I am an ancestor in Wanjie

Chapter 46
With his swordsmanship, if he wanted to win, he could only overwhelm him with skill.

Those who can achieve this step are estimated to be no more than five fingers present, and only a few masters have a chance.

"I, Yu Canghai, am willing to give it a try!"

But not everyone is self-aware, and some people stand up.

Not only him, Zuo Lengchan also had his own ideas.

When Yang Chen came over from Yunv Peak, several top experts had already been preliminarily determined on the scene.

Not surprisingly, Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun, Fang Zheng and Chongxu stood out from the crowd.

Yu Canghai was hanged and beaten by Linghu Chong, and Zuo Lengchan was also defeated by Linghu Chong's sword. At this moment, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he wanted to hide.

"Everyone, since the people from the Devil's Cult have not come yet, let's start first."

Yang Chen jumped and landed lightly on the ground, and continued: "This old man is going to win the title of No. [-] in the world, so he has the cheek to be the leader of Huashan Mountain and accept everyone's challenge."

As soon as these words came out, everyone watching the theater in the square boiled like boiling water, looking at Yang Chen excitedly.

"Senior Feng is really domineering. This is preparing to defeat all the top experts alone!"

"This courage is rare in the world."

"If you can do it, the number one in the world is none other than Senior Feng."

"I don't think it's that easy. After all, Senior Feng is old and frail, and he can't compare with the masters who are in their prime. They are not suitable for wheel battles."

Some admired it, some doubted it, and no one dared to underestimate it.

To be able to say this with confidence, even the four masters present could not do it.

"Amitabha, I have admired Senior's Dugu Nine Swords for a long time, but now I am struggling with it, I hope Senior can enlighten me."

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together, and was actually the first person to challenge Yang Chen.

Yang Chen knew that this monk had no intention of competing for the first place, but simply wanted to compete with him.

"Please."

He gladly took it, and didn't go to get any saber, which made Fang Zheng hesitate.

"You go ahead, you don't need a weapon, and the old man naturally doesn't need it either."

Yang Chen smiled, he stepped into the realm of no sword, under normal circumstances, he really didn't need a weapon.

"It seems that the swordsmanship of the senior has returned to the basics. It is an honor for me to ask for advice. I have offended you!"

Master Fang Zheng waved his long sleeves and raised his hand to shoot. It didn't look like much power, but in fact, his strength was restrained, enough to shatter a stone.

The key is the change contained in this palm. With a slight shake, the palm shadow immediately fissions, one turns into two, and then turns into four... In the blink of an eye, 32 palm shadows are flying, covering the entire space.

"Good palm!"

Yang Chen's eyes lit up, this palm technique has many changes, and it is similar to Dugu Nine Swords.

However, he saw through the illusion and knew the law of the other party's changes. With a single point, he just touched Fang Zheng's palm and broke all the phantoms.

Fang Zheng's palm technique was broken, and he quickly withdrew his palm. He felt a tingling pain in his palm, as if someone had stabbed his palm with a sword. As a sword, my thousand-handed Tathagata Palm is far behind."

"It's just a point to break the surface, it's not very powerful."

Yang Chen smiled modestly. Since the stone slab was engraved for several months, his true energy is indeed very concentrated, and can be released from his hands like sword energy.

"That's good, I'm not as good as my predecessors, so I just admit defeat."

Master Fangzheng didn't make any more moves. His Thousand Hands Tathagata palm was broken with one finger. He knew how big the gap was.

"Is this the end?"

"I haven't watched it for fun, shouldn't I learn a lot of tricks?"

"What do you know, when a master fights, the victory or defeat is in an instant."

A group of people became lively again, excitedly discussing the matter in front of them.

"Senior, you are making a fool of yourself!"

Daoist Chongxu came over, holding a long sword in his hand.

He thought it was impossible to beat Yang Chen, but his admiration for this senior's swordsmanship made him want to go all out and experience it for himself.

The light of the sword in his hand turned into yin and yang in an instant, which contained infinite changes.

Yang Chen knew that the characteristics of this Taiji swordsmanship were based on the changes of Yin and Yang in Taiji, and it had some similarities with the Thousand Hand Tathagata Palm.

The way to break it is still to break it before it changes completely, so it is naturally difficult to continue to evolve.

Broken Sword!
Yang Chen's finger was surrounded by purple air, and it struck the back of Taoist Chongxu's sword like lightning.

His fingers are strong enough to carve stones without getting hurt, and naturally he is not afraid of colliding with the back of the sword.

With a soft sound, Taoist Chongxu only felt that all his moves were cut off, the strength on his sword disappeared, and he couldn't hold the long sword in his hand.

call out.

The saber slipped and stuck on the ground beside it.

Everyone stared in a daze.

This senior actually used his fleshy fingers to fly Taoist Chongxu's sword away.

This is obviously more difficult than breaking the palm with the fingers just now.

Taoist Chongxu looked at his sword with a complicated expression, sighed, stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Senior Feng's swordsmanship is already superb, and the poor Taoist is far behind."

It was also a one-stroke defeat, he was defeated with a sword, half a point worse than Master Fangzheng.

Consecutively defeating the two top experts was all done with one move, and everyone basically understood how powerful this Feng Qingyang was.

What old age and frailty, who can compare with his skill and swordsmanship?

"Assignment."

Yang Chen smiled modestly.

It's normal that Fang Zheng and Chongxu couldn't beat him.

In the swordsmanship competition, Dugu Nine Swords randomly crushed the two moves, not to mention the special breaking palm style and breaking sword style.

In terms of skill, his century-old skill is not as good as the two of them combined.

Not to mention that he practiced his sword fingers with carved stones every day, his strength can easily penetrate three points, and he also comprehended the true meaning of quickness in the evil sword technique, the gap between the two of them and him was even greater.

Not to mention the two, even adding Linghu Chong and Yue Buqun, it would be difficult to defeat him.

The only one who can rival him now is Dongfang Invincible.

After all, Dongfang Bubai can still gain the upper hand with the four masters of Ren Woxing, Linghu Chong, Xiang Wentian and Shangguan Yun.

If Ren Yingying hadn't hijacked her male favourite, Yang Lianting, to distract Dongfang Bubai and reveal his flaws, it would have been difficult for the four of them to kill him together.

Thinking of this, he looked down the mountain.

If Dongfang Bubai doesn't want to lose face of the Sun Moon God Sect, he must come today.

But this kind of people like to appear last, and they haven't come here yet.

It was the ambitious Ren Woxing who didn't come over in a hurry, which made him a little wary.

"It's still early, nephew, nephew grand, let's do it."

Yang Chen was not going to be idle, so he spoke to Linghu Chong and Yue Buqun.

"Master's swordsmanship is superb, this junior is not an opponent, so he is willing to admit defeat."

Yue Buqun answered hastily.

"The junior also admit defeat."

Linghu Chong followed suit.

"What's the hurry, even if you are not the old man on the phone, this is a rare opportunity to learn from each other, come on, let's go together and let everyone experience the Dugu Nine Swords."

Yang Chen spoke loudly, and drew out a sword for the first time.

This lifted everyone's spirits and watched intently.

Yue Buqun thought that showing Dugu Nine Swords would further consolidate their reputation, so he agreed.

"Uncle Master, offended!"

His eyes flickered, and the words came out, piercing Yang Chen's chest.

(End of this chapter)