The heavens started from the Sun Moon God Religion

Chapter 77 Mu Xuanming

Mu Xuanming!
A simple name shocked Feng Qingyang, Yue Buqun and the others.

In recent decades, the Huashan School has inherited the name of its disciples as 'Xuanqing Buling', Feng Qingyang is a disciple of the 'Qing' generation, and Yue Buqun is a disciple of the 'Bu' generation.

Mu Xuanming is a disciple of the 'Xuan' generation, and an elder of the Huashan School Sword Sect!
Yue Buqun's memory traced back to that night ten years ago, Mu Xuanming, the elder of the Jianzong lineage, looked at the corpses all over the mountain road with a sad expression, and fled staggeringly down with the remaining dozen or so people of the Jianzong lineage. Huashan.

"In the future, the lineage of the Sword Sect will definitely kill Mount Hua, wash the lineage of the Qi Sect with blood, and revive the orthodoxy of the Sword Sect!" Before leaving, the poisonous oath made by Mu Xuanming still lingers in Yue Buqun's ears.

Hearing this name again now, Yue Buqun could not help but feel chills all over his body.

"Mu... Grand Master Mu!"

"You turned to the Demon Cult?"

Lu Jiu smiled: "What is righteous? What is evil?"

"Yue Buqun, it's not your turn to speak out about the good and the evil in this world!"

As he said that, Lu Jiu wiped the long sword in his hand, and his figure suddenly rose several feet, and he stepped like flying in the air. He swung the long sword in his hand again and again, spreading out a series of sword auras, which criss-crossed like a huge sword Net, cover the wind and clear it!

The second form of the Chaoyang swordsmanship, the heaven and earth net!

boom!
Feng Qingyang forcibly retracted his mind, the long sword shook, and sword shadows appeared, the light of the sword flew like a meteor, and the energy was concentrated on the tip of the sword, swallowing sharp energy.

chi chi...

The sword energy shattered, breaking the sword net in an instant.

The war started again, Linghu Chong was already dizzy from seeing it.

Lu Jiu and Feng Qingyang moved extremely fast, with sword qi criss-crossing, supplemented by aura and momentum confrontation, which dazzled Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun and others who were watching the battle.

"Swordsmanship in the world is so exquisite and incomparable?" Linghu Chong exclaimed.

"Whether it is Uncle Feng's Dugu Nine Swords or Lu Jiu's... Chaoyang swordsmanship is the best swordsmanship in the world. With Chong'er, your martial arts practice and realm are not enough to surpass these two swordsmanship mysterious.

But today's battle will benefit you a lot.After this battle, if... if Uncle Feng is okay, Chong Erni will move to Siguoya to live and practice kung fu! "Yue Buqun said coldly.

"what?"

Linghu Chong's face turned bitter, thinking that there was nothing on the cliff, not to mention the good wine that could soothe a thousand worries.

"Ah what?"

Yue Buqun glared at him: "If there is no Uncle Feng today, you and I will die in Zhengqi Hall!"

"Then Lu Jiu was already a top-notch master at the age of 20, and even broke through to the top level at the age of 23! As a teacher, I don't expect you to be like Lu Jiu.

But with your talent in martial arts, if you are willing to work hard, you will not be able to surpass your cultivation level today! "

chi chi...

In the arena, sword qi crisscrossed, and the sound of qi explosions was endless.

boom!
The two figures were separated at the touch of each other, Lu Jiu staggered back a few steps, looked down, and saw that the front of his chest had been cut by a sword, if he had retreated a little too late, he might have ended up ripping open his stomach.

Lu Jiu and Xuanming Sect have been dormant in Shu for ten years. During these ten years, Lu Jiu spent most of his time practicing, not only the Xuanming Scriptures, but also several powerful exercises. Among them are several sword techniques of the Huashan School.

He has been practicing swordsmanship for several years, and he thinks he has quite the essence of swordsmanship, but now that he has fought against Feng Qingyang, he knows that his comprehension and understanding of swordsmanship may not even be half that of Feng Qingyang's. .

In fact, after traveling through the world of Xiaoao for so many years, Lu Jiu can already be sure that his aptitude for martial arts is absolutely against the sky. He can learn seven or eight points of ordinary exercises just by watching them once.

Even the Chaoyang swordsmanship, which is as exquisite as the Chaoyang swordsmanship, can be cultivated to perfection in only one or two years in his hands. It is precisely because of this that he dared to show it off in front of Feng Qingyang, the Huashan swordsman. own swordsmanship.

It's a pity, looking at it now, there is still a big gap between him and Feng Qingyang when it comes to sword skills alone.

Fortunately, it is not his swordsmanship that Lu Jiu dominates in the Jianghu!

"Come again!"

Lu Jiu didn't talk nonsense, he discarded the long sword casually, and the Xuanming Qi in his body circulated to the extreme, gusts of icy cold air surged out, forcing Yue Buqun, Linghu Chong and Ning Zhongze who were watching the battle couldn't bear the cold and died Back again and again.

Feng Qingyang fluttered his beard and hair, and suddenly laughed loudly: "That's right! Master Lu's Chaoyang swordsmanship is exquisite, but in my eyes, it's like a child juggling. What I really want to see is that Master Lu is famous all over the world. Mysterious True Kung Fu!"

Lu Jiu sneered: "As you wish!"

boom!
The next moment, Lu Jiu's figure suddenly moved, almost like a teleportation, and in an instant he came to less than a foot away from Feng Qingyang, opened his palms wide and closed, rampantly, and slapped Feng Qingyang fiercely.

"Good internal strength!"

"Good palm!"

Feng Qingyang praised twice, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all. The long sword trembled, and sword lights were drawn in midair. The sword lights were as fast as thunder and lightning. The place where the two palms count.

Sword Qi and palm strength roared, then shattered like a bubble, and disappeared into the void in the blink of an eye.

"Dugu Nine Swords Broken Palm Style!"

Lu Jiu's eyes tightened, and she recognized Feng Qingyang's sword move in an instant.

In his opinion, in terms of mystery alone, Dugu Nine Swords may be even better than Wudang Taiji Sword.

Of course, this may have something to do with the person who used the sword technique, after all there is a big gap between Wudang Taoist Chongxu and Feng Qingyang's cultivation.

laugh!
After breaking Lu Jiu's palm strength, Feng Qingyang's sword's posture changed, and the defensive posture immediately turned into an offensive. Like light and shadow, changing angles one after another in mid-air, making Lu Jiu elusive.

The swift sword was like a star, stabbing three feet in front of Lu Jiu suddenly.

Lu Jiu was not in a hurry, his body suddenly turned, and he drifted a few steps horizontally. At the same time, the two fingers in the middle of the food were parallel to each other like swords, and the phantom Yin finger, under the blessing of Xuanming Zhenqi, exuded endless sharpness and aura. The cold breath shot towards the blade of the long sword in Feng Qingyang's hand.

With a dignified expression, Feng Qingyang used the sword as a stick with his backhand, and swept out.

Ding!
When the fingers collided with the blade, the long sword buzzed and trembled.

Feng Qingyang's true energy was circulating in his body, and the cold light on the blade was brilliant, and he instantly dispelled the invading Xuanming true energy.

"Senior Feng's swordsmanship is extraordinary, I didn't expect his inner strength to be so profound!"

Lu Jiu couldn't help being amazed, since the completion of his Xuanming Mantra, there has never been a person who can get rid of weapons or Xuanming Zhenqi intruding in his body so quickly.

At the very least, Baiban Fiend and Wudang Baishi, who are both at the top level, are far inferior.

"Humph!"

Feng Qingyang let out a cold snort, and the sword momentum rose again, and the endless sword light suddenly rose up. Accompanied by the turbulent true energy like waves, a wave of panic sword momentum suddenly spread from the field.

"This……"

"Nurture my sword technique!"

As the head of the Huashan School, how could Yue Buqun fail to recognize the sword technique that Feng Qingyang was using at this moment, the last move of the Huashan Yangwu Sword Technique, which is magnificent in the world!

In fact, it was this Yangwu sword technique that Yue Buqun focused on practicing.

It's just that the same sword technique in Feng Qingyang's hands is completely different from Yue Buqun's.

An awe-inspiring righteousness permeated the audience, and the endless power and sword power mixed together, which made people unconsciously produce an inexplicable sense of surrender.

laugh……

The sword energy poured out, like a flood breaking a bank, and a river pouring backwards, rushing towards Lu Jiu with endless momentum.

Lu Jiu naturally knew how powerful this move was, but he didn't move like a mountain, instead he swung out with a palm.

Frozen palm!

Wei Yixiao, one of the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Ming Sect in the past, has become famous for his unique skills.

Although Bing Mian Palm took a cold and gentle path, with Lu Jiu's cultivation level, he had already practiced Bing Mian Palm to the level of Dacheng.

This palm technique has been cultivated to the highest depth, not only the moves are infinitely varied, but its power is not weaker than most of the fierce kung fu in the world.

boom!
This is the most intense energy collision so far.

Strong energy splashed out, like shells hitting all directions.

bang bang bang...

Potholes were shot out on the ground, and a series of air explosions sounded one after another, sending up smoke and dust all over the sky.

(End of this chapter)