Murong Fu took advantage of the situation to pull the sword qi back, just slashing it from Feng Qingyang's arm, it seemed that they were all gone, but in fact, Murong Fu's speed was half a minute faster, if Feng Qingyang didn't stop, it must be Murong Fu who cut his hand first, and his lower abdomen would not be hurt much.

Feng Qingyang obviously expected this, and immediately stopped decisively.

All this is a long story, in fact, from the beginning of the start to the present, it is only a breath or two of time, but the second daughter of the wind is frightened, these tricks are really dangerous, and the tricks are all tricks to take people's lives.

"Isn't there any deep hatred between these two people?" Hong Qigong muttered, "Why are you so angry as soon as you make a move?"

As for Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi, because their skills were too shallow, they didn't see the moves of the two clearly, but they saw the white light flickering between the two, and the fierce sword qi spread out to the surroundings, and they were full of admiration in their hearts.

Compared with the second daughter of Tingfeng, Murong Fu's swordsmanship attainments are more profound, especially he also knows Dugu Jiujian's way of breaking moves, so he is not very restrained in fighting, and his moves are never according to common sense, they are all random slashes and stabs, and there is no law at all.

Feng Qingyang was suspicious in his heart, Murong Fu's sword moves seemed to be chaotic, but they had the charm of "no moves", could it be that the other party had reached the realm of "no moves" at a young age?

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed, but the feet of the two never left the same place, and both sides were rarely able to make a complete move, and they were both broken by the other party halfway.

Despite this, this battle is also the battle with the most dangers encountered since Murong returned to the mountain, and the moves are all the same way of playing.

Originally, Murong Fu's swordsmanship alone was far inferior to Feng Qingyang, but he relied on the Six-Vein Divine Sword and watched the Wuyue Sword and its cracking moves in the Siguo Cliff Secret Cave before, and his comprehension of the breaking moves was deepened, and for a while, he was on par with Feng Qingyang.

"Good boy, who taught you your swordsmanship?" Feng Qingyang suddenly retreated, looked at Murong Fu with a puzzled face and asked.

Murong Fu laughed, "I didn't expect that the juniors' swordsmanship could also enter the eyes of the seniors, speaking of which, the kid's swordsmanship has to be passed on to the seniors!"

Feng Qingyang was stunned, "Nonsense, when did the old man teach you swordsmanship!"

Murong Fu sighed with a complicated face, he easily comprehended the mystery of the Dugu Nine Swords with the memory of later generations, and after calculating it, it was indeed passed down from Feng Qingyang's hands, but naturally he couldn't say this, and smiled slightly, "The seniors should have passed on the martial arts of a Huashan disciple, and the juniors have fought with him and comprehended it from his swordsmanship!"

Feng Qingyang's eyes froze slightly, "You mean Linghu Boy?"

"That's right, it's Brother Linghu!"

Feng Qingyang stroked his white beard under his chin, "In this case, it can be regarded as a son's chance, and he is extremely talented!"

He didn't doubt what Murong Fu said, after all, when he reached this realm, it was not impossible to see through the essence of the enemy's moves when facing the enemy, so as to steal learning, of course, this is also when the opponent's martial arts are too low.

Feng Qingyang thought so in his heart.

Murong Fu had long been tired of hearing such words as being talented, and immediately said with a blushing face and a heartbeat: "I don't dare to be, I have to thank my seniors, but unfortunately, I heard that Brother Linghu has been expelled from the Huashan faction!"

"Oh, why is that?" said the wind in surprise.

Murong Fu pondered for a moment and said: "It is said that after he went out of the Siguo Cliff, his swordsmanship has improved greatly, and he can't tell the source of his swordsmanship, so he was treated by Yue Buqun as a member of the Demon Sect!"

Feng Qingyang has so much experience, just based on Murong Fu's few words, he guessed seven or eight points, his eyes widened angrily, and his hair was flying, "Yue Buqun is really a waste, he can't be a disciple, such a good seedling is still driven down the mountain, it's really angry old man!"

These words were very loud, and the people on the peak heard them clearly.

Hong Qigong was silent, Yue Lingshan was puzzled, he didn't understand why he was fighting well one moment, but the next moment he was scolding his father, but the person in front of him was a patriarch-level figure of the Huashan Sect, and he didn't dare to say anything for a while.

Murong replied to him, "Speaking of which, I don't want to blame you, senior!"

Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, "I didn't chase him down the mountain, what do you blame me?"

"If you don't want people to do some mystery, and you don't allow him to tell the source of the swordsmanship, how can it make people estranged from their masters and apprentices. ”

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, "Hmph, if you want me to say that Yue Buqun is narrow-minded at all, or jealous, it has nothing to do with knowing the source of the sword technique!"

"You are talking nonsense, my father has adhered to the way of gentleman chivalry all his life, and people in the martial arts are called 'gentleman's sword', how can it be as unbearable as you say, although you are Uncle Taishi, but you ...... You can't call my dad like that!" But Yue Lingshan couldn't help it, and suddenly jumped forward and argued in a coquettish voice.

On the side, Lin Ping's heart jumped, and he hurriedly came over and pulled the corner of Yue Lingshan's clothes, and called out in a low voice, "Senior sister."

But Yue Lingshan didn't pay attention to it at all, just looked at the wind Qingyang without humility or arrogance.

Feng Qingyang was not angry, his eyes narrowed slightly, he stared at Yue Lingshan for a while, and suddenly chuckled, "Hehe, are you Yue Buqun's daughter?"

"Yes!"

"Since you know that the old man is your uncle, then Yue Buqun is also the younger generation of the old man, what's wrong with the old man counting down?"

"This ...... This ......" Yue Lingshan was speechless, she was just not angry for a while, and instinctively spoke out to defend her father, but after being reminded by the breeze, she suddenly remembered that Uncle Tai was her father's elder, not to mention just scolding a few words, even if it was beaten, there seemed to be nothing wrong with beating her.

Feng Qingyang didn't know what he thought, shook his head and sighed, and finally waved his hand and said: "That's it, that Ling Fox Boy is not a person who can stand the restraints in his bones, and it is not bad to let him go outside for a while, let Yue Buqun regret it in the future!"

Yue Lingshan stuck out her little tongue and bowed, "The little woman was impulsive and bumped into Uncle Taishi, please punish Uncle Taishi!"

Feng Qingyang didn't even look at her, "You go to the side to play, the old man has to compete with the sword!"

Lin Ping's heart was relieved, he confessed, pulled up Yue Lingshan's sleeves and retreated far away.

Feng Qingyang looked at Murong Fu, "Boy, let's do it again!"

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Didn't the seniors say that they only wanted to comprehend the Six-Vein Divine Sword, and the younger generations have already used it several times, it's almost!"

"According to the old man's observation, your six-vein divine sword should not have been practiced to the fullest!" Feng Qingyang put his hands behind his back and said with a little deep meaning.

Murong Fu's heart moved, and he bowed, "Please also ask your seniors to teach you!"

Feng Qingyang shook his head, "The old man of the Six-Vein Divine Sword is also the first time I have seen it, I don't dare to give teaching, I just have the right to exchange one or two!"

"Senior, please speak!"

"Do you know what sword intent is?"

Murong Fu pondered for a long time, "As far as the younger generation knows, sword intent is a kind of will condensed by the cultivation of sword dao to the depths, and when it is fused with internal force, it can form sword qi and hurt people invisibly!"

Feng Qingyang nodded, "Yes, but many people in the martial arts can emit sword qi without comprehending sword intent, do you know why?"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, the people on the rivers and lakes, but if their internal strength is deep enough to reach a certain level, they can point to the sword technique, and they can emit sword qi, they really didn't think about this problem before, but now that they mention it, it seems that there is really some reason for it.

"Why the hell?" After thinking for a while, Murong Fu couldn't figure out the key to it, so he couldn't help but shake his head, "The younger generation doesn't know. ”

"That's because they're using a foreign object!"

"Foreign objects?" Murong Fu muttered, his eyes suddenly lit up, "The senior is talking about the sword?"

Feng Qingyang nodded, "Yes, the sword originally contains sword intent, as long as the internal strength is profound, after the long sword is urged, it is easy to emit sword qi." ”

"But the power of such a sword qi is naturally limited, a real kendo master, not allowed to use any blade to emit an invisible sword aura, extremely powerful, indestructible, injuring the enemy a few zhang away, this is the supreme realm of kendo, 'no sword'. ”

Murong Fu nodded thoughtfully, even he, without using the Six-Vein Divine Sword, could not emit sword qi, and there was a feeling of unhappiness in his heart.

I only heard Feng Qingyang continue: "As far as the old man knows, Dacheng's six-vein divine sword is formless and colorless, silent, opening gold and cracking stones, and sharpening iron like mud, but your six-vein divine sword, you don't need the old man to say it, it is colorful, colorful, and colorful, and the voice is surprisingly loud, and it is obviously not yet completed." ”

Murong Fu smiled, "The junior has limited qualifications, and he can only cultivate to this extent at present!"

Feng Qingyang sighed slightly, "Speaking of which, this six-vein divine sword can also be regarded as a shortcut to the way of the sword, I think Duan Siping's sword path cultivation that created this magic skill back then must have been extremely deep." ”

The look of doubt in Murong Fu's eyes flashed, "Please also ask the seniors to solve their doubts!"

"The Six-Vein Divine Sword is precisely using a specific internal force to operate in a way that generates invisible sword qi, allowing cultivators to skip the stage of comprehending sword intent, no wonder that after so many years, except for Duan Siping back then, no one has ever refined this divine skill!"

"According to the old man's guess, if you want to practice this magic skill, in addition to deep internal strength, you must also be able to comprehend the sword intent, otherwise, no matter how deep the internal strength is, you can only practice it to a small success. ”

Murong was very cheerful when he re-ascended, this six-vein divine sword has been cultivated for many years, but since he cultivated Xiaocheng, he has not advanced an inch at all, but Rao is like this, and it can be regarded as the most powerful martial art in his hands.

In fact, it is also because Murong Fu's internal strength is pure and profound, and he forcibly increased the power of the Six-Vein Divine Sword, if it were someone else, even if he cultivated the Six-Vein Divine Sword to Xiaocheng, he would not have such power.