He Fu hid on the side and watched Ning Qingyu, the head of the Huashan faction, drive away the last three descendants of the Sword Sect, looking at this formation, he was silent, "Ning Qingyu is also desperate, Ning Qingyu definitely regrets it, he didn't kill them all, this is the Huashan faction's version of political correctness?"

He Fu, who had not been out of the palace for decades, came out of the palace again and came to Huashan, to find the wind Qingyang, and to meet Dugu Jiujian. When he opened a medical hall in Xiangyang, He Fu went to the sword mound and didn't see anything, he still had some resentment, he was busy in the palace and Zhu Houxi to govern the Ming Dynasty over the years, and almost didn't pay much attention to the rivers and lakes.

After the Huashan faction went through the firefight, the personnel were greatly reduced, and the house was vacant a lot, He Fuyi was bold and lived in the Huashan faction under Ning Qingyu's nose, and when he was hungry, he went to the kitchen to get something to eat, and when he was sleepy, he rested in the empty house, and waited for the wind to clear and return to the mountain, while Ning Qingyu, Yue Buqun, and Ning Zhong couldn't imagine that there were other people on Huashan.

In recent years, Feng Qingyang has been the first master of the Huashan faction, with excellent swordsmanship, and his reputation for using the sword into the gods is very loud in the rivers and lakes. He Fu, who had nothing to do and was bored, estimated Feng Qingyang's current reputation in the rivers and lakes and thought: "Feng Qingyang's current reputation in the rivers and lakes is still far from me back then, the name of the divine doctor is too loud, overshadowing my martial arts reputation back then, and now it is estimated that there is only the legend of the brother divine doctor on the rivers and lakes, and it is estimated that I will almost forget about it in the martial arts! Feng Qingyang is estimated to be still stupid blind date, the news of Huashan's rush, the news of the rivers and lakes has not yet spread, I came a little early!" Martial arts are high, and it is difficult to escape the calculation, although the Huashan faction Qi Sect wind can't beat Feng Qingyang, this time the calculation is successful, the knot is incomprehensible, and it is difficult for Feng Qingyang to go further in the future, it's a pity!"

The days passed quietly in such an unhurried manner, and the news of Huashan's rush also began to spread to the world under the impetus of some well-intentioned people.

In the city of Suzhou, Jiangnan, a delicate small courtyard decorated with joy was busy marrying relatives, and after hearing the news, he vomited blood with grief and anger on the spot. Feng Qingyang, as the number one master of Huashan, immediately understood that he was in a plan after hearing the news, and was deceived by the cooperation of the Qi Sect Sword Sect, he Feng Qingyang could stop them from fighting in Huashan in one day, and he was the first master of the Qi Sect Sword Sect in the eyes of the two groups of people who were fighting for power and profit, and the Qi Sect tricked the tiger away from the mountain, and the top management of the Sword Sect was also happy to see that he was not in the mountain. The undead Feng Qingyang forced the matchmaker with a sword, and after learning that he was about to take a prostitute, he instantly became angry, and the long sword in his hand danced wildly, and the newlywed furniture in the house was cut into waste by him, and the matchmaker was also frightened by the sword light in the courtyard and Feng Qingyang, who was angry and wanted to kill, and passed out directly.

On Huashan, Yue Buqun was entertaining fellow martial artists who came to mourn filial piety, Ning Zhong was assisting his senior brother to entertain fellow martial artists on the side, and Ning Qingyu, who was dressed in plain clothes in the mourning hall, sat there silently and accepted the comfort of fellow martial artists, "Festival mourning", "Take care", etc., fortunately, everyone came over and no one made trouble.

Hanging filial piety lasted for a month, no one came to hang filial piety, left and right on Huashan and waited for He Fu, who had not waited for the wind to be clear, had the mind to leave, and finally felt a sharp sword intent at the third watch in the evening, and quickly sent to Huashan from under Huashan, after the people approached Huashan, He Fu obviously felt the grief and killing intent on the people, and the wind was clear.

"Senior brother, you are back, senior brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Ning Qingyu was dressed in plain clothes, his face was calm, and he stood at the gate of the Huashan station, blocking the wind and preventing him from entering the gate of the Huashan station.

"Why?" asked the grieving and indignant Feng Qingyang, holding a sharp sword in his hand, his body was full of murderous intent.

"The battle of sword qi, the battle of Huashan for decades, the junior brother doesn't know?" Ning Qingyu asked rhetorically.

As soon as the words fell, he saw Feng Qingyang killing with a sword, and Ning Qingyu waved the long sword in his hand to block it, and the two started a fight at the gate of the Huashan faction. The wind is clear and the sword is like an evil wind, the human sword is one, the killing intent is like a tide, and the sword light is like a raging wind, rushing straight to Ning Qingyu. Ning Qingyu stood in place, moving in a circle, the long sword and sword light in his hand scattered everywhere and defended tightly, his calm face was covered with purple qi. Every time Feng Qingyang kills, he is blocked by Ning Qingyu, and he controls the qi and counterattacks, not only does Feng Qingyang have no effect, but Feng Qingyang also needs to use internal qi to counterattack to defend Ning Qingyu's internal strength to hurt himself. In the hands of Ning Qingyu, the Huashan swordsmanship used the calmness of Huashan Mountain, which is dangerous, steep, strange, and beautiful like a mountain, just like the Huashan under his feet, standing on the earth for 10,000 years, and the wind and rain are still the same; After three hundred rounds, Ning Qingyu's face flashed purple from time to time, his breath began to be unstable, the injury of the rush recurred, and the sword in his hand began to show signs of instability.

"Dugu Nine Swords, junior brother still doesn't leave flaws like this, the result of the sword qi battle has been decided, Qi Sect wins, now there is only the Huashan faction of the Qi Sect in Huashan, does the junior brother want to take away my position as the head of the family?" Ning Qingyu didn't care about the sword inserted in his chest at all, and still asked with a calm face.

Feng Qingyang's anger had disappeared, his killing intent had been hidden, looking at the long sword in his hand piercing Ning Qingyu's body, his mind was tumbling with the current situation of the Huashan faction and the faces of the senior brothers in Huashan in the past, his face was ugly, and he changed color several times: "Hmph, a group of extremely shameless villains of the Qi Sect" put away the sword, turned his head and went down Huashan with a gust of wind.

Ning Qingyu stretched out his hand to seal the wound qi and blood, stood at the gate of the Huashan faction, watched Feng Qingyang go down to Huashan and disappeared, his face changed a few times, and slowly regained his calm.

"Dad, Dad..."Ning Zhong ran out of the house crying, followed by Yue Buqun, who was anxiously worried, the movement of the fight just now still alarmed the two, but they stayed in the courtyard and did not come out. Ning Zhong carefully supported his father, Yue Buqun picked up his master's sword, and as soon as he entered the inner courtyard, Ning Qingyu spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted to the ground, leaving Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong to exclaim and be busy.

He Fu looked at Ning Qingyu who was unconscious, and did not show up, but quietly chased Feng Qingyang down the mountain. The innate realm allows his soul to sense the place where the wind is clear from a distance of several miles, and it can be said that now He Fu wants to track down a person, as long as he is targeted, no one can escape.

The current Ning Qingyu's internal qi cultivation has not entered the realm of the Great Zhou Heaven and the Heavens after tomorrow, and he is still polishing the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, Feng Qingyang's internal cultivation is not as good as Ning Qingyu, He Fu has lived in Huashan for so long, Ning Qingyu has not found it at all, and Feng Qingyang naturally does not know that he is following people.