Zongwu: Longevity starts from marrying a wife down the mountain

Chapter 78 The first appearance!

In front of the majestic and majestic Huashan School.

The two forces confront each other.

"If you want to fight, you can fight. Master Yue is straightforward. This is the courage that we people in Jianghu should have!"

Seeing Yue Buqun finally accepted the challenge, Cheng Buyou smiled and praised him loudly.

Yue Buqun looked calm and didn't answer, but looked at Qin Cang who was riding a horse not far away.

Qin Cang's arrival was the main reason why he was willing to agree to a contest between Feng Buping and the others.

He knew that Uncle Feng Qingyang, the sword master, not only taught Linghu Chong's peerless swordsmanship, but also taught Qin Cang.

With this level of master-student relationship, let Qin Cang take the lead in fighting with Jianzong and others, even if Master Uncle Feng Qingyang observes secretly, there is a high probability that he will not make a move later.

At this time, Feng Buping and the others also noticed Yue Buqun's gaze, and looked sideways, only to see a young man in black with a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament riding a horse.

despair!despair……

In the eyes of everyone, Qin Cang got off his horse, took the rein and came to Yue Buqun and the others.

"Master, Master, what happened?"

Qin Cang asked with a puzzled expression.

"They are members of the Huashan Sword Sect back then, and they came to Huashan to compete for the position of master again."

Yue Buqun knew clearly that Qin Cang, who was taught martial arts by his master sword master uncle Feng Qingyang, knew about the sword qi battle in Huashan, so he didn't explain much, and directly stated the opponent's intention.

Yue Buqun paused for a moment, and said something that surprised everyone present.

"Cang'er, you are willing to compete with them in martial arts."

As soon as this word comes out.

Feng Buping and the others instantly changed their faces, furious.

"Yue Buqun, what do you mean, let a young disciple compete with us."

"How dare you underestimate me, a member of the Sword Sect?"

Feng Buping turned livid and asked angrily.

"Hmph, Yue Buqun, you hypocrite, as the head of Mount Hua, it's fine if you don't dare to make a move yourself, but it's really shameless for your disciples to come to die."

Cheng Buyou snorted coldly, his voice full of contempt.

"Yue Buqun, you will be ridiculed by the world for acting like this."

Cong Buqi spoke coldly with an angry face.

They are all from different generations of Huashan School, the same generation as Yue Buqun, and they were brothers and sisters back then.

Competing with Yue Buqun and his wife is justified.

But Yue Buqun asked his disciples to compete with them, which was obviously contemptuous and even insulting.

Songshan disciples are in the queue.

Ding Mian, holding the flag of the leader of the Five Sacred Sacred Mountains, looked at Qin Cang who was beside Yue Buqun, and a slight strangeness flashed in his eyes.

Last night he got the news that Qin Cang, a disciple of Mount Hua, was taught by Hong Qigong, the head of the beggar gang, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

In this regard, he felt extremely incredible, unbelievable.

The majestic leader of the beggar gang, the peerless master of the Great Heavenly Phenomenon Realm, would actually pass on his unique knowledge to an unrelated Huashan disciple.

Unbelievable is unbelievable, but he did not completely deny the authenticity of this news.

Another purpose of his coming here today is to find out whether the news is true or not.

"Cang'er is an outstanding disciple of my Huashan. Let him compete with you, not to look down on your sword sect, but just to let you first experience the level of my contemporary disciples of Huashan."

"It won't be too late to compete with my husband and wife after you have seen the level of my Huashan contemporary disciples."

Yue Buqun met the angry eyes of Feng Buping and the other three, and said calmly.

Immediately, he looked at Qin Cang and asked again: "Cang'er, would you like to compete with them."

Qin Cang did not hesitate too much, and immediately nodded in agreement, "Student is willing!"

As expected of Lao Yue, he was indeed cautious.

He probably guessed the purpose of Lao Yue's move in his heart.

It should have something to do with Mr. Feng Qingyang.

With Lao Yue's mind, he must have guessed that Si Guoya's senior expert is Mr. Jian Zong Feng Qingyang.

The descendants of Jianzong came to provoke and wanted to compete for the head of Huashan again. Lao Yue must have been afraid that Mr. Feng Qingyang might make a move, so he let him take the lead in fighting against the people of Jianzong.

Because he was favored by Mr. Feng Qingyang and imparted his unique skills, he was regarded as a teacher and apprentice.

For this contest, Qin Cang did not object, and even had a little expectation.

Fighting with real knives and real guns, you can test your current specific combat power.

What's more, Lao Yue and Shi Niang Ningzhong are on the sidelines, even if they are at a disadvantage, Lao Yue and Shi Niang will definitely help.

"Hmph, Yue Buqun, you are too deceptive..."

Feng Buping just opened his mouth to shout angrily, but was interrupted by Ding Mian who came up.

Ding Mian patted Feng Buping on the shoulder, said with a faint smile: "Junior Brother Feng, there is no need to get angry, since Junior Brother Yue wants me to experience the level of contemporary Huashan disciples, then let's experience it."

"I also want to know the difference between this outstanding Huashan disciple and Linghu Chong, the great Huashan disciple who likes to go to brothels."

The voice fell.

Yue Buqun frowned, his complexion became a little ugly.

A group of Huashan disciples also stared angrily, the other party's words were obviously deliberately slandering senior brother Linghu Chong.

Senior brother Linghu Chong was indeed met by Ding Mian in the brothel before, but it was to save people in the brothel, not to enjoy the brothel.

"Haha, okay, since Senior Brother Ding has said so, then I also want to meet this outstanding disciple of Huashan."

Seeing Yue Buqun deflated, Cong Buqi showed a happy smile on his face.

Then he stepped forward and stood out from the three of Jianzong. He planned to be the first to make a move and participate in this contest between sword qi.

"Come on, let me, a former disciple of Huashan, see you, a contemporary disciple of Huashan."

Cong Buqi stared straight at Qin Cang, with a hint of contempt in his eyes. He obviously didn't pay attention to the young Huashan disciple in front of him.

"it is good!"

Qin Cang said calmly.

He sensed the fluctuation of the opponent's internal strength, and the cultivation of internal strength was around the peak of the fourth rank.

If it doesn't exceed the third rank, the pressure to deal with it is not very great.

Moreover, the other party still has a contemptuous heart.

"Brother, you have to be careful."

There was a hint of nervousness on Yue Lingshan's pretty face.

Although she knew that Qin Cang was extremely powerful, but at this moment she was facing the elder Huashan Sword Sect with superb swordsmanship and rich combat experience, so she couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, besides, master and wife are still watching."

Qin Cang smiled slightly, and comforted him.

"Shan'er, don't worry, with me and your father here, nothing will happen to Cang'er."

Ning Zhong stretched out his hand to hold his daughter's wrist, and said softly.

Then, in the eyes of everyone on the field.

Qin Cang walked to a position about three or four feet away from Cheng Buyou, and stood opposite him.

"Junior, just take a good look at how my Huashan Sword Sect uses the sword!"

As Cong Buqi's voice fell, a clear trembling sound of the blade resounded.

Clang——

Cong Buqi's eyes burst into a cold light, the internal energy in his dantian quickly circulated, and the sword in his hand came out of its sheath.

The sharp blade turned into a white rainbow, arousing an extremely fierce wind, and stabbing straight at Qin Cang.

In an instant, Cong Buqi's figure spanned several feet and appeared in front of Qin Cang, with the shiny sword in his hand only a few feet away from Qin Cang's chest.

Without the slightest panic, Qin Cang swung his sword horizontally.

The sword light was strong, and the blue rainbow poured down, cutting out a cold light in the air.

clang--

As the blades collided and the flames flickered, there was a sound of metal rubbing that hurt the eardrums.

The moment when the blades of the two sides collided.

Cong Buqi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a terrifying force coming from the hilt of the sword. The palm of his hand was numb from the force, and he was caught off guard, and the long sword in his hand almost fell out.

Is this horse riding a sword fight? ?
This sword is stronger than the strength of a horizontal monk's stick!

Cong Buqi was extremely surprised.

Qin Cang obviously noticed the astonishment in Cong Buqi's eyes.

Although his swordsmanship is not strong, Dugu Nine Swords has just entered the entry level, but his physique has been strengthened several times, it is extremely powerful, far surpassing the same level of warriors.

Moreover, the internal force contained on the blade contains the unique shock force of the golden bell cover.

After a sword.

Qin Cang did not play the card according to common sense, but suddenly slapped it with his palm.

hold head high--

The palm wind surged violently, and the internal force gushed out from the palm, accompanied by the sound of a dragon chant.

Before the palm arrived, Cheng Buyou felt an extremely domineering palm.

In the blink of an eye, Cong Buqi, relying on years of combat experience, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, moved his footsteps slightly, and narrowly dodged this extremely fierce palm.

Qin Cang's left palm brushed against the robe on Cong Buqi's chest.

Although Cong Buqi dodged the palm, the forceful wind of the palm made his chest hurt. If he didn't have internal strength to protect his body, he might be injured.

The moment one blow missed, Qin Cang's next blow followed.

The light of the sword pierced through the sky.

Cong Buqi subconsciously swung his sword to block, and barely resisted, but the soreness in his palm was a little more.

However, in the next moment, a palm packed with surging internal force struck him again.

After fighting for only a moment, Cong Buqi fell into a disadvantage, constantly defending and dodging under the swift attack of Qin Cang's sword and palm.

The sword energy was surging, the palm wind was surging, and the sound of dragon chant could be heard from time to time.

This combination of sword and palm attacks was honed by Qin Cang and Linghu Chong during their sparring.

Not far away, there is a queue of disciples from Songshan Mountain.

Ding Mian, who was watching the battle, saw this scene with indescribable shock in his eyes.

Never thought that news turned out to be true!

"Eighteen Palms Subduing the Dragon! Sing out the dragon's chant!"

Ding Mian couldn't help but widen his eyes and opened his mouth to exclaim.

As the head of the famous Songshan Thirteen Taibao in the Yunzhou Jianghu, the Songshan School is second only to Zuo Lengchan, how could he not see that Qin Cang just used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Palm out the dragon chant!

This is the symbol of the small achievement of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon.

Qin Cang, a disciple of Mount Hua, actually received the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon from the leader of the Beggar Gang, Hong Qigong.

And has cultivated to Xiaocheng state.

"How is it possible? Why did the disciples of Huashan know the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which are unique skills of the Beggar Clan!"

Cheng Buyou stared dumbfounded at the two people in the battle, he never expected that the disciple of Huashan Qizong would subdue the dragon with eighteen palms.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which are famous all over the world, is a heaven-level martial art.

In the entire Yunzhou rivers and lakes, there is no sect that possesses heaven-level martial arts.

"Senior Brother Ding, do you know what's going on? Why do Huashan disciples learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

Feng Buping asked Ding Mian with a heavy expression.

Ding Mian narrowed his eyes slightly, staring straight at the two people in the battle without looking back:

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Huashan disciple Qin Cang has recently been taught by Hong Qigong, the leader of the beggar gang, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

"I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true."

After listening to Ding Mian's explanation, Feng Buping was still extremely puzzled, and said in disbelief: "How could Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggar Clan, teach his unique knowledge to a Huashan disciple."

Ding Mian shook his head: "I don't know either, but Senior Hong has always been free and easy, acting in an eclectic manner, which is not surprising."

"Maybe it's due to the other party's talent!"

Speaking of this, a strange color appeared in Ding Mian's eyes.

The information he got was very detailed, and it stated that Qin Cang, a disciple of Huashan, had been taught the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms by Hong Qigong within the past ten days.

Within ten days, cultivating a heaven-level martial art to a small level requires not only an incomparable fit with this heaven-level martial art, but also an incomparably monstrous comprehension aptitude.

Hong Qigong, a peerless master in the Great Celestial Phenomena Realm, imparted his unique knowledge to an unrelated person.

This must be the reason.

"Such a monstrous person, the Huashan faction may..."

Ding Mian secretly thought that something was wrong, he couldn't help looking at Yue Buqun and his party.

At this time, Yue Buqun was also not at peace.

Although he had already learned from his wife Ning Zhongze that Qin Cang had practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to the Xiaocheng level where he could sing dragons in his palms, he never thought that Qin Cang's combat power was so powerful.

He was able to hold down Cong and never give up.

You know, Cong Buqi is the same as him, he is also a disciple of the Huashan School, and he is also a powerful sword sect disciple.

Jianzong disciples major in kendo, and their swordsmanship is extremely superb, and they can generally crush martial artists of the same rank.

But even so, Qin Cang was able to suppress Jian Zong Cong Buqi to death.

This surprised Yue Buqun.

"Senior brother is so powerful, why wasn't he so powerful when he sparred with me before."

Yue Lingshan's delicate face showed reverence, her beautiful eyes stared straight at Qin Cang who was not far away, and she murmured.

"Aren't you very clever? Why can't you see that Cang'er is deliberately giving way to you?"

Ning Zhong smiled gently and joked to his daughter.

She was also extremely surprised by Qin Cang's performance at this time, and at the same time very pleased.

With such disciples in the Huashan School, why not be able to grow and develop.

And this disciple is about to become his son-in-law.

"I didn't expect Junior Brother Qin to have such astonishing strength. No wonder Senior Brother said that he is no match for Junior Brother Qin."

"Yeah, those who can suppress the older generation are not at the same level as us."

"Senior Brother Qin must be able to be favored by a peerless expert like Senior Hong and teach him magical skills, there must be something special about him."

"By the way, I remember Eldest Brother also said that Junior Brother Qin has Xiao Chengjing..."

"Shh, don't say it!"

"..."

A group of Huashan disciples were all excited, discussing the battle on the field in low voices.

However, the battle at this time has gradually undergone a slight change.

After all, Cong Buqi is a veteran of the rivers and lakes, with extremely rich experience in fighting.

After gradually adapting to Qin Cang's swift and violent attack combined with sword and palm, he began to counterattack Qin Cang with his superb swordsmanship.

call out--

The three-foot green peak pierced the sky, stirring up an extremely fierce wind, accompanied by a piercing hissing sound.

Cong Buqi moved his feet and leaned his body slightly, skillfully avoiding this shocking sword strike.

The moment he avoided the blade, he raised his sword and stabbed obliquely, attacking Qin Cang at an extremely tricky angle.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, he has learned his lesson and will not face Qin Cang, who is terrifying in strength and implies shocking power.

Instead, he chose to avoid Qin Cang's attack first, and then counterattack with his superb swordsmanship.

"So what if you have a peerless magic skill, it's useless if you don't know how to use it."

Seeing this, Cheng Buyou's expression gradually eased, not as shocked and nervous as it was at the beginning.

Although Feng Buping looked solemn, he was also relieved in his heart.

The three of them from the Sword Sect came to compete for the head of Huashan this time, and if they lost the first battle, they would lose to a disciple of Huashan Qizong's younger generation.

Then they have almost no face to compete in the follow-up.

At this time, the situation on the court had gradually improved, and he could see that his junior brother Cong Buqi had fully adapted to the opponent's offensive, and countered it with his own superb swordsmanship.

The younger brother Cong Buqi has a peak internal strength cultivation of the fourth-rank realm, and he has rich combat experience and superb swordsmanship.

And that Huashan disciple only had internal strength cultivation at the early stage of the fifth rank, and even though he possessed peerless magic arts such as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, his combat experience was slightly insufficient.

If the current situation of the battle continues to develop, the final winner must be his junior brother Cong Buqi.

However, at this time.

An extremely unexpected scene happened to Feng Buping, Cheng Buyou, and Ding Mian and his disciples from Songshan Mountain.

A layer of pale golden light suddenly appeared around Qin Cang's body, forming a translucent golden bell in an instant.

clang--

The long sword in Cong Buqi's hand cut on the translucent golden bell, and there was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

And Qin Cang's palm was also printed on Cong Buqi's chest.

There was a muffled bang!
Cong Buqi flew up across the sky like a scarecrow, and after floating a few meters away, he fell heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Cong Buqi opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qin Cang's palm wasn't light, but it wasn't too heavy either. It could make Cong Buqi lose the strength to fight again in a short time.

"Junior Brother Cong!"

"Junior Brother Cong!"

Seeing this situation, both Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou were startled, and quickly stepped forward to check on Cong Buqi's injuries.

(End of this chapter)