I can see clearly in the moonlight, the wind in front of me is like gold paper, his expression is depressed, his white hair is gloomy, his body is thin, and he looks like an old man who is about to die, but his eyes are flashing, and his breath is calm, but it is extraordinary, that is, the master of Fang Zheng, the head of Shaolin Temple, may not be able to have this person's skills.

Yang Xingzhou saw that he was holding a wooden stick as a sword, and understood that he was hindered by the oath of the past and could not really do it with others, so he used wood instead of a sword, and only discussed the level of swordsmanship with himself, nodded at the moment, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, "click", and the branch of a big tree next to him was broken by his void, and when it fell into Yang Xingzhou's hands, the branches and leaves on the entire trunk had been shaken away.

Yang Xingzhou's two fingers were put together, using his fingers as a knife, "brushing and brushing" a few times, cutting the branches into the shape of a wooden sword, and said with a smile, "Old wind, there is still a big difference between a wooden stick and a wooden sword, the speed of the wooden stick breaking the wind and the swing of the wooden sword is a lot worse, you are a master of swordsmanship, this should be understood." ”

Feng Qingyang saw that Yang Xingzhou's two fingers were like sharp blades, and he was more and more shocked in his heart, and said, "How can you have such profound internal strength at such a young age?" Yes, there is indeed a big difference between a wooden stick and a wooden sword, but each person's swordsmanship is different, and the length of the long sword is naturally different. ”

As he spoke, he took out a dagger from his arms, and slowly sharpened the wooden stick in his hand into a wooden sword, in the process of cutting, the old man's heart slowly sank, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with all the surrounding things, and the breath came and went.

"Yang Shaoxia, although the old man hates Yue Buqun's kid very much, but after all, he is the head of Huashan, you come to Huashan to make trouble and humiliate the head of Huashan, I can't sit idly by, I have to learn swordsmanship with Shaoxia."

As he spoke, the long sword was slowly raised, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at Yang Xingzhou's lower abdomen, and said, "Please!" ”

Yang Xingzhou said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

The wooden sword in his hand shook suddenly, and with a "snort", he stabbed Feng Qingyang's chest. He said that he would do it, and his body, technique, and swordsmanship were all incredibly fast, and he was in front of Feng Qingyang in an instant.

Feng Qingyang was taken aback, he didn't expect Yang Xingzhou to shoot so fast, he couldn't dodge, the wooden sword was raised, and stabbed Yang Xingzhou's throat, if Yang Xingzhou could pierce him through the chest with a sword, he could also penetrate Yang Xingzhou's throat with a sword.

This kind of lose-lose style of play has become close to a scoundrel, it stands to reason that it should not be like this with the identity of Feng Qingyang, but at this moment, in the face of Yang Xingzhou's sudden sword, there is really no good way to deal with it, and losing both is the most appropriate way to deal with it.

"Good!"

Yang Xingzhou shouted loudly, his body jumped up suddenly, and the wooden sword in his hand stabbed at Feng Qingyang's face, turning into a chest point aimed at Feng Qingyang's sword, Feng Qingyang saw that he not only did not dodge, but took the initiative to meet the tip of his sword with his chest, and then retreated, "What is this?" How can anyone find their own death? ”

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said, "You lost!" ”

Feng Qingyang was even more stunned, "What? ”

Yang Xingzhou said, "Old Feng, I am wearing a talisman armor, your sword can't kill me at all, but my sword can stab you to death, if it's a battle of life and death, you're already dead!" ”

The wind blows "......"

He didn't expect Yang Xingzhou to be such a scoundrel, so he smiled angrily, "Let's compare swordsmanship, is wearing treasure armor also a kind of swordsmanship?" ”

Yang Xingzhou said, "I am a real person, I only know actual combat, so what kind of swordsmanship is not swordsmanship?" Is it true that when fighting with others, you can only use the sword technique? Can't use a knife? Is it okay to use a hammer? Is it okay to wear armor? Why only compete in swordsmanship? ”

The wind was clear and sluggish, the reason why he proposed to compete with Yang Xingzhou was that Yang Xingzhou's strength was amazing, and he might not be able to beat this person in other aspects, only in swordsmanship was he a little sure of winning, so he bit to death to compete with Yang Xingzhou.

In fact, he acted like this, just like swordsmanship, seizing the opportunity, making moves in advance, and only talking about sword competitions restricted Yang Xingzhou from competing with him with other kung fu, but Yang Xingzhou was not stupid, at this time, he named this matter, and clearly told Feng Qingyang that he was not stupid, and the martial arts competition was not only a swordsmanship competition.

Feng Qingyang saw Yang Xingzhou say this, and sighed, "I am old, old arms and legs, if I am better than my fists and feet, I am not as strong as you." ”

Yang Xingzhou said: "Then let's do light work!" ”

The wind blows "......"

His eyes flickered, and he glanced at Yang Xingzhou deeply, "Old and rotten legs are not good, you are a young man, and I am an old man in my nineties, are you embarrassed?" ”

Yang Xingzhou Road; "That's better than poisoning!"

"No!"

"Than the dark weapon!"

"Nor will it!"

"Than marksmanship!"

"I didn't use a gun!"

"Bi Nei Gong!"

"I'm old, I'm really angry!"

"Compare the palm method!"

"Huashan Sword School, only good at swordsmanship, fist and foot kung fu is just average."

"Than drinking and eating!"

"I have a bad stomach!"

Yang Xingzhou asked more than a dozen competition methods one after another, but all of them were rejected by Feng Qingyang, and he bit to death only to compare swordsmanship.

"You bad old man!"

Yang Xingzhou laughed, "What you honor is the peerless swordsmanship of Dugu Nine Swords, as for other skills, you are commonplace, hehehe, you are smart, but I am not stupid!" If it really starts, I don't need to poison it, I don't need to put a hidden weapon, I can beat you with just fists and feet. ”

Feng Qingyang also smiled and said, "You use all kinds of means to beat me, a bad old man who is nearly 100 years old, is it worth being happy?" It may not be very glorious to say it. ”

He used to be a dashing personality that jumped out of the sky, otherwise he wouldn't have added to Ling Hu Chong's blue eyes who jumped out of madness with the same temperament, and at this time, in the face of such a strong enemy as Yang Xingzhou, he naturally would not fight with brute force, but tried every means to get the most favorable situation for himself. Therefore, he vigorously talked about his age.

Yang Xingzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "You are only nearly a hundred years old, I am at least one hundred and twenty-three now, when have I ever served old age?" I knew someone at the beginning, over 100 years old, with gray hair turning black, still in good spirits, and fighting very tightly! You are only in your nineties, very young, when you are young, why rely on the old and sell the old. ”

The wind is blowing...... It's a bit shameless to open your eyes and talk nonsense. ”

Yang Xingzhou said, "Look at it, you don't believe me to be honest!" ”

He said a few words in a row, and after consuming a lot of the spirit of Feng Qingyang just now, he smiled and said, "Okay, okay, the words of the confidant are almost the same, isn't it just a sword, a comparison!" ”

Suddenly, his face turned pale, the wooden sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he said with a smile, "I just finished reading the swordsmanship of the Taishan faction from the cave of Siguo Cliff, and it is indeed a little interesting, I will now compare the swordsmanship of the Taishan faction with you, look at the sword!" ”

A sword swinged, the momentum is endless, such as a decisive floating cloud, it is a move in the swordsmanship of the Taishan faction, called "Jade Emperor swinging the sword".

Feng Qingyang has seen many Taishan faction masters perform this move, although those swordsmanship masters can also use the sword intent of this move, but after all, it is a lot less charming.

But in Yang Xingzhou's hand, this sword is really like an ancient emperor wielding a divine sword above the nine heavens, and the end of the Taishan faction's swordsmanship is thick and majestic, which is vividly displayed in this sword.

Feng Qingyang applauded loudly, and the wooden sword in his hand was aimed at Yang Xingzhou's right rib, this sword was aimed at the flaw in Yang Xingzhou's swordsmanship, and the sword was extremely fast, and it was not much slower than Yang Xingzhou's sword just now.

"it!"

Yang Xingzhou's long sword retreated, flipped around his hand, blocked Feng Qingyang's sword, and scolded with a smile, "Old Feng, you're not bad at all!" ”

Not to mention anything else, the monk Fang Zheng has both the Yijin Sutra and the thirteen Shaolin masters, and can be called the strongest Shaolin abbot in the Golden Book, as well as the big yin and yang hands filial piety and happiness, and can also hurt people with his palm in the air, and his strength is not low.

Undisciplined monks can smash bluestones, but in the world of condor shooting, the crazy Ouyang Feng can't even touch the stones on Huashan, and he screams in pain, and that is when his force is the strongest.

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Chapter 280: Sword Comparison