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After measuring left and right, Fang Xian said, "These friends in the world are all here to watch the fun, aiming to maintain the stability of the scene. I promise you that if no one comes to make trouble, they will not go to the ring again... Hehe, that's right." Zuo Lengchan waved his palms, "In other words, as long as I can defeat Linghu Chong, I will be the leader of the Five Mountains!"

"And I am!" Fang Xian pointed at himself, "I am the leader after all."

"So what about the leader? You are also a man in the world, not a disciple of my Five Mountains." Zuo Lengchan shouted, "If I am unreasonable, I will ask an assistant to take over the role of my Songshan leader. Can't we fight randomly? We need rules for martial arts."

Linghu Chong shouted, "Why are there so much nonsense? I, Linghu Chong, have been practicing martial arts in Huashan for more than 20 years, and it is legitimate. I am the only opponent of you, Brother Tian, ​​you will be in charge of this matter here! Linghu can take care of the rest of the matter."

As the word "bearing" fell, a golden light flashed on Linghu Chong's body, and it seemed that he had entered a certain realm.

He stroked his chest gently, feeling that his whole body had sublimated. At the same time, he clearly discovered half of the booklet hidden in his underwear - the second half of "The Smiling and Proud Wanderer".

Wang Yuyan suddenly realized: "Is this Linghu Chong's destination... It's not power or art, but the word "bearing"..."

"So that's it... Linghu Chong first escaped the power struggle, escaped the love struggle, and wasted his powerful ability... Now, taking the overall situation in this way is his righteousness." Fang Xian also sighed, and it turned out that he had guessed wrongly.

Linghu Chong took out half of the book "The Smiling and Proud Wanderer" and threw it towards Fang Xian: "Brother Tian. This must be what you want."

Fang Xian quickly walked alone and caught it: "Not bad."

Then he took out the first half of the book, and the two volumes were used together, and the warm "Swordsman" was released.

"It's better to finish the book and be at ease..." Fang Xian carefully put away the whole book.

Linghu Chong said suddenly: "Brother Tian has helped me a lot along the way. From exposing Yue Buqun's true face to guiding Linghu Chong to practice swords; from teaching Linghu Chong to face the enemy, to help Linghu Chong get to the throne. Brother Tian, ​​I want to go by myself for this last step."

"Please, I, Hengshan, withdraw from the battle for the leader!" Fang Xian returned to the crowd of Hengshan, and immediately Ouyang Ke's maid brought a chair, "Brother Linghu. Now it's your own story, your own world."

Linghu Chong nodded resolutely, raised his arm and raised his sword: "Zuo Lengchan. Let me extinguish your ambition."

Zuo Lengchan's face twitched: "Mr. Mo Da said it just now, don't think that you can come out by just knowing two sword moves. You underestimate my century-old memorial service in Songshan too much."

After saying that, his ice true energy has entered its peak state after a long period of brewing.

Strangely, although Zuo Lengchan failed to practice the evil-repelling sword technique after he was castrated, his internal strength has indeed improved a lot. The ice true qi of the Songshan Sect first collided with the yang energy in his body, which was greatly reduced. However, as the yang energy dissipated after the uterus, this true qi was completely essence.

Mo Da had forgotten the wound on his arm. He looked at the long sword in Linghu Chong's hand in a daze and murmured: "What I say is to distinguish people."

In the battle between the Five Mountains Sword Sect, the first thing to fight is of course swordsmanship.

Zuo Lengchan's ice true energy was injected into the long sword, and the long sword danced, and the physical ice edge could be faintly revealed.

Ouyang Ke, who had been immersed in joy, suddenly shook his body: "Internal force comes out of the body!"

"What is that?" Fang Xian was naturally puzzled.

"A monster with a certain level of internal strength can do it... be able to control internal strength from the body..." Ouyang Ke stared at the long sword in Zuo Lengchan's hand. "In my understanding, only the magical powers of the Eastern Evil, West Poison, South Emperor, North Beggar can achieve this level. If it is the pure wheel internal strength, the Southern Emperor, North Beggar will be stronger. The reason why the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and One Yang Finger is difficult to practice is that they rely too much on internal strength."

Murong Fu asked on the other hand, "Is this friend, that's the power of the finger-blinking?"

Ouyang Ke shook his head: "That's just a brief burst of internal force using the mind method. My uncle's toad skill belongs to this, not counting. It must be Zuo Lengchan who can activate internal force at will... Unexpectedly... a leader of Songshan, whose internal force is so strong that I can't beat it."

"It's weird, I don't remember Zuo Lengchan is so strong..." Fang Xian was a little worried about Linghu Chong.

On the stage, Linghu Chong's heart was as calm as water. At this time, even if Feng Qingyang and Dugu Qiubai came, he would have the heart to fight.

Zuo Lengchan became cold all over, and all the 17-way steady and fierce Songshan sword techniques were used.

Songshan's sword technique is very strict and dignified, and is known for its majesty. It is like thousands of troops galloping, with spears and slaloms and yellow sand for thousands of miles.

"Look straight to the point!" Zuo Lengchan scored his left hand and his long sword swept out to the right.

Linghu Chong was about to deal with the move, but suddenly felt a cold air coming.

Originally, Songshan's move was straightforward to the point of being aura, and he just wanted to confuse his opponent with one point with his left hand for a short time. However, Zuo Lengchan's left hand was indeed full of ice true energy, and he threw it out like a hidden weapon, and caught his opponent off guard first.

But he saw that Linghu Chong was not afraid of taking the initiative at all, but he was stunned to strike out his sword to fight him.

Zuo Lengchan chuckled in his heart, Linghu Chong was still too tender.

Papa, the true energy hit Linghu Chong from the air, which made him feel cold and his whole body slowed down a little. Zuo Lengchan came straight to the point.

This simple move made everyone present look at each other. This is the most common move in Songshan swordsmanship, but from ancient times to the present, which Songshan disciple can use this move so rushing and awe-inspiring and powerful?

The moment when the sword edges of the two of them almost touched, Linghu Chong suddenly changed his move. A long sword wrapped around Zuo Lengchan's sword edge and slid gently, only a slight difference, piercing Zuo Lengchan's right eye.

This is really a life-threatening move. Although the sword edge that avoided Zuo Lengchan could attack him, he also gave up his defense and fully displayed his front face on the sword edge.

Now Linghu Chong wants to fight Zuo Lengchan, and he can only follow the mystery of Dugu Nine Swords and fight for his life with his life.

Zuo Lengchan's brow trembled. He had a long way to go in the future. How could he break the death of Linghu Chong with Linghu Chong? The sword's edge trembled in a hurry, blocking Linghu Chong's stab.

Linghu Chong had long expected Zuo Lengchan to do this, so he took advantage of Zuo Lengchan's gear and swung the sword light in the sky for a circle, slashing horizontally in the opposite direction.

"What kind of sword move is this?" Zuo Lengchan couldn't feel the slightest internal force on the sword, but the sword was weirdly fast, which made people have to guard against it.

Seeing that the two edges were about to meet again, the hilt of the sword in Linghu Chong's hand turned like a living thing, suddenly rotating half a circle, and the sword light also rotated. In the blink of an eye, a sweep turned into a backhand reverse blade stab!

"Break!" Linghu Chong's back was facing Zuo Lengchan, but as if there were eyes behind him, he stabbed Zuo Lengchan's chest straight into Zuo Lengchan's chest.

Zuo Lengchan was no longer able to use his sword to block the move. He snorted, and layers of white frost surged out of his left hand, blocking his chest.

Bang……

The swords and palms fought each other and made a crisp sound like a huge stone, and no one could shake anyone at all.

"I'll go!" Zhang Wuji, who was watching the game, wiped his sweat. "This uncle has great internal strength, so my Nine Yang Divine Art has been done like this! I will compete with him for internal strength later!"

Linghu Chong saw the opportunity very quickly and knew that Zuo Lengchan was going to use his palm technique. His long sword must not be entangled by his frost palm. Linghu Chong turned his wrist and swung the long sword out of Zuo Lengchan's palm, lifted it upwards, and then stabbed Zuo Lengchan's face.

Zuo Lengchan, who threw the long sword, seemed to have entered

The second form of oss.

I saw that his palms were covered with frost, soaked to his forearms. His arms were as tough as weapons. With just one block, he drove Linghu Chong's long sword again.

Linghu Chong was not anxious. Every time he was blocked, he would take advantage of the opportunity to stab again from the most inexplicable direction. There was almost no gap between the moves. Even if Zuo Lengchan's palm technique was so good, he could not take off the counterattack.

As the only person in the field except Linghu Chong who understood the Nine Swords of Dugu, Fang Xian felt ashamed of himself. No matter how good his martial arts were, he had to practice. Linghu Chong practiced with Feng Qingyang hard in the cave every day, and his understanding of swordsmanship was more than one level higher than that of himself. Unfortunately, he suffered from his internal strength and had no other ruthless moves. Facing an opponent with a deep foundation, he fell into a tangled battle.

Linghu Chong pressed step by step, but he could not catch Zuo Lengchan's fatal flaw. Zuo Lengchan resisted left and right, but his aura was steady and unbearable. He attacked and defended, and had fought for dozens of rounds in an instant. This was the real battle.

The most mesmerizing people in the field at this time were Murong Fu and Mo Da.

Murong Fu looked at the gains and losses and the results: "This is not a sword move... it's just a random fight. I didn't expect that such a random play would be a natural one. If there were some real ruthless moves interspersed in the middle, I'm afraid Brother Linghu would have won a long time ago."

The turbid pupils of the elderly Mo Da shone brightly again and again. Linghu Chong's sword technique seemed to point him out. He was immersed in his sword moves all his life, always thinking about how to use one move more exquisitely. After going back and forth, he found that the sword moves were completely endless, which made him never able to practice the ultimate Hengshan Five Divine Sword. Linghu Chong's sword moves were said to be inconsistent, but there were traces to follow, but he could never figure out the routine. He really did what he wanted. Hengshan's thirteen clouds and mist styles also belonged to this category, but compared with the changes of Dugu Nine Swords, it was far from enough to see.

I want to pay more attention to Zuo Lengchan than Moda and Murong Fu, Zhang Wuji and Ouyang Ke.

Zhang Wuji is also from the inner strength of the sect. At this time, he saw Zuo Lengchan being entangled and shook his head repeatedly: "This uncle is too erratic. He is all steady and ruthless, but he lacks the word "fast". If he is forced to do so, it will be difficult to fight back for a while."

Ouyang Ke was more willing to calculate: "The internal force consumed a lot of money... If the stalemate continued like this, Zuo Lengchan would probably not be able to hold on for too long."

Zuo Lengchan on the field was also clear about the current situation? It’s just that Linghu Chong’s sword was too fast and too fast, and he was able to attack the key points directly, so it was really difficult for him to pull his hands back.

Before they knew it, the two had more than a hundred moves to fight.

Zuo Lengchan became more and more stable as he fought, but Linghu Chong became more and more floating as he fought.

After dealing with so many attacks, Zuo Lengchan has figured out the cycle of Linghu Chong's moves. At first glance, after each move, the key to attacking the next move seems to be wild and unavailable. But after such a long confrontation, Zuo Lengchan has caught the only routine in Linghu Chong's sword technique, or the only point that cannot be changed. rx
Chapter completed!