"You, the Dugu Nine Swordsman, can actually restrain my sword power. For this reason alone, your martial arts skills are already superior to those of the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan." Feng Zhou laughed loudly, and suddenly, the scabbard cut through the air,
There was a faint sound of wind and thunder.
"Chong'er, I am now using my internal strength to add to the scabbard to form a siege on you. Within three hundred moves, I will retreat as soon as I attack. You should deal with it well next!"
Feng Zhou said.
Suddenly his body moved, he walked forward diagonally, and struck straight and horizontally with the sword scabbard held by three fingers of his left hand. It was extremely fast. Before five or six moves, the faint sound of wind in the sword's movement became louder and louder. He drew the sword faster and faster, and the sound of wind also sounded.
Gradually.
When Cong Buqi saw this, his face was shocked and his heart was shocked. He couldn't help but said: "This is Senior Brother Feng's 'Guangfeng Sword Technique'! When did he teach it to Junior Brother Yue... No... your sword
The move is even better than Senior Brother Feng's 'Gust Wind Sword Technique'... But... how is this possible?"
Feng Zhou smiled and said: "Senior Brother Cong has a keen eye, and Junior Brother admires it. Senior Brother Feng's 'Gust Wind Sword Technique', sword intention and sword intention all come from the fundamental principles of our Huashan School's sword technique. As long as you understand a few of the key tips, you can become proficient in it."
The violent wind sword technique is not difficult at all."
Cong Buqi sighed and said nothing.
He has understood that Junior Brother Yue can help him tailor a set of "Flying Sky and Earth Escape Chain Swords", and then he can see through the essence of the "Gust Wind Sword Technique" at a glance and refine it to make this sword technique even more amazing. That would be great
It's a normal thing to do.
Feng Zhou's "Gust Wind Sword Technique" was what he casually figured out after seeing Feng Buping and Yue Buqun having a fierce battle on Donghua Mountain that day. Its moves and power are certainly better than Feng Buping's "Gust Wind Sword Technique".
", once deployed, it has infinite power. The energy emitted from the scabbard is like a hurricane, with the sound of howling wind. Even the clear wind makes Cong Buqi feel the chill on his face and hands.
The strong wind caused a faint pain, and she involuntarily stepped back. Yue Lingshan was even shivering slightly from the cold, and her teeth were chattering.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang reached out and held her palm. Yue Lingshan calmed down and felt a warmth coming from Feng Qingyang's palm. She knew that he was using his inner strength to help her calm down, and felt great in her heart.
I was grateful, and I had a great impression of this Grand Master uncle, and I felt admiration in my heart. So I closed my eyes and lowered my head, practicing my skills secretly, with the hurricane roaring in my ears and the wind blowing on my face, but it was not as uncomfortable as it was just now.
At this time, Cong Buqi's heart was full of shock. Ever since Feng Buping's "Gust Wind Sword Technique" was revealed, the brothers had discussed it together. During the discussion, they also admitted that he was doing this.
"Gust Wind Sword Technique" not only has quiet and strange moves, but also has a fierce momentum on the sword. It is not just a matter of sword moves to win.
However, the violent wind sword technique performed by Feng Zhou was not only more powerful, but also more gorgeous. It made people feel that besides being cold, there was also an indescribable beauty.
"Junior Brother Yue used it casually, but it was better than Senior Brother Feng's fifteen years of hard training! Such an expert is indeed incomparable to others! No wonder the Huashan Sect was able to revive in the hands of the Yue brothers!" Cong Buqi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
At this time, in the eyes of Feng Qingyang, Cong Buqi and Yue Lingshan, as well as Lai Liangfa and others who had rushed up the mountain, Feng Zhou's scabbard was like a strong wind and sea tide, and Linghu Chong was like a small boat in the hundreds of feet of waves.
The wind was howling, the waves were as big as mountains, and white waves rushed towards the boat one after another. The boat went up and down with the waves, but was never swallowed by the waves.
There are one hundred and eight moves in the "Gust Sword Technique", but Feng Zhou's set of sword techniques is endless. However, seeing that Linghu Chong had adapted to Feng Zhou's offensive, his sword intention suddenly changed, and the roar of the hurricane disappeared instantly.
The extremely cold wind suddenly stopped, and the scabbard in Feng Zhou's hand became powerful and steady. Every move and every move was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. However, Linghu Chong moved with the flow and walked calmly without any hindrance.
Not only was he able to cope with the signs, it was as if he had mastered each of the sword techniques since he was a child.
Cong Buqi, who was on the side, already showed a look of amazement: "In just half a month, Linghu's nephew's martial arts has reached this level. It is really unbelievable. Uncle Feng Taishi's magical power is really amazing."
Feng Qingyang was a little shocked in his heart: "Chong'er's Dugu Nine Swords requires understanding bit by bit, and more importantly, sharpening with a strong hand, but now it seems that Chong'er's understanding speed is completely under Bu Ming's control.
In the middle, it’s more like he is using Chong’er to develop his martial arts. This person’s control over martial arts is so mysterious!”
As for Yue Lingshan, she had no other thoughts except that her mouth was slightly open and her beautiful eyes were round.
Feng Zhou's internal strength and swordsmanship were blended into one, and they were inseparable. With his ability, it would be really easy to defeat Linghu Chong at this time, but naturally he would not be so disappointed.
Therefore, every move is extremely powerful, but the end point of the scabbard can only touch Linghu Chong's attack range at most.
With the help of his guidance, Linghu Chong became more and more skillful in his moves. Many wonderful skills had never been pointed out by Feng Qingyang. When he encountered Feng Zhou's exquisite swordsmanship, corresponding moves naturally appeared in the "Dugu Nine Swords".
, to resist him. The fear of fighting with his master uncle disappeared in his heart, and it could be said that he devoted his whole heart to the swordsmanship, and there was no room for fear or joy.
Hundreds of moves passed quickly, and Linghu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords had reached the point where he could do whatever he wanted with no hope. All kinds of exquisite moves came one after another. Feng Zhou laughed loudly: "Uncle Feng, I see that Chong'er's sword intention is as he wants, every move and every move.
Every move can be whimsical, but it happens to be based on the theory of swordsmanship. I think the Dugu Nine Swords have already been completed."
Feng Qingyang said with a smile: "It's not a great achievement. Except for the Qi-breaking style, which still needs twenty years of practice, the other eight swords are ready to be mastered."
Feng Zhou said: "That's very good!"
Although he praised it, he still held the scabbard with three fingers, and his moves became more and more fierce.
"Chong'er, congratulations on your Dugu Nine Swords, it's time to become a master!"
Linghu Chong said: "Thank you very much, Uncle Master, for giving me advice personally."
Feng Zhou said: "Although you have completed the Dugu Nine Swords, it is not difficult for me to defeat you. Within three moves, I will let your long sword go. Can you believe it?"
Linghu Chong fell silent.
Although he respects his elders, he is also proud. Now he has fought hundreds of moves with his uncle, and his understanding of the Dugu Nine Swords has entered a new world. No one can believe that his uncle can do it in three moves.
Within, he can let go of his long sword.
Feng Zhou laughed and said: "Very good, watch my first move!"
The scabbard of the sword in his hand suddenly changed and he struck directly in the air.
The scabbard suddenly glowed brightly, and half a foot of green light stretched out from it, stretching and contracting like a long snake.
"Sword light! Sword light!" Cong Buqi shouted.
Feng Qingyang was slightly shocked, and was horrified in his heart: "He can use his supreme internal power to activate the scabbard to produce sword light. The depth of this internal power has reached its peak!"
"Tear."
In the void, a roaring wind came.
The powerful sword light suddenly began to spin rapidly, then detached from the scabbard, cut through the void, cut through the air, and slashed towards Linghu Chong with an extremely sharp scream.
At this time, Linghu Chong's confidence and courage were at their peak, and he also possessed the Zixia Divine Art. He immediately used the "Broken Arrow Style", stretched out his sword diagonally, and the tip of the sword was already touching the sword light.
"Zira!"
Linghu Chong was suddenly startled. He felt a sharp friction sound coming from the tip of the sword, like the sound of a blade scraping across an iron plate. It was extremely unpleasant, and at the same time, waves of internal force were constantly pouring out. From the long sword,
Colliding with Linghu Chong's right hand.
Every impact made Linghu Chong shake so hard that he could hardly hold the sword in his hand.
"This sword light is so powerful!" Linghu Chong gritted his teeth and used the Zixia magical power to resist.
But how could Feng Zhou let him be so relaxed?
He used the "immortal guide" move and pointed at Linghu Chong's chest.
This move is a basic sword move common to all sects. When Feng Zhou performs it, it is no different from what other masters perform.
Linghu Chong hurriedly waved the long sword in his hand, coming second and attacking Feng Zhou's left shoulder, which was where his flaw lay.
But while he was swinging the sword, he was shocked in his heart: "How come this sword has become so heavy? Uncle Master's sword energy is actually attached to this sword and has not dissipated for so long?"
Fortunately, his Zixia Magic Skill was successful and he was able to resist this internal energy. He used the Dugu Nine Swords Breaking Sword Style, attacking last and hitting Feng Zhou on his left shoulder.
But just as he touched him, Feng Zhou's clothes suddenly vibrated. They were as hard as steel and as tough as springs. The clothes moved and swayed, and they actually clamped the tip of Linghu Chong's sword, making it difficult to move.
Linghu Chong was slightly shocked and hurriedly retrieved it, but the sword seemed to have taken root and did not move at all.
Feng Zhou laughed loudly, stretched out his right hand, and flicked the sword's spine.
Linghu Chong felt that the tiger's mouth was shaking, and he could no longer hold the sword hilt. The sharp sword flew away from his hand, flew into the air, then turned in an arc, quickly came down, and with a "puff", it was inserted into the ground without any movement.
No shaking.
Looking at Feng Zhou's clothes on his left shoulder, there was no sign of damage at all. Everyone was stunned for a while.
What followed was deep admiration.
Feng Zhou said he would use three moves to make Linghu Chong lose his sword, but he actually used three moves to make Linghu Chong lose his sword. It was really a smooth move.
Linghu Chong bowed and saluted: "Disciple, thank you, uncle, for your guidance and helping me practice my sword. Chong'er is extremely grateful."