"Are the three uncles of the Sword Sect here?" Gu Chuanxia stood under the gatehouse, Jiuyang Divine Skill was moved, and the aura of thousands of miles was felt, and his voice echoed for hundreds of miles. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Among the three of them, Cong Bu gave up, and his face changed slightly: "What a powerful internal strength, such a profound true qi cultivation." ”

Cheng Bu said coldly: "Which junior is in front of you, I don't know the reason, I know that we are your uncle, and you still don't call your master?" ”

The voice was sharp and piercing, like the sound of a sword cutting through steel, although it was not as shocking as the echo of the ancient legend of Fang Cai, but it did not have a kind of killing power. Those who are weaker in skill will not be able to tell the difference.

Gu Chuanxia said: "If the three of them come to drink tea and discuss with my master, they will naturally pass it on their behalf, but they will be menacing and have murderous intent on their faces." Obviously not here to eat, since it is an enemy, there is nothing to say. If you want to see my master, it's easy! Defeat me first. ”

After that, Gu Chuanxia was unceremonious and took the lead.

Time is pressing, and now on Mount Hua, in addition to Feng Qingyang, the only innate master is him. After defeating the Sword Sect, only the people of the Demon Sect and the Songshan Sect remained, and the probability of Feng Qingyang's attack was greatly increased.

The pure yang true qi was running rapidly in the body, and a mighty true qi filled the Rainbow Sword Blade, and the majestic aura around the turbulent true qi was also stirred at the same time.

"Just a junior, you dare to be presumptuous! Let Uncle Shi teach you what the teacher's love is today!" Cheng Buxian stabbed at the same time with a sword towards the ancient legend, and there was a mixed yuan flow on the blade of the sword, obviously he had cultivated the mixed yuan qi to an extremely high and profound realm, although he was a disciple of the Sword Sect, he did not let go of the cultivation of true qi, but attached more importance to it.

This sword is fierce and fierce, the disciples of the Sword Sect have already refined the way of the sword, and from the visual point of view, this sword of Cheng Buxian is better than the sword of the ancient legend.

A group of Huashan disciples led by Gu Chuanxia all exclaimed.

Cheng Bu is also a good face, this sword seems simple, but it is actually a fast sword that he has cultivated for many years, such a fast sword He has created a total of four moves, and each move has more than 100 changes, and it is extremely capable of changing rapidly.

The ancient legend of the hero's face did not change, as if he was controlled by a long sword, and he flew in an instant.

It's a very simple trick.

However, an extremely balanced and domineering sword intent was attached to it, and the vast and pure true qi was circulating.

A sword pointed directly at the flaw of the fast sword.

"Go!"

The sword in Cheng Buxian's hand was knocked away by a blow, and his palm was cut and blood flowed.

Gu Chuanxia still showed mercy to his subordinates, after all, Feng Qingyang was watching from the back mountain of Huashan, if he was really ruthless except for these few sword sect seedlings, he was afraid that Feng Qingyang would really not help.

"What? No way! I... I still have three swords!

Cheng Bu was worried and instantly distraught.

In order to refer to the sword, the qualitative and invisible sword is condensed with true qi, and the three swords come out at the same time, which is extremely fast and unpredictable. If you change to an ordinary person, you will definitely be confused, you can't see the truth and the falsehood, and you will be injured by the rapid sword qi.

However, these are not easy to do in front of the ancient legends.

A sword!

There is still only one sword, and Cheng Buwu's most proud three-move swordsmanship has also been broken.

"Impossible! You are just a disciple of the Qi Sect, how can you break the swordsmanship that I have been studying for more than ten years?" Cheng Bu was so worried that he had forgotten the purpose of coming.

Gu Chuanxia sighed in his heart, with such a psychological quality, it is no wonder that he and the two senior brothers have been working in the wilderness for more than ten years, and their right hands are about to become unicorn arms, and they are not Yue Buqun's opponents.

"Because what he uses is not the sword technique of the Qi Sect at all, or even the sword technique of my Huashan. He used Uncle Feng's Dugu Nine Swords! He was the ancient legend who was rumored to have been inherited by Uncle Feng. Feng Buping stepped forward and stared at Gu Chuanxia, his eyes full of jealousy and anger.

Cheng Bu said angrily: "Dugu Nine Swords, Dugu Nine Swords, Uncle Feng really doesn't know the reason, such a peerless sword technique is not passed on to me and other Sword Sect disciples, but it is passed on to a mere Qi Sect junior, and I am angry!"

"Senior Brother Cheng! Although he was still indignant in his heart, Feng Buping knew that he was on Huashan and competed for the dominance of Huashan, and the biggest hole card was the wind clear. Otherwise, they would not dare to cooperate with Songshan and the Demon Sect.

"Boy, you beat me with Uncle Feng's Dugu Nine Swords, I don't accept it!" Cheng Bu stared at Gu Chuanxia and shouted loudly.

Gu Chuanxia sneered: "If you don't accept it, you won't accept it, it's my business?

"Three senior uncles, what is the reason why you talk a lot of nonsense, but you don't fight or retreat? Do you really want to be a traitor to Huashan, watching Songshan and the people of the Demon Sect destroy my Huashan Dao system?" asked Gu Chuanxia coldly.

Cong Bu said: "Although he is a junior, what he said makes sense." The three of us are here to find your master and take back the position of the head of the family. If you can stop the three of me, we will retreat. If you can't stop it, please call your master out. ”

"Good!"

No more nonsense, Gu Chuanxia shot again.

The sword light flickered, and the rolling true qi poured out.

This time, Gu Chuanxia did not perform the mystery of the Dugu Nine Swords, but used the Sword Sect's peerless sword to kill the three immortal swords against the three Sword Sect members.

"Arrogance! He actually performed the Sword Sect's sword technique in front of our Sword Sect people. Feng Buping sneered.

"Do you know where the gap between the villain and the protagonist is?" replied to Gu Chuanxia, but on an irrelevant topic.

The difference is that the protagonist surrenders to the enemy with his mouth, but the villain dies from talking too much. It's not the main character, your nonsense is too much!"

"Fall!"

The sun was shining, and the three of them felt that there seemed to be a lot of hot smell in the air.

When the light stung their eyes, they could only see three vast sword lights falling from the sky in the blur, and then suppressed them fiercely.

Rumble!

It was as if the triple huge sword peaks fell vertically, and the three members of the Sword Sect were suppressed by the sword of the ancient legend.

The three friends of the Sword Sect were seriously injured.

"Tie up!" Gu Chuanxia gave an order, and many Huashan disciples pounced on him. The disciples of the Sword Sect wanted to step forward to snatch back the master, but they were shocked by the majesty of the ancient legend, and they did not dare to step forward.

Handing over the battlefield to many Huashan disciples, the ancient legend of the warrior sword light turned into a streamer and flew towards the southwest.

The battle in that direction should be the most tragic, brutal and stressful.

"Autumn Dao Chief!

At the foot of the southwest mountain, there is already a river of blood at this moment.

The disciples of the three sects and the ninth rank of the Demon Sect controlled poisonous insects, birds and beasts to constantly impact the camp of Huashan disciples. The defensive space of Huashan disciples was constantly compressed, and more and more Huashan disciples were seriously injured and died.

At this time, Qiu Daochang was also gnawed off by the poisonous insects, and only his left hand was left with a sword, and he was embarrassed to use his swordsmanship.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! Fight with these devils! When it runs out, it's a bunch of chickens and dogs, and we're at the mercy of us. It's no different from chopping vegetables. ”

"Phew! I didn't see you so good at pretending before! I saw your true face before I died. A big man at the outer gate of Huashan spat bloody saliva and said, his face was red, the muscles all over his body were bulging, the meridians thick with chopsticks were bulging, and he was constantly twitching, and blood was oozing out.