Martial Arts Luck Plunder

"Tai Chi Sword" is known as the strongest defensive swordsmanship, and the attack is not weak at all, the most important thing is that the "Tai Chi Sword" in Xuanqing's hands is not the "Tai Chi Sword" in Wudang's current half-hanging, nor is it the "Tai Chi Sword" that Zhang Sanfeng realized at the beginning, but after systematic deduction, the perfect "Tai Chi Sword" formed can almost be said to have reached the peak of skills.

At this time, thinking about the sky above the cliff, the sword shadow is one after another, the sand and stones are flying, and the dull roar is also coming and going, and the wind in the sky is whistling, and one or two people are almost no grass within a radius of tens of meters around the center.

"Hiss......"

"Oh my God, it's so strong!"

"It's really terrifying, is this the real strength of Brother Xuanqing? It's really amazing, he can actually compete with Uncle Fengtai!"

The three people next to them were already dumbfounded at this time, although they knew that Xuanqing was very strong, and they also knew that Feng Qingyang was very strong, but after all, they were only second-rate cultivators, Ling Hu Chong was barely first-class, but the difference between the realm of the two people was too great.

After seeing this terrifying scene at this time, the three of them no longer knew how to describe the shock in their hearts, they had never thought that a person's strength could be so strong.

Linghu Chong's eyes also burst out with a breathtaking light, and the original prodigal son's expression gradually dissipated, replaced by a sense of perseverance, as a man, a person who practices martial arts, if he does not have a little competitiveness, he is not worthy of being called a warrior at all.

Now after seeing the earth-shattering strength of the two people, the battle intent in Ling Hu Chong's heart has finally been completely stimulated, even if there is a hidden danger in Ling Hu Chong's body now, but this idea of becoming stronger has not been calmed down for a long time.

And now that Yue Buqun has passed on the "Zixia Divine Skill" to Ling Hu Chong, before Ling Hu Chong felt that it would take several years or even more than ten years to remove the hidden dangers in his body, and he had lost some motivation in his heart, but now, after seeing the strength of Feng Qingyang and Xuanqing, the original decadent thoughts have completely disappeared, and his eyes are also full of firmness.

"Sword Breaker!"

"Tai Chi Rotation!"

At this time, Feng Qingyang and Xuanqing in the field shouted almost at the same time, and in an instant, the blue light in the hands of the two people flashed, and I saw that the withered branch in Feng Qingyang's hand suddenly burst out with a terrifying sword qi that rushed directly towards Xuanqing's body with the momentum of Mount Tai.

And Xuanqing did not retreat but advanced, "Jiuyang Divine Skill" and "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" operated to the extreme, and the clear red sword light also rose to the sky in an instant, and the sword qi in the sky directly turned into a slowly rotating Taiji light curtain in the void, directly meeting the attack of Feng Qingyang.

Dugu Nine Swords VS Taiji Sword!

At this moment, both of them almost used the strongest sword!

For a while, I saw the sky above the cliff, the wind and clouds changed, and the sword that rose to the sky seemed to cover up the brilliance of the sun, and everything in the sky and earth seemed to be eclipsed, leaving only these two powerful swords.

"Ding, Ding, Ding! Ding......"

"Boom!"

"Click!"

First, a series of collision sounds came, and then the two sword rays suddenly exploded violently, and the sword qi in the sky raged wildly, and almost in a moment's effort, there were dozens of terrifying sword marks on the ground that were more than a few meters long. Flying stones shot out from the sky.

Seeing this, Ling Hu Chong and the three of them hurriedly hugged their heads and flew away, hiding directly behind a big rock, and after the turmoil stopped, they poked their heads out with curiosity and expectation.

"Huh!"

But soon, when they saw the situation in the field, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of extremely shocking expressions.

I saw that at this time, the withered branch in Feng Qingyang's hand stopped at three inches of Xuanqing's chest, but the seven-star sword in Xuanqing's hand was inserted into the ground, from this point of view, Feng Qingyang won, but at this time, Feng Qingyang's face did not have the slightest happy expression, but showed a touch of decadence. And there was a faint smile on the corner of Xuanqing's mouth, and the whole person looked extremely calm.

"It's the old man who lost! Xuanqing Xiaoyou is really powerful, "Taiji Sword" is really worthy of the peerless swordsmanship created by the grandmaster Sanfeng Zhenren, it is really powerful, and I didn't expect Xiaoyou to cultivate both inside and outside! The old man is not complaining if he loses! The future belongs to Xiaoyou!" Feng Qingyang slowly withdrew the withered branches, and then spoke.

"Senior Feng is polite, Senior Feng's "Dugu Nine Swords" is really worthy of being the first sword in the world, and Senior Feng's attainments in kendo are only incomparable, the kid is really a bit of a fluke!

In fact, if the two of them simply competed with the sword just now, Xuanqing would have lost, and Xuanqing's Taiji Sword was just a realm of great success. However, Feng Qingyang's "Dugu Nine Swords" has reached the realm of small consummation, plus Feng Qingyang has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, but Xuanqing can't compare with Xuanqing, so Xuanqing lost in the competition of simple swordsmanship.

But Feng Qingyang is old and weak after all, lack of strength, plus Xuanqing's "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", the strength is unparalleled, at the last moment, after Xuanqing's sword curtain was broken, Xuanqing blocked Feng Qingyang's winning blow with his incomparably domineering strength, although Feng Qingyang's sword was against his chest, but Xuanqing felt that Feng Qingyang had no strength left at this time, if it was a real battle, Xuanqing only needed to blast out a punch to hit Feng Qingyang.

Therefore, this battle was won by Xuanqing.

"It's old, it's old after all, and it's not okay if you don't accept it!" Feng Qingyang said with a slightly lonely expression, the biggest enemy for a martial artist is nothing else, it is time, even a powerful martial artist can't withstand the corrosion of time.

After seeing the appearance of the wind clear, Xuanqing also fell silent, and he didn't know what to say for a while, this was the sorrow of the warrior, but soon, Xuanqing's eyes also showed a strong battle intent.

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