Asking the heavens starts with Xiaoao

Chapter 116
He Qingyun also came here after sending Ning Qingxia home. He didn't wait for Yue Buqun to call his name, and said, "Just now I was watching the disciples practicing martial arts in the martial arts training ground. Brother Jianzong Guan and Senior Brother Shan are here. They Testify for me."

Yue Buqun glanced over, saw Guan Qingsong and Shan Qingfeng nodded, and said: "What Junior Brother He said is true, he was indeed practicing martial arts all the time just now."

Yue Buqun nodded in satisfaction, looked at Zhang Qingliu and said, "Uncle Zhang, everyone in my Qi School has been cleared of suspicion, and now only Uncle Zhang is left. What was Uncle Zhang doing just now, can anyone prove it?"

Zhang Qingliu was silent for a while, silent.

Zhao Xuancheng was trembling with anger, he pointed at Zhang Qingliu and said, "Please tell me honestly, is the matter of your Uncle Wang's death related to you?"

Zhang Qingliu knew that he couldn't do anything good today, so he replied in a heartbroken way: "Master Wang is stubborn, this disciple has no choice but to do something wrong!"

Once Zhang Qingliu said this, it was tantamount to admitting that he had killed Wang Xuanfeng.Everyone in Huashan was in an uproar.

Zhao Xuancheng was so angry that his fingers trembled, and he cursed angrily: "You beast! You! Why are you so bold!"

Zhang Qingliu sneered: "Master, my Sword Sect has more disciples than the Qi Sect, and is stronger than the Qi Sect. Why should he let the Qi Sect be in charge of the sect!"

"Twenty years ago, my Sword Sect's strength reached its peak, and the Qi Sect was like fish on the chopping board of my Sword Sect. But the master said, 'the enemy of the Demon Sect is outside, we should unite with the Qi Sect and fight against the enemy together', and let the Air Sect go."

"I don't know that 'to fight against the outside world, you must first secure the inside' is the most reasonable saying! Qizong has developed steadily for 20 years under my Jianzong's nose! Now the strength is equal to my Jianzong's!"

"Two years ago in the Battle of Qishan, the main force of the Demon Sect was completely lost, and the great enemy was gone. At that time, it was time to expel the Qizong and straighten my Huashan origin!"

"Even though Ning Qingxia of the Qi sect is extremely accomplished, I, Feng Qingyang of the Jian sect, can stand against him. It's a pity that the master is indecisive, and the great opportunity of the Jian sect has been lost in vain!"

"However, time does not wait for me, Master! If this delay continues, the strength of Qizong will become stronger and stronger, and the strength of Jianzong will become weaker and weaker. We can only fight hard. At this time, there is still [-]% hope for a battle. Without a fight, hope is even slimmer!"

"The disciple must do something for Jianzong! If the master is not willing to do it, the disciple will help; if the master is not willing to do it, the disciple will do it for you!"

"It's a pity that Uncle Wang is so stubborn that he refuses to attack Qizong together with Junior Brother Feng. There is no other way, this disciple has no choice but to push Junior Brother Feng!"

"The disciple's plan has almost succeeded! Just now Ning Qingxia has been seriously injured, Master Zheng is also suffering from cold poison, and no one in the Qi sect can resist the sword sect! It's a pity that the good situation was overturned by this kid surnamed Yue over!"

Everyone in the Qi sect broke out in cold sweat when they heard this, they only thought that this Qing Liu was small-minded, irritable and irritable, and they thought he was an idiot-shaped figure, but they didn't expect this Qing Liu to have far-sightedness, and put both Qi swords in the cloth bag tied with one hand, Almost let him succeed!
Zhao Xuancheng burst into tears, and said: "Qingliu, the dispute between you and me, Uncle Zheng, is all about reorganizing Huashan. We have different paths, and it's not for our own self-interest! The current situation is not what we want!"

Zhang Qingliu said: "Master, you and Uncle Zheng are of high moral character, and all you think and do are for the sake of Huashan. But the disciples are ordinary people, and their pursuit is different from yours. How many of us second-generation disciples are for the revitalization of Huashan?"

He sneered and said: "Brothers of Qizong and Jianzong, ask yourself, who is wholeheartedly for Huashan? Isn't it all for self-interest!"

"Oh, no, there are two other exceptions," he said sarcastically, "Ning Qingxia is an idiot who only wants to be his hero, but you Feng Qingyang is a lunatic who only wants to be a swordsman!"

When Feng Qingyang heard this, he couldn't bear it anymore, and stabbed with his sword.

Zhang Qingliu dodged the sword extremely quickly, and said: "This place is narrow and the wind is clear, let's go out and fight!"

Zheng Xuanji said loudly: "Disciples outside the door listen, let go of the door here. Summon all the disciples and guard the main routes down the mountain of Huashan, and no one is allowed to go down the mountain!"

Zhang Qingliu said with a smile: "Uncle Zheng, why are you so nervous! My nephew can't run away!"

Zheng Xuanji winked, and the two Qizong disciples standing by the door opened the door.He drew out his long sword to be on guard, and slowly exited the door.

The rest of the people exited the door one by one, and surrounded Wang Xuanfeng's small courtyard.

Zhang Qingliu didn't care, walked out loudly, and came to the field outside the courtyard.

With a long sword in his hand, he put on a posture and said loudly: "Feng Qingyang, come on! I killed your master Wang Xuanfeng, if you want revenge, you can find me!"

Feng Qingyang didn't even talk to him, he just stabbed with his sword.But seeing Zhang Qingliu's erratic figure, like a ghost, he jumped in front of Feng Qingyang in a flash, stabbing Feng Qingyang's face with his straight sword.

Feng Qingyang was taken aback, but his movements were not slow, he pushed Zhang Qingliu away with a sword, and shouted loudly: "Zhang Qingliu, where did you learn the 'Evil Resisting Sword Technique'?"

Yue Buqun also recognized this sword move, which was one of the evil sword techniques, but Zhang Qingliu's sword was very fast, and his movement was extremely strange, which was far more powerful than the 'Evil Sword Technique' demonstrated by Chang Qingzi went!
Yue Buqun shouted loudly: "Zhang Qingliu, what have you done to Daoist Chang Qingzi!"

Zhang Qingliu showed a cruel smile, and said to Yue Buqun, "Guess?"

Feng Qingyang shouted loudly: "Zhang Qingliu, you haven't replied to me yet!"

Zhang Qingliu praised Feng Qingyang: "I have a good eye, I still remember this 'Evil Resisting Sword Technique', if you want to know where senior brother's 'Evil Resisting Sword Technique' came from, go ask your good nephew Yue Buqun."

Feng Qingyang looked at Yue Buqun with searching eyes, and Yue Buqun said: "Uncle Feng, my nephew will tell you about this matter in detail later, the most urgent thing is to capture Zhang Qingliu first!"

Feng Qingyang came to his senses, and said to Zhang Qingliu: "The mere 'Evil Resisting Sword Technique' is nothing serious, and today I will take your head as a memorial to Master's spirit in heaven!"

Zhang Qingliu hissed: "That depends on your ability!"

After speaking, the two held their long swords and fought together again.

Zhang Qingliu's movement was strange, his sword was drawn very fast, Feng Qingyang's "Dugu Nine Swords" unfolded, and he could hardly resist it.

The two fought for more than a dozen moves, but seeing Zhang Qingliu approaching Feng Qingyang extremely quickly, stabbing three times with his long sword, Feng Qingyang let out a muffled groan, his chest was wounded, and he took a step back.

Zhang Qingliu stepped back suddenly, and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Feng, how does the 'Evil Resisting Sword Technique' used by senior brother compare to Lin Yuantu?"

Yue Buqun shouted: "Uncle Feng, stay clear, pay attention to where Zhang Qingliu's long sword is pointing, don't be provoked by him!"

Feng Qingyang nodded and calmed down. This "Evil Resisting Swordsmanship" is indeed the top swordsmanship in the school. Just now he was full of anger, his mind lost his clarity, and he almost fell into Zhang Qingliu's way!

(End of this chapter)