Martial Arts: Start to Create a List of Behind-The-Scenes

Chapter 16

Ming Dynasty, Songshan School, Houshan Cliff.

Linghu stared at the old man with white hair like snow in front of him, and respectfully said: “Wind senior, you called Junior here, why?”

The white-haired old man turned around. An extremely resolute face was revealed, and it was Jianzong Huashan who had a clear wind.

As a veteran of the Huashan School, Feng Qingyang should be famous in the world, but for various reasons, he is not known to the outside world.

Even now, there are no more than ten people in the entire Ming Dynasty who know the existence of Feng Qingyang.

“Chong’er, what do you think of the situation today?”

Feng Qingyang said slowly.

“What’s the situation today?”

Linghu frowned and said seriously: “Junior believes that today is the critical moment for my Five Sacred Swords to survive.”

“Then what are you going to do?” Feng Qingyang continued.

“Junior believes that after today, the Five Mountains Sword Sect will fall apart.”

“Junior’s strength is limited, all he can do is try his best to preserve the Huashan faction and Hengshan faction.”

Linghu grinned wryly.

“The Five Mountains Sword Sect, which has been in existence for hundreds of years, can it be destroyed?”

“Today’s catastrophe is nothing but a behind-the-scenes Zuo Lengchan.”

“As long as he is killed, those demons will naturally retreat.”

“However, when Zuo Lengchan died, the Wuyue Sword Sect was bound to have more disputes.”

“Chong’er, I want you to become the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains and completely end the disputes between the Five Sacred Mountains Sword Sect.”

Feng Qingyang said with a torch.

“Let me become the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains? This… Junior can’t afford it. Even if he wants to choose a new leader, it should be my Master Yue Buqun.”

Linghu Chong shook his head repeatedly and refused.

He knew that Yue Buqun’s obsession with the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains was completely unwilling to fight.

What’s more, he himself is not the kind of person who is keen on rights.

“Ugh!”

“Yue Buqun has been abandoned.”

“The old man once watched him practice sword, that number is not Huashan Sword Technique at all.”

“On the contrary, it is somewhat similar to Lin’s “Bixie Swordsmanship”.”

“There is no cure for the evil spirit.”

Feng Qingyang let out a sigh.

“Master has practiced Bixie swordsmanship?”

Linghu showed a look of surprise.

He naturally knew the harm of “Bixie Swordsmanship”, and even the Lin family did not want to practice it anymore, which shows its evil nature.

“Chong’er, your current strength has surpassed Yue Buqun and Zuo Lengchan.”

“You are the only one who can save the Wuyue Sword Sect.”

Feng Qingyang said word by word.

“this……”

Linghu showed hesitation.

He really didn’t want to take up this important task, but he also understood that if he did not stand up, the Five Mountains Sword Sect would fall apart and more people would die.

After thinking for a while, Linghu Chong finally made up his mind and said solemnly: “Junior understands.”

“Good! Good! As long as you understand!”

Feng Qingyang laughed, showing a relieved expression.

Linghu glanced at the bottom of the mountain, frowning and said: “At this time, I am afraid that some powerful people have already rushed to Mount Song.”

“You don’t have to worry about this, the old man will block him alone.”

“Over the years, every day I feel excessively guilty.”

“The Huashan Sword Sect no longer exists, and I am still alive. This is a kind of suffering.”

“If I could die here, it would be a relief for me.”

Feng Qingyang looked through the vicissitudes of the world, jumped and flew directly down the cliff.

At this moment, the breath of Ascension reached its ultimate limit, entering the realm of the sword god.

At this moment, he is the sword god, and he is the incarnation of the ‘sword’.

Dugu nine swords, one sword crosses the sky!

The pale blue Sword Ray cuts through the sky, like ripples on the surface of a lake, sweeping towards the powerful on the mountainside with lightning speed.

“careful!”

Ximen Chuuxue felt this powerful and pure Sword intent, and instantly rushed in front of Lu Xiaofeng.

The long sword slammed out of its sheath, and the breath of the sword god was purged.

“boom!”

The two Sword Rays collided fiercely, making an earth-shattering roar.

Lu Xiaofeng, who had already rushed to the front, was only swept away by the aftermath of the collision, and there was an illusion that his internal organs were shifting, and he spouted a mouthful of blood.

“Lu Xiaofeng, are you okay?”

Huaman Loufei was in front of him, catching Lu Xiaofeng who was flying upside down, a look of shock flashed across his face.

Only the aftermath of the collision of Sword Qi is so powerful, then how strong should this person with the sword be?

“This person’s swordsmanship is not under me. More importantly, he has a will to die. If you put it together, my chances of winning are not high.”

Ximen Chuuxue returned the sword into its sheath, and said in a deep voice.

A sword god with a belief in death, the power of sword strokes doubles Ascension.

If Ximen Chuuxue didn’t want to fight hard, the battle would fall into the next level, and even if he won, it would be a miserable victory.

“When did the Five Mountains Sword Sect have such a powerful master?”

Sikong said in a puzzled way.

Lu Xiaofeng wiped off the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and sighed: “This is broken. This person wants to use his own life to hold the masters from all walks of life, we can’t get up.”

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, he didn’t want to fight with a sword god just to make a mere two hundred heavenly chances.

To the southeast, the marching net and his party suddenly stopped.

The True Gang Sword Slave, the first of the Six Sword Slaves, took a step forward, and the True Gang sword in his hand was unsheathed and a Sword Ray was drawn.

“boom!”

This Sword Ray came first, and hit the Sword Ray with a clear breeze, causing a cloud of smoke.

“Oh? I didn’t expect the Five Mountains Sword Sect to have such powerful people.”

An unexpected color flashed across Zhao Gao’s face, he was a little pensive, and did not move on.

He is not jealous of the clear wind, but jealous of Yuan Tiangang.

Yuan Tiangang, the leader of bad people!

This is a formidable enemy that he is not sure that he will win.

In a foreign country, he didn’t want to fight with bad people too soon.

To the southwest, the bad guys also felt this strong Sword intent and stopped.

“Huh!”

The Sword intent was like a rainbow, approaching in an instant.

Yuan Tiangang stayed still, holding one hand behind his back, and grabbing forward with the other hand.

“Rumble…”

A burst of noise resounded from all directions.

Sword Ray, the horror of the wind, was broken by Yuan Tiangang with one hand.

“Boss, this Five Sacred Sword Sect seems to have a stubborn stubborn stubborn stubbornness, shall we continue to go up?”

Shangguan Yunque, one of the 36 lieutenants of the bad person, stepped forward and asked Yuan Tiangang.

“Forget it this time.”

Yuan Tiangang made a hoarse voice.

He also didn’t want to fight against the Ranet organization.

Not to mention the unfathomable Zhao Gao, just the six-handed sword in the hands of the Six Sword Slave gave him a very dangerous feeling.

To the northwest, the Tianxiahui disciple suddenly stopped under Nie Feng’s gesture.

Bu Jingyun has already soared into the air, and Sword Ray slashed down vertically, like the wolf smoke in the desert, and instantly swallowed the breezy Sword Ray.

“This person is very strong!”

Nie Feng made a judgment.

To the northeast, Duan Tianya’s calm face was slightly startled, and the saber around his waist was instantly unsheathed.

The gorgeous Sword Ray cut through half of the sky and also blocked this deadly sword.

“Dare to ask your name?”

Duan Tianya gave a long whistle, telling everyone’s heart.

One person, one sword, blocking the five powerful enemies, no matter who this person is, he will be famous all over the world.

After a short while, an old voice echoed inside and outside Song Mountain.

“Old man, Huashan Jianzong, the wind is clear and clear!”.