On that day, Ronnard saw a dazzling meteor!

But the meteor plunged headlong into the sun!

Today, it's hard to say who is the number one in the world. But no matter who is in line, the wind will be among the top three.

Luo Nuode really didn't understand, he said that he was Uncle Feng, how could Yu Canghai dare to be so brave?

Is it my problem? I didn't say the full name?

Raunod is already stuck in KPV and can't extricate himself.

As for being confessed as a spy or something, it doesn't matter at all. The moment the wind cleared up, Lonod was actually a little relieved:

It's finally been discovered! Finally, I don't have to have a conscience anymore. Can you finally be yourself and die?

……

Yu Canghai, who thought he was the best sword in the world, was actually dodged by this white-haired old man?!

Yu Canghai was a little surprised: the old man has something, and he bends down so fast.

But don't panic, this wave of mid-congenital vs. early congenital stage, the advantage is in me!

Did the old man on the other side come out with a sword?

It doesn't matter, I'll shoot!

Steady and steady, take him down in a hundred moves.

Yu Canghai used his best pine wind swordsmanship, a style of [pine wind like a surging], which caused the wind to be strong, and the strength of the pine and the speed of the wind.

"Ahh

It's a coincidence that the tip of his sword and the tip of the opposite direction collide together!

Look at me again [Pine Like a Dream], [Pine Sea Boundless], [Pine Jin Eternal]......

With six or seven swords in a row, the swords on both sides were actually opposite each other, and Yu Canghai couldn't taste right no matter how slow he was.

He used another [Myitaka with the Wind], and the sword in his hand was divided into seven sword lights, piercing the old man's seven key points.

This time, he was divided into three points to observe the opponent, but he saw that the opponent was also a sword wind seven sword lights, opposite to his own sword lights.

Simply, simply... It's almost like a mold carved out.

Yu Canghai's mind was taken by this discovery, and one of the seven sword lights collapsed, and the corresponding sword lights of the opponent also disintegrated.

Yu Canghai mechanically took out a few more swords, but the two of them still had similar moves, swords and swords facing each other, as if they were a mirror, and on the opposite side was another Yu Canghai in the mirror.

Although the person in front of him is more than eight feet tall, and he is less than five feet, the sword intent, the sword move, and even the habit when the sword is out are exactly the same, that is the Songfeng Sword Technique, which is his own Songfeng Sword Technique!

"Ahh~~~Ahhh~~Ahh No way! When pigs fly! ”

Yu Canghai couldn't accept this reality, and retreated, but the old man didn't pursue, allowing him to jump onto a tree and pose as a white crane with bright wings.

You can imitate my sword, can you still imitate my true qi?

Crane Nine Heavens Divine Skill, Twelve Successes, what do you imitate?

Yu Canghai roared on the tree, like a crane crying and a crane crying, and then used the unique luck method in the crane Jiuxiao Divine Skill, a sword to the dust!

It's [Pine Wind Like a Surge] again, but this time, in addition to the strength of the pine and the speed of the wind, there is also the agility of the crane, and the power has increased greatly.

The opponent is also a [pine wind like a thunder] opposite.

Once again, [Pine Wind Like a Wave] vs. [Pine Wind Like a Wave], the swords and swords are opposite, but Yu Canghai actually has a slower sword than the opponent this time!

What kind of demon is this?

Yu Canghai couldn't believe that he had fallen into a disadvantage.

The tenacity of the other party's pine, the swiftness of the wind, and the agility of the crane are more perfect than their own.

Is my swordsmanship an imitation? Otherwise, why can't I compare to the other party's Songfeng swordsmanship that I have practiced for thirty years?

(Wind clearing: Mistakes, mistakes!) Pushing too hard)

Yu Canghai lowered his sword and asked in disbelief:

"Could it be that you are the surviving predecessor of this sect twenty years ago?"

"What a brainstorm this is!" Feng Qingyang flatly refused, "I joined the Huashan faction at the age of seven, I was born a Huashan person, and I was buried in Huashan when I died." ”

Yu Canghai still didn't believe it, but no matter what, let's talk about it after the fight.

He stored his energy and used the most proud self-created sword [Pine Crane Resisting the Wind] in his life.

This time it's finally not the tip of the sword to the tip of the sword, Yu Canghai's sword that has been with him for several years is broken!

His [Pine Crane Resisting the Wind] sword evolved into fourteen changes, but was finally hit by the fifteenth change to hit the weakest point of the sword body.

……

It turns out that it's not a demon technique, but just a gap in swordsmanship? My swordsmanship, is it so bad?

Is it so bad that it can be imitated just by others at a glance, so bad that it will be defeated with 30 years of hard swordsmanship, and so bad that the most proud sword of your life will be learned and surpassed at a glance?

The broken sword in Yu Canghai's hand fell, but he didn't seem to notice it at all.

(The wind is blowing:

Actually, it's not that bad, I fought a lot of Songfeng swordsmanship when I was young! It's all too familiar!

In the end, it was not the fifteenth change that broke that sword, but the Dugu Nine Swords)

……

Yu Canghai's heart was broken, and the wind was clear and put on the bearing of a grandmaster, but in fact, he was happy in his heart.

It wasn't because he defeated Yu Canghai, he was better than many, many better swordsmen.

It's a sense of comfort that he hasn't had for a long time, which makes him regain the fun of sword fighting for a long time.

It's the feeling of beating a sword in front of a senior sister when you are fourteen years old!

Senior Brother Qinghao is right!

This kind of behavior really has a unique sense of excitement!

It's great to defeat your opponent with the swordsmanship that your opponent is best at and are most familiar with, and make your opponent's best swordsmanship more perfect and outstanding!!

Feng Qingyang has fallen in love with this feeling!

……

Yu Canghai knew that this kind of swordsmanship was by no means an ordinary innate, and the person in front of him should be a sword saint.

If he had known earlier, he would have fled without looking back. But that doesn't matter anymore......

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When he was nine years old, when he was juggling with his father, he saw a Qingcheng swordsman who used a three-style swordsmanship to imitate it from time to time.

When he was twelve years old, the short boy defeated three gangsters with those three-style swordsmanship and a willow branch, and was taken up the mountain by the Qingcheng swordsman.

When she was sixteen years old, she was accepted as a disciple by the head of the family because of her outstanding talent, and her senior sister smiled so sweetly.

At the age of twenty-two, the abandonment of the sword hall dominated Sichuan and Shu, Qingcheng Mountain was broken, and the fire burned all night. There are 618 disciples, and only one of them is reluctant.

At the age of twenty-four, he condensed his true qi, braved the heavy rain and ran back to the foot of Qingcheng Mountain and cried all night, wielding a knife without regrets.

Twenty-six years old, the peak of the day after tomorrow, east out of Sichuan and Shu. After 16 years, he did not dare to look west, but he was afraid of dreaming of the old man.

At the age of twenty-nine, he broke into the congenital and ran around for thirteen years to re-establish the Qingcheng Taoist system, but found nothing.

At the age of forty-two, the sword was broken here, and everything he learned in his life was broken. The scenery of Zhongnan Mountain is unique, and he is buried here, accompanied by a clear breeze and bright moon.

What a crippled and failed life!

……

Can... But I'm still not reconciled!

The fire on Qingcheng Mountain has been burning in his dream for 20 years; The night of the fire was a secret passage for the corpses of many of their fellow men to block and escape; There was a bluestone rock on the way down the mountain, and the head of the house stood there for half the night, bleeding all the time.

If you die here, no one will remember the face of the senior sister, the 617 people in Qingcheng Mountain, and the Qingcheng faction!

Inheriting the Qingcheng Taoist system, it is really a heavy six words!

Lord, you died lightly, and let me suffer in this purgatory for twenty years.

In the end, I didn't even dare to choose death!

If it is Yu Canghai's fate to die here...... I refuse!

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Yu Canghai was stunned for a long time after breaking the sword, and then suddenly laughed loudly, and then flew to the disciple's side and snatched two big bags.

It was the special fire oil he had prepared in order to perform his original "fire spitting skill" based on juggling, but he knew that the fire spitting skill was just a small insect carving skill before the real master!

But this time he didn't want to vomit fire, but drank up two large bags of more than ten catties of fire oil, and his face, which was originally half white and half black, also became black and white.

He just looked at the wind and said with a mad smile:

"Hah! Can you give me some more time? ”