Yang Xuan, who was under the cliff, was full of fragrance and had a look of happiness on his face. He could still press Ning Zhongze, making her delicate body change shape in his arms. Strangely enough, Yang Xuan liked mature women.

He has never been cold to girls. If he hadn't known Ren Tingting for a long time and the family had undergone major changes, he wouldn't have been with Ren Tingting.

"That's almost it. If you don't come up, I'll take the sword and leave."

"Old man, you dare to take my sword, you are crazy." Hearing that Feng Qingyang was about to leave, Yang Xuan immediately pulled the vine with force, jumped up with Ning Zhong in his arms, and found several footprints on the cliff wall.

It seems that Tian Boguang ran away from here.

After arriving at the terrace, Yang Xuan hooked his finger, and the Heavenly Sword was instantly drawn over. "Old boy, I had good intentions to spar with you, but I didn't expect you to want to swallow my Heavenly Sword."

"I don't even bother to do such a thing. I just can't bear to see you hugging someone else's wife and being happy there."

The conversation between the two made Ning Zhongze very angry. It turned out that he was being eaten by Yang Xuan. Damn it, he immediately broke away from Yang Xuan's arms. Maybe he was frightened. His legs went weak and a big hand tightened.

Hug yourself.

"Mrs. Yue, why are you in such a hurry? You were frightened, your internal energy was confused, and your body was weak. Now you can't even stand up." Yang Xuan said with a smile.

Yang Xuan carried Ning Zhongze to the stone bench, and Feng Qingyang also sat down. He originally wanted Yang Xuan to let go of Ning Zhongze, but at this time, he had all kinds of doubts in his heart that made him ignore it: "How could you block it just now?"

Do you want me to use the Yitian Sword?"

"Resist in the flesh."

Feng Qingyang said flatly, "It's impossible. There can't be such a powerful technique in the world. Even Shaolin's Vajra Indestructible Magic Technique can't be practiced to this extent."

Yang Xuan was shocked and said, "Is there anyone out there who has learned the magical power of indestructibility?"

"I haven't heard of it. It is said that this magical skill has not been lost, but no one has practiced it. By the way, you haven't said why your body can withstand my sword moves. Do you know the magical skill of indestructibility?" Feng Qingyang

After thinking for a while, he confirmed.

Yang Xuan shook his head, handed the Yitian Sword to Feng Qingyang and stretched out his right hand, revealing a piece of tender white skin.

"Cut it and try it."

"Are you sure? With this sword blow, your hand will be gone." Feng Qingyang said in surprise.

"Tsk, let you cut it

Just cut it, there is so much nonsense." Yang Xuan was a little impatient.

"Okay." Feng Qingyang thought that Yang Xuan's martial arts was so high that it would be impossible for him to harm himself. He pulled out the sword and looked at his fingers. Even if the fingers were missing, it would not have much impact on his strength.

With a sound of "Dang!", Feng Qingyang felt as if he had been struck on a piece of iron, and his hands were numb from the shock.

At this time, not only Feng Qingyang's eyes widened, but Ning Zhongze, who was in Yang Xuan's arms, was also frightened.

"You, you, are you a human or a ghost?" Feng Qingyang asked in shock.

Yang Xuan grabbed the Yitian Sword, fearing that it would be taken away by him, and then said slowly, "In martial arts in the world, nothing is indestructible except speed. No matter what kind of martial arts, if you are faster than others, you are invincible. No matter what kind of defense, if you are extremely hard, you will be invincible."

Invincible, no weapon in the world can cause any damage to my body, you understand."

Feng Qingyang looked at the place where Yang Xuan was struck by his sword. After a while, he shook his head and sighed, "It's amazing."

Ning Zhongze also looked at it curiously, damn, this lecherous little thief actually has better skin than himself.

"Are you my Huashan senior?" Ning Zhong turned to look at Feng Qingyang and asked.

"Humph, no, aren't all the seniors in Huashan dead?" Feng Qingyang sneered.

"He is Feng Qingyang." Yang Xuan immediately jumped out and pointed at his nose.

"What, you are Uncle Feng?" Ning Zhongze slowly climbed up from Yang Xuan's arms, slowly walked to the stone bench next to him and sat down. He always had to behave in front of his elders.

Yang Xuan felt that his arms were empty, but the feeling of being filled with fragrant jade was really unforgettable.

"What? The juniors of the Qi Sect still recognize me as a member of the Sword Sect?" Feng Qingyang said with an obviously unhappy look on his face.

Yang Xuan flipped his hand and took out the drinks and filled them for the two of them. "If you are from a sect, why do you need to carry a gun and a stick when talking?"

Feng Qingyang picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, with the word dissatisfaction written directly on her face.

Ning Zhongze was also a little embarrassed. After all, the airbender won that year, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became subtle.

"Sad, pitiful~~~~~" Yang Xuan pretended to be profound.

"What do you want to say again?" Feng Qingyang asked sideways.

"I want to say that a good hand of cards was beaten to pieces. If the founder of Huashan knew that Huashan

Shan is probably so angry that he has to jump out of the coffin board now." Yang Xuan smiled.

"Don't talk nonsense. You haven't said who you are yet, and you just insulted me so lightly." Ning Zhong glared at Yang Xuan, obviously extremely dissatisfied with him.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is Mrs. Yue, do you think the airbender is better or the swordsman is better." Yang Xuan looked at her with burning eyes.

Ning Zhongze originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Feng Qingyang, he immediately stopped talking.

"If it weren't for the treacherous trick of the airbender to transfer me away, it's not necessarily who will win now." Feng Qingyang was obviously still brooding about the battle at Jade Girl Peak.

"You can't win even if you are here."

"Fart, how can I take charge of Huashan if I'm in the Qi Sect and bring chaos to the sect." Feng Qingyang's beard flew up.

Yang Xuan shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter whether you are here or not, because in the battle at Jade Girl Peak, whether the Qi Zong wins or the Jian Zong wins, the winner is not you, but..."

Yang Xuan stopped talking mid-sentence and slowly enjoyed the wine. The Red Queen was busy pouring wine for the three of them and pretended to take out some fruits and snacks from the package.

Feng Qingyang stood up and walked around, his voice softening. "Do you know the secret? Tell me, didn't the airbender win? Is there someone behind the scenes?"

"Tch, you are too superficial. How can you analyze things in such a way that you only want to see who benefits the most."

Yang Xuan stood up slowly. As he walked, he recalled the information he had seen and provided by Queen Hong and said, "You two should know that the founder of Sword Sect is Yue Su, and the founder of Air Sect is Cai Zifeng."

Feng Qingyang and Ning Zhong nodded in succession.

"Then do you know why the two of them wanted to split the Huashan Sect into two for no reason?" Yang Xuan asked another question.

The two of them looked at each other and neither knew the secrets of the two sects. Feng Qingyang thought about it and said, "It seems to be related to a secret book, but I don't know what it is. My master didn't explain it clearly, it was just vague."

Just talking about it."

"Secret book? What kind of secret book is Uncle Master? Is it your Dugu Nine Swords?" Ning Zhongze asked curiously.
Chapter completed!