Zongwu: The villain simulator, all the heroines are here

I will pass on his unique knowledge to you now, so you can compare and see which one is stronger!

Watch it, this is the 'Dugu Nine Swords' created by the sword demon Dugu Qiubai! "

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Chapter 51

Feng Qingyang's decision made Bai Yu speechless for a while.

Probably, this is the real hero.

There is only martial arts in my heart, only the ultimate pursuit of swordsmanship,

Nothing will be his shackles.

Even if Bai Yu was still facing him life and death just now, he didn't care at all.

"Boy, look carefully. I will only teach you the Dugu Nine Swords once. For you, it is a chance. If you succeed in practicing it in the future, come here and burn two sticks of incense for me!"

After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, he stood up, picked up a branch, and started to demonstrate.

I saw that sometimes his movements are graceful and unrestrained, as if dancing lightly; sometimes he is ugly and clumsy like an old woman carrying a burden;

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes full of loopholes, sometimes tight.

Bai Yu was very puzzled at first, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt the profoundness of this sword technique.

It seems that there is no move, but in fact every movement contains sword intent.

Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship has completely reached the realm of winning without moves.

Moreover, Bai Yu could tell that Feng Qingyang was showing off his skills.Sure enough, after a few moves, Feng Qingyang's movements slowed down and became orderly.

Bai Yu understood that this was the fixed move of Dugu Nine Swords.

The reason why Feng Qingyang did this was to remind him that if he only practiced fixed moves, he would never want to learn Dugu Nine Swords, let alone become a sword master.

After a while, Feng Qingyang stopped and stood on the spot.

He has a calm demeanor and smiles like a spring breeze, but his chest heaves very violently.

The body can't lie, he is already old and has been poisoned by the black blood needle, so he doesn't have much time left.

"Boy, have you seen it clearly, the old man doesn't have the energy to demonstrate it for you again."

Bai Yu nodded and said: "I see clearly, it's all printed in my mind."

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "It's useless to memorize it, what did you comprehend from my sword move just now?"

Bai Yu said lightly: "If there is no trick to win, there is a trick!"

Hearing Bai Yu's answer, Feng Qingyang couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Good boy, you are really talented. I have practiced swords for ten years before I realized this sentence. You can see it with a few glances. I didn't expect that the most talented person I met in Feng Qingyang turned out to be someone who wanted to kill My people, life is really like a dream!"

Bai Yu's heart was moved,

But in order to maintain his villain's personality, he didn't say anything.

Feng Qingyang sat down, took a deep breath, waved to Bai Yu, and said: "Come here, according to our agreement, you will show me the Qinglian Sword Art, and I will pass on the inner strength of my life to you."

"it is good."

Bai Yu walked up to Feng Qingyang, fell silent for a moment, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to Feng Qingyang, and said: "Senior taught me swordsmanship, I should kowtow to you and call you master!

Master, please receive a bow from disciple Bai Yu! "

This action immediately caused Feng Qingyang to cry,

At his age, he doesn't care about life and death at all. He cares about inheritance and the way of swordsmanship.

The young man in front of him not only gave him an inheritance, but also allowed him to hear the Tao before he died. He couldn't help but be moved.

The only pity is that this son is a member of the Demon Cult.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang smiled wryly, and laughed at himself:

"Forget it, forget it, Feng Qingyang, you stubborn old man, you have been fighting against the Devil's Cult for so many years, don't you understand that there is no difference between good and evil in this sect, the evil ones will always be human!"

Then, he smiled kindly and said to Bai Yu: "Good apprentice, get up, the master only asks you to promise one thing, if you stir up a bloody storm in the world in the future, don't tell others that you are my apprentice."

Bai Yu nodded in acquiescence, got up and sat opposite Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang mentioned the internal force, about to transfer it into Bai Yu's body, but suddenly frowned, and said: "Teacher, the internal force in your body is too complex, if I forcefully transmit the internal force to you, you may explode and die .”

But Bai Yu said: "Master, don't worry, disciples have their own destiny."

Feng Qingyang stopped talking and began to transmit internal energy.

This process lasted for more than half an hour. Bai Yu closed her eyes tightly and concentrated on receiving the internal force. She opened her eyes only when she felt that there was no more internal force pouring into her meridians.

Feng Qingyang has passed away, with a smile on his face.

Bai Yu sighed, filled with emotion in his heart.

Just about to get up, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in the dantian, which was unbearable. The next second, the majestic internal force shot out from the dantian, rushing to the eight extraordinary meridians.

Violent zhenqi erupted from his whole body, stirring up flying sand and rolling stones.

This symptom is completely insane!

Bai Yu hurriedly called the system: "The system quickly help me, I'm about to explode!"

The voice of the system came from my mind:

[Host don't worry, it won't explode, but you will experience a madness, which will be very helpful for your practice in reality.

Come on! 】

After speaking, there was no response.

Bai Yu called out a few times in her heart, even swearing, because it was so uncomfortable.

The pain and perception in the simulation are almost the same as in reality.

He sat down reluctantly, trying to calm down the restless qi in his body.

However, not only was there no effect, he also felt that his consciousness was gradually blurring and his sanity was being lost.

The desire to kill is running high!

"Is this a madness!" He was very helpless.

Seeing that her master was in such pain, Ren Yingying wanted to share it with him, but because Bai Yu's genuine energy was too strong, she couldn't get close.

Bai Yu knew that he couldn't stop the madness, so he could only shout to Ren Yingying: "Go, go far away, leave Huashan."

But Ren Yingying cried and said: "Young girl won't leave, I will stay with master forever."

Bai Yu became anxious, and shouted: "Have you forgotten, the master's order is absolute!"

Ren Yingying froze immediately. Although she was very reluctant to give up, she couldn't disobey the master's order, so she could only leave with tears in her eyes.

Not long after she left, Bai Yu completely lost her mind.

……

At this time, Huashan played Wutai.

The competition is still going on, and the lineage of Jianzong clearly has the upper hand.

Linghu Chong was even more afraid of fighting, because his master forbade him to use the sword technique of Jianzong's lineage, which was equivalent to crippling his hands and feet.

Seeing that the Qizong lineage was about to lose, the several sect masters looked at each other and smiled.

As soon as Jianzong won, they immediately captured Lin Pingzhi and forced him to reveal the whereabouts of the evil sword manual.

But at this moment,

There were screams from behind the mountain.

A Huashan disciple ran over with eyes full of horror, and said in a trembling voice: "Murderer, the murderer is coming, everyone, run, run!"

People are still wondering what's going on,

The two broken arms fell from the sky and hit the stage.

Yue Buqun looked at the severed arm and suddenly tilted his body. He recognized the sleeve on the severed arm as belonging to his daughter Yue Lingshan.

"Who, who is it!" He cried out in pain.

Ning Zezhong passed out directly.

Linghu Chong hastily sealed up the acupoints on Shi Niang's heart veins to prevent her qi and blood from attacking her heart.

Just when everyone was wondering who was killing innocent people in Huashan,

A blood shadow fell heavily from the sky...

Chapter 52

The bloody figure hit the ground heavily, everyone was stunned and backed away.

It's just because the murderous aura emanating from this blood shadow is too terrifying, and the strong smell of blood makes people want to vomit.

"Who are you!" A Shaolin monk holding a Zen staff asked sharply. He blesses with the divine voice of Buddhism, which can captivate people's hearts.

But Bai Yu, who had fallen into a mad state, was completely lost, and this method had no effect on him.

He looked at the monk with blood-red eyes, let out a low growl, and raised his hand to chop out a blood-colored sword.

The monk hastily shielded his Zen stick in front of his body to resist,

The sword energy hit the Zen staff, almost cutting the Zen staff made of Shentie into two pieces. The monk was also repelled, and he staggered for more than ten steps before standing still.

Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan School, exclaimed in surprise: "Who is this devil, and why is he using the method of the Huashan School!"

After he reminded,

It was only then that the members of the Huashan School discovered that this bloody, disheveled demon was actually Zhang Fan, a disciple of the master Yue Buqun.

They were very puzzled, Zhang Fan was obviously missing a hand and a foot, he was crippled, and his cultivation base was superficial.

The Zhang Fan in front of him has sound hands and feet, so how could he have such a high level of cultivation.

Linghu Chong picked up his junior sister's severed arm, furiously roared, "Why, Zhang Fan, tell me why!"

What responded to him was another sword energy.

Linghu Chong's eyes widened, and he recognized this sword energy as the 'Breaking Sword Style' in Dugu Nine Swords.

As the only person who had practiced Dugu Nine Swords, he knew the power of this sword, so he dodged in embarrassment while hugging his junior sister's arm.

Zuo Lengchan didn't forget to pour dirty water on the Huashan School at this time,

He sneered and scolded: "Yue Buqun, you are good at calculating and good at acting. If you are about to lose the position of head, let your apprentices make trouble, right?"

Yue Buqun was deeply saddened by the loss of his beloved daughter, and had no intention of refuting.

On the other hand, Linghu Chong was quite sensible, and shouted at the crowd: "It's a madman! If we don't work together to subdue him, more innocent people will die tragically!"

The monk also echoed: "Benefactor Linghu is right, this demon is not affected by my Buddha's voice, he has lost his mind and turned into a demon who can only kill!"

Seeing this, Zuo Lengchan couldn't say anything more, he exchanged a glance with an elder of the Songshan sect, and the other party understood, and understood that the master wanted him to take advantage of the chaos to take Lin Pingzhi away.

And the people who realized the crisis drew out their weapons one after another.

There were more than a dozen grandmasters present, and several sect masters were even close to mid-stage grandmasters.

Therefore, they didn't take a crazy Huashan disciple too seriously. After all, more than a dozen grandmasters shot together, and the grandmaster would definitely die.

Just when they surrounded the ring and were about to launch an attack, Bai Yu suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed.

This sound erupted with astonishing internal force, stirring up a gust of wind.

Afterwards, without any rules or scruples, he used Qinglian Sword Art and Dugu Nine Swords to attack everyone around him indiscriminately.

All of a sudden, sword energy shot out,

Many people who reacted slowly were hit by the sword energy, and some were injured or died.

Under the guru, almost no one was spared.

Only Zuo Lengchan used the Songshan School's unique body technique to dodge waves of sword energy, and kept approaching Bai Yu. When he was close enough, he suddenly slapped Bai Yu's back.