After Zixia was born, Changle resisted the whistle to the sky this time.

Feng Qingyang laughed and said, "Your kid's internal strength is no longer inferior to me, let's gesture."

"Okay." Changle stretched out his hand, and a branch more than a foot away from him flew into his hand.

Feng Qingyang picked up the branch in his hand. He did not wait for Changle to reveal his flaws and directly attacked.

The branches in the hand seemed dangerous than any magical weapon in this world.

"This sword technique! This sword technique... is so beautiful!" Chunjun looked at it foolishly.

The six immortals of Taogu looked at each other bitterly, and they couldn't beat either of these two guys.

Feng Qingyang attacked, Changle attacked with slow attacks, and he defeated the moves with slow attacks.

"Good boy, this sword technique has the flavor of yin and yang matching." Feng Qingyang praised.

"I got the Tai Chi Sutra that the Demon Sect snatched from Wudang." Changle explained to him, "I'll ask Uncle Feng to study it later."

"Okay, let's deal with you first." Feng Qingyang said in a slight surprise.

"I may not be the one who lost." The branches in Changle's hand were sharp and were originally slow, but as soon as he could see the shadow of the branches.

Feng Qingyang wanted to use Changle's slow to hit fast, but Changle didn't give him a chance and directly drew his sword quickly.

He didn't give the old man a chance to breathe, thanks to Feng Qingyang's profound internal skills, otherwise he would have really suffered a big loss.

Now both of them are working together and are ready to decide the winner at this time.

When the two of them were fighting, Yue Buqun and everyone caught up.

Yue Buqun looked at Changle, who was incomparable to Feng Qingyang, and he laughed twice. Ning Zhongze looked at Changle with a look of relief.

Feng and Cheng looked at Feng Qingyang with tears in their eyes, and they were a little afraid to come forward to recognize each other.

Ding and Lu looked solemn. How can the leader of the Huashan Sect carry out such a strong cause?

Linghu Chong felt that he should be more diligent.

Lin Pingzhi just had a smile on his lips. Senior brother is the rhythm of invincibility in the world.

In Changle, who had achieved great success in Zixia, the internal force on each sword was like the huge waves that were busy in the sea, one after another.

Feng Qingyang not only wanted to crack Changle's mysterious swordsmanship, but also had to solve his internal strength.

"You kid really don't know how to respect the elderly!" Feng Qingyang said angrily.

"Uncle Feng is not old at all." Changle said so complimented, but the branches were faster.

"Break!" Feng Qingyang saw Changle's flaw.

"Uncle Grand Master, you lost!" Changle deliberately bought him a flaw. After waiting for him to take action, he hid a real killer move.

"Who said it? A cunning boy!" Feng Qingyang said with a smile. How could he not know Changle's plan?

He suddenly let go of the branch that had originally pierced.

Changle's killer move was so disappointed that he quickly changed the chop to horizontal cut.

This knocked away the branches of Feng Qingyang's relaxed hands, but Feng Qingyang's two fingers formed a sword and stabbed Changle's throat.

This really has to be a winner.

The branches were squeezed by Changle, and they pierced Feng Qingyang's heart.

In the end, the two of them did not decide the outcome. If life and death were fought, Feng Qingyang's fingers could pierce Changle's throat, and Changle's branches could also penetrate his heart.

"Good boy!" Feng Qingyang praised and seemed very happy.

"Uncle Feng! We thought we would never see you again in this life!" Feng Buping knelt down on the ground and said crying loudly.

"Uncle Feng, you want to make the decision for our Sword Sect!" Cheng Buyou also knelt down and cried.

"Who are you two?" Feng Qingyang ignored the two crying and asked at Ding and Lu.

"We are disciples of the Songshan Sect." Ding Mian hurriedly said respectfully. When he was learning swordsmanship, he had seen Feng Qingyang take out his sword once.

Since then, he has given up on his own swordsmanship.

No matter how hard he works, he can't make such a sword or become such a person.

"What's the matter when I come to Huashan?" Feng Qingyang asked as he looked at them with his hands behind his back.

"Send Feng, Cheng and the two junior brothers back to Huashan." Ding Mian didn't dare to say anything now, and helped the Sword Sect stand up.

"Since the person has been sent, then go back." Feng Qingyang said bluntly.

"Uncle Feng!" Lu Bai was a little dissatisfied.

Changle gently inserted the branch in his hand and stabbed it into a stone.

"Uncle Lu, what are you going to say?" Changle asked with a smile.

"Me, I was so excited to see Uncle Feng." Lu Bai looked at Shi Tou and felt that it should be harder than his head. So he smiled flatteringly, "Uncle Feng, take care of his health. We won't disturb you."

Ding and Lu said to Yue Buqun, "Uncle Feng, Senior Brother Yue, we are back."

After saying that, the two went down the mountain directly. Seeing them leaving Feng Qingyang, they spoke, "I went to find you, but I didn't find your whereabouts."

"We were sent to Songshan some time ago." Feng Buping said with red eyes.

"So that's it." Feng Qingyang nodded and looked at them, "You are here this time, but are you going to return to Mount Hua?"

"Uncle Master! The Qi Zong was not virtuous! We came here to ask for an explanation for the Sword Sect!" Cheng Buyou glanced at Yue Buqun angrily.

"Don't mention any more martial ethics!" Feng Qingyang looked at Feng Buping and asked. "You think so too?"

Yue Buqun, who was beside him, did not react at all, and seemed very relaxed. The Sword Sect could not make any big waves.

Changle, Chong'er, Pingzhi, and their husband and wife, these five swords are not afraid of everything. Besides, Uncle Feng will never provoke any dispute over sword energy.

"I...I just think why Yue Buqun is the head of the sect!" Feng Buping saw that Uncle Feng seemed to be very disgusted with the dispute over sword energy, so he quickly changed his words.

"You two, you deserve to die!" Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth and said, "For many years, our Huashan Mountain is finally coming out of the haze of the sword energy dispute, but do you still want to make trouble again?

Yue Buqun is not worthy of the head? Then are you worthy? When Huashan needed you for so many years, where are you? Why do you come back and say such words?"

"Don't be angry anymore, it's bad if you get angry." Ning Zhongze said quickly. She always regarded Feng Qingyang as an elder, and was a little worried when she saw him angry.

"I'm fine. If you two just wanted to go home just now, I would give up this face and beg Yue Buqun to take you in. But you really are not suitable for you to come back. There are no sword sects and Qi sects in Huashan anymore. Now the only thing left is the Huashan sect."

Feng Qingyang said with some excitement.

They cried for a while when they heard this, kowtowed Feng Qingyang three times and turned down the mountain.

"If you two do nothing to make trouble for the Sword Sect, I will kill you two." Feng Qingyang said coldly.

"I understand." Feng Buping nodded woodenly.
Chapter completed!