Laughing proudly, I'm crazy for the leader

() There are many warriors who live in seclusion in Xiaoaozhong, and the exact number cannot be investigated.

Among the many warriors living in seclusion, there are very few people who can beat the current Dongfang Sheng, and there is only one person who can completely defeat Dongfang Sheng, and he is Feng Qingyang.

In the confrontation with the old man, Dongfang Sheng felt that the old man didn't use all his strength, but just like that, Dongfang Sheng felt like facing a big enemy, and he was very attentive.

Living in seclusion in the back of Huashan Mountain, his strength is much higher than that of Dongfang Sheng, so the identity of this person is very clear.

Feng Qingyang, he is Feng Qingyang!

The hard work in Huashan was finally not in vain, Feng Qingyang still let him find it.

Come!Feng Qingyang is very strong, but Dongfang Sheng doesn't know how strong he really is. Although his clothes are dirty, but this fight, Feng Qingyang may have seen through his identity, otherwise he would be everywhere in the fight with Dongfang Sheng. Forgive me, I didn't try my best.

That's okay, anyway, I've seen through everything, and the purpose of my search for Feng Qingyang is to find a master to practice against and increase my actual combat experience, so let's start tonight! <Bai Xue.

Yang Song Tianjun.

There are three stacks of Yangguan.

The six yangs are stacked together!

This Tianshan Liuyang Palm is a very powerful palm technique, it ranks among the top palms of Jin Yong, and it belongs to the Xiaoyao School. The martial arts moves of the Xiaoyao School are very chic and elegant, as if dancing, but this one The palm technique was in Dongfang Sheng's hands, but it felt that the power had dropped a lot, as if it was an ordinary mid-level palm technique.

As for the chic and elegant figure, which looks like dancing, it is already good that Dongfang Sheng can have three points.

On the contrary, Lingbo's micro-step walking is a bit like the style of leisurely martial arts.

This point has always made Dongfang Sheng very puzzled. Could it be that the secret book is wrong, or his own cultivation method is wrong. For these two reasons, Dongfang Sheng believes that it is the latter, but where is the mistake?

Dongfang Sheng doesn't understand, maybe other people will understand.

Feng Qingyang doesn't understand Tianshan Liuyang Palm, but there are many similarities in martial arts. As a long-established old master, he may be able to see some clues.

Therefore, in the process of sparring with Feng Qingyang, Dongfang Sheng, the six sun palms of Tianshan Mountain, used them one by one.

One time was not enough, Dongfang Sheng used it two or three times.

Feng Qingyang seemed to have discovered Dongfang Sheng's intentions. He didn't say anything, but rolled up his eight layers of skill, and slapped Dongfang Sheng with a strong palm. This scared Dongfang Sheng into a cold sweat, and he quickly backed away. After taking a few steps back, he hit the wall, and there was no way back.

"Fuck, you forced me to do this!"

Dongfang Sheng circulated the Nine Suns Divine Art to protect his body, then slightly bent his left leg, bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his palms, and pushed them outward with a whistling sound, meeting Feng Qingyang's palms.

The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon has regrets, this move is Dongfang Sheng's most powerful move at present.

Not seeking to injure the enemy, but only to destroy...

When Feng Qingyang approached with both palms, Dongfang Sheng saw a joke flash across his old face. At this moment, Dongfang Sheng understood everything. Feng Qingyang's move was to avenge Dongfang Sheng's assassination just now. What about him?

The two palms intersected, and there was a bang. Dongfang Sheng's internal force was no match for Feng Qingyang. In an instant, he was pushed back against the wall by the two met internal forces, and then flew backwards through the wall...

At the moment when the two palms met, Feng Qingyang also understood Dongfang Sheng's intention, and it was too late to withdraw his palms, so he could only watch Dongfang Sheng break through the hut and fly out, and then landed smoothly...

"Let's go!"

The room where Feng Qingyang slept was knocked out by Dongfang Sheng, and most of it was destroyed. He didn't dare to stay here any longer tonight, otherwise he would be confronted with real anger.

Feng Qingyang watched Dongfang Sheng escape into the pitch-black forest, and then looked at the ruined house in front of him. He stood where he was, plucking his beard. Not only did he not feel angry, but he felt relieved.

It was already late at night when Dongfang Sheng returned to Huashan Township, and the inn in Luojiao had already closed. He didn't bother the younger brother, but went straight back to his room. He hadn't had a good rest for two days. A short while after getting on the bed, he fell asleep soundly.

Early the next morning, Dongfang Sheng took the gifts he bought from Luoyang City and went to the back of Huashan Mountain again, and came to the hermitage where the wind was clear.

The first thing Dongfang Sheng saw was the thatched hut that was damaged last night, and Feng Qingyang had already rested it up at this moment, and then looked at Feng Qingyang, who was practicing martial arts leisurely in the small courtyard at the moment.

When he saw Dongfang Sheng, he changed his moves and suddenly attacked Dongfang Sheng.

This time Dongfang Sheng came to visit him seriously and apologized for what happened last night, but he would not fight him, so he dodged with Lingbo micro-steps.

This small step by Lingbo immediately aroused Feng Qingyang's curiosity, and regardless of Dongfang Sheng's still holding something, he attacked him one after another.

Feng Qingyang's moves were tight and the attack speed was very fast, Dongfang Sheng could only dodge back and forth, finally took advantage of a gap in Feng Qingyang's moves and quickly jumped out of the battle circle to express that he had no intention of fighting.

"Senior Feng's martial arts is excellent, and I sincerely worship you! Last night, it was the kid who was rude. This is a little bit of kindness from the kid, and I hope Senior Feng will accept it."

Dongfang Sheng respected Chen Ken to Feng Qing, and handed over the gift he brought.

"Mengding Ganlu, oh, it's still a treasure, it's a good thing." As soon as he opened the bag, and saw that it was a rare Mengding Ganlu tea, the old man Feng Qingyang immediately beamed with joy and praised Dongfang Sheng for being sensible.

It seems that this first gift has been completed.

Tea is really a good thing. Seeing that Mr. Feng can't wait to boil water and want to taste it, Dongfang Sheng is very sensible and fights on the side.

In his previous life, Dongfang Sheng knew a little about tea, but because the elders in his family liked it, he got a general understanding of it. The fragrance of tea, but not the flavor.

On the contrary, Mr. Feng was very intoxicated.

After drinking the tea, Dongfang Sheng presented the second gift—a wooden sword!

It is carefully carved from precious small-leaf red sandalwood, both in workmanship and material.

However, what is more important is that this wooden sword also contains a kind of sword intent.

Don't stagnate in things, vegetation, bamboo and stone can all be swords!

This is the sword intent of the sword demon Dugu Qiubai, and Feng Qingyang, as the indirect successor of Dugu Qiubai, has more or less touched this threshold.

If it was someone else, Dongfang Sheng gave him this wooden sword, such as Yue Buqun, maybe Yue Buqun would have accepted it as a gift. As for the sword intent, what kind of sword intent is there?

Feng Qingyang just glanced over the wooden sword, and when he looked at Dongfang Sheng, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Does he also know swords?

Feng Qingyang looked at Dongfang Sheng again. With Dongfang Sheng's age, I'm afraid this gift was just a coincidence, but in Feng Qingyang's heart, he hoped that it was the former and not the latter.

Dongfang Sheng only gave Feng Qingyang a faint smile.

Mr. Feng narrowed his eyes, and accepted this precious gift with great satisfaction and joy!