With Feng Qingyang's current swordsmanship, he has already reached the point where he has no sword in his hand and has a sword in his heart. He pinched it into a finger sword with one hand, and the sword energy gushed out, which is a little more sharp than a sword in his hand. ▲∴

Fang Xiaoyu's body was filled with iron blood and evil spirits, and the iron blood energy spread. The eighteen palms of the dragon subduing were shot out, the void was shaken, and the dragon-shaped true energy was faintly stimulated.

A brilliance flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes. With a swing of his finger, he immediately had a sword energy of about a foot, slashing on Fang Xiaoyu's palm.

With a loud bang, a long crack appeared on the earth, which was affected by Feng Qingyang's sword energy. On the side of Fang Xiaoyu, a long deep pit appeared on the earth.

Yue Lingshan opened her eyes wide and said in surprise: "Senior Brother, they are so strong."

Linghu Chong was immersed in the fight between the two. Watching the fight between the two was of great help to Linghu Chong, who had just entered the innate world, especially Feng Qingyang's achievements in swordsmanship were presented to Linghu Chong one by one during the fight between Fang Xiaoyu.

This is simply a process of teaching by example. Feng Qingyang obviously did it deliberately. For Linghu Chong, watching this battle would be too great for him.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were successively used, with sharp and powerful moves. In addition, Fang Xiaoyu was born in the battlefield and had accumulated a body of iron-blooded evil spirits for several years and was integrated into the palm technique, which made the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms he practiced with a clear personal style.

Xiao Feng's heroic and grandeur and Guo Jing's calmness and righteousness all have a strong personal style. Only by integrating his own style into it can he be considered a true success in the dragon subduing. The power of the eighteen palms of the dragon subduing depends on his personal luck.

The palm power rolled, the dragon roared, the sword energy was everywhere, and the pride laughed at the world. The two of them were chess-like opponents, and they were about to meet good talents, and they fought from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky. The sword energy flying everywhere and the palm power flying everywhere, whether it was towering trees or strange stones around them, were destroyed by the two of them.

The dilapidated temple also suffered undesired disaster, and as a result, it was razed to the ground in the battle between the two. Linghu Chong had to protect Yue Lingshan and retreat to watch the battle from afar.

Fang Xiaoyu slapped out with his palm again, and fog rose faintly above his head. Fang Xiaoyu had been mentally prepared for the terrifying degree of the eighteen palms of the dragon subduing internal energy consumption, but now he felt a little overwhelmed.

Each palm shoots almost the power of breaking mountains and cracking stones, which is extremely strong, but it is only amazing to consume its own internal breath.

If Fang Xiaoyu had not practiced Changchun Gong and was the best at maintaining health, and the Vajra Indestructible Magical Power was the most powerful and yang, he would probably have been unable to hold on.

In fact, Fang Xiaoyu was sweating profusely, and Feng Qingyang was no better than Fang Xiaoyu. Faced with Fang Xiaoyu, who was like the rising sun, Feng Qingyang also tried his best. Under the stern sword energy, Fang Xiaoyu took it down.

Although the sword energy is overflowing, it is also extremely domineering, but the consumption of its own internal breath is also extremely amazing. Fang Xiaoyu can't withstand the consumption of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing, and Feng Qingyang can't withstand the consumption of the Dugu Nine Swords of the inner breath.

Some people may say that the Dugu Nine Swords are more focused on sword moves, and why does it consume internal interest seriously?

The use of the Dugu Nine Swords also depends on people. If the opponent's internal strength can only be considered average, there is naturally no need to consume a lot of internal energy to stimulate the sword energy to kill the enemy. It is enough to rely solely on the exquisite sword moves.

But who made Feng Qingyang's opponent Fang Xiaoyu take the strong route? Every palm of Fang Xiaoyu is powerful and can break the mountain and crack the stone. If you make exquisite moves, it is difficult to break the power of the dragon-subduing palm. So you must fight hard.

If you don't consume internal energy and just slapped it with just one palm, you may be beaten away if you can't even hit the sword. How can you hurt the enemy?

"Haha, happy, Senior Feng, come again!"

Fang Xiaoyu was suddenly proud and threw the so-called task of defeating Feng Qingyang behind him. He seemed to have transformed into a martial arts fanatic, just wanting to have a great battle with Feng Qingyang.

Perhaps Fang Xiaoyu is not a pure martial arts practitioner, but now he has transformed into a martial arts fanatic and devoted himself to martial arts, without any trace of distracting thoughts.

Suddenly, Feng Qingyang felt that Fang Xiaoyu's temperament seemed to have changed a little, and the temperament of the martial arts powerhouse became purer.

As if he was infected by Fang Xiaoyu, Feng Qingyang also let out a long roar and greeted Fang Xiaoyu without showing any weakness. The two figures entangled together again.

The rumbling sound was endless, but Linghu Chong below was sweating profusely. With Linghu Chong's eyesight, it was obvious that the two of them had already killed crazy. This situation was not the level of competition. Maybe any of them failed, which could cause casualties.

But at this time, Linghu Chong had no other way except to worry, because once he spoke to bother the two, the situation might worsen. There shouldn't have happened, but maybe something happened just because of his reminder.

Yue Lingshan's face turned pale at this moment. The strength revealed by the two was too amazing, and it completely shocked Yue Lingshan.

It was another cup of incense, and at this time the two of them had almost consumed their internal breath. Whether it was Feng Qingyang's sword energy or Fang Xiaoyu's eighteen palms of the dragon subduing, the palm power was obviously not as unscrupulously as at the beginning.

Both of them were squeezing the remaining internal energy in their bodies, calculating the loss of each move to the internal energy, and at the same time they also worked hard to activate their internal energy to restore internal energy.

Feng Qingyang practiced the Hunyuan Gong of Huashan, which is the internal power passed down from Quanzhen Sect. The internal breath cultivated is pure, but the speed of restoring the internal breath is not too fast.

Fang Xiaoyu actually practiced two internal skills. Fortunately, Changchun Gong only focused on health preservation. The internal breath that he practiced was full of vitality and had no other attributes, so Fang Xiaoyu did not encounter any internal conflicts.

When practicing the Vajra Indestructible Magical Art, the internal breath recovery speed is also not fast. Even because at least half of the internal breath cultivated by the Vajra Indestructible Magical Art automatically merges into the body to refine the body. It can be imagined that Fang Xiaoyu accumulates internal breathing at half a speed slower than that of ordinary people.

However, Fang Xiaoyu had the best skills to help him with the foundation, so the speed of resuming inner breath cannot be considered too slow. Compared with Feng Qingyang, the two of them were also half a pound.

So neither of them took advantage of restoring their internal interest, and the next step was to compete for their own internal interest application skills.

Feng Qingyang has lived for decades, and his experience in fighting can be imagined, but this does not mean that Fang Xiaoyu is not bad, especially since he has experienced several worlds, he has also had extremely rich experience in fighting.

The most important thing is that Fang Xiaoyu is in his prime. Although Feng Qingyang is proficient in health preservation, one thing is inevitable, that is, Feng Qingyang's physical fitness is much worse than Fang Xiaoyu.

Even if it was a waste of money, Feng Qingyang could not fight Fang Xiaoyu. Gradually, Feng Qingyang was exhausted. A wisp of sword energy inspired him to force Fang Xiaoyu to retreat temporarily. After landing, Feng Qingyang smiled bitterly and said, "Stop, Feng bows."

Feng Qingyang, who had almost never given up in his life, said the words of defeat with great calmness. It can be seen that Feng Qingyang's mental state of mind is really smooth and unreal to reach the state of perfection, and he has really achieved the level of victory or defeat not lingering in his heart.

Just as Feng Qingyang admitted that he had failed, the system voice that had not been moved for several years appeared in Fang Xiaoyu's mind.

"The host defeats Feng Qingyang, please keep working hard."

Fang Xiaoyu secretly curled his lips. Two tasks, one is to complete the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and lead the Beggar Gang to become the largest gang in the world. This task has been completed several years ago, and the only one left is to lead the Beggar Gang to become the largest gang in the world.

As for the second task, it is naturally to defeat Dongfang Bubai and Feng Qingyang.

Although Fang Xiaoyu has not surpassed Feng Qingyang now, Feng Qingyang believes that he is unable to defeat him, and he has completed part of it, leaving only the only way to defeat Dongfang Bubai.

Seeing that the two of them finally stopped, Linghu Chong, who had been worried, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and took Yue Lingshan up. Looking at the wet appearance of the two of them, he sighed in his heart.

"Uncle Feng Shi, Gang Master Fang, do you care about it!"

Yue Lingshan even stared at the two of them and said, "Uncle Feng, Gang Master Fang, who did you two win?"

Linghu Chong couldn't help but frown and said to Yue Lingshan: "My little brother..."

Linghu Chong knew that no matter whether it was Feng Qingyang or Fang Xiaoyu, they were both powerful men of the same generation. No matter who they lost, they were not something to be happy about. Yue Lingshan asked that question, which was really a bit bad, and maybe it would make them unhappy.

Feng Qingyang didn't care at all, laughing and said, "Of course, I'm defeated. Gang Fang is indeed well-known. I think there is almost no one in the world who can beat you."

Yue Lingshan couldn't help but open her mouth wide, look at Ken Feng Qingyang, and then look at Fang Xiaoyu, her face full of disbelief.

Linghu Chong saw clearly that Feng Qingyang was not so defeated by Fang Xiaoyu, but rather by the ruthless time, and even defeated by the glory.

Fang Xiaoyu shook his head slightly and said, "Senior Feng, don't joke with the boy, Senior Feng is just giving in to the boy."

Feng Qingyang waved his hand and said, "Feng has tried his best. If he can't defeat you, he will naturally lose. The old man is all the people buried in the neck of the loess. It's not like you can't think about it for a false reputation."

As he said that, Feng Qingyang said to Fang Xiaoyu, "Boy Fang, boy Linghu, I would like to have a drink with Feng again."

Feng Qingyang's true nature made Fang Xiaoyu respect him and laughed: "Senior Feng is interested, I will naturally sacrifice my life with Brother Linghu!"

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