it would be easy to defeat Ling Hu Chong at this time, but he naturally wouldn't be so discouraged, so every move was extremely powerful, but the end of the scabbard only touched Ling Hu Chong's attack range at most.

With the help of his drive, Linghu Chong is more and more handy, many of the magic is actually the wind Qingyang has not been pointed out, encountered the Fengzhou Jingqi swordsmanship, "Dugu Nine Swords" naturally gave birth to the corresponding tricks, and resisted. The fear of fighting with his uncle in his heart is gone, and it can be said that he is fully devoted to swordsmanship, and there is no time for fear or joy.

Hundreds of moves passed quickly, and Linghu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords had reached the point where he could do whatever he wanted, hopeless, and all kinds of exquisite moves came one after another, Feng Zhou laughed: "Uncle Feng, I see that Chong'er's sword intent can be done as he likes, and every move and style can be whimsical, but it is in the sword theory, and the Dugu Nine Swords have been completed." ”

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "Dacheng is not counted, except for the Qi Breaking Style, it still needs to be cultivated for twenty years, and the other eight swords can already be mastered." ”

Feng Zhou said: "This is very good!"

Although he praised it, he still pinched the scabbard with three fingers, and his moves became more and more aggressive.

"Chong'er, congratulations on your Dugu Nine Swords, it's the master!"

Linghu said: "Thank you Uncle Er for mentioning the face and personally feeding and giving advice." ”

Feng Zhou said: "Although you have completed the Dugu Nine Sword, if I want to defeat you, it is not difficult, within three moves, I will let you get rid of the long sword, can you believe it?"

Linghu Chong didn't squeak anymore.

Although he respects his elders, he is also arrogant, and now he has fought hundreds of moves with his uncle, and his comprehension of Dugu Jiujian has entered a new world. I can't believe that Uncle Shi can let his long sword get out of his hands within three moves.

Feng Zhou smiled and said, "It's very good, look at my first move!"

The scabbard in his hand suddenly changed, and he directly volleyed into the air.

The scabbard suddenly shone brightly, and a half-foot of green light stretched out from it, like a long snake.

"Sword Mang!" Cong Buqi shouted.

Feng Qingyang was slightly shocked, and his heart was shocked: "He can use supreme internal force to urge the scabbard to give birth to a sword, and the depth of this internal force has reached the peak!"

"Tear up. ”

In the void, there was a howling wind.

The powerful sword suddenly began to spin rapidly, and then broke away from the scabbard, slashed through the void, slashed through the air, and slashed towards Linghu Chong with an incomparably sharp scream.

At this time, Ling Hu Chong's confidence and courage were at the peak, and he had Zixia magic skills, so he immediately performed the "Breaking Arrow Style", stretched out obliquely, and the tip of the sword was already on the sword.

"Zla!"

Ling Hu Chong was shocked suddenly, only to feel a sharp friction sound from the tip of the sword, like the sound of a blade cutting through the iron plate, which was extremely unpleasant, and constantly gushed out a stream of internal force, from the top of the long sword, rushing into Ling Hu Chong's right hand.

Every impact made Linghu Chong's mouth tremble, and he could barely hold the long sword in his hand.

"This sword is so good!" Ling Hu Chong gritted his teeth and hurriedly fought against Zixia's divine skills.

But how could Feng Zhou make it so easy for him?

He made a move "Immortal Guidance" and pointed at Linghu Chong's chest.

This move is a basic sword move that all major sects will have, and it is no different from Feng Zhou's performance, and it is also performed by other masters.

Ling Hu Chong hurriedly waved the long sword in his hand, and the latter came first, attacking Feng Zhou's left shoulder, which was where his flaw was.

But when he swung his sword, he was shocked in his heart, "How did this sword become so heavy? Uncle Shi's sword strength was actually attached to this sword and did not dissipate for so long?"

Fortunately, he Zixia was able to resist this internal strength, and Dugu Jiujian broke the sword style, and the last hair came first, and it was on Feng Zhou's left shoulder.

But as soon as he touched his body, Feng Zhou's clothes suddenly shook, it was as hard as steel, its toughness was like a spring, and the clothes moved and swayed, and it was difficult to move Ling Hu Chong's sword.

Ling Hu Chong's heart was slightly shocked, and he hurriedly recovered it, but the sword seemed to have taken root, and it didn't move at all.

Feng Zhou laughed, his right hand had already reached over, and flicked it lightly on the spine of the sword.

Ling Hu Chong only felt a shock from the tiger's mouth, and it was no longer difficult to hold the hilt of the sword, so the sharp sword immediately took off his hand, flew into the air, and then turned an arc, flew down, and with a "poof" sound, it was inserted into the ground without shaking at all.

Looking at Feng Zhou's shirt on his left shoulder, there was no sign of damage at all, and everyone was stunned for a while.

A deep sense of admiration followed.

Feng Zhou said that he used three moves to let Linghu Chong's long sword get out of his hand, but he really used three moves to let his long sword get out of his hand. It's really a wishful thinking.

Linghu Chong bowed and saluted: "Disciple, thank you Uncle for your guidance and help me practice swords, Chong'er is infinitely grateful in his heart." ”