Feng Qingyang had grown up in the Huashan Sect since he was young. Although he was disheartened and lived in seclusion after the battle of sword qi, Lin Tian would never believe that Feng Qingyang had no feelings for the Huashan Sect. Otherwise, the world was so big, why did he have to live in seclusion in Huashan?!
And just because he couldn't stand seeing Linghu Chong being defeated by Tian Boguang, he taught him the Nine Swords Beyond the Swords. This was too far-fetched. Haha…The Nine Swords Beyond the Swords was not a cabbage on the roadside.
As expected, as soon as Lin Tian finished speaking.
He felt a sharp killing intent lock onto him.
"You can try." Feng Qingyang said coldly.
Linghu Chong and Yue Buqun were completely dumbfounded. What…what was going on? Weren't they still talking and laughing just now?!
Why was he at the wrong set now?!
"Oh."
Lin Tian replied to Feng Qingyang, a strange smile on his face.
With a flash of cold light, the pearl longsword was already in his hand.
The sword light turned and stabbed out without holding back. This sword went straight for Linghu Chong's throat. If this sword hit, Linghu Chong would not have any chance of survival.
All of this happened too suddenly, and Linghu Chong was still in a state of shock. There was no way he could react in time.
The sword tip was about half a meter away from Ling Huchong's throat, but Lin Tian still had no intention of stopping. Feng Qingyang finally couldn't hold it in anymore. Ling Huchong had stayed on the Reflection Cliff for more than half a month, and he was very satisfied with both his personality and aptitude. He was thinking about when to pass down the Lone Nine Swords. How could he watch helplessly as he was killed by Lin Tian?!
This was also the reason why Lin Tian chose Ling Huchong as his target. If he chose Yue Buqun, he was really afraid that if he killed Yue Buqun, Feng Qingyang would also watch from the side.
In a flash, Feng Qingyang appeared in front of Linghu Chong.
He formed a sword with his fingers and knocked on the body of the Pearl Longsword. Lin Tian took the opportunity to flick it, and Ling Huchong's life was saved.
Ling Huchong swallowed his saliva with difficulty and looked at Lin Tian.
"Brother…Brother Lin, you must have been joking just now, right?”Even someone like Linghu Chong, who was not afraid of death, felt a little terrified after going through the gates of hell.
"How is it? Do you still need me to try again?”Lin Tian ignored Linghu Chong and looked at Feng Qingyang with a smile.
"Humph! Since that's the case, don't blame me if you die.”Feng Qingyang snorted coldly.
Raising his hand, he waved, grabbed, and the long sword that was originally on Yue Buqun's waist was now in Feng Qingyang's hand.
Lin Tian's eyes lit up. This skill of capturing the dragon and controlling the crane was indeed beautiful.
Feng Qingyang was more than ten meters away from Yue Buqun. One had to know that even if Lin Tian used the force exerting technique of the Nine Yin Divine Claw, he could only control things within seven to eight meters. A Connate Realm expert was indeed worthy of being in the Connate Realm. There was a world of difference between him and the Postnatal Realm.
At this moment, a card that glowed with seven-colored light appeared in his hand.
Mission Card?
After experiencing it once, Lin Tian was naturally not too surprised.
He used his thumb and index finger to crush the card, and the information appeared in Lin Tian's mind.
[Mission Card: Defeat Sword Saint, Feng Qingyang.]
[Mission time limit: 12 hours.]
[Mission Reward: One orange card.]
………
"Defeat Feng Qingyang? He really had a pillow when he was sleepy. An orange card, which meant that it was an item that surpassed the level of the Nine Yin Manual? He really didn't know what kind of good thing it was.”Thinking of this, the fighting spirit in Lin Tian's eyes burned even more intensely.
Looking at Feng Qingyang, Lin Tian said,"My sword technique is called the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords. Its style is different from any sword technique that exists in the martial arts world. There are no complicated sword techniques, only twelve simple forms.”
There was a huge difference between the martial arts of the ancient martial arts world and the martial arts of the metal martial arts world, especially in the path of sword techniques. The sword techniques of the metal martial arts world sought complexity and exquisiteness, while the ancient martial arts world sought clarity and conciseness. The sword was a weapon for killing, so making it complicated would only make it worse. Therefore, there were more experts who used swords in the ancient martial arts world.
Hearing Lin Tian's words, Feng Qingyang revealed a strange expression.
The more complicated the moves, the more loopholes there would be. Nine Beyond the Swords used this as an opportunity to break the enemy. This kid's understanding of swordsmanship was somewhat similar to Nine Beyond the Swords.
" First, the first sword!!"
Lin Tian's eyes lit up as he tapped his toes.
The sword in his hand turned and went straight for Feng Qingyang's heart.
"Although the sword art is incomparably sharp, it also has flaws.”
Feng Qingyang said coldly. He raised his long sword from the right side. With a seemingly casual wave, he broke the sword that most of the first-rate experts in the pugilistic world could not block.
Lin Tian, who had his sword broken, was not unhappy at all. Instead, he laughed loudly and said,
"Good! As expected of Sword Saint Feng Qingyang! If it weren't for me, your understanding of swordsmanship would be number one in this world!!”
"Humph! What an arrogant brat." Feng Qingyang was a little angry. After living for so long, this was the first time he was said to be inferior to a junior.
" Next, the second sword!!"
Lin Tian did not stop at all. The second sword suddenly stabbed out. The second sword of the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords was an understanding of the move against the stab.
However, it was still easily broken by Feng Qingyang.
The third sword, the fourth sword, the fifth sword…
All of them were easily resolved by Feng Qingyang with his old Taoist's experience in swordsmanship.
However, from the sixth sword onwards, Feng Qingyang's response was not so easy. He had to shift his body and even use the Nine Beyond the Swords 'Sword Breaking Style to break through it.
………
"Father, who is this Feng Qingyang? How is he so powerful?" Yue Lingshan looked at the two people fighting and asked in puzzlement.
Linghu Chong, who was standing at the side, also cast a puzzled look.
"What are you talking about? He is a senior of my Hua Shanqing generation, my Martial Uncle. You have to call him Martial Uncle Fuuta. Thirty years ago, he was invincible in the world with his swordsmanship and was called the Sword Saint in the martial arts world!”Yue Buqun said.
"Senior Brother, thirty years ago, Martial Uncle Feng was already at the peak of the Houtian realm. Back then, Zen Master Hong Ye also said that Martial Uncle Feng would definitely enter the Xiantian realm within twenty years.”Ning Zhongze tugged at Yue Buqun's clothes and asked in a low voice.
"That's right, just based on the martial arts that Martial Uncle used to snatch my sword, he must have reached the Xiantian Realm.”Yue Buqun nodded.
Linghu Chong was dumbfounded.
Xiantian Realm…
What kind of concept was that? He wouldn't be able to do it the day after tomorrow.
Rumor had it that in the pugilistic world, only Invincible East, the number one expert in the world, was a Xiantian master. He was an existence that could suppress the entire pugilistic world by himself.
"I didn't expect Brother Liu to be so powerful. I, Linghu Number Two, am truly convinced.”Ling Huchong shook his head and said. He could no longer compare himself to Lin Tian.
Hearing Linghu Chong's words, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were also stunned. They looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
That's right…
Lin Tian was able to fight with Uncle-Master Feng. Didn't that mean that he also had the strength to fight against Connate Cultivators? However, Lin Tian was clearly only a Postnatal Cultivator. How could he be so powerful?!
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Brothers, the book review section is complaining about The Monk's updates. They say that other new books update four or five times a day, but The Monk only updates three times a day. Tyrant took a look and found that it was indeed so…But when he looked again, Tyrant had posted 34 chapters, which was almost 80,000 words. He looked at the other books. They were also 80,000 words, but there were actually more than 50 chapters. This meant that the monk's chapter was about 2400 words, while others 'chapters were only about 1400 words. So, brothers, it's not that the monk's chapters are not good enough.
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