Feng Qingyang's strength made Zhang Yuanba very jealous in his heart, you must know that his cultivation is a big realm higher than Feng Qingyang, and under this gap, he was actually suppressed by Feng Qingyang.

Zhang Yuanba could feel that Feng Qingyang's sword strength was completely inferior to him, but his swordsmanship cultivation was very amazing, his swordsmanship was superb, his eyesight was amazing, and every step of his own was calculated by him steadily, which led to him being completely taken away by Feng Qingyang, faintly suppressing him.

In an instant, Zhang Yuanba made a decision in his heart, and immediately waved the double hammer, whirred a few times, and swung it out in the blink of an eye, and the sneering voice exploded, which made people inevitably stunned. I saw four dark blue electric hammer qi rushing in, like a thunderbolt, rushing straight towards the wind Qingyang, and then, Zhang Yuanba's blue power grid around him appeared, in which the arc beat wildly, and they rushed to the double hammer in his hand.

The onlookers saw that their scalps were numb for a while, and their hearts were lifted again, seeing that Zhang Yuanba's posture was to release a real killing move and fight to the death!

"Thunder Burst Hammer!"

Suddenly whispered, Zhang Yuanba seemed to be a human hammer in one, one person and two hammers turned into dazzling and fierce lightning, a huge violent and domineering aura came out of his body, and rushed forward like a mad cow, extremely fast, the last to come, catch up with the previous four groups of electric hammer qi, straight to the wind Qingyang!

Then Feng Qingyang still stood calmly in place, looking at Zhang Yuanba who was rushing towards him lightly, pointing obliquely at the ground with the sword in his right hand, and swinging the dragon sword as usual, the whole person also rushed towards Zhang Yuanba with the sword at the same time, such a bland sword made the purple-clothed old man in the attic widen his eyes violently, and exclaimed: "It's not good, this son is going to kill Zhang Yuanba here!"

"Ahh

Now that I heard the voice of the old man in purple, I just woke up from a dream, and it was too late to stop it!

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"Hahaha, the wind is clear, I'm stupid by Lao Tzu's trick, today next year is your death day!" Zhang Yuanba saw Feng Qingyang standing in place stupidly, and rushed towards him with an ordinary sword, but as he was getting closer and closer to Feng Qingyang, he discovered the change of the sword in Feng Qingyang's hand, and countless wind and clouds swept from outside, quickly wrapped around the dragon sword, and the wind and clouds swept on the sword more and more, gradually forming a substance, expanding and shattering, Zhang Yuanba smelled the breath of death from the sword, and wanted to retract the hammer to resist, but it was too late, only to see Feng Qingyang's one person and one sword suddenly increased in speed, like a flash of lightning, towards Zhang Yuanba to kill。

"No!" Zhang Yuanba's eyes were split, and his face was sweating profusely.

Suddenly, the wind Qingyang has arrived in front of Zhang Yuanba, the sword in his hand, the broken cloud suddenly exploded, the momentum of the wind and clouds slashed out with the sword, in Zhang Yuanba's frightened eyes, a sword split Zhang Yuanba and the double hammer in his hand into two pieces, the corpse flew out, and burst open in an instant!

Blood and flesh splashed in the air, and Zhang Yuanba, who was still full of might, was chopped to pieces by a sword in the blink of an eye, and the street seemed to be scared of blood rain.

The people around her were already so frightened that she couldn't speak, her eyes looked at the place where Zhang Yuanba exploded, her mouth was difficult to close for a long time, and when the blood rain fell and poured on the face of a woman who was watching, she reacted and shouted: "Ahhh

Hearing the woman's voice, the others reacted, looking at the wind blowing in the blood rain quietly, showing extreme fear on their faces, they were so shocked that they couldn't speak, and they quickly retreated and fled, and the unconscious woman was also carried away by the people who accompanied her.

Above the attic, there was silence, as quiet as if a needle had fallen.

"Incredible... It's incredible..."The gray-clothed old man's eyes were glazed, and he muttered to himself in a voice that he couldn't even hear.

Several other old men also looked at the other side in a daze, so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Zhang Yuanba's killing of Feng Qingyang and Feng Qingyang's killing of Zhang Yuanba completely represent completely different meanings, which means that Feng Qingyang has the strength to kill strong enemies in a big realm!

Gap, this is the real gap, if Feng Qingyang breaks through to the Condensation Realm, how strong it should be!

The old man in purple glanced at the messy street, closed his eyes, shook his head, sighed, and turned away.

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At this time, Zhang Yuankun's face in a restaurant on East Street had already turned blue, and he muttered to himself as if he was stunned: "Impossible... It's impossible... Big brother is so powerful... How can you lose... Dream... Right... I must be dreaming..."But Zhang Yuanba's death was vividly in his mind, like a circle of death, projected in his mind, obsession suddenly, headache splitting, holding his head and constantly hitting the wall, only to see the forehead wound getting bigger and bigger, but Zhang Yuankun seemed to have no feeling, still kept bumping. After a while, after the shopkeeper heard the sound of the collision upstairs disappearing, he cautiously stepped into the private room where Zhang Yuankun was, but only to see that in the private room, a wall was badly damaged, followed by Zhang Yuankun, whose forehead was broken and bleeding on the ground, was obviously dead.

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After Feng Qingyang shook off the blood stains on the sword, he slowly put away the sword and walked towards the inn, at this time, the blood stains left by Zhang Yuanba's corpse after the explosion could be seen everywhere on the street, and when he walked to the gate of the inn, Feng Qingyang found that the inn originally had many guests, and now he didn't know where he had fled, and he saw Xiao Er in the store not far from the door, looking at him tremblingly, obviously the scene just now shocked him speechless.

Feng Qingyang glanced at him lightly, looked inconvenient, shook his head, turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, the shopkeeper seemed to have mustered up all his courage, walked quickly in front of Feng Qingyang, and said tremblingly: "Benefactor... On you... Some... Some are dirty... Or... Let's go back to the store and wash it up..."

The corners of Feng Qingyang's mouth gently hooked an arc, turned around again, and walked towards the inn.

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In the afternoon, the sun is shining

Feng Qingyang is dressed in white clothes, which is conducive to the martial arts platform in Baiyue City, after killing Zhang Yuanba today, he returned to the inn, changed into a clean suit and then meditated and breathed, although he was fully recovered, but he couldn't care so much, he was clear, not a person who broke promises lightly.

A group of people gathered outside the martial arts platform, pointing and looking at Feng Qingyang, as if they had heard that Feng Qingyang had killed Zhang Yuanba this morning, with a trace of jealousy and fear in their eyes.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came, and a person with the aura of a lonely and arrogant world came, tearing the sky, carrying the scorching sun, and alarming everyone around.

"Look, it's the Jade Sword King Qifei, the prince of the king. ”

"Wang Gongzi really came, see that this time is just right. I can see a rare sword duel today!"

On the stage, the wind was clear and looked at Wang Qifei who was floating indifferently: "You are here." ”

"I'm coming. Wang Qifei paused, a trace of heat flashed in his eyes, and he asked coldly: "In the morning, I saw the duel between you and Zhang Yuanba, and your cloud cutting sword technique has been practiced to perfection?"

As he spoke, Wang Qifei looked at Feng Qingyang with an expectant look, and seemed to be looking forward to getting an affirmative answer from Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang smiled secretly, he was really a sword idiot, this kind of person, only for the sword, only for the pursuit of the pinnacle of swordsmanship, how similar to him in his previous life.

"Brother Wang, presumably you have also practiced the Cloud Cutting Sword Technique to perfection. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly. This Brother Wang is his affirmation of Wang Qifei's pursuit of kendo.

"After Dacheng, it took me a full eight days to cultivate it to perfection, how long did it take you?" The frenzy in Wang Qifei's eyes seemed to burst out of his eyes, which was even more obvious.

"All the same, eight days. Feng Qingyang replied lightly, it was true that he had also used eight days, but it was counted from the time he came into contact with the Cloud Cutting Sword Technique.

"Okay, since we have all practiced the Cloud Slashing Sword Technique to perfection within eight days, then it seems that I have failed. Wang Qifei said slowly: "I have been in contact with the Cloud Slashing Sword Technique for two years, and now it has only reached perfection, and you will definitely not have it for so long, so it is me who has lost." ”

When Wang Qifei finished the first half of the sentence, Feng Qingyang was secretly shocked, and the people around him were even more shocked and speechless, because he was the Jade Sword King Qifei, who was once the head of the four princes of Yuezhou! How could he admit that he was defeated in swordsmanship?

However, when Wang Qifei finished the second half of the sentence, there was silence and no longer questioned.

"This time, it was you who won, you took the last form of this Cloud Cutting Sword Technique, I have learned it, and it is useless to me. Wang Qifei threw a roll of sheepskin at Feng Qingyang, and said lightly: "You will go to participate in the Nine Sects Assessment, I am looking forward to it, and I will be able to fight with you with all my strength when the time comes!"

"I'm looking forward to it too!" Feng Qingyang took the sheepskin and put it in his arms, and a sense of fighting spirit slowly surged up in his heart.

"Okay, there will be a period later!" Wang Qifei snorted, his eyes were more fanatical, as if there was a sharp edge that was difficult to hide, turned around, and strode away.

Feng Qingyang quietly looked at Wang Qifei's departing back, his eyes were full of fighting intent, and he secretly said in his heart, when the time comes, I will be stronger than now!