Huashan, think about the cliff.

A blue-robed figure floated down like a big bird, standing in front of the cliff, standing with his hands in his hands, his long white beard fluttering in the wind. There was also a ghostly figure chasing after him, and after a moment, he stayed behind the blue-robed figure.

"The junior has seen Uncle Feng!"

Ning Que bowed.

The blue-robed figure slowly turned around, but it was an old man with a depressed expression and a face like gold paper.

"You know me!"

Feng Qingyang looked at this person's back seriously, and his heart was very complicated.

Since his seclusion, he has been secretly watching Huashan.

watched this junior become the head of Huashan and live a difficult life.

I thought that this generation of Huashan leaders was just a person with a deep city government and impure thoughts, and it was difficult to lead the Huashan faction to rise again.

But I didn't expect that this junior would undergo earth-shaking changes in just three years.

Not only has his own martial arts soared rapidly, but he also has the honorific titles of the first person in the rivers and lakes, Huashan Sword God, etc., but also reformed the Huashan system so that Huashan has faintly had the potential to compete with Shaolin and Wudang in just three years.

There is no doubt that the momentum of the Huashan faction today has long surpassed that of the Huashan faction before the sword qi split.

"You have developed the Huashan faction well in the past few years. I heard that you are known as the Sword God of Huashan, and today the old man will come to measure whether you can afford this title. ”

Feng Qingyang said lightly, and suddenly took out an iron sword.

"The younger generation has long wanted to see Uncle Feng, your Dugu Nine Swords!"

Ning Que's eyes flashed, and with a snort, he also drew his sword.

Thinking about the cliff, the mountain wind is fierce, and a few green leaves are flying in the wind.

Suddenly, the wind cleared and moved, and as soon as he raised his iron sword, a fan-shaped sword shadow appeared in the void, and one after another sword shadows were disappearing, and new sword shadows were being generated, as if playing slow motion.

The white sword qi was raging, like a fog covering the Yangtze River, the mountain wind was torn, the flying green leaves were crushed, and the sword shadow that filled the entire field of vision shrouded Ning Que.

Ning Que moved in an instant, he stabbed out with a sword of lightning, like a ghost sweeping through the air, his figure stopped in place, but a new figure flew out of his body, stabbing straight with his sword.

Boom!

The long swords clashed, and the agitated sound of swords resounded through the Siguo Cliff, and the strong air flow generated by the exchange cut dense sword marks on the top of the Siguo Cliff, and the nearby boulders and plants were crushed one after another.

After the first meeting, more intensive encounters followed.

Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship is exquisite, which makes people marvel, only to see his figure turning, the long sword swings at will, and it brings up countless sword shadows of life and death, and the overwhelming sword shadows fill the top of the entire Siguo cliff.

Ning Que's swordsmanship was different from Feng Qingyang's, every time he stabbed out with his sword, he gave birth to a figure that was difficult to distinguish between true and fake, and one after another the figure held a sword against a piece of fan-shaped sword shadow.

Boom!

Boom!

Qiang Qiang ......

The sound of the stormy collision resounded throughout Huashan, and the sky above the Siguo Cliff was filled with overwhelming sword shadows and flickering figures.

The frenzied sword qi slashed at the Siguo Cliff with a thousand swords, and all the flowers and trees on the Siguo Cliff were all shattered, and the debris in the sky was flying.

The people of the Huashan faction were alarmed, and Ning Zhong led the people of Huashan to the top of the Siguo Cliff and saw the shocking confrontation scene.

Whether it was the fan-shaped sword shadows that shrouded the top of the entire mountain cliff, or the sword-wielding figures that filled every corner, they were all incomprehensible existences.

Ning Zhong's reaction was normal, after all, she had already seen Ning Que slash down the top of the pagoda with a sword in Shaolin Temple.

But Yue Lingshan, Shi Daizi, Gao Genming, Tao Jun, Ying Bailuo, Shu Qi and the other disciples of Huashan were a little dumbfounded. For the first time, they had also witnessed a confrontation that was close to immortal magic.

"Junior, be careful, old man, I'm going to do my best!"

Recipe for everything!

Sword-breaking pose!

Knife breaking!

Broken Gun Style!

Whip Breaker!

Breaking the rope!

Palm-breaking!

Arrow-breaking!

Burst!

The power of Dugu Jiujian on Feng Qingyang's body and the power shown in Ling Hu Chong's hands are completely the same heaven and one earth.

Feng Qingyang has already mastered the essence of Dugu Nine Swords. Dugu Nine Swords was originally a sword technique that used static braking, the last strike to come, and specifically attacked the enemy's flaws.

Each style of the Dugu Nine Swords was originally only for one situation, such as the case of the broken arrow style for the bow and arrow.

However, the Dugu Nine Sword in Feng Qingyang's hand has long exceeded the original barrier, not only can it brake with static, but also control static with movement, take the initiative to attack, force the enemy to show its flaws, and break it with one blow.

Moreover, each style of Dugu Nine Swords, Feng Qingyang can be used flexibly, and it is no longer confined to one situation.

At this moment, Feng Qingyang used all his strength to use the Dugu Nine Swords, and a scene similar to the return of ten thousand swords appeared in the void, and layer after layer of sword shadows appeared behind him, and then ten thousand arrows swept Ning Que in unison.

is just one person, and there is a kind of momentum of thousands of troops.

This is already an all-round strangulation without dead ends, and there is no need to pay attention to any flaws at all.

"Dugu Nine Swords is really extraordinary!"

Ning Que smiled calmly, the whole person shook slightly, one turned into two, then two turned into four, four turned into eight, and eight turned into sixteen...... In an instant, the ground and sky of the cliff were full of him.

Qiang Qiang Qiang ......

Extremely dense and continuous clashing sounds, and there was a splash of sparks in the void caused by the impact of a canopy, like thousands of trees and pear blossoms, and the scene was extremely gorgeous.

But the people of Huashan had no intention of appreciating the gorgeous scene, they retreated again and again with bloodless faces, the confrontation in front of them was too afraid, the crazy air flow generated by the confrontation was simply capable of strangling everything, and they had to stay away.

A quarter of an hour!

Two quarters of an hour!

Three quarters of an hour!

......

Thinking about the cliff, a sword clash that crowned the rivers and lakes lasted for a long time, and a spark flying like fireworks illuminated the night into day.

Then, after a long battle, neither side could help the other.

The wind was clear and unleashed the sword qi that spread all over the mountains, but Ning Que turned into an endless figure to resist. The essence of Dugu Nine Swords and the Sword Technique of Warding Off Evil was vividly displayed by the two.

One is skillful, and the other is fast as a ghost!

In the end, no one can help anyone!

Suddenly, as soon as the wind cleared the iron sword, the shadow of the sword disappeared in the sky.

Seeing this, Ning Que also stopped urging the evil sword technique, and the figures gradually blurred until they disappeared.

"Junior, I heard that you have comprehended the sword intent that has been lost in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, why don't you use it? Do you look down on me as an old man?"

Feng Qingyang stared at Ning Que with burning eyes and said.

Ning Que smiled: "Since Uncle Feng wants to see it, the younger generation will be ugly." ”

A blue hazy sword shadow suddenly appeared behind Ning Que.

Swish!

The blue hazy sword shadow suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, the top of a sharp cliff hundreds of meters away from the cliff suddenly broke off and slid into the abyss below, and the sound echoed for a long time.

"Shhh

Everyone in Huashan looked at the sliding cliff and gasped.

They didn't see how Ning Que made a move, but they had heard the rumor that Ning Que had cut down the top of the tower in the air, so they knew that the cliff in front of them must have been cut by Ning Que.

It's just that I've heard about it...... After seeing it with my own eyes, I still felt too shocked.

This kind of great power surpasses their knowledge of martial arts.

Feng Qingyang's face was clear, and a blood stain appeared, and he turned to look at the cliff that had fallen, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of everyone in Huashan.

He had always thought that he had almost reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and that he had no way to advance.

At this moment, after witnessing Ning Que slashing the cliff in an instant, he knew that above the swordsmanship, there was a new world.

"Excellent! You're good!"

Feng Qingyang turned around again, stared at Ning Que deeply, and sighed with relief, and then performed light skills, leaping towards the cliff behind Siguo Cliff, and his figure gradually disappeared.

"I have defeated the wind and clear! I have only one opponent in this Jianghu, and the next one will be you-Dongfang is undefeated! However, before I can fight you, I still need to solve Songshan. ”

Ning Que didn't care about Feng Qingyang's departure, he stood on the cliff, first glanced in the direction of the Black Wood Cliff, and then turned his gaze to the direction of Songshan Mountain.