With the raging wind, the overwhelming sword shadow rushed down towards Linghu, similar to the "Boundless Falling Wood" but much faster than the ordinary Boundless Falling Wood!

Linghu rushed back and retreated sharply while flashing several thoughts in his heart, if he kept dodging like this, he couldn't tell the winner after all, let's take out the sword, the other party is not a character who can fool the past with two casual strokes, and he is bound to expose his strength!

What to do? How is this good?

Thinking of this, Ling Hu Chong deliberately stumbled backwards and decided to take a risk, if it didn't work, he would only expose some strength......

Feng Buping's fast sword was as swift as a wind, and followed Ling Hu Chong's falling head stab, Ling Hu Chong's right hand was back, and the long sword pointed down against the ground to support his body's center of gravity, and at the same time, the scabbard in his left hand met the long sword, and directly included it in it, and his body was flipped over, and he directly snatched the long sword of Feng Buping with the scabbard!

Everyone present was stunned by the scene just now, not only Ling Hu Chong's luck, but also his reaction speed was extremely fast!

"You've lost!" Ling Hu Chong said indifferently to Feng Buping.

Of course, there must be a sword for "comparing swords and swords", but as the descendant of the Sword Sect, Feng Buping's long sword has already been taken away, and the victory or defeat is already obvious.

Feng Buping hung his head unwillingly, wanted to say something but argued unreasonably, this battle was too aggrieved!

If you want to talk about grievances, I'm afraid that Hu Chong's feelings are even higher than him!

However, except for Lu Bai, everyone's victory against Ling Hu Chong was due to luck, and there was no doubt about it, because the whole process was clever!

A group of Huashan sect disciples worshiped Ling Hu Chong spontaneously, and they all regarded the senior brother as their goal, but Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth, his face was full of unwillingness, the more Ling Hu Chong was in the limelight, the more unbalanced his heart became!

"Brother Feng. Do you have anything else to say?" Old Yue Chang breathed a sigh of relief and said leisurely.

"Today, Feng's skills are not as good as others, and he has nothing to say! Alas...... That's it, that's it......"

When the word "stop" was said at the end, Feng Buping had already dropped the scabbard and turned down the mountain to leave.

"Senior Brother Lu, please tell Senior Brother Zuo, just say that I can't accept his kindness!"

Lu Bai saw that Feng Buping, the "protagonist", had lost his fighting spirit, and it was not a matter for him to stay here, so he sighed and led everyone who came with him down the mountain and left

Mrs. Yue smiled: "Chong'er, this time thanks to your cleverness. Otherwise, if our Huashan faction is defeated, it will fall into the hands of the evil way. ”

Linghu Chong scratched his head, laughed dryly, and did not talk.

Lao Yue snorted and said, "It's still so reckless to do things!"

Mrs. Yue frowned, and then reprimanded: "Chong'er, how old are you, you are about to marry a daughter-in-law, how can you be so thoughtful in doing things." A sword, no matter how precious it is, is something outside the body after all. What if something happens to you?"

Yue Lingshan looked at the "Blue Water Sword" in his hand, and then peeked at Ling Hu Chong. An indescribable taste spreads in my heart.

Ling Hu Chong heard the concern in Shi Niang's words, and his heart couldn't help but feel warm, and at this time, there was a fierce cold next to the dantian!

Linghu Chong secretly said in his heart: "What's the matter? How could it be ......"

Mrs. Yue saw that Ling Hu Chong's face suddenly turned pale, and her expression was not quite right, so she asked worriedly, "Chong'er." What's wrong with you?"

Ling Hu Chong wanted to open his mouth to answer, but the chill in his body made him have no time to open his mouth to speak!

Mrs. Yue hurriedly touched Ling Hu Chong's forehead, which really shocked her into a cold sweat, Ling Hu Chong's forehead was like ice, and the cold infected, and Mrs. Yue used her skills for a long time to barely force this trace of cold poison out of her palm!

Seeing this, Lao Yue hurriedly asked, "Senior sister, what's the matter with Chong'er?"

Mrs. Yue said, "Senior brother, Chong'er...... Chong'er's body is so cold, it looks like she has been hit by some powerful cold poison!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Lao Yue, but also Lu Monkey and Yue Lingshan also came over to take a look, but they were stopped by Lao Yue waving his sleeves.

"Don't get closer!" Lao Yue shouted in a deep voice.

After speaking, he reached out and pulled up Ling Hu Chong's wrist and called the pulse gate, because the cold poison was too strong, Lao Yue could barely hold it when he wrapped his palm with the "Zixia Divine Skill"!

"Huh, Chong'er's internal strength cultivation is ...... When did it get so high?" exclaimed Lao Yue.

Investigating inward again, Lao Yue was already more than capable of strength, the cold poison was too powerful, and at this moment, he had already exerted the "Zixia Divine Skill" to the extreme, his face was purple, and he had to retreat.

Mrs. Yue asked, "Senior brother, what's the matter?"

Lao Yue slowed down, and said with some horror: "The cold poison in Chong'er's body is really strange, and besides, his internal strength cultivation has reached the first-class realm!"

"First-class realm?!"

"Yes, although I don't know what adventures Chong'er had during this time, I can't be wrong!"

The disciples were in an uproar when they heard this, and they all knew very well what the first-class realm meant, because a few days ago, Lao Yue had taught about the division of martial arts cultivation.

Martial arts cultivation is determined by internal force cultivation, and internal force cultivation is roughly divided from low to high: non-entry, third-rate, second-rate, first-class, peak, peerless, peerless these realms, and the first-class realm is already a strong person who can take charge of himself!

Mrs. Yue's internal force cultivation is at the early stage of the peak, while Lao Yue's internal force cultivation is between the peak and the peak, and he is the strongest existence in the Wuyue Sword Sect except for Zuo Lengchan!

However, Lao Yue, who has such a deep internal force, has no way to take the cold poison in Ling Hu Chong's body, you can imagine how powerful it is, it seems that no matter what kind of power you have, you have to pay a price to obtain, and the gain of power is always proportional to the price paid!

Ling Hu Chong took advantage of Lao Yue's disturbance of the "Zixia Divine Skill" just now, and gradually regained the dominance of his body, and immediately forcibly forced the cold qi that had been refined into the ice beads!

The cold air on the surface of his body gradually dissipated, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, Ling Hu Chong's eyes slowly opened, and his whole body also regained consciousness. However, this kind of recovery is only temporary, maybe the cold poison will be cold for a while, or it is impossible to say when it will be done again! Ling Hu Chong now thinks about whether it was a mistake to absorb the ice beads of the ice silkworm in the first place?

"Chong'er, how are you?" asked Mrs. Yue, who touched Ling Hu Chong's forehead again, feeling that she had returned to normal before she relaxed slightly.

"Big Brother ......"

"Big Brother ......"

Yue Lingshan and Lu Monkey both looked at Ling Hu Chong with worried faces, and the latter forcibly squeezed out an indifferent smile at the two of them, signaling that they were okay and that they didn't have to worry...... (To be continued......)