Fang Sheng's face was full of wrinkles, and he was very old, and he looked a few years older than the senior brother Fang Zheng. Speaking with a very kind expression, with the demeanor of a Taoist monk.

The disciples of the Huashan faction all knew that this "Fang" generation monk was the first generation of the Shaolin Temple today, and he was a generation higher than the heads of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and he actually took the initiative to fight with Yue Lingfeng, who was two generations younger than himself.

Yue Lingfeng saw that it was Fang Sheng who came down in person, and hurriedly gave a senior gift. Fang Sheng stepped forward with his hands in a false position, the fat sleeves of the monk's robe stretched out, and a soft strong wind lifted Yue Lingfeng up, and said to a pleasant face: "Yue Shaoxia, you have already made a big gift when you just entered the door, let's save these red tapes when we learn martial arts." ”

If you talk about the strength of internal strength, I am afraid that everyone present cannot compare to Yue Lingfeng, who has absorbed the skills of more than a dozen people such as Jiangnan Siyou. If he insisted on giving a way to salute, then Fang Sheng naturally couldn't stop him.

But this kind of thing Yue Buqun did because he was cautious and polite, and Yue Lingfeng, a person who was two generations younger than Fang Sheng, was suspected of selling his skills and not knowing how to lift up. Therefore, with the help of Fang Sheng's support, Yue Lingfeng resisted slightly, and then stood up.

Fang Sheng said: "Yue Shaoxia, are we comparing fists and feet or blades?" ”

Yue Lingfeng replied: "Master Fang Sheng, the juniors are better at swordsmanship, so dare to ask the master for kung fu on the blade!" ”

Fang Sheng nodded and said, "Take it as Yue Shaoxia wishes, Shaoxia please." ”

Yue Lingfeng pulled out his long sword, put the scabbard behind his back and shook his wrist, and the scabbard shot straight towards the beam behind him. The scabbard was in a hurry, and it was about to slap Liang Fa's face, but Liang Fa didn't seem to be worried, and didn't make the slightest movement.

When the scabbard flew less than two feet in front of Liang Fa, there was a sudden pause. The originally swift castration actually stopped, as if an invisible hand had grabbed it in the air.

Just as the scabbard began to fall, Liang Fa raised his hand and took Yue Lingfeng's scabbard lightly.

The people present with good eyesight secretly applauded Yue Lingfeng's silent hand. Just now, behind the back of his hand, his big arm and lower arm did not move at all, and he only threw the scabbard with his wrist, and at the same time used a pull back technique. In front of Liang Fa, he suddenly changed from movement to static, and the return force just offset the removal force.

This hand not only requires good internal force, but also delicate control techniques. Among the people present, there were not many who could achieve Xiang Yue Lingfeng's level.

Fang Sheng said with a smile: "Yue Shaoxia is so handsome. He glanced at the cold sword in Yue Lingfeng's hand again, and sighed again: "Good sword." With that, he pulled out an old wooden stick about three feet long from a slender cloth bag on the outside of his right leg.

The disciples of the Huashan faction and the Wudang faction were stunned when they saw that this Shaolin monk actually used an ordinary wooden stick as a blade: "I didn't expect Master Fang Sheng's blade to be just such a short wooden stick." ”

I don't know how many years have passed this wooden stick, and the whole body has been reddish-brown. The surface has been played with and rubbed by people, and a layer of glossy pulp has appeared.

Yue Lingfeng made a move to "welcome guests" and stabbed at Master Fang Sheng.

Although Master Fang Sheng had a deep internal force, he didn't want to overwhelm people with internal force at first, so he raised his wooden stick and fought with Yue Lingfeng.

Yue Lingfeng made the Huashan faction's "Xiyi Sword Technique" all the way. This way of swordsmanship is like a storm, extremely fast. However, as the skill deepened, the faster the speed of the long sword, the smaller the sound of breaking through the sky. When you practice to the highest level, you will reach the point of making a big sound and a great voice.

Fang Sheng saw that Yue Lingfeng's sword stab was like an arrow from the string, but he didn't hear the sound of breaking the sky at all, obviously this Lu Xiyi sword technique had been practiced to an extremely deep realm. I was in my heart: This junior is only in his early twenties, how can he have such skills?

Put away the only remaining contempt, and do not retreat but advance. With his hands stretched back, he puffed up his strength in the sleeves of his two robes, and then swept forward with the old wooden stick raised sideways, only to hear "woo——! With a bang, the wooden stick was swept away by the fierce wind and smashed into the sword blade stabbed by Yue Lingfeng.

Though they were sticks, they were as hard as iron and heavy as brass. Striking with Yue Lingfeng's fierce and sharp sword, he didn't hurt a single bit. Yue Lingfeng thought to himself: "If this old wooden stick is invulnerable? This sword was self-confident, strong, sharp and indestructible, and it couldn't leave a trace on Master Fang Sheng's old wooden stick. ”

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already fought hard for more than a dozen moves, and the strong wind emitted by the two of them became more and more fierce, forcing the disciples with weak internal strength in Huashan, Wudang, and Shaolin around them to keep retreating. A man's sword is like lightning, but there is no sound; One person dances like a wheel, and the wind is cold.

More than a dozen moves had passed, and Yue Lingfeng could see that Fang Sheng's kung fu was quite mixed, and only a dozen moves included four kinds of blades: stick method, steel whip, iron mace, and judge's pen. Come to think of it, this Fang Sheng master has already integrated many Shaolin stunts into the stick method of this old wooden stick. But no matter how complicated Fang Sheng's stick method was, it couldn't go beyond the barrier of Dugu Nine Swords' sword theory. Every time Master Fang Sheng made a move, Yue Lingfeng could immediately see a few flaws.

Suddenly, Yue Lingfeng's face was full of purple energy, and he used the "Xiyi Sword Technique" sword technique in his hand, this sword technique was not necessarily so subtle, many disciples of the Huashan Sect had learned it, and the speed was not as fast as the previous moves. Lu Dayou, who was watching from the sidelines, felt that he could easily stab this move faster than the senior brother.

However, Fang Sheng, who was in the game, had a great change in complexion, and Yue Lingfeng's long sword seemed to be waiting for his wrist to be sent up and cut off for him. Halfway through the trick, he hurriedly changed his move. As soon as the move changed, Yue Lingfeng then turned his wrist and pointed at the sword blade, if Fang Sheng continued to hand out this stick, his wrist would still be sent to Yue Lingfeng's sword blade.

Just two tricks, Fang Sheng was shocked into a cold sweat behind his back, and he was shocked in his heart, thinking: "This doll seems to know what trick I am going to make?" How is this possible. ”

Master Fang Zheng and Dao Master Chongxu, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, were also shocked, if someone had told them before that Master Fang Sheng would be forced by Yue Lingfeng within a dozen moves, they would never believe it. How could this Yue Lingfeng guess Fang Sheng's pre-made moves?

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves passed, and Fang Sheng only used half of each move, and he was forced by Yue Lingfeng's Xiyi sword technique to change his moves halfway, but he didn't finish a single move. Neither of them touched each other's blades once.

Yue Lingfeng felt that the time was almost up, the purple qi on his face was even more powerful than the sword's momentum, and he stabbed at Fang Sheng sideways, and the castration orientation of this sword was extremely ingenious, forcing Fang Sheng to jump backwards. Yue Lingfeng followed with another sword, Fang Sheng raised the old wooden stick to block it, Yue Lingfeng retracted the long sword, then stabbed a sword up, stabbed a sword down, and then stabbed a sword up, no longer "Xiyi Swordsmanship" but a sword move in "Dugu Nine Swords" and "Whip Breaking Style".

This "whip-breaking style" specializes in cracking steel whips, iron maces, judges' pens, point points, abductors, Emei thorns, daggers, axes, iron plates, iron rulers, octagonal mallets, iron vertebrae and other short blades. The three-foot old wooden stick used by Master Fang Sheng also belongs to this type of blade.

Master Fang Sheng, who was already sweating, changed his face again and said, "You...... You ......"

This "Dugu Nine Swords" swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, and Yue Lingfeng didn't add much internal force to it, but it forced Master Fang Sheng to retreat. Seeing that Master Fang Sheng was about to retreat to the sidelines, he bumped into the tea table beside Chongxu Dao Chang. Yue Lingfeng suddenly retracted his sword and retreated sharply, returning to the center of the Righteous Qi Hall, and the purple qi on his face gradually subsided.

Although the two did not directly distinguish the winner and loser, one pressed forward step by step, and the other kept retreating; One is calm, the other is sweating, and the superior is decided. Master Fang Sheng tried his best to calm the turbulent waves in his heart, and said, "I didn't expect that the swordsmanship of Huashan Feng Qingyang predecessors actually has a successor in the world. Today's old man is convinced. Lao Wei had received the great grace of Feng Seniors back then, and was fortunate to see Feng Lao's wonderful swordsmanship. Yue Shaoxia, I don't know if it's good for the old man to come in? ”

Hearing Master Fang Sheng mention Feng Qingyang's name, Master Fang Zheng and Daoist Chongxu were both shocked in their hearts. It turned out to be a clear wind! No wonder this Yue Lingfeng is so delicate in his swordsmanship at such a young age. Looking at the calm faces of Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze, they obviously already knew about it. Could it be that Feng Qingyang, the master of the Sword Sect, has already abandoned his previous suspicions and passed on his proud "Dugu Nine Swords" to the descendants of the Qi Sect? He was able to let go of such a shame back then?

Yue Lingfeng bowed to Master Fang Sheng and replied: "Thank you Master for your concern, Master Feng Tai has already retired to the rivers and lakes and does not ask about the world, and he does not allow his disciples to mention his old man's ...... in front of people" The implication is: Don't ask more, I can't say anything without Feng Qingyang's permission.

Fang Sheng clasped his hands together and whispered the Buddha's name, and then said to Yue Lingfeng: "It's the old man who is abrupt, and the young man is the descendant of the 'Dugu Nine Swords' of the predecessor of the wind, but he has great fortune and great creation." It is also a great pleasure for the old man to see the amazing swordsmanship of the old man Feng again in this life! Everyone present saw that Master Fang Sheng was not unhappy at all about losing to a Huashan junior, but showed a relieved expression, there was really no trace of obsession such as "victory or defeat", and they couldn't help but secretly admire the bosom of this Taoist monk.

The Huashan faction won three battles and three victories, especially Yue Lingfeng defeated Master Fang Sheng, the senior master of the Shaolin faction, in fifty moves. You must know that among the senior monks of the Shaolin Temple, the five of Master Fang Sheng are in a very high position. Even the head of the sect, Master Fang Zheng, may not dare to say that he can win Master Fang Sheng within fifty moves.

Master Fang Zheng thought in his heart: "If my son's swordsmanship is still like this, then Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze's internal strength and swordsmanship will only be higher. In the past ten years, the Huashan faction has been acting in a low-key manner on the rivers and lakes, and it turned out that it was silently recuperating and accumulating strength for the future. Zuo Lengchan has worked hard for so many years, maybe he will end up making a wedding dress for the Huashan faction. His thoughts raced.

exchanged glances with the Chongxu Daoist, and he could see that the Chongxu Daoist was not far from his own thoughts. So Master Fang Zheng opened his mouth and said: "Master Yue, it's really a tiger father without a dog!" Yue Shaoxia's future achievements are limitless. ”

Yue Buqun said with a smile: "Master Fang Zheng has won the award. ”

Chongxu Dao Chang Zhengse said: "Master Yue, the Huashan faction is worthy of being a big faction that has been inherited for hundreds of years, and it is really full of talents. This time, Master Fang Zheng and I came, one is to open the eyes of the disciples, and the other is to discuss with Master Yue about important matters related to the rise and fall of the righteous path of the rivers and lakes......"

Yue Lingfeng said in his heart: It's coming! It's finally time to cut to the chase.