Invincible Cheating Device Of Xianwu

Ling Fox Chong breathed under the overwhelming sword intent, and used his true qi to resist with all his might, but the shattering of his clothes told him that he couldn't resist for long, and fine beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Ling Foxong's forehead, and his whole body trembled, and after a while, his whole body was soaked.

"Impossible, how can I be so far behind! I can resist it! Ling Fox Chong almost crushed a pair of steel teeth, he couldn't accept it, Junior Uncle Zu could defeat him without a move.

What Gao Han didn't know was that because he was also learning swords, Ling Huchong would have to face the pressure of Feng Qingyang or not to learn swords several times greater.

"Senior doesn't need to know from and know that junior just wants to learn about Dugu Nine Swords this time."

Gao Han just took a faint step forward, and the sword intent of Feng Qingyang seemed to collide with the Ten Thousand Divine Mountain, and disappeared.

Feng Qingyang smiled, didn't care, looked at Gao Han and said: "The bad old man has lived in seclusion in Huashan for decades, and there is such a talent in the rivers and lakes, and those who reach your strength at this age can be described as unprecedented, and the bad old man admires." I don't know who the master is, maybe the bad old man knows your master." ”

From the old man to the bad old man, it represents the recognition of the wind and the recognition of Gao Han as a figure of the same level as him.

A peerless swordsman like him, even if he is approachable to his juniors, he must have a trace of pride in his heart.

Gao Han shook his head and said, "My master's name is Lin Zhengying, and he has no name in the rivers and lakes, and his seniors must not have heard of it." ”

Feng Qingyang nodded lightly and said solemnly: "To be able to teach a master like you, even if you are unknown, you must be a master, if you can, I really want to meet your master." ”

"Well said, I don't know if senior can let me see Dugu Nine Swords‖." Gao Han said.

"Facing you is completely different from facing Ling Fox Boy, facing you and I will definitely use all my strength, the sword hurts the most, and Dugu Nine Sword is even more so..."

Feng Qingyang's eyes were slightly hidden, hiding all his sword intent, but Gao Han could feel that his sword intent was not only not weakened by half a point, but burst out to shock the world, even more amazing.

"In this case, we are divided into both superiority and life and death!"

Gao Han shrugged his eyes, his face was ancient and waveless, but the breath that burst out of his body was extremely wild and domineering, and his words were even more incredible, which made Fox Chong's heart tremble, and he let out a long breath:

"When can I be so incredible!"

"Good! Good! Good! ”

The wind laughed loudly, the sound waves swept like rolling thunder, and the tiny stones in the cave fell one after another, and there was a shaky feeling in the cave.

He has not experienced defeat since he was forty years old, and a cold mind inevitably rises in his heart, and now facing Gao Han's challenge, not only does he not have a trace of anger, but a trace of joy in his heart.

"The cave is too small, let's go outside!"

Saying that, Feng Qingyang's figure disappeared into the cave with a shake.

Coming outside, Feng Qingyang picked up a branch, naturally hanging down with one hand, and pointing at Gao Han with the branch in the other.

Gao Han could feel the chilling sword intent on the branches of the tree.

"Uncle Junior, take the sword!" Ling Fox rushed out of the cave, but saw Feng Qingyang holding a branch, and quickly put the sword in his hand still towards Uncle Shizu.

Feng Qingyang remained motionless, allowing the sword to fall to the ground, making Fox Chong puzzled, but Gao Han suddenly chuckled and said, "There was once a senior who divided his sword technique into several realms. ”

Ling Fox Chong was confused, not knowing the fact that Gao Han suddenly said that this bull head was not the horse's mouth before the battle.

"Before the weak crown, he used the sword to pursue fierceness and fierceness, invincible, no move to win, no heavy intention to repeat the move."

"Before the age of thirty, he used a soft sword, pursuing impermanence and changeability, which contained changes in rigidity and softness."

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's eyes froze, as if he remembered something.

"Before the age of forty, he used an epee, and the epee was unsharp, and the sword was as skillful as a cleverness. The pursuit of lifting light as light, lifting weight as light, natural, informal, in the wonderless to show magic. ”

"After the age of forty, his swordsmanship is not stagnant, and grass, wood, bamboo and stone can be used as swords. Since then, he has gradually cultivated and gradually achieved the realm of no sword over a sword. ”

Ling Foxhong was touched in his heart, in comparison, he seemed to be inferior to the sword technique when this senior was weak, hearing the fickle nature of the soft sword, and pointing at the sword unconsciously practiced, but he couldn't experience that change.

Listening further down, when he heard that the heavy sword was without a blade, he was a little dumbfounded, and muttered in his mouth: "'' Big coincidence is not working, lifting light as light, lifting heavy as light, what kind of realm is this, it is simply beyond the Wuyue sword method. ”

"And Senior Feng's swordsmanship has long reached the realm of not stagnating in things, grass, wood, bamboo and stone can be used as swords, and your sword is no different from the branches in his hand."

Gao Han said with a faint smile, and then looked at Feng Qingyang and asked, "Senior, am I right?" ”

Feng Qingyang's face was solemn: "Ashamed, I only reached this realm when I was sixty years old, and when I was thirty years old, I also had a senior who said to me like this (Li's), before I and the Ling Fox boy were generally unruly, since I listened to that senior, I was stupid, I only felt that my sword skills were not as good as bullshit." ”

"And what he said, and what you said, eight or nine is not separated from ten, where did you know it!"

Feng Qingyang's face was calm in front, and when he said the next few words, the words were like thunder explosions, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Gao Han.

Gao Han smiled lightly: "Even if I sell a pass, the senior is defeated, I will naturally tell the senior." ”

Feng Qingyang's eyes froze, his figure flashed, the distance of ten zhang flashed, and the white mist that spread all over the cliff of thinking dispersed in an instant.

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The wind was clear and pointed into a sword, and a fierce sword aura extended from the fingers, looming in the void, and the air was cut all over the sword marks.