And he stood there, like an abyss stagnant, a sect of grandmasters.

"Sword Sect Master!"

The eyes of the Demon Sect disciples were awe-inspiring, and their hearts were full of jealousy.

And Wang Cheng and several incense masters thought that more than 20 years ago, when the Huashan faction divided the Qi Sect and the Sword Sect, the disciples of the Sword Sect practiced swordsmanship hard, and every famous disciple was a master of swordsmanship, with thousands of strange and murderous moves.

And this old man has a loose figure and sharp eyes, showing his extraordinary internal skills.

At this point, it is naturally extraordinary, and the martial arts are extraordinary.

Internal and external cultivation is the supreme pursuit of a martial artist, after all, there are only a few top masters on the rivers and lakes, and masters of both internal and external cultivation are even more difficult to find.

The entire Sun Moon Divine Sect in Shaanxi is divided, and I am afraid that only Wang Cheng can defeat this Sword Sect master.

Like Zhou Wenlong, Zhao Yu, Chen Pu and other incense masters, although their martial arts are not weak, but in the face of the master of the Sword Sect in front of them, they are afraid that they will not be able to do it.

"Yes, my Senior Brother Cong has been in seclusion for twenty years, just to practice Huashan swordsmanship, one move, Megatron the world, your Demon Sect is unlucky, but I met my Senior Brother Cong. ”

Feng Zhou's tone was flat, and his eyes were full of disdain when he looked at the people in the Demon Sect.

"No wonder you dare to bully the door with just two people, it turns out that there is a sword master to rely on!" Wang Cheng didn't care, but laughed: "I have many disciples of the Divine Sect, and there are many masters, it is easy to defeat a master of the Huashan Sword Sect!"

"Oh?" Feng Zhou didn't care, he knew that the rudder banner master named Wang Cheng in front of him had profound martial arts, and he remembered that when Ren Xing was subduing the elders in Meizhuang, there was a person named Wang Cheng, maybe it was the guy in front of him.

It's just that he wants to take down Cong and not give up, but he is afraid that it will be more than two hundred moves, and by that time, everyone in the Sun Moon God Sect will probably be dead.

As for how they died, of course, it was Feng Zhou who took action and killed them.

At this moment, a voice came from the backyard: "Brother Wang is talking about me." ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes flickered, and there was already a man standing in the courtyard.

He was tall and strong, with bright eyes, an iron blue body, and muscles bulging like a dragon, like an ancient god of war.

"This is Sun Qingyang, the Flying Venerable of my Divine Sect, who is the Venerable of the Chief Rudder Sanren, who has been studying the Huashan Sword Technique all his life, and the two of them are very close. Wang Cheng laughed.

The purpose of studying the swordsmanship of the Huashan faction is, of course, to find the flaws of the Huashan swordsmanship, so as to win the battle.

"It turned out to be Venerable Sun!"

Someone among the disciples of the Demon Sect exclaimed.

There are many masters of the Demon Sect, but those who can be called Venerable are obviously unique in martial arts.

"When did Venerable Sun come to our rudder?"

"I don't know!"

"I heard that Venerable Sun is the number one master among the scattered people of my Divine Sect, and when he came here, the two Huashan disciples are dead!"

"With him, these two guys from the Huashan faction will definitely die, even if Yue Buqun comes to retaliate, we have nothing to fear. ”

The disciples of the Sun and Moon God Sect were either elated or in high spirits.

There are Sun Venerable and Wang Qi Lord, plus the masters of the Shaanxi rudder, sealing the boat and Cong do not abandon the sky and the earth, and it is difficult to fly.

"Are you Yue Buqun's younger brother Yue Buming?" Sun Qingyang shouted coldly: "In the past year, the Huashan faction has repeatedly killed the brothers of my Divine Sect Shaanxi rudder, and now it has even killed my Shaanxi rudder, if I don't kill you today, how can I explain to tens of thousands of disciples of my Divine Sect!"

"Confess, what confession?" said Feng Zhou, Feng Zhou's face remained unchanged.

"The murderer pays for his life!" Sun Qingyang cut the railroad to the end.

"You Demon Sect disciples killed so many people, why don't you pay for your life?" Feng Zhou asked rhetorically.

"Hehe, what kind of identity my God Sect disciple is, how can he compare to those ants. Sun Qingyang said righteously.

"It makes sense, so you are like ants in my eyes. Feng Zhou sighed lightly, and he didn't want to say anything more for a while.

Cong Buqi snorted coldly, took a few steps forward, with the sword in his hand, and squinted at Sun Qingyang. He said: "I want to see what skills you have for us to explain!"

As soon as the words fell, he had already flown forward, and with a move "Gumu Sensen", the fast sword was like lightning, and a sword swept towards Sun Qingyang.

Cong does not abandon the sword sect talent, more than 20 years have never given up the practice of swords, but also seriously practiced the Huashan heart method, after returning to Huashan, and carefully watched the Huashan faction including Zixia Shengong Huashan nine gong, after half a year, into the country and further refined, this sword swing, full of strength, sharp moves, like lightning.

When everyone saw it, they all lost their color, and even Wang Cheng's face changed slightly. Only Sun Qingyang was not surprised and shouted, "It's a good time!"

I saw that he thundered and shook suddenly, and hit with his backhand to block the sword, and wanted to break Cong Bu and give up the sword in his hand.

How do you know that Cong Bu gave up a cold snort, instantly put the sword on the thunder block, slid along the way, and only heard the sound of "Take", and the sword slashed towards Sun Qingyang's right hand.

If the other party does not withdraw the thunder block, the fingers of his right hand will be cut off.

A good demon sect scattered people, in a hurry, he hurriedly repelled backwards, and the thunder shock block in his hand was sharply twisted, and he opened the long sword that Cong did not give up.

But Cong Buqi already had the advantage, the long sword in his hand swung again and again, and the offensive was repeated, every move and style was fast and swift, not leaving a few heavy points in front of Sun Qingyang.

Sun Qingyang roared again and again, dodging left and right, trying in vain to throw off the distance, so that his thunder shock block could be deployed, but Cong did not give up his internal strength, and he never gave up his advantage, and suppressed the other party to death.

"How is this possible?"

The disciples of the Demon Sect had cold hands and feet.

They thought that the masters of the sect should be able to suppress Cong Bu Bu, but they didn't expect that they would be at a disadvantage as soon as they came up, so they could only dodge in embarrassment and were powerless to fight back.

"That's how he studied my Huashan swordsmanship?"

Feng Zhou pointed to Sun Qingyang, a demon sect scattered person who was dodging around, and smiled at Wang Cheng.

Although Wang Cheng has a superior demeanor and his face is as usual, at this moment, he saw that the friends in the sect he invited were pressed and beaten by Cong Buqi, although he could still support a few moves, but he was obviously pressed to death by the other party, and his face couldn't help but look ugly for a while.

"Hmph, Yue Buming, you're happy too early!"

Wang Cheng shouted, and suddenly said loudly: "Brothers, at this time, we won't go together!"

Zhou Wenlong, Zhao Yu, Chen Pu, and Ma Dahai immediately roared, each holding a weapon, and pounced suddenly.

The four of them are not weak in martial arts, and they are very skilled, and this shot immediately gained the upper hand.

"Haha, Yue Buming, your senior brother's life is on the line, what else do you have to say?"

Wang Cheng laughed.

How do you know that as soon as the words fell, Cong Buqi suddenly laughed: "A few incompetent people, what can I do?"

I saw a cold light flashing, Zhou Wenlong screamed, and his right arm was broken.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yu's wrist was cut, Chen Pu was kicked in the waist, and Ma Dahai was directly hit by the opponent's left hand and fell to the ground motionless.

Although Sun Qingyang, a scattered person, took the opportunity to distance himself, Cong Bu gave up his swordsmanship, and still cut off one of his fingers, causing the other party to retreat dozens of feet, and he no longer dared to move forward.

Wang Cheng and the others were stunned and couldn't help themselves.

Just now, Cong Bu gave up the battle against Sun Qingyang, although he had the upper hand, he didn't hurt the other party at all, why did he have a few people on his side, but his own side immediately lost heavily?

How is this possible?

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