The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 34: The Three Great Swords of Xuanmen: Kunlun Flying Dragon Nine Styles (4100 words long chapter)
By waving the sword in the air, the sword energy can rush out five or six meters away and kill people. This is just like the Six Meridians Divine Sword!

No, it may be even sharper and more domineering than Six Meridians Divine Sword!
But in Fang Xun's eyes, this sharp sword energy was full of flaws.

No less than a hundred ways to break the move suddenly emerged in his mind, and each of them could easily break the sword energy with just a casual strike.

With a clang, the matte black sword was unsheathed again, and Fang Xun chose to stab forward with the sword.

This stab was ordinary, without any subtle changes. It was just the most common straight stab that even a three-year-old child could do.

But the next moment, the matte black sword just hit the weakest point of the black sword light.

Ding---

After a crisp sound, the sword energy exploded in an instant, and the strong wind left sword marks on the nearby tables and chairs and five corpses. The densely packed bleeding holes looked like a bloody honeycomb.

Zhang Wancheng and Duan Xi looked confused, not knowing what had happened. They only saw Fang Xun break Du Feng's terrifying sword energy with a casual stab.

Du Feng in the distance frowned. He felt that this sword was very strange, as if his own sword energy deliberately exposed its weakness and collided with Fang Xun's stab.

But soon he relaxed his frown and slowly stood up, looking at Fang Xun like a child seeing a new toy, and finally showed a hint of interest.

"What is the name of your sword?"

Fang Xun said sarcastically, "Isn't it ridiculous to give a sword a name that a three-year-old child can stab?"

Du Feng didn't take it seriously after being stabbed. He just smiled slightly and slowly pulled the Soul-Chasing Sword out of its scabbard.

"It's okay if you don't want to say it now. I will ask you slowly soon. I hope you can be as tough as your master and hold on a little longer so that I can have more fun!"

"Um?!"

Fang Xun's eyes became fierce when he heard that, and he turned to look at Zhang Wancheng and Duan Xi, which immediately made the two of them feel as if they had fallen into an icy cave, with the chill penetrating into their bones, and their eyes were filled with indescribable panic.

After taking a look at the two of them, he stared at Du Feng intently, as if he was ready to fight to the death if they had a disagreement.

"How is my master now?"

Du Feng smiled and said, "His Dantian is ruined. He is now being well treated by Yue Shan in the Tiger Hall. It looks like he can still hold on for more than a month."

When speaking, he deliberately emphasized the word "entertain", and the meaning was self-evident.

call--

Fang Xun heaved a long sigh of relief. Hearing that his master's martial arts skills had been abolished and he was being "treated" well by Yue Shan, a huge weight lifted from his heart.

It would be good if the person is not dead, but his martial arts are destroyed. There is still a chance to recover, but if the person is dead, then everything is really over.

"Thank you for telling me this news. I will make your death more painful in a moment!"

After saying this, Fang Xun said no more and suddenly rushed forward.

Zhang Wancheng and Duan Xi, who had been closely watching the situation on the field, only felt a flash before their eyes.

Fang Xun's figure disappeared like a ghost, and then appeared one meter away from Du Feng in an instant, stabbing with a sword.

This sword was crooked and out of order. Even a beginner in swordsmanship would have to compare his sword to Fang Xun's.

It looked soft and without any edge, but it made Du Feng's face change and his hair stood on end.

For some reason, he felt that although this sword seemed to be full of mistakes, if he didn't take it seriously, it could really take his life!

Du Feng no longer had any contempt in his heart. He flicked the sword lightly, and a sword chant sounded. In an instant, seventeen swords were swung out in succession, and black sword light burst out.

The pitch-black sword light brought with it a series of sharp breathing sounds, like a black dragon roaring and sneering out to sea.

Zhang Wancheng and Duan Xi, who could only watch the fight passively on the side, were shocked when they saw this.

"This is the Yuhang Liang family's "Seventeen-Way Dragon Out of the Sea Sword". How could it be used by Du Feng? Could it be that he was the one who killed 38 members of the Liang family a year ago?"

While the two were shocked, Fang Xun's expression remained calm, and the momentum of the sword in his hand suddenly changed.

The originally limp sword seemed to come alive, and three swords were slashed out in succession like a fairy pointing the way. Like three slender and sharp thorns, they accurately pierced into the three weakest points of the black dragon's tendons!
Ding - ding - ding -

There were three consecutive pleasant crisp sounds, and the black sword light immediately dissipated, and the chaotic sword energy swept around.

boom--

The tables and chairs beside the two men exploded immediately, and pieces of wood chips flew everywhere.

With a whoosh, a piece of debris flew past Duan Xi and left a bloody mark on his face.

Unable to move, their foreheads were covered with cold sweat, and they could only stare at the two people fighting in the field, waiting for the winner to be decided.

After Du Feng's Dragon Out of the Sea Sword was broken by Fang Xun's three swords, he felt a chill in his heart. He took a deep breath and leaped up, rising into the air like a trapped dragon ascending to the sky. Seeing this, Fang Xun also leaped up and followed closely.

The force of the sword in his hand suddenly changed, and he stabbed out seventeen times in a row, like a dragon emerging from the sea and rushing into the sky.

Du Feng's face changed drastically in an instant, and he roared wildly in his heart.

"Seventeen-stroke Dragon Out of the Sea Sword? This is impossible. I am the only one in the world who knows this sword technique!!!"

But soon, something even more shocking happened to him.

Suddenly, a loud dragon roar was heard, and the flood dragon seemed to have transformed into a real dragon in an instant, causing a huge uproar.

The Seventeen Dragons Out of the Sea Swords were extremely vicious and cruel when used by Du Feng, like a roaring poisonous dragon, one wave after another.

But in Fang Xun's hands, it seemed to be sublimated, like a Jiao turning into a real dragon and bringing up surging waves. He was able to respond to all changes with the unchanging one, break all laws with one force, and showed his fierceness and domineering power!
Not only Du Feng, but also Zhang Wancheng and Duan Xi who were forced to watch the game were terrified.

Fang Xun had only seen the Seventeen-stroke Flood Dragon Sea Sword once before, but he had already learned it and improved it to a higher level of power?!
With a bang, the two of them broke through the roof of the tea stall in an instant.

Du Feng was so frightened that the power of the sword in his hand changed again. He struck out thirty-three swords in succession, as if a silver moon was rising. The sword energy was scattered like moonlight, and he was looking down on the real dragon that was turning over the sea.

The crossing of sword lights made crisp sounds, like large and small pearls falling on a jade plate.

But the next moment, Fang Xun also slashed thirty-three swords horizontally and vertically, and also cut out a silver moon sword light.

"He actually knows the Caixia Sect's 'Thirty-three Styles of Mingyue Xijianlu', or did he learn it after watching me perform it just now? ! ! ! ! ! "

There was a gleam of disbelief in Du Feng's eyes, but before he could even breathe a sigh of surprise, he heard the cry of a golden crow in his ears.

It was as if the bright moon began to burn fiercely, and the sword energy suddenly turned golden, as dazzling as the scorching sun, with a three-legged golden crow inside that burned everything.

Ding ding ding ding——

The two sword lights intersected, but Du Feng's sword light quickly disappeared as if it had encountered a natural enemy, just like when the blazing sun rises into the sky, the bright moon will disappear into the sky.

Du Feng, who was greatly frightened, gritted his teeth. He continued to use the third sword technique to resist Fang Xun's fierce and domineering attack as if he didn't believe it.

boom--

Sword energy flew everywhere, and the roof of the tea stall, which had already been unable to bear the weight, was instantly shattered into pieces.

The sun was shining down from the sky, and the light hit Duan Xi and Zhang Wancheng. Whoosh——

A sword energy brushed past the side of Zhang Wancheng's face and directly cut off half of his ear. The severe pain made him sweat profusely.

whoosh-

Another sword energy hit Duan Xi's left shoulder, causing a flower of blood to bloom.

Just the aftermath of the fight was enough to frighten the two men to the point of being unable to move or speak, as they feared their lives might be taken away by the sudden sword energy at any time!
But compared to the severe pain in their bodies, the shock in their hearts was beyond words.

Fang Xun and Du Feng broke through the roof of the tea stall and exchanged more than ten moves in the air before falling to the ground and continuing to fight.

Zhang Wancheng and Duan Xi saw that Du Feng was using a series of sword techniques with different styles effortlessly, and he mastered each one to perfection.

In just a cup of tea, Du Feng performed twenty-five sets of sword techniques.

The "Seventeen-Way Dragon Out of the Sea Sword" of the Liang family of Yuhang in Jiangzhou, the "Thirty-three Moves of Washing the Sword with the Bright Moon" of the Caixia Sect in Liangzhou, the "Nineteen Swords of the Clear Wind" of the Qingsong Temple in Kangzhou, the "Suzaku Fiery Sword" of the Zhu family in Yongzhou, and the "Soul-Chasing Sword" of the Wujiantang.

Each of these twenty-five sets of sword techniques is exquisite and top-notch, and the true teachings obtained by some of the innate disciples among the thirty-six upper sects are no more than this.

It is not easy to master any of these sword techniques to perfection. Others would have to work hard for ten or twenty years to achieve that.

But what is shocking is that Du Feng is only 21 years old this year, and he has not only mastered these 25 superior sword techniques, but also practiced every one of them and mastered every one of them!

This kind of talent is truly terrifying!
But what shocked them even more was Fang Xun.

Every time Du Feng used a sword technique, Fang Xun would actually respond with the same sword technique.

The swordsmanship used by Du Feng was further sublimated in his hands on the basis of great success, just like a dragon turning into a real dragon and the moon turning into the blazing sun!
If they didn't know that the two were fighting for life and death, Zhang Wancheng and Duan Xi would have thought that this was a scene where the master Fang Xun was teaching the apprentice Du Feng swordsmanship!

The person involved, Du Feng, felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.

Obviously Fang Xun was only an acquired perfection, but during the fight, he could clearly feel that the other party's skills were not inferior to his own who was on the Dragon and Phoenix List!

But what frightened him even more was that the other party was like a devil.

No matter what kind of swordsmanship you use, you will get a set of swordsmanship that has been improved and sublimated with much greater power.

He couldn't understand it, but he was deeply shocked.

Fang Xun's eyes remained calm. No matter how swift, fierce, light or domineering Du Feng's sword moves were, he would always return the same sword moves.

Gradually, the two men fought for more than a quarter of an hour, and Du Feng fell into deep doubt about his life.

At this time, Fang Xun discovered that after Du Feng used twenty-five sword techniques, there was nothing new, so he decided not to procrastinate any more.

In an instant, a brilliant and dazzling golden sword light was slashed out, like the scorching sun in the sky!
Not only is it fast, but it is also extremely powerful!

The "Thirty-three Styles of Sword Washing by the Moon" once again created a big sun in Fang Xun's hands!
After seeing this, Du Feng's mentality completely collapsed and he never dared to fight with Fang Xun again.

His figure floated backwards like a ghost and he dodged the sword at the last moment.

But then he heard Fang Xun let out a long roar.

"I've seen you learn twenty-five sword techniques, so I'll give you one too!"

The next moment, Du Feng saw a piece of the sword tip!
At this time, Fang Xun's sword seemed to slow down.

But in Du Feng's eyes, this sword was like a flying dragon in the sky, pressing down inch by inch, opening and closing, and it was unstoppable.

It obviously looked very slow, but he could only stand still and watch, waiting for the flying dragon in the sky to stretch out its claws and take his life.

A terrifying mental warning came, and Du Feng's face turned grim. Since there is no way to avoid it, he will no longer retreat!
He chose to block!

All his true energy was poured into the Soul-Hunting Sword, and at this moment his aura even surpassed his own peak!

The black sword light exploded with a gust of howling wind, as if the devil from the underworld was chasing souls and demanding lives.

Impermanence chases the soul, and with one sword he strikes, he pursues the soul and takes the life!
He chose to resist with the "Soul-Chasing Sword" which he was most familiar with.

Facing the crisis of life and death, Du Feng tried his best to squeeze out and stimulate his potential. This move of Impermanence Soul Chasing was the strongest sword he had ever used in his life, as if it had sublimated him to a new realm.

Even if he were to challenge the sixty or seventy people ahead of him on the Hidden Dragon List now, he would have enough confidence to win!
The sword movements of the two men seemed slow but were actually fast. In just a split second, the two sword lights collided with each other, as if hundreds of moves had been exchanged in an instant.

At this time, Zhang Wancheng and Duan Xi were still unable to move ten feet away, their faces were pale without a trace of blood.

Although they were very far away from the battle circle, the cold sword energy seemed to have broken the limitations of space, and it came towards them, shocking them both, as if their hearts would be ripped out by the sword energy in the next moment.

They wanted to subconsciously close their eyes and escape but couldn't do it, and were forced to face the terrifying sword intent of Fang Xun and Du Feng.

Ding--

The two swords collided in an instant, and thousands of sword energies shot out in all directions, affecting the area within a dozen meters in radius.

Puff puff puff——

In an instant, the overflowing sword energy after the fierce collision tore out the hearts and bones, turning Zhang Wancheng and Duan Xi into two bloody men, killing them instantly.

Fang Xun and Du Feng's figures flashed past each other and then stopped.

With a crisp sound, the matte black sword in Fang Xun's hand broke into two pieces, and the base of his right hand holding the hilt was also cracked, and blood slowly dripped onto the ground.

But his expression remained calm. He looked at the broken sword in his hand, shook his head, and slowly turned around.

Du Feng looked normal, and the Soul-Chasing Sword in his hand still shone with a chilling light.

Fang Xun threw away the broken sword and sighed, "You still haven't mastered Wu Jian Tang's Soul-Chasing Sword."

Along with this sigh, Du Feng's face suddenly turned deep red, and his body exploded nine times in a row, with nine deadly and hideous blood flowers bursting all over his body.

The blood flowed freely, and soon he was turned into a bloody man.

Feeling the life force in his body rapidly draining away, Du Feng did not have a trace of fear in his eyes. He just asked, "What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Fang Xun replied calmly: "One of the three great swords of Xuanmen, Kunlun Flying Dragon Great Nine Styles."

Hearing this unfamiliar name, Du Feng began to recall, but after searching through all the memories in his mind, he could not find the source and suddenly became confused.

"Nine Styles of Flying Dragon", one of the three great swords of Xuanmen, is an exquisite and profound sword technique that, once it has appeared in the world, will never remain unknown.

But no matter how he recalled, he was sure that he had never heard of the Kunlun Flying Dragon Nine Styles and the Three Great Swords of Xuanmen.

Du Feng quickly put this behind him and a look of regret appeared on his face.

"What a great sword technique. It's a pity that I can't see the other two styles."

After saying his last words, his body fell to the ground with a bang.

Du Feng, the Soul-Chasing Sword Master who was ranked 97th on the Dragon and Phoenix List, was killed by Fang Xun with his powerful sword!
(End of this chapter)