Martial arts world explorer

Chapter 72
Each of the Five Sacred Swordsmanship has its own strengths, the Hengshan School has needles hidden in the cotton, the Hengshan School is ever-changing, the Taishan School is full of antiquity, the Songshan School is majestic and majestic, and the Huashan School is dangerous and complicated.

Fighting with the Sun Moon God Sect all the year round, the masters of the Wuyue Sword School suffered heavy losses, and many swordsmanship was lost. Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan School took the Songshan swordsmanship out of the chaff and kept the essence, sorted out and perfected the Songshan Seventeen Ways of Fast and Slow Swordsmanship, the power is The crown of the five mountains.

These years, Zuo Lengchan has often been complacent about it. Today, seeing Feng Qingyang performing the Huashan sword technique, he realized that he was just a frog at the bottom of a well. This kind of divine sword would probably blow out his sword like blowing out a candle, even with blowing out kill his life.

Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship is just like his name, the momentum of the sword turns into a ray of breeze, flowing through the cloud platform of Huashan, the old body has been completely hidden in the clouds, like a dragon that can be big or small, can ascend or hide .

Mist, Yuntai, pines, cypresses, strange rocks, strange rocks, every plant and every tree are the swords of the breeze, everywhere and everywhere.

Seeing this, Linghu Chong couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts. In the past, Feng Qing spread the sword, saying that Linghu Chong would have to practice hard for at least 20 years before he could compete with the heroes of the world.

Although Linghu Chong is open-minded, he also has a youthful heart. After learning swordsmanship, he has few opponents, so he naturally develops a bit of arrogance. It is only now that he is just arrogant. Compared with Feng Qingyang's divine sword, his swordsmanship is far more immature , is simply too weak.

Feng Qingyang is chic and unrestrained, Dongfang Bubai is arrogant, and Feng Qingyang's sword is radiant and cold at the top of Huashan, but it can't suppress the glory of Dongfang Bubai.

Sunflowers facing the sun, Dongfang Bubai's internal strength has reached the limit of masculinity, yin and yang attract each other, and the true energy of the most yang guides the lunar moonlight, and the bright moon covers Dongfang Bubai's big red robe with a thin layer of gauze.

At this moment, Dongfang Bubai is so domineering, the wind blows and crushes it, the fog rises and crushes it, no matter what, it will crush it.

Feng Qingyang is the pinnacle of moves, and Dongfang Bubai is the pinnacle of speed. When the speed reaches a certain level, a blade of grass or a grain of sand can burst out with terrifying power. Speed ​​is power. Absolute speed is absolute power.

Lin Xuan stared at Dongfang Bubai intently. These days, Lin Xuan swallowed pills and took medicine, and his strength has increased again, and his speed has also increased. He is not inferior to the seriously injured Dongfang Bubai who attacked the camp that night.

If he desperately tried his best, it would not be impossible to catch up with the current Dongfang Bubai at speed, but only with speed, he couldn't be able to use such wonderful tricks while moving at such a high speed.

Different from the incomplete version of the evil sword manual, Dongfang Bubai's Sunflower Collection is more complete and its moves are more refined. There are only five basic moves of Guangjun, Liuhe, Suifeng, Yiyun, and Kongchan, as well as the explosive killer move Hell Sunflower.

The moves are concise, but thousands of strange moves can be randomly arranged and combined as the speed changes.

Feng Qingyang and Dongfang Bubai had gone through tens of hundreds of tricks, those with poor eyesight could only see clouds and mist fluctuations, and green and red figures, while those with strong eyesight could see three or two percent of strange moves.

Even Linghu Chong and Lin Xuan, two people who practiced the same martial arts, couldn't do it if they wanted to spy on everything, let alone others.

In fact, when one's martial arts reach a certain level, one walks out of one's own way. The way of Feng Qingyang may not be suitable for Linghu Chong, and the way of Dongfang Bubai may not be suitable for Lin Xuan.

Excessive demands, and the heart is a slave to the form, but it is nothing but a failure.

Suddenly, there was an explosion in the air. It was obvious that Feng Qingyang and Dongfang Bubai had pushed their martial arts to the extreme, and the battle was about to come to an end.

The sharp sword intent pierced out from the clouds and mist, causing all the spectators to step back a few feet, and the figure that could not be seen clearly was completely invisible now.

Suddenly, a series of air explosions erupted. Everyone knew that the most critical moment had come, and they held their breath, not daring to make the slightest sound.

With a soft sound and a muffled hum, the clouds dispersed, leaving only two figures, one green and one red, on the cloud platform of Huashan Mountain.

The pine branch in Feng Qingyang's hand was polished into the shape of a wooden sword following the fight. At this time, the wooden sword happened to hit Dongfang Bubai's heart.

The dagger in Dongfang Bubai's right hand had just pierced halfway, and a few red silk threads were tied to his left hand, and the front end of the thread was connected to Feng Qingyang's body.

Feng Qingyang won?East is undefeated?Lose both?
No one knew what the outcome would be, and no one dared to step forward.

Dongfang Bubai said softly: "Senior Feng, when I pierced the seven big acupuncture points on your chest with this move, why didn't you make a move when you were supposed to sever my heart?"

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "Because I can't do it. If I let go of my heart a few years ago, I might be able to stab the last sword, but I wake up too late. If it is not for the geographical advantage, I may not be able to use this sword." Come out, boy Lin's kindness was wasted by a bad old man like me in the end."

After a pause, Feng Qingyang said with the last of his strength: "Don't be complacent, I was defeated, but I found a talented successor, one day, someone will prove that Dugu Nine Swords is not weaker than others .”

Linghu Chong said loudly: "Dongfang Bubai, within three years, I will definitely go to Heimuya to discuss swords with you."

Dongfang Bubai smiled and said: "Okay, if I can live to that time, you can challenge me as much as you like."

Before he finished speaking, Dongfang Bubai had already taken away the silk thread in his left hand, the wooden sword in Feng Qingyang's hand turned into flying ash, and his aging body fell to the ground with a "plop".

The world's number one swordsman, fell, the East is undefeated, the world's number one.

Dongfang Bubai lightly flicked the blood from his heart, glanced at everyone, and said provocatively: "I won that battle just now, but it was not easy for me to win. I was injured more seriously than last time. So many of you If you swarm up, I am definitely not an opponent, if you are willing to make a move, do it now, if you don't want to, I will leave now."

There are many masters present, especially Fang Zheng, Zuo Lengchan, Ren Woxing, Lin Xuan, Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun, and Chongxu. They are all top figures in the world. If they rush forward, even the uninjured Dongfang Bubai must stay away. , not to mention Dongfang Invincible who was seriously injured.

No one dared to make a move. Dongfang Bubai said it lightly, but everyone knew that the injured beast was the most ferocious beast. If he made a move at this time, Dongfang Bubai would definitely use the most vicious means to kill a few lives.

There were many people who wanted to kill Dongfang Bubai, but very few people were willing to put their lives to the death of Dongfang Bubai. At least among those present, only Linghu Chong had such an idea.

But just as he talked about the three-year contract, Yue Lingshan held him back, so the possibility of making a move is almost zero.

Seeing that no one made a move, Ren Woxing was very anxious. If he missed today, he would never have such a good chance to kill Dongfang Bubai.

(End of this chapter)