Wandering the Immortals and Martial Heavens

A negligence just now caused Feng Qingyang to suffer a loss, and now he still feels his physical strength and blood surging.

He has lived for such a long time, and he has never experienced any big wind and waves. Although he was knocked back by Jing Zhou's sword at this time, he didn't think he would lose.He hasn't used Dugu Nine Swords yet!

This kind of swordsmanship pays attention to finding the enemy's weak point and attacking the places where they must be saved. The exquisiteness of the swordsmanship, Feng Qingyang thinks it is the best in the world!

In the past, he even won the title of Sword Master with this sword technique.

As soon as the words were finished, Feng Qingyang attached the inside to the sword, and when the sword swung out, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, and several swords stabbed, and there seemed to be thousands of changes behind him, Feng Qingyang's whole body also turned into a blue shadow , using all the mysteries of Dugu Nine Swords.

"This is Xiao Daoer, playing tricks and playing tricks!"

Jing Zhou now also wants to see how powerful the Dugu Nine Swords is, and whether it really deserves the praise from Jiang Hu.

If Dugu seeks defeat here, Jing Zhou is still afraid of one or two, but the Dugu Nine Swords he uses in Feng Qingyang, no way!

Even if his sword is like rain!

No matter how gorgeous Feng Qingyang's sword dance is, Jing Zhou thinks he can break it quickly!

Fast, Jing Zhou's sword is fast, extremely fast, so fast that it is frightening!

Feng Qingyang thrust out a sword, he had already thrust out two swords, even if Feng Qingyang could see the flaws in his sword technique, he couldn't keep up with the speed of his sword.

The sword that Feng Qingyang thrust out had not reached Jing Zhou's face, so he was recruited back again, otherwise, he would have been killed by Jing Zhou before he could stab Jing Zhou with his sword.

Jing Zhou's sword was too fast, Feng Qingyang could only switch from offense to defense.

"Bang bang bang bang", at this time the long sword in Jing Zhou's hand turned into a white sword, following his ghostly figure, moving east and west, forward and backward, like huge waves, beating the wind clear Yang kept backing away.

"Strange, what kind of sword technique is this kid using? Why is the sword so fast? Could it be that there is a sword technique more powerful than this Dugu Nine Swords?"

At this time, Feng Qingyang, who was forced to defend, frowned, thinking about how to decipher the kid's swordsmanship in front of him.

Although this kid's swordsmanship is full of flaws, anyone in the rivers and lakes can find one or two flaws, let alone him.

Although he could see many flaws in Jing Zhou's sword technique, it was just that Jing Zhou's sword was too fast, as soon as he pierced through one of Jing Zhou's flaws, Jing Zhou's other sword came again immediately.

As soon as one sword is destroyed, another sword is born again, as if it is endless.

Now, for the first time in his heart, he had doubts about Dugu Nine Swords.

He can't compete with Jing Zhou inside, and Jing Zhou's swordsmanship is even higher than him.

The broken sword in Dugu Nine Swords, in his hands at this time, can't show its previous power.

"Old man, isn't your Dugu Nine Swords defenseless? Now you are like an old turtle. If Dugu Qiubai finds out, will you jump out of the coffin?"

The Dugu Nine Swords, which are boasted by the world, are nothing more than that in Jing Zhou's view.This sword technique is still not out of the scope of the ordinary sword.

But how can there be any saying of invincibility in any swordsmanship in the world?No matter how exquisite your sword moves are, no matter how advanced your theory is, you still can't get rid of these three words: fast, precise and ruthless.

When the vision and skills reach a certain level, the mystery of these three words can be brought into play.

At this time, even the best swordsmanship in the world cannot stop the essential gap in kung fu.

What's more, Dugu Nine Swords is just a trick. If he raised a three-foot wall of air out of thin air like a sweeping monk, if he didn't have deep internal strength, he might not be able to pierce a one-foot wall of air, so how could he hurt others?

In Jing Zhou's view, the Dugu Nine Swords can only show its power in an era when its internal strength is lonely and success or failure is judged by moves.

"Old man, you, the former sword master, can't block my dozens of moves now. It seems that your kung fu has really regressed a lot..."

"You...", Feng Qingyang heard Jing Zhou's words, except for the word "you", at this moment, he couldn't say anything else.

After blocking Jing Zhou's sword a few more times, Feng Qingyang's face no longer looked as before, and every time he raised his arm, he could feel the flesh on it trembling slightly.

He thought to himself: "No, this kid's swordsmanship is too good, if he continues to entangle, he will definitely not be his opponent. Besides, his internal strength is stronger than mine, the longer it drags on, the worse it will be."

The more Feng Qingyang hit, the more aggrieved he felt, all the subtleties of Dugu Nine Swords could not be displayed in front of Jing Zhou at this time.

In the past, when he met someone with a higher internal skill than himself, he could still use his swordsmanship to attack the enemy's weak points, but now, he couldn't even touch Jing Zhou's shadow, even if he intersected with Jing Zhou's long sword, it was just a touch. If you touch it, you will be divided, and you will not be able to display the subtlety of your swordsmanship.

Since he couldn't beat the kid in front of him, Feng Qingyang didn't bother him much, he tried his best to block Jing Zhou's sword, and retreated with the strength of Jing Zhou's sword.

The older a person is, the more he is afraid of death, and Feng Qingyang doesn't want to die on this back mountain.

He also didn't expect that the man in front of him, who looked like a double ten, could be so skilled in swordsmanship.If it drags on any longer, he's afraid that it will be folded here.

Even so, after fighting with Jing Zhou for a while, he felt a little tired in his old body.

Jing Zhou's sword is too fast, and it has a deep lining attached to it. Even if he blocks it with Dugu Nine Swords, it will take a lot of effort.

"Old man, now that you're a tortoise, you'll run away if you can't beat it? Eat me again!"

Seeing that Feng Qingyang wanted to escape, Jing Zhou kicked his left foot on the ground, and his whole body pierced towards Feng Qingyang's back like a flying arrow. Even Immortal Da Luo couldn't save him.

Hearing the sound of the long sword piercing the air behind him, Feng Qingyang didn't dare to be careless, while fleeing forward, he swung his sword back distractedly to resist.

He really planned to use the strength of Jing Zhou's sword to widen the distance between him and Jing Zhou.

"Ah!" At the moment when he blocked Jing Zhou's long sword, Feng Qingyang felt a bite on his neck, and instantly a heart-rending pain spread from his neck to his brain.

"You, you, you are deceitful! Demon cult monster, despicable and shameless!"

Only then did Feng Qingyang see a red light flying back to Jing Zhou's wrist, and he fixed his eyes, and it turned out to be a big bloody centipede.

He didn't notice it in the cave before, but now he saw this centipede, all he had seen in the past were red-headed and black-backed centipedes, where had he seen this kind of blood-like centipede?

A cold air rose from Feng Qingyang's feet, just by looking at the color, he knew it was a highly poisonous substance.

"Old things really get more and more confused as they get older. You say that I am a member of the Demon Cult, and you still don't allow me to cheat? After living in vain for decades, don't you know the weirdness of the way of warfare? Come to think of it, your whole life, They all lived on pigs!"

"Oh, that's right, you are an old man, and you don't know a few who can't read big characters."

At this time, Jing Zhou felt like a big villain in his heart, and everyone said that the villain died because of talking too much. When he saw Feng Qingyang's face turned purple, his face was sweating, and his whole body was trembling, he didn't mind talking to this old guy.

He wanted to see who else could save Feng Qingyang at this time.

Just a few big cats and kittens in Huashan, how can they threaten him!

This villain, he has made up his mind, who can do anything to him!

Now he finally knows why the villain loves to talk, and that feeling is just one word, "Excellent!".

In front of the enemy, watching him constantly fall into despair, that feeling, I can't control my words at all.

Before he knew it, a lot of words came to his lips, and he said:

"My centipede is a different species. It is very miraculous. You can see it today, old man. It is considered lucky to die at the hands of this centipede."

"Even if others are dead, they may not be able to see this centipede. You said that you have cultivated for many lifetimes to cultivate the blessings, but you don't know how long your internal strength of nearly one year can last."