Chapter Eighty-Four: Ling Bo Weibu
Seeing that Ling Hu Chong was so insistent, Lao Yue sighed and said: "Since you insist on staying, then I won't say more about being a teacher, Huashan, you can go back at any time, and I will let Deno bring you food every day!"
After speaking, without waiting for Linghu Chong to answer, Lao Yue's figure disappeared on the way down the cliff like an arrow, and the last sentence similar to urging came from afar: "Every other month, I will come to check how your martial arts are progressing and teach you new swordsmanship! Don't think about being lazy with me!!"
"Fuck! You don't want to think about what I'm doing here!
After saying that, Ling Hu Chong returned to the cave, not paying attention to the "Nine Heavens Death Iron" that he had been pondering, because his matching sword had been destroyed, so he took out a long sword from the inner cave.
"It's about to begin!"
Whispering to himself, Ling Hu Chong slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the temperament of the whole person changed instantly, and his eyes revealed a fierce and incomparable edge!
The sword began to move, but it could only hear the "swish" sound of its slashing airflow, and it was impossible to see where the sword was swinging, only the light that shone in the sunlight flickered in the void, reflecting a dazzling golden light!
"There is Feng Laiyi!"
"Welcome to the pine!"
"Boundless Falling Wood!"
Endless sword moves rushed out like a wave, one move after another, and there was no too much rigidity in the moves, and the whole process was smooth and arbitrary!
At this time, if Lao Yue was present, he would definitely be dumbfounded, if this was attached to the same internal force cultivation, the lethality would definitely be much greater than it!!
After the Huashan faction's swordsmanship was cast, Linghu Chong did not stop, and then began the swordsmanship of the Dongyue Taishan faction, still one move after another, and the whole process was as smooth as a cloud!
"How is Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu is clear!"
"Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk!"
"Swing your chest and ascend to Zeng Yun, and decide to return to the bird!"
"It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance!"
A song "Wangyue", vividly summarized almost all the essence of the Taishan faction's swordsmanship! After the sword was finished, suddenly, Ling Hu Chong's figure jumped up in the air, turning into a black light under the sun's illumination, a sword stabbed out from the void, instantly like seven sword flowers, each sword flower turned into a sharp sword, and directly pierced through seven holes in a large rock opposite, like the uniform arrangement of the seven stars of the Big Dipper, but the seventh "star" was slightly bleak
This sword is one of the strongest swordsmanship of the Taishan faction, called "Seven Stars Falling into the Sky", the old man in Tsing Yi who ambushed Ling Hu Chong and others and stabbed Yue Lingshan also used this trick, the same swordsmanship, although the strength is slightly insufficient, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, Ling Hu Chong is stronger than the old man in Tsing Yi I don't know how much!!
Immediately afterwards, the three swordsmanship of Zhongyue Songshan, Beiyue Hengshan, and Nanyue Hengshan were cast one after another, although there were some flaws in the whole process, but on the whole, it was still smooth!
Suddenly, just as Ling Hu Chong was about to collect his sword, a sound of breaking wind came from behind, and his keen senses made him quickly turn around and return to his sword!
With a sound of "swish", a piece of soft rattan wrapped the long sword in Ling Hu Chong's hand, and a strong force came, and he directly dragged the long sword out of his hand and flew out, deeply piercing into a big rock not far away!!
The long sword was swept away, but Ling Hu Chong didn't see anyone on the other side, and even the rattan disappeared in broad daylight!!
"The response is good, but the experience of facing the enemy needs to be improved!" The voice of the wind came faintly from behind Ling Hu Chong.
"Uncle Taishi, you're here to teach me swordsmanship!!" Linghu Chong couldn't wait to turn around and ask.
Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "Hehe, all the swordsmanship that can be taught to you has been taught to you!
"You didn't run out just to take my sword and then laugh lewdly and leave last, right?"
"Uh, you can see it!hahahahaha!!hahahaha
"Your sister !!"
Linghu Chong simply ignored this obscene old man, bypassed him, walked to the big rock, and pulled out the long sword with a slight force. Continued to practice swords on his own
"Hey, little doll, don't you want to know what I'm here for?" Feng Qingyang asked when he saw that Ling Hu Chong ignored him, and was bored.
"I don't care what you do!Don't disturb me from practicing swords!!" Ling Hu Chong said honestly and unceremoniously.
"Originally, I just found a footwork cheat book that I practiced when I was young, and it was originally given to you to practice, since you don't want it, then I have to throw it back!"
As he spoke, Feng Qingyang took out a yellowed green pamphlet from his arms, and Ling Hu Chong raised his eyes indifferently, but was almost blinded by the four big characters in italics on the cover!!
For this footwork, the impression of Ling Hu Chong can be said to be deep-rooted! This is the first step in the world of the free school! ! It's no wonder that Feng Qingyang, this obscene guy, comes and goes without a trace every time! It turns out that he relies on this "Ling Bo Weibu"!!
"Okay! Since you're not interested, then I'll go! You can continue to practice the sword! I won't bother you!" After speaking, the wind was clear and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Linghu Chong shouted.
Feng Qingyang turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"
"That Uncle Taishi, the apprentice wants to learn this set of footwork with you!"
"Oh, aren't you uncommon? Why? Changed your mind?"
Linghu Chong nodded cheekily and smiled wryly.
"However, now my old man has changed his mind and doesn't want to teach," Feng Qingyang lowered his head and picked his fingers, and said.
"You don't want to be so obscene, okay?!"
"Whatever you say, I've changed my mind anyway!" Feng Qingyang said angrily.
"!" Ling Hu Chong couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.
His eyes rolled, and a wicked smile slowly appeared on the corner of Ling Hu Chong's mouth, and said, "Since you don't teach me, forget it, I'll go back to Huashan!"
After speaking, Ling Hu Chong threw his sword to the ground, and slowly stepped down the mountain road in the slightly surprised gaze of the wind and Yang
"Hey, little doll, why do you go back?!" Feng Qingyang asked a little eagerly.
Linghu Chong turned his head, pondered for a while, and said with an evil smile: "Suddenly Wenxing is very big, practicing martial arts is too tired, it is better to go back and find some paper and pencils, write some lewd/book art to survive As for the subject matter, it is naturally the wind hero Fenghua Xueyue or something, but the time is too short, and it needs to be exaggerated and exaggerated when necessary."
Hearing this, Jing Gu's unchanged old face suddenly turned green, and he shouted angrily: "Bastard! little rabbit cub, you come back for me!!"