The next moment, everyone saw Mu Gaofeng falling heavily from the sky with a "bang", covering his throat with both hands, and blood kept coming out of his fingers, and a dull black dart was quietly inserted on it.

Chen Ang also saw his face that was already spasmed by pain, and sighed disappointedly: "The world is so big, why don't you go and see it? Do you have to come and die?"

After a few steps in front of him, Chen Ang pulled the dart out of Mu Gaofeng's throat inch by inch.

At this time, everyone changed their color in the field, a depressing breath, quietly even a needle fell on the ground, which was clearly heard.

Although Mingtuo in the northern part of the Selangori cannot be called a top master, he is comparable to the more powerful ones in the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan. He is now lying here like a dead dog, which really makes it difficult for people to believe their eyes.

The disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect who were whispering below all quieted down, as if they had been immersed in a fixed technique, staring at Chen Ang stupidly, as if they were looking at a monster.

Master Dingyi thought silently: If Yu Canghai had gone later, I would be afraid that there would be one more person on the ground!

Chen Ang, it’s Chen Ang again.

It's like a monkey popping out of a stone.

Without a teacher or a friend in the world, he took the title of "Sai Hua Tuo" and killed a life of the Qingcheng Sect as soon as he appeared. It made Yu Canghai's face slam and forced him to bear it.

Then, another dart shot to death the camel wood peak in Sebei Ming.

This is not "Sai Hua Tuo", it is simply "Sai Hua King"!

Now it seems that Yu Canghai is not only not a turtle, but is really wonderful to do things. He is extremely smart. Otherwise, Yu Canghai, the leader of Qingcheng, would become Yu Canghai, the late leader of Qingcheng Sect. Master Dingyi and Liu Zhengfeng were both very grateful for him.

There was only one person, his eyes were as hot as a ball of charcoal fire, and he looked at Chen Ang’s vest itchy.

When he turned around, it was Lin Pingzhi who was looking at him, his eyes full of hope, as if he had seen the hope of saving his parents.

The people from Hengshan Sect were still in their quests, and Master Dingyi was eager to find Yilin. Seeing that Chen Ang had no intention of letting them in, he searched west with the group nuns of Hengshan Sect. Liu Zhengfeng led the disciples to follow. As soon as they left, Chen Ang and others were left outside Qunyuyuan.

"It's okay! Come out!" Chen Ang shouted loudly, and then he heard a rustling sound from the cabinet. Qu Feiyan poked his head and looked out from the cabinet. After looking at Lin Ping's time, he pulled out the nervous Master Yilin.

"I'm suffocating!" Qu Feiyan patted her chest, her little face flushed, obviously feeling uncomfortable inside. When she saw Chen Ang and Linghu Chong drinking there, her eyes lit up and she raised her hand and was about to pick up the wine pot.

"Ouch!" She rubbed her hands that were hit by Chen Ang with chopsticks, and looked at him angrily.

"Don't drink a child!" Chen Ang took back the chopsticks in his hand, poured a glass for himself, and smiled and said, "Brother Linghu, if you don't leave, I'm afraid that the person coming downstairs will be someone you don't want to see."

Chen Ang didn't know whether Linghu Chong wanted to see Yue Lingshan, but if he saw Yue Buqun, he would probably have a headache. With Yue Buqun's old-fashioned personality, he saw Linghu Chong appearing in the prostitute, and he had his bitter fruit! Even his junior sister would probably not give him a good look.

Sure enough, after hearing Chen Ang say this, a nervous expression immediately appeared on Linghu Chong's face. He looked back with some fear, but he didn't know that his performance had long been seen by Yue Buqun.

"What I mean is that this place is not a place to stay for a long time. Brother Chen, I will say goodbye!" Linghu Chong clasped his fists at Chen Ang. He was boastful, cheerful and open-minded, and never asked about his identity or status when making friends. Even the flower-picking thief Tian Boguang could make friends. After a conversation, he had a good impression of Chen Ang.

"I said there are five and a half magical skills in the world. I only talked about five of them before. Regarding the remaining half, I have a proverb to give to Brother Linghu." Before leaving, Chen Ang said goodbye to the wine, "In the past, Dugu Qiubai, a senior of the sword demon, built a sword tomb under the deep valley. Later, the god-evil hero Yang Guo mistakenly entered it and obtained the inheritance. According to his records, senior of the sword demon left a few words!"

"I have been circling the world for more than 30 years, killing all the enemies and defeating all the heroes, and there is no way to resist the world. I can only live in seclusion in the deep valley and regard Diao as my friend. Alas, I have been seeking an enemy in my life but cannot get it, and I am truly lonely and embarrassed."

Linghu Chong suddenly heard this sentence and was shocked and embarrassing. He also felt the loneliness and embarrassment in it. He seemed to be moved by an invisible spirit. Although he was only a few words, he was still fascinated, his blood was boiling, and his heart was very excited!

He was so proud that he said loudly: "Driving all the enemies and defeating all the heroes! Once a sword is released, the world will be in the back! The style of the seniors is really something that makes people yearn for!"

Chen Ang said: "Since it is a sword tomb, the sword he used naturally left behind by Senior Dugu, the first one was a sharp sword with a sparkling green light. Senior Dugu left a message: "It is fierce and fierce, and it is invincible. Before the weak, I used it to compete with the heroes of Heshuo." I commented on it as: No thick entering into the gap, no move is better than a move."

"Good sword, good proverbs, good comments, senior Dugu's comments are good, Brother Chen's comments are better!" Linghu Chong laughed. At this time, he could not understand these martial arts principles, but he was born with sword bones, and he was touched by hearing it.

"The second handle is the Ziwei soft sword: "It was used before the age of 30, and it was inaccurately hurting the righteous man and regretting it, so it abandoned the deep valley." The third handle is the Xuan Iron heavy sword: "The heavy sword has no edge, and it is not skillful. It relies on it to spread the world before the age of 40." I commented on him as: Heavy sword is as light as light as heavy as heavy as heavy as heavy as heavy as heavy as heavy as heavy as heavy! "

Linghu Chong felt a little confused when he heard the 'heavy sword without the edge'. When he heard Chen Ang's comments, he was even more shocked. He murmured: "All kinds of sword techniques in the Five Mountains Sword Sect, Huashan sword technique is steep, Taishan sword technique is majestic, Hengshan sword technique is quiet, Hengshan sword technique is amazing, Songshan sword technique is steep, but no matter which school, the changes are different, they always regard lightness, agility and speed. This heavy sword technique is really beyond Pan Li, the sword technique in this world."

He suddenly heard the truth of these sword techniques and couldn't help but think of the gods and said in a daze: "I wonder how majestic this fourth sword is?"

Chen Ang looked at him with a smile, "The God Condor Hero also thinks so, but when he opened the sword tomb, he saw that the fourth sword, the body and hilt of the sword had already rotted..."

Qu Feiyan, who was listening to the trance, exclaimed "Ah!" and asked hurriedly: "How can this magic weapon used by Senior Dugu rot?"

Chen Ang smiled and said, "Because this is not a magic weapon, but a wooden sword!"

"What?" Qu Feiyan stood up in surprise, unable to believe her ears. She jumped and asked anxiously: "How could it be a wooden sword? Why is it a wooden sword?"

Chen Ang smiled and held his hands behind his back, without answering directly, but said, "Senior Dugu engraved on the sword tomb: "After the age of forty, he will not be stuck in things, and all plants, trees, bamboo and stones can be used as swords. From then on, he will gradually become a state where there is no sword, better than swords."

He paused and said word by word: "I rated him as: There is no sword in his hand, but a sword in his heart!"

This sentence was like a thunderclap, which rang in the ears of several people.

Yilin and Qu Feiyan were shocked and beyond words, but Linghu Chong, who had always been free and unruly, opened his mouth wide and looked moved.

After a long time, he murmured in dismay: "I claim to be a good swordsmanship. Even the master's exquisite Huashan swordsmanship is confident that he can catch up within ten years. Unexpectedly, the Five Mountains Sword Sect is like a well in the world. I am a frog in the well, and I am very content. Isn't it a joke, a big joke!"

After saying that, he cried and laughed, dancing and couldn't help himself. He suddenly came to his senses and bowed to Chen Ang, saying, "Thank you, Brother Chen, for waking me up. Although this Dugu swordsmanship, although there are only a few words, does not speak of sword moves and sword techniques, but the name of half a magical skill is well deserved to be the grand road of our swordsmen!"

Chen Ang felt enlightened and couldn't help laughing: "But this is not that half of the magical skill!"

He reached out and pushed Linghu Chong out, saying lightly: "If you don't leave, your junior sister will come! She wants to see you here, and I don't know how to get angry! Regarding the matter of half of the magical skills, you will know when you meet the person on the back mountain of Huashan!"

Just as Linghu Chong was about to say something, he heard the bustling sounds outside. When he listened carefully, he could hear Lu Houer's strange screams. He quickly grabbed Yilin and ran away without looking back!

I only heard a sentence left behind, "Brother Chen, please drink another day!"

Chen Ang looked at his back and laughed silently. Linghu Chong, who had an excellent understanding, obtained Dugu Qiubai's sword principle. What kind of brilliance will the Dugu Jiusword shine in his hands?

"When we see you again, we may not be friends, but we must be good opponents!"

Chen Ang couldn't help but look forward to the Dugu Nine Swords in Linghu Chong's hand in the future. At that time, Linghu Chong, who was deeply involved in Dugu's sword intent, would be his best opponent and teacher. Only when the two had a decisive battle would they have greater gains.

It would be best to inspire Feng Qingyang and take him a step further. In this way, when he fought against him on the top of Mount Hua, he would definitely give Chen Ang a greater inspiration.

Chen Ang, who has an overclocking state and has extremely developed brains, does not need to look for various secrets of magical skills, because every peerless master who fights him is a peerless secret book. What he teaches him not only has his own martial arts, but also contains their unique insights and wisdom. This is Chen Ang's reliance on climbing the road of martial arts.
Chapter completed!