Zhao Wen naturally knew that there could be no secret book of Dugu Nine Swords in Huashan, but he just wanted to give Feng Qingyang an impression, he believed that Dugu Nine Swords was hidden in the Huashan faction, and he was willing to give the Huashan faction a little benefit for this.

"You ......" glared at Zhao Wen angrily, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't beat it, the wind was light and almost scolded.

Shaolin has always been the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, Shaolin seventy-two stunts have always been the symbol of Shaolin, if it appears in Huashan, with the strength of the current Huashan faction, it is simply looking for death!

"It seems that you think that this sword technique is more important than the entire Huashan Sect, then I have to find it myself!"

As he spoke, Zhao Wen had already raised one hand, and a suffocating pressure was gently suppressed towards the wind, and he was about to slap it out with one palm.

"Wait, I'll give you Dugu Nine Swords!"

The only pillar for Feng Qingyang to survive now is to see the Huashan faction being able to pass it on, and the battle of sword qi has almost wiped out a powerful Huashan faction, which is already the biggest pain in his heart.

If the Huashan faction disappears directly because of a swordsmanship, even if he continues to live, what's the point.

Not to mention that from the eyes of the young man in front of him, he didn't see the slightest mercy, and talking about destroying the Huashan faction was completely like saying that he was going to trample an ant to death, which made him never dare to gamble with the fate of the entire Huashan.

The wind was blowing lightly, and Zhao Wen was looking at the scenery of Huashan with a leisurely face, and after a while, a book that had been written full of words was thrown over.

"I have already given it to you Dugu Nine Swords, I hope you can let me go of the Huashan faction!" There was a pleading in the voice of the wind blowing, and the bearing of the senior master had completely disappeared when it first appeared.

"Dugu swept the world with a sword back then, I just don't want this senior's inheritance to be cut off, so I plan to include Dugu Nine Swords in my collection!"

Zhao Wen's tone was extremely generous, looking at the wind lightly, and the smile on his face was even a little bright: "From ancient times to the present, countless sects have been extinct, if it weren't for this sect to collect the classics of these sects, I'm afraid that the people who created these sects would have forgotten even their names now!" ”

"Even if there is no free faction without you, the Dugu Nine Sword will still be passed on!" There was a look of disdain in the wind and a light voice, and after saying so much, it was not from his own hands that he had snatched the sword technique.

"But you can't guarantee that the person who accepts your inheritance will not have any accidents like you, and will continue to pass on this sword technique!"

Zhao Wen said with great certainty, after all, Ling Hu Chong later lived in seclusion in the rivers and lakes, and Dugu Jiujian had not been mentioned by anyone, obviously he had broken off his inheritance.

"You should be able to see that I have not practiced any swordsmanship, and even the juniors of this sect may not choose to practice instead of giving up the divine skills of this sect, and you don't have to feel at a loss, when I go down the mountain, I will definitely choose a disciple for you in the Huashan Sect to pass on this swordsmanship!"

Seeing that the color on Feng Qingyang's face was finally not too ugly, Zhao Wen flipped through the Dugu Nine Swords cheats written by Feng Qingyang and said: "Seniors are reading it again, I'll see if there are any mistakes!" ”

"You ......"

The wind was light and glared at Zhao Wen angrily, and there were bursts of sword roars from the faintly surrounding airflow around him, as a swordsman, since he had already agreed, how could he deliberately make a mistake, this was simply an insult to his character.

"If you have a sword in your hand, you can fight with me, but now I advise you to read it honestly!"

Zhao Wen had a smile on the corner of his mouth when he spoke, he didn't understand at all why a swordsman with a light wind didn't have a sword on his body, otherwise with the power of Dugu Jiujian, he really wouldn't dare to be so wanton.

But now, since the other party has given him this opportunity, he must seize it, take a step forward gently, the pressure brought by the strong internal force has been suppressed by the wind lightly, and he naturally turned his head and glanced in the direction of the Huashan faction below.

"Okay, I'll read it to you!" After the wind said word by word, his face was already extremely ugly, but he was under the low cliff, and he had to bow his head, and the other party's strong internal force was already invincible, unless he wanted to let the Huashan faction destroy the door, or he would have to give in.

Now Feng Qingyang has sworn in his heart more than once that after Zhao Wen leaves, he will bring his sword wherever he goes in the future, even when he is taking a bath and sleeping.

If he has a weapon in hand, although the internal strength of this kid in front of him is already unbelievably strong, he may not be able to fight with Dugu Nine Swords.

Feng Qingyang read Zhao Wen while comparing it with the Dugu Nine Swords that had just been written in his hand, there was not the slightest mistake, and he couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart that he was really an honest man, otherwise he would not have the most powerful strength in the battle of sword qi but he would be passive everywhere.

"Okay, the seniors really believe in people!" After reading it again, there was not the slightest mistake, and Zhao Wen also praised with a smile: "I don't know what martial arts my predecessors want me to leave for the Huashan faction!" ”

With his breezy swordsmanship and combat experience, if he was found with a sword after he left, Zhao Wen really might not have the confidence to win.

The benefits have been obtained, as long as he is looking for a Huashan disciple to pass on, he will be able to complete the task, Zhao Wen doesn't want to make extraneous branches, anyway, he has a lot of exercises in his mind, even if he sends a few to Huashan, he will not have any loss, so what he said is also extremely atmospheric.

"Any exercise is fine?" The wind was light and suddenly overjoyed, and he looked at Zhao Wen and asked urgently.

From the time when the Huashan faction was first established to the present, it has never produced a top master, and the biggest reason is that there is no strong internal strength, if it can make up for this defect, it may not be able to develop in the future.

"Any exercise is fine!" Zhao Wen nodded very affirmatively.

"I want you to pass on my Huashan Sect Zhangyue Buqun a top-level internal strength method!" There was a trilling sound in the wind and a light voice, as long as there was a top master, the sect would be invincible, and this was already the only chance for the Huashan faction to develop again.

"Okay, I promise you, otherwise I'm really worried that the Songshan faction will directly destroy your Huashan faction in a few years!"

Quietly planted a nail in Feng Qingyang's heart, Songshan Thirteen Taibao plus Zuo Lengchan's ambition, he didn't believe that Feng Qingyang would not be able to see it, there was such a threat, at least he could ensure that Feng Qingyang would not dare to come to his trouble in a short time.

At night, Ling Hu Chong opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that he had been mentioned to the foot of the mountain by a young man, and before he could speak, a secret book had been thrown over, and the young man also said coldly: "This is the swordsmanship of a senior of your Huashan faction, if you can't memorize it tonight and learn this swordsmanship!" ”

"Tomorrow, you can go to the Qinglou at the bottom of the mountain to find your junior sister and sister!"

As he spoke, another palm was slapped, and a huge handprint appeared out of thin air, flying out far away with a whistling sound!