Tianfenbao

Chapter 89 Routine, see also Routine

Every time Yue Buqun's light kung fu like a ghost makes Feng Qingyang hard to guard against. This is not Huashan school's kung fu at all.

While speaking, Feng Qingyang's eyes also intentionally or unintentionally cast between Yue Buqun's legs.

"The fairy teacher is right, never reason with an idiot, because he will bring your IQ to the same level as his, and then use his rich experience to defeat you... But my Huashan sect is full of people, how can I allow you Splash dirty water on me wantonly! No way, I want to justify myself!"

"Don't be ignorant and personality! The evil sword manual is like a treasure in your eyes, but it is worthless in my eyes! Shan'er, Lao Denuo, tell you Uncle Feng Qingyang Feng, what martial arts does this seat use ?”

"Father's movement method uses the Fengshen legs, and he uses three of them: catching wind and shadow, strong grass in the wind, and violent storm. Daddy, am I right?"

"Master, although this disciple has never practiced the cloud-dispelling palm, I can also see that the master uses the two styles of flowing water and clouds in the cloud-dispelling palm and turning clouds and rain."

"Shan'er is right. De Nuo has good eyesight. Although you can't practice the cloud-dispelling palm, you must learn the Fengshen's legs of catching wind and shadows. Not only the two of them but also you, this style of catching wind and shadows must be practiced, and you must practice it to perfection. After learning this style, even if you can't beat the enemy, you can still outrun the enemy, and then you will be invincible! Can you understand?" Yue Buqun didn't pay attention to Feng Qingyang at all, now Played teaching.

"Yes, Master!" Everyone led by Liang Fa said in unison, and at the same time their faces were filled with joy. Such magical skills that are so turbulent and have strange phenomena in the world are simply unheard of. Now that they can actually learn it, how can everyone not be happy.

"The cloud-dispelling palm and Fengshen legs are superb martial arts, but these alone can't take away the Dugu Nine Swords." Feng Qingyang holds the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword hangs down, pointing obliquely at the ground, with a pair of "a sword in hand, I have the image of a lonely master.

"I will convince you." Yue Buqun became more confident as he fought, "My son-in-law, borrow a sword!"

Lin Pingzhi immediately took off his "Blood Drinking Sword" and handed it to Yue Buqun.Since Lin Pingzhi practiced the Six Art of Aohan, how could he not have the Blood Drinking Knife Knife? Yang Xin simply discovered the coldest thing in the world - the Blood Drinking Knife Knife in the treasure distribution system.

"Excellent knife!" Yue Buqun swung the blood-drinking mad knife lightly, exclaimed in admiration, and said at the same time: "My son-in-law, look after it, let's see how my father uses this six tactics of proud cold."

"Aohan Liujue, such a domineering name!" Feng Qingyang's heart trembled, and he said in a cold voice: "The dignified head of the Huashan Sword School actually abandons the sword and uses a knife. Ancestors and ancestors."

"Ignorance! I, Yue Buqun, have acted all my life, why do I need to explain to others! It's okay to tell you, my Huashan school has never been a sword sect. I used to be a Huashan sect, but now I am a Huashan fairy sect! Stop talking nonsense and watch the tricks!"

"A chilling glance!"

Cold Jue, Domineering Jue, a straight cut!

Yue Buqun stood up with his Fengshen leg and used his Catch the Wind and Shadow, Yue Buqun leaped into the air, condescending, and slashed down with all his strength, without hesitation and unparalleled arrogance.

Yue Buqun was holding the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword. Although his attack range was only a little, the energy of the sword had blocked all Feng Qing's escape routes. Feng Qingyang had to take it even if he didn't, and he had to take it even if he didn't!
"Sword Qi!" Feng Qingyang's complexion changed drastically. He thought that with a sword in his hand, he could have it all over the world, but he didn't expect that Yue Buqun's martial arts had already reached such a level. It is clear and clear, and it faintly has the meaning of the martial arts myth hundreds of years ago when the martial arts was in its heyday.

"Breaking Qi Style!" Feng Qingyang squinted his eyes, and instantly found the three weak points of the sword light, stabbing with the long sword in his hand, stabbing at its weak points repeatedly, one point, two points, and finally Feng Qingyang twisted his round sword, offering the front The strength of the two weak points of the knife light is used to strike the last point of the knife light, and the sword style faintly has the meaning of Taiji's strength and force.

The light of the sword was broken, and the blood-drinking frantic sword struck.Although Feng Qingyang broke the light of the blade, he couldn't break the blade that was coming straight at him.

Yue Buqun's frightening glance was too simple and direct, and the move was extremely fast. After Feng Qingyang hastily cracked the sword light with all his strength, he had no time to perform the broken knife pose at all. Yue Buqun's only way to attack is to hit hard.

Point of sword versus blade.

Feng Qingyang felt a huge force coming towards him, and the fine steel sword in his hand was actually cut into two by the Blood-Drinking Kuangdao. The force of the sword continued unabated and came straight towards his body. Feng Qingyang had no choice but to just Even if Feng Qingyang was able to abandon the sword, he was forced to retreat by this huge force, and he retreated seven steps.

The sword in Feng Qingyang's hand had already been chopped into pieces, and he knew that Wujian was not Yue Buqun's opponent at all. Seeing that he had been forced to retreat to Liang Fa's side, Feng Qingyang didn't care so much, so he raised his hand and sucked it. The sword was sucked into Feng Qingyang's hand.Feng Qingyang once again held a sword in his hand, swung his long sword horizontally, and assumed a defensive posture to prevent Yue Buqun from chasing after the victory.

However, Yue Buqun didn't expect that Yue Buqun didn't attack at all, but just lightly swung the Blood Drinking Knife into Lin Pingzhi's scabbard very precisely, and started the on-site teaching, "My son-in-law, This is the shocking glance of Aohan Liujue, Han Jue, Domineering Jue, and a straightforward knife. Don't think about those messy things, and don't think about breaking tricks. Remember! Masters fight, life and death are the key In an instant, raising your hand is a knife, as long as you are fast, fast enough!"

"A glance in shock, hearing thunder in a silent place, and seeing flowers in a colorless place, this is the essence of a glance in shock!" Yue Buqun talked eloquently, and everyone was attracted by his words.

Except for Yang Xin, no one saw Yue Buqun's slightly trembling hands. Yang Xin was slightly amused and vaguely felt a smell called "routine"~
Sure enough, Yue Buqun's next performance verified Yang Xin's guess.

"Yue Buqun, what do you mean? Is it even better?!" Seeing that Yue Buqun didn't intend to do anything again, Feng Qingyang said angrily.

"What do you mean? Uncle Feng, you still say that this is the sword technique of warding off evil? This is a self-defense skill bestowed on my son-in-law Pingzhi by the immortal master's pity. As the name suggests, the six tactics of Aohan are divided into six styles: Glance at the Cold, Frozen Three Feet, Red Apricot in the Snow, Young Peach Branches, Treading the Snow to Find Plums, Cold Blade and Bingxin, each of which is several times more powerful than the previous one , Uncle Feng, are you sure you will fight on this occasion?" Yue Buqun said lightly.

Feng Qingyang was suffocated, it was really not easy to continue the fight at this time, guarding the face of so many disciples, it was fine if he won, but if he lost, thinking of this, Feng Qingyang shook his sword-holding hand, once again in his heart He sighed, "My sword heart is still not strong enough!"

Feng Qingyang could never have imagined that the treacherous and cunning Yue Buqun appeared calm on the surface, but in fact he was already at the end of his strength, and his internal strength had already been exhausted...

(End of this chapter)