An oversight just now made Feng Qingyang suffer a loss, and now he still feels his physical strength and blood surging.

He has lived for so long, he has never experienced any strong winds and waves, and although he was shocked back by Jing Zhou's sword at this time, he didn't think he would lose. Dugu Nine Swords, he hasn't used it yet!

These swordsmanship pay attention to the flaws of finding the enemy, attacking the place where it must be saved, the subtlety of the swordsmanship, Feng Qingyang feels that it is really the first in the world!

In the past, he relied on this swordsmanship to break through the name of the Sword Saint.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Feng Qingyang attaching the inside to the sword, and a sword waved out a faint sound of wind and thunder, several swords stabbed him, and there seemed to be ten thousand changes in the back, and Feng Qingyang's whole person also turned into a burst of green shadows, and the mystery of Dugu Nine Swords was exhausted.

"This is a small gossip, pretending to be a ghost, and Hu Li is fancy!"

Jing Zhou now also wants to see how powerful this Dugu Nine Sword is, and whether it is really worthy of the praise of the rivers and lakes.

If Dugu seeks defeat here, Jing Zhou is still afraid of one or two, but the Dugu Nine Swords he uses in the wind are not good!

Even if his sword is like rain!

Ren is wind is clear and how gorgeous the sword dance is, Jing Zhou thinks he is going to break it quickly!

Fast, Jingzhou's sword is fast, fast to the extreme, so fast that it is terrifying!

Feng Qingyang stabbed out a sword, he had already stabbed out two swords, even if Feng Qingyang could see the flaws in his swordsmanship, he couldn't keep up with the speed of his sword.

The sword stabbed out by Feng Qingyang was changed again before it reached the façade of Jing Zhou, otherwise, he was killed by Jing Zhou first before he stabbed Jing Zhou with a sword.

Jing Zhou's sword was too fast, and the persecuting wind could only switch from attack to defense.

"Bang bang bang", at this time, the long sword in Jing Zhou's hand turned into a white practice, and with his ghostly figure, it flickered east and west, flickered forward and backward, like a huge wave, beating the wind and constantly retreating.

"Weird, what kind of swordsmanship does this kid use? Why is the sword out so fast? Could it be that there is a more powerful swordsmanship than this Dugu Nine Swords? ”

At this time, Feng Qingyang, who was forced to defend, frowned, and kept thinking about how to crack the swordsmanship of the kid in front of him.

Although this kid's swordsmanship is full of flaws, anyone in the rivers and lakes can find one or two places, let alone him.

Although he could see a lot of flaws in Jing Zhou's swordsmanship, it was just that Jing Zhou's sword was too fast, and he had just pierced Jing Zhou's flaw, and Jing Zhou's other sword came back immediately.

As soon as a sword is extinguished, a sword is born again, as if it is endless.

Now, for the first time in his heart, he had doubts about Dugu Jiujian.

Inside, he can't compete with Jingzhou, and the swordsmanship Jingzhou is even higher than him.

The sword breaking momentum in Dugu Jiujian, at this time in his hands, he couldn't exert his previous might.

"Old horseman, isn't your Dugu Nine Sword offensive and defenseless? Now you are with an old turtle Yes, if you let Dugu know about defeat, will you jump out of the coffin? ”

This godlike Dugu Nine Swords, which is boasted by the world, is nothing more than this in Jing Zhou's opinion. This sword technique is still not out of the scope of ordinary swords.

But where is the swordsmanship in the world, how can it be said to be invincible? No matter how subtle your sword moves are and how advanced your theory is, you can't get rid of the three words "fast, accurate, and ruthless".

When the vision and skill reach a certain level, you will be able to give full play to the mystery of these three words.

At this time, even the world's best swordsmanship cannot stop the essential gap in kung fu.

Besides, Dugu Jiujian is just a trick, if he rises a three-foot qi wall out of thin air like a sweeping monk, if he doesn't have a deep internal force, I'm afraid that he can't even pierce a foot of qi wall, how can he hurt people?

Dugu Nine Swords, in Jing Zhou's view, can only be lonely in internal force, and show its power in the era of success or failure by moves.

"Old horseman, you, the former sword master, can't block my dozens of moves now, it seems that this kung fu has really regressed a lot...

"You... , Feng Qingyang heard Jing Zhou's words, except for the word "you", at this time, he couldn't say anything else.

Blocking Jing Zhou's sword again, Feng Qingyang's face was no longer as strong as before, and every time he raised his arm, he could feel the flesh on it trembling slightly.

He secretly said in his heart: "No, this kid's swordsmanship in his hand is too clever, if he continues to entangle, he will not be his opponent." Besides, his internal strength is already deeper than mine, and the longer it drags on, the worse it will be. ”

The more Feng Qingyang fought, the more aggrieved he felt, and the subtleties of Dugu Nine Swords couldn't be displayed in front of Jing Zhou at this time.

In the past, when he met people who were more advanced than his own internal skills, he could still attack the enemy according to the subtlety of swordsmanship, but now, he couldn't even touch Jingzhou's shadow, even if he intersected with Jingzhou's long sword, it was just a touch, and he couldn't play the subtlety of swordsmanship at all.

Since he couldn't beat the kid in front of him, Feng Qingyang didn't do much entanglement, tried his best to block Jing Zhou's sword, and retreated with the strength of Jing Zhou's sword.

The older people get, the more afraid they are of death, and the wind is clear and they don't want to die on this back mountain.

He didn't expect that the person in front of him, who seemed to be like a double ten, would be so clever in his swordsmanship. If it drags on any longer, he's afraid he's going to fold it here.

Even so, after fighting with Jing Zhou for a while, he also felt a trace of fatigue in his old body.

Jing Zhou's sword was too fast, and there was a deep inner lining attached to it, even if he blocked it with the Dugu Nine Sword, it would take a lot of mental energy.

"Old horseman, now that you're a turtle, you can't beat it and you know how to run away? Eat me with a sword! ”

Jing Zhou saw that Feng Qingyang wanted to escape, his left foot kicked the ground, and the whole person stabbed towards Feng Qingyang's back like an arrow from the string.

Hearing the sound of the long sword breaking through the air behind him, Feng Qingyang didn't dare to be embarrassed, and fled forward while waving his sword backwards in distraction.

He really planned to borrow the power of Jing Zhou's sword to widen the distance between him and Jing Zhou.

"Ahh , At the moment when he blocked Jingzhou's long sword, Feng Qingyang felt a bite on his neck, and instantly a heart-piercing pain passed from his neck to his brain.

"You, you, you're cheating! Demon cult demons, despicable and shameless! ”

At this time, Feng Qingyang saw a red light flying back to Jing Zhou's wrist, and he fixed his eyes to see that it was a blood-colored big centipede.

He hadn't noticed it in the cave before, but now he saw this centipede, all he had seen in the past were red-headed and black-backed centipedes, where had he ever seen this kind of blood-like body?

A cold air rose under the feet of the wind and clear, and just by looking at this color, I knew that it was a highly poisonous thing.

"The old thing is really getting older and more confused, you say that I am a member of the Demon Sect, and I am not allowed to cheat? After living for decades in vain, don't you know the weirdness of the way of soldiers? Come to think of it, you have lived to pigs all your life! ”

"Oh, that's right, you're an old horseman, and you don't know a few of you who don't know a lot of words."

At this time, Jing Zhou had a feeling of a big villain in his heart, saying that the villain died from talking too much, he saw that the wind was clear, his face was purple, his face was sweating, and he was trembling all over, and he didn't mind saying a few more words to this old guy.

He wanted to see who else could save the wind at this time.

Just a few big cats and kittens in Huashan, where can they threaten him!

This villain, he has made up his mind, who can help him!

Now that he finally knows why the villain loves to talk, it feels like one word, "Cool!" ”。

In front of the enemy, watching him constantly fall into despair, that feeling, I can't control my words at all.

Unconsciously, a lot of words came to his lips, and he said:

"My centipede is a different species, very strange, you can see the old man today, and it is lucky to die in the hands of this centipede."

"Even if others die, they may not be able to see this centipede, you say that you have cultivated for many lifetimes to cultivate the blessing, but I don't know how long your internal strength can last."