In the dense forest, the purple air on the sealed plane was hazy, and the long sword in his hand was also purple and faint, and his figure was towering.

The big and thin figure was vague, spinning around Feng Buping, and a thin sword with a cold glow was more like a peacock with the screen open, turning into countless dreamlike sword lights, all of which stabbed at the big acupoints of Feng Buping's body.

But it is completely different from the situation of Fei Bin and Mo Da fighting, Feng Buping does not rush to attack with Mo Da, and seems to regard the sword light that is full of thorns in the sky as nothing, just an occasional swing of the sword with a relaxed and elegant bearing, making a crisp sound.

It was clearly accurate to hit the great thin sword, and the majestic and flexible Zixia strength shook the body even more, and he had to turn around and unload his moves.

Even if Mo Da turned to take out the sword behind him, he didn't turn around, and only waited for Mo Da's thin sword to really attack, and then swung his sword with his backhand.

Once you have enough Zixia Divine Skill, your ears and eyes will immediately be extremely intelligent, plus the subtle sense of Zixia's strength.

No matter whether Mo Da is in front of him or behind, no matter how much wind and grass he makes, he can't hide it, and he can easily find the thin sword itself from the sword light of Mo Da's void and reality......

Suddenly, Feng Buping's ears moved, and the corner of his eye inadvertently swept over a dense bush more than ten zhang away on the left.

Behind the bushes, Ling Hu Chong hid himself tightly, and only a pair of eyes penetrated through the gaps between the leaves, taking in the scene of Feng Buping and Mo Da fighting.

Although he was very strange why Mo Da would actually move the real character against Feng Buping, at this time, the change of his sword moves and the speed of his attack were still better than when he killed Fei Bin before!

However, he also saw that whether it was internal strength or swordsmanship, Feng Buping was a whole step higher than Mo Da.

Therefore, Feng Buping only defends and does not attack, even if Mo Da goes all out. Not only was it difficult to seal the uneven, but it was also repeatedly blocked by the breath of Zixia's strength contained in the sealed uneven long sword.

After a while, Mo Da suddenly snorted coldly, his body technique was three points faster, the thin sword in his hand rotated, and the sword moves continued. The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, like thousands of sharp swords attacking together, sweeping the uneven body like an overwhelming body.

Under the full moonlight, countless sword qi were poignant and abnormal.

Feng Buping's face changed, and he raised his sword for the first time to counterattack, and the tip of the sword was cut at the joints in the sword qi......

Thousand Swords Vertical and Horizontal ?...... Ling Hu Chong's heart moved, and he remembered that Yue Buqun had demonstrated this trick to himself a few years ago.

At that time, Yue Buqun also analyzed that Hengshan's swordsmanship was swift and incoherent, and the sword moves were false and real. Fantasy and reality.

If it is said that the thirteen swords of the hundred changes and thousands of illusions are the culmination of the false moves and false moves in the Hengshan swordsmanship, then the vertical and horizontal style of the thousand swords is the culmination of the real moves of the Hengshan swordsmanship.

The two seem to be similar on the outside, they are all countless sword lights, but the essence inside is completely different, one is just an illusory light and shadow, and the other is a real sword qi.

After the Thirteen Swords of Changeable Clouds and Mists have achieved a little in the internal strength of the disciples of Hengshan, they can start to practice.

However, the Thousand Swords Vertical and Horizontal Style requires extremely deep internal force before it can really swing freely - if there is not enough internal force. And how to induce an overwhelming sword aura?

Ling Hu Chong thought to himself, at least with his current internal strength. Although he can cultivate the Thousand Swords Vertical and Horizontal Style, he can't exert much power.

Zheng ......

An extraordinarily dull sound of sword blades clashing made Linghu rush back to his senses, but he saw Feng Buping standing on his own, while Mo Da withdrew and fled towards the mountain forest on the side.

In the darkness, Ling Hu Chong didn't see the big situation clearly. I didn't see a trace of blood dripping from the tip of Feng Buping's sword.

I only heard Feng Buping and said loudly: "Senior Brother Mo...... For the sake of Hengshan inheritance, you still need to think twice!"

Mo Da didn't reply, only the faint sound of the huqin sounded in the distance, lingering away.

Somehow, Ling Hu Chong only felt that the sound of the piano became more and more desolate. Add a touch of bitterness.

Feng Buping returned to Hengyang City with Linghu Chong, and Cheng Buxian was already waiting at the gate of the city. The city gate was closed in the middle of the night, and the three of them had to use light skills to fly the eaves and climb over the wall to enter the city.

"It's dry...... Be careful......" Seeing the three of them jumping off the city wall, he couldn't help but pause slightly, and then continued, "Beware of the candles...... It's dry, watch out for the candles!"

Feng Buping and the three of them went straight to Liu Zhengfeng's mansion without stopping.

After a while, seeing the backs of the three of them getting farther and farther away, he turned around and walked into a hidden street and found an old man pouring night incense.

Cautiously glanced around, and said in a low voice: "Feng Buping, Cheng Buxian and Ling Hu Chong are together, just because we are afraid that we will not be able to get Elder Qu's score......

The old man seemed to be deaf and unresponsive, just cleaning up the toilet of the dung cart by himself.

At the same moment, Feng Buping, who was rushing, suddenly said: "Senior Brother Cheng...... The one who fought the shift just now seems to know martial arts!"

Cheng Buxian nodded, "Not bad...... Well hidden!"

Ling Hu Chong asked suspiciously: "Uncle Feng, Uncle Cheng...... This is the foot of Hengshan Mountain, isn't it normal for the mountain people to know some Hengshan martial arts?"

Feng Buping's chest froze in anger, and he scolded in a low voice: "Stupid...... Who told you that the one who fights the guard will be Hengshan martial arts?

Look at his breathing and gait, and his face is radiant...... It's clearly a Demon Sect martial art!"

Ling Hu Chong was stunned, it was just a one-sided relationship, he didn't even pay attention to what the watch looked like, how could he think of checking his breathing footwork?

Cheng Bu smiled worriedly, "Chong'er...... is so confused, you can only rely on luck in this life......

Fortunately, judging from the first four or five years, you are not unlucky, and it is estimated that you will be able to live to middle and old age......"

Regardless of the embarrassment that Ling Hu Chong said, he turned to Feng Buping and said: "Mo Da's martial arts are not bad, but it's a pity that his open-minded means are much inferior......

Not to mention compared to our sect leader, even compared to Zuo Lengzen, it is more than a step worse!

Hengyang City is also the core of the Hengshan Sect, and the spies of the Demon Sect can actually roam around openly...... Hum!

This is unimaginable to rest in Huayin City at the foot of our Huashan Mountain!"

When Ling Hu Chong heard this, he thought of the crux of the matter, not to mention Huayin City, most of the cities in Guanzhong were stationed in the Quanzhen Sect, and the control of the three sects and nine streams on the rivers and lakes could be described as extremely strict.

Rushing......

The waves are heavy, and the reflection of the moon is dreamlike and sparkling.

A big ship with sails high. Strive against the stream. At the bow and stern of the boat, there were several Songshan disciples dressed in brown and yellow clothes on guard.

Today, Liu Zhengfeng was first forced to death, and then Fei Bin's body was found on the outskirts of the city.

Ding Mian and Lu Bai were afraid that the two of them would also die in vain, so they didn't dare to stay in the territory of Hengshan for a long time, so they returned north by boat overnight.

The front cabin hall was brightly lit, and Ding Mian and Lu Bai were examining the wounds on Fei Bin's body, and the more they looked at it, the more solemn they became.

Who can kill Fei Bin head-on?

At that time, many first-class masters such as Liuhemen Xia Lao Boxer, Feng Buping, Cheng Buying, Tianmen Daochang, and Mo Da were all possible in the left side of Hengyang City.

And the most likely is still Moda!

After all. Today's Songshan faction's move to force Liu Zhengfeng to death was originally a big tie with the Hengshan faction. As the head of Hengshan, it is impossible for Mo Da not to react at all!

Although Ling Hu Chong used his own sword to make a mess of the thin sword wounds on Fei Bin's corpse, so as not to be seen as a killer.

However, the condition of the wounds suffered by a person while he or she is alive is very different from that of a sword wound after death.

The cover made by Ling Hu Chong with a little experience in the rivers and lakes has nothing to hide in the eyes of Ding Mian, Lu Bai and other old rivers and lakes.

Upstream river. Under the cover of night, a dim boat carrying a shadowy man in black rushed to the big ship more than ten feet away.

Plop, plop, plop......

After a series of ten slight falling sounds, only the empty boat was left spinning leisurely on the river.

On the big ship of the Songshan faction, after examining Fei Bin's body, Ding Mian and Lu Bai were depressed and sat down and drank sullenly.

After a long while, Lu Bai suddenly shrugged his nose. stopped Ding Mian's action of pouring wine, "Senior Brother Ding...... Why do I ask, a smell of blood......"

"How can there be blood...... Ding Mian said, his face changed. Hurriedly shrugged his nose and sniffed a few times, "It's not good......"

The two of them grabbed their long swords together, rushed to the bow of the boat, and said to the five Songshan disciples on duty at night: "You go to the rear cabin bedroom to have a look......"

The five disciples obeyed the order, Ding Mian and Lu Bai glanced at each other, and covered each other and jumped onto the mast in unison. Looking down on the whole ship.

Seeing that the stern of the boat was silent, and all the disciples on duty at night had disappeared, the two of them were shocked at the moment.

Sneer, sneer......

The sound of the blade breaking through the air sounded softly, and Ding Mian and Lu Bai only felt a chill on the top of their heads, and hurriedly swung their swords to block. Look up at the same time.

At some point, two men in black slid backwards from the sails, their narrow katanas stabbing down.

Ding Ding ...... Whew......

Swinging away the two knives that came from the sneak attack, Ding Mian and Lu Bai didn't dare to slack off, so they directly released the mast and jumped to the bow of the boat.

The two men in black chased after them without hesitation, like ghosts, swinging their knives and attacking.

Dingdingding......

The sword clashes were so fast that the crunch was almost continuous.

Ding Mian and Lu Bai only felt that the internal strength of the two black-clothed men was inferior to their own, but their body skills and knife moves were strange and fast, and the heavy sword shadows were endless, which was extremely difficult to deal with.

Ahh......h Three screams suddenly sounded in the rear cabin, followed by a clanging scuffle, and occasional screams were heard.

Ding Mian and Lu Bai knew that there were still a large number of their own disciples alive in the back cabin, and they couldn't help but relax a little.

This time, in order to deal with Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, Zuo Lengchan not only sent Ding Mian, Lu Bai, and Fei Bin to take the lead, but also dispatched nearly 100 capable disciples to prevent Hengshan disciples from blocking them.

They had been scattered in the back compartment before, and even if some of them were killed by someone sneaking in, there would still be dozens of them left.

Sure enough, the battle in the rear cabin became more and more intense, and after a while, the wooden bulkhead and deck were successively broken by swords, and thirty or forty Songshan disciples rushed out with six black-clothed people.

On the deck and stern of the ship, they were entangled and fought, and from time to time there were casualties among Songshan disciples, who screamed and fell into the river.

Ding Mian and Lu Bai swept the corners of their eyes, and saw that the martial arts of the six black-clothed men were exactly the same as the two black-clothed men in front of them, and they clearly belonged to the same organization.

But the number of their sword techniques is strange and abnormal, and there are some similarities with several superior sword techniques on the rivers and lakes, but they are plausible.

What shocked Ding Mian and Lu Bai the most was that the opponent's body style and move speed were quite similar to the speed of the undefeated Dongfang in the battle of Shaolin Temple twelve years ago!

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer Songshan disciples who were still fighting, two of the six black-clothed men flew to the bow of the boat, and with the two companions at the beginning, they began to besiege Ding Mian and Lu Bai.

Four against two, the knife skills of the man in black are surprisingly fast and weird, but after more than 20 moves, Ding Mian and Lu Bai were injured one after another.

Although he was not injured at the critical point, the black-clothed man's katana was coated with strong poison, and the wound was numb after a short time.

Knowing that the situation was not good, Ding Mian and Lu Bai glanced at each other, slashed several swords together, forced back the four black-clothed men, turned around and jumped into the river from the side of the boat, intending to dive and escape.

Plop, plop, plop......

As soon as they entered the water, their activities were ineffective, and the Songshan swordsmanship of the two of them was completely wasted, so they could only rely on their internal strength to hold their breath, and after sinking to Xu, the two began to dive towards the river bank.

Suddenly, the two of them saw two black dots on the side quickly volleying over, and they were actually two black-clothed men holding water splitting thorns......

The other party is still ambushing the two of them underwater?...... With a chill in their hearts, Ding Mian and Lu Bai hurriedly changed directions and accelerated their sneaking.

It's a pity that the two men in black are obviously good at water combat, and their diving speed is more than a step faster than them, and they have chased within a foot behind them in a moment...... (To be continued.) )