People are in the carving of the gods, and they get the Nine Suns Magic Art at the beginning

Yang Guo saw that Feng Qingyang's robe was free from wind, and the sword energy was raging all over his body, as if he was about to use a big move, he immediately shouted: "Senior Feng, can this junior use a weapon?"

Among the old monsters in the golden book, Feng Qingyang is the master of swordsmanship. Apart from the legendary sword demon Dugu Qiubai, in terms of lethality, Feng Qingyang is undoubtedly among the best.

After all, Dugu Nine Swords has been practiced to the point of transforming energy, it's not just bragging!

Feng Qingyang nodded slightly: "Yes!"

It is disgraceful for him to bully the small with the big, so why not let the other party use the weapon?

Yang Guo took a deep breath, told Shuang'er to take Ouyang Feng back a little further, then pulled out the Lady Sword and held it in his palm, his whole aura changed drastically in an instant.

Although it is not as good as Feng Qingyang's ability to condense the sword energy to the point where he can keep away from all living beings, but he has already reached a certain level, and it seems that he is only a short step away.

A look flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes, he thought that it would be great if he could meet this kid earlier, even if he is not a member of the Huashan sect, but if he is willing to worship himself as a teacher, it may not be impossible to pass on the Dugu Nine Swords to him.

To be able to comprehend the way of the sword to such a level at such a young age is already very extraordinary!

It seems that he is about to step into the realm of no moves to win and have moves in the true meaning of swordsmanship, but it really is the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead, making people dissatisfied with old age!

Feng Qingyang couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart, and deliberately waited for Yang Guo to get ready before making a move.

"Boy, the sword practice is good!"

While speaking, Feng Qingyang's index and middle fingers of his right hand were already close together, and with a wave of his long sleeve, a stream of condensed white air visible to the naked eye cut straight towards Yang Guo, and the thick snow on the ground flew to both sides, leaving a trail on the ground. deep ravine.

Yang Guo's heart trembled, because the injuries in his body hadn't healed, the strength he could display was only about [-]% of his peak strength, but seeing the power of Feng Qingyang's sword was really frightening, he could only concentrate the internal strength in his dantian on In this sword, the white sword energy was cut out.

Susu!

Bang!

As the sword qi intersected, the wind followed the tiger, the cloud followed the dragon, a surge of zhenqi swept around Yang Guo like a tornado in an instant.

The white snow under his feet melted, and the rocks shattered, densely packed like a spider's web, while Yang Guo held the lady sword in his hand, his arm trembled, as if a sword was slashing in the air, but there was a huge resistance in front of him, as if the next second would be He shook off his lady sword.

"Break it for me!"

Yang Guo's face turned red, the veins on his neck and forehead popped out, bloodshot eyes even appeared in his eyes, with a bang, the only trace of Nine Yang True Qi left in his dantian surged all over his body, the blade of the sword was cold and cold, boo With a soft sound, the impediment in front of him disappeared instantly, and the long sword swept across, dispelling Feng Qingyang's sword energy.

Chapter 246 I am the peak of swordsmanship

"A little bit worse? It's a pity..."

Feng Qingyang looked at the young man in front of him and sighed.

Yang Guo slashed out with a sword, cutting off Feng Qingyang's sword energy, he suddenly felt sore and weak, as if he was about to fall down.

Shuang'er at the side noticed something strange, rushed to support Yang Guo, and asked concerned: "Brother Yang, how are you doing?"

Yang Guo forced a smile on his face and said, "No problem, just a little bit out of strength!"

After finishing speaking, he sat down cross-legged, and immediately operated the Nine Suns Divine Art to restore his inner strength and true energy.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Nine Suns Divine Art made another breakthrough, otherwise it would be really difficult to block Feng Qingyang's sword that condensed the true meaning of swordsmanship.

He could clearly feel that the realm of the opponent's swordsmanship was no longer at the same level as his own.

Perhaps in a competition of internal strength, Yang Guo might not lose to the opponent, but as long as Feng Qingyang picks up the sword move, he is by no means an opponent.

He seemed to realize that he and Feng Qingyang were two levels behind in the way of swordsmanship. In terms of swordsmanship alone, even if he lost, it would not be unfair.

Feng Qingyang glanced at Yang Guo who was sitting cross-legged with approval in his eyes, greeted Hong Qigong, then moved his body and disappeared in front of everyone.

He had said beforehand, as long as the opponent can block his move, he will still go and stay, now that Yang Guo has indeed blocked his move, naturally there is no need to entangle, and he left immediately.

But Ouyang Feng, who was clamoring to teach Feng Qingyang a lesson, was sitting aside with a solemn expression, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about ways to defeat the enemy.

But after thinking for a long time, he could only shake his head and said: "If you want to defeat this white-browed old man, it's easy, as long as he doesn't hold a sword!"

Of course, if the opponent was holding a sword, he would lose more than win. After all, the opponent's attainment in swordsmanship is the best in the world, even if Wang Chongyang is alive, he will not be able to match it.

Although Hong Qigong didn't speak, but the thoughts in his heart coincided with Ouyang Feng's, he believed that no one in this world could match Feng Qingyang in terms of swordsmanship alone.

But he and Ouyang Feng each have their own housekeeping skills, if they really want to fight one-on-one, life or death is hard to say.

After all, martial arts have reached their level, and it is no longer possible to use words to discuss which is stronger or weaker.

Only through real comparison can we know the depth. After all, martial arts moves are dead, but people are alive. When fighting against each other, adapting to changes and breaking down moves is no longer limited to the competition of internal strength of moves. Perhaps a single mistake can lead to failure. Defeated, maybe even lost his life.

That's why there is a saying that a master's move is fatal.

Seeing Ouyang Feng's rare silence, Hong Qigong instinctively wanted to ridicule him, but seeing Yang Guo practicing kung fu to heal his injuries, after thinking about it, he still didn't bother him.

Ouyang Feng came back to his senses after a short moment of absence.

Shuang'er stayed by Yang Guo's side, never leaving, but without the support of Jiuyang Zhenqi, she soon felt the biting cold wind again, and her whole body trembled unceasingly.

Seeing this, Ouyang Feng shouted: "Shuang'er, come here!"

Shuang'er glanced at Yang Guo, but still walked up to Ouyang Feng and called, "Father."

Ouyang Feng asked her to sit down, and then put his palms on her shoulders, and immediately the true energy in his body was transmitted from his palms to Shuang'er's body.

"Thank you my father!"

Shuang'er said gratefully.

Ouyang Feng grinned and didn't say anything.

He loves the house and the crow, so he is naturally very concerned about Shuang'er.

In this way, about half an hour passed, Yang Guo only recovered [-]% of his strength, so he hastily stopped.

Seeing that both children were safe, he was relieved.

"Father, Shuang'er is weak, let's not stay on the mountain and suffer the cold, let's go down the mountain first?"

Yang Guo couldn't bear Shuang'er suffering here, so he suggested.

Ouyang Feng knew that before his injury healed, he would definitely not be a match for the old beggar and the white-browed old man, and he didn't want to waste his time here, as if he was about to leave with his son whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Senior Hong, come with us too!"

Yang Guo thought to himself, luckily these two old fellows didn't fight to the death together, they happened to be taken to Dasheng Pass together, to surprise Uncle Guo and the others.

There might be a scare though!

After thinking for a while, Hong Qigong agreed.

Don't look at him and Ouyang Feng sitting in a daze all the time, in fact, their internal energy is deeply rooted, even if they don't need to meditate, their internal energy can be recovered by themselves, so until now, their internal energy has recovered by [-] to [-]%, and there is no problem going down the mountain.

"Smelly toad, martial arts can't be compared! How about our foot strength?"

Hong Qigong's heart was full of evil thoughts, he looked to the side of Xi Dudao.

Sure enough, Ouyang Feng became interested, and shouted: "Can you still be afraid of you?"

While speaking, he turned a somersault and jumped down the mountain top, and then saw him turn upside down with his head up and his feet up, climbing down the rock wall with both hands, as if walking on flat ground.

It's just that this posture looks a little too ridiculous.

And that's what Hong Qigong wanted, first he laughed out loud for a while, and then he jumped down.

In fact, he doesn't care much about winning or losing, and he couldn't be happier to see this old poisonous side in embarrassment.

Seeing Hong Qigong playing tricks on Ouyang Feng, Yang Guo really didn't know what to say, he thought it would be better for these two people to meet less in the future!

Then Yang Guo hugged Shuang'er tightly, performed the lightness kung fu of Bodhidharma to cross the river with a reed, and jumped off the high cliff, his body fell sharply.

Shuang'er was startled, she hugged Yang Guo tightly involuntarily, screaming again and again.

Even though she knew that Yang Guo's lightness kung fu was very good, no matter how advanced his kung fu was, he was still a mortal body, so if he jumped like this, he wouldn't survive.

However, Yang Guo acted very calm, but he was still a little excited inside.

Crossing the river with one reed is different from the ordinary lightness kung fu of the body. It pays attention to the mysterious method of walking against the wind and crossing the river with momentum.

That day he relied on a reed pole to straddle the Mantuo Mountain Villa several miles away. He seemed to be powerful, but in fact he was more than a star and a half behind Master Bodhidharma.

With Master Bodhidharma's level of martial arts, one only needs to flick the reed lightly, and then he can take advantage of the wind and cross the river without using any force. This is the real crossing of the river with one reed.

At this moment, he jumped down from the top of Mount Hua, but he didn't use his strength. Naturally, he wanted to try what it means to take advantage of the wind.

Feeling the rapid airflow passing through his body, Yang Guo's heart also trembled, if he got out of play, it would be Barbie Q.

Seeing the sudden drop of tens of feet deep, Yang Guo didn't even comprehend it, and immediately stretched out his hand to climb on the overhanging pine tree, the powerful impact instantly snapped off the arm-thick branch.

Seeing this, Yang Guo hurriedly let go of his hand, lest the force of the shock would break his hand, and then he borrowed the momentum several times, the speed of the two people's fall gradually slowed down.

Seeing a platform shrouded in the shade of a tree a few feet away, Yang Guo stepped on the rock wall several times, jumped onto the platform, intending to rest for a while and relax his mind.

The main reason is that Shuang'er was quite frightened.

Chapter 247 The Transformed Lin Pingzhi

As soon as Yang Guo's feet landed on the ground, he suddenly heard footsteps not far away, he immediately gave Shuang'er a wink, the latter nodded slightly, covered his mouth, pressed down the fear brought by the sudden fall of the cliff, and didn't utter a word. sound.

Yang Guo has sharp eyes and ears, and quietly hid behind the shaded old trees, half a foot in front of him was a steep and towering cliff.

"Xiao Linzi, I don't need to deliver food to senior brother today, let's practice swords!"

With the sound of crisp but not greasy laughter, a series of light footsteps approached from far to near like a little rabbit.

And behind him, another voice followed closely: "Senior sister, slow down, I can't catch up with you!"

Although the person who came was panting heavily, his gait was unusually steady, his internal strength was obviously stronger than that of the girl in front, but for some reason, he held back his clumsiness and pretended to be weak.

Although Yang Guo didn't see them, he knew it was Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan just by hearing their voices.

This Lin Pingzhi seems to be a little different, compared to the day when he met in Jiangling, how did his internal strength increase so much?

Yang Guo was curious, after the two approached, he flicked his fingers behind the tree, and hit Yue Lingshan's sleeping point with a force, the latter was preparing to practice sword with Lin Pingzhi with great interest, One black, straight down.

Lin Pingzhi's expression changed, and he strode forward to support Yue Lingshan who was about to fall to the ground, looking around with a hint of panic in his eyes.

"I don't know that the master is here, and the two juniors have no intention of offending, so let's leave!"

Lin Pingzhi's expression instantly became tense, and there was a hint of fear in his pupils, as if he was trembling and guarding against something.

Yang Guo came out from behind the tree.

"It's you!"

Seeing him, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but exclaimed, looking very surprised, and at the same time, the nervousness and hesitation on his face also inexplicably disappeared a lot.

"Lin Shaoxia, long time no see!"

"Young master, remember me?"

Lin Pingzhi said slightly surprised.

He didn't seem to report his family back then, right?

Unexpectedly, this master in front of him who doesn't even look down on his master, but looks at his elder brother with special respect, will remember himself, which makes him feel a little honored.

Yang Guo said deeply, "I haven't seen you in just a few months, Lin Shaoxia's skills have improved a lot!"

"Hehe, young master..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Guo suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost, and immediately grabbed him with one hand.

Lin Pingzhi's face changed drastically, and he was able to react unexpectedly. He supported Yue Lingshan with one hand, and slanted out his palm, shooting down towards the opponent's shoulder.

"Oh? Huashan's crouching tiger palm technique is not bad!"

Yang Guowu commanded the strings, and with just a swipe on Lin Pingzhi's wrist, his whole right arm became limp and limp, even if he had enough internal strength, he couldn't lift his arm, so naturally it was useless.

Immediately afterwards, under Lin Pingzhi's restless eyes, Yang Guo's palm was firmly grasped on his shoulder, and he could no longer move his whole body.

Yang Guo secretly used his internal energy to charge towards the opponent's body, he immediately felt a dense qi coming towards him, at the same time, Lin Pingzhi's face couldn't help showing a tinge of purple.

"Zixia magic?"

Yang Guo immediately let go of the opponent.

Lin Pingzhi backed away again and again in fright, a sternness flashed in his eyes, and his face was full of fear.

Yang Guo saw through his intentions, and said with a light smile, "You don't have to be nervous, Yue Buqun and I are enemies but not friends, so naturally we won't tell him!"

Having said that, he was still a little curious about where Lin Pingzhi learned his Zixia magical skill, and could it be that he had stolen it?

After all, in the original book, Yue Buqun can steal the Lin family's evil sword manual, so why can't Lin Pingzhi steal Zixia's magic skill?

But why was he in such a hurry to steal Zixia's magical power?Could it be that he found out that Yue Buqun was not sincere towards him, but had other plans?