"Dugu Nine Swords" is divided into nine styles, which contain countless subtle moves, but these moves have a common feature, only attacking but not defending.

"Tick! Complete task 2, collect "Dugu Nine Swords", get 200 points, and at the same time obtain "Dugu Nine Swords" to cultivate to a consummation realm. ”

This cold mechanical prompt sound system comes with it, and it's not Sister Xi who is talking.

"Boy, how much have you learned?"

Feng Qingyang said with a smile, he wanted to see Ming Xiaohe being slapped in the face.

"The younger generation has dull qualifications, that is, he has learned all of this "Dugu Nine Swords"." Ming Xiaohe said in a forced tone.

Ming Xiaohe began to demonstrate "Dugu Nine Swords" with his fingers as a sword, in fact, Ming Xiaohe has reached the highest realm of "Dugu Nine Swords" after systematic empowerment, and the realm of qi as a sword.

The sword qi gathered in the fingers of Ming Xiaohe, forming a killing sword momentum,

Finger is the sword, and the air is the blade!

A sword out, the grass and trees are destroyed!

After Ming Xiaohe's demonstration, he saw Feng Qingyang, whose jaw was about to fall, and joked:

"I don't know seniors, how long did it take to learn this "Dugu Nine Swords"?"

"Boy, you're hitting me on purpose, aren't you?" The wind is clear and unlucky.

He was really shocked by Ming Xiaohe, and he didn't reach the realm of "Dugu Nine Swords" that he had practiced hard for decades, but Ming Xiaohe just watched it once and reached it, he really met a freak!

Feng Qingyang and Ming Xiaohe ate meat together and chatted together in the back mountain, discussing some of the things that have happened in the rivers and lakes over the years, and the two talked very happily.

"Senior, junior suggests that you go out of the mountain, don't feel guilty because of what happened decades ago, Yue Buqun, a hypocrite, is not suitable to be the head of Huashan."

Ming Xiaohe suggested to the wind Qingyang who was eating roast duck.

"Alas!"

"Boy, I'm really ashamed of the dead brothers of the Sword Sect, so I'm living in seclusion in this back mountain, and I don't care about the Huashan faction." Feng Qingyang took a sip of wine and said slowly.

In the battle of Huashan's sword qi back then, the Qi Sect calculated the Sword Sect, and the people of the Qi Sect deliberately lured him away from Huashan.

When he returned, the Sword Sect had already gone, and the people of the Sword Sect were all killed and wounded.

So he swore to seal the sword, shut himself up in the back mountain of Huashan, and did not ask about the affairs of the Huashan faction.

"In that case, I don't force my seniors to be juniors."

Ming Xiaohe knew what happened decades ago, but he still couldn't let go of it.

Ming Xiaohe came down the mountain and stayed overnight in a tavern at the foot of Mount Hua.

When he left the next day, he bought all the fine wines in the tavern and put them in the storage space, which Ming Xiaohe bought for Feng Qingyang to thank Feng Qingyang.

On the days when the wind is clear in the back mountains, there is no shortage of food, after all, there is a lot of game in the back mountains, but there is no wine.

Ming Xiaohe still went to the cave behind Huashan first, and found that the wind was not there, so he should have gone to practice.

Ming Xiaohe put all the wine from the storage space in the windy cave.

Ming Xiaohe left from the back mountain of Huashan and came directly to the side of the main peak, those Ming Xiaohe looked at the disciples of the Huashan faction practicing swords in the martial arts arena, and shook their heads helplessly.

Is this called sword training? It's clearly an acrobatic performance!

From the level of these disciples, it can be seen that the strength of the Huashan faction is not as good as that of the Songshan faction.

Ling Hu Chong, the first person among the disciples of the Huashan faction, is also a piece of garbage, and he can't catch it with a palm in his hand.

Ming Xiaohe really wanted to know how Yue Buqun taught his disciples, and he was able to teach a bunch of garbage!

Ming Xiaohe jumped and landed on the martial arts arena with light skills.

"This son, I don't know why you came to my Huashan?" Lu Dayou, the second senior brother of the Huashan faction, saw Ming Xiaohe and asked.

He didn't follow Yue Buqun to Liu's Mansion to participate in the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference last time, so he didn't know Ming Xiaohe's identity.

"Senior brother, he is the right envoy of the Demon Sect, Ming Xiaohe!"

A disciple next to Lu Dayou who had participated in the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference reminded Lu Dayou.

"Demon Cult!"

After Lu Dayi heard that Ming Xiaohe was related to the Demon Sect, he immediately pointed his sword at Ming Xiaohe.

"I don't want to be on a killing spree, so hurry up and call you Yue Buqun out."

Even if Ming Xiaohe wants to open the killing ring, it can be regarded as giving Feng Qingyang a face!

Although Feng Qingyang said on his face that he didn't care about the Huashan faction, he would never let himself kill in this Huashan.

After Lu Dayou explained that those disciples were optimistic about Ming Xiaohe, he immediately left to find Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun, who was worried about the "Sword Spectrum to Ward Off Evil Spirits", learned that Ming Xiaohe had come to Huashan, he was thinking about whether to avoid it, Ming Xiaohe was related to the Demon Sect, and it was definitely not a good thing to come to Huashan to find himself.

Yue Buqun still chose to take his wife Ning Zhongze to see Ming Xiaohe together, if he avoided it today, he wouldn't think about it in the future