The words just fell.

Fu Chaoxi didn't know when an iron fan was added to his hand and suddenly handed it to Long Qingyun. Long Qingyun was caught off guard, suddenly became shocked, and raised his sword sheath to block it.

"Clang clang!"

The iron fan and the sword sheath made a crisp sound. Long Qingyun felt a powerful force attacking him through the iron fan. This force was unparalleled and continuous.

Long Qingyun felt his chest felt stuffy, and his mouth was numb. The scabbard in his hand was almost about to fly away. He quickly sank the dantian, and he used 90% of his strength to penetrate Zhanlu's scabbard.

"Bang!" said!

The two internal forces collided, making a dull sound. Fu Chaoxi staggered and finally stabilized his body. Long Qingyun took a step back and raised his eyebrows and said:

"Director wants to try my sword technique?"

While speaking, the Zhanlu sword had been drawn out. A cold light flashed. The Zhanlu sword had been unsheathed. Two sword lights stabbed towards Fu Chaoxi. It was the "two dragons going out to the sea" in Zhanlu sword technique. The sword energy was powerful and domineering, and the momentum was terrifying. It had a thunderous momentum!

Fu Chaoxi was extremely surprised. Unexpectedly, Long Qingyun was so brave that his sword technique was so bold. He also secretly amazes the fierceness of Zhanlu's sword technique.

He staggered just now and was almost forced to retreat by Long Qingyun's counterattack. Fu Chaoxi did not dare to underestimate him at all, and his heart was calm. He said without saying anything on his face:

"You don't have to worry about it, just use it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the iron fan swung out sharply, and millions of fan seals were drawn in front of him, and he rushed towards Long Qingyun. Fu Chaoxi's nickname in the world was "Hundred Hand Fan Seal".

This move is the "Autumn Soldier on the battlefield" in the "Hundred Hands Fan Seal". Fan Seals are scattered in the sky, and they are attacking the dragon and blue clouds from all directions.

The first time Long Qingyun saw such a wonderful kung fu, he could actually use the iron fan to drive out millions of cold lights, rushing towards him like an army on the battlefield.

These two people fight like two armies. There are only three strategies.

The first is to be able to see the other party's situation clearly, "know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles!" It is the best way to deal with it and fight back.

The second type is that you cannot see the other party's situation clearly, avoid the edge of the situation, and retreat temporarily, and use the goal to move backwards, which is also a good idea.

Long Qingyun chose the third type, hard-working! "The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road!"

Zhanlu Sword is the powerful and domineering general's sword. The person who uses the sword is naturally full of passion and fearless spirit.

At this time, Long Qingyun was born with a newborn calf, and he suddenly used the supreme trick of Zhanlu's sword technique: "Eight Dragons Racing", and rushed towards Fu Chaoxi's "Autumn Strike on the battlefield" with the tsunami of mountains and roars.

"Boom..." With a series of violent sounds!

The two of them took three steps back to each other, and they were evenly matched and bright!

Long Qingyun stood up in awe and was about to fight again!

Fu Chaoxi waved his hand and said, "No need to fight anymore. It's late at night. Don't disturb others. You can have such skills at such age. You are truly a martial arts genius who has never been seen in a century!"

Long Qingyun stepped forward and bowed to Fu Chaoxi, saying, "I have been merciless by the Dean's fan. I have offended you, please forgive me!" He is gentle and polite!

Seeing Long Qingyun's humble and polite attitude, Fu Chaoxi nodded slightly and said, "You can teach me! Nan Yong has a talent like you, and there is hope for restoring the Central Plains!"

Fu Chaoxi signaled Long Qingyun to sit down, and the two sat on the stone bench and drank another glass of wine.

Fu Chaoxi smiled and said, "What are your plans after the martial arts competition?"

Long Qingyun looked embarrassed, and Fu Chaoxi smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. We will continue to drink next time. Where will you go now, you should have an answer in your heart!"

Long Qingyun nodded and bid farewell to Fu Chaoxi.

The moonlight shines on Long Qingyun's face. A hint of doubt emerges on his tough and handsome face.

Who is the teacher of justice?

This road to seeking the way.
Chapter completed!