Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"The current qi sects are really getting more and more hopeless. They don't even teach their disciples inner strength. What kind of qi sect are they? Shouldn't they start practicing inner strength at an early age!" Feng Qingyang said angrily.

"Senior, there is no need to get angry, maybe my master has his own considerations?" Lin Pingzhi could only speak for Lao Yue at this time.

"Although there are many kinds of internal energy in your body, and there is no conflict yet, as a disciple of Mount Hua, you must know the Zixia Divine Art, you know?" Feng Qingyang said suddenly, "You don't know the Zixia Divine Art of Huashan, How can I prove that I am a disciple of Huashan, and how can I carry forward Huashan?"

Hearing what Feng Qingyang said, Lin Pingzhi thought it was the same.

It seems that I have to find a way to get Zixia's magical skills.

"Don't worry, senior, this time when I go back to Chaoyang Peak, I will definitely ask my master to teach me Zixia's magical skills." Lin Pingzhi nodded and said.

"Okay." Feng Qingyang said.

Then he moved a few steps away from Lin Pingzhi.

"Let's unleash the sword." Feng Qingyang said, looking at Lin Pingzhi with his eyes suddenly sharpened.

"what?"

On the contrary, Lin Pingzhi didn't understand what Feng Qingyang meant.

What is this for?

How can I let myself use my sword against him?

"I'll let you show the sword and let the old man see if you have improved." Feng Qingyang suddenly regretted teaching Dugu Nine Swords to Lin Pingzhi.

Does he think there is something wrong with Lin Pingzhi's brain?

If I let him use the sword, I must test his martial arts.

Could it be that he was going to kill himself with a sword?

Naturally, Lin Pingzhi didn't know what Feng Qingyang was thinking, he just didn't react for a while.

"Understood." Lin Pingzhi nodded.

The Canglang sword wrapped in the skin of the Huashan standard long sword came out of its sheath with a clang.

"Senior, be careful!" Lin Pingzhi looked at Feng Qingyang solemnly.

He knew that this was to prove himself to Feng Qingyang.

"drink!"

Lin Pingzhi let out a loud shout, his inner strength forced the Canglang sword, and he just waved it.

A sword energy directly attacked Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang looked at Lin Pingzhi's current sword qi, which was almost at the same level as his sword qi, and was a little shocked in his heart.

Originally regretted teaching Lin Pingzhi the idea of ​​Dugu Nine Swords and regretted it again.

This Dugu Nine Swords really did not teach the wrong person!

He must be able to carry forward.

But now Feng Qingyang's primary problem is to solve Lin Pingzhi's attacking sword energy.

Originally, he planned to squeeze Lin Pingzhi's sword energy directly out of thin air.

But looking at it now, the sword qi created out of thin air seemed unable to disperse the sword qi that Lin Pingzhi swung.

Feng Qingyang stretched out his palm, and a long sword landed on his palm.

"drink!"

Following Feng Qingyang's loud shout, the long sword also formed a very strong sword energy in his hand, blasting towards Lin Pingzhi's sword energy.

"boom--"

The two sword qi collided, making a violent noise, and there was even a long-lasting echo between the valleys.

Lin Pingzhi cried out in his heart.

As Lin Pingzhi himself, he has been hiding his strength, holding a sword every time, stabbing back and forth, and he can't even use the sword energy.

As for the identity of Mr. Mingyue, he always used his fists, so Lin Pingzhi felt very uncomfortable.

It's really a waste if such a cool sword energy can't come all over the place to pretend to be aggressive.

But Lin Pingzhi also discovered something.

It seems that other swordsmen have sword intent.

But there are not many sword spirits.

Lin Pingzhi planned to ask Feng Qingyang later.

"You brat, that's right, you've made great progress." Feng Qingyang praised Lin Pingzhi with a smile, "You can force me to use the Qingfeng sword."

"Senior praised you absurdly." Lin Pingzhi, who was praised by Feng Qingyang, felt a little flustered, "By the way, senior, this junior is unclear about one thing."

Hearing that Lin Pingzhi had a problem, Feng Qingyang withdrew Qingfeng Sword.

"Tell me." Feng Qingyang said.

Lin Pingzhi was also a little surprised to see that Feng Qingyang put the Qingfeng sword into his sleeve.