The decisive battle that took place on the mountainside broke out suddenly and ended quickly. Whether it was the people in front of the forbidden area or the people rushing to the forbidden area, they still didn't know about it and fought endlessly.
In the small valley in front of the forbidden area, as soon as Feng Qingyan appeared, Gui Biesheng hugged his thigh and howled, the image of a hero just now was completely thrown out of the blue.
Feng Qingyan chuckled, and said comfortingly: "Okay, nephew, point out the people who bully us..."
Guibiesheng regained his energy, jumped up from the ground with a whimper, and shouted like a thunderbolt, "Listen up, the bald thief of Dami Temple! My second uncle is here, why don't you quickly come over and kowtow?" In the meantime, he was really high-spirited, the fox pretended to be the tiger, and the dog relied on the power of others.
Feng Qingyan laughed loudly, and said at the same time: "You didn't tell the whole story, didn't your uncle come too? He can also stand up for you!"
Guibie was startled, and looked around, "Why, my uncle has also left the customs? Why didn't I see it?"
Feng Qingyan pointed at the crowd, and said lightly: "Hey, isn't that there?"
When Gui Biesheng turned his head again, he saw a figure in the crowd with hearing like a gun, standing so abruptly in front of the crowd, behind him, Lu Yundong, Qiu Yunzhen and other three generations of Kunwu Sect disciples were all surprised to see the sudden appearance The tall figure in front of him has a straight body, a majestic bearing, a serious face, star-like eyes, staring gloomyly at the lamas and monks in front of him.
It was Lu Qingzheng who was upright among the disciples of the second generation.
As Lu Qingzheng's first disciple, Yun Chong knelt behind Lu Qingzheng on one knee, looked at his master with a solemn and respectful expression, and added countless confidences from the bottom of his heart, as if nothing in the world could deny his master .
Lu Qing was bowing to the lamas and monks of the Dami Temple who were facing the enemy, and the majestic words sounded at this moment, "Infinite life, I am poor, Lu Qingzheng, born with difficulties, but finally ended the retreat smoothly, but it is hard for the masters Come to watch the ceremony, but if the disciples of Kunwu sect do not entertain well, they will be punished by the laws of our Kunwu sect. The masters are so aggressive, but it is not in line with the etiquette... "
"Bah! That sounds good..." Among the lamas on the opposite side, the first skinny lama came out of the crowd, and shouted arrogantly: "Your sect has had grievances with my Dami Temple for hundreds of years, why are you so hypocritical, we are not waiting to welcome you It’s the innate one, but it’s to send you to the bliss early. I’m Bai Midan Dorji, willing to learn the brilliant tricks!”
Lu Qingzheng snorted coldly, and before he could answer, Feng Qingyan, who was beside him, took two steps forward, and said while walking: "Come on, big brother, you can't explain the truth to the beast, your words are wasted here, It's not happy yet... you rest for a while, I'll clean them up!"
Lu Qingzheng sighed helplessly, and said lightly: "The Kunwu forbidden area has always been quiet, so don't dirty it..."
After finishing speaking, he ignored all the people in Dami Temple at all, turned around and squatted down, and healed the injuries of the children of Kunwu Sect one by one.
When the two disciples of the Kunwu Sect acted like this, all the lamas in the Dami Temple were furious, and the Heimi Bandan Tashi roared wildly and took the lead in attacking.
The palms spread like cattail fans, and the figure rushed out, faster than lightning, but the speed of the hands in front of the body seemed to be extremely uncoordinated, slowly and lightly fanning like a feather fan, but each fan issued a " "Huo" sounded loudly, and the wind became more vigorous with each fan.
And the white dense master Dan Dorjee immediately caught up, and the red lama uniform with white stripes was agitated extremely violently.
Since the other party didn't mention a one-on-one duel, he was naturally happy to take advantage of it, and joined forces with Bandan Tashi from Heimi to attack Feng Qingyan.
Wan Guotai, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, immediately cursed: "Despicable!"
Of course the opponent is despicable, two mid-innate masters join forces to deal with an opponent who has just stepped into the "innate realm", who wouldn't say the word "despicable"
Because it's not fair!
However, Feng Qingyan stared at the other party with a slight smile, holding the four-foot long sword "Zui Yinyue" in his arms, stroked his newly grown mustache with his right hand, and walked towards the other party with ease and ease.
He knew that the two of them in Dami Temple would not fight alone, so he was very happy, and he didn't make any sarcastic remarks in this regard.
In Feng Qingyan's heart, the two people in front of him are just two enemies who dare not even challenge them head-on, and can only sneak attack from behind, or join forces to fight against the enemy, trying to take advantage of them. What qualifications do you have for a fair duel with me? It was a contest between real warriors...
them…
Not worthy!
Feng Qingyan didn't feel the danger of the imminent rain and the overwhelming murderous aura at all.
smile slightly.
He stared leisurely at "Zui Yinyue" in his arms.
He looked so intently, his eyes were so clear and solemn, as if he was holding his own life, his own heart, and naturally gave birth to a kind of awe-inspiring majesty and pride.
Where the heart goes, the sword goes; what the heart thinks, the sword reaches; the mind and the sword are connected; the heart and the sword are one, and the sword is clear!
Tendor Dorjee and Bandan Tashi were amazed immediately, and thought at the same time: How could he be so calm under the oppression of the two of us working together? Then there was a shock of mind! Is it true that I am not as good as him
At this time, in the small valley, the combined force of the two innate mid-stage masters was already full of vigor, and the dust and broken grass were blown wildly and swirled, enveloping the three of them.
The combination of the two was already in sight, Feng Qingyan's eyes flashed a bright light!
Suddenly, Feng Qingyan's lips moved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Send the two masters back to the west!"
"Zui Yinyue" in his hand suddenly pointed back, with the hilt facing forward and the scabbard facing him, he pulled out the long sword with one hand, and choked—
A dragon chant erupted, with a strange rhythm, restrained by the scabbard, gathered in one place, the sound waves condensed into a bunch, very skillfully pierced through Bandan Tashi's 'huo hoo' sound made by Bandan Tashi's flapping hands. Tashi eardrum.
Bandan Tashi has long been intimidated by his affectionate moon-watching weather, and now he is even more bombarded by his sudden sonic attack. The screaming sound almost penetrates the eardrum and penetrates directly into the heart. This is an unheard of method. , not only made him feel cold, but also disrupted his originally very rhythmic movement of zhenqi in an instant. Originally, when he arrived in front of Feng Qingyan, the power of his flapping hands would reach the highest point, but he was stunned by the sound of the dragon chant drawing the sword out of its scabbard.
Before confronting Feng Qingyan head-on, Bandan Tashi's ambition has been lost. From this, it can be seen that even Ye Qingxuan admires Feng Qingyan's understanding of martial arts and brilliant methods. It is not without reason.
Feng Qingyan was drawn by the aura, and intuitively felt the fear message sent by Bandan Tashi and the signal of the weakening of the true energy, "Drunken Yinyue" immediately turned into an electric light, and shot straight at Bandan Tashi.
Dan Dorjee, who was closely behind Bandan Tashi, immediately knew that it was going to be bad. If Feng Qingyan took advantage of the weakening of Bandan Tashi's fighting spirit and true energy, and took advantage of the situation to strike hard, the advantage of the two teaming up would be reversed immediately. , will become a drag on the two. At that time, if the two join forces, even if they remain undefeated, it is wishful thinking.
If this trip fails, how will he bear the punishment of the Great Secret Temple.
The emaciated Dan Dorjee shot with a long howl.
Never leaving his body, the three-foot-eight-inch-long cross-subduing magic pestle popped out of his arms, and instantly came to Dan Zoroji's hands, turning into countless golden Buddha lights, and covering Feng Qingyan's lightning-like long sword head-on.
The rushing electric glow instantly shattered...
Except for the two people in front of them, no one saw how "Zui Yinyue" transformed in Feng Qingyan's slender and fair hands. Shattered the oncoming wind.
Feng Qingyan's sword technique changed suddenly, and the "Zui Yinyue" in his hand vibrated at a high frequency, and there was only a humming sound, which lasted for a long time.
The long sword, which was originally rigid, was withdrawn suddenly, and the blades were entangled together, turning into a bud that was ready to bloom. After the bud turned into a flower, it burst open again, and the room between the three of them was filled with light and fragments.
At this time, even Dan Dorjee and Bandan Tashi, who are both innate masters, could not clearly see how the sword energy that exploded in front of them was swung.
Feng Qingyan used the method of [Circling Fingers and Soft Swords] to perform the sword moves of [Thirty-six Swords of Ailao Mountain], six upward swords, six downward swords, six forward swords, six rear swords, six left swords, and six right sword moves. The sword, wielding six six thirty-six swords in a row, with the flexibility and speed of this [Finger-Fingering Soft Sword] swordsmanship, the originally fierce thirty-six swords became geometrically multiplied in an instant...
The sky was full of sharp sword energy, Dan Dorjee's cross-subduing magic pestle only had time to touch "Drunken Yinyue" thirty-two times in an instant, and could no longer stop the opponent's sword attack. In desperation, he could only retreat with Bandan Tashi in front of him.
[Thirty-Six Swords of Ailao Mountain] In "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", it is called "the most powerful offensive swordsmanship in the world", but it is just the stunt of Zhu Ziliu, a second-rate master in "Fishing and Woodworking Gengdu". Waiting for a martial skill, only at this time, only in the hands of Feng Qingyan, through the hands of this swordsman with an amazing sense of swordsmanship, can it be completely adapted into a fierce and shocking way.
The sword energy all over the sky is definitely more than thirty-six, three hundred and sixty are hard to cover...
Only a sword like "Zui Yinyue" can complete such a sword move, otherwise ordinary swords would have already been broken into countless pieces under the method of [Fingering Soft Sword].
The unique sound of sword energy undulates like the tide of the sea, and it is like rain hitting a banana leaf, sometimes loud and sometimes thin.
Under the skyrocketing sword light, Bandan Tashi, who bears the brunt of the blow, moves forward and retreats suddenly. Every retreat is when the opponent's sword light soars. Here, trying in vain to resist this fierce and irresistible swordsmanship.
Feng Qingyan smiled and said: "Two masters! This moment next year will be the anniversary of your death."
The sword glow skyrocketed again, overshadowing the figures of the two innate powerhouses in an instant, dragging them into the sword force at the same time.