"Puff!"
Yue Buqun couldn't resist, he felt like the other party was like an ocean. He spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell to the ground like a blooming plum blossom, extremely beautiful!
"Good, so strong!"
Yue Buqun was injured in one move and could not help but be incomparably shocked in his heart as he muttered to himself.
"Yue Buqun, today is the day you die!”
Jinlun Guoshi's expression froze, and his killing intent bloomed without any concealment as he said gloomily.
"Dragon and Elephant Prajna!"
Jinlun Guoshi let out a low shout. As the internal strength in his body surged, illusory dragons and elephants condensed. They roared repeatedly and emitted a terrifying aura.
"Roar!"
The dragon and elephant roared together and charged towards Yue Buqun!
Yue Buqun's heart turned pale as he watched the dragon and elephant attack. A sense of despair surged in his heart!
Just as the dragon and elephant were about to reach him, a cold light suddenly appeared. The powerful edge directly cut off the illusory dragon and elephant, saving Yue Buqun's life!
"How dare you trespass on the peak of Mount Hua and kill the sect master of Mount Hua. Jinlun Guoshi, how dare you!”
A white-haired old man's figure flickered, like a phantom, directly arriving in front of Yue Buqun.
Seeing this scene, Yue Buqun was overjoyed in his heart!
Sword Saint Feng Qingyang was a top expert of the previous generation of the Sword Sect. Even if he was not from the Qi Sect, he was also an expert of Mount Hua. How could he just watch as Mount Hua's hundreds of years of inheritance was cut off?
"Who are you?"
Jin Lun looked at the white-haired old man in front of him. A sense of vigilance rose in his heart as he spoke with extreme fear.
"I am Feng Qingyang!"
Feng Qingyang's gaze was like a sword as he spoke in a hoarse voice with his hands behind his back.
Hearing this, Jinlun Guoshi was extremely puzzled and could only stare at Feng Qingyang's figure vigilantly.
Jinlun Guoshi was a half-step to Xiantian realm expert, while Feng Qingyang was a pseudo-Xiantian realm expert. It was obvious who was stronger between the two!
Perhaps Jinlun Guoshi could barely resist Feng Qingyang with his full strength, but he would never be able to defeat him!
This was the difference in realms. Without heaven-defying cultivation techniques or external help, it was very difficult to defeat an expert of a higher realm!
"Humph, Dragon and Elephant Prajna!"
With a cold shout, Jinlun Guoshi took the lead in attacking. Dragon and elephant phantoms condensed from his body!
Instantly, a massive aura spread out in all directions. It was thick and solid, like a gust of strong wind!
"Qi Breaking Style!"
Seeing this, Feng Qingyang's face was filled with disdain. He pointed his fingers like a sword, and a sword Qi that was several feet long condensed from his fingertips and struck towards the dragon and elephant phantom.
The sword Qi was aimed at the weakest part of the dragon-elephant phantom. It struck first and hit it instantly!
"Bang!"
The dragon-elephant phantom dissipated, and the sword qi did not spare any effort as it headed straight for Jinlun Guoshi!
"Puff!"
Suddenly, the sword qi hit Jinlun Guoshi's body, causing him to be sent flying as if he had been hit hard. He could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood!
It dyed the white snow on the ground a blood-red color, making it look extremely demonic!
A red dot in the snow, like a cold plum blossom, aloof and peerless!
"Good, so strong. You're a pseudo-innate expert!”
Jinlun Guoshi was severely injured by the attack. His heart was filled with horror as he asked in horror.
"That's right, he's a pseudo-innate expert!”
Feng Qingyang didn't hide anything and directly admitted it.
Hearing this, Jinlun Guoshi was horrified and had the intention to retreat!
"The world is so big, and there are indeed many talented people. How could I have thought of such an incredible sword technique in Mongolia? I'm a frog at the bottom of a well. I've underestimated the heroes of the world!”
Jinlun Guoshi was terrified and thought to himself.
Recalling how the other party had seen through the flaws of the dragon-elephant phantom with a single glance, destroyed it with a single sword strike, and severely injured him, he could not help but feel terrified.
"Humph, consider my teacher's loss today as a loss. I'll fight you again when I return to the Tibetan Ground to practice my martial arts!”
Jinlun Guoshi's gaze was gloomy as he snorted coldly.
"Please!"
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang did not stop him and said indifferently.
After all, the other party was the Mongolia teacher. If they killed the other party, it would be the same as slapping the Mongolian people in the face. How could they let it go?
Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping him, Jinlun Guoshi heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, he hurriedly circulated his internal strength and rushed down the mountain!
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