Smiling proud dead lake

Since Wen Tianyu retreated for a year and practiced the Nine Suns Divine Art, although he only practiced three volumes, his martial art has reached the level of a master, and his zombie body is enough to fight against two masters at the same time without losing the wind.

Now that he has practiced the Nine Suns Divine Art, his body has also changed. He no longer needs to change his zombie body and human hands. On the contrary, his skin has become more delicate and fair, and the true energy in his body is continuously flowing. This is internal strength, and it feels really good. The zombie aura is also slightly suppressed, as long as you don't meet a Taoist priest who is successful in Taoism, you can't see his corpse aura at all.

After Wen Tianyu checked his body, he looked around. The leaves had already fallen, and the ground was covered with leaves. The breeze felt a little cool on his body. It should be autumn.

"I didn't expect that I have been in seclusion for a year. It's time to go back to the palace," Wen Tianyu said, using his internal strength to fly up, stepping on the grass and flying down the mountain as light as a swallow.

Five days later, on the top of Huashan Mountain, the autumn day gives people a kind of mature beauty. Taking a deep breath on the mountain, it seems that the breath of harvest is wafting. The autumn sun is not as hot as summer.

It is more warm and soft. The emerald green land is covered with heavy gold, the branches and leaves are intertwined, the mountain is full of red leaves, and the ground is full of yellow flowers. , It seems to be very soft, the cool wind blows the earth, the leaves fall one after another, and they rotate freely in the air, like an unfettered child, playing to their heart's content, and the colorful hillsides are more beautifully illuminated by the sun.

Looking up, layers of tulle-like clouds float in the sky, as if obsessed with the beautiful golden autumn. The scenery on the top of the mountain seems to open a big embrace, making people want to fall into it.

An old man in white clothes and white hair looked at the scenery on the top of the mountain in front of him, and admired; "It's been a long time since I came out to take a look," the old man turned his head to look at it again, and another man in white clothes and a white hat held his long hair behind his back. The sword is about three feet long, and because of the bamboo hat, people can't see his face clearly, giving people a sense of mystery.

The old man looked at him with a look of impatience, "You have been here for a day and a night, you forced me out just to waste your stamina with me, right? My old man can't compare to you young people."

The man in white held the sword on his back in his hand, raised his head and said, "Senior Feng, you are hidden from the world, and I have no other way to use this method to lure Senior Feng out. Please forgive me if you offend me." Don't be offended, senior."

"Humph" If you don't feel that you have a strong fighting spirit, if the old man is not curious, you won't be fooled.By the way, how do you know me? "The old man snorted coldly.

The white-clothed man said disapprovingly: "Senior Feng, I have heard about your deeds from the elders in the family, and guessed that you are on the top of Mount Hua, so please don't get angry. I just want to learn from the world-famous Senior Feng. Dugu Jiu Sword, please teach me the old man."

"I don't dare to teach you, from the aura you exude, your internal strength should not be weak," Feng Qingyang said.

The man in white held a sword flower and said; the junior was offended, and after speaking, he went straight to Feng Qingyang with a long sword in his hand. go.

Feng Qingyang looked at the sword coming towards him, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, this man's sword is so fast, his martial arts might not be inferior to that of a master.

Just as the man in white's sword approached ferociously, Feng Qing moved, "Using a broken sword style," the sword energy was like wind.

"Bang. Bang"

When the two swords intersected, the man in white felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then lost Feng Qingyang's figure. The next moment Feng Qingyang appeared, he was behind the man in white, and the sword in his hand aimed at the back of the man in white's head.

The man in white was shocked and said: "It's such a move to break the sword. Dugu Nine Swords really deserves its reputation." It's a pity that my swordsmanship is not great, so I don't need to compete with swords. If I lose a move, I lose. There is no need to compete, but My inner strength is peculiar, so how about fighting with the old master Feng?Senior Feng can still continue to use the sword.

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Haha, what an arrogant young man, he has the style of my past, hmph, do you look down on my old man, don't even use it, I want you to try what is a heart sword.

The man in white threw away the sword in his hand, raised his hands to use his internal energy secretly, and saw the surrounding wind and clouds, the man in white slashed at Feng Qingyang with his palm, Feng Qingyang dodged the palm, but was hit by the palm wind, Not hurt.

Feng Qingyang, with a horrified expression, did not expect this person's internal strength to be so high, but his moves were mediocre. "

The figures of the two people were fighting together on the top of the mountain with afterimages. It was impossible to tell who was who. After nearly a hundred moves, the man in white was injured by Feng Qingyang's sword energy. Feng Qingyang didn't hit too hard. hands, after all, two people are just fighting, not fighting for life and death.

Feng Qingyang looked at the injured man in white and said, "This old man is getting old and his physical strength is exhausted. If you don't need to use the box pressing method, I'm afraid you will die of exhaustion. Unlike you young people, the more you fight, the more courageous you become."

At this time, the man in white sat down, closed his eyes, practiced kung fu to heal his wounds, opened his eyes after a while, and said to Feng Qingyang: "Thank you, senior, for your mercy. Senior's swordsmanship is unparalleled, and this junior admires it."

"Hehe, young man, your internal strength is also unfathomable. It is rare in the world to have such a high internal strength at such a young age, but I found that your internal strength has a strangeness, which I have never seen in my life. I am just curious. I want to ask what kind of inner strength method it is, I know it is taboo in martial arts to ask others like this, so you don't have to answer me."

The man in white said, "Please forgive me, senior. Because I promised my master, I can't tell senior. Competing with senior also made me realize my own strength."

"Oh" Oh, what an interesting young man, what's your name? "Feng Qingyang asked.

"Junior, Gong Ziyu," said the man in white.