The cold wind is cold above the Wuba Gang, and the fallen leaves are bleak. The surroundings were extremely quiet, and everyone around them was extremely quiet, even holding their breath, because a battle of masters was about to start in front of them.

Jin Yiwei led Qinglong to hold the Qingfeng sword in his hand, and the strong internal force was infused into it, so that the blade trembled, and in such a quiet environment, the sword sound became clearer and clearer, shocking the heart.

Ling Hu Chong ran the Mixed Yuan Gong, so that the endless internal force spread all over the limbs and hundreds of bones, and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, he would not inject most of the internal force into the sword. Because others are swords, otherwise favoring one over the other, they will stick to the sword in their hands, and they will no longer be able to wield it freely.

This time, after only a dozen breaths of confrontation, Ling Hu Chong had already drawn his sword, after all, he didn't expect to be able to get the help of the Dongfang girl today, and he expected that she should be on the Black Wood Cliff.

Ling Hu Chong stabbed out a sword diagonally, for a master like Qinglong, the leader of the Jinyi Guard, Ling Hu Chong understood that this was a vicious battle, and he didn't expect the first move to seize any opportunities.

"It's so strange, Ling Hu Chong's first sword looks light and fluttering, and it has no strength at all. And castration is so vague, it's like not knowing swordsmanship at all, how can this be disassembled?" Qinglong thought with some doubts in his heart.

The tip of Ling Hu Chong's sword was already very close, and a brilliant sword light suddenly appeared.

Dugu Jiujian's tricks are fast, the move is first, and the idea is first. With an indomitable sword momentum, there is no room for respite for the enemy.

Qinglong immediately waved the Qingfeng Sword to resist, but saw the two sword lights of cyan and white, swirling in the void, like clouds and clouds, which was magnificent.

Both of them are good at using fast swords, and when they make such a quick move, Ling Hu Chong can't find a flaw in Qinglong's tricks, and Qinglong feels the same way.

"Qinglong's words are really true, he said that it is a murderous sword technique, and it is true. This kind of swordsmanship is quite useful, and it is fierce and ferocious, and the moves are all attacking my vital points. If I continue to disassemble it like this, maybe I won't find his flaws, and I'll be tricked. Brother Linghu's heart sank.

An unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly surged into Ling Hu Chong's heart, the same Dugu Nine Swords, the current level of Ling Hu Chong is not high enough, compared to Feng Qingyang, it is much worse.

Even if it is a very clever Dugu Nine Swords, at present, Ling Hu Chong has not yet been integrated, he is usually fashionable and can easily abuse vegetables, and when he encounters a hard stubble like Qinglong at this moment, he can't help but secretly complain in his heart.

Of course, Ling Hu Chong is not a pessimistic person, and he has no time to think about it at the moment, so he immediately distracted thoughts, without any fear in his heart.

The sonorous sound was endless, although two people were competing with swords, it was like a large group of people fighting.

The green dragon's sword became faster and faster, and his body was just like a dragon's step, and suddenly, he roared, just like an angry lion.

Then, Qinglong sped up his attack, and his swordsmanship was two percent faster, Ling Hu Chong never thought that there were such masters in the imperial court.

"Breaking Sword Style!" Ling Hu Chong hadn't found a flaw for so long, so he used the Breaking Sword Style.

Dugu Nine Swords' sword breaking momentum is a routine for dealing with swordsmanship, although the highest realm of Dugu Nine Swords pays attention to winning without moves, to attack the enemy's flaws, in order to be able to be at ease, the fastest victory against the enemy.

But at this moment, the danger is extremely high, and there is no time to look for the opponent's flaws. So what to do? If there is no flaw, then you have to create flaw!

In the sword-breaking style, there are many continuous sword moves, just like thunder and lightning, and the direction of the attack has long been calculated quite well according to the I Ching gossip.

Qinglong was shocked at the moment, he had always been proud of his fast sword, but now Linghu Chong's sword was vaguely faster than him.

"Very good, in terms of speed, it is difficult for me to win, then I will compete with you!" Qinglong's heart immediately flashed this thought.

As a result, Qinglong's sword became more and more powerful, and every time the sword was slashed, there was a piercing sound of the blade breaking through the air in the air, coupled with the sound of the sword, and the sonorous sound of the two swords constantly fighting, Qinglong's entire battle spirit climbed to a new peak.

Qinglong's swordsmanship is not practiced by dancing against the wind every day, but is practiced in continuous killing, so such a fierce and ferocious aura makes Fox Chong not have it.

After more than a dozen moves, Ling Hu Chong's left shoulder was slashed, and blood flowed.

Qinglong continued to intensify his attack on Ling Hu Chong's left shoulder wound, intending to add to Ling Hu Chong's injury from this weak position.

Ling Hu Chong couldn't dodge, and could only resist this move with his sword, but when he heard a crisp sound, the sword in Ling Hu Chong's hand was broken by two-thirds.

"No, it's such a tragedy, the quality of our Huashan faction's sword is already very good, but it's a pity that this Qinglong's sword is a sword, it's really unfair. Ling Hu Chong's heart suddenly flashed with such a thought.

Ling Hu Chong's reaction was extremely agile, and he immediately turned sideways and flew diagonally behind him for a distance of three feet.

Qinglong is not a soft-hearted person, and in an instant, he chased after him like a flying dragon, and the Qingfeng Sword continued to slash.

If Ling Hu Chong does not admit defeat and beg for mercy, he will definitely not stop, of course, in order to get the evil sword spectrum, he will not kill Ling Hu Chong directly, and intends to cut off Ling Hu Chong's arm, and it will not be too late to torture him when the time comes.

Ling Hu Chong did not beg for mercy, and when it came to this most dangerous time, Ling Hu Chong only felt that his heart was becoming more and more calm, as if everything around him had become so slow, and his eyes had become clearer.

Legend has it that at the most critical moment, people often burst into quite powerful potential.

Linghu Chong took advantage of the situation and took a piece of pine branch in his left hand.

"Why should I stick to whether the trick comes from Dugu Nine Swords, now that I'm at a disadvantage, why don't I perform the Thirteen Styles of Hengshan Cloud and Mist?" Ling Hu Chong's heart flashed, so his body was very ethereal, and the pine branch in his left hand displayed the swordsmanship of Nanyue Hengshan this way heartily.

If the great masters of the Hengshan faction saw such a scene, they would also be amazed.

Qinglong's swordsmanship was very fierce at the moment, and his speed was a little slower, and he could see that Ling Hu Chong's sword moves had become very ethereal, as if he was in the clouds and mist, and this artistic conception made him slightly upset.

Qinglong has always been keen to face off with the enemy head-on, and it is only with fighting hard that he can feel it, and for those who dodge and dodge, his body is ethereal, and he suddenly feels that it is difficult to entangle. For example, the previous duel between Qinglong and the Oriental Girl in front of the Yaowang Temple, when Qinglong was unwilling to fight desperately, because he was not sure of winning, and the Oriental Girl's body was like a ghost.

Of course, even if Ling Hu Chong performed the Hengshan Cloud and Mist Thirteen Style, his body technique would not reach the level of the Oriental Girl.

Ling Hu Chong's right hand was not idle, he had an idea, and he actually used Tian Boguang's knife technique.

Even if it is difficult for his left hand sword technique and his right hand sword technique to achieve an excellent state of coordination, the broken sword of his right hand is only a few feet long, and there is no interference with his left hand.

It's a two-pronged approach, and the tricks are becoming more and more unpredictable.

Not long after, Qinglong's body was hit by a broken sword three times, the wound was very long, and blood flowed gushingly.

And the pine branch in Ling Hu Chong's left hand has never been against Qinglong's Qingfeng sword, and at this moment, Ling Hu Chong's control of swordsmanship has reached an extremely ethereal state.

PS: I went out today and came back at 11 o'clock, and I wrote a chapter in a hurry, but it still exceeded 12 o'clock, and I was ashamed.