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Chapter 122 The grievances and entanglements are over

Chapter 122: Gratitude and grudges ended in one day

Do you want to have a sword showdown with me?

As soon as Long Buyang said this, Feng Ziyue's aura surged, and his sword intent instantly reached its peak!

Long Buyang, a strange man of a generation, is not an ordinary existence.

A hundred years ago, this man's reputation had shocked all people in the innate secret realm, and he was said to be invincible with his pair of flesh palms. When he reached middle age, Long Buyang began to learn swordsmanship, and he abandoned all the skills in his palms and became an extremely good swordsman!

It is said that he never suffered a defeat in his life, and later he disappeared without a trace and drifted away. Even the best Chu Kuangman in the world could not find him.

According to legend, Long Buyang has shattered the void and become a mythical existence.

He actually asked himself if he wanted to have a sword duel with him?

The blood in Feng Ziyue's chest surged, not because of fear or fear, but because of a strong excitement.

"Senior is willing to give me some advice, but I can't help but ask for it!"

With a clang sound, the sword was unsheathed.

Feng Ziyue showed no fear at all. Facing this powerful man who had been famous for a hundred years, he still had a fighting spirit and would never back down!

A hint of appreciation flashed across Long Buyang's face, but he shook his hands wildly and laughed, "Slow down! Come on! Now I am just a shadow. If you swing your sword, I will naturally turn into ashes - I

When it comes to sword fighting, this is naturally not the time."

He is just a virtual image transmitted from the Wanli Light-Escape Mirror. Where can he start a martial arts competition?

"One year later, on the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, how about I wait for you at Yumen Pass in the desert? I think by that time, you should also have experienced the mystery of the fifth form, right?" The old man winked, and his original immortal spirit disappeared immediately.

No trace.

Feng Ziyue was horrified. He had not yet used the fourth form of the Sword God Technique. Long Buyang could tell that he had not yet fully understood the fifth form. He specifically gave himself a year to use his sophisticated eyesight.

He is truly worthy of the name Long Buyang as a strange person of his generation!

These old guys have their own tricks, which are mysterious but also extremely powerful.

Feng Ziyue thought of Chu Kuangren's engagement. Just three years later, Long Buyang, a strange man of this generation, actually made an appointment one year later. There was no end to these engagements.

However, he also knew that the ultimate swordsmanship must be honed in endless battles, not to mention that the battle with Chu Kuangren was related to the life of himself and his relatives, and he could never lose. In comparison, Long Buyang was the best.

A good whetstone!

"Okay, it's the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, outside the Yumen Pass. I respectfully receive the Divine Sword from my senior!"

Feng Ziyue agreed immediately, and Long Buyang laughed heartily when he heard his agreement. He saw the golden light scattered, and the Wanli Light Escape Mirror seemed to have stopped working.

"What a refreshing boy! I have been in the world for hundreds of years, and I finally met one or two heroes! Unfortunately, this Thousand Miles Light Escape Mirror has reached its limit and we can't talk freely. Moreover, after using it this time, it naturally collapsed, so we can't believe it.

It’s a gift, but don’t worry, when we meet one year later, I will naturally make up for it with a meeting gift!”

Long Buyang's virtual image was distorted, and his voice gradually became fainter. He was known as a strange man, and his collection was rich. I don't know how many young heroes were searching for him, just for a treasure. He said he would give a meeting gift.

, naturally not inferior to the Ten Thousand Miles Escape Light Mirror, but Feng Ziyue has reached the realm of swordsmanship. He is not filled with external objects. He just nodded slightly and was not particularly excited.

There was just a loud bang, the golden light dissipated, and the image of Long Buyang, a strange man of this generation, also disappeared in front of several people.

When Feng Ziyue took a closer look, he saw that the small golden mirror had completely shattered and turned into a few gold shavings. The star wind blew by, lifted up with the wind, and mixed with the silver shavings of the galaxy. The gold and silver were brilliant and really beautiful.

However, this treasure has been completely shattered and cannot be restored.

Such a magical thing is a pity. Feng Ziyue shook his head, thinking about the sword duel with Long Buyang a year later, and silently arranged the time in his heart.

These masters seemed to force him to move forward with all his strength, without even a moment of time to breathe. From what Long Buyang said, his swordsmanship should be able to surpass the fourth style of the Sword God Technique, Xin You Qian.

Qianjie, if he can't master the fifth form of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One within a year, I'm afraid he won't be his opponent.

However, if you pass the fifth level of the Tianwu Trial, break through to the Martial Emperor realm, enter the sixth level and practice again, you will reach great success.

Coupled with a year of hard training, Feng Ziyue is 70% sure that he can regain the strength he had before the battle at Changming Tower that day - moreover, at this time, his arms are intact, his eyes are clear, and his meridians are full of energy.

With smooth flow and a body of profound energy that has been cultivated to its peak, I am afraid that the actual combat power will be even higher than it was at that time.

However, in order to realize the unity of ten thousand swords, you still need to approach the realm of the innate peak. It seems that you cannot relax at all during this year.

Feng Ziyue frowned and thought, but Guan Zhongliu next to him was petrified.

What did he see just now?

Long Buyang, a strange man of the generation, personally asked Feng Ziyue to compete in a sword competition!!!

Who is Long Buyang, a strange man of the generation? He is the legendary master who his master, the old man from Tianshan Mountain, had to stand tall on the mountain. He actually wants to compete with Feng Ziyue in a sword show?

To what extent does Feng Ziyue's ability reach?

Guan Zhongliu wanted to criticize himself, he was really blind. How could he be jealous of a guy who could compete with a senior level expert? How could he afford to be jealous?

He was trembling all over and tiptoed, just wanting to take advantage of Feng Ziyue's thoughts and escape!

Clang!

A sword flew and nailed the hem of his clothes. Although it was inserted into the floating galaxy, it could not be pulled out. Guan Zhongliu looked pale, knowing that he could not escape, and his mind was spinning. He usually prided himself on being smart.

But he couldn't even think of an idea to escape.

"Guan Zhongliu, you don't have to think about running away. If you want to survive today, there is only one way..."

Feng Ziyue didn't even look at him. He looked up at the lonely starry sky in the distance and sighed in a low voice, letting his white clothes blow in the starry wind.

The main purpose of today is to settle grudges.

The Long Buyang incident was just an interlude. He still put a lot of energy into Guan Zhongliu, so how could he be allowed to escape.

"Feng...Brother Feng, please tell me..."

Guan Zhongliu knew that at this time, everyone was a swordsman and I was a fish, so he didn't dare to argue, so he gritted his teeth and asked.

"It's very simple. Let's have a sword showdown. As long as you win me, I will let you go..." Feng Ziyue smiled slightly and turned around, his eyes reflecting the cold starlight.

fart!

The blood flowed out of the tube and I was so angry that I almost vomited blood.

Swordsmanship with you? Isn’t that asking for death? Just now, the two swords of heaven and earth were combined, claiming to be invincible. Wasn’t it killed by your sword? Even their master, Long Buyang, a strange man of the generation, roared anxiously.

I want to compete with you in swordsmanship. What level of swordsmanship is your mom? Do you want to compete with me? You won’t let me go until I win. Isn’t this kidding me?

"In that case, Brother Feng, why don't you kill me with one sword?"

Extending one's head is a knife, and shrinking one's head is also a knife. Why bother turning into a mouse being played with? Guan Zhongliu gritted his teeth and shook his head.

Feng Ziyue chuckled lightly, "Brother Guan, why are you so uncontrollable? Aren't you known for your self-denial and endurance? Why don't you listen to me and decide to commit suicide?"

"How can I survive by competing with you in sword competition?"

Guan Zhongliu snorted coldly and simply closed his eyes. At this time, he was still a bachelor. Anyway, no matter how much he resisted, he would just die, so he might as well have some backbone.

"What if I seal my own skill and it will never exceed your current level?"

"That still doesn't work!"

Guan Zhongliu continued to wave his hand, "I can't compare to your swordsmanship. Even with the same skill, I'm not as good as you!"

Although Guan Zhongliu was not good enough, he still had a discerning eye. He could see Feng Ziyue's sword skills most clearly from the sidelines. He couldn't even catch one of the last three moves of the Sword God Technique - let alone Long Buyang.

I mean, Feng Ziyue also has stronger fourth and fifth forms, why should he humiliate himself?

Feng Ziyue smiled and said, "Then what if I promise you that I will not use any other sword techniques and only use a set of snowflake sword techniques to defeat you?"

"What?"

Guan Zhongliu frowned, wondering what Feng Ziyue meant.

Snow Flower Sword Technique is the introductory sword technique of their Tianshan lineage. It is most mediocre. There are seventy-two techniques in total. In fact, they are just sword techniques to train the basic skills of beginners. The power is limited and the operation is simple.

Feng Ziyue actually wants to confront him with this snow-capped mountain swordsmanship - is he too confident, or is he playing tricks on himself?

Because of its simplicity, Snow Mountain Sword Technique has been spread among martial arts circles, and it is not surprising that Feng Ziyue has learned it.

Seeing Guan Zhongliu staring at him, Feng Ziyue laughed, "Brother Guan, don't doubt it. I, Feng Ziyue, promise a thousand gold, which is very different from you, Brother Guan. As long as you can beat my snowflake swordsmanship - no,

As long as you can leave on your own after using my seventy-two Snowflake Sword Techniques, I will never embarrass you again!"

Feng Ziyue meant what he said and would never break his promise easily. When Guan Zhongliu heard this, he couldn't help but feel moved.

He has been proficient in the Seventy-two Snowflake Sword Techniques since he was a child, and the changes in them are also clear to his heart. No matter what his mind is, he cannot stand up to this most basic sword technique, let alone

Feng Ziyue promised to reduce his skill to the same level as him, so naturally he couldn't rely on powerful mysterious energy to win.

So, do you have some hope of escaping?

Guan Zhongliu's heart moved. His heart was filled with despair, but now he had a glimmer of hope. Thinking about it carefully, he actually didn't do anything. Although he found Li Ba and Tianqi Diweiwei to harm him, he didn't do anything.

Doesn’t it work?

In this case, the knot is not too deep. Could it be that Feng Ziyue deliberately spared his own life and made such an arrogant and ridiculous request for a sword showdown?

He was overjoyed and secretly glanced at Feng Ziyue's face, only to see that he had no expression at all. His brows were both happy and angry, as if he was recalling something from the past. He gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Okay, since Brother Feng makes such a strong request, I will ask Brother Feng for some advice on my snowflake swordsmanship. I want to see what this mediocre seventy-two swordsmanship can do in Brother Feng's hands.

Flowers come!”

Feng Ziyue suddenly opened his eyes and looked up to the sky with a smile.

The tip of the sword is flicked, which is the starting point of the snowflake swordsmanship, and the cedar welcomes the guests!

With this wave of his hand and his sword, the door is wide open, open and wide, which is ordinary at any time, but in his hands, it makes the door open and close, which is extremely clumsy and majestic.

Guan Zhongliu also worked hard on this set of swordsmanship. When he saw how wonderful he was, he couldn't help but cheer and used a move called "Six Snowflakes" to resolve it.

No matter how powerful Feng Ziyue is, he can't defeat him with a set of basic swordsmanship!

The hope of life ignited in Guan Zhongliu's heart, and for a while, he also used his skills to the fullest.

Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, stepped back, raised the tip of his sword lightly, and imagined it to be a five-petal plum blossom, which was exactly the snowy plum blossoms sprouting all the way. When he learned this move that day, he spent a lot of effort, but when he used it today, it didn't work.

He was so good at it, the five-petal plum blossom looked lifelike, and with an ordinary move, he actually used the Sword God.

This snowflake swordsmanship was exactly what Guan Zhongliu taught him.

At that time, Feng Ziyue was bullied all day long in White Deer Academy. When he first met Guan Zhongliu, it was Guan Zhongliu who came to his rescue. Therefore, although their friendship was short-lived, it started when they were young.

At that time, Feng Ziyue had just learned swordsmanship from Gongyang Xi. Gongyang Xi's teaching method was different. Feng Ziyue didn't know anything at first, so Guan Zhongliu taught him a snowflake sword technique.

It was from this set of snowflake swordsmanship that Feng Ziyue's talent for swords burst out. From then on, he worked bravely and diligently, and eventually became a swordsman.

So today, Feng Ziyue deliberately used this set of sword skills to take the life of Guan Zhongliu with these seventy-two mediocre entry-level sword skills.

The entangled grudges will all be in vain after this battle!

Feng Ziyue will no longer spend time thinking about what happened in his previous life. His great enemy in this life, Kuangren Chu, is watching not far ahead. Feng Ziyue doesn’t have a moment to spare and must catch up!

As this set of seventy-two Snowflake Sword Techniques was launched, Feng Ziyue couldn't help but think of that day.

At that time, he was just a loser, looked down upon by everyone.

However, his heart was burning with fighting spirit, to prove his strength, to protect his family, and not to die in an unknown manner like his sister Xue'er.

The emotions at that time came to my mind one by one.

But as the sword moves pass, these past are gradually erased.

In this life, he has a new life. Xueer has avoided the calamity of his childhood. Now that he has obtained the jade secret, he will be able to make rapid progress and protect himself from danger. He is no longer a waste, but is the strongest in Wuyang City.

Wu Zun - Moreover, after the Tianwu trial, he will also become the successor of Tianwu, the number one young man on the entire Tianwu continent.

After that, he will challenge the best Chu Kuangman in the world so that his parents and family can live a stable and peaceful life.

The past is all like a dream.

Let this set of swordsmanship and Guan Zhongliu's life serve as the final memorial!

Unknowingly, the seventy-two steps of Snow Flower Sword Technique were already halfway through, and Guan Zhongliu was unscathed. He could not help but reveal a happy look on his face as he saw every move.

At this moment, Feng Ziyue's sword skills suddenly tightened.

It was still such an ordinary sword move, and the speed had never been accelerated. However, when Guan Zhongliu thrust out his sword, it missed the move and did not resolve the move.

He was startled, and when he hurriedly retracted his hand, he suddenly felt pain in his right arm.

The entire arm has been removed by Feng Ziyue's sword!


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