"So that's it, so it's like this, haha"

Jing Zhou shouted, his hands were getting faster and faster, and when he got to the back, he practiced on this platform with light steps.

Although he didn't have a sword in his hand, he used it to refer to the sword, and between the vertical and horizontal, the figure was longing, and there was a burst of sound of breaking the sky, as if there were several people dancing the sword here.

With both hands into a sword, Jing Zhou became smoother and smoother, and slowly he was no longer stuck in the difference between swordsmanship.

The last move is still the "Purple Qi from the East" in the swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits, and the next move is then replaced by the "Cangsong Welcome" in the Songshan swordsmanship.

The sword moves at will, where to stab this sword, and how hard that sword is used, Jing Zhou dances at this time all by feeling, but it is like divine help.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Zhou felt tired before stopping.

At this time, he felt extremely happy in his heart, as if every sword was engraved in his heart, and the sword became a part of his body.

In the past, he used the sword technique to ward off evil spirits against the enemy, but he only relied on his fast and unbreakable speed and strange sword moves, but he did not have his own understanding of the sword technique.

Now, if he is allowed to kill again, he will use the most effortless method to kill people with his sword.

After sweeping away the dust, Jing Zhou sat on the stone platform and meditated and rested.

Jing Zhou sat on the stage for a night, resting while deducing swordsmanship in his mind.

At this moment, he heard footsteps, and although the sound was faint, it still could not escape his ears.

At this moment, the only person who can appear on the cliff here, and the footsteps are so slight, is only the old man who is blowing in the wind. Guessing who came, Jing Zhou said coldly: "Old man, you have been hiding in this back mountain for half your life, why did you come out today?" ”

This old man's temper is stinky and hard, and at this time, he found that he was secretly learning the martial arts of the five schools here, and it was naturally difficult for the two of them to die well, so there was no need to be polite to Feng Qingyang.

Suddenly, he heard a movement in front of him, Jing Zhou took his sword and pointed forward, and with a crisp sound, a small stone was ground by the sword qi covered by the sword.

The internal force attached to this stone is enough to kill ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, and they are first-class masters, and they will be injured if they are not careful.

If it weren't for Jing Zhou's mastery of martial arts, he would have been hit by this stone, and he would have to be knocked out of his bones.

"The wind is clear, calling you an old man is looking up to you, but you are still on your face, I really think I am a sword saint, and I am alone and seeking defeat!"

"If you want to die, my son doesn't mind sending you to Hades now!"

Relying on himself to practice kung fu for a few more years, he thought that he would have a rare opponent in the world?

If it weren't for his Jingzhou's accident, then maybe these old guys would still be able to pretend, but unfortunately, when they met him Jingzhou, these people could only be regarded as unlucky.

On the other hand, the prospect of Zhou taught me a lesson, that was for Ren Yingying's face, for the wind clear, annoyed him, and killed him!

Jing Zhou has just comprehended the swordsmanship, and he really doesn't care about the wind Qingyang!

This old guy is at the peak of the day after tomorrow, whether he can kill him or not, then we have to wait until he is beaten.

This old horseman, one foot has stepped into the coffin board, I don't know how much strength I can play.

As for the godly Dugu Nine Swords, the cowhide blows loudly, this swordsmanship, even if you can anticipate the enemy's opportunity, it's just that your eyesight keeps up, your movements can't keep up, even if you see the flaws, it's also versatile!

Jing Zhou felt that when there was not much difference between the two martial arts, this Dugu Nine Sword might still be of some use, if the kung fu was bad, it would be completely chicken ribs, or even inferior to chicken ribs.

Dugu Nine Swords, compared with the Sunflower Treasure Book, is simply not worth mentioning!

"Hmph, what a big breath, who are you and why did you appear on this back mountain? If you don't understand the reason today, don't blame the old man's sword for being sharp. ”

Feng Qingyang had already moved his killing intent at this time, and when he insulted him, he not only insulted him, but also insulted the word "Sword Saint".

Besides, this place is secret, and it is categorically impossible for outsiders to know, and it is impossible to wait for this kid's identity to be found out, and then he will kill people!

"Don't mention the name, no name, no generation, no sect!"

"As for why you're here, you're blind, don't you see me looking at the swordsmanship on this stone wall? Oh, yes, you've got one foot in the coffin board, and you can't see clearly. ”

Feng Qingyang has lived a Jiazi, although he has seen many arrogant people, but it is the first time to see someone as arrogant as this kid in front of him!

It's the first time I've seen someone like him with such sharp words!

If it weren't for his calm tone, as if he was telling a trivial matter, he would have underestimated him.

But even so, Feng Qingyang was also not lightly angered by Jing Zhou's words, he suppressed the rivers and lakes decades ago, and the heads of the various sects treated him with courtesy when they saw him, when did they receive such contempt and insults.

"The kid is crazy!"

"Okay, since I'm a member of the Demon Sect, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Feng Qingyang's face shook, buttoned a hat to Jing Zhou, picked up a long sword from the ground, and stabbed Jing Zhou's face with a move of "Changhong Piercing the Sun".

The kid in front of him was disrespectful, and he secretly learned Huashan swordsmanship, and at this time, in Feng Qingyang's eyes, he had already regarded him as a dead man.

"Old man, everyone can talk big, let your cowhide blow loudly, but whether you can live today depends on your swordsmanship!"

Jing Zhou "poofed" pulled out the long sword, did not dodge or dodge, like a dragon out of the water, with a thunderous momentum towards the wind clear sword, this sword is not fancy, simple fast and accurate.

Feng Qingyang saw that Jing Zhou did not dodge or dodge and fought with himself, his eyes were full of coldness, as if he had seen Jing Zhou being knocked away by this sword.

Even if this kid is talented and starts to practice martial arts in his mother's womb, he doesn't believe that he is less than ten years old, and his internal strength can be compared to himself!

With a "bang", the two long swords collided together, like a spring thunder, the sound was so loud that the roof of the cave kept falling dust.

Feng Qingyang's face turned red, and "Dong Dong" took two steps back before unloading the power from the sword.

At this time, Feng Qingyang put away some of his anger and looked at the person in front of him seriously.

Let him rack his brains, he didn't expect that the person in front of him would have such profound skills!

Although his Sword Sect is good at internal strength, even if the quality of his internal force is not high, the huge quantity is not something that ordinary people can stop.

As soon as he wanted to come up, he didn't use all his strength, so he suffered a dark loss.

Jing Zhou's sword shook back Feng Qingyang, and with the recoil power from the hilt of the sword, he probably figured out the bottom of Feng Qingyang.

In terms of internal strength, he should be a step ahead.

Although the previous sword was clear and did not do his best, and he used seven or eight points of strength, he also made reservations.

"Old horseman, now you know what the frog at the bottom of the well is, it's the people of the world who praise you too much, what a sword saint, it's just that you have practiced kung fu for a few more years and sold the old. The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, just rely on your few moves to break the sword technique, and it is impossible to practice until death! ”

What a big breath! When the wind was clear and the rivers and lakes were crisscrossing decades ago, who dared to be so rude to him!

Hearing Jing Zhou's words, Feng Qingyang snorted coldly: "Boy with a good tongue, the old man will let you see what swordsmanship is!" ”