There is a gentle breeze, drizzle, and an inexplicable world, as if the sky is crying and the earth is mourning.
At this time, this square of heaven and earth contains another miniature world. This world is about ten meters in diameter. The rich purple mist seems to have turned into substance and filled it. Occasionally, bright lights like meteors streak across this world.
The square purple sky and earth flashed and disappeared.
A few hundred meters away, Linghu Chong and others were shocked. What kind of power was that? It was simply not human, like a god or a demon.
At this time, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong were looking solemnly at the old man in the green robe with white hair and white beard in front of them.
"Senior brother, who is that? Why do I feel familiar!" Ning Zhongze looked at the old man with a look of confusion and disbelief.
"Junior sister, do you also suspect it's him?" Yue Buqun said with a complicated look on his face, solemnly.
"Senior brother, do you also think it's him? Then it's probably him." Ning Zhongze also had a complicated expression at this time, with a look of reminiscence on his face.
"It should be him. I didn't expect that he would reappear after being extinct for decades." Yue Buqun seemed to recall the past. At that time, there was a senior in Huashan with unparalleled grace, superb swordsmanship, extraordinary and unpredictable swordsmanship, and was almost invincible in the world.
.
"The other person is Zifan?" Ning Zhong looked at the blurry figure in the purple mist and said doubtfully.
"It's Zifan. That purple mist should be the manifestation of the Zixia magical skill after it has been mastered." Yue Buqun looked at the thick purple mist with a radius of ten meters, his expression was shocked and he couldn't believe it.
He has practiced Zixia Magic Kung Fu for more than ten years and has reached the fourth level. Compared with the elders who have practiced Zixia Magic Kung Fu in the past generations of Huashan, although it is not that good, it is not bad either.
But how long has he been practicing as a disciple? It is simply unbelievable that he may have already mastered the Zixia Magic Kung Fu. Although he has known in advance that this disciple has practiced the Zixia Magic Kungfu to a high level, but now that he has seen the strange phenomenon of Zixia with his own eyes, he is still very shocked, and his mind is
Resonance.
Thinking that he had been practicing hard for more than ten years and could not compare with others who had practiced for a few days, he felt mixed emotions, which was very unpleasant. At the same time, he was also very happy. He was his disciple. Even the genius and evil were not enough to describe his disciple. The renaissance of Huashan was just around the corner.
At this time, the surrounding disciples were shocked again when they heard that the vague figure in the purple mist might be their fellow disciple Xu Zifan, even though they knew that this fellow disciple who usually practiced alone when he was not in the book pavilion had unpredictable skills.
, but now I am still very shocked when I see that god-like figure.
"Dad, is that Senior Brother Zifan? How can he be so powerful?" At this time, Yue Lingshan was no longer afraid, her big eyes were really cute, and she was full of curiosity when looking at the figure in the purple mist.
At this time, Yue Buqun looked solemnly at the duel between the two invincible masters in front of him, feeling both proud and worried in his heart.
"Junior sister, do you think the wind master... senior is dissatisfied with the defeat of Jianzong back then and wants to kill my Qizong prodigy now?" Yue Buqun said, with a look of worry on his face.
"Senior brother, if it was really Uncle Feng, he wouldn't do this. Master Feng has been upright and upright all his life. He is the myth of swordsmanship that everyone in Huashan admires. He would never do something like this." Ning Zhongze's face was full of affirmation at this time.
, showing admiration for Feng Qingyang.
"People's hearts are fickle and unpredictable. Who can be sure that Senior Feng is still the same person he was back then?" Yue Buqun stared at the old man in green robes with a complex expression and suspicion in his eyes.
"Senior brother, you should be overthinking. Uncle Feng is not that kind of person." Ning Zhongze responded.
Seeing that Yue Buqun was unmoved and suspicious, Ning Zhong was helpless. She knew that her senior brother was like this. Sometimes he thought too much and had too many gaps in his heart. Then she shook her head, changed the subject and said: "
Senior brother, do you think who wins or loses between Uncle Feng and Zifan?"
Yue Buqun frowned deeply, he was thinking too much at this time.
Why is Jian Zong Feng Qingyang reappearing in the world now?
Is it to kill the airbending prodigy?
...
A series of bad thoughts filled his mind, lingering in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that there must be a conspiracy behind Feng Qingyang's return to the world.
"No, I want to stop it. I can't just watch the hope of Huashan's rejuvenation being stifled." Yue Buqun's heart was filled with ups and downs at this time. He looked at the peak battle between the two men in front of him, his eyes were complicated, and his mind slowly calmed down, with something in his heart.
Made a decision.
"It seems that there is not much difference in strength between the two of them at present. They may both suffer losses!" Yue Buqun responded to Ning Zhongze's question after thinking deeply, and then said: "Junior sister, you lead the disciples here to see the situation. I will
Go and persuade them to leave."
Then Yue Buqun didn't wait for Ning Zhongze to say anything. He walked forward for more than a hundred meters and then stopped. He cupped his hands and shouted loudly: "Junior leader of the Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun, together with my wife and a group of disciples,
Say hello to Uncle Feng."
Yue Buqun's voice rolled out, containing internal energy, and spread to Feng Qingyang.
Two masters, Xu Zifan and Feng Qingyang, faced off. Their swordsmanship collided with each other. Their power and momentum were so powerful that they stunned all the disciples in Huashan.
Both of them are the top masters in the world, and they had already spotted everyone from the Huashan Sect when they first arrived.
However, if there was a tacit understanding between the two, they both chose to ignore it. Feng Qingyang could not understand Yue Buqun's behavior and did not bother to talk to Yue Buqun and others. Xu Zifan was currently comprehending his own swordsmanship and had no time to pay attention to others.
things.
At this time, Yue Buqun entered the arena, and a rolling sound wave came, including internal energy, to say hello to Feng Qingyang.
The breeze is blowing slowly and the drizzle is misty, as if it is a world of its own. In this world, the world is weeping together. The rain is like tears from the sky, crystal clear, soft and weak. The wind gently blows over the face, blowing the drizzle.
It's so satisfying and intoxicating.
Yue Buqun's voice filled with internal energy was transmitted into this world. The breeze blew by, and the internal energy in the sound disappeared, and only the pure voice came in.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang's whole body had an ethereal aura, as if he had blended into the world. He turned his head and glanced at Yue Buqun sideways, with disdain on his face, and uttered two words: "Dirty!"
Xu Zifan realized his swordsmanship at this time and was almost perfect, so he naturally understood what happened.
He felt funny and a little warm in his heart. Lao Yue must have seen that he and Feng Qingyang were at loggerheads, and at the critical moment of the sword competition, he used his internal sound waves to interfere with Feng Qingyang to help him.
"Lao Yue, this old bastard, as a teammate, although he didn't help, he is still a lovely person at this time!" Xu Zifan could only describe Yue Buqun in this way.
Subsequently, Xu Zifan used the Zixia magic skill, the purple mist rolled, and his body moved sideways, as fast as a phantom, and he had escaped from the sad world created by Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship.
Then he restrained his purple energy, revealed his true appearance, bowed his hands and bowed to Feng Qingyang, and said, "Junior, I would like to thank Uncle Feng Taishi for your success."
Xu Zifan performed this gift willingly. He knew that he and Feng Qingyang had competed for a long time. Feng Qingyang never showed murderous intent from the beginning to the end. He must have seen his purpose. He was just a sparring partner throughout the process to help him realize his goals.
kendo.
Feng Qingyang saw Xu Zifan leaving the competition at extremely high speeds and condensing his energy, but did not pursue him. At this time, when he saw Xu Zifan saluting him, he coldly snorted: "You are not a good guy either!"
After saying that, he tapped his toes and flew into the distance like a big bird. After a while, he disappeared deep into the forest and was almost invisible.
It wasn't until Feng Qingyang disappeared into the distance that Xu Zifan straightened up, retracted and put down his hands. Thinking of what Feng Qingyang said about him, he couldn't help but touch his chin and thought with a wry smile: "Uncle Feng Taishi is also a person of temperament.
To sex!"
Then looking at the people of Yue Bu Qun who came forward, Xu Zifan saluted again and said: "Master, Master, Mistress and all the brothers are worried!"
"Senior brother Zifan, and junior sister me too!" Yue Lingshan said as she walked out cutely and with a smile on her face.
Looking at this beautiful and kind-hearted girl, and thinking of her tragic ending in the original work, Xu Zifan felt pity in his heart, as if he were looking at his younger sister. He couldn't help but touch the hair on her forehead with his hand, and said with a smile: "I will never forget my junior sister, senior brother.
Salute to Junior Sister!" He said and bowed his hands.
At this moment, Yue Lingshan's face turned slightly red after being suddenly touched by Xu Zifan on her forehead. She pinched the corners of her clothes with both hands and didn't know what to say.
At this moment, Yue Buqun stepped forward and said with a concerned look on his face: "Zifan, are you not injured?"
"Master, I'm fine." Xu Zifan responded.
"Zifan, why did you get into a fight with Senior Feng?" Ning Zhongze asked at this time.
"Master's wife, I asked Master Feng to discuss martial arts with me." Xu Zifan responded.
"Look, senior brother, I knew Uncle Feng was not that kind of person!" Ning Zhongze said with a smile to Yue Buqun.
Yue Buqun was stroking his beard at this time, looking up at the sky, thinking, not knowing what he was thinking.
Later, Xu Zifan and everyone in Huashan went down to Siguo Cliff and had dinner with everyone. During this period, everyone drank and drank. All the disciples, familiar and unfamiliar, came to chat with him. However, Yue Lingshan no longer pestered Linghu Chong and was always infatuated.
He looked at Xu Zifan with a slight blush on his face, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, he said goodbye to his fellow disciples, and Xu Zifan returned to his room.
It became quiet at this time, and Xu Zifan had a sudden feeling.
In the real world, after the heaven and earth changed, strange people appeared one after another, and strange things appeared, and demons were in trouble. As an ordinary person, he was under great pressure. He often felt that the road ahead was full of fog, and his heart was hesitant and urgent.
But today, he actually competed with Feng Qingyang, the top master in the world of martial arts, and realized his own swordsmanship.
From the time he came to this world to today, his strength has improved a lot and is far beyond the scope of ordinary people.
Even though he didn't fully understand the abilities of some aliens in the real world, he still had a feeling that he was not afraid of most aliens at the moment.
Now, even in the real world, he can be regarded as having the initial ability to protect himself, and his tense heart has initially relaxed a little, so he is relatively happy today, gathering with his fellow disciples for the first time.
once.
He raised his hand and took out the stone ring he carried with him. It was mottled, ancient, and criss-crossed, and mysterious. It can be said that his current strength is all thanks to this stone ring.
"What other secrets do you have?" Xu Zifan looked at the stone ring and fell into deep thought. He could feel that there was something different in the world of Swordsman.
This chapter has been completed!