The characteristics of Dugu Nine Swords are mostly seen in ingenuity, which is the ingenuity of footwork and body method, and also the ingenuity of manual sword moves. The immersion of most of his life has made the 'refinement' of Dugu Nine Swords reach a certain level, but after Wen Xiaotian's guidance on Huashan, Dugu Nine Swords has reached an extreme.

He is a genius with a sword, to say that the defect, probably that is, people are a little too old As the saying goes, the fist is afraid of being less strong, the golden age of people in the martial arts is between twenty and forty years old, and then the physical strength will begin to decline, although the internal force is in, and the explosive power can keep up with the young people, but in terms of durability, it is brittle and powerful, and the savage fought for a while, and he couldn't take the person down, and the wind was clear and he was out of breath and overdrew his physical strength.

Therefore, this is also a time when people in the rivers and lakes are old, and they often rarely compete with others, usually just playing a hand in public, so that people can see, oh, this old-timer is really powerful, that is, ......

Feng Qingyang's face became more and more pale, and although the sword in his hand was still tightly disciplined, it even scratched more than a dozen scars on the wild man's body. But the special 'nature' of the sword is to walk lightly, and the wild man is wearing bear skin, with the skill of the wind and clear, it is not too difficult to penetrate the bear skin, but to penetrate the bear skin at the same time, causing serious injuries to the wild man, it will definitely lead to the unsmooth sword moves!

This savage is very powerful, it is the kind of road that drops ten times with one force, one knife down, do your best, the explosive power is amazing, not to mention, even the physical strength is like a bear, if Feng Qingyang really wants to cause serious injuries to the other party, he can't say that he has to 'hand' over here.

But now.

The wind is clear and there is no choice.

"Huh!"

The trajectory of the sword in his hand has changed, the sword's moves have changed from the original 'flowery' to simple, and the original Dugu Nine Sword has more things that belong to Wen Xiaotian's Immortal Sword. Compared with Dugu Jiujian's judgment with thoughts and the number of paths judged by eyes, the Immortal Sword is to do what it can.

The weapons of each other are in contact with each other, relying on the stress of this moment, make appropriate trade-offs, move the contact point of the blades of the two sides, and use this contact point as an opportunity to use force and force, but this is the essence of the immortal sword, and there is not much mystery, but it is shown in the sword.

The wind is clear and familiar with the sword.

As soon as the sword of the wind and the sword of the savage came into contact, he immediately knew that he was incapable of the enemy, and secretly thought that his embarrassment was not without reason, it was simply a mistake in the way of fighting. And after changing the immortal sword, it is a sword contact, and the wind is clear, and there is a feeling of raising eyebrows.

The speed of the savage is not too fast, at least not as fast as Feng Qingyang, so Feng Qingyang is enough to weigh the strength of the opponent's single knife and move to a suitable contact point, and then the sword body is rounded, and the sword is used to twist the sword, the sword makes a crisp impact sound, and the knife in the hand of the savage is actually after the power of the next chop is turned, under the combined attack of the two forces, the collapse of the hand flies out!

"Hoo ......"

The long knife flew over his head and stabbed hard at the trunk behind him. The wind was clear but he didn't look back, his body and sword were united, and he rushed up like a meteor, but when he heard a soft sound of "poof", the savage was hit by the sword in the 'door' of his head, and he couldn't die anymore. After Feng Qingyang pulled out his sword, he gasped for breath.

But I didn't expect a wild man to fight, and it would be so difficult. If he only had Dugu Jiujian by his side, he would also be more auspicious today, but fortunately, he knew some of the mysteries of the Immortal Sword...... Feng Qingyang was glad in his heart, and finally knew that between the white mountains and black waters, those wild people were not easy to deal with.

Looking back at the big knife used by the savages, the knife turned out to be only one handle 'naked' and 'exposed'.

Good strength!

After resting for a while, I heard footsteps approaching in the distance, and after a while, I saw a sturdy young man running over. The young man clasped his fists at Feng Qingyang and said, "Senior Feng was originally here, but let me wait to find it...... It turned out that I had met a wild man, and the swordsmanship of the old man Feng was really powerful......"

"Hey."

Feng Qingyang shook his head and sighed, but he didn't care about the other party's compliment. How embarrassed he was just now, only he knows. didn't say much at the moment, just returned to the base camp with the young people to rectify their lives. This young man is a kid from Meng Village, his Baji Fist cultivation is extremely hard, and the wind on the road is clear, and I heard him say that he met a black bear, and he was directly killed by an iron mountain, so he hid not far away, thinking about 'getting' back.

You must know that the things on the bear are all great supplements, especially the bear that was killed by this young man, and the skin and 'fur' are complete, but they are very valuable.

After a while, the young man found a place, carrying the big bear and laughing all the way. The young man's tone was direct, but he respected an old man like Feng Qingyang very much, and he was so old that he even ran outside the customs and did such a dangerous thing, which is naturally worthy of respect.

returned to the base camp and handed over the bear, Xiaoyaohou smiled, although there were many things in his heart, it was not convenient to show it to his subordinates. With a look of confidence, he said to everyone: "Good fellow, this big bear, the skin 'fur' is still so complete, not bad...... As for this 'meat', I am in charge, everyone eats it together at night, and after many days of fighting, we all need to replenish our bodies......"

"Yes, make up for your body, and you can better kill the enemy......"

"Just this mouthful of bear 'meat', no matter how many savages you kill, it's worth it......"

Xiaoyaohou nodded, satisfied with their attitude. No national righteousness can last, at least materially, it still needs to be two-pronged. Outside the gate, although it was cold and frozen, everyone was fighting and wandering between life and death, but Xiaoyao Hou provided them with the best food and drink, and the best hospitality.

For the sake of these people, Xiaoyao Hou even bought more than 300 beautiful 'women' from Guannai, which were used as tools to comfort their bodies and relieve their boredom.

Feng Siniang rarely 'shows' her face here, since there are more people in the Guannai, Xiaoyaohou is busy co-ordinating, and Feng Siniang is doing what she is best at. She traveled from south to north, contacted various parts, and organized a complete set of intelligence networks in an orderly manner, and more than 300 beauties were also packed up.

Under the shameless leadership of Feng Siniang, these sisters can hook people one by one, and the elderly are better, but the function in that aspect has been degraded, and no matter how good the 'color' is, it is limited. But the young people, one by one, became desperate. Wiping her body with a piece of smooth white 'color' silk, Feng Siniang sighed while taking a bath......

"Hey, there are so many innocent 'women' rescued by Ciyun Temple there, but we are 'forced' to be a prostitute here, will he be very angry if he finds out?"

After Feng Siniang sighed, she continued to 'force' Liang to become a prostitute.

The water in the barrel is clear and free of the slightest impurities. Feng Siniang's current cultivation has kept her body clean all the time, how can there be dust? Taking a bath is just a habit, and she just loves the feeling of soaking in hot water and gently wiping her skin with silk.

Her skin is still so fine, as delicate as mutton fat 'jade' without the slightest wrinkle. There was not the slightest dead skin or callouse on her whole body...... This is simply a goblin, and it becomes more and more goblin. The water is hot, and there seems to be fire on the surface of the body, which is burning.

A maid came to report that someone had asked to see her, and the person who came was a very wealthy man in Guannei, who was half a martial arts person. Shanxi people are very rich, and Feng Siniang is now in Shanxi. Without the slightest intention of getting up, Feng Siniang ordered: "Let him come in......"

"Yes."

The person who came was a 'fat' 'fat' 'fat' chubby middle-aged fat man, with very white skin, small eyes, and a change of clothes, just like the Buddha in Journey to the West. As soon as the person came in, he saw Feng Siniang sitting in the bucket of bath, if there was no one else, his heart almost jumped out of his heart, and he quickly covered his eyes.

"What are you doing covering your eyes, don't I look good?" Feng Siniang is still the same Feng Siniang, even if hundreds of years have passed, she is still so spicy and unforgiving! Feng Siniang didn't wait for the fat man to answer, and said again: "And what are you embarrassed about?" ”

"Hehe, you are the grandson of Yang Kaitai's grandson, Yang Kaitai once liked me. If it weren't for this relationship, why would I have come here to you? Ay...... That big square cake, how come there is a junior like you? Fat is like a 'meaty' ball, can you tell me why? ”

"This ......"

"By the way, the people of your Yang family, will you still vigorously smash the stele now?"

"The ......"

"Xiao Yang, guess why my sister and I came here to find you......"

The fat man grunted and fell to the ground.

It's not that this fat man has poor psychological endurance, but this 'female' monster like a machine gun, whose lethality is too amazing. And as she grows older, Feng Siniang becomes more and more demonic...... Think about it, after Feng Siniang came out of the customs, how many people celebrated with the crown, and now the etiquette is gradually becoming more rigorous, and the 'female' people are also three from the four virtues, which man has ever seen a 'female' person like Feng Siniang?

Feng Siniang stood up from the barrel in a slippery manner, and her slender big 'legs' stepped out of the bath bucket, walked to the fat man, and kicked twice. The scorching fire is the true element of 'sex' that penetrates into the other party's body and 'makes' people wake up. Feng Siniang squatted down and said, "You look too unbearable, right?" Yang Kaitai's dough cake was chasing his wife for a long time, and you, a junior, fainted when they met? ”

The prank heart started, Feng Siniang didn't wear clothes, just squatted on the ground, looking at the little fat dun lying on the ground. Little Fat Dun's face was flushed, his eyes widened, and he soon fainted again.

"Isn't it? Dizzy again? ”

Feng Siniang woke people up again.

Anyway, it's not a crime to 'trick' people, when Xiao Chubby Dun sees that he doesn't faint, then he will talk about business. Just as she was thinking of this, Feng Siniang suddenly heard a cry, and the voice was that of a little girl, which made Feng Siniang lose interest in Fat Dun'er all of a sudden.