Chen Mo seemed to be very easy to kill Yue Buqun, but this was because he was familiar with the Sunflower Treasure Book of the Sword Technique to ward off evil spirits, otherwise he would not dare to easily leave his back to an enemy with strong martial arts if he was killed.

"Senior Feng, don't you want to come out to give advice after watching the excitement for a long time?" Chen Mo turned his head to look at the bushes he had noticed before, and said in a deep voice.

"Good eyesight, worthy of being such a domineering swordsman."

With the voice, Feng Qingyang jumped out of the bushes, and the white-haired robe seemed to fall to the Siguo cliff like a fairy, he looked at Yue Buqun, who had been killed, shook his head and sighed:

"A good Qi Sect master, for the sake of the crooked evil sword spectrum from the palace, it is simply an insult to the reputation of Huashan."

Feng Qingyang turned to look at Chen Mo, looked up and down, and said:

"Seeing that you are less than twenty years old, you are domineering and fierce in martial arts, and your swordsmanship gives me a sense of familiarity but is faster and sharper, but in addition to the Sunflower Treasure Book, I don't know what kind of martial arts are so powerful."

Chen Mo looked at Feng Qingyang with contempt, this clearly means that he is cultivating the Sunflower Treasure Book, his long sword and the scabbard were thrown to the ground, and with a snort, the scabbard was inserted into the rock on the ground for more than half a foot.

When the wind was clear and puzzled and surprised by his profundity, Chen Mo walked to the edge of the cliff, pinned the robe to his belt, untied the trouser rope and took it off, aiming at the bottom of the cliff and shooting out a column of water that was a long length.

"The man's husband must pee in the wind without fear, old man, I don't know how far you can pee?" Chen Mo asked loudly after shushing and lifting his trousers.

Although Feng Qingyang's personality can be regarded as a person who jumps out, how dare he compare with Chen Mo, who is thick-skinned to a certain level in the real world, his old face is hot, Chen Mo This directly shows that what he cultivates is not the Sunflower Treasure Book, but he can't think of any other swordsmanship in the world that is so sharp.

encountered a clear wind, Chen Mo had to seize the opportunity to complete the task. He looked at Feng Qingyang with a smile and said:

"Senior Feng, I have heard for a long time that you are the person with the highest swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes, and I want to ask you for two tricks, how about the point?"

Feng Qingyang hasn't made a move for decades, but a swordsman is a swordsman, and his heart will always itch when he sees a master. He nodded and said:

"Your swordsmanship has reached the extreme of fast, ruthless, and accurate, and you and I will know the strength and weakness of each attack."

Chen Mo took the iron sword to the side and cut two three feet long finger-thick two branches, threw the iron sword aside, handed one to the wind, and after the two separated themselves, Chen Mo clasped his fists and said:

"Seniors, please."

The wind is clear and the branches of the tree are slightly raised, and the body is half a zhang forward, and the branches in his hand are pointed at Chen Mo's thirty-six acupoints at the same time in the blink of an eye, Dugu Jiujian requires speed, but there is a shortcoming that even if the wind is clear, it is not avoided. That is, this set of swordsmanship requires the last strike to come first, and once the main attack will lose the sword intent of Dugu Jiujian to crack the opponent.

However, Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship has already reached its peak, and the thirty-six black shadows are extremely fast as soon as he strikes, Chen Mo saw that this Feng Qingyang was about to break through the existing Dugu Nine Sword Sword Intent and advance to the first strike, although the thirty-six sword moves were far less fast than Chen Mo's original speed, they were also much stronger than Ling Hu Chong and Ren Wuxing.

Chen Mo didn't rush to attack, and the branch in his hand shook and thirty-six black shadows dotted together with the branch in Feng Qingyang's hand.

In the crash of the tower, Feng Qingyang's body shook and returned to its original position, he looked at Chen Mo with a little shock and excitement and said:

"Sure enough, you're also a master of no tricks. The old man has to see that such a kendo powerhouse is in vain today, and it's time for you to make a move. ”

Chen Mo nodded. When Feng Qingyang's eyes looked at him like a fog, the branch in his hand flickered, and forty-three black shadows appeared at the same time, the pupils in Feng Qingyang's eyes shrank, and the branches in his hand shot out at the same time.

Another sound of the intersection of branches settled, Chen Mo laughed and threw the branch in his hand under the cliff, Feng Qingyang looked at the seven small holes in his chest that were pointed out like the Big Dipper. A burst of laughter burst out loud with surprise but delight.

"Little brother, you can be said to be the best in the world of swordsmanship in today's martial arts, but unfortunately the old man is old, and he has not broken through the second vein of Ren Du until now, otherwise I can still block your forty-three swords. The old man continued to wander the mountains and rivers to study swordsmanship, and there will be a period later. ”

The wind cleared and walked away on the branches between the rock walls, but his laughter seemed extremely happy, at his age, failure could no longer make him sad, and the pursuit of higher sword intent was his dream.

"Opening up Ren Du's second vein can block my swordsmanship, that is to say, once these two meridians are opened, his reaction speed will be at least twice as fast, and the legend says that opening these two meridians is just for the sake of unhindered work, it seems that the legend is not necessarily true." Chen Mo looked at the increased one hundred martial arts points and whispered to himself.

Now there are only the last two tasks left, in fact, in a sense, these two tasks are one, if you want to stop the formation of the Wuyue faction, you have to kill Zuo Lengchan, and if you kill Zuo Lengchan, there will be no drama.

Chen Mo looked at Yue Buqun, who was kneeling on the ground, his brows furrowed, and he wrote a line of handwriting in front of him, he didn't want Huashan to fall like this, the words left were for Ning Zhongze, and he simply borrowed the tone of the wind and clear, and after he finished writing, he floated down the mountain, and after saying goodbye to the six monkeys, he took Qu Feiyan to Dengfeng near Songshan.

When Dengfeng was still ten days away from the Wuyue Alliance, Huashan had already spread the word to the rivers and lakes, and Yue Buqun, the head of Huashan, died violently because of his practice, and now Ningzhong took over as the head of Huashan, and canceled the marriage between Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan;

For a while, there were rumors in the rivers and lakes and all kinds of speculations, and the Sun and Moon God Sect suddenly announced its dissolution before, and people who were inquisitive in the rivers and lakes were running around, all wanting to know what the reason for all this was.

"Yan'er, after the Songshan Alliance is over, you will go back to Hengshan with Li Yao and Duan Leng, I still have important things to do."

In the inn, Chen Mo looked at Qu Feiyan, who was making his bed, and whispered, as long as he kills Zuo Lengchan, he will complete the last two tasks, and he should also go back to reality to let himself know what reality is about, and kill in the martial arts world for a long time, if he doesn't have a strong heart, he will gradually fall into a state of slaughter.

His hands were already stained with the blood of thousands of people, although Chen Mo's heart was firm, but the killing intent was accumulating more and more, every time an enemy appeared, there was only one word in his heart, and that kind of killing would make him feel relaxed and excited.

Chen Mo has read countless novels, and he knows in his heart that he has fallen into the killing demon, only reality should allow him to adjust, but where are the little devils to deal with. (To be continued......)