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Thinking about the cliff, only after more than ten days, the wind is clear and like a new life, his demeanor is completely different from before, I saw that his hair is white, his face is like frost, and he looks like a bit of fairy wind bones, and he looks like a strange person.

And in a place beside Feng Qingyang, Ling Hu Chong stood with his sword in his hand, and saluted him from afar, with an unusually respectful expression:

"Uncle Taishi. I'm going down tomorrow. ”

Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise: "Are you leaving?"

Ling Hu Chong nodded and said, "The head of the sect has already dispatched troops and prepared them, and I heard that there are 10,000 troops." Tomorrow, the head of the sect will lead his disciples to Songshan to avenge his master. ”

Feng Qingyang's face was slightly gloomy: "Since he can command the army, does he still need to be afraid of Zuo Lengchan?"

Linghu Chong said: "The head of the sect got the news that Zuo Leng Zen practice has an extremely powerful cold ice true qi, and his martial arts are so high that he is not under Master Fang Zheng and Chongxu Dao Master. The head is afraid that Zuo Lengzen dog will jump off the wall and take the risk of assassination. ”

When Feng Qingyang heard this, he showed a look of disbelief, shook his head, and suddenly sighed: "No matter how powerful the martial arts are, they can't stop the siege of the army." What is the reason why the head of Du Da has gone to such great lengths?"

"This disciple doesn't know either. ”

Ling Hu Chong replied, and when he saw Feng Qingyang, he frowned and thought hard, and couldn't help laughing: "It's not a siege of Shaolin Temple." ”

"Nonsense. ”

Feng Qingyang scolded with a smile, and then said: "With your out-of-the-box temperament, it is rare that you have not been punished by the head of Du Da until now, but the Huashan faction will be majestic in the rivers and lakes for a while from now on." ”

Linghu Chong thought so.

When the two of them thought of the scene of thousands of troops besieging Songshan, they were both shaken and extremely shocked.

The Huashan faction can have the support of the army, which rivers and lakes, who else dares to provoke?

With tens of thousands of troops, even if the Demon Sect Leader Dongfang is undefeated, he has to retreat and flee from the wind.

It seems that the Songshan faction can't escape this time, and the only thing to worry about is Zuo Lengchan's miraculous martial arts boasted by Du Da's master.

Feng Qingyang thought of the current situation and couldn't help but ponder:

"Chong'er, how many days have you been learning swords with me?"

Ling Hu Chong replied, "It's the thirteenth." ”

"Time is still too short. ”

Feng Qingyang sighed and continued: "Chong'er, originally with your swordsmanship cultivation, even if you practice Dugu Nine Swords, you have to practice for twenty years before you can compete with the world's masters. But I see that your internal strength is stronger day by day, and the sword is getting faster and faster, it seems that the Sunflower Book is of great help to you, in this way, the power of your swordsmanship is doubled, even if you fight with Zuo Lengchan, you will not be defeated in a short time, when you can drag the guards of the head of Du Da to arrive, this war, we will win. ”

"I will definitely do my best to avenge my master. ”

Ling Hu Chong's voice was categorical. The thick hatred between his eyebrows made Feng Qingyang look a little uncomfortable.

"Okay. ”

Feng Qingyang sighed lightly, picked up a branch from the ground at random, used it as a long sword, and said to Ling Hu Chong: "Since you have made up your mind, I will guide you again." Attack me with all your might. ”

Ling Hu Chong knew that Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship was like a god, and he did not take it lightly because he took a branch, but solemnly picked up his long sword and bowed to Feng Qingyang, and said, "Uncle Tai, please forgive the disciple for being rude." ”

Feng Qingyang nodded slightly.

Linghu Chong slowly stabbed his long sword forward.

In an instant,

The sword was in Ling Hu Chong's hand, and suddenly a huge flash of light lit up, as if tearing through the dense fog on the top of the mountain, rushing from the depths of the vast space!

This swordsmanship was originally the basic swordsmanship of the Huashan faction 'Youfeng Laiyi'.

After the sword comes out, it can change at will, and it contains several powerful back moves. But now Linghu Chong stabbed with a sword, and he actually gave up all the back moves of this move, and directly used the weird sunflower true qi to trigger it, turning this sword into reality, and only then did it have the power of lightning like a thunderbolt.

"Hey, I've grown a lot. ”

The breezy voice was slightly pleased.

With a wave of the branch in his hand, the sword aura was great, and in an instant, countless sword shadows had already appeared.

Facing the lightning-fast sword of the fox, he slammed into it.

In a flash of lightning,

The two swords staggered.

At the moment when Ling Hu Chong's long sword was about to stab the wind clear, the branch of this peerless swordsman suddenly turned in mid-air, and he slid his sword back and flew to the side. Like a dragonfly dotting water, he clicked on Linghu Chong's long sword a few times.

Linghu Chong's Fenglaiyi is like a flash of lightning, and the power is unpredictable, but the wind is so light.

His long sword was immediately drawn aside, and his middle door opened, and his neck, heart, and other fatal vital points were leaked under the wind-blown branches.

"Idiot. ”

Feng Qingyang shouted sternly, and continued: "Dugu Nine Swords, there are no moves to win, the most important way of change, Feng Laiyi's moves are exhausted, are your swordsmanship also exhausted?"

Ling Hu Chong received the guidance of the wind Qingyang, and his expression immediately became serious.

The long sword in his hand changed, and with Feng Laiyi's move, the Buddha came to life.

The sword is at this moment, and the Buddha is no longer a sword.

It was a hideous and shining silver phoenix, flying vigorously around Linghu Chong, up and down, left and right, dripping and spinning. Just to prevent the wind from stabbing in the chest.

Feng Qingyang saw that Linghu Chong was on the defensive, and his expression was even more angry, and he scolded again:

"Stupid to death, Dugu Nine Swords, there is no advance or retreat, your swordsmanship has changed, but why don't you attack me, there are so many flaws in my swordsmanship, can't you find it?"

Ling Hu Chong heard Uncle Tai's scolding, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

Although the two of them use Huashan swordsmanship on the surface, they are actually using Dugu Nine Swords against the enemy, and Dugu Nine Swords are ever-changing. It is not easy to find a flaw in an ever-changing swordsmanship.

The Dugu Nine Sword didn't have any moves in the first place, and any flaws in its swordsmanship would disappear in the next change. If you want to break the Dugu Nine Sword, you can only break through the opponent's defenses before its next change comes.

This opportunity is fleeting.

Can Linghu Chong find it?

The wind-clear branches set off a burst of sword shadows, attacking the flaws in Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship, forcing Ling Hu Chong to retreat, unable to fight back even a move.

One sword, another sword.

Flashing by Ling Hu Chong's side.

Under the oppression of Feng Qingyang, a peerless swordsman, Ling Hu Chong's potential was stimulated little by little.

At this moment,

Under the shadow of the sword, Ling Hu Chong had long forgotten everything else, and only felt that his comprehension of the sword was like a flame, burning brightly.

Gradually,

Dugu Jiujian's mantra and mental method once again appeared in his mind.

Dugu Nine Swords, ever-changing.

Dugu Nine Swords, no tricks to win.

Dugu Nine Swords, insight into the opportunity, attacking the enemy's flaws, naturally advancing without retreat, Dugu seeks defeat.

Gradually,

Ling Hu Chong could even feel that the long sword in his hand had life, and he was excited, calling him to show all his power to the heavens and the earth.

An inexplicable impulse came straight to my mind.

Linghu Chong let out a loud roar like a dragon's groan.

Rumble!

Linghu Chong seemed to be one with the long sword in his hand, and he rose into the sky and went straight to the sky.

Thinking about the edge of the cliff,

Feng Qingyang saw that Linghu had an epiphany, and there was a new change in his body. A kind of bearing that only belongs to a swordsman slowly appeared on his body.

Hahahaha!

A hint of relief flashed on Feng Qingyang's face, and he laughed heroically.

"Wonderful, wonderful, this kind of swordsmanship is interesting......"

I saw that the sword shadow in the sky was clear, and the whole body rose into the air like a cloud of smoke.

Suddenly

A fierce sword intent went straight to the sky, turning into a flash as bright as electricity,

The momentum of the storm is surging.

This trick,

It is the 'Taiyue Sanqing Peak'!

Feng Qingyang moves three swords, one sword is stronger than the other, three swords come out at the same time, ten thousand sword shadows, at this moment they are all combined into one, let the Buddha transform into a giant sword that slashes the sky, and slashes it fiercely, so powerful, as if to split the entire Siguo cliff into two sections.

Linghu Chong saw that Uncle Feng Taishi used a trick 'Taiyue Sanqing Peak' with great power, and he was also amazed.

The sword qi of the wind was surging from far and near, surging in an instant, and under the power of that sword splitting the sky, it was really unavoidable and unstoppable.

Boom,

Ling Hu Chong felt the sword qi attack his body, countless filaments were cut out of his body, and a deep chasm that was more than a foot long was torn under his feet in an instant.

"Uncle Taishi, good swordsmanship. ”

After Ling Hu Chong praised it, his fighting spirit was not extinguished, and he had no intention of retreating, under the gaze of the wind and Qingyang, his swordsmanship changed, and under the urging of the Sunflower Treasure Book, he also made a move 'Taiyue Sanqingfeng'!

"It's really grown......"

The wind cleared and sighed, and with a wave of his sword, he also raised a move in his hand in an instant, facing Ling Hu Chong's long sword.

"Boom".

'Taiyue Sanqingfeng' vs. 'Taiyue Sanqingfeng'!

The wind is clear and the fox is chong!

The two infinitely powerful sword qi collided together, like thunder under the nine heavens, and a thunderbolt fell suddenly. It was as if the whole Siguo Cliff trembled violently in an instant.

Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship was like a god, no matter how weird and sharp Ling Huchong's sunflower sword qi was, it was still all down under his swordsmanship, but suddenly, his expression changed, and his eyes showed an incredible essence.

Suddenly there was silence between heaven and earth, and there was not a single sound.

Time has also stopped flowing.

Only where the wind blows, there is a faint white figure, which looks light and eerie.

This moment is eternal!

Feng Qingyang was surprised to see it. In the sword momentum of Linghu Chong's 'Taiyue Sanqing Peak', there was a sudden change that was wonderful and not in the world.

In Ling Hu Chong's 'Taiyue Sanqing Peak', the fourth sword and the fifth sword suddenly appeared...... The Tenth Sword.

This sudden change is simply the ultimate in kendo.

Feng Qingyang retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, and the 'Taiyue Sanqing Peak' in his hand collapsed. The withered branch in his hand was finally unable to resist and broke under the destruction of Ling Hu Chong's sword qi.

This peerless swordsman looked at the dead branch in his hand with some disbelief, his old face turned red, and he was actually a little annoyed. In an instant, he carried decades of mixed yuan gong, and his whole body immediately steamed, stirring the wind and clouds like a tide.

Feng Qingyang lost the dead branches, and his fingers made a sword, and he actually took down Ling Hu Chong's amazing sword qi, and when Ling Hu Chong was caught off guard, he also seized his long sword.

Alas!

Ling Hu Chong sighed deeply, the long sword in his hand was snatched, and he only thought that he had lost again.

Who knew that after Feng Qingyang snatched the long sword, he threw the sword into the air, and with a "bang" sound, the sword sounded like a dragon's roar, and after crossing an unpredictable parabola, it fell into the scabbard on Ling Hu Chong's waist accurately.

Linghu Chong was stunned.

But I heard the wind blowing in a lonely tone:

"Let's go, I don't have anything to teach you. ”