Zongwu: Longevity starts from marrying a wife down the mountain

Chapter 79 The Xuannv Sword Art Shows Its Power!

"Acceptance!"

Qin Cang held the sword behind his back, clasped his fists and said calmly.

After just a short moment of fighting, he knew he could win.

In fact, he has the ability to end the battle in a short period of time, using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Golden Bell Cover to catch the opponent by surprise.

Part of the reason for fighting for a long time is to hone their actual combat capabilities.

The other part is to give old man Feng Qingyang a little face.

The previous generation of Jianzong disciples were instantly killed by the later generation of Qizong disciples, which is indeed a bit unstoppable.

Jianghu is not only about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships.

The face that should be given still has to be given.

"Cough... There is nothing to promise or not, it's because my skills are not as good as others."

With the support of Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou, Cong Buqi got up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a wave of his sleeve, and looked at Qin Cang with extremely complicated eyes.

From the moment they fought, he felt the extraordinaryness of this disciple of Huashan Qizong's younger generation in front of him.

He has a strong physique, astonishing brawn strength, and pure internal energy. Although his swordsmanship is a bit immature, his moves are clear and strange, revealing a little extraordinary, and there is a shocking force when he strikes the sword.

Immediately afterwards, he exhibited the extremely powerful Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and uttered dragon chant, impressively reaching the realm of Xiaocheng.

Finally, there is the golden bell cover, Xiaochengjing golden bell cover.

All of the above are not what the younger generation of Huashan Qizong disciples should have.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Feng, Senior Brother Cheng, I lost!"

Cong Buqi smiled miserably, blaming himself very much.

"It's okay, it's not ashamed to lose to Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Golden Bell Shade."

"Yes, Senior Brother Feng is right."

Seeing that Cong Buqi's injuries were not serious and his life was not in danger, Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou's expressions softened slightly.

In the battle of sword qi back then, there were countless casualties, and the battle was extremely tragic. Compared with Cong Buqi's injuries at this time, it is obviously nothing.

The two of them could also see that Qin Cang was merciful and didn't use all his strength in the last palm.

After the battle, Qin Cang returned to Yue Buqun and the others under the attention of everyone at the scene.

"Master, teacher's wife, the disciple is fortunate not to disgrace his life!"

Qin Cang cupped his hands with a smile on his face, and said like this.

"Cang'er, your performance just now was very good."

Yue Buqun nodded slightly, his expression was calm, but his heart was extremely happy.

He was extremely satisfied with Qin Cang's proper performance.

Moreover, he felt that he still underestimated Qin Cang's monstrous potential.

"Cang'er, I didn't expect your strength to improve so quickly, which makes my wife a little unbelievable."

Ning Zhong smiled gently and praised softly.

Yue Lingshan didn't speak, but stared at Qin Cang with a pair of beautiful eyes, and reverence appeared on her delicate face, as if she was a fan girl.

This is especially true for Mu Qiang, a woman of the rivers and lakes. Seeing her sweetheart perform so amazingly in front of everyone, she was extremely happy.

"Junior brother Qin, you really opened my eyes today. No wonder the senior brother said that he is not your opponent. I am convinced."

"Tsk tsk, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the heavenly rank martial art, golden bell cover of the earth rank martial arts, mastering the two unique mastery at the same time, the future is bound to be boundless!"

"Be confident, Junior Brother Qin has a bright future, and he will definitely be famous all over the world in the future."

"..."

A group of Huashan disciples beside him also expressed their admiration, and the smiles on their faces became more and more intense.

They are also honored that such an outstanding person appeared in Huashan School.

Compared with the excited look on the Huashan side, the Songshan group looked a little dignified.

They all knew very well that their head, Zuo Lengchan, had always regarded the Huashan School as a threat.

Threatening the current Songshan School's position as the head of the Five Sacred Mountains.

Now that Huashan has such a monstrous disciple, the threat has increased even more.

"If you don't get rid of this child, it will become a serious problem for Songshan Mountain in the future..."

Ding Mian's eyes flickered, and many thoughts appeared in his heart.

With the terrifying potential that Qin Cang is showing now, as long as he doesn't fall halfway, he will definitely become a giant in the rivers and lakes in the future.

The threat to the Songshan faction is great.

However, it is not easy to get rid of Qin Cang.

Regardless of Qin Cang's strength, it's just the relationship between him and Hong Qigong, the leader of the beggar gang.

It made him and even the entire Songshan faction fearful, not daring to take action easily.

You must know that the Beggar Gang can be said to be the most widely distributed Jianghu force in the world, and the news is extremely well-informed.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, not to mention that there are many strange people who are good at calculation in the world.

"Junior Brother Feng, Junior Brother Cheng, you two have to compete!"

Yue Buqun stood with his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his face, he spoke to Feng Buping and the others.

"Of course there is a competition. The three of us Jianzong only lost one game."

Cheng Buyou fixed his eyes and blurted out.

The tone and attitude are still tough, but compared with the previous one, they are slightly less confident.

Losing the first match, and even losing to a disciple of the younger generation of Huashan Qizong, this is extremely embarrassing and damages morale.

But it's all come, they can't just give up so easily.

Several decades of painstaking practice and swordsmanship practice are precisely for the purpose of regaining the position of head of Huashan and revitalizing the reputation of Huashan sword sect.

Now that they finally got the strong support of Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains Alliance, they obviously didn't want to miss this opportunity.

As long as you don't completely lose, you have to persevere no matter what.

"Okay, then continue the competition, I want you to lose!"

Yue Buqun nodded, and spoke righteously.

"Yue Buqun, winning or losing is uncertain, don't be too happy."

Cheng Buyou frowned, his face a bit ugly.

After a pause, he continued: "Your disciple has been taught by senior Hong to subdue the dragon's eighteen palms, and he has also practiced Shaolin's unique golden bell shield. These are all martial arts outside Huashan."

"I don't believe that the two of you can practice and even master such a unique skill."

Immediately, he shifted his gaze to Ning Zhongze who was beside Yue Buqun: "I don't want to talk nonsense, just let me learn some of Ning Xia's clever moves."

Before they came to Huashan, they had already planned the target of this sword qi battle.

Feng Buping, who is the most powerful, deals with Yue Buqun, and the weaker one, deals with Ning Zhongze.

"I am as you wish!"

Ning Zhong spoke, his tone was slightly cold and full of fighting spirit.

She has been practicing Xuannv Sword Art for some time, and she also wants to test the actual combat effectiveness of this sect's ground-level sword art.

The voice fell.

I saw Ning Zhongze pointing his toes, his body suddenly rose into the air, his posture was agile and elegant, and he flew more than ten feet in the air in the blink of an eye, and landed on the open space where Qin Cang and Cheng Buyou had fought before.

Qin Cang was a little surprised to see his teacher Ning Zhong showing such a decisive and valiant side, and couldn't help but look sideways at his little junior sister Yue Lingshan who was holding his arm affectionately.

From being gentle and graceful as a little bird to clinging to others, to being heroic and full of fighting spirit, the same is true for little junior sister Yue Lingshan.

What a family legacy!
Ning Zhong, the teacher's wife, has the standard militant demeanor of a heroine in the rivers and lakes, and the younger junior sister Yue Lingshan has fully passed on her mother's true teachings.

"Good come!"

Cheng Buyou looked slightly cold, and after a loud shout, he drew out his sword and attacked Ningzhong.

clang--

In an instant, the two fought against each other.

The sound of gold and iron colliding continued to sound, and the sword energy was surging.

The long swords in the hands of the two drew countless afterimages in the air, shining silver, and the sharp blades were cold.

"This is not Huashan swordsmanship!"

"Where did you learn such exquisite sword skills?"

After fighting for only a moment, a look of astonishment appeared in Cheng Buyou's eyes.

As a disciple of the Huashan Sword Sect, he is very familiar with all the sword techniques in the Huashan School.

The sword technique that Ning Zhongze used at this time was obviously not the Huashan sword technique.

The moves are extremely exquisite, with strangeness in cleverness, cleverness in strangeness, and incomparably mysterious.

Even though he majored in kendo, and his swordsmanship is particularly superb, it is still difficult to parry this set of swordsmanship at this time.

"You can't control it!"

Ning Zhongze's mouth curled up into a faint smile, while speaking, his moves changed dexterously, and the long sword in his hand kept attacking the opponent.

Clothes fluttered, sword lights flickered, and his figure was ethereal and agile, revealing an extraordinary aura.

Under Ning Zhongze's mysterious sword move, Cheng Buyou struggled to resist, and danger appeared everywhere, and the color of fear gradually appeared in his eyes.

see this scene.

Feng Buping and Cong Buqi both froze in place, their faces full of disbelief.

When will the Huashan School develop such a mysterious sword technique?

They have all been studying swordsmanship for decades, how can they fail to see such amazing sword moves, this set of swordsmanship is at least the peak of Xuan-level martial arts, and most likely it is earth-level martial arts.

In addition to the subterranean martial arts of the Zixia Divine Art, the Huashan School also has a sub-level swordsmanship!
"Senior Brother Ding, this should be an earth-level swordsmanship. Do you know why Huashan possesses this set of swordsmanship?"

Feng Buping looked heavy, and asked Ding Mian beside him, hoping to get some information about this set of sword techniques from the other party.

"I am not sure as well."

Ding Mian's eyes were slightly focused, closely watching the battle on the field.

Seeing Ning Zhongze's exquisite sword moves, he was also shocked.

He knew that Yue Buqun had obtained the Evil Resisting Sword Manual a few days ago, and he also knew the general moves in the Evil Resisting Sword Manual.

What Ning Zhong displayed at this time was obviously not a move in the evil sword manual.

The Huashan faction got another earth-level swordsmanship! ?

Zixia's magical skills, the evil sword manual, plus the earth-level swordsmanship that Ning Zhongze used at this time, plus Qin Cang's eighteen dragon-subduing palms and the golden bell cover.

At this time, the Huashan School actually had four Earth-level martial arts and one Heaven-level martial art.

This is simply outrageous!

You know, his Songshan sect only has one school of martial arts.

Some of the other three sects in the Wuyue Sword Sect only have one class of martial arts, and some don't even have a class of martial arts.

Thinking of this, Ding Mian immediately raised the threat level of Huashan Party's own sect to another level.

"No, I must inform Brother Zuo about the situation of Huashan Sect as soon as possible."

Ding Mian thought to himself.

If the Huashan faction is allowed to develop steadily, perhaps within a year, or even half a year, the Songshan faction's position as the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains will definitely be lost.

"How can this Huashan School have so many unique skills!"

Ding Mian frowned, closely observing Ning Zhongze's exquisite sword moves.

Perhaps in the near future, he will fight opponents who use this set of sword techniques.

The battle was long.

At this time, the battle between Ningzhong and Cheng Buyou is gradually coming to an end.

Ning Zhong's figure was ethereal and nimble, and the long sword in his hand shone coldly, like an extremely swift silver snake, attacking Cheng Buyou from various ingenious angles.

Cheng Buyou was in an embarrassing figure, tired of parrying, there were several sharp cuts on his robe, and the surroundings of several cuts were already soaked in red blood.

Anyone with a little combat experience can see that Cheng Buyou is not far from defeat.

"Good swordsmanship, extremely mysterious!"

Yue Buqun's eyes brightened slightly, seeing the beauty, he couldn't help admiring in his heart.

Although he has seen his wife Ning Zhongze and his daughter Yue Lingshan perform Xuannv Sword Art a few times, they are all just exercises.

This actual battle fully revealed the characteristics of Xuannv Sword Art, which made him deeply feel the mystery and extraordinaryness of this set of sword techniques.

It is worthy of being an earth-level martial art, far superior to many sword formulas in Huashan.

But it is a pity that the Xuannv Sword Art is only suitable for women to practice, whether it is the moves or the way of internal force operation.

He tried to practice once, but he felt very awkward, and the internal energy was not running smoothly.

If it is forced to practice, I am afraid that not only will it not be able to improve its strength, but it will damage the meridians instead.

At this moment, Yue Buqun watched his wife Ning Zhongze stretch out the mysterious sword style, and the sword moves and formulas of the evil sword manual appeared in his mind involuntarily.

The evil sword manual is also an earth-level martial art, and the sword moves are particularly exquisite.

And it can be done fast...

"Admit defeat, I, Jianzong, admit defeat in this contest!"

Feng Buping's expression was gloomy, seeing that the situation was becoming more and more critical, and he even made a desperate move, he gritted his teeth, and then shouted loudly.

The thick voice echoed over the Huashan School gate, and there was a little helplessness in the voice.

Hearing this, Ning Zhong immediately stopped his attack, tiptoed, and stepped back a few feet.

"Senior Brother Feng, why did you admit defeat? I haven't lost yet!!"

Cheng Buyou yelled angrily, the veins in his palms bulged, he clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, and he looked at Feng Buping with a look of unwillingness in his eyes.

"It's true that you didn't lose, but you can't win. It's meaningless to continue fighting. It will only increase your injuries."

Feng Buping spoke in a muffled voice with an extremely helpless expression.

I thought they had devoted themselves to cultivating for decades, and their strength had reached a very considerable level, and they also had the great help of Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains.

It is not difficult to regain the position of head of Huashan from Yue Buqun.

But I never wanted to encounter setbacks one after another.

First, a descendant of Huashan Qizong used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Golden Bell Jar to defeat his junior brother Cong Buqi.

And Hou Ningzhong displayed an incomparably mysterious ground-level swordsmanship, which made his junior brother Cheng Buyou tired of parrying, and even had the intention of fighting with his life after losing.

Now there are only a few of them left in the Huashan Sword Sect, and the relationship between brothers and sisters who have been together day and night for decades, he doesn't want to be successful without worrying about accidents.

Therefore, he could only take the initiative to admit defeat and stop the contest.

Cheng Buyou shouted unwillingly: "What you said doesn't count, I didn't lose!"

Immediately, he turned his gaze to Ning Zhongze: "Let's continue to fight again!"

"Aren't you listening to my orders?"

Feng Buping's expression darkened, and he said in a solemn voice: "Even if you fight again, it will be difficult for you to win. You think I can't see that you want to fight with your life."

Cong Buqi suppressed his physical discomfort, and comforted him aloud: "Cough...Senior Brother Cheng, you should listen to Brother Feng, forget it!"

Cheng Buyou's face was full of unwillingness, and the arm holding the sword was trembling slightly.

After hesitating for a while, he stiffly put the long sword in his hand into the scabbard, and gave up the idea of ​​fighting again.

"Yue Buqun, I admit that our Sword Sect lost today's sword qi battle."

Feng Buping looked at Yue Buqun, and said in a deep voice, "But before I leave, I want to have a fight with you, to learn about your Zixia magic."

"How dare you accept the move!"

There are three people in Jianzong, and they have already lost two games in a row. He really has no face to continue fighting for the head of Huashan.

But he didn't want to leave Huashan so easily.

The results of decades of painstaking cultivation should always be revealed.

He felt unwilling not to compete with Yue Buqun.

"Why don't you dare!"

Yue Buqun said lightly.

(End of this chapter)