The heavens start from Quanzhen swordsmanship

Chapter 200 Yue Lingshan Became a Master
On the stage, Linghu Chong put his long sword on the ground, and then rolled up his sleeves.

With a slight smile on his face, he looked around at the other sects' uncles, uncles and brothers.

"Which one please come forward and continue to enlighten me?"

His tone was light, as if he didn't pay attention to the people around him.

Xu Zhiqing looked at Linghu Chong's cynical look on the ring, he smiled and said to Feng Qingyang: "Your successor has far more personality than you!"

Feng Qingyang squinted at Xu Zhiqing.

"That's because you don't know what the old man looked like when he was young. When the old man was young, he rode horses, fast swords, strong wine..."

His tone was faint, with endless aftertaste.

Xu Zhiqing laughed and said: "One generation after another, you have lived in seclusion for 20 years. Why do you mention him when you were young?"

"Jianghu, look at the young people of today!"

Feng Qingyang's tone faltered, he shut his mouth with a snort, and refused to talk to Xu Zhiqing again.

Xu Zhiqing chuckled, and looked at Linghu Chong on the stage appreciatively.

At this moment, a person jumped out suddenly, with a long sword hesitating, like a poisonous snake.

"At the lower Songshan Mountain, Zhao Xiangfeng asks Brother Linghu to make a brilliant move!"

"Good come!"

Linghu Chong shouted, stepping on the breeze, his figure turned, and the long sword was aimed straight.

The two figures intertwined instantly.

Only the sound of Dangdang can be heard.

Suddenly, the sound stopped, and the figure separated.

Linghu Chong returned to his place at some point, as if he hadn't left before.

It's just that the blade of the long sword in Linghu Chong's hand, drips of blood slid down the tip of the sword.

Looking across from him again, Zhao Xiangfeng, who was rushing forward, was pale, with his left hand covering his right shoulder.

His right hand was empty, and the long sword fell to the ground at some point before.

Some of the onlookers couldn't help exclaiming when they saw that the two had decided the winner in the blink of an eye.

"Such a fast sword, such a fast man!"

Linghu Chong hugged his sword.

"Acceptance!"

Seeing this, Zuo Lengchan snorted coldly as the leader of the Songshan School, and said bluntly to Zhao Xiangfeng: "Don't let the useless things go back!"

Wait for Zhao Xiangfeng to retreat.

Linghu Chong raised his head and looked around again.

"Who else will enlighten me!"

His words fell to the ground, causing whispers in the surrounding stands.

"Young Hero Linghu's powerful sword, could it be that he got the true inheritance from Yue Buqun?"

"Not necessarily, this young hero Linghu's sword doesn't look like Huashan's swordsmanship, maybe even better than Yue Buqun's swordsmanship!"

"I don't know where I learned the sword technique, it's amazing!"

The comments from the people around reached Yue Buqun's ears, making Yue Buqun's eyes flash cold.

Xu Zhiqing glanced at Yue Buqun, he shook his head slightly, this Yue Buqun was a little narrow-minded, and his disciples surpassed him.

Shouldn't this be something to be thankful for?

Besides, this is just the discussion of people around, and it is not really surpassed!
Xu Zhiqing didn't think that Linghu Chong, who had learned the Dugu Nine Swordsmanship for a while, would be Yue Buqun's opponent.

While everyone was discussing, someone drew a sword.

"Let me meet you!"

The sound landed, and the person had already jumped onto the stage.

The people around looked and found that it was Yuhui from the Hengshan School.

This person is the younger brother of Mo Da, the head of the Hengshan School, and he is already over forty.

In terms of seniority, he is Gao Linghu Chong's generation. Isn't this person shameless for jumping out?

Everyone thought about it, but the person who came came laughed and said: "Nephew Linghu, Yu Mou saw that your sword moves are fierce, and the sword is amazing, and he couldn't help it for a while!"

Linghu Chong smiled and said, "It's my nephew's honor that Uncle Yu is willing to give advice to my nephew!"

He said so in his mouth, but his heart was very awe-inspiring.

Yu Hui, the sword is just like its name, the sword move changes three times in one move, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false!

Yu Hui still had to be shameless. After he came up, he didn't take the initiative to attack Linghu Chong, but said to Linghu Chong: "Nephew, please first!"

But Linghu Chong declined politely: "Uncle Shi is the elder, Uncle Shi invites you first!"

As soon as he said these words, Yu Hui's face was gloomy.

"Martial nephew, could it be that you are so strong in martial arts that you can't let my uncle take the initiative to attack you? If so, can I still have face?"

Xu Zhiqing raised his brows.

Da Linghu Chong is already a generation, and it is enough to be shameless when he jumps out, but now he pays attention to face?
Linghu Chong said again and again: "What did the uncle say, the nephew wants the uncle to give advice, not to underestimate the uncle!"

Say nothing and refuse to make a move.

However, at this time, Yue Buqun suddenly said: "Chong'er, since your master uncle refuses to take the initiative, then you can do it and let him give advice!"

Linghu Chong didn't dare to disobey his teacher's order.

He had no choice but to answer.

"Yes!"

After Linghu Chong responded, he looked towards Yu Hui.

"Uncle, be careful!"

He swung his long sword, using the Huashan School's method of opening the door to welcome guests, and took it straight to Yu Hui's chest.

With a lift of Yu Hui's arm, the horizontal sword blocked it.

The three-inch long sword stopped Linghu Chong's sword tip, making the eyelids of some onlookers twitch.

Linghu Chong opened the door to welcome guests, fiercely and swiftly, ordinary people would choose to swing open instead of using the blade of a sword to block with moves.

If one is not careful, it is the result of the long sword piercing the chest.

When everyone exclaimed in amazement at Yu Hui's sharp eyesight and quick hands, Linghu Chong didn't move, and swept out the long sword obliquely, with a blow of breeze sweeping the floating leaves, and took it straight to Yu Hui's neck.

Seeing this, Yu Hui raised his long sword three inches in front of him with one hand.

After a crisp clang, he blocked Linghu Chong's move again.

The sword move was blocked, Linghu Chong seemed to have expected it, the body of the sword flicked, and it slashed towards the fingers holding the sword back.

With skillful strength, Yu Hui let go of the sword, and the long sword circled around Linghu Chong's body and returned to his hand again.

"It's a good move, the King of Qin circles the pillar!"

Someone saw this sword move.

"It's my turn!"

Yu Hui caught the long sword and swept across Linghu Chong's face.

Linghu Chong lowered his body and dodged this move.

Before the sword move was completed, it changed from sweeping to chopping.

If this move was successful, Linghu Chong would have to be split in half.

Linghu Chong did not panic, stepped on his foot, and turned his body half a circle, turning his head into the sword.

People who don't understand are stunned, isn't this courting death?

Just as they were thinking, they saw Linghu Chong's body straight down on the ground, the long sword in his hand pierced out like lightning, and took it back down the road.

Yu Hui didn't know where Linghu Chong was when he turned around and landed.

When Linghu Chong fell, he opened the distance for him to slash the long sword, and now he took the sword one step ahead of him.

If he continued, he would be pierced by Linghu Chong before he hit Linghu Chong.

When the people around saw this scene, they couldn't help being amazed again and again, what a powerful change.

In their emotion, they saw that Hui Yanzi turned over and tapped the water, but the water didn't hit, but stepped on the sword that Linghu Chong handed over.

While turning over, the long sword in his hand slashed to the ground again.

Linghu Chong slapped the ground with one hand, and moved his body sideways.

With a clang, Yu Hui's long sword struck the arena made of bluestone, leaving a deep mark.

The two fought each other for a while, and then walked around the gate of hell.

Xu Zhiqing also watched with gusto. The moves of these two people far surpassed the moves of ordinary people in the sculptures.

It should be said that the sword moves here are more subtle.

"In terms of swordsmanship, your successor is obviously superior to that, but your internal strength is somewhat insufficient!"

Xu Zhiqing could see clearly that Linghu Chong's swordsmanship was fierce, but he lacked energy.

If he is undefeated in a hundred moves, then Yuhui will lose if he turns around.

When Feng Qingyang heard that Xu Zhiqing took the initiative to chat with him, he groaned angrily for a long time and couldn't help but said: "If he practices Dugu swordsmanship diligently, even if he meets someone with profound inner strength, he may not be invincible!"

"Well, I know, it's a broken breath!"

Xu Zhiqing nodded, still agreeing with Feng Qingyang's words.

Dugu Nine Swords' superb swordsmanship is far from being able to be deciphered by an ordinary master.

On the contrary, it might be able to find a weakness and be killed with one move.

As he was talking, Linghu Chong and Yu Hui had fought for countless rounds.

After the two separated again, Yu Hui suddenly laughed: "Martial nephew, your swordsmanship is superb, but your inner strength is insufficient!"

There were beads of sweat on Linghu Chong's forehead, but the breath in his eyes was still there.

"Didn't Uncle teach me sword moves? How did I use my internal strength?"

Yu Hui smiled and said, "This is a competition! It's not just a sword competition!"

As he spoke, his internal strength was stagnant, and his sword was full of momentum, and his hands contained even more internal strength, ready to strike at any time.

Linghu Chong was apprehensive but not afraid, he also figured out Yu Hui's way.

The nine-curved swordsmanship seems to be turning non-stop, but the sword never leaves the hand.

When Nine Swords go out, they are all controlled by one point!
It was a pity in his heart that Yu Hui used a self-created sword technique, otherwise he would have broken it with the Five Sacred Sword Technique deciphering formula.

However, it is not too late now!

While Linghu Chong was thinking, Yu Hui seized the opportunity and slapped out with a palm.

"Chong'er be careful!"

Ning Zhong, who had been watching, couldn't help shouting.

Linghu Chong had long paid attention to Yu Hui's palm that had been gathering momentum, but he still underestimated the speed of Yu Hui's palm.

It was too late for him to escape.

"But... one piece!"

While Linghu Chong leaned his body to avoid the palm as much as possible, he finally seized the opportunity of Yu Hui's pause and slashed out with his sword.

boom!
Linghu Chong was sent flying.

At the same time, there was a scream in the arena.

Everyone looked and found that it was Yu Hui.

I saw that Yu Hui's left hand was only holding his right wrist, but Yu Hui's wrist was empty, and there was a bloody palm on the ground.

Seeing this, everyone gasped.

If one hand is cut off, then it will be abolished in the end.

Linghu Chong, so ruthless!

Everyone looked at Linghu Chong when they saw this, but they saw that Linghu Chong was clutching his chest, his face was as pale as gold paper, but Linghu Chong was still able to get up from the ground.

"Uncle, accept... Accept!"

puff.

As Linghu Chong said, blood spit out from his mouth.

"Brother!"

Huashan sent Lu Hou'er and others to rush forward to help Linghu Chong.

People from Hengshan faction also helped Yu Hui.

Someone saw this and couldn't help asking: "How do you count this one?"

They looked at Zuo Lengchan.

Zuo Lengchan glanced at Linghu Chong, who was seriously injured, and Yu Hui, who had one hand cut off, and said calmly, "This sentence is a draw!"

Xu Zhiqing shook his head, the so-called three rounds of competition, basically everyone took turns to fight the Huashan faction.

A family sent three people to fight three times.

But there is an unwritten rule, that is, the winner cannot leave the field.

Even if you leave the field, you admit defeat.

In other words, the Huashan faction only has Linghu Chong as one person now, and two more people will stand up in the future.

However, Songshan and Taishan lost a game.

As Zuo Lengchan spoke, he gave Ding Mian a look.

Ding Mian said he knew, he patted his apprentice Liu Changhe.

Seeing this, Liu Changhe raised his sword and stood on the ring.

He looked at the Huashan faction.

"I don't know who will teach me?"

Seeing this, Yue Buqun gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Too much deceit!"

People from Taishan School beat him, people from Hengshan School beat him, people from Songshan School also beat him, only Master Dingyi didn't beat him.

Just as he was thinking, Lu Hou'er, his disciple, stood up.

"Master, let me come!"

"I want to avenge the elder brother!"

Linghu Chong's face was like gold paper, he suffered a very serious internal injury, the internal injury was incurable, maybe he might not be able to go back to Mount Hua.

Lu Hou'er knew that everyone was from the Songshan School.

None of the disciples were fools, and they all saw that their sect had been targeted.

The Songshan, Taishan, and Hengshan sects want to join hands to defeat their Huashan sect!

Yue Buqun wanted to stop him, but he couldn't.

Seeing this, Lu Hou'er raised his sword and went up.

However, after only ten rounds, he was kicked off the stage by Liu Changhe, fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the rest of the Huashan faction were filled with righteous indignation and clamored to go up.

Yue Buqun was silent, he understood the atmosphere of the disciples, but he was far from being Liu Changhe's opponent.

Just as he was thinking, Liu Changhe asked, "Master Yue, if there are no disciples under his sect, can you teach me?"

He directly challenged Yue Buqun.

Some of the quacks in the stands let out a heck, and they all saw the way.

But they are all watching the fun, so what does Wuyue Sword Sect's beating to death have anything to do with them?
This Songshan faction is changing the way to suppress the Huashan faction and lose face of the Huashan faction.

Yue Buqun was not good enough, and none of his disciples could beat Liu Changhe.

In terms of words, it is inevitable that it will not be criticized as the head of the sect to bully the juniors?
When they were laughing, Ning Zhong couldn't help it, and raised his sword to attack.

"court death!"

Before Ning Zhong got up, a figure flew onto the high platform, stabbing out with a long sword in his hand.

Facing the stabbing sword, Liu Changhe on the stage turned pale in an instant.

As soon as he looked, he saw swords all over the sky stabbing at him. He had no way to hide, no way to avoid it.

He just said "My life is over!" and closed his eyes to wait for death.

After a while, he didn't feel any pain in his body.

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw a long sword protruding from his neck.

"Get off!"

Just as he was trying to see who was making the move, he was kicked into pieces with a crack in his chest, and he was even kicked out.

After Yue Lingshan kicked the flying man, she squinted at Songshan School, Taishan School, and Hengshan School.

"Huashan Yue Lingshan, please enlighten me!"

Someone heard the name and reacted.

"Yue Lingshan? The only daughter of Yue Buqun of the Huashan School!"

"What sword move did she use just now, it doesn't seem to be the sword technique of Huashan School?"

"Hey, it's weird, it's okay for the big disciples of the Huashan School not to use the Huashan School's sword moves, and even the only daughter of the head doesn't use the Huashan School's sword moves!"

Yue Buqun breathed a sigh of relief at first, but his face darkened when he heard this.

Doesn't this mean that their Huashan sword skills are not good?

The disciples behind Yue Buqun, when they saw Yue Lingshan coming out, they kicked the clamoring Liu Changhe off the stage, they were pleasantly surprised but also worried.

Yue Lingshan stood up, her heart trembling.

When she saw Liu Changhe's contemptuous eyes towards the Huashan faction and her parents' aggrieved looks, she couldn't bear it.

After getting Xu Zhiqing's permission, he went up without even thinking about it.

The first shot was the Quanzhen sword technique taught to her by Xu Zhiqing, but she didn't expect that Liu Changhe would close his eyes and wait for death in the face of the Quanzhen sword technique.

It was only after she kicked the person away that she recovered.

But everything came up, and she forgot about her fears.

Yue Lingshan stood on the stage holding a sword, her heroic posture was not weaker than a man's.

Zuo Lengchan looked at Liu Changhe who was kicked away without even catching a move, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"The little girl doesn't talk about martial arts, she makes a sneak attack!"

He shouted and sneered at Yue Buqun: "Junior Brother Yue, you are really the professor's good daughter!"

Dozens of disciples under his sect also stared at Yue Lingshan angrily after hearing Zuo Lengchan's words.

After getting Zuo Lengchan's tacit consent, someone raised his sword and went up.

The result can be imagined.

No one in a row was the enemy of Yue Lingshan.

Yue Lingshan's long sword was stained with blood, and the light of the sword was so cold that no one from the other sects dared to attack.

Feng Qingyang who was beside Xu Zhiqing saw this, he murmured: "Why didn't I see that this little girl is so powerful!"

He looked at Yue Lingshan, and saw that her aura was long, and it was obvious that her inner strength was very deep.

He looked at Xu Zhiqing suspiciously: "She accompanies you every day, and only occasionally practices exercises. How can she have such deep internal strength!"

Xu Zhiqing smiled without saying a word.

After taking Yue Lingshan in, he and Yue Lingshan didn't spend each other day by day, but instilled some inner strength into Yue Lingshan every day.

As time went on, traces of internal energy gathered, making Yue Lingshan's internal energy no less than that of a first-class master.

This is also his confidence to let Yue Lingshan take the stage.

Feng Qingyang couldn't get a reply from Xu Zhiqing, so he continued to watch.

The disciples of the Songshan, Taishan, and Hengshan sects couldn't hold Yue Lingshan down, making some older generations unable to sit still.

Taoist Tiansong sent by Hengshan suddenly got up.

"Niece, let the old Taoist learn your sword skills!"

He hated Xu Zhiqing, and even more knowing that Yue Lingshan was always by Xu Zhiqing's side, he simply hated Yue Lingshan together.

No one scolded Taoist Tiansong for being shameless.

The onlookers could tell that Yue Lingshan was young, but her martial arts and internal strength were extraordinary.

Only Ning Zhong saw Taoist Tiansong stand up, she raised her sword and wanted to go up.

"Shan'er, ask mother to come!"

Yue Buqun stopped her.

"Shan'er's coming to the stage should be the acquiescence of Senior Xu!"

His words made Ning Zhong not move.

Xu Zhiqing looked at Taoist Tiansong who came to the stage with his sword in hand, and he smiled slightly.

In the eyes of others, Taoist Tiansong may have better martial arts, but in his eyes it is just average.

Coupled with the martial arts of his sect that Yue Lingshan has long known, how could he be Yue Lingshan's opponent.

Taoist Tiansong walked onto the stage.

The shot is ruthless.

The moves made everyone frown.

Why don't you have the demeanor of an elder at all?
They were thinking about it, but they saw that Yue Lingshan didn't panic at all, and she was able to break the Taishan School's swordsmanship with every move.

Not only that, but also used the Taishan school sword technique, which was more subtle than that used by Taoist Song that day.

They were stunned, where did Yue Lingshan learn the Mount Tai sword technique.

Taoist Tiansong was not surprised, he naturally knew the reason.

The more he hit, the more frightened he became.

He gradually became overwhelmed.

Just when he used the old move, Yue Lingshan knocked down the long sword with the same move.

Taoist Tiansong lost his face, his complexion changed very much, in the eyes of everyone, he was extremely embarrassed, he couldn't get off the stage!
(End of this chapter)