[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

Tan Zhao searched through his memory, and finally found out the long-standing gossip, which was... the gossip of the old man Zhang Zhenren.This gossip is still my own.

When old man Zhang was still a young man, he met Guo Xiang when he first came out of the rivers and lakes.Among them, love, hatred, and hatred, Tan Zhao doesn't know much about it, but he has heard it a little bit.In the past, Guo Xiang, the founding heroine of the Emei School, had some ties to old man Zhang, but it's a pity that the goddess has another god, and this god is Yang Guo.

"Huashan, that's where she saw him for the last time."

The old man had lived to an old age, and obviously he had already seen it through, but the sigh was still hard to hide. Tan Zhao thought of it, and felt that the world was karma, which was very strange.

Although he didn't know much about love, Tan Zhao guessed that old man Zhang must have been to Huashan later, and he might have found something, otherwise he would never be so sad.But speaking of it, who would have dared to establish a sect in Huashan in the past? Where is the status of Huashan in discussing swords?Right now, with the decline of martial arts, time is really the cruelest thing.

Thinking about the cliff, don't talk about the past, but now it's just thinking about the past and changing it.

Dongfang Bubai and the old man in white had already stopped fighting, and the two were evenly matched for a while, the old man's eyes were full of fear for several people.Apparently, Siguo Cliff is a forbidden area of ​​Huashan sect, how could there be such an outsider trespassing in privately.

"Who are you?" The old man held the sword, and the blade of the sword whined softly, obviously a master of the middle class.Such a master has been hidden in the Cliff of Thoughts, why did Huashan... Dongfang Bubai suddenly thought of a person.

In other words, an unlucky guy, he was sloppy in red, and suddenly said: "You are Feng Qingyang."

"You know me?" That's an admission.

Dongfang Bubai naturally didn't recognize Feng Qingyang, but he had read the classics in the religion, how powerful Huashan was in the past, but it's a pity that Feng Qingyang...is not the most unlucky person in Huashan.

Back then, because of the Sunflower Treasure, Huashan split into Jianzong and Qizong. The two sides had a fierce fight, but there was only one master.In the duel between the two parties, in terms of real kung fu, the sword sect is superior, but in terms of conspiracy and tricks, the Qi sect is the most powerful.Feng Qingyang was planned to go to the south of the Yangtze River to get married, but who knew that it was the Qizong who bribed someone to go to a brothel to find a prostitute to make up for it. When he realized it, the election for the head was over, and the person in charge had already fled.

According to the records in the classics, Feng Qingyang died of grief and anger, but he did not expect that... he was thinking about the past here.

Dongfang Bubai's lips were full of amusement: "I don't know, I just heard something."

Outside, where is Feng Qingyang's reputation now, but some people in the Huashan faction still know it, Linghu Chong knows it.He widened his eyes, but he didn't expect to be the senior of Jianzong.

Feng Qingyang naturally knew Linghu Chong's identity, he no longer cared about this extreme man in red, and said to Tan Zhao, "Let him go."

Tan Zhao said it was OK. He had no ill intentions towards Linghu Chong, so he untied Linghu Chong's acupoints casually. Linghu Chong immediately said, "Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding. Senior Feng, he is my friend, and this senior..."

Feng Qingyang stared at Tan Zhao. This man was very strange. He obviously didn't have any internal strength, yet his sword beeped slightly. This was a feeling of meeting an opponent, but...how could it be possible: "You call him senior?"

Linghu Chong didn't dare to reveal Ning Yichong's identity, so he could only nod his head: "Yes."

"Then who is he?" Feng Qingyang pointed his sword at the man in red with a malicious face, this man really didn't look like a decent person.

Linghu Chong didn't dare to hide it, but he soon realized that he was speechless.

"This seat is the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, Dongfang Invincible, Senior Feng advises."

Tan Zhao slapped his forehead, one by one, without stopping, can't we talk about it after this party, there are still outsiders here.

Outsider Tian Boguang: ...It's over, it's over, I offended three big bosses today, and my life is over.

"When did a member of the Devil's Cult dare to come here alone!" Feng Qingyang envied evil like a vengeful, and he wanted to strike as soon as he stretched out his sword, unlike the parry just now, this time he was serious.

He was serious, but Dongfang Bubai quickly backed away and hid behind Tan Zhao, not serious: "Brother Sanchong, I'm afraid~"

Fuck, isn't this bullying honest people!And you Linghu Chong, he didn't order your acupoints, Tan Zhao had a look of grief and indignation, because of Dongfang Bubai's actions, he had already been pulled out, Feng Qingyang looked over, the first thing he saw...was a sword.

This scabbard is really ordinary, but after decades of immersion in swordsmanship, it is impossible to recognize the appearance of the sword.

A good sword, definitely a good sword.

"You practice swords?"

Tan Zhao immediately shook his head at the beginning of this standard, this impending conversation: "No, no, I'm just..."

"Brother Sanchong, with your kendo, this ugly old man can't be hit casually! Come on!" Although it was a small voice, everyone heard it.

Tan Zhao tightened his grip on the sword, resenting him for stopping him arbitrarily just now.

"Invincible in the East!" Just wait for him!

Although Feng Qingyang hadn't left Siguoya for decades, there were enough disciples who came to Siguoya, he was not ignorant of the outside world, at least if he could kill Dongfang Bubai here, the Huashan faction would become the right way Can be much easier.

"Get out the sword."

Tan Zhao is indeed...somewhat eager to try, and it is always a happy thing to be able to compete with a real swordsman: "If you don't give me the name of the sword, I will ask the senior to enlighten me."

The two swords repel each other, sparking graceful sparks in the dark night.

Feng Qingyang has lived long enough, he understands that no one can be underestimated, he has suffered from the bitter fruit for decades, but even so, he is very shocked.

This young man, very powerful, his sword... very fast.

But Tan Zhao felt a little awkward. He struck horizontally with the sword, followed by a stab, and completed the two movements very quickly. The opponent's sword was clearly light and light, but it felt like an epee without a front.

Interesting, really interesting.

"Come again!"

Feng Qingyang is a swordsman genius, he has lived in seclusion on the cliff for many years, concentrating on swordsmanship, which is no longer what he used to be.He dared to conclude that there are no more than five fingers in the Jianghu who can be his enemy.

But he didn't expect that when he saw someone for the first time in decades, he would meet two masters, even...one was younger than the other.

"Aren't you surprised? He's only two years older than you."

Linghu Chong is an open-minded person, he is not jealous, he opened his mouth, but found that he could speak: "So what?"

"With a big disciple like you, the Huashan Sect is really in decline."

"you--"

"Isn't this the truth?" Dongfang Bubai doesn't know swords, and he doesn't know how to use them. The swordsmen are upright, and the swordsmen are awe-inspiring, which are not suitable for him, but this does not prevent him from appreciating this peerless scene with relish. Zhidou, "It's such a happy life."

Linghu Chong didn't want to spend too much time talking with the leader of the Demon Sect, right is right, evil is evil, he didn't understand why Senior Ning brought the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect into Huashan Mountain.

Oh yes, where is Tian Boguang!

He hurriedly turned his head and saw that Tian Boguang was still being tapped on the same spot with a bitter expression on his face. Taking advantage of Dongfang Bubai's unpreparedness, Linghu Chong stepped back to release the acupuncture point for him, and then the two retreated to another corner.

Dongfang Bubai didn't stop him, but raised his eyebrows with great interest, not knowing what he was looking at.

On the other side, Tian Boguang was already frightened crazy. He claimed to be good at martial arts, but he knew himself: "If I had known, I would not have come!"

"You go, but before you go, you must swear a poisonous oath, if you reveal what happened today, you will die." Linghu Chong said with a serious face, he knew that Tian Boguang kept his promise the most.

Tian Boguang also cooperated, but after he finished sending out, Dongfang Bubai floated behind the two of them at some point, and his voice sounded faintly: "If the poisonous oath is effective in the affairs of this world, how many people will be saved!"

After all, Tian Boguang felt a slap on the back, he opened his mouth unconsciously, and a pill fell into his mouth, he wanted to spit it out, but he punched the chest, and the pill was swallowed directly.

"Guess what this is?"

Tian Boguang supported his chest and wanted to dig it out, but it was obviously impossible. His eyes were full of fear, which was almost worse than his death, because he had already guessed what the pill was.

"What did you feed him?"

Dongfang Bubai smiled: "You don't want to know." If Linghu Chong wasn't a Huashan disciple, he would really like to give someone a taste of the Three Corpse Brain Pills, but it's a pity.

Tian Boguang had already knelt on the ground, but even so, it was impossible to spit out the pills he swallowed.Linghu Chong supported him, feeling like he was in a dilemma.

Fortunately, the sword fight between Feng Qingyang and Ning Yichong is coming to an end.

The cave is small, Feng Qingyang has lived in seclusion here for decades, even with his eyes closed he is familiar with every inch of the land, but even so, he cannot defeat the opponent.He knew that if he didn't lose, he had already lost.

"You go."

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted to know the reason.

"Your sword is pure and upright. It is relentless. Its heart is clearer than anyone else in the world. I believe in you." People who learn swords believe in swords more than people.

Because people can lie, but the sword can't. The sword is a very honest weapon.

Tan Zhao put away his sword, bent down, and went out with Dongfang Bubai in his arms, followed by Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang, a faint light broke through the sky, and when the four of them arrived at the bamboo house in the back mountain, it was dawn.

"What's up with him?"

Tan Zhao was a little sleepy, he yawned and said casually.

Linghu Chong immediately opened his mouth to explain, but Dongfang Bubai sneered: "Brother Sanchong, you are jealous of evil. This kid has a reputation all over the world. I heard that Yue Buqun went down the mountain to capture and kill this guy. Does your master know that you protect him like this? ?”

Linghu Chong paused and was speechless.

Tian Boguang's face was full of despair. Since when did the leader of the Demon Cult say he hates evil?

What Tian Boguang didn't know was that it wasn't Dongfang Bubai who started to hate evil and act bravely, but... someone else.

"Flower name? Flower picker!"

Tian Boguang's desire to survive finally broke out completely: "I am not, I have not, I have never really treated them lightly, really! We are just talking!"

My last friend who said this was Chu Liuxiang. Do you know the difference between your consciousness and his?

"But their reputation is still ruined by you."

Tian Boguang heard people speak flatly.