The wind is clear and roaring.

Feng Qingyang's sword was indeed like the breeze rising.

The meaning of "the breeze rises" is that the sword sprinkles all over the world like the breeze, spreading everywhere, reaching everywhere, nowhere to hide, nowhere to avoid.

There is no sword everywhere.

What does it feel like when a person is blown by the breeze?

He would never jump up, squat down, and would not use any exquisite body techniques.

Because no matter how stupid this person is, he should always know that no matter how he dodges, he will not be able to avoid the wind.

The same goes for swords.

Just like the wind.

Li Bufu never thought that sword could be used to this extent.

His feeling at this moment was that no matter how he dodged, he would never be able to avoid Feng Qingyang's sword!

Just as a person cannot avoid the breeze that is blowing towards him!

And this is not the most powerful thing about this sword.

——The key is that this sword has covered the nineteen masters. Except for Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi’s long swords being shot down and standing beside him, everyone in the cave was forced by the sword wind!

With just one sword, how can the nineteen masters feel unavoidable at the same time?

But Feng Qingyang did it.

When Li Bufu faced this sword, he never suspected that what he had had was an illusion.

He can only draw his sword to block it!

But when he held the blood knife in his hand, he suddenly realized that he didn't even know how to block it.

——How do you block the wind when it rises?

Even though a master swordsman can really dance the sword to the point of being "ventilated", his hand holding the knife is still exposed.

My hands are occasionally blown by the breeze, of course it's okay.

But if you are cut by a sword, you may feel very uncomfortable.

——Only not to stop!

Perhaps only by advancing violently towards the strong wind and breaking through with one rush is the way to break this sword!

At least Ding Mian, Tang Yinge, Lauderno and fifteen gangsters of the Songshan School think so!

boom!

All eighteen weapons have been taken!

Various weapons danced in the sky. Although they seemed to be messy, there was no two weapons to control each other, and each weapon was in its position.

All eighteen weapons attacked Feng Qingyang!

Wow!

The flames in the cave suddenly became strong, as if they were also driven to the extreme by the strong wind driven by these weapons!

Li Bufu's knife also took action.

There is also a sword wind!

But his sword wind is a bit different from the breeze of the clear wind, and the strong winds of the eighteen weapons.

It was a kind of wind and snow.

The snow flies and the wind moves, and the ancient and vast.

When the wind arose, it seems to be mixed with heavy snow.

——Li Bufu suddenly remembered the scene where he suddenly made a knife in the snow valley, among the snowflakes flying in the sky, and killed a powerful enemy.

He drew his sword and finally slashed in front of him with all his strength.

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Feng Qingyang's sword was already in mid-air.

The gust of fresh breeze was connected with the strong wind driven by the eighteen masters using weapons.

call.

There was no big noise.

It's just that the wind stops.

Feng Qingyang's sword in his hand only slowly cut and drew a circle in the air. The strong wind seemed to have disappeared.

A total of eighteen kinds of strong winds caused by weapons were completely dissolved invisibly on Feng Qingyang's sword!

Only the wind on his sword still exists.

The sword wind roared gently.

Then these "winds" blew to the wrists of the eighteen masters, "Lieque point", "Yangchi point", "Shenmen ***** Guan point", "Ximen point", "Daling point", "Taiyuan point", "Tongli point", "Yangxi point", "Lingdao point" and other acupoints.

These acupoints were gently stabbed by the long sword, but there was not much pain, as if they were blown by the wind.

But the weapons in the hands of these eighteen masters could no longer be grasped and they all left.

Just as Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi's swords were shot down.

Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding......

The weapons fell all over the ground!

Only one person has weapons in his hand.

And a blood knife!

Because Li Bufu did not slash the blood knife at Feng Qingyang at all.

What he hit the air in front of him.

To be precise, it hit the wind; but looking at Li Bufu's expression, it seemed like he hit a sword.

In the last moment, Li Bufu captured a trace of Feng Qingyang's sword force, so he did not attack Feng Qingyang, but instead hit the sword force he felt.

So his blood knife was spared.

Otherwise, even if he stood still, Feng Qingyang's sword would still knock down his blood sword.

This sword was originally nowhere to escape.

Feng Qingyang threw a complimentary look at Li Bufu and said, "You have a high understanding, even higher than that boy Linghu Chong. In time, you will become a great man."

Li Bufu quickly lowered his head and said, "Thank you for your advice, senior."

Feng Qingyang looked at Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi from the Sword Sect again and asked, "Did you see clearly the sword I just now?"

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi looked at each other and repeatedly thought about the power of the sword just now.

Finally, they all said, "Forgive your disciples for being stupid and did not see Master Qingfeng's sword."

When these two men saw the second sword, they were sure that the person in front of them must be Feng Qingyang, the senior of their Sword Sect, so both of them became very respectful at this time.

Feng Qingyang asked again: "You didn't see clearly, what was that feeling?"

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi were stunned, they would not answer this question.

They don't even know what the question is asking.

Not only Cheng Buyou, Cong Buqi and the other two, but also the rest of Ding Mian, Tang Ying'e and fifteen gangsters also felt that it was inexplicable.

But Feng Qingyang is also a senior expert, and no one dares to show any doubts at this time.

Feng Qingyang sighed again and said, "Have the descendants of the Sword Sect fallen to such a field?"

Cheng Buyou said, "Senior Brother Feng Buping's swordsmanship is better than me. If Uncle Feng can give him some advice, he will probably understand it."

Feng Qingyang said, "Feng Buping... When I met him, he was still young. What achievements did he have now?"

Cheng Buyou said: "Senior Brother Feng created the 'Furious Wind Sword One Hundred and Eight Styles'. The speed of his sword and the speed of his wind are rarely compared in the world."

Feng Qingyang said, "Oh? Then why didn't he go up the mountain with you?"

Cheng Buyou said: "He was injured by Yue Buqun with the Zixia magic skill and was still recovering from the mountain."

Feng Qingyang shook his head and said, "If you can be defeated by fools like Yue Buqun, it must be no good swordsmanship."

Yue Buqun's martial arts skills are not low.

After calculating, the gangsters present had to at least have seven or eight sieges at the same time to be able to steadily defeat Yue Buqun.

But now he was scolded by Feng Qingyang as a fool.

But Li Bufu felt that it would be too much to scold anyone who was foolish with his swordsmanship.

Cheng Buyou suddenly said, "Senior Brother Feng Buping said that he could have been better than Yue Buqun, but when he used his last move, he was secretly used by the man named Li Bufu in the battle, which led to his defeat!"
To be continued...