"Linghu Chong boy, I'll teach you, you listen well...... You first make a move to run through the sun, followed by a phoenix, and then a golden goose to cross the sky......"

Feng Qingyang gushed in one breath and said thirty-six moves.

This Linghu Chong is no longer the other Linghu Chong, not only smart, but also known as the way of swordsmanship, think about it carefully, his eyes are bright, and he shows a smile. He turned around and said, "Brother Tian, let's fight again, how about it?"

Tian Boguang said loudly: "Feng senior, Tian Boguang is a post-born boy, he is not worthy of playing tricks with your old guy, if you do it, you will inevitably have a ** share." ”

Feng Qingyang nodded, walked over to Lin Changsheng and Lin Pingzhi, and sat down together. Lin Changsheng looked at the old man and secretly exclaimed. He instructed Hu Chong's thirty-six Huashan swordsmanship, which was just to restrain Tian Boguang's fast sword.

In the original book, he taught Ling Hu Chong thirty sword moves, and Ling Hu Chong won Tian Boguang's bet at the beginning of his practice. This time, it went one step further, which is remarkable.

"Look at the knife!" Tian Boguang shouted, swinging his knife and slashing at Linghu Chong. Linghu Chong dodged sideways, and the long sword stabbed back, making a sword interception move. As soon as he made a sword, his back moves poured out, his swordsmanship was light and agile, and some of the moves he used were mentioned by Feng Qingyang, and some were outside the thirty-six moves. He has already comprehended the essence of the eight characters of "flowing clouds and flowing water, doing whatever you want", and the swordsmanship is used, and it naturally moves with his heart.

The best thing is that together with his moves, he restrained Tian Boguang's single knife, although it could not be said that Tian Boguang's fast knife was completely broken, but it also suppressed his moves, making it difficult for him to attack.

It's different, it's really different.

In the original book, although Ling Hu Chong fought with Tian Boguang for more than 100 moves, in the final analysis, he lost. Looking at it now, this makes Hu Chong feel a little pressed against Tian Boguang.

That's a big change.

Lin Changsheng watched the fight between the two, his heart groaned slightly, and the corners of his eyes glanced at the wind from time to time. This old guy is really amazing, just said the order of some sword moves, and broke the comparison of the strength of the two. Lin Changsheng also did this, but with the Huashan Sword Technique alone, it would not be possible.

There were about 200 moves, Tian Boguang flashed with a flash, forcing Linghu Chong to retreat, he jumped away quickly, and said loudly: "Brother Tian, you and I should be here today." ”

Tian Boguang frowned, and said: "Ling Hu Chong, your swordsmanship has advanced greatly, Tian Boguang asked himself if he couldn't take you within fifty moves, but for the sake of my Tian Mou's life, unless you defeat me, don't want to let me leave." ”

Ling Hu Chong felt a big headache when he heard this, and said, "Brother Tian, why should you be like this, Ling Hu Chong will not go down the mountain." ”

Tian Boguang's anger flashed, and he was about to step forward again. At this time, Lin Changsheng suddenly got up and said, "Okay." Tian Boguang, you go down the mountain. ”

Tian Boguang was startled, looked sideways, and an object suddenly flew in, he reached out to take it, and realized that it was a medicine bottle. "Here are a few pills, enough for you to detoxify. ”

Tian Boguang's expression was stunned, and he carefully opened the medicine bottle, and by the moonlight, he saw that there were three pills inside. He sniffed it gently, and a fragrant breath shook his spirit, "Good pill!" He happily put away the pill and said, "This pill really works." ”

Lin Changsheng snorted: "Don't worry, even if it can't save your life, it is enough to suppress the toxins in your body." ”

Tian Boguang was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, thank you." Brother Linghu, Tian said goodbye. "He didn't want to stay for a long time, one Lin Changsheng and the other Feng Qingyang, with these two here, he didn't want to arrest Ling Hu Chong, now that he has the pill, he naturally doesn't dare to do any more entanglement.

Lin Changsheng looked at Feng Qingyang until there were no footsteps in his ears, and he said, "Senior Feng, I heard that you have a set of Dugu Nine Swords, right?"

Feng Qingyang's expression moved, he looked at Lin Changsheng with a little curiosity, and said, "You kid actually knows the Dugu Nine Swords? Yes, Feng Mou has this set of swordsmanship." ”

Ling Hu Chong didn't know why, but Lin Pingzhi on the side was extremely shocked, this old man actually knew the world's first swordsmanship.

Lin Changsheng laughed and said, "Don't hide it from your predecessors, you also know Dugu Nine Swords." When I came to Huashan, I was really lucky to be able to see the wind seniors. ”

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and frowned, and said in surprise: "You also know Dugu Nine Swords?impossible, impossible ......"

Lin Changsheng smiled but did not speak, stretched out his hand flat, and pointed at the sword, and stabbed straight out. Feng Qingyang let out a "huh", and his body flashed to the side, not wanting Lin Changsheng's sword finger to follow and stab him in the left shoulder. Feng Qingyang raised his hand, and also pointed to the sword, piercing Lin Changsheng's flaw. Lin Changsheng's kung fu is not weak, and his realm is also high, but he can't reach the realm of winning without moves.

But he knew where the flaws in his martial arts were, so as soon as Feng Qingyang made a move, his moves changed, his arm was bent, and his face was hard.

The two of them stood within a radius of three feet, and they came and went with both hands, but no one could help anyone for a while, and they didn't even touch their sleeves. After fighting for more than ten moves, Feng Qingyang's hand stopped, and sighed: "You kid really has Dugu Nine Swords, amazing!"

Lin Changsheng smiled slightly and said, "I am also very curious about the Dugu Nine Swords of my predecessors. ”

Feng Qingyang looked at him and said lightly: "My swordsmanship was obtained by accident, but I don't know where your swordsmanship came from?"

Lin Changsheng thought that Feng Qingyang knew that Dugu was seeking defeat, and his heart moved, and he asked rhetorically: "Can the predecessor's swordsmanship be obtained from the land of Xiangyang?"

Feng Qingyang was surprised: "How do you know?

Lin Changsheng secretly said that this was indeed the case. It seems that this Dugu went to the Sword Shrine to seek defeat, but he shouldn't know the Sword Sect, but he just got the Dugu Nine Swords in that stone cave.

However, the original book can be like this, but here, wasn't the Dugu Nine Swords taken by himself? Where did he get the Dugu Nine Swords?

Thinking of this, Lin Changsheng's expression was a little strange, and he said, "The place where the predecessor got the sword is in that Dugu Valley?"

Feng Qingyang nodded and said, "Yes, it's there." No, you kid has been to that place too. ”

Lin Changsheng smiled and said, "After passing on the Dugu Nine Swords, I was more curious about Dugu's defeat predecessors, and I specially researched it, so I was fortunate to find that place." ”

Unlike the smile on his face, his heart was strangely tight. The Dugu Nine Swords were obviously taken away by themselves, where did the Dugu Nine Swords come from? Could it be an old naughty boy? No, the sword score is here for me. Could it be yourself...... The more he thought about it, the more strange it became. Did you know about today's events, so you put the sword book back?

It's quite possible!

Exhaled, Lin Changsheng scolded secretly, history is really a fucked thing. His ears moved, he heard footsteps, his eyes glanced, and the wind was clear but he also looked down the mountain.

Lin Changsheng said: "Someone is coming......

Linghu Chong looked down the mountain, was overjoyed, and said, "It's the little junior sister......

Lin Changsheng nodded and said, "Brother Linghu, let's hide first." ”

Feng Qingyang did not speak, his body flashed, and he disappeared into the forest. Lin Changsheng saw it and immediately followed. The wind was clear and fast, flickering in the forest, Lin Changsheng chased after him, and even Lin Pingzhi forgot about it for the time being. The two of them quickly left the forest, descended from a high slope, and flew on the forest path.

Not long after, the wind in front of me stopped, and I stood beside a stream, looking into the distance.

Lin Changsheng stopped not far from him and said loudly: "Senior, I want to learn a few tricks from my seniors, and I hope that my seniors will teach me." ”

Feng Qingyang laughed and said, "Boy, Feng swore that he would not be a real opponent in his lifetime." But you have a fate with the wind, so it doesn't hurt to have a few tricks with you. Come, let Feng see your martial arts. He turned around, his eyes burned, and two rays of light flashed, like stars in the night sky.

Lin Changsheng's heart was awe-inspiring, he clenched his fists slightly, clasped his hands in his sleeves, and rushed up. "Look at the move!" "Hands into knives, slashing out horizontally. Feng Qingyang laughed loudly, pointed to the sword, and moved forward lightly. With a pop, a burst of energy burst out, and it actually pierced through the sword light of Lin Changsheng's hands and stabbed him in the left shoulder. Lin Changsheng was not in a hurry, his body turned, his moves changed, and he slashed down.

Feng Qingyang's sword fingers pressed slightly, seemingly slow, but in fact, it was a quick oblique sword. His moves were simple, and the two moves in a row were all the last to come first, so that Lin Changsheng had to change his moves in turn.

Lin Changsheng attacked ten moves in a row and changed ten moves, but he didn't even touch the placket of the breeze. This made him feel a sense of frustration in his heart, and he held back a breath of anger, and his actions became faster and more ruthless.

"Go!" grabbed out with a claw, and Lin Changsheng had a sinister aura on his face. Feng Qingyang's eyes glanced at him, his brows frowned slightly, his left hand pointed together, and a pop was in the center of his palm.

Lin Changsheng's body shook, shook slightly, and took three steps back in succession. He looked into his palm, and there was a red mark there. 'It's dangerous!' he said secretly, he exhaled, and silently recited the trick of refining his mind to calm himself down. Looking up at the wind again, the old man stood there indifferently, but he admired it even more.

With a sword just now, it's a breath-breaking style. If it weren't for the mercy of his subordinates, I'm afraid that a single sword could pierce his palm. This sword is by no means worse than his own sword finger.