The next day.

There are no clouds in the sky, the sky is clear and the air is clear.

As soon as Feng Qingyang came out of the cave, he saw Hong Kang sitting on a stone, with a row of weapon racks beside him.

On this weapons rack, there are eighteen kinds of weapons including swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks and forks.

Feng Qingyang looked at the row of weapon racks and couldn't help but ask: "What do you want to do with these?"

Hong Kang drew out a three-foot-long sword, which was an ordinary Yanling sword.

"I know that "Nine Swords of Dugu" contains sword techniques to break all kinds of weapon kung fu. It just so happens that my sword skills are also good, and I want to try your [Breaking Sword Style]."

Say it.

"Clang" sound.

The cold sword light suddenly lit up.

Hong Kang's figure flashed and he jumped in front of Feng Qingyang. The knife in his hand was already slashing towards Feng Qingyang's head.

"Strike Huashan with all your strength!"

Feng Qingyang was so angry that he laughed back and said: "Good fellow, use this trick in front of me."

"Take my sword!"

Seeing Hong Kang's steel knife slashing at him, Feng Qingyang's long sword was tilted and stabbed directly into his lower abdomen. She was on the side of her upper body and had already avoided the edge of his knife.

Hong Kang saw that Feng Qingyang's sword was not like any of the moves he had seen yesterday, but it was just right at this time, and he knew that he had used the sword theory of "Dugu Nine Swords".

Hong Kang saw that his sword was coming with great urgency, so he quickly turned back and struck his sword with a single sword.

The sword moved with great force. Although Hong Kang did not use all his physical strength at this time, it was still about a thousand pounds.

The strength of a thousand catties is just right, and some fierce generals can also have the strength of a thousand catties.

This can not only give full play to Hong Kang's physical advantages, but also sharpen his sword skills.

Hong Kang relied on his great strength. As long as the swords crossed each other, he would be able to smash Feng Qingyang's long sword away.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qingyang's sword was like a flying phoenix. He got the first move with just one sword, and then the second and third swords were fired in an endless stream. Each sword was fierce and accurate, and the sword tip never left Hong Kang's.

Crucial.

Hong Kang slashed diagonally, reversed, slashed straight, slashed horizontally...

Although he was able to parry them one by one, Feng Qingyang did not fight with him head-on with his swords. Instead, he avoided the real situation and tried to avoid the weak points. He was always able to find flaws in Hong Kang's sword skills and cut through them.

There were several times when Hong Kang couldn't help but directly use his physical strength to strike straight on the head. Anyway, he had "indestructible body". Feng Qingyang's sword was just an ordinary long sword.

It irritates the eyes, mouth, tongue, throat, eardrums, vagina, valleys and other places. It may hurt yourself at most, but there is no risk to your life.

Or maybe you want to use your fist to shock his spirit, and then use [God's Will].

However, Hong Kang finally restrained his impulse.

I came here to discuss swords, not to fight to the death.

Although every move is extremely awkward when fighting now, the feeling of being restrained is like a huge stone pressing on the chest, making it difficult to breathe.

But this is also a rare opportunity to find your own weaknesses.

Using Feng Qingyang's flawless swordsmanship as a whetstone to polish his martial arts to a more refined level, isn't this the purpose of coming to Feng Qingyang?!

Hong Kang kept using the sword skills he had seen. Although Feng Qingyang was surprised by how many sword skills Hong Kang mastered, according to the sword theory of "Breaking Sword Style", he always attacked Hong Kang's sword every time.

The flaw in the law lies.

Feng Qingyang had seen some of the changes in Hong Kang's sword skills, and some had never seen them before, so he was surprised by them for a while!

As for Hong Kang's spiritual level, his and Feng Qingyang's moves were displayed one by one on the "Ancient Mirror Stand". All kinds of redundant and useless tricks and redundant moves were found and eliminated, leaving only the most efficient and direct techniques.

When Hong Kang's long sword struck, Feng Qingyang immediately turned to the right, and at the same time the long sword slashed towards his left shoulder. Hong Kang returned the sword, and Feng Qingyang's long sword had already been withdrawn and stabbed his left waist.

Hong Kang's left arm was less than a foot away from his left waist, but this time the sword was defensive and offensive, with the intention of counterattack. The force was very strong, and the steel sword swung out; the wind cleared the place where the long sword started, and stabbed Hong Kang.

Kang's left cheek. Hong Kang raised his sword to block the frame, and the tip of the sword suddenly pointed at his left leg...

Hong Kang only uses sword skills and does not mix other martial arts, while Feng Qingyang also has a tacit agreement to only use the "Breaking Sword Style".

But just the [Breaking Sword Style] sword technique can evolve into thousands of changes. It can break all kinds of sword techniques such as single sword, double sword, lancet, ghost head sword, machete, and machete.

But Feng Qingyang found that as time went by, Hong Kang's response became more and more smooth and flawless.

When the sword sees the sword coming, cross it with it, strike it from left to right, cross it with the sword, block it with force, knock it with force, slash and chop with force.

"I see!"

Feng Qingyang was an old Jianghu, and he instantly understood that Hong Kang was using him as a whetstone.

Because the strength Hong Kang showed today was a bit worse than yesterday's sword fight.

Feng Qingyang's heart was filled with three parts anger, three parts absurdity, and three parts expectation.

"How dare you use me as a whetstone! I would like to see how fast your knife can be sharpened?!"

Feng Qingyang roared: "Look at the sword!!"

The sword came out with the sound, pierced the air, drew a thin white line, and stabbed Hong Kang's chest.

Hong Kang raised his sword to block quickly, but he didn't expect that Feng Qingyang's sword speed suddenly increased a few points, and this time he missed the target.

He had to take two quick steps back, but Feng Qingyang's second sword struck him again, and Hong Kang had no choice but to slide sideways again.

Feng Qingyang's third and fourth swords had already been thrust out, and the attack started, one sword after another, one sword after another, one sword at a time, one after another, like a violent wind and rain, coming over.

Each sword is an attack move, which really brings out the "Dugu Nine Swords"'s ability to advance without retreating to the extreme!!

"boom!"

Hong Kang's toes suddenly touched the ground, and his speed of drifting away suddenly increased, and finally he was out of the range of Feng Qingyang's sword strike.

With the knife on his back, he jumped more than two meters high in an instant.

Feng Qingyang's long sword trembled, the blade buzzed, and it naturally stabbed straight and turned upward.

Faced with this counterattack from below, Hong Kangqing shouted, raised his sword to the sky, slashed downwards, and the swords collided.

"Keng~!"

Sparks shot out, energy collapsed, and the sword in Feng Qingyang's hand sank immediately.

"What a powerful knife!!"

Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth and said, his wrist was numb and trembling from the hard impact.

Hong Kang gained the upper hand and was unyielding. The power of the sword enveloped Feng Qingyang, and the strength of the sword blocked its changes. He shouted: "Second sword, third sword, fourth sword, fifth sword, sixth sword..."

Counting one move with his mouth, one slash with his hand, five moves in a row, and five slashes with the long knife, but there was no change in the moves. Each move was a head-on blow. But these swords were like rolling waves, and each one was as heavy as the other.

One knife.

Just now, he was stabbed seven times by Feng Qingyang. Now that he has the upper hand, of course he has to return it!

When the sixth sword came down, Feng Qingyang felt that his whole body was threatened by the force of Hong Kang's sword, and he struggled to raise the sword to fight hard.

"The seventh sword!!"

The sword falls like a cold moon, carrying the general trend.

There was a loud "zheng" sound and the swords clashed.

"Bangkaka...!"

The knife breaks.
Chapter completed!