Chapter 45 Chased by Feng Qingyang

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Song Qingshu didn't listen to what Mu Wanqing said at all. He just watched it once, and he had already mastered the Wuyue swordsmanship and the ten Zhang Lao's breaking methods. Now he closed his eyes, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

After reading the original book, he has long understood that moves are dead and people are alive. If these swords are used in the same way, of course they are easy to be cracked by others, but as long as the person who uses the sword uses the moves flexibly, he can naturally avoid being swayed by the enemy. Break easily.

Song Qingshu had always been very powerful on paper before, but lacked practical eyesight. Now these murals have vividly demonstrated the skills of masters.

The angle of the move, the timing, the strength, and the connection of the next move, as well as the enemy's response... Song Qingshu felt more and more clear in his heart.

Suddenly startled, she turned her head to look behind her, Mu Wanqing noticed his movements and turned around, and found that the old man with white hair and beard was standing there silently.

"Young people are so alert," the old man smiled slightly, looking at the sword move on the wall, his expression fell into memory, and finally turned into a long sigh, "After so many years, the people of the Sun and Moon Sect still came over."

Naturally, this person is Feng Qingyang, who has a good swordsmanship in the original work. Song Qingshu and Song Qingshu were discovered by him as soon as they thought about the cliff. He was surprised to find that Song Qingshu did not stop at all, and went straight into the secret cave.

You must know that apart from Linghu Chong who came in by mistake, no one else knew the secret here, and Song Qingshu's behavior was obviously to know the secret here in advance, and he noticed that his inner strength did not seem to be a decent martial arts, Feng Qingyang speculated a little, I think that he is probably a member of the demon sect, and got the secret here from the notes of the predecessors.

The Wuyue Sword Sect's unique trick must not fall into the hands of the Demon Sect, Feng Qingyang's thoughts flashed through his mind, and he said lightly, "Young man, this old man can't let you go down the mountain with the Wuyue Sword Art, so stay here and accompany me. Let the old man live for twenty or thirty years."

How did Song Qingshu know that Feng Qingyang had misunderstood him as a member of the Demon Sect, so he couldn't help complaining secretly.

Mu Wanqing, who was on the side, clearly felt the unfathomable aura of the old man. Hearing his words, he felt anxious, and quickly explained: "We just accidentally broke into the forbidden area of ​​the noble school, we didn't understand the rules, and we saw the unique skills of the noble school. , but Goudan'er is just a fool, I can't remember it after reading it, and I hope there are a lot of seniors, let him go."

Seeing Mu Wanqing begging for her, Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling warm, and gave her a grateful glance.

Hearing Mu Wanqing's words, Feng Qingyang's expression suddenly became a little strange, "Is he also a fool?" Suddenly realizing something, his face became more severe, and he looked at Song Qingshu: "It is even more unforgivable to deceive a woman with clever words."

Song Qingshu still respected this swordsman master, but when he came in, he said that he would imprison him for decades without asking indiscriminately, and then criticized him harshly from the moral high ground. Anger suddenly surged in his heart. His self-esteem made him smile proudly: "Hehe, it's as if your martial arts are higher than mine."

Mu Wanqing turned pale and looked at Song Qingshu impatiently: "Gougan, please admit your mistake to senior."

Feng Qingyang has been cleaning his heart over the years like an ancient well, but he still made a anger surge in his heart, and snorted: "Young people are too arrogant."

"You can try." Song Qingshu stood there silently, watching his nose and heart.

"You make a move, otherwise you won't have a chance. The old man can let you make three moves first." Feng Qingyang put his hands behind his back, respecting his identity, and refused to make the first move.

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"That's what you said." Song Qingshu showed a wicked smile on his lips. When his body moved, he stepped on the sand and moved to the extreme. He passed by Feng Qingyang like lightning, and saw a bloodstain on his neck. Feng Qingyang fell down slowly, Song Qingshu wiped the bloodstains on the wooden sword, and said disdainfully: "Don't pretend to be forceful, pretend to be forceful to be struck by lightning."

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Of course, the above scene is just Song Qingshu's fantasy. Feng Qingyang stared at his strange smile strangely, and snorted coldly, "You have lost your mind just now. If I took action, you would be dead."

Song Qingshu wiped the saliva from his mouth and smiled embarrassingly.

"I also ask the seniors to advise." Song Qingshu cheered up, and in the change of footsteps, the defensiveness of Wudang's cotton palm was implied in one palm, mixed with the thickness of Emei's golden top cotton palm and the bravery of the sky-shattering iron palm.

"Hey!" Feng Qingyang glanced at him in amazement, thinking in his heart that this kid can combine several palm techniques with completely different temperaments so well, he is really a martial arts genius. It's a pity that as a member of the demon sect, he is full of hostility, it's really a pity...

Feng Qingyang's mind moved, his fingers pinched the sword art, and one finger greeted him. Song Qingshu was horrified to find that a sharp sword qi ripped apart his fist style. If he didn't withdraw his palm and continued to move forward, he would probably be pierced by the palm. He quickly smashed the opponent's sword qi with a big fist in his left hand. With a dodge, he retreated a few meters away.

"Nine Swords of Dugu Breaking the Palm, it really lives up to its reputation." Song Qingshu looked at Feng Qingyang with a heavy face, and Nine Swords of Dugu was sure to save the enemy.

Feng Qingyang has long been freed from the shackles of Dugu Nine Swords, and the finger just now only implied a palm-breaking sword intent. Seeing that he mistakenly thought it was Dugu Nine Swords, he did not argue: "The young man's martial arts are already outstanding among the younger generation. , is rare.”

"Feng Lao really deserves to be the number one swordsman in the world today.

one. "Song Qingshu said with sincere admiration.

"The first move is over, let's make the second move." Feng Qingyang smiled lightly and continued to stand with his hands behind his back.

"***, when will I be able to show off this shape and pretend to be a force in front of the enemy." Song Qingshu thought angrily, and then a well-regarded tiger claw attacked the opponent's middle lane.

"Huh~" Feng Qingyang was surprised again. Just now, his palm was mixed with the essence of several sets of palm techniques, but this second move was so unremarkable.

Sure enough, when he reached in front of him, Song Qingshu changed from a fierce tiger claw hand to a sinister and sinister nine yin white bone claw. on the shadow.

Mu Wanqing watched with disgust and nausea. Song Qingshu's Jiuyin White Bone Claw attacked very quickly, but Feng Qingyang's fingers seemed to slow down, but he could just use his sword energy to disperse Song Qingshu's every claw!

After a few breaths, Song Qingshu returned to the same place, his hands numb. Feng Qingyang glanced at him unexpectedly, "I didn't expect him to meet his own sword energy head-on, and he didn't get hurt in the slightest."

"There is one last move." The more this is the case, the more alert Feng Qingyang is in his heart. Such a person in the demon sect is definitely not a blessing for Huashan, and he has unconsciously moved to kill.

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