God-level Sword Fairy of Martial Arts

There is also Yitian World, all the grievances between the six sects and Mingjiao, mostly from the hands of Chengkun.It can be said that it is the handwriting of Cheng Kun.

Become Kun?However, he is the disciple of Kongjian, the head of the four Shaolin monks, who is called Yuanzhen!

Seeing the gods and monks in the air, who are you?

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Seeing the gods and monks in the air, who are you?

It's the senior brother of Shaolin Abbot Kong Wen, don't you know the details of Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Chengkun?

On the contrary, he knew very well, and went to Xie Xun himself, but he had grievances and grievances for Chengkun.

But for all of this, neither Kongjian nor Shaolin made a statement to the outside world. On the contrary, they allowed the six sects to besiege Mingjiao, and Shaolin was one of them.

He clearly knew that everything was the work of Shaolin disciple Cheng Kun (Yuanzhen), and Shaolin returned the thief and called to catch the thief and attacked the Ming sect.

It's really meaningful here.

The reason is that Mingjiao is too powerful and has surpassed Shaolin, shaking the status of Shaolin's largest religion in the world.

Therefore, Shaolin wants to unite the six sects and kill the Ming Sect!

The Ming Cult of Yitian, the proud Huashan School, and the Sun Moon God Cult were all like this.

It can be seen that the wisdom of Shaolin is extraordinary!

"If Shaolin didn't calculate like this, and didn't kill all the sects that could surpass them, it would be impossible for them to be the number one sect in the world!" Feng Qingyang was burning with anger, his face was gloomy, and the whole person seemed to be unsheathed. The sword is unstoppable, and said coldly: "What a Shaolin, I, Feng Qingyang, wrote down this account!"

Mo Yi shook his head and sighed: "Feng Qingyang, since Shaolin has such wisdom and a thousand years of history, do you think they are as simple as they seem? I'm afraid you may not come back if you go!"

Feng Qingyang was startled, his face became very solemn, but he nodded: "Yes, the heritage of thousands of years, this kind of background is unfathomable. It's just the revenge of the Huashan faction, and it must be avenged!"

Mo Yi smiled and patted Feng Qingyang's shoulder: "Don't worry, everything is up to me. Within five years, I want Shaolin to be destroyed!"

Feng Qingyang looked at Mo Yi, and saw that his face was light and calm, no sincerity, no jokes, as if he was talking about trivial things.

But Feng Qingyang has a feeling, maybe because of these words, this person, within five years, Shaolin will really disappear!

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"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves!" Feng Qingyang sighed and said, looking at Mo Yi with a complicated expression: "Think of me, Feng Qingyang, who has lived for a hundred years, is not as thorough as you, a sixteen-year-old boy. , Well, I can rest assured that Huashan can produce a character like you, even if I leave, Huashan will be safe and sound."

"My Feng Qingyang's life, the greatest achievement is a swordsmanship. And the most outstanding is a swordsmanship, the nine swords of Dugu!" Feng Qingyang sighed, looking at Mo Yi, and said again:

"This set of swordsmanship was created by the sword demon Dugu seeking defeat. I was fortunate enough to learn it, and it will benefit me for a lifetime. And you, you are also a swordsman monster that has never been seen in the world, and you are better than me. Simply, I will pass it on to you. "

Feng Qingyang said, and broke off the branch next to him, as a sword, and said, "Look, I will only demonstrate it once, and how much you remember is up to you!"

"Nine Swords of Dugu!" Mo Yi was overjoyed and finally came.

"General formula!"

"Broken Sword Style!"

"Broken knife!"

"Breakout!"

"Broken whip!"

……

All the sword moves, Feng Qingyang performed one by one, for a time, on the top of Huashan Mountain, thinking over the cliff, the sword energy swept across all directions.

Mo Yi stood aside, staring at Feng Qingyang.

"Breakout!"

Until the end, when Feng Qingyang finished his display, he closed his hands and exhaled, looked at Mo Yi, and said with a smile, "How much do you remember?"

Mo Yi ignored it and was still thinking.Possessing unforgettable talent and magical powers, he has written down all the moves, and now he is deducing his talents through the god-level, deducing all the sword moves.

There is a big gap between memorizing and fully grasping it. Once he finishes the deduction, he can better grasp it all.

Seeing that Mo Yi didn't answer, Feng Qingyang was startled and sighed: "Such a delicate Nine Swords of Dugu, if you use it once and let you write it down, it will be embarrassing for you. Forget it, I will use it again!"

"No!" Mo Yi said suddenly, then grabbed the branch in Feng Qingyang's hand, and stepped forward, the long sword danced again and again, and the clouds flowed, making him invincible.

Feng Qingyang looked at Mo Yi dancing the sword, his eyes lit up, he stroked his beard, and nodded again and again:

"Well, the general formula, three hundred and sixty changes, erratic, unpredictable, good!"

"Sword-breaking style, based on ordinary swordsmanship, has derived infinite changes, and has broken the world's swordsmanship, and has obtained its essence!"

"Knife-breaking style, use light to control weight, use fast to control slow, yes, that's it!"

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"Knife-breaking style, use light to control weight, use fast to control slow, yes, that's it!"

"Broken Palm Style, yes, yes, I've already started!"

"I also learned to break the rope!"

Feng Qingyang was still worried that Mo Yi didn't write down much, and wanted to demonstrate it again. As a result, Mo Yi not only wrote it down, but also entered the room, and some sword moves have even become small.

This enchanting talent made Feng Qingyang nodded again and again, full of praise.