Huashan's discussion of swords, in fact, began tonight. No, to be exact, it started during the day today.

Anyone who does not come to the top of this mountain is not eligible to participate in the competition.

At this time, there are fireworks everywhere around this mountaintop, and some people find familiar people and start to compete directly.

Some people feel that they are not good at strength, so they bake the fire, eat the food they brought, and watch others compete.

After all, not everyone who comes here is here for the competition.

Huashan once every 20 years, how many times can you come up in your life?

"I didn't expect that there would be so many people to talk about swords this year, thinking about 20 years ago, the people who came up, plus us and our disciples, there were less than 30 people."

Hong Qigong was holding a wine gourd in one hand and a chicken leg in the other, so uncomfortable.

"Brother Hong's words are wrong, speaking of the Huashan Sword of the year, it's just that none of the five of us accept anyone, in order to compete for the ownership of the Nine Yin True Scripture, on a whim, there is only the Huashan Sword, who knows, although Brother Chongyang won the Nine Yin True Scripture, but it didn't take long for him to die"

"Hmph, that's Wang Chongyang, he deserves it"

Speaking of Wang Chongyang, Ouyang Feng was unhappy, he thought that Wang Chongyang was dead, so he went to the Quanzhen Sect to force the seven sons of Quanzhen to hand over the Nine Yin True Scripture, who knew that Wang Chongyang gave Yin and let him go back to the Western Regions to recuperate for three years.

But halfway through, he heard that Wang Chongyang was dead, and before he died, he put himself along.

"Brother Yang, this Ouyang Feng said bad things about your ancestor again, don't you say it? Brother Yang, Brother Yang"

Huang Yaoshi was originally joking, wanting Ouyang Feng to leak a deflated expression, but Yang Feng didn't respond to him, so he had to call a few more times.

"Well, Senior Brother Yao, you called me?"

Yang Feng was thinking about things just now, and he was a little engrossed.

"Well, your roast chicken is almost baked"

Since Yang Feng didn't hear what he said just now, forget it.

"Oh, thank you"

After handing over the roast chicken to Huang Yaoshi, Yang Feng found a quiet place alone.

I'm going to leave this world tomorrow, and in the blink of an eye, I've been living in this world for 20 years, so fast.

……

Early the next morning, after everyone on the top of the mountain had breakfast, they all discussed it and went directly to someone to compete.

"Senior Brother Yao, since everyone has started to compete, let's start too, anyway, sooner or later, it's all about competing"

Yang Feng changed into a cyan samurai suit and held a long sword.

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Hong Qigong and several people, and they all nodded in agreement.

"In that case, let's come on"

The four of them surrounded Yang Feng in the middle, and Huang Yaoshi took out the jade flute and prepared to use the Luoying Divine Sword Palm.

Hong Qigong also put away the wine gourd, and the whole person stood in a disorderly manner, looking very casual, but his eyes were always on Yang Feng.

Master Yideng is much more straightforward, and rolls up his monk's robe, so as not to wait for the inconvenience of the competition.

And Ouyang Feng is more insidious, the snake staff in his left hand, the two snake eyes on the top of the snake staff shine with a venomous look, while Ouyang Feng's right hand behind him is holding poison.

The people around the top of the mountain saw that the Four Absolute Beings were dealing with a young man together, and they all immediately started to talk about it, wondering who Yang Feng was, and he could actually let the Four Absolute join forces to deal with him.

Looking at the movements of the four people, Yang Feng, who was holding a long sword, did not move at all. Yang Feng didn't move, and the four of them didn't move.

Gradually, Yang Feng closed his eyes, it was not Yang Feng who was holding it up, but Yang Feng wanted to fight the enemy through his heart and senses.

The vision of the eyes will deceive itself, and it will see the shadow of the false trick and the Nine Shadows of Tuoxuan, but the mind and senses will not.

The moment Yang Feng closed his eyes, Ouyang Feng's eyes lit up, and he instantly raised the poison hidden in his right hand and swayed it towards Yang Feng.

But when the poison approached Yang Feng's body, it all disappeared.

"Congenital Gang Qi"

Ouyang Feng exclaimed, there had been no innate powerhouse in the martial arts for more than a hundred years, even if he knew that Yang Feng was an innate powerhouse now.

But he also forgot that the innate powerhouse can penetrate the internal force out of the body and become a thin gang qi, protecting the whole body.

After Ouyang Feng wielded the poison, the innate qi instantly spread all over his body, and then the long sword was like lightning, stabbing at Ouyang Feng.

"Bang"

A light master's yang finger instantly hit Yang Feng's sword tip.

Then Hong Qigong descended the dragon and eighteen palms to follow, and saw the dragon in the field with one move, and hit Yang Feng.

Huang Yaoshi knew that his flute was short, and he would definitely not be able to keep up with the attacks of several people at the first time, so he had to use his finger magic power, not seeking to be able to hit Yang Feng, but only to block Yang Feng's retreat.

Fortunately, with the help of the strength of a yang finger, Yang Feng first made a 360-degree rotation to avoid Huang Yaoshi's finger flick supernatural power, and then at the moment of landing, he instantly jumped on one leg and dodged Hong Qigong's dragon in mid-air.

Yang Feng, who was spinning in mid-air, used a move to fly immortals outside the sky, stabbing directly at Hong Qigong.

Although there are many words, but from Yang Feng's closing of his eyes, but Yang Feng's use of flying immortals outside the sky is just a matter of breathing.

Fast, too fast, before everyone outside the field could react, several people had already made continuous moves.

"So strong"

This is the only thought in the minds of outsiders at this time.

Yang Feng fought against four people alone, although he was stronger than all four, but he played against a master, this was Yang Feng's first time.

Although he was not flustered, but in the face of the attacks of the four people, he could only resist, whenever he made a move, the Yang Finger of the Master of a Light would accurately hit his sword, if it wasn't for the internal force to protect the long sword, the sword in his hand would have been broken a long time ago.

Whenever a yang finger hit him, Hong Qigong would follow with the eighteen palms of the dragon.

Once he wanted to deal with Master Yideng or Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi would use the jade flute as a long sword to stop him first.

Then Ouyang Feng waved his snake staff and hit him.

This kind of fight made Yang Feng feel very aggrieved.

If a few people continue like this, Yang Feng believes that he will definitely win in the end.

Not only because I am congenital, but also because the internal force is endless.

As far as Hong Qigong and Master Yideng are concerned, the internal force will not last until the evening.

But this kind of competition is not what Yang Feng wants, what he wants is a crushing victory.

The fight between several people was repeated again, and this time, Yang Feng was not dodging Ouyang Feng's snake staff.

When Yang Feng slashed at the jade flute in Huang Yaoshi's hand with a sword, Ouyang Feng's snake staff hit Yang Feng's back, but this time, Yang Feng did not choose to hide, and with the help of the power of the snake staff, he approached Master Yideng.

"What? One light careful"

A sword light swept by, and the master of a lamp stood in place, he thought that he would die, after all, in such a situation, who would estimate the life and death of the opponent?

After all, the sword light just now did sweep towards his neck, and he also felt the coolness.

It was only when he opened his eyes that he realized that Yang Feng's sword was indeed cut at his neck, but it was not his own neck that was cut off, but the Buddha beads on his neck.

Without the assistance of Master Yilan, the three of Huang Yaoshi finally felt the pressure.

Especially Hong Qigong, because he didn't have a weapon, every time Yang Feng attacked, he either hid or was injured, on the contrary, Huang Yaoshi and the two could still use weapons to resist one or two.

"Senior Brother Yao, you lost"

Although the three of them knew that they would lose after Master Yilan was out, but after they really lost, they found that it was a little difficult to accept.

20 years ago, Wang Chongyang won a few people, but it was only one and a half moves, but Yang Feng, although it was not a crush, they also knew that Yang Feng lacked the experience of fighting with masters.

Otherwise, at the beginning, he would have grabbed a person directly and attacked, and he would not have to be beaten by Ouyang Feng's battle.

"We lost"

When Huang Yaoshi said this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then looked at the jade flute in his hand distressedly, after this, he had to change the jade flute.

After Huang Yaoshi admits defeat, the task is also displayed in the space, and within 24 hours, he can choose to return at any time.

After the task was completed, Yang Feng was also relieved, after the internal force returned to the dantian, the long sword in his hand could no longer hold on, and he suddenly didn't know how many pieces it was broken.

The long sword in Yang Feng's hand was just the most ordinary iron sword.