Feng Buping's hand was like a ball of lightning jumping, and he used his sword moves like a gust of wind. But in the blink of an eye, he had already attacked Ling Jing. He stabbed out with his sword several times in a row, and fell into his eyes.
It was impossible to tell how many swords he had used in that instant.
Everyone around him couldn't help but be frightened by him. They had been shocked when they saw his sword power before, and the speed of his sword was so fast that it was astonishing and they couldn't help but feel admiration.
But unexpectedly, the swords he used at this time were even more powerful than before. For a moment, Jing Rang was dazzled.
Everyone in the Huashan Sect couldn't help but worry about Ling Jing, and even masters like Ning Zhongze couldn't help but change their expressions. Looking at Feng Buping's wonderful sword move, his face showed a complicated look.
At this time, Yue Buqun no longer paid attention to Ling Jing's movements. He only looked at Feng Buping's figure intently, with an unprecedented solemn look on his face.
When Lu Bai, Ding Mian and others saw that Feng Buping actually showed such extraordinary strength, they were surprised at first, and then a look of fear appeared on their faces. They all thought: "This person named Feng has hidden his clumsiness before, but he has ulterior motives."
Ah.”
Ling Jing did not dare to neglect at this time. Feng Buping's sword edge had not yet reached his body, but the force of the sword had already made his whole body feel as if he had been cut by a knife, causing him faint pain.
He felt a chill in his heart, knowing that with his high swordsmanship and strong internal strength, he was definitely a formidable opponent.
At this moment, he suddenly found a flaw in Feng Buping's moves, and quickly thrust out his sword. The sword was as fast as a stream of light, and it stabbed straight into Feng Buping's left chest.
However, he had just handed over the long sword in his hand for more than a foot when he suddenly felt a strong force coming from the sword. The long sword kept trembling slightly, and he could hardly hold it in his hand.
Stab Feng Buping on the shoulder.
Feng Buping laughed loudly at this time and blocked the attack with his sword. He heard a "clang" sound and sparks flew between the two swords.
Ling Jing's hand suddenly went numb, and his heart suddenly sank. He knew that his sword was supposed to stab Feng Buping on the left chest, but the internal force was too high, and the sword energy was surging around his body, and his internal strength was far inferior to his.
, there was not enough strength on the sword, and the sword was blown crooked by the force. It was really hateful.
Feng Buping had gained a slight advantage with his sword, so he took advantage of it and used the 108 "Quick Wind Sword" styles one by one, striking directly at Ling Jing's vital points.
Ling Jing also had to be cautious at this time, knowing that his internal strength was weak and it was not suitable to fight head-on with him. Although the Songshan Sect and other Five Mountains Sword Sect were provoked by his words, it was unlikely that they could besiege him again, but that
Several masked men have been watching him eagerly.
At this moment, he didn't dare to waste his inner strength and just relied on the exquisite moves in "Dugu Nine Swords" to fight Feng Buping.
It's just that every time he could see through the flaw in Feng Buping's sword moves at a glance, he was always blocked by the sword energy around him and couldn't hit his vitals. He was really angry in his heart.
After doing more than seventy moves like this, Ling Jing was like a lonely boat in the strong wind and waves, swaying unsteadily, but no matter how strong the waves were, they were still unable to swallow him up, which surprised everyone present.
The people around him couldn't help but whisper timidly, and one of them immediately said: "This young man's swordsmanship is really strange, and I really admire him. However, this swordsman master always uses his deep internal strength to suppress this airbender.
My disciple, this is really confusing to me."
Another person said: "That's right, isn't this completely reversed? The sword master's internal strength is stronger than the Qi Zong disciple, and the Qi Zong disciple's sword skills are so high, he is obviously better than Brother Feng."
Much more clever."
All of these people are masters, and their eyesight is naturally extremely good. They have already seen that if Feng Buping had not relied on his deep internal strength, he would have died seventeen or eighty times under the sword of this young man. This situation is really weird.
pole.
Feng Buping listened to their words in detail, and felt that his face was shameless, and he was very angry in his heart. At this time, he raised his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him, and his face darkened again.
Originally, he just thought that he only needed to use the "Quick Wind Sword", and this boy was naturally no match for him. However, he did not expect that not only could his sword skills not restrain the opponent, but he would often find his flaws and put him in danger several times.
If it weren't for the fact that his internal strength was far deeper than his opponent's and his sword energy was many times stronger than his opponent's, I'm afraid he would have been defeated long ago.
But with the current situation, the arrow is on the string, and I have to take action. I have tried hard to regain the position of the leader of the Huashan Sect and carry forward the Huashan Sword Sect. Even if I bow my head in front of Zuo Lengchan, I will admit it, but this kid in front of me
It must be removed immediately.
The strength in his hand was now even stronger, the sword light flashed, and it was even more powerful than before.
At this moment, Ning Zhongze suddenly heard a "poof" sound and scolded: "Feng Buping, you are still shameless. You competed with my disciple in swordsmanship, but you insulted my disciple's internal strength. This is why you repeatedly
I was able to escape with my life. If you ask me, your title as the number one master of the Sword Sect is really unworthy of your reputation."
Feng Buping's face became a little darker when he heard this, but his hand movements were not slow at all.
Ling Jing was actually a little angry at this time. Originally, the "Dugu Nine Swords" could defeat Yaoxia's martial arts, but his current level of understanding was not enough. This top-notch swordsmanship was in his hands.
However, he could only exert at most two or three points of power, so he was constantly suppressed by Feng Buping with his internal strength.
Moreover, after he and Feng Buping fought for more than seventy consecutive moves, more than 20% of his internal strength was depleted, which made his heart sink.
Although he had always deliberately avoided confrontation with this person, sometimes he was forced by the strength of his sword and had to fight with him.
In this way, the rate of internal energy loss will naturally be greatly accelerated, but he knows that when Feng Buping uses this set of swordsmanship, he is afraid that the rate of internal energy loss is still far faster than his own. If it were not for the help of this sword energy, he is afraid that this would have been a long time ago.
He died by his own sword.
Next, the two of them continued to fight dozens of moves. Feng Buping had already used the 108 styles of "Quick Wind Sword" one by one, but he still couldn't do anything to Ling Jing, and he was already very angry.
He knew in his heart that this boy's swordsmanship was superb and could never be matched by his own "Quick Wind Sword". However, he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart. It was clear that Yue Buqun's swordsmanship was mediocre, but why was he like this?
The apprentice's swordsmanship is so good that it is so much better than myself, the head of the Sword Sect who has been immersed in swordsmanship for decades?
Although he was full of doubts in his heart, his hand movements were not slow at all, and he used the "Quick Wind Sword" moves one by one.
Ling Jing saw that there were repeated moves in his sword moves, and he immediately felt certain in his heart. He knew that he had already used this sword technique once, and no matter how dangerous the sword technique was, if he wanted to use it a second time, then
The power will inevitably be greatly reduced.
He knew in his heart that he couldn't continue to waste it any longer. His thoughts were racing in his mind, but his eyes never took away from the flaw in Feng Buping's sword move.
At this moment, I saw him suddenly smile and said in his heart: "Since you are using sword energy to stop me, then I will stab you where the sword energy cannot protect you."
Now that he was well aware of the flaws of the 108-style "Quick Wind Sword", he was naturally no longer afraid of his sword skills. Suddenly, he paused with both feet, and the "Golden Wild Goose Technique" was displayed again.
In the blink of an eye, he jumped up to Feng Buping's head and stabbed the Baihui acupoint on his head with a sword.
Feng Buping saw that his sword was extremely fierce, so he naturally did not dare to neglect it and quickly raised his long sword to block the sword.
However, when Ling Jing saw his actions, he suddenly sneered. Just as Feng Buping's long sword drew an arc and rose less than two feet, he suddenly drew the long sword again, and then took a step forward in the air.
He turned somersault and jumped straight behind Feng Buping.
Feng Buping's sword failed, and he suddenly felt bad.
At this moment, Ling Jing, who was in the air before he could hit the ground, suddenly used his sword with his backhand. A bright silver light suddenly burst out in the air. He heard a "chi" sound, and Feng Buping had been hit by the sword in his back, and blood flowed from it.
The cervical spine extends all the way to the waist.
When he used this "Breaking Sword Style" move, he naturally didn't have any energy left. With one strike of the sword, Jing cut a foot-long wound on Feng Buping's back.
Feng Buping was severely injured and immediately screamed and fell out.
After Ling Jing landed on the ground, he turned around resolutely, only to see that Feng Buping was already unsteady on his feet. At this time, he leaned on the ground with his sword, which could barely support his body.
Everyone around them changed their faces when they saw this scene, because this scene happened so fast. From Ling Jing jumping up to the time he drew his sword and wounded him, it only took the blink of an eye.
But just in this short moment, a top swordsman like Feng Buping had been seriously injured. Many masters present felt chills running down their spines when they looked at the young man who stood as straight as a sword in the rain.
I couldn't help but wonder, if it were me, how would I have avoided the sword just now?
However, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that this young man's swordsmanship was really terrifying. After thinking about it, I realized that there was no way to dodge this move. If I didn't raise my sword to block his first strike, I would definitely be hit in the head by the sword, and I would certainly die.
No doubt.
But if this sword is blocked, how can the young man block the second backhand sword behind him? Moreover, this young man changes his moves to strange tricks, like a horse flying in the air or an antelope hanging its horns, which is completely elusive, that is, until
Now, no one knows when he changed his stance.
For a moment, many masters looked at the young man in the scene with solemn expressions.
When Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan and others came in and saw Ling Jing defeating Feng Buping with one move, their eyes suddenly shone with excitement, and they were all very excited. Especially Yue Lingshan's eyes were so gentle that they almost melted the ice. The look of love on their faces
Love cannot be concealed no matter what.
Yue Buqun's eyes flickered, but Lu Bai and Ding Mian's expressions were very ugly. At this time, Lu Bai suddenly winked at the masked leader standing aside.
The masked leader immediately understood, quietly gestured to his companions, and slowly surrounded Ling Jing.
At this moment, an icy sword energy suddenly pierced the night sky, and a figure was seen rushing straight to the back of Ling Jing like a flying arrow, with the long sword in his hand pointed straight at Ling Jing's back.
Ning Zhong, who was on the opposite side, waited for his expression to suddenly change and shouted urgently: "Jing'er, be careful behind you!"
