"Boom!"

As Tang Cheng's sword slashed out like lightning, the stone wall that was already full of sword marks suddenly collapsed inch by inch, revealing a black hole in the blink of an eye.

"This is it!"

Tang Cheng was overjoyed when he saw it, and he didn't think about it, he swung up the internal force of holding Yuan Jin and Mixed Yuan Gong into one, and quickly expanded the hole that had just appeared.

As a time-traveler who is familiar with the plot and strategy, he naturally knows what this cave mouth represents.

Therefore, in an instant, the entrance of the cave was expanded by Tang Cheng to a radius of several feet.

Tang Cheng is a traveler, and all kinds of common sense are not comparable to those who are proud of the world.

Therefore, he did not rush in directly, but waited for a while, and when all the filth and some poisonous gases in the cave had dissipated, he made a torch and went straight inside.

Because he is familiar with the plot, he has never looked at the corpse of Hercules and the demon at the entrance of the cave, let alone panicked.

"Sure enough, it's my Wuyue Sect's swordsmanship!"

Tang Cheng held a torch and looked at the swordsmanship recorded on the stone wall one by one, and after a while, he kept these swordsmanship in mind, and then went to see the method of cracking the swordsmanship of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

Tang Cheng was intoxicated with swordsmanship for most of the time in his previous life, although he lost all his memories of martial arts in this life, but the almost instinctive intuition and experience made him subconsciously deduce and ponder when he saw these swordsmanship.

I don't know if it was the superposition of the past and present lives, which made Tang Cheng's talent for swordsmanship reach an almost terrifying realm, and after a while, he figured out several moves left by the ten demon gods of the Anti-Kena Demon Sect to restrain the Wuyue Sword Sect.

But even so, he had to admire the ten demon gods of the Demon Sect who had figured out the swordsmanship of the Wuyue Sword Sect at the moment of life and death.

After all, the martial arts left by the other party have already broken all the martial arts of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and they have broken it to the fullest.

This alone is enough to make Tang Cheng admire.

"But admiration is admiration, but these guys are a bit stupid too. Thought that leaving the kung fu to crack the swordsmanship of the Wuyue Sword Sect was to win by himself? As everyone knows, if you don't break it, you don't break it, and then you stand up. Although when all these kung fu are revealed, the Wuyue Sword Sect will lose some face, but after integrating these cracked moves, the kung fu of the Wuyue Sword Sect is not unbreakable! Tang Cheng whispered to himself, he admired the martial arts attainments of these ten demon gods, but he sneered at their approach.

If it weren't for the fact that this Huashan faction had fallen into the hands of Lao Yue, a hypocrite, it would definitely not be difficult for the Huashan faction to revitalize with the cracking moves they left behind.

And with these kung fu, in a sense, maybe it can arouse the indignation of the masters of the Huashan faction, and then quietly study the martial arts moves, and it is not difficult to refine the martial arts to the realm of unbreakable.

You must know that when martial arts reach the realm of 'unbreakable', it is a very terrifying thing.

For example, in the middle of the sky, during the battle of Guangming Ding, Zhang Wuji fought against the Shaolin dragon claw hand of the Shaolin emptiness monk.

At that time, Zhang Wuji's internal strength can be said to have reached the level of being unique in the world, but he was helpless against the Shaolin dragon claw hand known as the 'unbreakable' realm, and he could only rely on the characteristics of Jiuyang's divine achievements to cheat, and after learning the opponent's dragon claw hand, he used the dragon claw hand to the dragon claw hand, and then overwhelmed the other party with internal force.

Therefore, the talent of these ten demon gods is enough, but this wisdom is really worrying.

"But then again, if this is the Great Demon God who doesn't die here, with their talents, this Wuyue Sword Sect is really not an opponent!"

Tang Cheng shook his head, his eyes showed a sly look, and he said with a long sigh, with a look of excitement on his expression.

"I used to think that my Huashan faction's "Yangwu Sword" and "Xiyi Sword" were already very powerful, but I didn't expect that they would be completely cracked a long time ago, is my Huashan faction's kung fu really not as powerful as the Demon Sect?"

Tang Cheng said with an indignant and weak face, if anyone else saw him at this moment, he would really think that this was a disciple who was very loyal to the Huashan Sect. At this moment, because he saw that his martial arts were all broken by his rivals, he was depressed, angry and unwilling.

This kind of acting, if it was placed before Tang Cheng crossed over, he would be able to kill those heavenly kings and actors in an instant.

After pretending to say these words, Tang Cheng waited for a long time, but did not see half a figure, and his heart was suddenly a little depressed.

"I still don't believe it, I have to lure the old man out today!"

Tang Cheng said a word of hatred in his heart, and then after carefully glancing around, he continued to pretend to shout.

"The sword moves are dead, but the man is alive. How can a living man suffocate urine? I still don't believe that my Huashan faction's swordsmanship is not as good as the martial arts of these demons! ”

Tang Cheng shouted with a look of unwillingness and anger, and then quickly practiced according to the kung fu of cracking the Huashan swordsmanship on the stone wall.

Because there are only three kinds of swordsmanship that he has learned so far, Huashan swordsmanship, Yangwu swordsmanship and Xiyi swordsmanship.

Therefore, based on these three swordsmanship, he began to deduce the moves to counteract the ten demon gods left behind to crack the swordsmanship of the Huashan faction.

In his previous life, he was obsessed with swords, and his talent for swordsmanship can be said to be extremely terrifying, and it didn't take long for him to think of a few moves and practice them on the spot.

As he practiced, he pondered in his heart.

"Old man Feng attaches great importance to his qualifications in teaching martial arts, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't just teach martial arts to Ling Hu Chong. Therefore, if he is peeping in the dark, I must show the qualifications that surpass Ling Hu Chong! It was with this in mind that Tang Cheng began to work hard to crack the countermeasures left by the ten demon gods to crack the Huashan faction's kung fu.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, three days passed.

In the past three days, Tang Cheng can be said to have exhausted himself, and he has not been able to completely break all the efforts left by the other party.

This does not mean that Tang Cheng is clumsy or does not work hard.

After all, Tang Cheng's memories of martial arts in his previous life, except for a few secret methods, were basically gone.

All that is left is an almost intuitive experience.

Although this experience has a huge catalytic power for him to practice swords and martial arts, it cannot be directly transformed into martial arts moves.

And now Tang Cheng has only learned the three swordsmanship of the Huashan faction, although he has mastered the essence, but after all, it is still too insufficient, and he can't break the opponent's martial arts.

But even so, in the past three days, Tang Cheng has cracked most of the effort.

But to this extent, it has basically reached the limit.

After all, the ten major demon gods were all equivalent to the grandmaster-level figures back then, and being able to break the swordsmanship of the Wuyue Sword Sect was also completed by the joint efforts of ten people, not by one person.

Therefore, after Tang Cheng broke most of the opponent's moves, he was also exhausted and could not continue.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, his hair was messy, and he exuded a decadent mood all over his body.

"Damn, is this old man Feng a protagonist control, not Linghu Chong, the protagonist, and no one else can get into his eyes?"

Tang Cheng thought with some pain, in the past three days, he tried his best to lure the old man Dugu out, and then intercepted Ling Hu Chong's beard.

But there is not even a ghost, which is like throwing a flattering eye at a blind man, in vain.

"Damn, don't practice, it seems that Huashan swordsmanship is indeed inferior to the Demon Sect!"

The more Tang Cheng thought about it, the more angry he became, he threw the long sword in his hand, and sat on the ground with a thick gloom in his eyes.

This was not his gloom at failing to crack the Demon Sect's kung fu, but his anger at feeling that he had been acting like a fool for the past three days.

But at this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded behind him, and he shouted lightly: "You kid, your qualifications are excellent, in just three days, you can use the basic swordsmanship of this sect to crack most of the moves left by the Demon Sect, Yue Buqun, that kid has a disciple like you, it can be regarded as a blessing." It's a pity, but it's a piece of rotten wood, it's a pity, it's a pity! ”

When Tang Cheng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then turned around suddenly, and saw an old man with a white beard and a green robe standing at the mouth of the cave, his expression was depressed, and his face was like gold paper.