Martial arts crossing rivers and lakes

Chapter 86 Huashan On the Sword
The moment Feng Qingyang touched the Wushuang sword with a dead branch, his moves changed again, guarding against Jiang Hu's cracking moves, he really moved with his heart and with his blade.

Jiang Hu failed to decipher his move in the end, he was shocked in his heart, and thought: "This Feng Qingyang's move is the same as Dongfang Bubai, and it is completely impossible to break."

It's just that he's a bit smarter than Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai's moves can't change freely and freely like him, but rely purely on swift and swift movements and shots to cover up the flaws in the moves.

This Feng Qingyang is different, his moves have reached the state of "no move", it is completely natural, it changes spontaneously, it cannot be broken.

The two disassembled a move, and retreated separately, Feng Qingyang was no less terrified than Jiang Hu, and secretly thought: "This kid predicts the enemy's opportunity first, and knows how to break the move, very suitable for 'Dugu Nine Swords' 'Profound meaning, rare, rare!"

Holding a dead branch in his hand, he attacked again, and with his true energy, a dead branch was like the most powerful weapon in the world.

This time, he no longer defends, but instead attacks to the end, focusing on what he has to save Jiang Hu, Jiang Hu is also the same way, "How about Dai Zong" and "Dugu Nine Swords" may have a duel in this regard .

However, the swords handed out by the two always stopped halfway and turned back to save themselves, otherwise they would surely die under the opponent's sword.

In this way, hundreds of stances were disassembled, but none of the two stances could be fully executed, they both returned halfway to save, and they didn't even touch their weapons.

Jiang Gourd jumped up, rushed to the top of Feng Qingyang's head, held the sword from top to bottom, and stabbed quickly, the blade of the sword was sharp and cold, like a waterfall flying down.

Sword Eight·Galaxy Falls Nine Heavens!
Feng Qingyang raised the dead branch, and gave it upward at random. This hand seemed to be calm and breezy, but it actually coincided with the profound meaning of "Breaking Sword Style" and "Breaking Qi Style" in "Dugu Nine Swords", and its power was unparalleled.

"Bang!" The Wushuang sword collided with the dead branch, and they broke at the same time, and the fragments scattered in all directions.

Jiang Hu used his strength to do a backflip, turned several times in a row, retreated to the ground, bowed and clasped his fists, and said: "Senior's skill is as deep as the ocean, and this junior is no match for me." Immediately, he made a sword with his fingers together, and placed it horizontally in front of him.

Although the move just now was considered a draw, but Jiang Hushi used Wushuang sword, and what Feng Qingyang used was just a dead branch that was folded at random, and the judgment was judged.

Feng Qingyang shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "I just took advantage of my internal strength for decades more than you, if you only talk about swordsmanship, you may not be my opponent.

To be honest, when I was as young as you, I really didn't have such high martial arts as you, come, come again! "After all, attack up.

Originally, Jiang Gourd's internal strength was not as good as Feng Qingyang's, but recently he practiced "snap fingers" and "one yang finger", and his finger strength is quite strong, which can make up for the weakness of internal strength to a certain extent.

I saw that both of them were pointing at each other as swords, and in an instant, another hundred moves were made. When the fight reached a point, the sword energy was flying around them, making the sound of breaking the wind.

Jiang Gourd submerged his "Yan Tian Kung Fu" to condense the innocent Qi, and suddenly stretched out his finger like the wind, sweeping away, the sword Qi was condensed like smoke.

Sword Nine · Traversing the Quartet!

Although this move seems to have only one form, but at the moment it is issued, four changes will occur spontaneously, each change is as fast as lightning, and it is fleeting.

"Good sword, good sword!"

Feng Qingyang gave a big praise, combined "Breaking Sword Style" and "Breaking Qi Style" again, and extended a finger.

Afterwards, this finger also produced four changes by itself, which respectively deciphered the four changes corresponding to Jiang Gourd's "traversing the four directions".

Suddenly, Jiang Hu leaned forward and pointed out a sword. He didn't even know where the sword was going to go.

This is exactly his back move of "crossing the four directions", an extremely powerful back move hidden behind the four changes, once he makes a move, even he himself doesn't know how it will change.

This is what he realized from the last move of the "Golden Snake Sword Art" - "False Mind, False Feeling, True".

"The meaning is false and the emotion is true" is originally a boxing technique, and it is a unique skill created by "Golden Snake Lord" Xia Xueyi, who was enlightened by emotion.

Jiang Gourd refined many profound meanings of exquisite swordsmanship, combined with this move of "false intention and true emotion", and finally comprehended the tenth sword of "Jiang Jian Nine".

Sword Ten·Moco Boundless!

Moco is immeasurable, a Buddhist term, formless and formless, endless.

For Jiang Hu, this sword has no tricks or styles, it is the pinnacle of "skills", if it is strong, it will be strong, and the upper limit is infinite, which is exactly the meaning of "Moco is boundless".

When he handed out this sword, he actually had a faint sense of resonance with all things, but only limited to the low level of martial arts, and his perception stopped here.

Feng Qingyang saw his attack with his sword, the "Dugu Nine Swords"'s anticipation of the enemy was completely useless, there was no sign of him, so how could he solve it?

With a flash of cold light, Jiang Hu's fingers were only an inch away from Feng Qingyang's throat, as long as he exhaled his true energy, he could immediately penetrate his throat.

Feng Qingyang laughed loudly and said: "My boy, I lost!" Although he lost to Jiang Hu, he was not sad but happy.

He seldom fought against opponents in his life, and since he retired from the sword, he has lived lonely outside the rivers and lakes. Today, he has fought hundreds of rounds with Jiang Huju, which is really hearty.

Jiang Hu clasped his fists and said: "Don't dare, senior was merciful and deliberately suppressed his true energy. This junior won't be able to win with force. If senior puts all his strength into it, this junior may not be an opponent."

Feng Qingyang waved his hand and said: "A sword competition is a sword competition, relying on true energy, even if you win, what's the point? If you lose, you lose, there is nothing to say, you are very good, and your sword skills are very good!" Between words It's quite a young man's spirit.

After all, he sat on the ground, as if closing his eyes and resting his mind.

It was just a fierce fight, which really took a lot of physical strength and mental energy. Jiang Hu is young and full of blood, and he also fought with two legs, sweating a lot.

"Senior, junior was afraid that Master Yue would pursue me for stealing the Huashan Sword Art, so I had to make up nonsense and pretend to be your descendant, senior. I hope you will understand." Jiang Hu apologized, he really did not do well in this matter. typical.

The air was quiet for a long time, but Feng Qingyang did not respond.

He was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and meditating.

Jiang Hu said: "Senior, senior..."

No matter how Jiang Hu shouted, he never responded.

Jiang Hu stretched out his hand to check his breath, and his heart was shocked.

A generation of masters of the Huashan School, Feng Qingyang, passed away peacefully.

It turned out that Feng Qingyang didn't have much Shouyuan left in the first place, and this fight with Jiang Huju was extremely exhausting of his energy and mind, which made him worse.

What's more, in the afterglow of his life, it is difficult for him to meet his opponent. After a hard fight, he is so happy, and he has nothing to worry about in life, so he rides the crane west, becomes immortal and becomes immortal.

Jiang Hu sighed, picked up his body, found a hidden place, and buried it, thinking that after his death, he probably didn't want anyone to disturb his cleanliness.

After finishing all this, he went back to Linghu Chong's wedding banquet, and poured wine for Linghu Chong again...

(End of this chapter)