Three days later, Zhang Xinyi supported his head with one hand and looked at the three people who were moving and jumping not far away.

The six immortals of Peach Valley sat in a group, leaning on each other and falling asleep. These days can suffocate them, but under Zhang Xinyi's high-pressure policy, all they can do every day is eat, drink, and sleep, how boring they are.

In the field, the three weapons of sword, club, and staff quickly connected, and the sound of rain hitting plantains sounded.

After that day's competition, Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng, and Feng Qingyang seemed to be more energetic, and they had to distinguish between high and low, thinking hard every day, wanting to break the tricks of the other two.

In this case, Hong Qigong couldn't hide his secrets if he wanted to, so he taught Xiao Zhao all the remaining 27 ways of the dog-beating stick method.

Ouyang Feng passed the Spirit Snake Staff Method to Yang Guo, and Ling Hu Chong learned the Dugu Nine Swords.

As a result, after the meticulous efforts of the three grandmasters, the martial arts of the three of them rose sharply.

In the field, Xiao Zhao blocked a sword from Ling Hu Chong with his backhand, and with a slight frustration of his footsteps, he had come to Ling Hu Chong's side, and as soon as the bamboo stick was handed over, the stick shadow was all over the sky, and it sneered.

Linghu Chong didn't look back, the sword was like a star, and the stick shadows were cut off one by one.

At the same time, a majestic force surged, causing Hu Chong's face to change slightly, and his waist fell sharply, which was able to avoid Yang Guo's toad attack.

Yang Guo couldn't hit it with a blow, his body jumped on the ground suddenly, and he pushed his palms together, and this time the target suddenly became Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao picked up the bamboo stick, and the two phases made a muffled sound of "bang", and his face couldn't help but flush for a while, and he took two steps back.

These two steps are quite mysterious, and the footsteps draw a semicircle, secretly channeling most of the energy into the ground.

With a hard blow, Yang Guo was also not happy, and there was a faint dark energy in this stick, which made his arms numb, and his muscles and bones were soft.

It was too late, and a flash of light suddenly split in two, galloping towards the two of them.

Yang Guoqiang raised a breath of true qi, and suddenly took out a jet-black iron rod from his back, and made a move of the spirit snake out of the hole.

And Xiao Zhao saw that he was about to be stabbed in the body, so he suddenly shouted, jumped high, and waved the bamboo stick in his hand horizontally.

Suddenly, thousands of stick shadows appeared in the field in an instant, and the blue-green stick shadows shot out in all directions.

Ling Hu Chong and Yang Guo's faces changed greatly, and they couldn't care about fighting anymore, and each used their own life skills to block the stick shadow.

Suddenly, the sound of energetic outbursts was endless, and the ground near the cliff was even more "sneering", leaving a shallow pit and dent.

The smoke and dust filled the sky and slowly dispersed, revealing three figures in the field.

Ling Hu Chong and Yang Guo were quite wolf, covered in bruises, and they obviously suffered a lot of sticks. Xiao Zhao stood in place panting, crumbling and threatening to fall at any time.

Zhang Xinyi's body moved, and he held Xiao Zhao, "Are you okay?" ”

Xiao Zhao's face was full of joy, "Childe, this trick is really powerful without a dog in the world." ”

"Your internal strength is not enough, so this trick is still too reluctant, and it is not a last resort in the future, so don't use it lightly."

On the other side, Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng, and Feng Qingyang looked at each other, and suddenly raised their heads and laughed together, extremely happy.

"Good! I think when we were so young, our skills were not as good as theirs. Hong Qigong's words were quite emotional.

Feng Qingyang also twisted his beard and smiled: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves!" These three people are gifted and bright, and their future achievements must be limitless. ”

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves...... The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves......" Ouyang Feng kept his head down and muttered to himself, and suddenly raised his head, his face full of hideousness, "No, there are no back waves!" Damn the waves! No. 1 in the world, I am No. 1 in the world! ”

Before the words fell, Ouyang Feng jumped up suddenly, his palm was strong and strong, and he blasted towards the three juniors in the field.

"Not good!" Hong Qigong and Feng Qingyang's faces changed greatly, and they just wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Suddenly, there was a deafening and earth-shattering loud noise, and I saw Zhang Xinyi's palms come out together, intersecting with Ouyang Feng's four palms.

There was a cracking sound, Zhang Xinyi was a little shorter out of thin air, and his feet fell into the rocks.

Ouyang Feng suddenly screamed, flipped a few somersaults in the air, and after landing on the ground, his hands moved quickly like two feet, heading down the mountain.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zhang Xinyi's mouth, but the palm just now shocked his lungs. However, Ouyang Feng was also uncomfortable, as can be seen from the fact that he ran in panic like a lost dog.

"Daddy! Father! Yang Guo hurriedly chased after him, but he didn't know that Ouyang Feng didn't look back, and he couldn't stop at all.

After another while, Yang Guo came back dejectedly, apparently not catching up.

Suddenly changed, Hong Qigong and Feng Qingyang looked at each other.

Feng Qingyang coughed and said, "I didn't expect the old poison to get sick at this time." ”

Hong Qigong scratched his cheek with his fingers and sighed: "Back then, he had been thinking about it in order to win the Nine Yin True Scripture. I'm afraid I didn't expect that I would have such a day. ”

After Hong Qigong finished speaking, he beckoned to Yang Guo again, and said softly: "With the martial arts of the old poison, there are few people in the world who can hurt him, don't worry." During this time, you will stay by my side, and I will take you to Xiangyang to meet you Uncle Guo. ”

He knew Yang Guo's identity, and felt that this child was innocent and kind, and his personality was not like his father, but more like his mother, and he was quite fond of him.

Yang Guo nodded when he heard this.

Although Ouyang Feng did not say goodbye, it did not affect the mood of the remaining people.

Everyone sat together and talked about martial arts.

Zhang Xinyi has a deep foundation, strong internal strength, and the dragon elephant is worthy of being a tantric protector, and the internal force automatically circulates, and the internal injuries will be healed during idle chatting.

Hong Qigong and Feng Qingyang saw this and secretly admired it.

Everyone talked for a long time, and Feng Qingyang suddenly stood up, drew his sword and invited him to fight, "Sect Master Zhang is willing to fight with me?" ”

Zhang Xinyi laughed: "It's exactly what I want." ”

When the last word was spoken, the two of them turned into two light clouds of smoke at the same time and drifted towards the mountain road below the Siguo Cliff.

If the wind is an invisible breeze, then Zhang Xinyi is a lightning bolt that moves like thunder.

Ling Hu Chong and the others were shocked to see two faint phantoms passing by. When they said goodbye, the two of them were already dozens of feet away, and their swords struck each other, bursting countless sparks, and the sound of swords and swords resounding throughout the valley.

Thinking about the cliff and mountain road, a silver ball suddenly burst open, and two figures could be faintly seen flickering in the ball, and faster than them was the sword in their hands, moving like thunder, fast as lightning, like a silver light snake entangled.

Seeing this scene, Ling Hu Chong and Yang Guo were both shocked, and thought: This person is the same age as me, and he can compete with Uncle Feng Taishi (Feng senior).

In an instant, the two of them swept out a hundred feet away in an instant, and where they passed, the energy was surging, the mountain road was cracked, and the boulder collapsed.

In the distance, there was a Huashan disciple on the mountain road who hurried over, and was dumbfounded when he saw that there were constantly mountain rocks on the mountain road that were cracked into pieces of broken stones for no reason.

Ling Hu Chong came to this person and called from afar: "Dayou, why are you here?" ”

When Lu Dayou saw Ling Hu Chong, he was overjoyed and shouted, "Senior brother, it's not good!" Today, many people are provoking when the mountain comes down, and my wife wants me to tell you to come down the mountain. ”

When Linghu Chong heard this, he knew that something big must have happened in the faction, so he hurriedly said, "I'll come down now." ”

At this time, only a sword sound was heard, and the two figures suddenly separated, each standing on a mountain rock, holding a sword against each other.

"Sect Master Zhang's swordsmanship is extraordinary, and the old man admires it." Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed a touch of electricity, this person's swordsmanship is extremely simple, but the sword is full of murderous opportunities, its speed is like electricity, its power is like a mountain, and the intuition is even more amazing, it is really not like the swordsmanship of the rivers and lakes, but a bit like the swordsmanship of killing the enemy on the battlefield.

"The wind seniors praised falsely, Dugu Nine Swords deserves to be the pinnacle of swordsmanship in this world, and the juniors tried their best to only block the seventy-nine swords."

Listening to the two soft sounds of "snort", Zhang Xinyi's clothes on the top of his arm and on the left side of his waist each cracked a gap, both of which were cut by a sharp sword.

When the right time is in battle, as long as the wind is clear, as long as the internal force is spit out, it can be injured. However, the two are just learning from each other, and with the control ability of the two of them to the peak, they will naturally not hurt each other.

Feng Qingyang smiled slightly, then turned to Lu Dayou, and asked lightly, "Are you Yue Buqun's disciple?" ”

Lu Dayou saw that the senior brother frequently gave him a look, and he saluted respectfully, and said: "Junior Lu Dayou, the 'gentleman sword' of the Huashan faction, ranks sixth. ”

Feng Qingyang nodded noncommittally, and suddenly asked, "You just said that someone trespassed on Huashan, what's going on?" ”

Lu Dayou hesitated for a moment and asked, "I don't know if the predecessor is ......?"

"The old man is clear."

Lu Dayou thought for a while, and suddenly said "ah", and hurriedly bowed, "Uncle Feng is above, please accept Lu Dayou, a disciple of the Huashan faction!" ”

He once overheard his master Yue Buqun say that there was a Taishi uncle in the Huashan faction back then, named Feng Qingyang, who was a first-class figure in the world. However, this Uncle Taishi has always seen the dragon from beginning to end, and no one has ever seen him for so many years, but he didn't expect to be lucky enough to see him today.

Feng Qingyang's expression was slightly warm, and he asked, "Boy, you haven't answered my question yet." ”

Lu Dayou didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly said: "Just after this morning, Mu Renqing, the head of the 'Xiyue Sword Sect', personally climbed the mountain to worship the door, intending to challenge my Huashan Sword Sect. ”

A complicated look flashed on Feng Qingyang's face, and he sighed: "After so long, he still can't let go......"

Linghu Chong said in a low voice: "The disciple also asked Uncle Tai to come forward, so as to avoid the regeneration dispute between the two sects of sword and qi." ”

Feng Qingyang waved his hand and said, "I vowed never to interfere in the dispute between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, and I will not mention this again." ”

"But ......" Ling Hu Chong had to persuade again.

"Within the Sword Sect, there is one person in my sect who is inconvenient to meet." Feng Qing waved his hand, categorically refused, and arched his hand at Zhang Xinyi: "Sect Leader Zhang, the old man has something to ask for." ”

"Senior Feng, please speak."

Feng Qing raised his hand, and a purple qi rainbow flew closer, Zhang Xinyi reached out and grabbed it, it was the sword in his hand. I only heard Feng Qingyang say slowly, "If you see my disciple Mu Renqing, please give him this sword." ”

Zhang Xinyi took a look at the sword, the sword body was purple gold, and the hilt of the sword was coiled with gold wire with two seals, which was the word "Qingfeng".

"When he sees this sword, he knows what to do." After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he let out a long howl, his figure flashed, and he went towards the back mountain.

At this time, Lu Dayou had already recognized Zhang Xinyi's identity and exclaimed, "It's you?" ”

"It's me." Zhang Xinyi didn't care at all, and raised the sword in his hand, "You also heard what Senior Feng said, please lead the way." ”

Lu Da was expected to rush to Linghu, and seeing that he nodded slightly at himself, he calmed down, stretched out his hand, and said, "Several, please come with me." ”