Chapter 494 Yangshan
"What?!"
The Returning Goose Mandarin Duck Formation, which had been secretly trained for a long time and was placed with great expectations, did not play the slightest role, and all of them were killed by Yang Qingyun's sword in an instant.
At this moment, Dushanlong's eyes widened in horror.
His eyes were full of disbelief!
My heart fell into an endless dark abyss at this moment, and my whole body was cold to the bone! The battle was over in an instant.
Yang Qingyun strolled leisurely in the garden, and killed all the old bandits with his sword skills. There was a streak of bright red blood on the blade of the fine steel sword in his hand.
But he didn't stop.
It's like the ground has shrunk to an inch.
Between breaths,
A man came to Dushanlong! He approached slowly without saying anything, but the huge pressure, like a tidal wave, crushed Dushanlong, an irresistible force, as if he would crush him to pieces in the next moment! Dushanlong stared at Yang Qingyun who was approaching with his eyes wide open. At this moment, he felt like he was facing the approaching god of death. The huge pressure almost suffocated him! The air seemed to freeze! "Ah! Die for me!!!"
finally,
Unable to bear this terrifying pressure, a thread in Dushanlong's mind completely collapsed! "Tiger Roaring Forest Knife!"
Under the huge pressure, Dushanlong put life and death aside and slashed out this long-condensed trick! Roar! In an instant, the long sword roared, and it seemed that a tiger roared in the flat ground. The long wind swept through the air, and the sword light full of fierce death chopped down towards Yang Qingyun!
"Huh? A breakthrough on the battlefield? Interesting!"
"But unfortunately, the gap is too big."
This knife,
In the eyes of ordinary people, it is already pretty good.
But from the perspective of Yang Qingyun, who had already reached an extremely high level in the way of the sword, it was just like that.
Without taking it too seriously, Yang Qingyun swung the sword in his hand. The sword light was like a flowing spring breeze and a continuous drizzle. The tip of the sword seemed to pass through the void and lightly hit the tiger-roaring blade of Dushanlong.
The clash of these two attacks,
One is heavy and the other is light. At first glance, anyone would think that Yang Qingyun's light and continuous sword light would be crushed by Dushanlong's heavy tiger-roaring blade like a rotten wood. But the reality is just the opposite!
The moment the blade and the sword collided,
The light spring breeze sword seemed to have some kind of indestructible power at this moment! Dushanlong's sword light, like the roar of a tiger, not only did not defeat Yang Qingyun's thin sword, but on the contrary, under the breeze of the long sword, the power contained in it instantly collapsed and dissipated! With a crisp sound of ding, the visible energy exploded, and a gust of wind was rolled up within a radius of several feet. The surrounding branches and leaves were blown rustling, and the fallen leaves on the ground were swept up, carrying smoke and dust in all directions! And almost at the same time,
Dushanlong only felt that the beheading sword was carrying a terrifying force like a tidal wave, sweeping over him.
At that moment, he felt as if a huge bell had hit him hard, and the beheading sword in his hand loosened, and was bounced away by the terrible force, and the whole person was blasted away! Yang Qingyun did not intend to hold back at all. His figure flashed, and the long sword flashed in an instant. The sword light condensed and turned into a cold light, like a spring thunder at dawn, and it passed through Dushanlong's neck in an instant.
Swish!
A huge one-eyed head rose into the sky.
At the same time, the headless corpse gushed out blood and fell to the ground helplessly. Dushanlong, the robber who had occupied Tiger Mountain for many years and dominated the area, died here.
"The village chief is dead! Run!"
"Get out of the way, don't block me!"
With the death of Dushanlong, the mountain bandits that were originally surrounding the area fell into chaos in an instant. Those old bandits who had practiced the Huiyan Yuanyang Formation of the Xiuyiwei were originally Dushanlong's most core descendants.
As a result, the entire army was annihilated in the battle to besiege Yang Qingyun.
Now even their boss Dushanlong was beheaded with one sword.
The besieging bandits no longer had their boss to suppress them, and were facing a terrifying martial arts master like Yang Qingyun. No one wanted to die, and the remaining bandits began to scramble to flee in all directions.
"Mr. Yang, thank you for your help."
Not far away, the dusty shopkeeper Liao breathed a sigh of relief. He patted his clothes, tidied up his messy clothes, and with a look of relief for surviving the disaster, he took a few quick steps forward, bowed to Yang Qingyun, and said gratefully:
"I can't repay you for saving my life. If you need anything in the future, please let me know!"
"Shopkeeper Liao, you don't have to be polite. Since Yang has come across this, it's just a casual act."
Yang Qingyun waved his hands with a calm expression.
The reason why he took action was simply because he saw an acquaintance and did it conveniently, and at the same time he also wanted to settle the cause and effect of his daughter's swordsmanship.
I didn't want to get anything from him.
By the way, the bodies of the Dian Cang Sect members in Linjiang City should have been discovered by now, right?
I think even if the officials in the city are stupid, they can confirm their identity as the murderer.
So the wanted warrant should be arriving soon.
With so much under the watchful eyes of the public, no one can guarantee that the news will not be leaked.
Yang Qingyun didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so after chatting for a few words, Yang Qingyun said goodbye to Manager Liao and told him that he was leaving.
This undoubtedly made Manager Liao very anxious, and he tried to keep him.
He said that we should at least walk together for a while so that he could repay the man who saved his life today.
But Yang Qingyun was not moved.
After killing the attacking members of the Dian Cang Sect, the spoils he obtained brought the money in his pocket back to the mark of 100,000 taels.
He has no shortage of money, and power and connections have no meaning to him.
His goal is to continuously climb to higher peaks in martial arts, comprehend the principles of Yin and Yang and Tai Chi, acquire enough accumulated resources, and then integrate them into his own path after returning to the main world, so that his strength in the main world can be rapidly improved.
So Yang Qingyun waved his hand, rejected Manager Liao's kindness, and turned away.
However, before he took a few steps, a girl's voice as loud as a silver bell came from behind him.
"etc!"
"The sword technique that you used earlier, sir, was it the Spring Breeze Sword from the Hongxing Martial Arts School in Shangshan?"
Not far away, Liao Yuling, who had recovered, couldn't help but ask.
She watched this battle from beginning to end.
She felt that the sword technique used by Yang Qingyun was somewhat familiar, and the sword moves seemed to be the Spring Breeze Sword that she used.
But how could the Spring Breeze Sword be so brilliant and powerful? That kind of agility and charm seemed to come alive, and the spring breeze was almost completely different from his own Spring Breeze Sword! The sword moves in some places were also different.
This made Liao Yuling extremely confused.
perhaps,
Which of Master Wu's uncles was this the direct descendant of? But soon, Yang Qingyun shook her head and denied her guess.
"Yang doesn't know the name of that sword technique, because I learned it from Miss Liao a few days ago. In fact, it was Yang who stole this martial art. I hope Miss Liao won't mind."
(End of this chapter)
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