"Huashan!"

Looking at the sky, a piece of emerald green and blue, the strange peaks are steep, especially a wind between heaven and earth, poured into all directions, ushering in an extraordinary refreshing.

As one of the blessed places of Taoism, Huashan has enjoyed a reputation since ancient times.

At that time, the ancestor of Chen Tuan, Gao Sleep in Huashan, cultivated immortals and attained Taoism, and became a lifetime.

In the world of Xiaoao Jianghu, the Huashan faction inherits the inheritance of the Sunflower Treasure Book, and it is also one of the inheritances of Wang Chongyang's lineage, with a profound Taoist system, and is expected to become a major faction that attracts attention in the world.

It's a pity that because of the dispute between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, this sect has gone into decline.

After passing the throne to Yue Buqun, apart from him and Ning Zhongze, there was no successor from the Qi Sect. The Sword Sect has a clear wind and does not care about the world, and Cheng Wuwu and the other three have always wanted to win the heir, but finally ended in failure.

"The wind is clear, this born man, I also want to know how strong you are."

Zhang Yang stepped on Mount Huashan step by step, enjoying the scenery along the way, and reveling in the fragrance of birds and flowers.

As a traveler, I naturally have the heart of travel, and I appreciate it during the trip, rather than taking a photo on the circle of friends, which means that I have been there.

Think about the cliff!

Zhang Yang came to a open place, looked at the world at a glance, and the whole world was in his eyes.

This place belongs to the forbidden land of Huashan, and non-true disciples cannot enter, even if they step in, it is also a place of punishment.

Zhang Yang found the cave, stepped into it, observed many traces, and did not find Dugu Jiujian.

Obviously, the Dugu Nine Swords were just specially taught by Feng Qingyang, and Ling Hu Chong would not learn them at all.

"The wind is blowing! Come out! I know you're here. ”

Zhang Yang was not polite, and a faint sentence echoed between the valleys.

"How do you know the old man?"

Sure enough!

An old man dressed in sackcloth with a white beard and hair slowly appeared, with a breath of breath, floating suddenly, like a fairy scattered in the dust, every move, all one.

Good realm!

Zhang Yang also exclaimed, he has seen all kinds of people, and the unique charm of the wind is clear, which is eye-catching, like a fairy.

This heaven and earth is more advanced, and the achievements of the wind are definitely no less than those of an immortal.

"The Sword Sect is clear, hidden Huashan, Xi Dugu Nine Swords is in the world, when today, I am afraid that there are only a handful of people who will fight with you."

There is no shortage of praise for the publicity.

In the whole book of smiling and proud rivers and lakes, if life is like a clear wind, how can you become famous?

It really does the meaning of freedom and ease, does not mud in the mundane, becomes a born person, seals the sword for a hundred years, and only seeks coarse tea and light rice.

"Only a handful?"

Feng Qingyang was slightly stunned, and then smiled indifferently, his eyes were like swords, his divine light was sharp, and his gaze was flamboyant.

"The old man has held a sword all his life, crisscrossing all directions, and in his middle age, because of the dispute between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, he decided to retire to the rivers and lakes, and sighed that in his life, he has never met an opponent, but you say that there are only a handful, could it be that the old man is lonely and arrogant, or is it the world and the people of the abyss?"

In the original work, the setting of the wind is clear, and in the world, invincible generally exists. In his eyes, the major famous families and the Demon Dao are just a passing cloud.

"Isn't it, you will know in the first battle!"

Zhang Yang was not ambiguous, jumped up, Ling Bo drifted like a shadow, and fell on the mountain peak in an instant, and a palm came out, the domineering Tianshan Six Yang Palm, a blow that shattered the mountain stone.

"Good!"

Boom!

The wind is clear and the heroic spirit lasts forever, and the whole body is affected by a movement, and an infinite fierce breath is suspended around the body, and one palm responds to it.

Click!

The confrontation between the two fronts, the true qi is vertical and horizontal, the mountain cracks and the stones, under the vast momentum, the void trembles, the cracks under the feet, and the four corners of the mountain peaks.

Bang!

The boulder shattered, and under the overwhelming burden, a mountain peak shattered suddenly, and the two figures slowly separated, and their eyes confronted each other, like lightning, forming a huge aura.

"What a powerful palm, let's do it again!"

Zheng!

The wind is clear and clear, as if under the monstrous waves, a sword out of the water, the edge is exposed, a day, breaking through the sky, and falling in a flash.

The sword is as fast as light, anticipating the enemy's opportunity, and there are no tricks to win.

"Dugu Nine Swords?"

Zhang Yang suddenly raised his head, and carried the true qi of the Northern Darkness all over his body like a sea, and cooperated with the Tianshan Mountains to fold his hands, changing his tricks, and turned into a sword blade with one hand.

Boom!

The collision of the two sword qis, the sound of humming, made the whole Siguo cliff shake, the terrifying power, rippling in all directions, flowers and trees swaying constantly.

Since Zhang Yang absorbed Li Qiushui's internal force, his martial arts have been improving every day, and he has the confidence to go to Huashan and fight with the first master of Xiaoao Jianghu.

"What a pure internal force."

Feng Qingyang praised a word.

Suddenly, others are like swords, swords are like people, all things are unique, and between heaven and earth, they suddenly become a sword.

"This is the way of the sword that I have recently comprehended, and it is also the new comprehension of Dugu Jiujian, take it!"

Zheng!

Feng Qingyang joined his hands together, slashed out, and the figure disappeared in an instant, as if entering the time and space of the streamer, and in an instant it had fallen into the present of Zhang Yang.

"That's amazing!"

Zhang Yang was shocked, and frantically ran the Northern Spiritual Skill, a force of the abyss, surging out, a huge ball of light, surrounding his body.

The movie version of the Northern Shengong has been perfected, which can be described as terrifying, and the body of Zhou is like falling into an abyss, absorbing the aura of the four directions.

"Slash!"

Suddenly!

A sword rushing in extreme speed slashed out from one hand, the sky opened and closed, the day was divided, and a sword fell.

Boom!

Boom!

Zhang Yang was torn around, and everything fell with the sword, and the entire aperture exploded, suddenly bursting, and within ten meters, a piece collapsed, and the power was terrifying.

Burst!

Zhang Yang spurted out a mouthful of old blood and almost fainted.

Burst!

Feng Qingyang also took a few steps back, spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and quickly crossed his knees to adjust, his face became ruddy, and he slowly opened his eyes after a long time.

Zhang Yang also sat cross-legged, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the chaotic Northern Darkness True Qi returned to the dantian before slowly opening his eyes.

"Who the hell are you, young man? Today, there is a unique master who is still so young. ”

Even if the wind is clear, even if it is injured, it is not the faction of the fairy wind and bones, standing on the mountain peak and boulder, facing the vast scenery, and watching the entire Huashan style.

"The head of the free faction is flamboyant." Zhang Yang doesn't have to hide it, it's such a title at present.

"Loose Pie!"

Feng Qingyang jumped down and landed beside Zhang Yang.

"Senior, what's wrong?" Zhang Yang was also puzzled.

"The Xiaoyao faction, it seems that this sect existed in the previous dynasty, and it has incredible exercises, and it is said that today's Dafa is the birth of a divine skill of this sect."

Feng Qingyang nodded, worthy of being an old Jianghu, and knew many secrets.

"Not bad! It is the remnants of the Northern Shengong that evolved. ”

Zhang Yang did not hide that he slashed yin and yang with one hand, and the heaven and earth were formed, and the Northern Shengong was running in his hand, and a huge whirlpool was born around him, devouring all directions.

"I didn't expect such an evil feat to come from the hands of the Daomen." The wind is clear and emotional.

"Divine power lies in people, not the problem of martial arts, living in the vast world, there must be righteousness and evil, and the heart is righteous and righteous."

Zhang Yang explained.

"Not bad! The old man also understood this point, so he decided to retire to the rivers and lakes, looking for a real breakthrough, and did not ask about the world. "The wind is clear and the beard is spoken, the fairy wind is bone, and it is not in the mortal dust.

"I don't know my predecessors, but I can find a real way to break through?"