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Not long after, Linghu Chong came out of the cave and said to Tian Boguang: "Brother Tian, ​​come on!"

"Okay" Tian Boguang responded

The two of them fought again. Although Linghu Chong used a mixture of Wuyue Sword School martial arts, he was far behind Tian Boguang. He lasted a few more moves before being kicked to the ground by Tian Boguang.

"How is it, brother Linghu, are you convinced?" Tian Boguang said proudly.

"Of course I don't accept it. It's like swordsmanship, but you actually do it." Linghu Chong said rather harshly.

Su Mo felt a hidden sword intent suddenly appear in the cave, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, Feng Qingyang came. Now that the goal had been achieved, Su Mo naturally didn't want to watch Linghu Chong play tricks anymore. He said, "Since the senior in the cave is here, why don't you come out and meet him for a drink?"

Naturally, Tian Boguang believed Su Mo's words and immediately said to Linghu Chong: "Well, Linghu Chong, no wonder you said you wanted to rest in a cave. It turns out there are experts in there to give guidance."

Linghu Chong was also startled and said hurriedly: "Brother Su, have you seen it wrong? There is no one else in this cave except a few withered bones. Where are the old seniors?"

"Senior Feng, this brother Linghu is also your disciple and grandson, how can you, the Grand Master Uncle, have the heart to watch him being bullied?" When Su Mo saw that Feng Qingyang refused to show up, she directly shouted, identity.

"Boy, who are you and why do you know my identity?" An old but energetic voice came from the cave.

At this moment, Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang felt that their eyes were blurred, and a white shadow flashed past their eyes. When they looked intently, a figure had appeared in the field. The second person's beard and hair were all white, and his face was like gold paper. It's the clear wind.

"Junior Su Mo, have you met Senior Feng?" Su Mo said to Feng Qingyang, not to mention his cultivation level, Feng Qingyang is much older than Su Mo, and Su Mo wants to imitate him. Dugu Nine Swords, you should be polite.

"System, scan Feng Qingyang"

"Ding, target person: Feng Qingyang, identity: Elder of Huashan Sword Sect, cultivation level: late peerless, skill: Hunyuan Gong, Dugu Nine Swords."

"Ding, I found that the heaven-level swordsmanship Dugu Nine Swords and the Xuan-level internal skill Hunyuan Gong can be burned at the cost of one hundred thousand and one thousand destiny crystals. Do you want to burn them?"

"Burn" Su Mo spent all his time not just for this book of swordsmanship.

"Ding, the burning is completed. Congratulations to the host for learning the Nine Swords of Dugu. Swordsman has taken up 10% of the world's luck. The current total is 30%. Please keep trying. The host can return to the real world after occupying 51%."

"Is it only 10%? It seems that the more powerful it is, the more luck it occupies. This evil-fighting sword technique is used throughout the whole play, and it indeed occupies more luck than the Dugu Nine Swords." Su Mo thought to herself, "This wind is clear. Such a high level of cultivation, and his internal strength is much deeper than that of Dongfang. If it weren't for his old age and weak strength, Dongfang might not be Feng Qingyang's opponent. If he hadn't made a breakthrough before, he would have had a slim chance of defeating him. As for who wins now No one knows until he has been beaten."

At this time, Feng Qingyang also stared closely at this handsome young man who did not look like a celebrity and said in surprise: "Su Xiaoyou's high level of cultivation is not far behind that of me. I almost made a mistake." "

"Senior Feng is so complimentary. It's far inferior to seniors." Su Mo said modestly.

"My little friend, don't be humble. I'm younger than you, but I'm not as good as you." Feng Qingyang is a swordsman. A swordsman would rather bend than bend. He is not as good as he is, and he won't do anything to deceive himself or others.

Seeing that Feng Qingyang was so refreshing, Su Mo smiled with great admiration: "Senior Feng, come and have a drink first. The wine I serve is not comparable to what you get from other places."

When Linghu Chong heard Su Mo say that this person was his uncle, he couldn't help but asked curiously: "Brother Su, you just said that this senior is a senior of my Huashan sect? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Tian Boguang, who was standing by, suddenly realized: "I remembered it. It is said that during the plague in Huashan, there was an old man named Feng Qingyang who was not on Mount Huashan at the time and escaped the catastrophe. Could it be that you are Feng Qingyang, old man Feng?" "

Feng Qingyang laughed while stroking his beard after hearing this: "It's hard to believe that there are still people in this world who remember me, Feng." He looked at Linghu Chong and said with some displeasure: "Now the disciples of Huashan are becoming more and more shameless, and all they learn is messy stuff. thing."

"Okay, senior, let's drink first, drink as much as possible, and we'll talk about other things later." Seeing Feng Qingyang preparing to scold Linghu Chong, Su Mo came to the rescue and said.

"Haha, my friend is right, drinking is the best." Feng Qingyang took the wine jar from Su Mo and took a sip.

"Good wine, Feng has lived for most of his life. He never thought that there is such a good wine in the world. I am really lucky." The wine in the system mall is naturally good, no wonder Feng Qingyang is also impressed by it.

"Little friend Su, what I saw you doing just now was just to lure me out. I'm afraid you're not looking for me to invite me to a bar?" Feng Qingyang put down the wine jar and asked.

Su Mo didn't hide anything when he saw this, and said directly: "I have heard that senior Dugu Jiujian is extremely exquisite, and I came here to ask for advice."

"Dugu Nine Swords, Brother Su, could it be that the successor of Dugu Nine Swords you mentioned last time is Uncle Feng Taishi?" Linghu Chong, who was standing aside, heard Su Mo talking about Dugu Nine Swords and asked hurriedly.

"Of course" Su Mo then looked at Feng Qingyang, "I wonder if senior is willing to give me some advice?"

Feng Qingyang had a good sense of Su Mo, and when he saw that Su Mo had such cultivation at such a young age, he couldn't help but feel hunting: "Okay, since little friend Su is interested, come on, let's go figure drawing." After that, he picked up Qinggong and walked to an open space. Flying away, Su Mo saw this and hurriedly picked up the Shen Zhao Jing to follow.

This Feng Qingyang didn't hold anything in his hand. He stood in front of Su Mo and burst out with sword intent. He seemed to be completely different from before. Although Feng Qingyang had sword intent before, it was faint and silent, as if it was sheathed. of sword. Now Feng Qingyang is sharp and sharp, like a peerless sword.

Su Mo didn't dare to be careless when facing Feng Qingyang. Feng Qingyang was holding nothing in his hand, which meant he had already touched the threshold of the swordless realm. Su Mo sucked in Linghu Chong's sword with her right hand.

Feng Qingyang Sword Su Mo couldn't help but ask without using the sword on her waist: "I saw that my little friend also has a magic weapon on his waist, why don't he use it?"

Su Mo didn't want Feng Qingyang to misunderstand that she looked down on him and explained: "Senior Feng, what is hanging on your lower waist is the ancient majestic sword Tai'a. It is extremely powerful. I am just competing with senior, not a life and death fight." .”

Feng Qingyang nodded when he saw this. He didn't think that flesh and blood could compete with the ancient divine weapons.

"Please ask Senior Feng for advice on the evil sword technique," Su Mo said. After saying that, Su Mo rushed towards Feng Qingyang, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him.

It was so fast, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but be slightly surprised. I didn't expect Su Mo's movement to be so fast.