The Sword of Smiling and Proud

Chapter 185 Feng Qingyang VS Dongfang Undefeated
Dongfang Bubai had never met Guan Yuan, but at this time he became very interested in Guan Yuan.

If nothing else, after Guan Yuan appeared, Yue Buqun, whose arm was injured, was obviously relieved. Even Linghu Chong, the successor of Dugu Nine Swords, had a hint of dependence in his eyes.

It seemed that the young man in front of him, with an unattractive appearance, was the most outstanding disciple of the Huashan Sect in the contemporary era.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little bit anxious about his skills. He was really looking forward to what kind of unique skills this guy had that could surpass the exquisite Dugu Nine Swords just now.

Just when the two of them made eye contact and had a tacit understanding and planned to test each other, an old voice came from the treetops on the edge of the cliff.

"Idiot, have you returned the essence of Dugu Nine Swords and Sword Control with Mind to me?"

The sound came as fast as it could from far to near.

When several people present turned around to look, a man in green robes was already standing on the boulder, looking at this place with a cold face. It was Feng Qingyang.

"Grand Master!" Several people from the Huashan Sect hurriedly greeted him, while Dongfang Bubai's eyes were filled with fire, and the orchid fingers on the hand holding the needle trembled slightly.

Feng Qingyang felt something in her heart today. She walked out of her seclusion and went out for some fresh air.I saw figures flying on the cliff, and my curiosity arose, so I came over to take a look.Unexpectedly, the Huashan Sect really encountered a powerful enemy.

"The enemy keeps speeding up, but you can't keep up? Can't keep up with your hands and feet, can't keep up with your eyes, can't keep up with your sword intent?" Feng Qingyang hates the fact that iron cannot become steel, and the indomitable sword intent of Dugu Nine Swords , in Linghu Chong's hands, was completely suppressed by Dongfang Bubai's weird speed.

He turned around and looked at Dongfang Bubai, who was wearing heavy makeup, and frowned, "Are you Dongfang Bubai, the Demon Sect's best master in the world?"

Feng Qingyang has been traveling around the world for many years, but he has never seen such a master with such weird behavior.

"Haha, even the senior Sword Demon who created the Dugu Nine Swords only called himself Dugu Qiubai. You are so shameless and dare to claim to be undefeated. I would like to test how much you weigh."

After saying that, he broke off a branch from the side, trimmed it a little, used it as a weapon, and prepared to fight Dongfang Bubai.

"You are indeed alive!" Dongfang Bubai was a little excited. He had heard about Feng Qingyang's reputation when he was young.Dongfang Bubai has been practicing the Sunflower Book for many years and feels that he is invincible in the world. If there is anyone who can compete with him, only the old man in front of him is qualified.

There was a sickly blush on his face, which was indescribably weird when paired with the makeup all over his face.

"Back then, you were rampant in the world, defeating all the heroes. Haha, Dugu Nine Swords has such a great reputation. If I can fight you today, I will definitely be able to take a step forward in my supreme path." Dongfang Bubai's speaking speed is getting faster and faster. Quickly, as the last few words blurted out, with a whoosh, he had already rushed within a foot in front of Feng Qingyang, with the embroidery needle in his hand pointing out.Even though the needle was as thin as an ox hair, a cold light burst out in a daze.

The branch in Feng Qingyang's hand was only two feet long, and he slowly stretched it out, pointing directly at Dongfang Bubai's eyebrows.

The movements of the two people were slow and quick, forming a sharp contrast.

But the strange thing is that Mingming Feng Qingyang's every move is not fast, it can even be said to be very slow. Every time it is just at the critical moment, Linghu Chong and others are watching with fear.But every move, every move, once it's in place, is Dongfang Bubai's biggest flaw, forcing him to change his moves.

Although Feng Qingyang only used branches, it could not cause any fatal injuries.But Dongfang Bubai knew that if he was tapped by him, he would lose the move, and he would naturally fail. There was no point in continuing to struggle.The two of them passed dozens of moves in the blink of an eye. Every time Dongfang Bubai moved, he was forced to change his moves and reorganize his attack. Feng Qingyang, on the other hand, did not move more than a foot away from where he was, moving around and then taking another move. Down all his attacks.

There were even a few moves, because Dongfang Bubai's attacks were too fast. Even before he had even started his move, the clear branches of the tree were already waiting at a certain position.When he used his move, he hit the biggest flaw in his body.It was as if the old man opposite could predict the future and had calculated his moves.

Although Dongfang Bubai suffered setbacks in his moves, his spirit became more and more exciting, and he was enjoying himself continuously during the fight.

"Good swordsmanship, good swordsmanship, it can be called a divine skill, a divine skill!" Dongfang Bubai, dressed in red, was flying up and down on the Siguo Cliff, erratic, and paired with his high-pitched voice, he could be called a ghost. .

Guan Yuan was also trying his best to analyze the situation on the court at this time. Unlike Linghu Chong, who looked excited and thought he had a chance to win, his face was a little solemn.

Feng Qingyang seems to have the upper hand in his moves, but there are also hidden dangers.

Dongfang Bubai is younger than Yue Buqun, and is in his prime for a warrior; while Feng Qingyang is already over 7 years old this year, and is already very old.

The two of them exchanged blows, and Feng Qingyang's every move and every move was just right, right on target, but even so, his face turned slightly pale.

Dongfang Bubai didn't just rely on speed to win. The sunflower energy attached to the little embroidery needle was also extremely strong and difficult to deal with.Every time the thin needles intersected with the branches, Feng Qingyang's other free hand would clenched slightly, obviously with some difficulty.

In the next few moves, Feng Qingyang would tend to dismantle them on the spot to take a breath.

But like this, as time goes by, the first person who cannot hold on will definitely be Feng Qingyang, who is old and weak.

Dongfang Bubai seemed to have noticed this. His movements became faster and faster, and he began to circle around Feng Qingyang, often attacking from the side, forcing Feng Qingyang to turn around.

Just when the sunflower energy in his body reached its peak, it seemed that the small embroidery needle was no longer enough to serve as an outlet for his majestic inner strength.I saw the Dongfang Cult Master dressed in red roaring loudly and saying, "Be careful!"

Then he abandoned the needle and used his palm. While waving his sleeves and robe, he struck Feng Qingyang with a palm.

This is not because he is not particular about it. Halfway through the competition of moves, he changed to a competition of internal strength.But in order to fight Feng Qingyang with all his strength, his Sunflower Book had to operate to the extreme. Under the inertia, if he did not release the infuriating energy in his chest, even his own meridians would not be able to withstand it.

There is no highlight in this palm's technique, it's just that it's very powerful.Even Yue Buqun, Linghu Chong and others who were watching the battle could feel a gust of wind blowing towards their faces.One can imagine what kind of turbulent waves Feng Qingyang faced in the center of the storm.

Feng Qingyang looked at the overwhelming tension and knew that he couldn't take it on.He was originally a disciple of the Sword Sect, and he had been studying swordsmanship for the past few decades. Although after living in seclusion, he would practice internal skills when he had nothing to do, but after all, he did not have the Zixia Divine Art and other top skills in his hands, so he still practiced the Sword Sect. Disciples generally practice Bao Yuan Jin.

He wanted to turn around to avoid the blow, but when he really wanted to lift his feet, he felt a pain in his chest and abdomen like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.It turned out that he had just followed Dongfang Bubai's dozens of moves, and was shocked to the core by the strong Sunflower Qi.

(End of this chapter)