The one who came out from behind the rockery was Chen Da from Danhemen.
Although the figure of the person in front of him looked familiar, he was definitely not from their village.
Yang Qingyuan used his innate energy as soon as Chen Da spoke, soared into the air, used Qing Kung Fu to leave first, and made plans after fighting with Zhang Songxi's group.
Chen Da was born in the Danhe Sect. Not only was he able to enter the palace with his unique weapon, the Crane's Beak Hook, but he was also top-notch in Qinggong. Chen Da himself had always thought so.
It wasn't until today that Chen Da discovered that his Qinggong was so vulnerable. As soon as he jumped up, this unknown figure was already nearly ten feet away from him.
"Little thief! Where to go!"
Just as Yang Qingyuan was running away, a cold palm force struck him.
A man in black took out his palm in secret. Looking at Yang Qingyuan who was escaping, the man in black knew clearly that he had struck out quickly and his palm power was amazing. The intruder was so anxious to escape that he stayed in mid-air for a long time. , there is nowhere for people to take advantage of when they rise into the air, this intruder will definitely not be able to avoid this palm.
While he was feeling complacent, the person who struck the palm watched helplessly as Yang Qingyuan changed direction out of thin air, dodging the palm force with just one turn.
The cloud dragon appears nine times, changes direction in the sky, and is guided by the void.
After being shocked, the sneak attacker's eyes were full of fire. This must be a peerless light skill. If he catches this intruder and obtains this light skill, his martial arts will surely reach a higher level. When the time comes, he will cooperate with the secret method of the Holy Sect. It may not be impossible to reach the state of gathering souls in one's lifetime.
Thinking of this, the man in black's eyes became fiery, and he flew up, chasing Yang Qingyuan, attacking all the way, firing his palms continuously along the way, Yang Qingyuan easily dodged as he dodged.
Yang Qingyuan didn't want to fight, so if he took action now, he could certainly subdue the man in black in a short time, but how many people could he capture by himself? !
It would be bad if the people in this villa ran away.
As the two chased him, the warriors in the village were alerted, and more and more people joined the ranks of Yang Qingyuan who was chasing and blocking him.
Although most of the participants were warriors from the Tongmai Realm, it would be troublesome if there were too many. These warriors knew that their light skills were not qualified to join the chase. They only showed the direction to the masters behind or interfered with hidden weapons, which also slowed down Yang Qingyuan's speed.
With the help of these people and their familiarity with the terrain, the leading man in black managed to keep up with Yang Qingyuan. I don't know where this person came from, but his palm power is cold and vicious, which is unusual.
Just now, Yang Qingyuan noticed that the man in black's palm hit the tree, and the bark of the tree was corroded by the palm force. If he hit it in the face, wouldn't it be disfigured?
It is truly the best vicious martial arts in the world.
Another palm force struck, and Yang Qingyuan stopped dodging. He pointed at the sword and used the Liangyi Divine Sword to push the boat with the current, and used his gentle strength to unload this palm force aside.
"Wudang swordsmanship! Go with the flow!"
The man in black couldn't help but scream when he saw Yang Qingyuan's sword move!
The intruder in front of him, who is proficient in Wudang's Liangyi Divine Sword, must be a direct disciple of Wudang. The Holy Sect and Wudang are mortal enemies. If this person is allowed to leave this place and attract Wudang's large army, the Holy Sect will inevitably suffer heavy losses. If After attracting Zhang Sanfeng, the holy religion was wasted after twenty years of hard work.
Thinking of this, the man in black gritted his teeth! He activated a strange internal force in his body, and his speed increased by three points.
At the same time that the man in black used this internal force, Yang Qingyuan in front felt that the blood energy that made him extremely uncomfortable appeared again, and this time it was also accompanied by a strange infuriating energy.
This strange true energy is very close to his innate true energy. Although it is far inferior in purity to the true energy cultivated by Yang Qingyuan's innate magical skills, it is already three points stronger than the true energy cultivated by ordinary martial arts, and is comparable to or even surpasses the eight martial arts sects. Mental method.
"It's really you!"
Yang Qingyuan, who felt this strange true energy, shouted angrily!
The man in front of me deserves to die!
Yang Qingyuan, who was slightly angry in his heart, stopped his galloping, pointed with his backhand to point to the sword, and swung the sword out
The sword energy burst out of the air, fierce and invincible.
Wudang swordsmanship, Pegasus flying waterfall!
Tianma leaps over the waterfall, and the floating light sweeps across the sky.
The sharp sword energy slashed at the man in black.
Pegasus Falls is a sword technique created by Yang Qingyuan. Among Wudang sword techniques, it has the highest lethality and the highest sword speed.
Yang Qingyuan, who was still trying to escape, suddenly counterattacked. The man in black was obviously unprepared and was forced to dodge for a while.
But even if he was prepared, Yang Qingyuan's sword energy could not be avoided in a hurry.
The sharp sword energy passed over Hei Yi's right arm. The moment the sword energy came upon him, the man in black wrapped his right arm with the blood essence he had cultivated.
The blood energy that was originally so magical was unable to resist the fierce sword energy at all. It was disintegrated by the sword energy like ice and snow melting. The man in black was so frightened that he did not continue to dodge for a moment, and was directly cut off by the sword energy. The meridians in the right arm.
It seems to be just a flesh wound, but in fact the right arm of the leading man in black is disabled. If it is not treated in time, he will only be a one-armed man in this life.
The severe pain in his right arm made the man in black, who had already hurriedly dodge, no longer be able to stabilize his body and fell directly from the air.
When Yang Qingyuan encountered this opportunity, he would naturally not miss it. As soon as his body transformed, he charged towards the fallen man in black.
Many patrolling guards below saw that Yang Qingyuan was no longer running away, and they all started to attack him.
However, although there are many of these people, their martial arts can only be considered average. Most of them are cannon fodder for Qi and body training. Of course, the remaining ones in the Tongmai realm are also cannon fodder in Yang Qingyuan's eyes.
"Zheng!"
The green owl comes out of its sheath.
With a sword in his hand, Yang Qingyuan's whole temperament changed.
The original Yang Qingyuan's bookishness was even more quaint, but with the green sword in hand, Yang Qingyuan was a peerless swordsman.
Jiugong Sword Technique, Rouyun Sword Technique, Huilong Twelve Postures, and Seventy-two Finger Winding Soft Sword Techniques. Yang Qingyuan’s own martial arts talent is not too low, but there is a gap compared with Liu Wangshu and Zhuang Xiaomeng. However, he has a pair of Dao pupils that can see through Dao rules.
Using Daotong to decipher the swordsmanship, it only takes time to dismantle the most exquisite and profound swordsmanship in the world. What others see as advanced mathematics and matrix convergence becomes a linear equation of one variable in Yang Qingyuan's eyes.
Know the principle and achieve the skill.
These Wudang swordsmanship skills in Yang Qingyuan's hands are no less than those of Mu Taoist who has been practicing hard for decades.
The ordinary training guards surrounding him were no enemy of his sword.
Dozens of guards were either struck by swords in their wrists, struck by swords in their pubic area, or suffered broken arms and legs. After tea time, there was no one standing in the whole place, and the ground was full of injured people rolling and wailing.
The man in black looked at Yang Qingyuan's swordsmanship and remembered the zhenqi attached to the sword just now. He was panicked for a moment, as if he had encountered a savage beast, and even his words were trembling.
"You...who are you? Among the younger generation in Wudang, there is only one Song Qingshu who can be seen clearly. How could there ever be someone like you?"
The man in black suddenly realized, "You are Yang Qingyuan!!"
