Feng Buping had already been on guard against Zuo Yi.

Seeing Zuo Yi flying over, his face remained silent, but his sword skills became more and more fierce. He wanted to solve Ren Hongfei before Zuo Yi joined.

But at this time, although Zuo Yi had not arrived, six blue streams of light broke through the air and enveloped him.

Feng Buping felt a stern and hurriedly floated back.

Bang bang bang bang bang-

An explosion sounded, and dust flew on the ground, and six pits of dirt several feet in diameter appeared.

Feng Buping's face changed slightly, and he didn't bother to deal with Ren Hongfei anymore. His eyes looked at Zuo Yi with a very serious look.

Ren Hongfei took the opportunity to retreat to the distance and gave up the battlefield to Zuo Yi.

"Who is yours? You are so old that you have extraordinary strength. You should not be an unknown person. Could it be that you dare not even report your name?"

Feng Buping was inspired by words and wanted to explore Zuo Yi's background.

"What do you know so much about a dying person?"

Zuo Yi looked at Feng Buping calmly.

He held the hilt of the sword, and the bone poison sword slowly unsheathed. A trace of breeze surrounded him and gradually turned into a howling wind. The dust around him rolled back, faintly mixed with the sound of ghost crying, and the sound was strange and amazing.

He planned to test the power of Songshan Sword Technique 2.5 on Feng Buping.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

Feng Buping asked in surprise while secretly acquiring momentum.

In his opinion, the marrow contained in the other party's starting move was somewhat similar to his own Sword of Fierce Wind, and the appearance of the howling wind seemed familiar.

But what happened to the sound of ghosts and wolves crying in the strong wind?

"Feng Buping, I now believe in the mystery of cause and effect in this world. Come on, feel the enhanced version of the Sword of the Fierce Wind!" Zuo Yi smiled playfully.

Feng Buping's face was angry: "What! You can also have the Sword of the Fierce Wind? I understand that it must be Qu Yang, the dog thief who stole my sword score and passed it to his juniors!

OK, very OK!

I want to see what the essence of my swordsmanship you have learned! The thief died—”

Feng Buping was extremely angry and couldn't wait to sway his sword to attack Zuo Yi. The wind suddenly rose, the sword energy was cold and murderous intent was everywhere.

Zuo Yi was fearless and swung his sword fiercely to attack Feng Buping.

Both of them fought with quick attacks and attacked with attacks. Within a radius of dozens of meters, the wind was howling, ghosts cried, dust rolled back, and stones were rolling.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves have passed, but the two of them have not won.

In Zuo Yi's opinion, his Songshan Sword Technique 2.5 version is definitely better than Feng Buping's Qianfeng Kuaishou Sword in terms of exquisiteness.

However, he only pointed out the 2.5 version of Songshan Sword Technique to the level of small success.

However, Feng Buping has refined the Sword of Fierce Wind that he created to great success and has even been perfected.

Moreover, this sword technique was tailored for him, and it was very consistent with his talents in all aspects. It could exert his own advantages to the extreme. With complete energy and spirit, it was enough to push his combat power to the top of the top.

As for internal strength, although Feng Buping claims to be the descendant of the Sword Sect, his internal strength is extremely powerful. It is estimated that the Hunyuan Technique will be almost at its peak.

After playing dozens of moves, Zuo Yi found that he was not enough to win by relying solely on the ordinary moves of Songshan Sword Technique, and he could not say that he had to use his ultimate move.

At this time, Feng Buping's face became even more serious.

He found that the sword technique used by Zuo Yi was very strange, and he actually had the characteristics of various sword techniques such as Songshan Sword Technique, Songfeng Sword Technique, and Kuangfeng Quick Sword.

At the same time, the sound of ghosts and howlings sounded from time to time in his ears, which made him feel restless and his mood gradually became impetuous.

What shocked him even more was that this young man was not old, but his internal strength was extremely strong. Occasionally, he would make his qi and blood tumbling, and he would almost vomit blood.

Gradually, he was less confident in his Sword of Fierce Wind.

"Feng Buping, taste my sword of strong wind!"

Zuo Yi suddenly retreated and gathered his momentum, then took a step and waved his sword, sweeping the sword towards Feng Buping.

Sword sweeps the world!

call--

The howling wind swept through the hope of sealing the uneven. The wind was mixed with countless wind blades and a shrill and harsh sound of ghosts and wolves. It was powerful and murderous intent was hidden.

"The Sword of the Crazy Wind? You are Zuo Yi, the son of Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Mountains! Humph! You are a decent direct descendant, but you are willing to be with the demons. Are you not afraid of the contempt of fellow practitioners in the world?"

Feng Buping heard the sword of Qianfeng, and instantly thought of Zuo Yi's identity, and couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

He is not unfamiliar with Zuo Yi's name.

Because his adopted son Feng Shisan, who was the genius, was defeated by Zuo Yi, and what Zuo Yi held in his hand was his adopted son's bone poison sword.

However, he didn't have time to think too much, because he was soon shocked by Zuo Yi's sword technique, and quickly swung his sword with all his might, forming a dense sword net in front of him to resist the strong wind sword energy.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding--

Silent-

Feng Buping's sword technique was awesome, blocking most of the wind blades, and only a small part of them hit his body, but it only caused him a little bit of minor injuries, making him look a little embarrassed.

"The Huashan Sword Sect is indeed well-known. However, I have never lost my sword in the Qianfeng Sword, and today is no exception."

Seeing Feng Buping blocking his ultimate move, Zuo Yi was a little surprised, but he didn't care.

After all, the power of the Qianfeng sword is also divided into levels, and the power depends entirely on the amount of internal force output.

The sword of the strong wind just now consumed only 20% of his internal strength.

In order to maintain his reputation as "The Sword of the Fierce Wind, Invincible for a hundred steps", Zuo Yi decided to let Feng Buping taste the Sword of the Fierce Wind with 50% of his internal strength.

So, just as Feng Buping blocked Zuo Yi's ultimate move, he immediately ushered in Zuo Yi's second ultimate move before he could catch his breath!

It's still a sword of the strong wind.

But this time, there was no wind blade in the howling wind, but it seemed that an invisible air wall was pushed flat. The air wall condensed like a solid body and pushed it with a huge force, causing the space to buzz and shake, and the big rocks on the ground were smashed to pieces.

When Feng Buping understood, he had no time to dodge. He could only spread his internal strength all over his body, and at the same time, he swung his sword to slash towards the wall of air!

Bang!

A heavy impact sounded.

Feng Buping's left arm's bones broke instantly, and his whole body felt as if he was hit hard, and he couldn't help but shoot backwards, tilting his head and spewing out a mouthful of blood.

It flew more than ten meters away, hitting its back against a tree trunk as thick as a bowl, and smashing the small tree in the waist.

His man also fell to the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, dying.

"Young Master won! Feng Buping has been defeated by you! Hahahaha! OK, good fight!"

"Kill him! Kill this dog thief!"

"God has eyes!"

When the villagers of Taogu Village in the distance saw this scene, they couldn't help but cheer. Some even ran home and took out the New Year's firecrackers and put on a few strings.

At the same time, everyone's eyes looked at Zuo Yi were filled with respect and gratitude, which added a bit of closeness.

Those young girls who practice basic martial arts hard every day saw that Zuo Yi defeated Feng Buping in a short time, and they all felt respect for Zuo Yi.

Worshiping the strong is nature.

Zuo Yi's strength, domineeringness and the terrifying strength he showed left a deep mark in their young hearts.

"Leave the rest to you."

Zuo Yi ignored Feng Buping anymore. He explained to Ren Hongfei and turned back to his residence in the village.
Chapter completed!