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Feng Qingyang was so upset that he immediately waved his sleeves and shot out a train of exercises.

Ouyang Feng suddenly felt a fierce wind blowing at his face. He was about to use his skills to resist, but the injured internal organs were inappropriate and painful, and he couldn't help but cough violently.

Yang Guo took a step forward, blocked him, pointed his right hand with a sword, and also swung a true energy to defeat him.

“Huh?”

Feng Qingyang raised his white eyebrows slightly, as if he had noticed something, and couldn't help but feel a little interested. He waved an invisible exercise again and attacked Yang Guo.

The power of this move is more than several times stronger than that.

Yang Guo was shocked and realized that Feng Qingyang's move had been combined with some sword intent, which was extremely sharp.

He immediately did not dare to be careless, condensed his true energy, no longer used his true energy to practice in the air, but instead produced a trace of white energy from his fingertips and slashed at the sword energy swung by Feng Qingyang.

In an instant, an invisible wave of air surged from Yang Guo's fingertips, and snow flew around him, like a gust of wind swept past, instantly sweeping out a large open space.

Yang Guo's face remained unchanged. Although it was a little difficult, it really blocked Feng Qingyang's powerful move.

"No, I didn't expect that among the younger generation, you will be a monster. If you can catch me, I will stay and stay in Huashan Ren'er!"

Feng Qingyang's face showed a look of surprise, then his eyes narrowed, and he used 70% of his skills to increase directly from 30% just now, and he intended to try out the depth of Yang Guo.

Seeing Feng Qingyang's robe without wind, his sword energy was raging all over his body, as if he was about to use his ultimate move, Yang Guo immediately shouted: "Senior Feng, can I use weapons?"

Among the old monsters in the Jin Book, Feng Qingyang is the master of gathering sword magical powers. In addition to the legendary sword demon Dugu Qiubai, Feng Qingyang is undoubtedly among the best in terms of lethality.

After all, Dugu Nine Swords practiced until the transformation of the spirit is not a brag!

Feng Qingyang nodded slightly: "Yes!"

He is not glorious in bullying the small by bullying the big one. Could it be that he will not let the other party use weapons?

Yang Guo took a deep breath and asked Shuang'er to retreat with Ouyang Feng a little further. Then he pulled out the lady's sword and held it in the palm of his hand. The momentum of his whole body changed drastically.

Although he was not as good as Feng Qingyang condensed the sword energy to within about a foot of his body and the creatures were not close to him, he had already reached a certain level, and it seemed that he was only one step away.

A hint of spirit flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes, thinking that it would be great if he could meet this kid earlier. Even if he was not a disciple of the Huashan Sect, if he was willing to take him as his teacher, he might not be able to pass on Dugu Nine Swords.

At a young age, it is already very extraordinary to be able to understand this realm by one sword!

It seems that the realm of no moves is better than moves in the true meaning of swordsmanship. It is true that the younger waves of the Yangtze River push the former waves, which makes people unable to accept their old age!

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart, and he deliberately waited for Yang Guo to prepare before making a move.

"Boy, you're practicing swords well!"

While speaking, Feng Qingyang's right middle finger had already been closed together. With the wave of his long sleeves, a condensed white energy visible to the naked eye slashed straight towards Yang Guo. The thick snow on the ground flew to both sides, leaving a deep valley on the ground.

Yang Guo felt a stern. Because the injuries in his body had not healed, the strength he could exert was only about 70% of the peak. However, seeing the power of Feng Qingyang's sword was really terrifying, he could only try his best to gather the internal force in the dantian into the sword and slash out towards the white sword energy.

Ruthless!

Bang!

As the sword energy intersected, the wind came to the tiger and the clouds came to the dragon, and a surging true energy instantly swept around Yang Guo like a tornado.

The snow under her feet melted, the rocks shattered, as dense as a spider web. Yang Guo held the lady's sword in his hand, and his arms trembled repeatedly, as if he had a sword slashed in the air, but there was great resistance ahead, as if he was about to shake his lady's sword out of his hand in the next second.

"Break it for me!"

Yang Guo's face turned red, and blue veins at the corner of his neck and forehead suddenly appeared, and even blood appeared in his eyes. With a loud bang, the only trace of Nine Yang true energy left in his dantian suddenly surged throughout his body. The cold light on the blade was cold, and a light pop sound, the thousand-pound obstacle in front disappeared instantly, and the long sword swept across, breaking away Feng Qingyang's sword energy.

"The Legend of Fairy Wood"

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Chapter completed!