"Uncle Fengtai, the apprentice grandson has been having a little itchy hands lately, I want to pick it up with you alone, let's come out and talk about it!" Ling Hu Chong laughed loudly.

"Stinky boy, he's not very old, but he's not a little brave!" a figure suddenly appeared in front of Ling Hu Chong like lightning, and because of the speed, it even brought up an afterimage.

"Stinky boy, do you want to compare with the old man?" Feng Qingyang, whose hair and beard were all white, said unhappily: "Don't say it's you, even your master Yue Buqun, who is called 'Gentleman's Sword', is not qualified to say this." ”

"Uncle Fengtai, the so-called back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach. Your old man has been in the mountains for too long, the news is outdated, and my master is no longer my opponent. Ling Hu Chong said excitedly: "Uncle Taishi, let's fight!"

Linghu Chong stepped on Ling Bo and rushed forward in micro steps, and directly used the peerless martial arts to descend the dragon eighteen palms, and shouted: "Uncle Fengtai, take my palm, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending dragon have regrets!"

Feng Qingyang has been famous for many years, and he is a mythical figure in today's martial arts, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and he rarely encounters opponents in today's rivers and lakes.

The moment the palms touched, Feng Qingyang paid the price for his carelessness, a huge force came from the palm, Feng Qingyang was shocked, and hurriedly gathered all the remaining five points of strength in his right palm, trying his best to resist Ling Hu Chong's palm.

It's a pity that it's a good one, all the games are lost, with Ling Hu Chong's internal cultivation at this time, even if Feng Qingyang shoots with all his might, he is not an opponent, not to mention that he still has his hand, so Feng Qingyang was blown away on the spot, and after landing, he retreated more than a dozen steps in a row before standing firm, and Ling Hu Chong did not stand proudly on the ground at all, and did not retreat a single step.

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and bluffed, his face flushed for a while, half of it was ashamed, half of it was slapped by Hu Chong's palm, and Ling Hu Chong's peerless palm technique used by Dacheng Jiuyang Divine Skill to descend the dragon eighteen palms, how could it be so easy to catch, Feng Qingyang is now full of true qi in chaos, his whole body is not strong, and his whole body cannot move.

After a while, Feng Qingyang eased up, suppressed the restless true qi of the whole body, and praised Ling Hu Chong: "I didn't expect that at your young age, your internal strength is so strong, and sure enough, there are talented people in the country, and the era of the old man has passed." ”

"But if you want to defeat the old man, I'm afraid it's not so easy!" The wind cleared and let out a long roar, and an invincible momentum spread from his body, and the whole heaven and earth were silent, this is the momentum of heaven and earth that only the peak of the supreme master can comprehend.

Ling Hu Chong's face changed, and the Northern Spiritual Skill Jiuyang Divine Skill operated all over his body, and a majestic atmosphere, the momentum of overwhelming heaven and earth burst out from his body, and he pressed towards Feng Qingyang.

Boom! The top of Siguo Cliff suddenly changed color, lightning and thunder, this is the top duel between the two super masters, their spirit and spirit have affected the changes in nature.

"Come on!"

"Let's fight!"

The two figures rose to the sky, Feng Qingyang had an adventure in his early years, learned the peerless swordsmanship and palm technique of Dugu to seek defeat, his martial arts talent was extremely high, and then he created a set of splitting mountain palms, which had beaten all the invincible hands in the martial arts, and was known as the myth of martial arts.

And Linghu Chong has great luck, is the protagonist of this era, not only got the Dugu Nine Swords of Dugu seeking defeat, but also Jiuyang Divine Skill, Northern Shengong, Qiankun Great Shift, Ling Bo Weibu, Six Veins Divine Sword, Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending and many other peerless martial arts, among which there is a generation of martial arts mythological Xuzhu and Duan Yu's whole body skills condensed by the relics, which have also been thoroughly absorbed and digested by him, and the body has been condensed into a golden pill, breaking through the mythical top master of the innate realm, and even surpassing the limit of martial arts, becoming one of the few mythical legends in the history of the rivers and lakes。

The wind is clear and the two of them fight fiercely in the air, from the sky to the river, on the cliff, the heaven and earth are full of the afterimages of their fighting, the fists and feet of the sword are easy to come, the palm, the body, the internal strength of the collision is extremely fierce, and even shattered a few small peaks.

In the end, Feng Qingyang was old and weak, and his successor was weak, and he was knocked to the ground by Ling Hu Chong with a palm, and he was completely paralyzed.

"Uncle Fengtai, are you okay!" Ling Hu Chong hurriedly rushed over to help Feng Qingyang up, he was really worried that he would be too heavy and destroy this ancestor-level figure. You must know that this Feng Qingyang is the patron saint of the Huashan faction, a living fossil-like character, although he ignores the management of the Huashan faction, but as long as the Huashan faction is in danger, he will definitely take action, Feng Qingyang in the original book has been silently waiting for the Huashan faction, once there is an irresistible external force against the Huashan faction, he will definitely take action to destroy the opponent by thunder.

"Happy, happy! I have never fought so freely since the old man went into hiding!" Feng Qingyang shouted loudly, and after a while, he said with some sadness: "Alas, I am getting old, and it is really a long time after the waves push the front waves, I can't imagine that the Huashan faction has produced such a peerless talent as you! My Huashan faction is not far away from replacing the Wudang faction of the Linghu Temple and laughing at the rivers and lakes." ”

Feng Qingyang really deserves his reputation, I am afraid that he has reached the peak of the peerless master, although Ling Hu Chong has reservations, but it is really commendable to be able to fight with him who has a variety of mythical peerless martial arts for three hundred rounds before he fell due to physical exhaustion.

"I really can't imagine that Yue Buqun's own martial arts are a piece of stool, I didn't expect to be able to teach you such a piece of beautiful jade, it is simply the greatest miracle in the past. ”

Linghu Chong helped Feng Qingyang to the stone bench, Feng Qingyang said with emotion: "Two years ago, when you kid was thinking about the cliff wall, your martial arts were so bad that you couldn't even get a piece of, I didn't expect that in just two years, you could reach this point, if I expected it to be good, you left your hand in the battle just now." ”

"Uncle Taishi, I'm ......" Ling Hu Chong was a little embarrassed, don't spare any strength, in case I accidentally kill your old man, I don't want to cry to death.

"You don't have to be embarrassed, and you don't have to worry about my old bones' face, the old man is so old, these false names have long been lightened, otherwise he wouldn't live in seclusion here. Feng Qingyang smiled at Ling Hu Chong.

"The old man's martial arts cultivation is already a rare opponent in the rivers and lakes, and there are only four people in this world who can fight with the old man. Feng Qingyang suddenly said to Linghu: "Of course, you have surpassed this range, and the old man's old bones are no longer your opponent." ”

"Uncle Fengtai, how is the realm of martial arts assessed on the rivers and lakes, the apprentice grandson has been practicing in the rivers and lakes for two years, and he has never heard from his fellow Taoists in the rivers and lakes, so he doesn't know much about these yet. Ling Hu Chong said curiously.

"Hehe, ordinary martial arts people are not qualified to come into contact with these, only when they reach the first-class masters, the elders of the sect will gradually let them come into contact with these realm divisions. Feng Qingyang said with a smile: "Two years ago, you were just a second-rate stinky boy, and your master naturally won't explain it to you, as for the people you met on the rivers and lakes, they are not high-level people, at best, they are a second-rate level." ”

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