"Stop!"

Wang Yue shouted the order, and all the people of the Fuwei Dart Bureau stopped and retreated behind him, and the people of the Sun and Moon God Sect also retreated behind Xiang Wentian.

Lin Pingzhi and Ling Hu Chong also collided with swords and retreated in an instant.

The manpower brought by Wang Yue did not lose much. However, the Wuyue Sword Sect and those righteous path forces suffered heavy losses, and almost all the masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect died, almost all of them were second-rate and third-rate disciples, and most of them were also wounded.

"The wind is clear, you can really endure it, the people of the Wuyue Sword Sect have been killed so much by me, if it weren't for the Huashan Sect being wiped out, you wouldn't have come out, right?" Wang Yue said.

Most of the people behind Wang Yue don't know about Feng Qingyang, only Xiang Wentian, Jiangnan Siyou, and the deputy gang leader of the beggar gang know his identity, and they look like they suddenly realize, no wonder they can have such strength, and they have obviously heard of his deeds.

The old man with white hair and white beard and white clothes, carrying a long sword, swept coldly to Wang Yue's side, and finally stared at Wang Yue, staring at him for a while, his brows furrowed.

Just as the two were confronting, Ling Hu Chong heard a long howl of grief and indignation, obviously Ning Zhong was dead, and his three junior brothers, the blow to him was too great, Yue Lingshan knelt on the side and cried, and a figure also ran out of the courtyard, ran to Ning Zhong and picked her up, with a sad expression, it was Yue Buqun who had been abolished in martial arts, this guy had been hiding in the house.

"Wang Yue, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to break your body into thousands of pieces to avenge my junior mother and junior brothers!"

Ling Hu Chong obviously couldn't stand the blow, he looked like crazy, grabbed the long sword on the ground, and was about to rush towards Wang Yue, but was stopped by Feng Qingyang on the side.

"Stop! You know what you're doing! Revenge is fine! But not death!"

Feng Qingyang broke off with a shout, which woke up Ling Hu Chong, Ling Hu Chong's face was sad and angry, and the joints of the hands holding the long sword were white, and he gritted his teeth. Then he raised his head and stared at Wang Yue with blood-red eyes, full of murder and hatred.

At this time, Fang Zheng and Chongxu, who were originally seriously injured, also walked to Feng Qingyang's side, presumably temporarily stabilizing the injury.

"At a young age, martial arts are the best in the world, and it was originally the blessing of martial arts. But he did not follow the right path, and killed on a large scale, which was sad and lamentable. ”

Feng Qingyang stared at Wang Yue and said with a sigh.

In this regard, Wang Yue laughed and said: "What is good and what is evil, how can you judge it based on one side alone." Although my Wang Yue's actions are not the right way, they are much better than some righteous sects, and they are above board, and they dare to do and admit it. is not like them, who are two-faced and righteous, but for the sake of their own power and position, they do despicable and shameless things. ”

These words were tantamount to directly slapping Fang Zheng and Chongxu, as well as some people from the Wuyue Sword Sect, in the face, and the more angry the king was, he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

To tell the truth, these self-proclaimed decent guys, because of some positions of power, are worse than the demon cults, such as the Songshan faction, the Qingcheng faction, etc.

In short, this is a world with three wrong views.

"Boy, how do you know who I am?" said Feng Qingyang.

"How to know your identity, this Feng seniors don't have to know, as for where the teacher is, this is a little difficult to say, if you have to find one, that is the Quanzhen Sect in the Southern Song Dynasty. Wang Yue thought for a while and continued: "Even your Huashan faction was founded by Hao Datong, the seventh son of Quanzhen, and his face-changing magic skills have become the first internal skills of Huashan, and the Huashan faction has also fallen to the second- and third-rate sects, it is really in decline, alas!"

Feng Qingyang's eyes burst out with a fine light, and he was obviously extremely shocked by Wang Yue's words. Inherited so far, almost no one knows the origin of the Huashan faction, and since he returned to the rivers and lakes, he has inadvertently learned about these words, which are far less complete than what Wang Yue said.

So, how did Wang Yue know about these secrets hundreds of years ago, the Quanzhen Sect has disappeared now, and the Huashan Sect and several small Taoist sects that split out can be regarded as the last inheritance of the Quanzhen Sect.

However, when he heard that Wang Yue had inherited the Quanzhen Sect hundreds of years ago, he was already frightened in his heart, they had doubted Wang Yue's identity in Shaolin Temple, and now combined with what he said, the Wang Yue in front of him is very likely to be the person in the relevant news that has been passed down from generation to generation in their sect!

Wang Yue didn't know Fang Zheng and Chong Xu's thoughts, but he still had some expectations for Feng Qingyang's changing face, and he would inevitably be shocked when he told many secrets.

"I see, to be able to have such an achievement at a young age, it is definitely not that the current sect can appear, it must be that he has obtained the martial arts secrets left by the Quanzhen Sect, and he is deeply blessed. Feng Qingyang sighed.

Wang Yue was speechless in his heart, he didn't want to talk about this issue with Feng Qingyang, and he hadn't done anything yet.

"Ahem! Wang Yue said: "The current situation has also been seen by the old predecessors, even if you appear in person, it seems that you can't change the situation." ”

Obviously, Feng Qingyang also knew this question, and he seemed to have premeditated, and said: "The old man alone, it is indeed difficult to stop more than 100 of you, but if you destroy the Huashan faction, the old man will inevitably slaughter the people of your Fuwei Dart Bureau, except for you, no one else can stop me at all!"

As soon as he said this, the people behind Wang Yue were shocked, especially those who had seen this old man's martial arts just now, and they knew that they were definitely not this old man's opponent.

Wang Yue smiled and said, "Oh, what are the old men going to do?"

"You and I have a fight, and if you lose, immediately take someone out of Huashan, and you will not be an enemy of the Huashan faction for the rest of your life, of course, the Huashan faction will not provoke you. The wind cleared.

"What if you lose?" Wang Yue said.

Before Feng Qingyang could answer, Ling Hu Chong shouted: "Fart! How could the old man Feng lose!"

Wang Yue's eyes were cold, and he squinted at Ling Hu Chong, this kid is really dead, don't you think that if the wind is clear and covering you, I can't kill you?

Feng Qingyang sensed Wang Yue's emotions, and hurriedly scolded Ling Hu Chong, let him flash aside, and said: "If you win, then whatever you do, the old man is completely hidden, even if you destroy Huashan, the old man will never care." ”

Wang Yue shook his head and said, "It doesn't have to be like this. If I win......" In the following words, Wang Yue used the skill of transmitting sound into the secret and told Feng Qingyang his conditions. If he agrees, he will fight him fairly, if he doesn't agree, then there is no way, and he will kill.

I saw that after Feng Qingyang heard this, he frowned and pondered, as if he was considering this condition.

After a while, I only heard him sigh and say, "Okay, if you win, I will promise you this condition." ”

Wang Yue's face was happy, and he said happily: "It's refreshing enough!

So, the two came to a wide area, away from the others, and prepared to fight.

The forces of the two sides are paying attention to their confrontation, and the martial arts of the two are the best in the world.

It is difficult to determine who wins and who loses.

At least Ling Hu Chong hoped that Feng Qingyang would win, and they would be able to avoid a bloody disaster, and the Huashan faction would be saved.

Lin Pingzhi hopes that Wang Yue will win, so that he can destroy the Huashan faction, as well as the Fang Zheng and Chongxu present, as well as the rest of the righteous path forces, the Wuyue Sword Sect is equivalent to a complete decline, Shaolin Wudang lost two top masters and some disciples, the vitality was greatly damaged, and the rest of the righteous path forces declined, so that the Fuwei Dart Bureau could successfully become the number one force in the world, and the powerful black and white Dao, he could successfully become the unique martial arts alliance leader!

Wang Yue and Feng Qingyang finally began to fight!

Feng Qingyang made a long sword, but Wang Yue responded to the enemy empty-handed, he didn't plan to use the silver snake whip, since the breakthrough, he used the silver snake whip, compared to his bare hands, there was not much difference.

The two approached in an instant, and when Wang Yue was about to make a move, the long sword with a clear wind stabbed towards the gap where he made a move, and the swordsmanship was extremely fast, and hundreds of sword shadows flickered, making it difficult to distinguish which sword was real and which sword was fake.

Obviously, the Dugu Nine Swords with a clear wind are more unpredictable than the power of Linghu Chong.

However, Wang Yue was obviously not among the people who were difficult to distinguish, Feng Qingyang stabbed with a sword, Wang Yue's right hand flicked his fingers, and a strong energy shot out, hitting the tip of the stabbing sword, and the sword momentum suddenly stagnated.

Wang Yue's left hand was pinched forward with two fingers, trying to clamp the long sword with a clear wind, and suddenly the angle of the long sword changed strangely, and it quickly disappeared, but it stabbed Wang Yue's left arm under the armpit, hitting the weak part.

In this regard, Wang Yue was very indifferent, his left hand was palmed, and an incomparable true qi pressed down, pressing the stabbing long sword to a click, and the sword momentum instantly became sluggish, which made Feng Qingyang startled. At the same time, his body turned to the right, and with his right palm carrying his true qi, he slapped away to the wind, causing a gust of wind and roaring.

I saw that the long sword swirled, and suddenly bent to the left, like a slippery loach, piercing the volley palm force, and once again burst out countless sword lights, stabbing towards Wang Yue continuously.

Laugh at!

Wang Yue condensed the claw with his left palm, and sent it to the tip of the sword, and the incomparable true qi gushed out at the center of the claw, and the long sword was instantly fixed, as if encountering an invisible and tough wall, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

The two true qi and internal forces were stalemate with each other, and the true qi in Wang Yue's body was rapidly consumed, and the same was true for the wind Qingyang on the opposite side.

Click!

The long sword seemed to be unable to withstand the fight of the two strong true qi internal forces, and made an overwhelmed sound. Wang Yue's eyes flashed, the true qi in his body was slammed, his left claw was pinched hard, and the long sword was immediately broken into several pieces, Feng Qingyang was suddenly shocked back by this sudden power of true qi, Wang Yue took advantage of the situation, and instantly slapped out thirty-six palms, the palms were majestic, and they attacked the wind Qingyang.

There was only one broken sword left, but it did not affect the play of Feng Qingyang, and as soon as the sword flower turned, thirty-six sword lights burst out, piercing the palm power of those attacks one by one.

And Wang Yue quickly approached, the palm shadow flew over, and beckoned towards Feng Qingyang's body, although the other party's sword was broken, the same sword momentum was pressing, and an invisible sword qi faintly emerged from the broken sword, exuding an amazing momentum.

Wang Yue was really angry, and he pressed people with his palm, swept out one move at a time, and hit the trees, all of them were broken, and even those five or six feet high stones were swept by Wang Yue's palm, and they were also inevitably broken.

It seems that Wang Yue's skills are much deeper than those of Feng Qingyang, and his Dugu Nine Sword Breaking Style has little effect on Wang Yue, and he is pressed into the wind by Wang Yue's strong true qi every time. However, his invisible sword aura was still a bit of a threat to Wang Yue.

The two of them fought faster and faster, flashing from one place to another in an instant, rushing into the mountains and forests, startling many birds, and from time to time there were earth-shattering sounds, rows of trees toppling and dust.

Martial arts cultivation to their level, the destructive power and combat effectiveness are very terrifying, even if the people present besiege one of them together, I am afraid they will not be able to kill him, or even hurt him.

Suddenly, in the mountains and forests where the two were fighting, a crisp sword roar sounded, and a huge momentum rose up into the sky, flashing many brilliant sword lights in the forest. Immediately, accompanied by an astonishing shout, the same even more massive momentum rose into the sky, and the next moment, a shocking noise broke out, making both sides watching the battle from a distance buzz in their ears, and the trees at the place where the two fought instantly toppled a piece, making a loud sound, and then slowly fell silent.

The two parties watching the battle around were stunned by the martial arts of the two.

Is this still what people can achieve?