Chapter 154 Quanzhen Sword Fight

When Feng Yi returned to the inn, Wanyan Ping's body had already been buried by Zhen Zhibing and Zhao Zhijing. Seeing that he looked unhappy, the two became even more frightened.

Speaking of Feng Yi, this is what Zhen and Zhao knew about him before.

He is aloof and arrogant, with unfathomable martial arts skills. He is a martial arts genius, like a solitary peak standing alone, looking down on the crowd. The only thing he is criticized for is his love for women. He is also deeply in love with Xiao Long Nu (Note: This is Zhen Zhibing's exclusive knowledge. It is because Feng Yi first met Zhen Zhibing and was asked by him how he knew what happened in Zhongnan Mountain. He said that he liked Xiao Long Nu, so he followed her and found out. This made Zhen Zhibing think that he and he were of the same kind.) But as he became entangled with Li Mochou, it was clear that he was just after beauty and had no bottom line.

Zhen Zhibing originally thought that he and Xiaolongnu were quite compatible, but now he met a slim woman in green and chased after her again. This man's fickle behavior was not worthy of the pure goddess in his heart at all.

But when they examined Wanyan Ping's body, the truth about her unusual character came to light.

This was because Wanyan Ping was extremely beautiful, and even in death she was still charming. However, when the two men checked, they found that all the bones in her body were broken.

And they knew that when Feng Yi took action, he didn't say a word to Wanyan Ping.

Because they heard the conversation between Cheng Ying and Wanyan Ping, but Feng Yi didn't say anything, and obviously took action directly!

Such cold-bloodedness completely overturns the perception of not being able to distinguish right from wrong when facing a beautiful woman. This is just like when I killed Yelu Qi. As long as I think you deserve to be killed, I will show no mercy.

It doesn't matter how powerful your sect is or how beautiful you are.

This free-spirited spirit made Zhen Zhibing and Zhao Zhijing wonder whether going to Zhongnan Mountain was a blessing or a curse for themselves and their sect.

But they dared not disobey or run away!

They knew that if they ran away, Quanzhen Sect would be in big trouble! So the two of them lay down late at night, unable to sleep.

The next day, Feng Yi saw that the two were worried, and he knew that Wanyan Ping's death had shocked them more than Yelu Qi, so he laughed secretly.

After they had breakfast, Feng Yi found an old horse and rode north.

Along the way, Feng Yi asked the two about Taoist professional terms related to cultivating immortals.

Although Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing did not believe in the idea of ​​cultivating immortals, because their uncle Ma Yu loved to cultivate immortals and ended up in the afterlife, but when Feng Yi asked, they did their best to relay the story.

In the past, Feng Yi was a scientist. But when the time travel and system thing happened, you said you wanted to talk about science, and that cultivation and destiny were all fictitious. That was pure brain disease.

Can science explain the transmigration of the soul and the body?

Therefore, he always felt that the Taoist idea of ​​cultivating immortals might not be aimless, and he could also learn some related knowledge.

After all, just because it’s impossible to cultivate immortality in this world doesn’t mean it’s impossible in other worlds.

He deeply believes that environment shapes people.

The saying “A dragon cannot be raised in shallow water, and a land without blessings cannot retain good guests!” is never an empty statement.

Therefore, I studied very hard and even asked Zhen Zhibing to teach me the Mongolian language. After all, it would be very inconvenient to go to Mongolia if I didn't speak Mongolian.

Zhen Zhibing once accompanied Qiu Chuji on a journey west to meet Genghis Khan and knew some simple Mongolian.

A few people walked in the morning and stayed at night. If they took a remote road, they could still find a small restaurant, but it would be different if they were on the main road.

This was because the Mongolian army had just passed through the border, and not only were nine out of ten houses empty near the main road, there was not even a trace of human life left, which was heartbreaking to see.

Feng Yi frowned and murmured, "I have known for a long time that Cao Cao once said, 'Bone exposed in the wild, no rooster crows for a thousand miles,' but I have never seen this scene. I am afraid that once Jiangnan is broken, it will be like this."

Zhen Zhibing sighed and said solemnly, "Yes, back then Cao Mengde was just fighting against Yuan Shao, and we were all fighting among the same clan, and we felt this way.

Now, foreign races are in power. Mongolia is a country of tigers and wolves. When I traveled west with my master, I saw with my own eyes the cruelty of the Mongolian soldiers who massacred cities and plundered land. Once the prosperous land of Jiangnan is destroyed, I am afraid that the Five Barbarians' Invasion of China and the Shame of Jingkang are not enough to describe it! "

Zhao Zhijing said: "There is nothing we can do. Since the court 'crossed the river to the south', it has been more than a hundred years. We have the desire to restore the country, but it is difficult to achieve it. That is because the enemy is strong and we are weak! Relying on the power of the Song State alone, it is not enough to protect itself, let alone drive out the enemy, so we have to ally with the Mongols to destroy the Jin Dynasty.

Unfortunately, Mongolia is now rising, and its military strength is unmatched in the world. It will be difficult for the Song Dynasty to survive."

A gust of wind blew by. It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer, but Feng Yi suddenly felt a chill, a bone-chilling cold.

Because people like Zhao Zhijing had such insight, it was clear that the Song Dynasty must have had many talents, but it still could not avoid the destruction of the country and the family. Could it be that the Mongols were really destined to be unstoppable? No matter how much I did, it would be in vain?

Soon, they arrived in Shaanxi. Feng Yi suddenly stopped the horses and said, "Everyone, come out now!"

Zhao Zhijing asked in surprise: "Who is it?"

At this time, three old beggars walked out from a rocky corner, the leader of which was the Beggars' Sect leader Lu Youjiao. The other two were carrying seven sacks, and they were the Seven-Bag Disciples of the Beggars' Sect.

Feng Yi laughed: "Boss Lu, you're here so early!"

They dismounted immediately. Zhen and Zhao Dao did not dare to be negligent and dismounted to greet each other. They were all old acquaintances and exchanged a few words of greeting.

Lu Youjiao said, "I was asked by Hero Guo and Gang Leader Huang to meet with Sect Leader Qiu to discuss important matters. I learned that Hero Feng was traveling with Taoist Master Zhen and Taoist Master Zhao, so I am waiting here."

The faces of Zhen and Zhao Dao became red. They were forced away by Yang Guo at the last Heroes Conference, but they did not expect that Guo Jing and his wife would still send people here.

After questioning, we learned that Lu Youjiao and others took remote paths, while Zhen Zhibing and others took the main road, so both sides intended to form an alliance, but their troops did not meet.

The Beggars' Sect is the largest gang in the world, and the few people did not deliberately hide their whereabouts. It is not surprising that the Beggars' Sect knows their movements. This place is not far from Zhongnan Mountain. The few people talked while walking and soon reached the foot of the mountain.

From afar, the dark palace with green tiles stands taller than the dense shade. Zhen and Zhao return home, and Feng Yi comes again, all of them filled with emotion.

Before he got close, he saw a horse galloping towards him, and shouted from afar: "Brother Zhen!"

He was wearing a yellow shirt and a star-shaped crown. He was young, handsome and extraordinary. He jumped off his horse.

"Junior Brother Qi!"

Zhen Zhibing also hurriedly dismounted, came forward, took his hand and asked, "Where are you going?"

The young Taoist looked at Feng Yi and the others and asked, "Senior Brother Zhen, Senior Brother Zhao, who are these people?"

Zhao Zhijing said, "This is the hero Feng and the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Lu, who are here to pay a visit to the headmaster."

The Taoist was startled and said in a trembling voice: "Feng Yi? The one with Li Mochou..."

The young Taoist was named Qi Zhicheng, and he was also a disciple of Qiu Chuji. He had heard of Feng Yi's name, and Li Mochou had fought with her uncles, masters, and uncles many times, and the Quanzhen disciples had suffered a lot at her hands. The person who came was Feng Yi, and people in the martial arts world said that he had a close relationship with Li Mochou, as if they were married, so if the husband and wife were one, then the person who came must have bad intentions, and he was very frightened.

Feng Yi just smiled and said nothing.

Zhen Zhibing said, "Brother, don't panic, go and inform the master."

Qi Zhicheng said: "Master and all the uncles and uncles are in seclusion, so they sent me to Xiangyang to urgently summon my brother to take over the position of headmaster."

Zhen Zhibing was stunned and said, "The old man has reached such a high level of Kung Fu, what else does he need to practice?"

Qi Zhicheng looked at Feng Yi, Lu Youjiao and others, and pulled him more than ten feet away. Zhao Zhijing said with a grim face: "What can't be said in person!" and followed.

Qi Zhicheng whispered, "My two senior brothers, you may not know that in the past few days, my disciples went down the mountain and were attacked. Some were seriously injured, and some were beaten to death. After they were carried up the mountain, the headmaster asked the injured and combined with what they said, we found out that it was Ouyang Feng."

"The Western Poison Ouyang Feng!" Zhao Zhijing was shocked.

Zhen Zhibing remained calm: "Go on."

Qi Zhicheng was impressed by his calmness and thought to himself, "No wonder Master wants him to take over as the headmaster. No one among the third generation disciples can match his magnanimity."

Feng Yi had profound internal strength, and even though he didn't want to listen, he still heard it. He was very surprised. Why did Ouyang Feng come to make things difficult for Chongyang Palace again?

Then Qi Zhicheng said, “I heard from the injured disciple that Ouyang Feng asked someone to take him to find Yang Guo, but Yang Guo is not here, how can we find him?

But that madman would beat people up as soon as they disagreed with something. Some were slightly injured, while others died the next day.

The master and several uncles wanted to capture Ouyang Feng, but he was so elusive that they could not find any trace of him.

The master had no choice but to go to the back mountain to find Miss Long to see if she had returned to the mountain, but no one answered. In desperation, the master had to cross the forbidden area and go to the ancient tomb, but the entrance was blocked by a huge rock.

Apparently no one lives in the ancient tomb, but Ouyang Feng makes trouble from time to time. The five masters are helpless about this and have no choice but to prevent their disciples from leaving the mountain. They want to concentrate on research and create a powerful martial art to revive the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect. "

On the birthday of Xiaolongnu, all the evil people in the martial arts world gathered in Zhongnan Mountain. Dalba and Huodu easily broke into Chongyang Palace. Huodu seriously injured Hao Datong in just a few moves. If Guo Jing had not arrived at the right time to help, Quanzhen Sect would have suffered a great loss.

Even so, the Quanzhen Sect's headquarters, Chongyang Palace, was still burned to rubble by Huodu and others.

Ever since the great master Chongyang made the world famous, the Quanzhen Sect has always been known as the authentic martial arts sect. The Seven Quanzhen disciples have profound cultivation and have indeed lived up to their ancestral legacy.

But in Dashengguan, Yang Guo made Zhao Zhijing miserable without moving his hands or feet in Guo Jing's study. Although Sun Buer was nearby, she couldn't understand what was happening. It seemed that the Quanzhen sect's martial arts were completely vulnerable to the Gumu sect. Moreover, Yang Guo cursed Hao Datong in public, calling him a shameless thug and a demon villain. This blood feud must be avenged sooner or later.

Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou fought each other at the Heroes' Conference at Dashengguan. Their martial arts skills were so superb that no other woman could match them, and even most men felt inferior to them.

Therefore, even if there are only three people in the Tomb Sect, they are all top masters of the time, and their reputations are feared throughout the world.

This caused great shock to the Quanzhen Sect. In addition, a madman named Ouyang Feng made the Chongyang Palace in turmoil because of Yang Guo.

Among the Seven Quanzhen Masters, Tan Chuduan was killed by Ouyang Feng in his early years, and Ma Yu has also passed away now. Only Liu Chuxuan, Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, Hao Datong, and Sun Buer are left. They are all old and their energy is declining.

He remembered that there were no outstanding talents among the third and fourth generation disciples. Now that Mongolia was invading from the south, the country was in great trouble. In the future, the Mongolian Tantric Sect and the Ancient Tomb Sect would come to seek revenge. If the five disciples of Quanzhen were still alive, they could resist for a while. However, if the enemy came again in ten years, with external and internal troubles, the Quanzhen Sect, which was known as the authentic martial arts sect in the world, would be completely defeated.

Therefore, the five of them decided to practice in seclusion and cultivate themselves in order to develop a powerful martial art in order to preserve the reputation of authentic martial arts throughout the world, not only to promote education but also to protect the country and the people.

The secular affairs of the sect were put aside for the time being, so Zhen Zhibing was summoned back to the mountain to take over the position of the head of the sect.

After hearing this, Zhen Zhibing gave a wry smile and asked, "Have the Master and all the uncles gone into seclusion?"

Qi Zhicheng said: "They asked me to go to Xiangyang today last night, so it shouldn't be there yet!"

Feng Yi came over and said, "Then let's go up the mountain quickly. It would be inconvenient to disturb you after you have finished your retreat."

Qi Zhicheng looked at Zhen Zhibing, and Zhen Zhibing nodded.

Qi Zhicheng went up the mountain in a flash. Not long after, four Taoists wearing yellow caps rushed down the mountain, bowed to Zhen Zhibing, and said, "Master Chonghe, you are back."

Zhen Zhibing's Taoist name is "Chonghe", but no one has ever called him that except his direct disciples.

These four Taoists are the third generation disciples of Quanzhen Sect, and they have always been like brothers to him. One of them is much older than him.

Zhen Zhibing felt extremely sorry and quickly dismounted to return the greeting, saying modestly, "How can I be worthy of such respect from the four senior brothers?"

The oldest Taoist priest was Ma Yu's disciple. He said, "The five uncles have issued a decree that as soon as Master Chonghe arrives, he will temporarily take over as the headmaster and handle all matters of the sect."

As he was talking, he could hear the sound of music on the mountain, the sound of bells and chimes, and the Taoist priests from various departments came out of the mountain gate in a line of geese. They came to Zhen Zhibing, bowed their heads in greeting, and shouted in unison to welcome the "Master."

Feng Yi was secretly shocked when he saw this momentum.

Zhao Zhijing frowned, feeling angry, jealous, and proud: "Wait for Zhen Zhibing to confess that he had lustful thoughts about Xiao Longnu, and then see what you will do."

Zhen Zhibing introduced Feng Yi to him, and the two of them exchanged greetings. Zhen Zhibing then pointed at Lu Youjiao and said, "This is the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Lu. I'm glad to meet you all!"

Naturally, Lu Youjiao's reputation is not as great as Feng Yi's, but the status of the leader of the Beggars' Sect is equal to that of the head of the Quanzhen Sect, so he dare not neglect him.

Several people were surrounded by a group of Taoist priests and went up to Mount Zhongnan. Zhao Zhijing followed silently behind with his face turning red and white.

Chongyang Palace is located high up in Mount Zhongnan. In the evening, when we arrived outside Chongyang Palace, we saw more than 500 Taoists in the palace lined up from the main hall to a distance of more than ten feet outside the mountain gate. All we could hear were the ringing of bronze bells and the rumbling of leather drums, and hundreds of Taoists bowed their heads and waited in silence.

Seeing such a grand and solemn scene, Zhen Zhibing, who was originally depressed, could not help but be cheered up.

With the escort of sixteen senior disciples, they first arrived at the Sanqing Hall. Ma Yu's disciple stepped forward and said, "Master Feng, Boss Lu, please wait in the side hall first."

They were going to hold a grand ceremony to take over the leadership of the sect, and they needed to kowtow to the Three Pure Ones and Wang Chongyang. It would be inappropriate for outsiders to enter and for them not to kowtow, and it would be even more unbeautiful if they didn't. It would be best not to let them in.

Feng Yi and Lu Youjiao looked at each other, and suddenly heard Zhen Zhibing say, "Brother, I have a bad character and am not fit to take over as the headmaster. I have failed the headmaster's trust. I will go and confess my sin to my master!"

When the Taoists heard this, they were greatly surprised and suspicious.

Zhen Zhibing took over as the headmaster according to the headmaster's decree, but he said he was not worthy.

Zhao Zhijing had a half-smile on his face, full of ridicule.

Zhen Zhibing said, "Hero Feng and Boss Lu are here to meet Master Changchun. Please rest for a while in the back hall. I will go and tell Master about this."

Feng Yi nodded and said, "Okay!"

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The four Taoists who were in charge of receiving guests in the sect accompanied Feng Yi, Lu Youjiao and other Beggar Gang disciples to have tea in the back hall.

They drank a few sips of tea in silence. After a long while, Lu Youjiao suddenly said, "Master Feng, please forgive me for being frank. Your idea is really difficult to implement, but we are on the same page, so I, Lu Youjiao, will keep my word.

After I have negotiated with Sect Leader Qiu about killing the enemy's generals and soldiers and destroying their food and grass, we will go through water and fire."

Feng Yi was impressed by his serious words and said, "I am young and inexperienced, so some of my words may be wrong. Besides, everyone has their own opinions, so how can they agree with each other?

As long as everyone is united in the fight against the Mongols, can we discuss minor disputes? I believe that we can always achieve unity."

Lu Youjiao is highly regarded by Hong Qigong and Huang Rong. He is not a man without strategy. He understands what he means: You have your opinion, I have mine. We can have different opinions, but we should agree until we agree!

How to do it? Just fight.

Anyway, Feng Yi has always done this.

And this is also the case in the underworld.

If they disagree, they will start fighting.

Whoever wins has the most truth! But a long laugh was heard outside the hall: "Haha, Master Feng is so quick to speak. I admire you!" The voice was powerful and strong.

Figures swayed outside the door, and five white-haired Taoist priests walked in shoulder to shoulder. They were the five Quanzhen disciples, Qiu, Liu, Wang, Hao, and Sun. Behind them were three generations of disciples, Zhen Zhibing, Zhao Zhijing, Qi Zhicheng, etc.

Feng Yi, Lu Youjiao and others knew that the person who had just spoken was Qiu Chuji. When they heard the voice, they all stood up and bowed to greet each other.

Qiu Chuji raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Master Feng, I am not praising you. Your martial arts are indeed superb, but your insight and perseverance make me admire you even more!"

Feng Yi heard this, but there was no joy on his face. Instead, he smiled bitterly and said, "Master Changchun, thank you for your praise."

How could he not hear that this was saying that if he couldn't convince others with words, he could use his fists to make things right.

Lu Youjiao laughed and said, "Don't be surprised if the old beggar comes uninvited, Taoist priests."

Feng Yi and others did not hide the fact that they had killed Zhou Botong's disciple Yelu Qi and released Yelu Yan. As the leader of the Beggars' Sect, he was well-informed and already knew about this. He was afraid that the two sides would confront each other and that the situation would turn into a big fight in the martial arts world if not handled properly, so he quickly changed the subject.

“How dare we!” All the Quanzhen disciples said in unison: “Boss Lu, you are too polite!”

Liu Chuxuan smiled and said, "You have come a long way and must be tired. How about taking a rest for a night and discussing it again tomorrow morning?"

Feng Yi said, "Everyone's time is precious, so make a decision early and speak up!"

Sun Buer said coldly: "I wonder what you want to teach me?"

Feng Yi said: "One is for the public, the other is for private."

Sun Buer said: "I would like to hear the details."

Feng Yi said: "First, I want your sect to support and cooperate with my plan like the Beggars' Sect, and second, I killed Master Zhou Botong's apprentice, and I came here to give an explanation to your sect!"

All the Quanzhen Taoists changed color.

Qiu Chuji, Sun Buer and others stopped their retreat when they heard Qi Zhicheng's report that the leader of the Fengyi clan's Beggar Gang had arrived. They happened to meet Zhen Zhibing and Zhao Zhijing, and had already heard about this matter from them.

Others were not in a bad mood, but Sun Buer was furious and said loudly: "Well, you are so arrogant and are here to demonstrate to my Quanzhen Sect, so let's do it!"

Although she is a Taoist, her mind is not as broad as Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi and others. In front of Guo Jing, Yang Guo turned black and white, putting all the blame for the apostasy on Quanzhen Sect and Guo Jing, and humiliated Zhao Zhijing in front of her. Ouyang Feng, the archenemy of the sect, also killed and injured several disciples because of Yang Guo.

Before this matter was settled, Feng Yi killed his uncle's disciples again, and came to their house in a swagger, asking them to obey him. He simply treated the Quanzhen Sect as if it were nothing. How could this be tolerated! Feng Yi naturally knew that the Taoist nun was angry. If he were in their situation, he would be in the same situation, so he naturally ignored it.

Lu Youjiao thought to himself: "If this happened on an ordinary day, the right and wrong should be distinguished. But today's meeting is so important, how can it be delayed for personal matters?" So he wanted to persuade them.

Qiu Chuji waved his hand and said, "Although we have never met Yelu Qi, since he is a disciple of my uncle, he must be a member of the Quanzhen Sect.

If you have sufficient evidence to say that he is a Mongolian spy, it would be fine, but killing him based on mere speculation is wrong!

Although we are Taoists, it is common for people in the martial arts world to fight with swords and guns if we disagree. Since you dare to come to Zhongnan Mountain today to give us an explanation, you are a real man. I will not be polite!"

As he spoke, he drew out the sword from Zhen Zhibing's waist, formed a sword gesture with his left hand, and the long sword immediately made a "buzzing" sound, which showed that he had deep internal strength. He said, "Qiu Chuji would like to learn a sword technique from you!"

Although Qiu Chuji was a Taoist monk, he had a fiery temper and extraordinary heroism.

After all, he was also a man who walked the streets with his head hanging on his waist, so Feng Yi killing Yelu Qi did not affect him much.

Because although he had never met Yelu Qi, he had met Yelu Chucai at Genghis Khan's place. Yelu Chucai was indeed a great talent and a loyal minister to the country, but he worked for Mongolia. In Feng Yi's words, "their hero is my enemy."

How can I not kill?

No one can say this is wrong!

So since Feng Yi had already killed Yelu Zhu, he naturally had to kill Yelu Qi as well. This was a way to avoid future troubles in the dispute between the two clans! However, since Yelu Qi had worshipped Zhou Botong as his master, he, as the head of the Quanzhen Sect, had to express his opinion.

"It's great!" Feng Yi said with a smile, "I heard that Taoist Qiu is the number one master of Quanzhen Sect. It's a great honor to be able to receive your teachings!"

He saw Qiu Chuji putting on airs, his every move and gesture as ethereal as a fairy, showing the demeanor of a true master. He stretched out his hand and Qi Zhicheng handed him a sword.

"Ha ha……"

Captain Qiu Chuji laughed and moved his feet slightly. He swung his sword out with a staggered stream of cold light, as if stars were falling. This was the Quanzhen Sect's superior sword technique, "One Sword Transforms into Three Purities".

Each move can be transformed into three styles, and each style has many variations. It is the most advanced sword technique of Quanzhen Sect. It is not easy for ordinary Quanzhen disciples to develop "Erqing".

Qiu Chuji was the best martial artist among the Seven Quanzhen disciples. He stabbed with his sword, and the whole area in front of Feng Yi was filled with flashing sword lights. It was unclear which sword was real and which was fake.

Quanzhen disciples rarely saw Qiu Chuji use a sword, and they were all envious.

Feng Yi's long sword shook, and with a swish, it had blocked Qiu Chuji's long sword. Qiu Chuji knew that Feng Yi's internal strength was profound and he could not fight him head-on, so he quickly used his internal strength in his arms, and the sword body vibrated. A cold light flashed, and then there was a loud "buzzing" sound. He shrank his body, and the sword went off the point, and the long sword slashed towards his forearm.

His two moves were fast and accurate, but Feng Yi pointed his sword and hit his wrist directly.

Seeing that he failed to stab the other person and the sword stabbed himself first, Qiu Chuji quickly retracted his hand, and withdrew his sword, he stabbed Feng Yi's right leg.

Feng Yi used a move called "As if Sealed and Closed". The sword body trembled violently, and countless sword lights appeared, pressing towards Qiu Chuji like waves in circles.

This move is the Tai Chi sword that Liu Chengfeng used back then. Now Feng Yi's martial arts has reached the level of perfection. He is not bound by routines and can use any martial arts he picks up.

Everyone was secretly surprised: "I heard that Feng Yi's internal strength, boxing, and swordsmanship are all unrivaled in the world, but I didn't expect his swordsmanship to be so advanced."

In an instant, the sword energy filled the sky, and the moves were seamless. Qiu Chuji's martial arts skills were the best among his peers. He had practiced swordsmanship for decades and his skills were already extremely pure. Seeing Feng Yi's exquisite sword moves, he could not help but admire them greatly. He quickly turned his body and used a move called "The Stars Move".

This move utilizes the "stickiness" technique, but it contains countless variations. If you handle it improperly, blood will surely be splattered.

With a clang, the long swords intersected. Qiu Chuji was about to draw the long sword, with the tip of the sword directly covering the seven acupuncture points on Feng Yi's chest. Unexpectedly, he felt an internal force like lightning passing through, traveling along the meridians, his arm went numb, and the long sword suddenly hummed.

Qiu Chuji groaned, flew over ten feet close to the ground, and used his internal energy to dissolve the strange force.

Without giving him a chance to catch his breath, Feng Yi shook his body and swung his sword. Qiu Chuji immediately felt a strong force coming towards him, and it was a move from the Quanzhen Sect called "Hu Shuang Qianli".

Qiu Chuji couldn't help but laugh: "Master Feng, your Quanzhen swordsmanship is so wonderful!" He turned around and didn't dare to take the attack head-on.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "The Quanzhen sword technique has subtle changes, and I really admire it."

Qiu Chuji knew his intention and gave a bitter smile in his heart. Then he focused and fought again. Each move was faster than the last, and each move made the sound of the wind roar. Feng Yi's whole body was covered by the sword, but his movements were graceful. He was truly an immortal, free and easy, like a god descending to earth.

But Feng Yiyuan was calm and composed, unlike Qiu Chuji who was always fighting. He swung the sword in his hand freely. With a slight shake of his wrist, the sword flowers could transform into sword shadows all over the sky.

His swordplay was exquisite and ingenious, and he occasionally concealed a few Quanzhen swordplay techniques in it, which made the Quanzhen Taoists both surprised and angry.

The two of them exchanged 101 moves, but with a clang, Qiu Chuji's sword swept across the corner of Feng Yi's clothes. The swift sword wind blew off a large piece of his clothes.

The Quanzhen Taoists cheered loudly, but before the shouting stopped, Feng Yi flashed like a whirlwind and used a move called "Long River Setting Sun". His sword was like a ring, encircling Qiu Chuji's long sword. Qiu Chuji then chopped out with his left palm, fierce and brutal, extremely powerful.

However, Feng Yi did not dodge or evade, and his sword was as straight as an arrow, pointing at Qiu Chuji's throat.

All the Quanzhen Taoists shouted in unison: "Master..." and were about to rush over, but Feng Yi drew his sword so quickly that before they could finish their words, the sword had already pointed at Qiu Chuji's throat, and Qiu Chuji even hit Feng Yi in the chest with a palm.

Feng Yi said, "Great Kung Fu! This is the first time that someone has stripped me of my clothes since I debuted! The Quanzhen Sect is known as the authentic martial arts school in the world, and it really lives up to its reputation. I admire you, I admire you!"

As he spoke, his figure had already passed three feet away, handed the sword to Qi Zhicheng, and then stood back in his original position.

Even though the Quanzhen Taoists knew that Feng Yi was a martial arts master, and that he was ranked number one in the world after a fierce battle with Guo Jing, they did not expect him to be so powerful, not to mention that he had such profound internal strength that he was able to take a palm strike from Qiu Chuji but act as if nothing had happened.

Just now, his body movements were as strange as a snake and his retreat was as fast as lightning. It was something he had never seen before. If he wanted to kill anyone on the field, it would be difficult for him to resist.

Now there are only five of the Seven Quanzhen disciples left. Even if we add two more third-generation disciples, they probably won’t be a match! Qiu Chuji sighed, his expression was particularly bitter, and said lightly: "Your Excellency, please give way to me, I know that!

Otherwise, how could I have made three moves? The reputation of the authentic martial arts that my master created in the world has finally been in my hands!"

Feng Yi smiled slightly and said, “Master Qiu, you are too polite.

Fei Feng is just boasting. Anyone who can take one of my moves is a top-notch expert, let alone three moves? Your sect did not use the Quanzhen Sect's most superior martial arts, the "Tian Gang Beidou Formation", so the victory or defeat does not count.

Now you and I are fighting one-on-one, and you were able to exchange more than a hundred moves with me. You even lifted my clothes and hit me with a palm, which made my blood boil. This move will definitely not damage the reputation of your sect.

Moreover, I believe that your sect is praised as the authentic martial arts school in the world, not only because Master Chongyang’s martial arts is the best in the world, but also because of his noble sentiment of daring to take up his sword to resist in the face of invasion!

If one is just strong in martial arts, like Feng, then he is just a brave man, so what is the point of talking about him? "

(End of this chapter)