A washed-up martial arts master reborn 30 years ago

Chapter 494 Yangshan
"what?!"

The Huiyan Yuanyang Formation, which had been trained secretly for a long time and had great expectations, had no effect at all, and all of them died under Yang Qingyun's sword in an instant.

At this moment, Dushanlong's eyes widened in shock.

His eyes are full of disbelief!

At this moment, my heart fell into the endless abyss of darkness, and my whole body was cold to the bone!
The battle was over in an instant.

Yang Qingyun strolled around the courtyard, killing all these old bandits with his sword skills. There was a wisp of bright red blood on the blade of the long steel sword in his hand.

But his footsteps did not stop,

It's like the ground has shrunk under your feet,

between breaths,

One person came to Dushanlong!
He approached slowly,
without any words,
But the huge pressure was like an overwhelming mountain, crushing towards Dushan Long. The irresistible force seemed to crush him to pieces in the next moment!
Dushanlong stared at the approaching Yang Qingyun with wide eyes. At this moment, he felt as if he was facing the approaching God of Death. The huge sense of oppression almost made him suffocate!
The air seems to be frozen!
"Ah! Go to hell!!!"

at last,

Unable to withstand this terrifying pressure, a thread in Dushanlong's mind collapsed completely!
"Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest Knife!"

Under the huge pressure, Dushanlong put his life and death aside and used this unique move that he had condensed for a long time!
Roar!
In an instant, the long sword roared, and a roar of a tiger sounded in the plains. A long wind swept through the air, and the sword light filled with brutal death slashed straight towards Yang Qingyun!

"Huh? A breakthrough on the spot? That's interesting!"

"But unfortunately, the gap is too big."

this knife,

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is already considered good.

But from the perspective of Yang Qingyun, who had already reached an extremely advanced level in the path of swordsmanship, it was nothing more than that.

I didn't pay much attention to it,
The long sword in Yang Qingyun's palm drew out, and the light of the sword was like an elegant spring breeze, and there was a continuous drizzle.
The tip of the sword seemed to pass through the void and lightly collided with Dushan Dragon's roaring blade.

The confrontation between these two attacks,

One heavy and one light,
At first glance, anyone would think that Yang Qingyun's light and continuous sword light was defeated by Dushanlong's thick tiger roaring blade.
But the reality is exactly the opposite!

The moment when the blade of the sword collides,

The clearly light spring breeze sword moves seemed to have some indestructible power at this moment!
Not only did Dushanlong's sword light, which was like the roar of a tiger, fail to defeat Yang Qingyun's thin sword,
On the contrary, when the long sword was blown by the breeze, the power contained in it collapsed and dissipated instantly!
With a crisp ding,
I saw an explosion of vigor visible to the naked eye, and a strong wind blew up within a radius of several feet. The surrounding branches and leaves were blown loudly, and the fallen leaves on the ground were swept up, carrying smoke and dust towards them. Attack from all directions!
And almost at the same time,

Dushanlong only felt that there was an overwhelming terrifying power sweeping over the beheading sword,

Immediately, he felt as if Hong Zhongda Lu had hit him hard. The beheading sword he was holding tightly in his hand was loosened and bounced away by the terrible force. His whole person was knocked out by the bombardment!
Yang Qingyun had no intention of holding back.
The figure flashed,
The long sword flashed in an instant, the sword light condensed and turned into a bit of cold light, like spring thunder at dawn, passing across Dushanlong's neck in an instant.

scoff!

A huge one-eyed head soared into the sky,

At the same time, blood gushed out from the headless corpse, and it fell to the ground helplessly. Dushanlong, the robber who had occupied Tiger Mountain for many years and dominated the area, died here.

"The village leader is dead! Run!"

"Go away, don't block me!"

Following Dushanlong's death, the bandits who were originally surrounding him instantly fell into chaos.
Those old bandits who practiced the Huiyan Yuanyang Formation of the Embroidered Clothes Guards were originally the core direct descendants of Dushan Dragon.

As a result, the entire army was wiped out during the battle to surround and kill Yang Qingyun.

Now even their boss Dushan Long was beheaded with one sword.

The besieging bandits no longer had the suppression of their boss, and faced a terrifying martial arts master like Yang Qingyun. No one wanted to die, and the remaining bandits began to scramble to flee. "Mr. Yang, thank you for your help."

Shopkeeper Liao, who was not far away, heaved a sigh of relief. He patted his body, straightened his messy clothes, and with a look of relief on his face, he took a few steps forward and saluted Yang Qingyun with gratitude. typical:

"There is no way to repay your life-saving grace. If Young Master Yang needs anything in the future, please feel free to give me your orders!"

"There's no need to be polite, Shopkeeper Liao. Now that Yang has run into him, he just did it casually."

Yang Qingyun waved his hands with a dull expression.

The reason why he took action was just because he saw an acquaintance and did it easily, and at the same time, he had the reason to end his daughter's share of the swordsmanship.

I didn't want to get anything from him.

Speaking of which, the corpses of the Diancang sect in Linjiang City should have been discovered now, right?

Even if the officials in the city were stupid, they would be able to confirm his identity as the murderer.

So the wanted order should be arriving soon.

Under such public scrutiny, no one can guarantee that the news will not be leaked.

Yang Qingyun didn't want to cause trouble for himself.
So after chatting for a while, Yang Qingyun said goodbye to Shopkeeper Liao and said frankly that he was leaving.

This undoubtedly made Shopkeeper Liao very anxious.
He quickly tried to persuade him to stay,

Yandao walked with him for at least a part of the journey so that he could repay the favor of saving his life today.

But Yang Qingyun was not moved by it.

After killing the incoming Dian Cang disciples, the loot he harvested brought the money in his pocket back to the 10 tael mark.

He has no shortage of money, and power and connections have no meaning to him.

His goal is to continuously climb to a higher peak in martial arts, comprehend the Yin Yang Tai Chi, and obtain enough accumulated qualifications. After returning to the main world, he can integrate into his own path and rapidly improve his own strength in the master world.

So Yang Qingyun waved his hand, rejected Shopkeeper Liao's kindness, and turned around to leave.

But before he took a few steps, a girl's voice like a silver bell came from behind.

"and many more!"

"The sword technique that the young master used before was the Spring Breeze Sword from Shangshan Hongxing Martial Arts School?"

Not far away, Liao Yuling, who had recovered, couldn't help but asked.

She watched this battle from beginning to end.

The sword technique used by Yang Qingyun seemed familiar to her, and the sword moves seemed to be the Spring Wind Sword she used.

But how could the Spring Breeze Sword be so clever and powerful?
The agility and charm seemed to come alive. The spring breeze was almost completely different from my own Spring Breeze Sword!
The sword moves in some places are also different.

This made Liao Yuling extremely confused.

perhaps,

Which of Master Wu's uncles is this direct descendant of?
But soon,
Yang Qingyun shook his head and denied her conjecture.

"Yang doesn't know the name of that set of swordsmanship, because he got it from Miss Liao a few days ago. It seems that Yang secretly learned this martial art. Please don't take offense to Miss Liao."

(End of this chapter)