"Shame on you!" The man in black in the lead sneered: "Dead people will not be ashamed. ”

Although the man in black doesn't recognize it, the eight achievements are Zuo Lengzen, and his meaning is also very clear, only one of the two parties on the cliff can live today, and he will not lose face in front of the dead, or he will not lose face as a dead man.

Obviously, in his opinion, the former is more likely.

A broad sword was unsheathed and stabbed towards the wind, and behind this sword, four different weapons were also launched at the same time, and at least three weapons pointed at the key points of the wind.

The remaining three people also rushed towards Su Yang and Linghu with a cruel smile, and in their opinion, to deal with a few juniors of the Huashan Sect, with a woman who may be from the Five Poisons Sect, three people are enough, more than enough.

As soon as the waves struck, Yue Lingshan hadn't reacted yet, the long sword on his waist had been pulled away, and Feng Qingyang raised his sword to meet the five people.

The long sword was split at the touch of a button, and Zuo Lengchan's big sword was pulled to the side by an inexplicable force, but Feng Qingyang's face changed slightly, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"Do it!" Su Yang shouted, and the blood sword came out of its sheath to meet a man in black, the man in black looked at Su Yang, and the taste in his eyes was very strange, he was vicious and killed, but he didn't pay attention to it, as if he didn't take Su Yang to heart at all.

A kid who is not even as good as the second-generation disciple of Songshan will naturally not be regarded by the contemporary heirs of the Sword Sect.

Don't put it in your eyes, but it doesn't mean that you don't do your best, like an old river and lake like a flat seal. Of course, I know the truth of the lion fighting the rabbit, and the real enemy of this line of work is the wind is clear. You need to kill the juniors in front of you quickly to help Zuo Lengchan and make enough contributions, so that you can expect to sit in the position of the head of Huashan.

As for Feng Qingyang being his former elder, he can't take care of it. Feng Buping thought to himself, if you want to blame, you are also a senior of the Sword Sect, if you don't die, I will be busy for half my life. Even if the Sword Sect becomes Huashan orthodoxy, it will make a wedding dress for you.

After brushing and brushing a few swords, Feng Buping used the one hundred and eight style wind fast sword he had created after fifteen years of seclusion in the mountains.

The other two blacks also pounced on Ling Hu Chong and He Tieshou. He Tieshou greeted him without saying a word. The moves are all desperate moves, although they are not extremely exquisite, but the shots are very spicy and ruthless, and some of them actually end up in the same move. Just about spicy hands. can be regarded as the first person on the cliff at this time.

Lovelorn men are not easy to mess with, and lovelorn women are even harder to mess with.

Ling Hu Chong used Huashan swordsmanship at first, and after two or three moves, there was already a defeat, his eyes rolled, and the swordsmanship changed, and he used Dugu Nine Swords.

Yue Linshan was quite cunning, detoured behind everyone and cut off the rope on Tian Boguang's body, and muttered a few words to him. took out a small handkerchief from his arms, bit his finger and wrote a few blood words on it and handed it to Tian Boguang, Tian Boguang got up and turned around and ran towards Siguo Cliff. Apparently to call someone.

After a few moves, Su Yang took out his mind to look, only to see that the five people besieging Feng Qingyang, two of them had fallen to the ground with swords, Feng Qingyang's face was slightly gloomy, and there was no defeat for a while.

In a short time, Feng Buping had already made thirty or forty moves in a row in a blink of an eye. Although the name of the Tempest Fast Sword is vulgar, it is absolutely worthy of the name, the sword move is as fast as a sword, the sword momentum emits a faint wind sound, and the wind stirred up is getting stronger and stronger, the power is great, and the momentum emitted by the sword blade gradually expands, Su Yang only felt that his face and hands were blown by the wind and felt faint pain, and he involuntarily retreated.

Gradually, the uneven sword moves gradually expanded in the circle around the two of them, and they were all sword qi in a square circle.

"What a Sword Sect master."

Su Yang nodded secretly, Feng Buping's internal strength is not too high, far inferior to himself, but it is enough to drive this set of Tempest Fast Sword, in terms of lethality and speed, this kind of martial arts that purely uses sword moves to win is indeed much stronger than the cultivation method of the Qi Sect.

Although he has not seen the kung fu of several other heads of the Wuyue Sword Sect, Su Yang secretly thought, Feng Buping himself, even if he is against Yue Buqun, the first fifty moves may not fall behind, maybe he can still make Yue Buqun restrain his hands, but once the fifty moves pass, if he can't kill Yue Buqun, he is afraid that he will die under Yue Buqun's sword.

Rao is like this, compared to Yu Canghai and the like, but it is a lot higher, this kind of martial arts is not difficult to start a sect, given time, it may not be weaker than the Huashan faction under the rule of Yue Buqun, why do you have to come to this troubled water, want to pick up the cheap, and finally give up your life in vain.

Su Yang saw that the wind was clear and there was no defeat for the time being, and he put it against the newly learned Dugu Nine Swords Sword Breaking Style, the Lonely Nine Swords were extremely powerful, but after all, he was not skilled, and he was quite jerky at first, and he looked like a person who couldn't use a sword.

Su Yang said secretly: "This set of Dugu Nine Swords is powerful, but it is too complicated, even if it is me, I can't comprehend too much for a while, it is difficult to draw a scoop according to the gourd, I want to eat it all thoroughly and then use it proficiently, I am afraid that it will really take a few years of hard work." ”

A few years is already less, and this is the effect of having the blessings of divine power, spiritual power, and so on. In the original plot, Ling Hu Chong saw Fang Zheng and Ren Xing in the Shaolin Temple, and secretly said that the lonely nine swords can break the world's martial arts, but it is not easy to say, with Fang Zheng's martial arts, if you want to use the broken palm style to break his thousand hands such as the palm method, I am afraid that it will take 20 years of hard work.

And in another twenty years, if Fang Zheng does not die, the skill of Yi Jin Jing will be more profound, and the palm technique will become more and more exquisite, and it will not be comparable to twenty years ago, and he can only be deceived by the time when he is old and weak, and his reaction speed is not as good as that of young people.

There are many martial arts in the world, but even if it is the best martial arts, it is not easy to achieve the four words 'invincible in the world'.

Regardless of Su Yang's secret sigh in his heart, Feng Buping was more and more surprised, he saw that this young man waved his sword a few times casually, but the sword momentum was extremely powerful, it seemed that every move was the nemesis of his own swordsmanship, and his steps seemed messy, but every time he took a step, he was able to dodge the attack of the wind swordsmanship, and he was also surprised in his heart, thinking: "With these few swordsmanship, he can obviously kill me to support Feng Qingyang, but why is he deliberately slowing down?" ”

Feng Buping's mind is dirty, he lives with himself, and he has lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years, his brain is not very bright, and he immediately thought that he learned this swordsmanship with Feng Qingyang, and knew my identity, so he deliberately lost my face in front of the leader of the Left Alliance, and while fighting with me, he waited for the Lord of the Left League to go to Feng Qingyang's life?

He was thinking wildly in his heart, and he was suddenly shocked, and said firmly, Oh, I see, he wants to be the head of the Huashan faction!

Thinking of this, Feng Buping is angry and happy, angry is how to casually appear a kid also has such a high swordsmanship, happy things are like gods, the other party's hidden ideas have been seen by themselves, from this point of view, he is not only a first-class good hand in martial arts, but also does not lose to anyone in terms of strategy, and will be in charge of the Huashan faction in the future, maybe he can overpower Songshan for a few years, and when the time comes, it is better for me to be the head of this Wuyue, dominate the rivers and lakes, and will marry a beautiful wife and concubine in ten rooms and eight rooms, in order to make up for the regrets of living in seclusion and penance over the years

Su Yang and Feng Buping confronted each other, and the more the sword-breaking style in Dugu Nine Swords was used, the more skilled they became, and they suddenly found that this person's eyes were worried and uneasy for a while, happy for a while, and full of ambition for a while, as if he was a little nervous, and he didn't know why.

But no matter what he was thinking in his heart, Su Yang's long sword was getting faster and faster, and the variation was becoming more and more proficient, and he counterattacked with a sword in the interval between the changes of the Tempest Sword Technique, and Feng Buping didn't have time to withdraw the sword and play it back, so he could only take a step back.

Dugu Nine Swords, there is no advance or retreat, and if he takes a step back in front of Dugu Nine Swords, then he can only be beaten passively, just like the previous competition between Su Yang and Feng Qingyang.

Feng Buping took a step back, and was about to take out his luck, when he was about to mention it in one breath, Su Yang's second sword had already arrived in front of him, and he could only retreat in frustration.

If it is the three swords, Feng Buping will no longer be able to make a sword, and the wind sword technique will not be able to make a single move, not to mention the wind sword technique, even it is difficult to breathe.

He is also a master, and immediately made a decision after being shocked, he secretly said that he would die sooner or later if he continued like this, it was better to fight, this kid's move was wonderful, but he was young, and his skill could never be too high, so he changed his moves, no longer thinking about using a fast sword, and then accumulating his whole body strength on the sword, and wanted to have a hard fight with Su Yang.

The two swords intertwined, and with a soft sound, the half-cut long sword of Feng Buping was cut off from it, followed by a huge and incomparable force from the half-cut long sword in his hand, and it hit the chest like a heavy hammer.

Feng Buping spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his body shook twice and fell to the ground.

"A Sword Sect, but he compares his internal strength with me, looking for death."

Su Yang Dugu Nine Swords tried for the first time, and he was not happy in his heart, but a little unhappy. This swordsmanship pays attention to a smooth flow, there is no return, one sword after another, one sword is as fast as a sword, but he was defeated after only a few swords with this person, which made Su Yang feel a feeling of unfinished.

Fortunately, there are many people who have thought about the cliff.

The man in black who fought against Ling Hu Chong over there was also a master, sneering with his sword, and his internal strength was much higher than him, comparable to the first-class masters of the contemporary era, and Ling Hu Chong faintly looked like he was defeated.

A pale red bloody sword stabbed diagonally from one side and slashed through the neck of the man in black. The man in black had obviously seen this sword, but he just couldn't dodge it, and with a bang, there was an extra scar on his neck that was deep and bone-seeing, and blood gushed like a spring.

A bloody arrow from his neck rushed into the air, but Su Yang's figure had already left him, and by the time the blood landed, Su Yang's sword had already pierced the black man in front of He Tieshou.

The Dugu Nine Sword Envoy will open, the more indomitable, the more murderous and powerful it is. (To be continued......)

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