A "sword" stabbed out, Yue Buqun's momentum changed, and he was no longer gentle and elegant before, but he did not see the slightest fierceness and ferocity, only a faint ethereal distance, like clouds in the sky, or the breeze in the forest, faint and uncertain, and continuous. On the contrary, the tip of the bamboo stick that broke through the air quickly floated a fierce aura like a substance, like a ray of sunlight shining through the sea of clouds, and the golden glow was shining.

Feng Qingyang's eyes froze, and he reached out to catch the lower end of the bamboo stick like lightning, but he did not wave the stick to block, but continued to sink along the downward trend of the bamboo stick, and at the same time leaned back, trying to pull away as much as possible, the bamboo stick in his right hand was obliquely erected, next to the edge of the stone table, and the tip was obliquely pointing at Yue Buqun's right wrist holding the stick. If Yue Buqun continued to stab forward, before he could stab Qingyang, his wrist would inevitably be hit by a bamboo stick first.

Looking at Feng Qingyang's sharp guidance and preemptive strike, inadvertently revealing the charm of Dugu Nine Swords, Yue Buqun couldn't help but smile lightly, his right hand shook, and the middle of the bamboo stick bent and flicked, and he was about to swing away the bamboo stick with the wind clear, and the tip of his bamboo stick trembled out of a phantom heavy, and it was faintly shrouded in six or seven important points on Feng Qingyang's upper plate.

Feng Qingyang turned a blind eye to this, picked up the bamboo stick, avoided the flicking of Yue Buqun's bamboo stick, and then leaned forward and stabbed fiercely, hitting Yue Buqun's shoulder. This simplicity is extremely fast, not only does most of the changes in Yue Buqun's tricks be invalid, but because of the correct posture, when the bamboo sticks on both sides are about the same length, his bamboo stick should be the first to stab Yue Buqun's right shoulder or arm......

The two of them are fast and fast, and the changes of tricks are like flowing water, and they should guide the situation, naturally, until more than ten moves, the bamboo sticks of the two sides have still not been in contact, and even the two sides are still sitting firmly on the stone bench, and it is not easy.

As far as Feng Qingyang is concerned, no matter how subtle and mysterious Yue Buqun's sword moves are and how small the flaws are, with his extremely profound and extensive swordsmanship attainments, he can still get a glimpse of the clues, and he can crack the trick at will.

Similarly, no matter how fast Feng Qingyang's sword moves were as fast as lightning and how easily he hit his own flaws, Yue Buqun could always change his moves at will again at the moment when Feng Qingyang made a move, not only turning the previous flaws into invisible, but also launching a sharp counterattack. Wuyue swordsmanship, Songfeng swordsmanship, Emei swordsmanship, Liancheng swordsmanship, Taiji swordsmanship, the thirty-six swords of Ailao Mountain, the word sword, the Yuenu sword, the Wutai Mountain Demon Sword, the Zhou Gong sword and many other swordsmanship, and even learned some swordsmanship from the hands of Ren Xing, Dongfang Undefeated and others, all the sword moves learned and known are swayed freely in his hands, and the changes are endless.

After more than 100 moves, the two of them fought, Yue Buqun suddenly smiled and said: "Uncle Feng, it's not fun to sit and fight, the cave is too small, let's go out and fight ......" Saying that, he slapped the stone table with his left palm, and his body shot out backwards, instantly getting out of the wind and clear sword momentum, floating towards the entrance of the cave as light and graceful as a flowing cloud.

Feng Qingyang paused, snorted coldly, and didn't see how hard he tried, his body jumped up without any fireworks, and he chased straight out like green smoke.

On the cliff, the figures of the two people were separated at a glance, and they exchanged several moves in an instant, leaving behind many afterimages, and after staggering, they turned over with their strength in the convex and concave places of the stone wall or on the pine branches, and got close to each other again. With the high skill of the two, ordinary people regard it as a Jedi, and the hundred-zhang cliff that cannot be climbed is just an alternative wide flat land under the feet of the two, which does not hinder the two sides from competing with swords.

Attracted by this vision, the three Haidongqing soaring in the blue sky gathered on the top of the cliff to circle and dance, and let out a sharp chirp. More than ten Haidongqing on Huashan are well-trained, but there is a chirp, and the rest are all echoing, and for a time the eagle crying over Huashan pierces the clouds and cracks the sky, one after another. Feng Buping, Cheng Buping, and Yu Ming, who were returning from Huayin City at the foot of the mountain, couldn't help but change their faces when they heard this, and according to the flying direction of Hai Dongqing, they all performed light skills together, and went straight to the south peak to think about the cliff.

When the three of them arrived at the foot of the mountain on the side of the South Peak, they saw Yue Buqun on the cliff wall constantly fighting with an old man with a clean and easy look. Although they hadn't seen each other for ten years, they still recognized the old man at a glance as Uncle Shi's breeze, and they couldn't help but look at each other. Fortunately, they also saw that the two of them were using bamboo sticks on the cliff, and they didn't look like they were fighting to the death, so they thought they were learning swordsmanship, and then they were attracted by the endless tricks of the two, and they stared at the figures of the two intently. Only Yu Ming's expression was slightly unnatural for a moment, but it did not attract the attention of Feng Buping and Cheng Buxian, but it was because he did the search for Feng Qingyang's place of residence, and then he only reported to Yue Buqun alone, and he has been hiding Feng Buping and Cheng Buying intentionally or unintentionally. At this time, everyone took a picture, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak.

Among the three, Feng Buping and Yu Mingming are slightly older, Yue Buqun is seven or eight years older, and Cheng Buqun is two or three years younger than Yue Buqun. But in the martial arts cultivation, it is the most calm in Feng Buping, both internal and external cultivation, step by step, now in his thirties, it is the time of the mixed Yuan Gong accumulation, and he has practiced Zixia Divine Skill for four or five years, quite effective, at this time it is already the third master of the Wuyue Sword School second only to Yue Buqun and Zuo Lengchan, and it is the best in the rivers and lakes, which is a step and a half higher than Hengshan Moda. And Yu Ming's qualifications are slightly inferior, and Cheng is not worried, even if they got Yue Buqun's skills back then, and added twenty years of pure skills, they are still gradually lagging behind Feng Buping, and their internal skills are at most comparable to Mo Da, and their swordsmanship is even inferior to Mo Da. In this way, the three of them watched Yue Buqun and Feng Qingyang's hand-to-hand, Feng Buping relied on Zixia's magic skills to enhance the effect of ear and eye intelligence, and they could also see a rough idea, vaguely, and they already felt that they had benefited a lot, but Yu Ming, Cheng Buxian was completely unreal, only felt that the two of them who fought were extremely fast, like wind and lightning, and their bodies were strangely light, like smoke and fog, and they could negligently go up and down on such a vertical and steep cliff, and they could go up and down negligently, swinging vertically and horizontally, circling and flipping, like walking on the ground, it was incredible.

Yue Buqun originally thought that his swordsmanship attainments were already rare in the world, even if he couldn't compare to Feng Qingyang, it would not be too different, but since the beginning of the fight, there have been thousands of moves, but he has always been faintly at a disadvantage, and there is no chance of turning the tables. Let his various clever tricks come at his fingertips, Feng Qingyang can always break it with his hands, and the tricks will hit him directly. If it weren't for the speed and incoherence of his moves, the speed of his moves would not be inferior to that of Feng Qingyang, and the sword moves used by Feng Qingyang were of course exquisite, but with the variety and breadth of sword moves he had learned, there was always a corresponding way to resist and crack them, and he could use them as he pleased, so that he could barely remain undefeated.

Thinking in his heart, Yue Buqun kept his hands on it, and exchanged a few moves with Feng Qingyang, and after the wrong body, he suddenly fell obliquely, and stepped lightly on a pine branch and leaf on the cliff, swaying with the wind and standing firmly. Feng Qingyang didn't see him attacking again, so he also turned slightly, vertically upward, grabbed a protruding stone on the stone wall with his left hand, and hovered in the air.

Yue Buqun said loudly: "Uncle Feng's swordsmanship is exquisite, and the disciple has benefited a lot......"

Feng Qingyang was secretly shocked by the strength of Yue Buqun's swordsmanship, although he hadn't gone all out just now, he could also see that Yue Buqun hadn't used all his strength either. At this time, the heart welled up with the teaching and love of the elders to the younger generations, so he nodded: "It's a shame that your kid has practiced these deep and shallow dozens of swordsmanship proficiently, and melted them into one furnace...... What a caring person!"

Yue Buqun knew that Feng Qingyang was sarcastic about his swordsmanship, so he didn't care, and said with a smile: "Uncle Feng praised it wrongly...... It's still too far worse than your old man!"

Feng Qingyang had already understood Yue Buqun's scheming and cheekiness, and asked with a stroking beard: "It's not strange that you know the Emei swordsmanship and the Qingcheng swordsmanship, but you are even deeply involved in the Taiji swordsmanship, and it was a big surprise to teach me...... Could it be that you still went to Wudang to become a gentleman on the Liang Dynasty? With the background of Wudang, with your current skills, I am afraid that you will not be able to steal the Taiji sword spectrum!"

Yue Buqun replied lightly: "Uncle Feng, just by attacking hard or sneaking, can you get a few martial arts secret books? I'm afraid it's not like the ten elders of the Demon Sect in the cliff cave, who put their lives into it...... Everything must be strategic, and it is the wise man who willingly offers the secret book of the town faction!"

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows, if he said that Wudang would willingly give the Taiji Sword Technique cheats to Huashan, he would not believe it, but he didn't have to think about it to know that Yue Buqun's way of obtaining the Taiji Sword Technique was definitely not very legitimate. He was too lazy to care, coughed dryly, and said: "No matter how well you practice the legacy of those predecessors, you can't go out of the machine on your own, and it is difficult to go further!"

Yue Buqun's face was overjoyed, his eyes flashed, and he said solemnly: "The disciple is also worried about this...... Fortunately, some time ago, I was lucky enough to understand the sword theory all the way, and I was about to ask your old man to help check and fill in the gaps, correct and improve the ......"

Feng Qingyang looked at Yue Buqun curiously, and then said, "Let's come out and take a look......

"Look at it!" As he spoke, Yue Buqun merged with the "sword", and went straight to the wind.

Feng Qingyang also mentioned the "sword" to break the move, and the two instantly fought together again, you come and go, endlessly.

"Huh......"

However, after more than ten moves, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but find the abnormality and was surprised.

"Hmm?...... It's ......"

Feng Qingyang found that Yue Buqun's tricks have not changed much, if it is seen by ordinary people, he only feels that it is no different from the previous fight, but Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship essence and the poison of his eyesight can be said to be the first in the world, so he can naturally immediately detect the deep-seated abnormality, but he feels that Yue Buqun's internal laws of every move and style, subsequent changes and changes are faintly and intentionally circulating a certain charm, or truth. It is not only like the core sword intent of the sword move, but also can be said to be a silky network that connects all the sword moves. Its theme seems to be "preemptive", whether it is a defensive counterattack or a continuous attack, it is more and more free to play in one go. At this time, Yue Buqun's attack effect was completely different from when he was faintly controlled by the exquisite sword intent of his Dugu Nine Swords, even if Yue Buqun could not completely break away from the restraint of Dugu Nine Swords' sword intent, he could also minimize the impact and try not to affect his moves. There are already signs of turning a semi-passive and semi-active situation into a fully active situation.

After more than 100 moves, Yue Buqun seemed to be getting better, and the two of them unconsciously hit the platform in front of the cliff cave from the cliff wall.

If it is said that the thousands of sword moves that Yue Buqun has learned and practiced have converged into a huge database, then every time he made a move before, he would spy on the changes in the enemy's sword moves, and then select the most exquisite set of sword moves from the database based on the situation of his previous move, so as to ensure seamless connection, smooth changes, and minimize or avoid flaws, so as to launch a new round of offensive. It seems that intentionally or unintentionally biased towards the pursuit of the "flawlessness" of his own moves, so it seems that the moves are subtle and the offensive is fierce, and it is easy to say in the face of others, but in the face of Wutong "no tricks to win have moves" The more the pursuit of perfection is the more constrained, in fact, the attack efficiency is not high; at this time, Yue Buqun made a move, he no longer pursued the most exquisite sword moves, the smallest flaws, but rather looked at the practicality, only according to the situation of the enemy and the enemy from the sword move database to select a streamlined and efficient one-and-a-half move, the attack will be more and more free, more and more untraceable, defensive counterattack and even fierce attack are natural, all in one go. Even if Feng Qingyang can see through his many flaws, but in the face of his deadly, but natural, continuous offensive, it is too late to attack most of his flaws, and he can only choose the "recent" but very narrow flaws. Although he was still able to break Yue Buqun's sword moves, Feng Qingyang also felt a little struggling.

In essence, Feng Qingyang has reached the realm of "no moves" for many years, and Yue Buqun has just touched the threshold of the realm of "no moves". It seems that Feng Qingyang can easily defeat Yue Buqun, but in fact, if Feng Qingyang wants to defeat Yue Buqun, it is impossible not to make a move, even if he is "preemptive", he also has to make a move, as long as he makes a move, it is a move, and there will inevitably be flaws, and for Yue Buqun to change all his tricks freely, The swordsmanship master who comes at will, even if he will be constantly broken by the wind Qingyang, will never be defeated quickly, but will retreat or advance by the gap according to the sword move of the wind Qingyang, and the follow-up tricks are endless, one move is broken, and there is another move, improvised, endless, almost up to the extreme of "there are moves". Even if you can't help the wind all the time, or even be faintly pressed down, you just won't lose easily. And after Yue Buqun showed what he said about this sword theory, his swordsmanship realm had a tendency to move towards "no moves", and he could temporarily maintain a half-step "no move" realm, and the degree of suppression by the wind was naturally reduced a lot.