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Chapter 160: Swordsmanship (Part 1)

Bai Xingjian said this without any leakage. Not to mention Feng Qingyang, even Lin Pingzhi did not doubt it.

After all, Bai Xingjian did take him up the mountain to ask the disciples of Huashan to ask for martial arts. It was only because the people of Huashan were empty that they talked about the cliff of Siguo.

After hearing this, Feng Qingyang no longer doubted the incident of Bai Xingjian's thoughts on the cliff, but just thought that the other party came by by chance and broke through the secret in the cave.

"So that's the case. Since you have kept the murals in the cave in mind, why do you need to destroy this place? What is recorded in the cave is the essence of the Five Mountains Sword Sect's many years of inheritance. Isn't it a pity to destroy it?" Feng Qingyang frowned.

Feng Qingyang naturally looked down on the Five Mountains sword techniques in the cave, but he was not a fool. So many secret sword tricks left on Siguo Cliff can greatly increase the strength of the Huashan Sect.

Although he did not leave the world, it did not mean that he would not have the Huashan Sect in his heart. If it weren't for this, he would not have leaked his whereabouts and was discovered by Bai Xingjian.

Seeing that Feng Qingyang was indeed asking about this, Bai Xingjian was not afraid and bowed: "Uncle Feng didn't know anything. I'm the younger generation, but I'm actually trying to protect the Huashan School."

"How do you say this?" Feng Qingyang said in confusion.

Bai Xingjian said: "I didn't know that Master Feng was still alive before, so I did this. If I had known Master Feng was still alive and was still on Mount Hua, I wouldn't have interfered in this way."

"The meaning of Master Feng, I can guess one or two. In this stone cave, there are various exquisite sword techniques of the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the methods of the elders of the Demon Sect breaking moves. If the disciples of Huashan can study hard, they will definitely be able to make great progress."

"But Uncle Feng ignored one thing, that is, every man is innocent and is guilty of possessing a treasure. The Five Mountains Sword Sect is no longer the Five Mountains Sword Sect of the past, and the Huashan Sect is not the Huashan Sect of the past."

"To put it bluntly, the Huashan Sect is just two or three big cats, and it depends on the hard support of Master Yue and Uncle Ning. If the news of the sword techniques hidden in the cliff cave spreads, what will the other four sects think, what will those people in the world, and even the Demon Sect think."

"I didn't know that Master Feng was there just now, and I just thought that once this matter was leaked, Huashan might be killed."

"Therefore, I asked the little disciple to destroy the murals in the cave. In this way, even if the news leaks out, Huashan can be safe."

"I don't expect that Master Feng is still alive. Now Master Feng is here, and you are here to stay in Mount Hua. I believe that even if some young people come, Mount Hua will be safe and sound, and I will be relieved."

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang couldn't help frowning.

He is extremely powerful and his swordsmanship is no longer bound by changes in tricks. There is no difference between the swordsmanship of each sect in his eyes, so he never thought about his own ideas.

Now that he heard Bai Xingjian say this, he realized that the sword technique of this cave can be a treasure or the source of disaster.

Surveying martial arts is a taboo in the martial arts world. Even if they are both Wuyue Sword Sects, if they learn that Huashan has sword techniques and tricks, they will never give up.

Thinking of this, Bai Xingjian's mural that destroyed a cave was indeed beneficial to the Huashan School.

At this point, Feng Qingyang's last doubts about Bai Xingjian also disappeared, "If so, it would be better to destroy the murals of this cave."

Bai Xingjian could not refuse, but did not answer the conversation, but changed the topic and said, "Uncle Feng, I have a reluctant request. I wonder if Uncle Feng can agree."

"You want to compete with me in swords!" Feng Qingyang was extremely confident.

Bai Xingjian smiled, "Uncle Feng is really powerful. I guessed my thoughts at once. I heard that Uncle Feng is the number one master in Huashan, and he is the only one in the world with the Dugu Nine Swords."

"My younger generations are now a martial arts master, so they want to ask Mr. Feng for advice from Mr. Feng to see how much difference they have with top masters. I wonder if Mr. Feng can give me advice."

This is the fundamental reason why Bai Xingjian spent all his time leading to Feng Qingyang.

In the world of laughter and proud, no one can convince anyone who is stronger, Dongfang Bubai or Feng Qingyang.

But one thing is certain that these two people are definitely the strongest in the world of laughter and proud.

When Bai Xingjian was bored, he tried to simulate the process of fighting with Dongfang Bubai in the trial field.

As a result, the sky-high price of 8,000 points in counterattack immediately gave him the idea, which shows how rare the opportunity to fight with such top masters is.

Feng Qingyang is a martial arts senior. He doesn’t have to worry about his life when fighting with him. He can also accumulate combat experience. After finally coming to Huashan, how could Bai Xingjian miss this opportunity?

Bai Xingjian looked at Feng Qingyang with a burning gaze, his eyes burning, as if a erotic ghost met a peerless beauty.

Feng Qingyang laughed at the sky, "Okay, okay, because you just wanted to block the disaster for my Huashan Sect, I will play two moves with you and fulfill your wish."

"Thank you for your senior." Bai Xingjian was happy, and before he finished speaking, his sword was unsheathed.

brush!!

The sword was extremely fast, and Lin Pingzhi on the side could not even see the changes in the sword moves. He only realized when the sword tip of the long sword pierced Feng Qingyang's chest.

bite!

Feng Qingyang is Feng Qingyang. Even though Bai Xingjian's sword was incredibly fast, he still responded in time at a critical moment. He put his two fingers together in the right hand into a sword and pointed it a little slanted. When it was impossible to send it, it was on the long sword in Bai Xingjian's hand.

A very powerful and weird force fell to the weakest part of Bai Xingjian's move, and he struck the long sword out.

"What a Dugu Nine Swords, it's really amazing!"

Bai Xingjian's eyes were filled with light, and he exclaimed, but the sword in his hand kept on for a moment. The magical power of the crane sensation of the Nine Sky was circulating. The sword was trembling and turned backwards at an incredible angle, like a dragon going out to sea, pointing directly to Feng Qingyang's wrist, where the Shenmen acupoint was located.

"Hey, what a mysterious internal skill!"

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang exclaimed lightly, his hand was not slow, and he pointed to a sword and gently picked it up. It seemed ordinary, but it contained dozens of changes, directly blocking all the various ways of Baixing Jian sword moves.

The title of Dugu Nine Swords, which is truly worthy of breaking all the martial arts skills in the world, is indeed harder to deal with than any trick.

Facing this finger, Bai Xingjian used all kinds of changes under his feet, and his body suddenly changed, like a crane dancing, like a ghost flashing. The sword in his hand turned, but he did not advance but retreated. With the changes, the sword wind was trembling, the green light was like lightning, and the sword moves in his hand became extremely complicated.

Originally, Bai Xingjian's sword move was still the way of Songfeng's sword technique. Now he used his strange moves frequently, and various sword techniques were like flowing clouds and water, continuous.
Chapter completed!
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