Linghu Chong's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he still had the strength to reply. Until now, the opponent had not taken the initiative to attack once. He tried his best and tried his best to use the exquisite sword technique of the Dugu Nine Swords. The opponent could easily escape and block it with one move.

Linghu Chong had seen Wang Dong three times. When the first time he appeared, Wang Dong would run away in sight. When the second time, Wang Dong's martial arts was beyond his reach. In the past five years, he had diligently practiced his internal skills. The exquisite swordsmanship in the Nine Swords of Sorcelain Dugu was not interrupted for a day. He asked himself that the speed of martial arts was far beyond the reach of the human being. However, when he fought with Wang Dong again, he felt depressed and felt that the other party's martial arts was unfathomable and unimaginable.

"This person's martial arts skills are so high that he is really unstoppable and invincible in the world."

Linghu Chong changed his mind and thought of Feng Qingyang again. He thought to himself that Master Feng was still in Huashan. Perhaps only he could compete with him.

"You dare to be distracted when fighting with me. Linghu Chong, do you think your life is too long?"

Wang Dong laughed long, slapped his backhand, rumbling, and the energy rolled, and a yin and yang palm force hit out.

The sharp and fierce palm power pounced on the face, and Linghu Chong's body was numb. Such amazing palm power was the only one in his life. He really had some ability to respond. When the sword power changed, the long sword was shaking and the sword's edge snorted and exhaled the sword energy.

Breaking style!

The nine-style sword moves of Dugu Nine Swords are the most exquisite and difficult to comprehend.

This move is specially used to deal with enemies with excellent internal strength. It is important to predict the enemy's first and accurately sense the enemy's internal strength. The moment before the opponent's internal strength is released, attack the enemy must defend, cut off the enemy's internal strength and interrupt its attack. It can even cause the opponent's internal strength to backfire.

Wang Dong smiled and said, "Brother Linghu's Qi-breaking style is extremely useful, but you are not as fast as me when you attack, your swordsmanship is not as good as my essence, and your internal strength is far different. How can you break my palm technique?"

The palm force remained unchanged, and he was firing against the long sword. Linghu Chong was about to activate the sword force. Two true energy that was both yin and yang, and the hardness and softness had been wrapped around the sword body. It collapsed! With a crisp sound, the long sword was shaken away directly.

Wang Ying activated his palm, and the long sword shot out, stabbing Linghu Chong like a sharp arrow.

At this moment, a strong wind snarled. A stone flew out from the left. In the sound of a rumbling sound of gold and iron, the sword was knocked away from the direction and flew out of the cliff.

Wow, the clothes broke into the wind, and an old man with green robe and white beard rushed into the air. He copied the sword in his hand and stood on the edge of the cliff. He bent his fingers and shot the sword body, buzzing and trembling.

"Uncle Feng!"

Linghu Chong said in surprise and joy.

Feng Qingyang glanced at Linghu Chong and sighed, "Oh, foolish, foolish! The Dugu Nine Swords that had been practicing for several years are still so unsightly when used."

"It's the disciple who is stupid and embarrassing the Grand Master." Linghu Chong lowered his head and said.

Feng Qingyang shook his head and said, "It's no wonder you." His eyes fell on Wang Dong, and there was a divine light flashing in his eyes.

Wang Dong bowed seriously and said, "Mr. Feng is polite."

Feng Qingyang bowed his hand and replied, "I dare not take it."

He also said: "With the martial arts of the Lord, it would not take much effort to kill Linghu Chong. It took such a lot of effort to force me to take action! Alas, there is no need to be so troublesome."

Wang Dong smiled and said, "Looking around the contemporary world, who else doesn't want to see Mr. Feng's swordsmanship?"

Feng Qingyang sighed and changed the subject: "Although I have been in the mountains for many years, I have heard of the news from the world occasionally. Has the Lord really practiced the long-lost Nine Yin Scriptures?"

Wang Dong said: "I have not practiced the Nine Yin Scriptures."

Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan, Ning Zhongze and others were shocked when they heard this! This person is young and has a high martial arts skills, and he is unfathomable. Unexpectedly, this is still an incomplete Nine Yin Scriptures. If he learns it thoroughly, then what will be great?

But he didn't know that what Wang Dong learned had already exceeded the scope of the Nine Yin Scriptures.

Feng Qingyang comforted his hands and said, "How wonderful, so wonderful."

"What's the beauty?"

"I am not happy to be able to see such a martial arts treasure book as the Nine Yin Scriptures." Feng Qingyang looked happy and suddenly didn't know what he thought of, and said regretfully: "What a pity, what a pity!"

Linghu Chong and others heard it for no reason, not knowing what he regretted.

Wang Dong nodded and agreed: "It's a pity that Dugu Qiu was defeated in the past, and was invincible in the world. He wanted to be defeated but could not get it! In the end, he had to retreat sadly and be friends with Diao. He failed to fight Huang Shang, the founder of the Nine Yin True Sutra, which was indeed a great regret in the martial arts world."

"No," Feng Qingyang nodded.

Wang Dong looked around the top of Huashan Mountain and smiled and said, "Speaking of whether it is the Nine Yin True Sutra or Dugu Qiubai, they have a great fate with Huashan Mountain. I recall the five masters of the world, East Evil, West Poison, South Emperor, North Beggar, and the five masters of the middle magic powers competed for the belonging of the Nine Yin True Sutra! In the end, Chongyang Real Person was more skilled, surpassing the Four Evils, and winning the Nine Yin True Sutra."

"The following two sword contests also included the successors of the Nine Yin True Sutra! When the third sword contest, the Divine Condor Hero Yang Guo even got the inheritance of Dugu Qiubai Sword Tomb."

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "In this way, it is true that fate is quite good, not so. Chongyang Zhenren is the teacher of my ancestor of Mount Hua, Zhenren Hao."

There was a look of surprise on his face. Feng Qingyang was one of the few people with the highest position in the martial arts world in the world. He didn't know much about the martial arts world in the previous generation. After all, time was far apart, but the other party seemed to know the martial arts worldly stories and told them in a leisurely manner, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.

Wang Dong said: "It is a pity that Dugu Qiubai failed to fight Huang Shang, but today he can barely make up for this regret."

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Yes, I'm just about to ask the Lord to give advice on the Nine Yin Scriptures."

"I dare not take the advice." Wang Dong waved his arm, and when the strength passed, the Tianluo umbrella flew out, and the tip of the umbrella had been inserted into the hard rock, deep inside.

"Good internal force!"

Feng Qingyang praised, his fingers together, and a long sword in his palm. The sword energy was buzzing continuously. He could only hear a long roar, like a dragon roaring, and a clear light seemed to burst into pieces in an instant.

"Look at the sword!"

The sword light flashed, and the clear light spread, and a sharp qi roared and Feng Qingyang whistled casually, and the sword energy was revealed in an instant, puff puff puff puff! The cruising qi squirted from the ground.

Wang Dong gave up the Tianluo Umbrella, but he did not intend to win with swordsmanship. He simply wanted to fight Feng Qingyang with the skill of the Nine Yin Scriptures!

As the sword energy broke through the ground, Wang Dong shook his arms and roared to the sky, and the sound waves were empty. Linghu Chong and others felt their ears buzzing, almost deaf.

The five fingers grabbed and closed, and formed a punch. Wang Dong's body seemed to have been raised in an instant, giving people the illusion of holding up a mountain and punching the ground with a sudden punch.

Great Demon-Subduing Fist!
Chapter completed!