But at this moment, Feng Qingyang's body shot straight out one after another like a breeze floating in the air. Regardless of the brilliant force in the sky, he handed out a sword.

The sword light flashed, and the sharp sword energy drew across like a white line. At the same time, countless rubbles on the ground suddenly shook into the sky, and they all surrounded Chen Jun like a gust of hidden weapons.

"Fists are like swords!"

In the air, the explosive hidden weapon like a dense stone curtain roared through the sky. Even the top-notch Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle of Jianghu Tang Sect was inferior to this move.

boom!

All the stones were immobilized at the same time, and with a thunderbolt, streaks of golden light shot out from the gray-black stone network, blasting all the stones into pieces.

"break!"

A punch flew across the air, brilliance bloomed, and the punch was more powerful than the sword technique just now.

DONG DONG DONG!!!

Taking one step after another, a shattered pit mark immediately appeared on the ground. Chen Jun's whole body emitted a majestic golden light and he struck and killed with one punch.

when!

Feng Qingyang stabbed out with lightning, transformed into nine swords, and suddenly merged into one in mid-air, and struck with a fist that was fused with the Buddhist dragon's chanting golden bell.

After the aftermath, the two men fought close to each other again. At this time, Chen Jun held a knife behind his back with his left hand, and every move was made with fists and kicks.

"What kind of punch is this?"

Feng Qingyang was already glued to him, and the two sides were only a short distance away from attacking each other. After dozens of moves and seven-injury fist seals, he saw that Chen Jun's right fist was full of blood, but his whole person was cold and ruthless, and he didn't care.

And he himself received a series of overbearing and powerful punches from the sword body into his body, shaking the blood in his body and making him extremely uncomfortable. Not to mention that this kind of punching method is not according to common sense, and it is filled with strength.

When he swung it, the wind and thunder stirred up, and every time it hit the sword, the sword would be broken after two moves.

"What kind of punch is this?"

Suddenly, Feng Qingyang's eyelids twitched wildly as his spiritual thoughts flashed in his mind. Alarm signs flashed in his heart. He instinctively backhanded his sword to kill, but he saw a crimson sword light enveloping him with billowing infuriating energy.

The light of the sword was like a ray of light at dawn, crimson, tearing apart all the darkness.

"Left-handed knife!"

Boom!

There was a crisp sound of gold and iron cracking, the long sword broke into pieces, Feng Qingyang's face changed drastically, his sleeves and robes fluttered, and he slapped the blade with the force of thunder.

"Bang!"

The turbulent force that seemed to overturn mountains and rivers came, and with a squeak, Feng Qingyang's right arm bent slightly visible to the naked eye, and then the whole person roared out like a cannonball, flying off the top of Siguo Cliff. Below is

Thousand-foot cliff.

"Uncle Grand Master!"

Just as he was about to fall into the cliff, Feng Qingyang reversed his direction and grabbed an old cypress attached to the cliff behind.

Gah~

The old pine tree was forcefully grabbed by Feng Qingyang, and the force of the violent attack was transferred. It was bent over in an instant, until it broke at the waist, blocking the retreat.

"Uncle Feng Taishi!"

Linghu Chong exclaimed and hurriedly flew out, while Feng Qingyang made a leap and appeared beside Linghu.

"Uncle Grand Master, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Qingyang's originally healthy and shiny face turned pale, and at this moment, he could no longer hold back a mouthful of black blood from his throat.

"What a domineering punch!"

Feng Qingyang pushed Linghu Chong away who was supporting him, looked at Chen Jun with a complex expression and said: "Your fists and kicks are more domineering than your sword skills. You are so exquisite. I'm afraid you are already invincible in terms of fists and kicks. Let alone your sword skills, you have already entered the world."

Extremely high level.”

"Compared to Senior Feng, I still have many shortcomings." Chen Jun replied loudly: "I'm afraid if we continue the fight, I will become a fish in your hands. I lost this battle." There was nothing on his face.

Dejected.

"You lost? If it hadn't been for that pine tree just now, it would have been difficult to borrow strength in the air. I'm afraid my old bones would have been smashed into flesh by now." Feng Qingyang said lightly: "I want to treat you like a fish at this moment.

Slaughter, but you know how much inner strength you still have in your body. I want to kill you, can I catch up?"

Chen Jun smiled slightly, sheathed his sword and said nothing.

"This battle is considered a draw. It's really a life and death fight. I can't compare to your youth and vitality. I'm satisfied with this, and you want to continue?"

"No need, I already have the answers and gains from this battle."

"Oh, it seems you have another purpose?"

Chen Jun did have a purpose, to calculate the gap between him and Feng Qingyang, and the most important thing was to collect the blood of the stabbing master. Now Feng Qingyang vomited reverse blood and was seriously injured, but the system did not give any prompt.

This is enough to prove that he is still aware that he is close to the ultimate master, so it will be clear to collect the blood of those three people.

In addition, a battle with Feng Qingyang is a big reward in itself. It is likely that his strength will be improved a lot after digesting all the insights from this battle.

Alas~

Others have worked hard for ten or eight years, but I can improve after digesting it for three or four days. It seems that I am really a genius. It must be like this. The system is an aid...

"Senior Feng, this junior also has a merciless request."

"you say."

"I would like to ask my senior to teach me the Dugu Nine Swords formula."

Feng Qingyang said calmly: "Cultivating both boxing and swordsmanship, your internal strength will be strengthened in the future, plus your sword skills, so you can bite off more than you can chew."

"I am young, have good physical strength, and have strong digestive ability. There is nothing to be afraid of."

"The Dugu Nine Swordsmanship is an unusual secret skill that cannot be mastered by someone with great talent. Moreover, without me practicing the sword style, you..."

"Senior has already used all the Dugu Nine Swords in this battle. If I still can't learn it, then don't be a gangster and just go home and farm."

"Take it!" Feng Qingyang flew the secret book away.

"Thank you, senior. Goodbye, Brother Linghu!"

Seeing Chen Jun disappear, Feng Qingyang sighed for a long time and couldn't help but shake his head when he looked at Linghu Chong in front of him.

"Uncle Grand Master, what's wrong with you?"

"You can understand the secrets of Dugu's Nine Swordsmanship after you fight with me. You have to teach me the secrets of the Dugu Nine Swordsmanship and your mouth is dry after repeated explanations to learn the three sword techniques."

"This man is really incomparable."

"Practice your sword quickly. If you don't reach the power of his swordsmanship within two years, you will stay on Mount Huashan for the rest of your life."
Chapter completed!