Tian Boguang's knife skills were like thunder and lightning, so fast that only a cold light was left, while Linghu Chong was tutoring all night, and his strength improved greatly.
For a while, the two actually fought equally, and in an instant, more than 100 moves passed.
Both of them felt that their strength was not enough, and the speed of their moves began to slow down invisibly.
In the martial arts of the world, as long as there are moves, there must be flaws, this is the core idea of Dugu Jiujian!
Linghu Chong seized the opportunity, looked at the opportunity, waited until Tian Boguang showed his flaws, took the risk of rushing in, and went all out to break the knife, twisting Tian Boguang's fast knife with the sword, unable to control it at all, and he was out of his hand in an instant.
Tian Boguang was still waiting to react and picked up the knife to fight back, but the next moment, the tip of Linghu Chong's sword hit his throat.
"Brother Tian, I accept it!" Linghu Chong put away his sword and stood on his own, and said softly.
Tian Boguang's face was full of disbelief, why did he lose? How could it be lost? However, his right arm, which was still trembling and dripping with blood, really pulled him back to reality.
Overnight, the first-class realm battle master actually won the battle head-on, Huashan Sword Sect, indeed worthy of its name.
It's just that Linghu Chong won, and his task could not be completed, but would he still have his life?
Under multiple blows, Tian Boguang was disheartened, used his skills, and raised his palm to slap his face.
"No!" Linghu Chong was shocked, his eyes were quick, and he rushed forward to stop him.
"Brother Tian, it's just a matter of winning or losing for a while, why bother to die!" Linghu Chong asked.
Tian Boguang smiled bitterly and said: "To be honest, I was ordered to die and fed poison, if I can't invite Brother Linghu down the mountain on this trip, I'm afraid I'll die of rotten intestines.
"Brother Tian, I don't know who is threatening you, but I think most things in this world are straight from the boat to the bridge. Linghu Chong persuaded and comforted him.
"You're right, Tian is not afraid of death, so why be afraid of anything else, I'll go down the mountain now, I can't say I can still find a way to survive. Brother Linghu, the mountains and rivers have met, and we will have a time in the future!" Tian Boguang figured it out all of a sudden.
He just fell into a demonic barrier just now, impulsive, compared to begging for death, whenever there is a chance to live, why not live?
"I'll go ask the great monk, I, Tian Boguang, can't invite Linghu Chong, if I have to die, I'll admit it!" Tian Boguang thought in his heart and went down the cliff without looking back.
"Huh-" Linghu Chong let out a long sigh, but finally left.
In the original work, the two are somewhat sympathetic to each other. If it weren't for Yue Buqun's Zixia Divine Skill and the Hengshan Sect's Tianxiang Intermittent Ointment treatment, I would have gone to the West at this moment, and even the grass on the grave would have to be three feet high.
And this second meeting, if it weren't for the sudden help of the Sword Sect senior Feng Qingyang and teaching the sword-breaking style, I am afraid that he would have been coerced down the mountain by Tian Boguang at this time. In this way, the position of the head of the Huashan Sect will not have to be thought about in the future, and even whether or not he can stay in the division is a matter of two opinions.
Therefore, at present, Linghu Chong only has the hatred for evil and heretical ways to Tian Boguang, and there is no sense of cherishment for heroes and heroes.
He wished that Tian Boguang would die immediately, but - don't die on Mount Hua.
The Huashan Sect now has hundreds of female disciples, if this notorious flower picker, the lewd thief Tian Boguang, dies in Huashan, what is this matter, and what will others say when it spreads to the rivers and lakes? Even if it is not good, there are those people with bad intentions who arrange it randomly.
After dealing with the affairs here, Linghu Chong ran to Feng Qingyang and immediately bowed and worshipped.
"Uncle Taishi, please also teach me the complete Dugu Nine Swords!"
"Hahaha......" Feng Qingyang pinched his beard and laughed, as if he was waiting for this moment.
"I didn't expect that when I reached my twilight years, I could actually find a heir for Dugu Jiujian, which is really a blessing for you and me!"
Linghu Chong was overjoyed, with these words, Dugu Jiujian did not run away.
If you only learn a piece of the sword-breaking style, the sword-breaking style, and the general formula, you can defeat a master like Tian Boguang. Can you break your wrist with Master!
So next, Linghu Chong began to officially learn the Dugu Nine Swords.
Feng Qingyang taught the general outline first, but after only teaching it once, Linghu Chong was able to memorize it word for word.
"Chong'er, you must not tell anyone about learning swordsmanship with me today." Feng Qingyang taught the general outline, and suddenly became solemn.
"Can't my master and wife talk about it?" Linghu Chong asked.
"Yes, your master and wife can't talk about it either!" Feng Qingyang nodded.
"This ......" Linghu Chong suddenly had a pimple in his heart, Master and his wife raised him like their own son for more than ten years, and Master planned for himself everywhere and cultivated himself to be the next generation of the Huashan Sect.
It doesn't seem good if you still hide it from them.
But after a moment of hesitation, he looked up and saw Feng Qingyang's eyes.
Linghu Chong suddenly felt cold all over, and the hair on his body suddenly rose, what kind of eyes were that, without kind eyebrows and kind eyes, without amiability, as if he hesitated a little more, he would immediately be beaten to death.
"Of course this is as it should be." Linghu Chong blurted out, and the next moment, he felt the temperature return to his body.
"Okay, let's swear a poisonous oath!" Feng Qingyang nodded and said again.
Linghu Chong did not dare to hesitate, and immediately knelt down and swore.
Feng Qingyang smiled with satisfaction and said: "Chong'er, if I don't have to force you, it's really your master, and he's not a good person. At that time, our Huashan sect was divided into airbender and sword sect, and the two had different concepts, so we ......"
Feng Qingyang chattered and actually talked about the dispute between the Huashan Sect Sword Sect Airbender again, but in his description, Linghu Chong's master Ning Qingyu became a complete villain, and his master Yue Buqun also became an executioner who mutilated his fellow disciples.
"This ......" Linghu Chong's three views were shocked, which was completely different from what his master said, who was lying? Or is it a matter of narrative perspective?
It's just that what shocked him was not here, but a person at Feng Qingyang's age, who was still a senior master and a martial arts celebrity, and was actually playing with right and wrong.
As the saying goes: Don't say the father's ugliness to the son.
Even if Yue Buqun really has all kinds of wrongdoings, he is also Linghu Chong's own master, and he is closer to him than his own father.
"This person has bad intentions, so you need to be careful!" Linghu Chong remained calm, showing surprise and collapse at the right time, and completely followed Feng Qingyang's rhythm.
"When I learn the Dugu Nine Swords, I will find a way to get rid of it." Linghu Chong secretly thought in his heart that his previous good impression of Feng Qingyang had disappeared without a trace at this moment.
All that remains, there is only deep fear......