On the eastern peak of Huashan Mountain, two figures flashed, a vertical is several zhang, the figure in front is full of white hair, but it is half a minute faster than the young man behind, if there is a woodcutter and medicine farmer, I am afraid that I will think that I have met the old fairy in Huashan!

This is not who else Feng Qingyang and Li Ang can be, the two of them have been chasing and dodging for a long time, Feng Qingyang is old and weak in the end, even if the internal force is profound, he is also a little exhausted at the moment, and his speed has slowed down.

"Uncle Feng, you're tired!" Li Ang saw a slight sweat on his forehead, and when he saw that the wind was clear, he finally rested on a stone pillar and said with a smile, "You are really old and strong, I almost lost it several times!"

Feng Qingyang's face was flushed, but he smiled bitterly: "The body bones are not as good as when you were young, they are far worse than you, what do you want!"

Li Ang said with a smile: "Of course, I want you to go back and enjoy your old age in peace, otherwise people will know that our predecessors of the Huashan faction are in the mountains and forests all day long, and if it is spread out, the government will have to say that we abuse the elderly!"

Feng Qingyang had no choice but to say: "I have already sworn that I will not do anything with anyone again, so what's the use of asking me to go back?"

Li Ang said with a straight face: "Uncle Feng, although the battle between our Huashan faction's qi sword was secret, but the good hands in the sect died and left, and the strength of the Huashan faction was greatly reduced, this is true after all, it is true that only Senior Brother Yue and Senior Sister Ning were left at that time, it was the most difficult moment for the Huashan faction, but at that time, no one took advantage of the danger of others to destroy our Huashan faction, but let Senior Brother Yue practice martial arts and swordsmanship in Huashan to protect the inheritance of the Huashan faction, Uncle Feng, do you dare to say that you didn't secretly help at that time?"

Feng Qingyang lowered his head slightly to reveal an inexplicable look, and sighed: "This is due to the number of days, I can't let go of Huashan after all!"

Seeing that the wind was clear, Li Ang was a little moved, so he hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, and stepped up: "Uncle Feng, we don't plan to ask you to be our Huashan thug, but you have also seen that Senior Brother Yue is dealing with the important affairs of the sect alone, and he has to practice martial arts and swordsmanship, and it is inevitable that there will be some omissions in the teaching of martial arts for his disciples, can you bear to see these good seedlings being wasted?"

"This ........" Feng Qingyang muttered for a moment, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Li Ang knew that it was Feng Qingyang's heart that had not ended, and hurriedly continued: "Uncle Feng, didn't I say it before, I also looked for you for a private matter of my master, he said, the most sorry thing in his life is the ancestors of Huashan, the qi sword dispute made the Huashan faction Qinghuang almost cut off the inheritance, and then it was a trick to let you leave Huashan at a critical juncture, and there has been no news of you since then, presumably you are extremely sad, and the most regretful is that you can't say sorry to you in person, I hope to get your forgiveness." ”

"What happened back then........." After listening to Li Ang's words, Feng Qingyang's brows suddenly tightened, and his face changed greatly, "Are they harming me?"

Li Ang was startled, and sensed the killing intent from Feng Qingyang's body, and said in his heart, "What's the situation, didn't Feng Qingyang know that he was deceived and framed, why are you so excited?"

But he could only bite the bullet and say, "That's true, my master......... Uncle Fengshi...... You!"

Li Ang turned to one side to avoid Feng Qingyang's powerful palm, and was about to speak, but Feng Qingyang was unforgiving, and took a big step forward and slapped it again.

Li Ang saw Feng Qingyang's anger surging, and he was afraid that it would be useless for him to say anything at the moment, so he could only hold on to this round of offensive first, and wait for him to calm down.

Li Ang and Feng Qingyang are recruited in this wood, although Feng Qingyang is not young, but the internal strength is indeed deep, Li Ang and he have recruited a few times to know that his decades of skill are still above himself, I am afraid that he has opened up the second vein of Ren Du, and it is only one step away from the innate realm that penetrates the heaven and earth, according to the realm of the main world, it is the acquired ninefold, which is two times higher than his current acquired sevenfold.

If it weren't for Feng Qingyang's old age and lack of strength, and Li Ang was blessed with the power of the tiger and wolf in "Thirteen Kinds of Visualizations", and he was afraid that he would have been seriously injured by Feng Qingyang in these few blows, Rao is so, Li Ang now also feels a faint pain in his chest, this is the first time he has felt injured since he came to laugh and laugh.

After fighting for a while, Feng Qingyang seemed to realize that there was no way to cause any damage to Li Ang, so he gently jumped away and broke a bamboo branch, and shouted: "It's not difficult for you, you and I have a competition, if you can make me take a step back, I will let you go, and the matter of the year will not be pursued!"

Li Ang was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly said, "What Uncle Feng said is true?"

Feng Qingyang's face was cold, and the sword aura around him was high, obviously it was just a bamboo branch, but it was better than thousands of sharp swords.

The joy on Li Ang's face immediately dissipated, and his eyes were full of solemnity, if it was said that the wind was clear just now, it was only a deep internal force, but at this moment, the bamboo branch was in his hand, but the threat level was rising in a straight line, especially the overflowing sword intent, which gave Li Ang a strong sense of crisis.

"It is worthy of being the descendant of Dugu Nine Swords, this is probably the strongest enemy I have ever faced!" Li Ang was vigilant, and at the moment he ran "Thirteen Kinds of Visualizations" to the extreme, and there was a hidden luster on his skin, but in the face of a supreme master like Feng Qingyang, he still couldn't be underestimated.

Li Ang raised his hand and folded a bamboo branch, and said with a straight face: "In this case, Uncle Shi, please show mercy to your subordinates, I am offended!"

After that, he actually rushed to attack and stab Feng Qingyang, Feng Qingyang's eyes had actually calmed down, and he had only heard Li Ang say that he had been killed for half his life, and his heart was angry, but now he has eased up.

Most of his life has passed, and seeing that Huashan finally has a glimmer of prosperity, is it because of the old things of the past that he still wants to stifle the hope of this new life? Compared with the rise and fall of Huashan, his own personal honor and disgrace are not enough to worry about, but he can't take this junior, but at this moment he is arrogant in his heart and wants to prove his strength.

Seeing that Li Ang actually rushed to attack, Feng Qingyang just smiled, and stabbed Li Ang's wrist with a move, if he succeeded, Li Ang's natural bamboo branch fell and lost half a move, Li Ang hurriedly swung his sword to change his move, Feng Qingyang was still a stab, forcing Li Ang to retreat again and again.

After a few times, Li Ang was depressed in his heart, just because the swordsmanship of the wind was really sharp, and his sword moves had been broken every time he was halfway through, and the moves could not be used, as if a punch hit the air, not to mention how uncomfortable it was, at this moment he knew that the so-called Dugu Nine Swords broke the world's martial arts, and what he said was true, fortunately, he had gone through several worlds, and his martial arts were quite complicated, and he was not afraid of having no back-up moves at the moment.

"Smack!"

Li Ang's fingers shook, but the bamboo branch in his hand had been knocked down by Feng Qingyang, seeing Li Ang's slightly lost consciousness, Feng Qingyang frowned, and stepped forward with another sword, and at this moment the two fought without killing intent.

Li Ang hurriedly used the mixed yuan palm to fight back, but two or three times were beaten in a hurry, Feng Qingyang shook his head slightly when he saw this, and the bamboo branch in his hand was pointed out again and again, Li Ang only felt that this was the most embarrassing battle in his life, no matter what kung fu he used, Feng Qingyang could test the depth of three moves and two styles, and then quickly find out the flaw, it was true that the father beat his son, and he had no power to fight back.

But Feng Qingyang doesn't use strength, just cracks the moves, speaking of which, if Li Ang fights hard against the indestructible golden body, it's not that he doesn't have to fight, but when he hits here, Li Ang is also holding back the fire in his heart, is it possible that he has an artifact like a martial arts book, shuttling through several planes, can't he fight Feng Qingyang, an old man who can only fight Dugu Nine Swords?

Just do it, don't you know how to Dugu Nine Swords? Break all the martial arts in the world, I will take out the martial arts of other worlds, I will see if you can break it!

Li Ang was also secretly ruthless in his heart, and took out all the energy to seriously use all the martial arts he knew, even including some strange moves of the Black Tiger Gang in the main world, anyway, the atmosphere at the moment has become a "friendly" competition, that is, to see who is soft first, Li Ang relied on his own strength, and exchanged one set of martial arts for another.

"Puff...."

Leon was knocked to the ground again, covered in dirt and dust, and he was embarrassed.

Feng Qingyang was also panting, and his feet were weak, this Li Ang said that he had been beaten down more than fifty times, but every time he stood up as if he was nothing, and he never mentioned the matter of admitting defeat, just an expression of I want to drag you down, so that Feng Qingyang had an illusion that he would really be consumed to death by him.

And this kid's martial arts are really miscellaneous, in addition to Huashan's martial arts, Li Ang has used at least sixty or seventy different kinds of kung fu, and they are all practiced well, not to mention the perfection, but it can be regarded as entering the house, combined with Li Ang's age, Feng Qingyang doesn't know whether to admire him for learning from hundreds of schools or scolding him for being miscellaneous and not refined.

Just as Feng Qingyang was about to say that it would be the end of the matter, Li Ang suddenly rolled on the spot, broke a branch on the ground and rolled towards him.

The wind is clear, his complexion changes, he is single or the bamboo branch points to Li Ang's wrist, but there is a huge disparity between the height and the bamboo branch, and the bamboo branch will not reach it, the wind is clear and the bamboo branch hit the branch in Li Ang's hand, and shouted: "What do you look like rolling around on the ground, don't hurry up, I won't hold you accountable if you admit defeat!"

Li Ang smiled sullenly and said, "Uncle Tai, you don't know, this is a set of rolling martial arts, that is, rolling on the ground, Uncle be careful!"

But it was Li Ang who suddenly remembered the "Rolling Ground Knife Technique" in the Lu Ding Ji, since Feng Qingyang only needs to force him to take a step back, this trick has a miraculous effect, Li Ang moves to the next three ways of the wind Qingyang, and the whole person shrinks to the ground after all, so that the exhausted Feng Qingyang takes a step back.

Li Ang hurriedly stood up, didn't have time to pat the dirt on his body, and said happily: "Uncle Shi, it's the disciple who won!"

Feng Qingyang just shook his head and sighed: "Old, old, useless, if I am ten years younger, even if you have thousands of strange tricks, I will also break it for you with a sword!!"

Li Ang hurriedly said: "It's the disciple's trick, otherwise I would have been beaten by you, uncle, and I'm shameless." ”

Feng Qingyang shook his head and smiled freely, and said: "Losing is losing, winning is winning, there's nothing to be ashamed of, but, do you know, what is your biggest flaw?"

Li Ang was stunned for a moment, pointed to his nose in confusion and said, "What kind of defect am I?"