The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 52 A Respectable Opponent

After all, Feng Qingyang is an innate master, Yang Wenhao still has to be careful.

The light of the sword in his hand flickered, and he blocked Feng Qingyang's move with a face-to-face encounter.

Feng Qingyang is worthy of being a genius disciple of the Huashan Sword Sect back then, coupled with years of sword practice, his strength is already very strong.

Originally it was just a dead wood branch in his hand, but it became a real sword in Feng Qingyang's hand.

"Is this what super grass and trees are all swords?"

Shuangfa took a few steps back and stood facing each other.

"You know a lot, so let's see if I can handle this trick I added."

Feng Qingyang has already practiced swordsmanship to the extreme, and he is not far away from the fusion of human and sword.

The moment Feng Qingyang drew out his sword, Yang Wenhao instantly understood that Feng Qingyang was planning to use Dugu Nine Swords to break his sword skills.

But maybe Renfeng Qingyang will be disappointed, unfortunately, Yang Wenhao will also be Dugu Nine Swords.

The original tactic was changed, but Yang Wenhao's swordsmanship was exactly the same as Feng Qingyang's.

After several rounds, Feng Qingyang didn't take any advantage at all.

Having been practicing Dugu Nine Swords for so many years, Feng Qingyang has already mastered Dugu Nine Swords by heart.

But he never thought that Yang Wenhao would also know Dugu Nine Swords. Although Yang Wenhao's Dugu Nine Swords is a bit greener than his, it is comparable to ordinary people who have practiced for more than ten years.

"How do you know this sword technique!" Feng Qingyang frowned, the kid in front of him had many different sword skills, and his internal strength was obviously only at the age of double ten, but his internal strength did not match his age.

"Are you talking about Dugu Nine Swords?" Yang Wenhao smiled faintly: "I bought this for ten yuan."

"I bought it!" The corners of Feng Qingyang's mouth trembled, such an unfathomable swordsmanship was actually bought.

If possible, he really wanted to meet the person who sold Dugu Nine Swords.

Yang Wenhao looked at Feng Qingyang, and Feng Qingyang in front of him was a rare master, so since he was a master, he had to charge some interest.

With a flash of light from the sword in his hand, Yang Wenhao appeared beside Feng Qingyang in the blink of an eye, and the sword in his hand rushed towards Feng Qingyang like a tiger.

Feng Qingyang was startled, and hastily used the dead wood in his hand to resist.

But Feng Qingyang seems to have forgotten one thing, what he holds in his hand is not a sword, but a dead wood that is about to break.

"Crack."

The dead wood in Feng Qingyang's hand was cut in half by Yang Wenhao's sword without any suspense, and the sword was about to reach his face.

Suddenly, under Feng Qingyang's puzzled gaze, Yang Wenhao turned the sword in his hand, and directly hit Feng Qingyang's chest with his palm.

Feng Qingyang was pushed back a few meters away, clutching his chest and looking at Yang Wenhao in puzzlement: "What do you mean?"

The attack just now was completely careless by Feng Qingyang, which made him unable to fight back at all.

If it was the sword just now, Feng Qingyang would have staggered his body as far as possible so that Yang Wenhao's sword would not be fatal.

But he didn't expect that Yang Wenhao actually retracted his sword, and then Feng Qingyang was caught off guard by a palm attack.

But compared to Zhong Yijian, Zhong Yi Zhang is obviously much better.

But it also made Feng Qingyang very upset, he hadn't been hurt like this for many years.

Yang Wenhao smiled lightly, then suddenly threw a sword at Feng Qingyang
The thrown sword instantly sank into the soil under Feng Qingyang's feet.

"Pick him up and display your true strength."

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's face turned red. He had always thought that his sword skills were very strong, and he was considered invincible.

But never thought that today, a junior will be merciful.

It was precisely because of his anger that Feng Qingyang pulled out the sword in front of him, holding the sword in his hand, looking at the long sword emitting silver light, Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed a gleam: "Good sword."

What Yang Wenhao threw to Feng Qingyang was also an alloy sword.

Thinking about the smelting technology of the future generations, any sword of this era can be crushed casually.

Feng Qingyang held the alloy sword in his hand, breathed the air softly, he was adjusting his mentality and momentum, the battle just now really made it difficult for Feng Qingyang to express.

But before there was no sword and only dead wood branches, but now it is different, he has a good sword, so it is completely different.

Yang Wenhao also stood there quietly looking at Feng Qingyang, if he made a sudden move at this time, he would definitely be able to catch Feng Qingyang by surprise.

But he didn't have to do this, and he didn't bother to do it. He respected Feng Qingyang as an opponent, and it was a very happy thing to know an opponent who was equal to him. If he really wanted to sneak attack, then he didn't have to A sword was thrown to Feng Qingyang.

He disdained to act like a villain.

If you want to come, come here in an upright manner, if you say kill you, kill you, don't play fancy things.

"Again!" Feng Qingyang's aura shook, and the aura bursting out from his whole body was completely different from before.

When people are in danger, they can burst out with unprecedented strength.

This is the case for Feng Qingyang, he is not far from the unity of human and sword, but now he has added a bit of artistic conception.

Although he has not yet achieved the unity of human and sword, but he is only one step away, and he may break through at some point.

The fastest way is to fight.

The best opponent is right in front of you.

"as you wish!"

Yang Wenhao rushed towards Feng Qingyang viciously like a fierce tiger.

Feng Qingyang's aura at this time was not in vain for Yang Wenhao at all, coupled with a good sword, he directly met Yang Wenhao head-on.

"Clang clang."

The sound of metal colliding with each other continued to be heard.

In the distance, thatched cottages.

"What happened, it's so noisy."

Lying on the couch in a daze, Linghu Chong rubbed his eyes and sat up.

The sound of metal colliding outside continued to come, maybe there were also a few shouts.

Linghu Chong felt very strange, he was the only one in this Si Guoya, and it was still in the middle of the night, who would come here so bored.

But when Linghu Chong walked out of the thatched hut in a daze, he found two black shadows shaking together outside.

The sound of metal clashing that Linghu Chong heard just now was caused by the long swords in the hands of the two black shadows in front of him.

"This"

Because of the moonlight, Linghu Chong couldn't see very clearly, but he could see some outlines more vaguely.

One of them is an old man in a fine attire. Although he is an old man, his swordsmanship is very refined.

The other one was wearing night clothes all over his body, covering his face so he couldn't see who it was.

The swordsmanship duel between the two really opened Linghu Chong's eyes, and he was stunned to watch from the sidelines, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Linghu Chong's strength is second-rate, seeing two innate level masters compete now, it must be extremely shocking.

(End of this chapter)