The name of the sword method to ward off evil spirits is to ward off evil spirits, which intentionally refers to the meaning of a sword swinging out and repelling evil spirits, but from Ye Xuan's own point of view, this sword method is called evil sword method is better than evil sword method, because this set of sword techniques is very different from ordinary moves in terms of sword moves and body methods, and it is extremely weird.

When Ye Xuan suddenly disappeared in front of Feng Qingyang's eyes, Feng Qingyang was slightly stunned, and when he felt the cold sword intent coming from behind him, his complexion changed slightly, and his eyes didn't look at it, the long sword turned an arc in his hand, and swung it behind him in a mysterious trajectory, and at the same time, his footwork turned around, and his body quickly left the place.

Sonor!

The long sword collided with the long sword, splashing a trace of sparks in the dark night, and because the wind was clear and passively counterattacked, he actually felt a huge force from the long sword in his hand, which made his hand holding the sword tremble slightly.

Feeling that there was no pursuit behind him, Feng Qingyang stopped his body and turned around, looking at Ye Xuan who stopped not far away, a solemnity flashed in his eyes, "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, Your Excellency's swordsmanship is exquisite, and the old man admires!" Unexpectedly, the old man has lived in seclusion here for decades, and the Demon Sect has produced such a person as Your Excellency. Although the old man is in seclusion, he has also heard that the Demon Sect has changed its new leader in recent years, could it be that Your Excellency is the Demon Sect Leader Dongfang Undefeated? ”

Listening to Feng Qingyang's self-righteous speculation, Ye Xuan smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "I didn't say that I was a member of the Demon Sect in Xia. ”

"Huh?!" Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, "Your Excellency is not from the Demon Sect?" Then how did Your Excellency know the secret of my Huashan Sect's secret land? ”

"If no one knows, he must not do it. Back then, the Huashan faction designed to lure the ten elders of the Demon Sect to trap him to death, and the Wuyue Sword Sect participated in this matter back then, and the historical classics of the sect were more or less recorded, as long as you have the heart, why is it difficult to know about this matter? Ye Xuan smiled faintly.

"Could it be that Your Excellency is a member of the Wuyue Sword Sect?" Feng Qing raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ye Xuan carefully, as if he wanted to see through his identity.

"It's not!" Ye Xuan directly denied it, "Your Excellency still can't fight." If you don't fight, then you'll be gone! ”

"As long as Your Excellency leaves the things in your arms, Your Excellency can leave at any time, and the old decay will never stop you!" Feng Qingyang looked at Ye Xuandao.

"What if I don't want to leave something behind?" Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and said.

"If you let your Excellency stay, you can't leave!" Feng Qingyang waved the long sword in his hand, and his eyes were full of confidence.

"Then let's see the real chapter under your hands!" Feng Qingyang's confident appearance also aroused Ye Xuan's fighting spirit, and as soon as he spoke, he stomped on his feet, and the whole person stepped forward like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he was three feet away from the place where the wind was clear, and then the long sword stabbed out like lightning, directly stabbing at the center of the wind Qingyang's eyebrows.

This sword didn't have any fancy tricks, just a quick word, as fast as thunder.

Before the sword reached his body, Feng Qingyang felt a faint tingling pain in the skin of his eyebrows, knowing that as long as he hesitated, the sword would pass through his head and take his life.

between the electric light and flint. Feng Qingyang turned the long sword in his hand, the long sword seemed to roar softly, and the tip of the sword drew circles in the air, wrapping the stabbing long sword in the middle.

The sword is entangled. Ye Xuan only felt that the long sword in his hand seemed to be wrapped around several layers of iron chains, and the more he wanted to move forward, the greater the resistance from the sword body, looking at the sword moves of the clear wind. Ye Xuan suddenly thought of the Tai Chi winding strength of the Wudang Sect.

Dugu Jiujian is known as breaking through the world's martial arts, and it is naturally impossible to defend, only to see the long sword in Feng Qingyang's hand. Ye Xuan felt that the long sword in his hand was attracted to the side by a huge force, and the wind cleared the long sword and directly attacked Ye Xuan's acupoint.

As soon as Feng Qingyang's long sword left, Ye Xuan felt that his strength was gone, but Feng Qingyang's long sword at this time was only a few inches away from his body, Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, his waist twisted strangely, and then the long sword in his hand hooked towards Feng Qingyang's wrist holding the sword like a poisonous snake.

This is a trick to encircle Wei and save Zhao, if Feng Qingyang is ruthless, even if he scraps an arm, he will kill Ye Xuan, then he will naturally not care about Ye Xuan's sword, but will Feng Qingyang be like this, obviously not, not to mention that the two of them have no deep hatred at all, even if Ye Xuan is really a member of the Demon Sect, Feng Qingyang will not use this kind of fighting method that hurts the enemy by injuring one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred.

Sure enough, seeing that the long sword was only one inch short of stabbing into Ye Xuan's middle acupoint, but Feng Qingyang turned his wrist, the long sword swirled, and a sword was cut on Ye Xuan's sword body.

Sonor! Sonor! Sonor! Sonor! －－－

The more the two of them fight, the more urgent they become, every move between the swordsmanship is extremely dangerous, as long as they are not careful, they may be wiped out by a sword. A series of sounds of gold and iron clashing echoed in the cave, and a trace of sparks burst out from between the two people's long swords, and the figures of the two were extremely displayed in the cave, and even a trace of afterimage was brought in the dark night between the rise and fall of the rabbit.

In less than twenty breaths, the two exchanged nearly eighty moves, and the long swords in their hands collided dozens of times. One of the two has deep internal strength, and the other has the divine power that ordinary people are hard to beat, and every collision of the two long swords, the long sword in the opponent is a heavy burden.

It's just that the difference is that although the long sword in Feng Qingyang's hand is not a divine weapon, it is also a sharp sword, coupled with the blessing of true qi, although the long sword was knocked out of more than a dozen collapses in the confrontation, the long sword is still extremely strong, and on the other hand, the long sword in Ye Xuan's hand is just an ordinary fine iron long sword, and there is no true qi to protect it, at this time, not only there are dozens of collapses on the blade, but the sword body is also covered with dense cracks.

Suddenly, Feng Qingyang turned sideways and bypassed the sword stabbed by Ye Xuan, and at the same time, his right hand shook, the long sword in his hand counterattacked, and a sword stabbed out, and the tip of the sword pierced on Ye Xuan's sword body.

Clang!

The long sword let out a mournful roar, and in an instant, Ye Xuan's sword body fell apart, turning into pieces of broken iron and falling to the ground, only the hilt of the sword was still in his hand.

Feng Qingyang saw that the long sword in Ye Xuan's hand was broken, and he could have stabbed straight with a sword, so that he could kill Ye Xuan with one sword, but Feng Qingyang turned the long sword in his hand, his figure flashed, and he retreated.

Ye Xuan glanced at the hilt of the sword in his hand and the broken iron on the ground, a wry smile rose at the corner of his mouth, he threw away the hilt of the sword, clapped his hands, looked at Feng Qingyang who was standing not far away, and said calmly: "Why didn't Your Excellency stab the sword just now?" ”

Seeing that although Ye Xuan didn't have a sword in his hand, his face was not afraid, Feng Qingyang secretly praised in his heart, he didn't know who trained such a master, and he was a little envious in his heart, he was already old. But there is no real heir under his knees.

The two have been fighting for so long, Feng Qingyang also felt pity for Ye Xuan in his heart, and felt that Ye Xuan was a talent, so he couldn't bear to start, "The old man and Your Excellency have no grievances, and today's fight is just to keep the rubbing in your arms, not to want Your life." ”

Hearing Feng Qingyang's words, Ye Xuan had a little respect for him, but Ye Xuan didn't want to fight with the rubbing book in his hand. He said with a smile: "If I insist on not handing it over, will my predecessors not hurt my life?" ”

"Why is Your Excellency so obsessed with taking away the martial arts on this wall, in the eyes of the old man, Your Martial Arts are considered rare in the world, and these martial arts on the wall may not even be the icing on the cake for Your Excellency, it seems that they are useless to Your Excellency at all, right?" Seeing that Ye Xuan still refused to hand over the rubbing, Feng Qingyang frowned and said.

Ye Xuan smiled slightly and said, "Then why do the seniors insist on leaving this rubbing, with the martial arts of the seniors." I shouldn't care about the martial arts above. ”

Looking at the bones on the ground and the carvings on the wall, Feng Qingyang sighed, "I think Your Excellency also knows that the martial arts on this wall were engraved by the ten elders of the Demon Sect back then, and there are not only the swordsmanship of the Wuyue Sword Sect at this time and the martial arts that were lost before. Moreover, there are also cracking moves that the Ten Elders of the Demon Sect came up with painstakingly before they died, if the above moves are lost, it will not only be a catastrophe for the Wuyue Sword Sect, but also a catastrophe for the rivers and lakes. ”

After listening to the words of the wind and the clear wind. Only then did Ye Xuan know why Feng Qingyang would come forward to stop him from taking away the rubbing, which can be described as well-intentioned.

However, no matter how noble the starting point is. Ye Xuan still wouldn't hand over the rubbings in his hand, shook his head and said, "Although I admire the actions of my predecessors very much, I still can't hand over the rubbings in my hands." ”

"Your Excellency really wants to be obsessed?" Seeing Ye Xuan's refusal three times and twice, a trace of anger flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes.

Seeing that Feng Qingyang's face was angry, Ye Xuan smiled faintly, "If the seniors really want to hand over the rubbing, it's not impossible, as long as the seniors win the battle, they will leave the rubbing." ”

"Your Excellency must have forgotten, if it weren't for the old decay who withdrew the sword just now, I'm afraid that your Excellency would have been the soul of the old decay sword just now." Feng Qingyang looked at Ye Xuan and smiled.

"Maybe that's possible!" Looking at the broken sword on the ground, the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth raised slightly, "What I lost just now is just that the quality of the sword is worse than that of the predecessor, not that I lost, if the senior didn't withdraw the sword just now, it will be the senior who loses at this time." ”

"Arrogance!" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, even though he was in a clear state of mind, his face was angry, but he didn't expect that his kindness just now would make the other party more arrogant, Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, "In that case, then the old man will take a look at how Your Excellency made the old man admit defeat when he was unarmed." ”

As soon as the words fell, Feng Qingyang waved his long sword, his figure flashed, and he quickly pounced towards Ye Xuan.

"Unarmed? Oh, that's not necessarily! Looking at the wind blowing towards him, Ye Xuan smiled faintly, and with a movement of his mind, the fragments of the long sword that were originally broken into more than a dozen pieces on the ground suddenly floated in front of Ye Xuan.

"Go!" With a light drink, the dozen or so long sword fragments turned into sharp arrows and shot towards Feng Qingyang's body that rushed towards him.

Feng Qingyang was in the air, and suddenly saw more than a dozen broken swords floating up from the ground and shooting towards him again, he was shocked, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, the "Breaking Arrow Momentum" in Dugu's nine swords unfolded.

The long swords in his hand seemed to turn into dozens, each of which accurately hit the flying broken swords, and in an instant, a sonorous sound rang out, and all the flying swords were knocked out.

Sweeping away the obstacles in front of him, Feng Qingyang's true qi in his body turned, and as soon as the long sword in his hand was raised, he was about to continue to stab towards Ye Xuan.

But when he wanted to move again, there were several sounds of breaking the sky suddenly from the back of his head, Feng Qingyang didn't care to check what was happening, his body shrank, and the long sword in his hand danced, guarding himself from behind.

Sonorous sonor!! －－－－

The long sword in his hand shook continuously, and a series of gold and iron clashing sounds came, Feng Qingyang turned around and looked, and in an instant, a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

I saw that in front of me, countless broken swords flew strangely in the air, and the broken swords seemed to be held by an invisible hand, attacking his body like sharp arrows.

Every attack of the broken sword is like a sharp arrow shot with a strong crossbow, to deal with this kind of attack, Feng Qingyang has to go all out every time, and the "broken arrow momentum" is fully exerted, and the whole body seems to be wrapped in a layer of sword light, which is really dazzling.

Ye Xuan manipulated dozens of broken swords to attack Feng Qingyang with his ability, and at the same time looked at him who used the "Breaking Arrow Momentum" to stop all the attacks, and he also admired Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship in his heart, it seems that Feng Qingyang had just fought with himself and did his best, if he had fought with himself in this state before, he might not even be able to catch his fifty moves and would be defeated, and he would not be able to break his sword at all.

It seems that the swordsmanship of Dugu Jiujian is indeed not comparable to the sword spectrum of warding off evil spirits, perhaps it has already gone beyond the category of A-level martial arts cheats and reached the S pole martial arts cheats, and the entire "Smiling Proud" may only be comparable to the "Sunflower Treasure Book" in the undefeated hands of Dongfang.

It's a pity that at this time, there is only one person who understands Dugu Jiujian, Feng Qingyang, with Feng Qingyang's personality, it is impossible to teach Dugu Jiujian to himself, and Feng Qingyang does not teach, Ye Xuan doesn't want to force him, and he can only say that he has no chance with Dugu Jiujian.

Dugu Nine Swords is peerless, Feng Qingyang and superb swordsmanship, Ye Xuan manipulated the broken sword to attack Feng Qingyang hundreds of times in a row, but they were completely defended by Feng Qingyang. It's just that although he resisted Ye Xuan's attack, such a high-intensity defense was more than nearly a hundred breaths, even if the wind was clear and the internal force was deep, the true qi of the body was like snow touching the hot sun, and it was consumed at an extremely fast speed, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on the sideburns on his forehead.

However, although Feng Qingyang thought that he could still defend for a while, the long sword in his hand finally couldn't support it in the midst of thousands of collisions, and with a bang, the sword body exploded.

Without the long sword, the wind was clear and the body was mortal, and he felt that he couldn't stop the dozen or so broken swords in front of him, sighed, and felt that he might die here tonight, facing the broken sword that was holding a sharp edge, he simply didn't dodge, he closed his eyes directly, and prepared to die calmly.

"Senior, there is a lot of offense tonight, this rubbing will be taken away below, but the seniors can rest assured that these martial arts will definitely not fall into the rivers and lakes from the hands of the subordinates."

Feng Qingyang, who had closed his eyes and was about to die, did not wait for the broken sword that came at him, but heard a voice in his ears, and when he opened his eyes, he was the only one left in the cave.

Looking at the empty cave, Feng Qingyang looked up at the carvings on the wall and the corpses on the ground, and finally looked at the Yongdaokou, sighed long, and thought in his heart: There is such a demon in the rivers and lakes, but I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse!

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