Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 130 In the state of concentration, it is rare to meet an opponent

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Yang Fei became impatient, which showed that he attached great importance to this matter in his heart.

What's more, Yang Ming scolded him in front of so many people, which made Yang Fei feel ashamed.

"I'm clearly thinking about the overall situation and keeping hope for my Yang family in Qingzhou..."

Before Yang Fei finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Ming.

"It's a bunch of nonsense, you colluded with foreign thieves, ruined my Yang family's foundation, and everyone knows it."

Yang Ming's true energy is much stronger than Yang Fei's, and his speaking momentum is also different, directly suppressing Yang Fei's words.

Yang Fei blushed anxiously, but didn't know how to refute for a while.

He has always been full of arrogance, but his ability to resist pressure is really average, and he pays too much attention to face.

In terms of eloquence, he couldn't even catch up with Yang Ming, so he blushed for a while.

Seeing this, Huangfu Rui sighed inwardly.

But in front of so many people, I can't let my junior lose face.

If you don't mention the troubles caused by Yang Fei's background, in fact, Master Zuo Lengchan still likes Yang Fei as an apprentice, and he must protect him.

Thinking of this, Huangfu Rui took a step forward.

"Yang Ming, since Junior Brother Yang Fei is already a disciple of my Songshan Sect, this matter is not just a private matter between the two of you, it's right and wrong. Afterwards, Master and the old man will definitely give you an explanation."

"But now, the great enemy is in front of us, if you mess around and give the Demon Cult demons an opportunity, then you will be helping the evildoers."

As expected of Zuo Lengchan's disciple, his words immediately threw another burden on Yang Ming.

It implied that if he insisted on finding trouble with Yang Fei now, it would be to help the demons of the Demon Cult.

But Yang Ming doesn't like this at all.

"Hmph, what you said is unreasonable. Back when I was killing demon cult monsters in Liu Zhengfeng's residence, Lu Bai and Le Hou of your Songshan sect ran away with their heads in their hands. what?"

"You! How dare you insult the two uncles..."

Around, a group of Songshan sect disciples were unhappy, and immediately shouted.

But Huang Fu Rui's face was a little embarrassed.

Others didn't know that, as Zuo Lengchan's second disciple, he had heard about what happened in Liu Zhengfeng's residence, and of course he knew that what he said was true, so he was a little emboldened for a while.

Yang Ming ignored him, but looked at Yang Fei.

"You stole the family-renowned saber technique Qianfeng Good Fortune Slash back then. Since you are quite confident, you should have achieved something by now. Do you dare to compete with me?"

Yang Ming's words were full of provocation.

Yang Fei was originally agitated, even unstable, but now seeing Yang Ming's provocation, he couldn't help it anymore and jumped out directly.

"Okay, let's not use other martial arts skills, just simply compete with swordsmanship to see who is the one who is truly qualified to inherit the family's swordsmanship!"

Yang Fei shouted.

He could see that now, in terms of strength and cultivation, Yang Ming was far ahead of him, and he didn't know what method this guy used to enter the country so fast.

So Yang Fei knows that he is not the opponent's opponent if he is tough on the front, but if he adds restrictions, knowledge and swordsmanship artistic conception, he is confident that he will never be weaker than the opponent.

The fierceness of Qianfeng Fortune Slash fits very well with Yang Fei's domineering and arrogant personality.

After joining the Songshan School and worshiping under Zuo Lengchan's sect, Yang Fei also received Zuo Lengchan's guidance during the process of practicing Qianfeng Good Fortune Slash.

A master of Zuo Lengchan's level is different, no matter in terms of knowledge or background, it is extraordinary.

It's just that after a casual glance, it helped Yang Fei point out the key points of Qianfeng's knives-cutting technique, and at the same time helped Yang Fei correct many mistakes.

In the process of practicing Qianfeng Good Fortune Slash, Yang Fei progressed very quickly, far exceeding his own simple self-exploration.

Even Zuo Lengchan praised Yang Fei more than once, saying that he is extremely talented in this area.

Yang Fei didn't think that Yang Ming could surpass him in simple saber techniques just by relying on his own groping.

Now it seems that it is time to play by yourself.

Thinking of this, a few traces of fire flashed in Yang Fei's eyes.

He was holding back his anger, and if he could defeat Yang Ming in public, he would vent it all out.

Yang Ming obviously also saw the little Jiujiu in Yang Fei's heart, and immediately grinned.

"Not bad, not bad, it's interesting, okay, I promise you, I won't pressure you with your cultivation, it's just a simple competition of swordsmanship."

"A word is settled!"

Yang Fei's eyes also burst out with radiance.

The precious sword in his hand has already started to tremble slightly, which means that Yang Fei's own saber intent has begun to react.

Beside, Huang Furui didn't have time to stop it.

The two asked and answered, it was too fast, and they couldn't get in the conversation.

Huangfu Rui sighed inwardly, he clearly wanted to help protect Yang Fei, but he didn't expect that his junior brother would take the initiative to send him up.

Now it's a little difficult for him to stir up the water.

Just now, Yang Ming was kidnapped with morality, but now, everyone is watching, and Yang Fei agrees to compete with the other party.

And judging by the appearance of this junior brother, even a few cows may not be able to pull them back.

Yang Fei didn't wait for others to stop him or say anything, he had already stepped forward.

At the same time, Yang Fei's figure leaped up, and rushed towards Yang Ming who was standing on the roof.

Yang Fei held the handle of the knife, and his temperament changed.

Qianfeng's saber intent swelled out, making Yang Fei feel as if he had turned into a sharp blade coming out of his body.

Go forward.

Now, everyone present stopped fighting and did not continue to fight, but watched the accident.

Especially those members of the Devil's Cult, finally found a chance to breathe and recover their vitality as much as possible.

In my heart, I was a little grateful to Yang Ming for saving me.

If it hadn't been for his sudden appearance to stir up the muddy water, these demon sect members, without reinforcements, would probably have suffered even more casualties if they were not opponents of these Songshan sect disciples.

While they generally recovered, they watched Yang Fei make his move.

As soon as this cut came out, even the members of the Devil's Cult couldn't help being amazed.

So fierce!
The leader of the Demon Cult, who was the leader, could tell at a glance that Yang Fei's saber technique was extraordinary, and said with emotion in his heart.

Yang Ming was condescending, watching Yang Fei make a move.

Yang Fei's entry is not bad, but compared with himself, it is still too far behind.

Regardless of Yang Ming's terrifying sword intent state in the eighth heaven.

That is to say, in a simple competition, Yang Fei is not his opponent.

Because the two paths are completely different.

No matter how powerful Yang Fei's saber intent is, it is still a flower growing in a greenhouse, full of dazzling and delicate aura.

But Yang Ming's saber intent, cultivated from the very beginning, has been enduring battles of all sizes.

It can be said that it was abruptly killed from various opponents.

Yang Ming watched Yang Fei attack intentionally, but did not fight back immediately.

For a moment, I saw that Yang Fei's figure was already in mid-air.

Yang Ming stared slightly.

With just a small movement, Yang Fei's saber intent suddenly froze, as if under some pressure.

In the next second, Yang Ming made a move with the Tianzhu sword.

Swish!
There was a very pleasant sound of unsheathing.

What came with this was a saber intent that was far more severe and full of killing spirit.

In comparison, Yang Fei was immediately at a disadvantage.

Yang Ming swung his knife lightly and came out.

From the looks of it, he didn't seem to use all his strength, it was just a symbolic parry.

But the saber intent popped out, and when it reached Yang Fei, it had already turned into a strong sense of oppression!
Yang Fei's figure, which had been bouncing up quickly just now, stopped abruptly in mid-air, making it difficult to survive further!
Yang Fei's entire face turned red, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

He sensed that this was not Yang Ming oppressing himself by using the gap in realm or true energy, but the suppression of a living sword intent!
How can it be!

The Qianfeng Good Fortune Slash practiced by the two came from the same sect, and Yang Fei felt more keenly than others that Yang Ming's saber intent was powerful.

He hovered in the air for a moment, trying his best but couldn't break through, finally, he let out his momentum and fell down.

Huangfu Rui saw this and wanted to step forward.

He thought that the victory and defeat had already been decided, so at worst, let his younger brother Yang Fei admit defeat, and wait until the master came to make a fuss.

But just after taking half a step, a deep groove appeared on Huangfu Rui's toes.

This startled him a lot.

Looking up, it turned out that Yang Ming released a saber energy and hit him precisely in front of his toes.

This was really too thrilling, Huang Furui realized it later, and was frightened into a cold sweat.

If he took another step forward, or if Yang Ming missed a little bit, the soles of his feet would probably have been cracked.

Huang Furui's heart was pounding, but it was too late to stop Yang Fei.

Yang Fei landed, just touched the ground with his toes, and bounced up again.

As long as he breaks through to the same height as Yang Ming, he will win.

But how could Yang Ming make him happy?

Just a few fingers, the knife in your hand moves with your heart.

Swiping is a burst of sharp knives.

Yang Fei also made moves.

But at this time, the defect of the simplified version of Qianfeng Good Fortune Slash that Yang Fei practiced was revealed.

The two competed with swordsmanship, and Yang Fei was completely defeated, so he wanted to compete with swordsmanship.

Logically speaking, both of them have the same level of sword moves, so there should be nothing they can do about each other.

But it was only after fighting each other that Yang Ming's sword moves were extremely smooth.

And every move is just right to restrain Yang Fei's shots steadily.

Yang Fei attacked with all his strength, and Yang Ming responded casually.

The two judged each other.

How can this be?

Yang Fei noticed that Yang Ming's sword moves were more subtle and powerful, which made him feel like a ghost.

He continued to attack unbelievingly, but no matter how hard he tried, when he rushed into the air, he would be beaten down by Yang Ming again.

Without exception.

And the confrontation between the two has gradually become fierce. Only Yang Fei's rising and falling figure can be seen clearly, and most people can't understand the details of his shots.

The two fought swordsmanship, whether it was the disciples of the Songshan School or the members of the Devil's Cult, they all became more and more surprised and opened their mouths wide.

Huangfu Rui was shocked.

He didn't know much about Junior Brother Yang Fei, he thought that since Yang Fei started late, no matter how talented he was, he couldn't surpass him.

But now I find that Yang Fei's strength is far beyond his imagination!
The other Songshan sect disciples were also beating drums in their hearts.

It was the first time for them to see such a fierce and fierce saber technique, and they couldn't help asking themselves.

If you face this kind of knife wind by yourself, can you bear it?

But the results of everyone's thinking are very pessimistic.

Not to mention Yang Ming, even Yang Fei and the others couldn't handle it.

And the members of the Devil's Cult were so absorbed in watching that they even forgot that they were in a dangerous situation for a while.

Qianfeng Good Fortune Slash, so powerful!

The upper limit shown by Yang Ming and Yang Fei alone is already very impressive.

Just imagine, how powerful the ancestors of the Yang family were when they used this saber technique to fight all over the four states and establish a foundation?

It's simply imaginative.

It seems that it is not unreasonable for the Yang family in Qingzhou to create a huge foundation and pass it on for four generations!
Everyone is emotional.

But in stark contrast to them was Yang Fei.

Yang Fei's eyeballs almost popped out.

He shot one after another, and the strength that broke out at this time has far exceeded his own limit.

But Yang Ming was like a high wall, standing motionless in front of him, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake it.

Yang Fei has begun to gradually become pessimistic.

The current situation seems to be a true portrayal of the situation of the two of them.

Yang Fei refused to admit defeat and did not believe in fate. He wanted to prove that he should be the next Patriarch of the Yang family.

But no matter how hard he put in, Yang Ming just stood in front of him like this, making his attacks come back without success time and time again.

It seemed that everything he did was so ridiculous.

Yang Fei raised his head unwillingly and looked up.

He happened to see Yang Ming's eyes looking down. In his eyes, there was a bit of disdain and sarcasm mixed with silence.

Yang Fei felt his scalp go numb, and he couldn't vent his anger.

But as his mood became pessimistic, the initial momentum gradually lost, and the strength of the impact became weaker and weaker.

Yang Ming sighed and shook his head.

"Weak, too weak!"

Yang Ming's voice clearly reached Yang Fei's ears.

What he said was right, Yang Fei had good aptitude, but because of his high self-esteem, it became his shackles.

Excessive pursuit of face and perfection made him strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

He just defended against the opponent's attack, and before he officially fought back, Yang Fei himself was already pessimistic and was about to collapse.

Simply ridiculous!
If he were to face other more powerful enemies, this mentality would greatly restrict Yang Fei's upper limit.

"It turns out that you can't do it!"

Yang Fei once again hit Yang Fei's self-esteem with one sentence.

At the same time, the knife in Yang Ming's hand fell.

Yang Fei fell down and hit the ground heavily.

boom!
A big hole was smashed out on the ground, and at the same time, Yang Fei's body was deeply embedded in it, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Yang Ming just slashed, and Yang Fei completely lost the ability to resist.

This terrifying strength shocked everyone present!

Yang Ming, that's amazing!

Huang Furui watched this scene in disbelief.

He had a feeling that in the energy-gathering state and the concentration state, it was already difficult to find a martial artist of the same level as Yang Ming!

In the past, they had all heard Yang Ming's name more or less, but now, they intuitively saw how terrifying Yang Ming's strength is!
"Senior brother!"

Huangfu Rui cried out in shock, he couldn't tell whether Yang Fei was dead or alive.

"This son is my Yang family's rebellion. It has nothing to do with you. If you dare to intervene, don't blame Yang for being rude."

Yang Ming's voice came coldly.

(End of this chapter)