Armor: I became Li Xinnan

Chapter 220

After the dark and narrow corridor, the cave suddenly opened up, the ground was thickly covered with dust, and the surroundings were covered with cobwebs. There were bones and skeletons lying on the ground at intervals. Their clothes were already rotten, and there were all kinds of weapons everywhere.

Although it was as dark as night, Xinan could still see at a glance that there were countless patterns carved on the wall, more than an inch deep, vigorous and powerful.

But the lines are simple, and it can only be seen roughly that it is the appearance of a person performing martial arts moves, but it seems to be the Five Sacred Swordsmanship upon closer inspection.

What an astonishing memory Xinan had, he remembered it in his mind at a glance, and before he could figure it out carefully, he heard a crisp sound coming from outside.

Xin Nan stepped forward, and walked out of the aisle with a whistling sound. At the door, he saw Linghu Chong sitting on the ground in a daze, dripping with cold sweat, picked up the long sword from the ground, trembling, and dropped it from his hand.

"Ah!"

Xin Nan raised his eyebrows slightly, walked up to Linghu Chong, and swept his palm over him, Linghu Chong let out a long breath, stood up, looked at Xin Nan with cold sweat and asked.

"What kind of acupuncture technique are you doing!"

Since Xin Nan entered the cave, Linghu Chong used his internal force to attack the acupuncture points all over his body, and found that there was no trace of acupuncture.

But with a sudden exertion of strength, there was a sharp pain like tens of thousands of steel needles piercing his body, and he couldn't help but drop the long sword in his hand.

Xin Nan smiled dumbly, this is not a acupuncture technique, but with his own understanding of the human body, under a sweep, Linghu Chong's muscles, bones and tendons are in a mess, let his internal strength be ten times deeper, and use the technique of releasing acupuncture points To attack, it is impossible to succeed.

"you saw it?"

Linghu Chong took a long breath, swung the long sword in his hand, and asked solemnly.

"I saw it."

Xin Nan seemed to have noticed something, the corner of his mouth hooked up, and he smiled.

"Although Linghu Chong is not talented, he can't let his swordsmanship be spread to outsiders! Offended!"

Linghu Chong gritted his teeth. On the wall of the cave were engraved various broken methods of the Wuyue swordsmanship. Once spread, the consequences would be unimaginable. Therefore, knowing that he was not Xinan's opponent, he stabbed straight with the sword.

Clang!
Sen Han's sword light burst out, Linghu Chong's figure was looming, the silver light billowed, and he stabbed towards Xinan violently with the "Three Immortals' Chain Sword".

The chained sword of the Three Immortals is one of the unique skills of the Huashan School of Swordsmanship. It is a series of moves, and it is life-threatening.

"Brother Linghu, although your swordsmanship has improved greatly, you are not my opponent."

Xin Nan moved his footsteps lightly, avoiding Linghu Chong's long sword slashing, raised his arm, flicked his fingers, and with a clang, the powerful force directly swung Linghu Chong's long sword away, and said with a faint smile.

"Unless Linghu Chong dies here, you don't want to leave!"

Linghu Chong's sword failed, he gritted his teeth and charged forward again, the long sword whistled like starlight, covering Xinan's whole body.

"Out of control."

Xin Nan shook his head. When he stepped on the ground, the ground shook violently, splashing countless debris of earth and rocks, and his figure flew past Linghu Chong like a ghost in an instant. With a swing of his arm, he grabbed his long sword in his hand.

Dang!
Amidst the clanging of gold and iron, Linghu Chong screamed, and the long sword in his hand was snapped off by Xin Nan.

"Brother Linghu, although your Wuyue swordsmanship is not bad, you don't put it in my eyes. I have other important matters here. If you still keep pestering me, I won't hold back!"

Xin Nan casually threw the broken long sword into the wall, stopped glancing at the bewildered Linghu Chong, raised his head abruptly, and said loudly.

"Senior Huashan Paifeng, junior Li Xinante came to ask for advice, and I hope to see you in person!"

The tumbling sound waves scattered in all directions, and the dust on the stone walls around the shock was flying in all directions.

Linghu Chong was caught off guard, and felt as if his head had been hit violently with a sledgehammer, his head was dizzy, and his eyes went black.

"Is this the lion's roar skill!?"

Linghu Chong retreated in embarrassment, covered his ears, and was horrified. He didn't expect that he would make such a loud noise when he opened his mouth. If an ordinary person stood in front of him just now, Linghu Chong felt that he would be shocked to death on the spot.

In fact, he was not mistaken. With Xinan's cultivation base, if he speaks out with all his strength, not to mention ordinary people, even an elephant will be shocked to death!
At this moment, it's just a matter of raising the voice a little, otherwise even a martial artist like Linghu Chong will bleed from his orifices, and if he is not good, he will die!
Xin Nan's perverted physique was vividly displayed, the long sound of the last word was pulled, and the rolling sound was full of half a cup of tea.

Seeing that Linghu Chong fell to the ground with a pale face, he couldn't hold on anymore.

"Okay, what are you looking for, old man!"

At this time, a clear voice came, even in the huge sound wave of Xinan, the two could hear it clearly.

Then a figure suddenly jumped out from an unknown corner, and stood five feet away from Xin Nan with a slamming sound.

"This is my Huashan senior? Could it be that he has been living in the back of Huashan?"

Linghu Chong breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help feeling sick and retching, feeling both surprised and happy.

Xin Nan raised his eyes and saw that figure was wearing a thin green shirt, with pale golden complexion, white beard and hair, clean and straight, with the demeanor of a great master facing the Yuan and standing on the mountain.

In Xinan's feeling, it stood up straight like a divine sword, and the mighty sword intent covered him!

"Sure enough, it's Feng Qingyang!"

Xin Nan felt like a cold wind blowing through his whole body, the pores all over his body closed suddenly, and his fine hairs stood up.

The old man in front of him is the strongest master he has seen in the world of Swordsman, compared to the group of crooked melons and dates at the hand washing meeting, it is a world of difference!

"Here, I'm asking senior Dugu Nine Swords for advice!" Xin Nan said with a serious look on his face, cupping his hands.

"I haven't been in the Jianghu for many years, I didn't expect that a young talent like you would appear in the Jianghu!"

Feng Qingyang sighed, looked at Xin Nan and praised lightly.

The young man in front of him not only has profound voice skills, but also can keep his face unchanged under his sword intent, which really made him admire in his heart.

"Senior Feng, thank you."

Xin Nan's face remained motionless, and the fighting spirit suddenly rose in his heart.

Feng Qingyang took a step forward, raised his sword eyebrows, and stared at Xin Nan with two cold eyes: "But, where did you know about Dugu Nine Swords!?"

The sword intent suddenly flourished, as if in substance, there was a tearing sound like brocade cracking in the air, and Xinan suddenly felt the pressure increase greatly.

But he didn't take half a step back, and the fighting spirit in his eyes ignited like a raging flame.

"I want to know, I'll tell you if I beat it!"

"Very good, if you want to see Dugu Nine Swords, it depends on your ability!"

Feng Qingyang narrowed his eyes, and raised a pair of sharp sword eyebrows.

He was famous all over the world for his sword skills when he was young, and he had few opponents. Even in the battle of Huashan School's sword qi, Qi Zong would try to trick him away and dare not confront him head-on!
I can't remember how long it has been since I was spoken to in person like this. He is still a young man who looks to be in his twenties, and waves can't help but appear in his peaceful heart.

At the moment, lighten your feet, and the figure is like a ghost, sweeping five feet to the front of Xin Nan!
With the sword and fingers raised together, a swipe in the air will cut ripples in the air wherever it passes!

Immediately, amidst the sharp piercing sound, it slashed down like a long sword!

With Feng Qingyang's attainment of internal strength at this time, under this finger, it is much more ferocious than any magical weapon, even a solid iron man would be cut in half!
"This kind of swordsmanship! Such a powerful swordsmanship!"

Linghu Chong stared blankly at the sword's downward slash, his eyes sparkled, and he was fascinated by it, and was immersed in it for an instant.

I just feel that the world's most powerful swordsmanship is like this, and I can't suppress the excitement and admiration in my heart, and I can't help but let out an admiration!
Xin Nan, who was the first to bear the brunt, had his eyelids twitch violently, and his black hair fluttered backwards violently in the violent airflow fluctuations. Before the sword fingers reached his body, the invisible sword energy had already pricked his skin all over his body!
"Good! Great swordsmanship!"

But Xin Nan just laughed out loud, and on the contrary, all the fighting spirit in his heart burst forth!
With a violent step on the foot, all the incomparably violent power exploded!
The rocks that had existed on the ground for countless years shattered and flew up, shooting wildly in all directions like a hidden weapon, hitting Linghu Chong, who was watching the battle, screaming and dodging in a hurry.

The ground within a radius of three or four feet suddenly collapsed and subsided!
The crushed stone dust shot up into the sky, Xinan's five fingers on his right hand suddenly closed, and the air was squeezed and exploded by him like a substance, making a crisp "pop" sound!
Afterwards, amidst the violent explosion in the air, it rose sharply, facing the sword fingers that were slashing down like a sword in the wind!

"Good boy!"

Xin Nan exploded with all his might, even Feng Qingyang couldn't help being a little surprised, but his expression didn't change, and his sword pointed loudly!
boom!
The ferocious airflow whizzed up like a typhoon, and a gust of wind suddenly hung in the cave of Siguoya, which was tens of feet in size!

The dust that has settled for many years has covered all the space.

(End of this chapter)