Chapter 1542

"Strange."

"What's the matter?"

Yang Xuan pinched his chin and frowned. "Ningzhong uses the sword. It's strange. It's really strange."

"Is there a generation gap in our ideas? I can't see if it's a knife technique."

The Red Queen doesn't know much about martial arts. She uses one clap and two scattered palms. The big Weituo pestle was temporarily downloaded from the data terminal after Yang Xuan spoke. After all, earthly martial arts is just for fun.

The Red Queen's body is a weapon. The fastest speed and invincible body are more effective than any martial arts.

Ning Zhongze, who was fighting below, suddenly changed his moves. He held the sword in both hands and turned to stab the young man. The young man was forced to avoid. In a hurry, he picked up the scabbard to block his throat.

"Miso", the sword goes into the scabbard.

After the young man took ningzhongze's sword away, his body instinctively waved it up. At this time, ningzhongze had no weapons in hand and was in danger.

Yang Xuan flexed his fingers and flicked his energy on the young man's sword. In an instant, the sword burst into countless pieces, while the young man was not hurt at all. People present only felt that the young man's sword burst in an instant, but they couldn't figure out why it burst.

At this time, Yue buqun flew down to kick the young man and scolded, "little beast, what do you want to do?"

The young man looked at Ning Zhongze's sword in amazement, suddenly woke up, threw the sword on the ground, bowed his head and said, "master, I know I'm wrong."

Yue buqun sighed and said, "Linghu Chong, what martial arts did you practice on the cross cliff?"

"I didn't think about it just now. I made it out in a hurry."

Yue buqun flew into a rage. "I knew you didn't think about it. This is the evil way of Jianzong, you know?"

"Sword sect?" Linghu Chong was confused.

Yue buqun looked at all the disciples present, sighed and said slowly, "25 years ago, we Huashan sect had the difference of Qi sword. Our Qi sect believes that we should control the sword with Qi, and practicing martial arts starts from practicing Qi. As for the sword sect, they think that even if the internal skill is flat, they can win by surprise."

Before Yue buqun finished, a beautiful girl who was somewhat similar to Yue buqun said, "it's best to have sword skills and internal skill achievements. Both are the masters."

"All are masters, that is, there is no master, but this sentence is close to the devil's way. You would have died 30 years ago." Yue buqun remembered the fight between the Qi sword on the jade girl peak more than 30 years ago. Leng Buding was scared in a cold sweat. The sectarian fight in that year was still vivid. Huashan sect lost more than 20 senior experts.

Yang Xuan ignored their memories and flew towards Siguo cliff while looking at his mobile phone. To tell the truth, Yang Xuan looked at the Jianghu with a smile, but he didn't see all the bits and pieces. The Jianzong and Qizong of Huashan sect did hear it but didn't understand it deeply. Now he can understand what's going on after looking at the data.

Yang Xuan said, "you can't live by doing evil. Yue Su and Cai Zifeng are too funny. If Hao Datong knew that there were such two unworthy disciples, the coffin couldn't be pressed."

"Internal fighting, what's the way? It's a little unreasonable." Rao Shiyi's brain circuits can't calculate what these two people think.

After visiting Siguo cliff, Yang Xuan strolled around. Although the rocks here are strange and rugged, the cliff edge has beautiful scenery and a panoramic view of great rivers and mountains. This is Siguo cliff. It is clearly an observation platform.

When I got inside, I also saw a stone chamber carved out by a knife and axe, in which there were many cracked moves of the Wuyue sword sect.

"Dada dada ~ ~ ~" there was a sound of footsteps from the foot of the mountain. The sound was light. It was obvious that someone had a good hand.

When Yang Xuan came out of the cave, a man with a shoulder pole came up. When he saw Yang Xuan, he was stunned. He put down the two barrels of wine on the shoulder pole and asked, "who are you? Isn't this Siguo cliff of Huashan? Where's Linghu Chong?"

"How do I know? I'm not from Huashan school. Come to Linghu Chong?"

The man who picked up the wine was a little dizzy. "Siguo cliff is not from Huashan school and can't come up. Who are you?"

"Who am I to take care of your shit? You have a problem in your mind. You can't come up if you're not from Huashan school. You're from Huashan school?" Yang Xuanyi said.

Yang Xuan boasted that he had always convinced people with reason. First, he had to be reasonable. Of course, he didn't take the initiative to kill people during the battle state and playing handsome.

"Miso ~ ~" The man pulled out a strange knife and looked at Yang Xuan fiercely.

Yang Xuan threw his mouth and pointed to break his knife. "Come back when you're free. I have something to do today."

The man stared at the handle of the knife in his hand, and a cool breath rushed to his forehead. He was joking. Why is it so fierce? But he was not a fool and immediately said respectfully, "in Xiatian boguang, who is the elder?"

Yang Xuan was stunned and said with a smile, "so you are the famous adulterer."

"Ha ha ha, master Miao Zan." Tian boguang was embarrassed and scratched his head, showing an expression of praise.

Yang Xuan was stunned. "I don't seem to be praising you. Let's go. I hate adulterers most. Maybe I'm in a bad mood and castrate you."

Tian boguang immediately clamped his thigh and said awkwardly, "excuse me, senior."

Yang Xuan threw away the folding fan, opened the wind field and said, "I'm black evil scholar Yang Xuan, you..."

After hearing the name of Yang Xuan, Tian boguang looked like a ghost. His face turned white and his figure jumped directly from the cliff.

After a gust of wind, Yang Xuan shook the folding fan awkwardly. Hey? I didn't follow the script. Shouldn't I get an amnesty and say something grateful?

"Old man, have you seen almost? You haven't come out yet."

He had already sensed that someone was there and wanted to force him out. Unexpectedly, he was humiliated by a shit stirring stick. Suddenly, Yang Xuan was angry and broke a big tree ten feet away.

A white figure flashed out and swept over from far to near.

"Little friend, what a strong internal skill. I can't find a second person in Wulin just because of this internal skill cultivation. What are you doing in Huashan sect this time?"

Yang Xuan looked at the old man. He was dressed in a white robe and his long hair was scattered. Although he had no weapons and momentum, he stood there with a vague feeling. However, in Yang Xuan's eyes, the old man was like a sword without scabbard.

"The wind is clear?"

"Hmm? I've lived in seclusion for many years, but someone knows me?" Feng Qingyang was surprised.

"I want to see how Dugu Jiujian is doing, but judging from your momentum, I guess you have already mastered the sword skill." Yang Xuan smiled and was obviously glad to have such a successor.

People in the Jianghu knew that they were all the older generation. They knew that they knew that they practiced Dugu Jiujian, and few of them lived in the world. Qingyang was a little confused about Yang Xuan's identity. He hesitated and said, "who are you?"