Martial Arts: After ten years of sword-drawing, the Sword God must bow his head when he sees me

Chapter 149 The Nine Swords of Dugu

Even though Shen Ping'an wasn't fully unleashing his sword intent at this moment, the unique sharpness of his sword intent, under the influence of perfected sword intent, spread rapidly from the Cliff of Contemplation as its center.

Just sensing the sharp sword intent around them made Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze feel a heavy feeling in their breathing, as if they were being pricked by needles.

In a daze, they all felt as if they were in a world formed by sword blades.

The once howling mountain wind now felt like a steel blade scraping your bones.

The air that entered my nose also seemed to have an unusually biting chill.

Not to mention Yue Lingshan.

If Shen Ping'an hadn't deliberately controlled the aura of his sword intent, even the sword intent that was currently dissipating would have been enough to injure Yue Lingshan, who was only at the Meridian Opening Realm.

"Just the aura alone contains such terrifying power?"

While at the Liu residence, Yue Buqun witnessed Shen Ping'an effortlessly killing Zuo Lengchan and others, and defeating Dongfang Bubai.

However, Shen Ping'an's methods were too mysterious, and his speed was too fast.

Even though Yue Buqun was in the Liu residence that day, he couldn't figure out how Shen Ping'an had defeated them.

Now, having personally experienced the power generated by Shen Ping'an's sword intent, Yue Buqun felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Because he knew all too well that he could never reach the level of strength that Shen Ping'an possessed, even if he devoted his entire life to it.

As the aura of sword intent continued to spread, Shen Ping'an himself also entered a unique state.

Thoughts and even perceptions expand with the help of the surrounding天地 (heaven and earth).

Until Shen Ping'an sensed a figure rapidly approaching the location of the Cliff of Contemplation.

"coming!"

Upon discovering this figure, Shen Ping'an also dispelled his control over the power of heaven and earth, and instead calmed the sword intent within his body.

After a hundred breaths, Yaoyue and Zhang Sanniang seemed to sense something and glanced in the southwest direction.

At the same time, Shen Ping'an said, "Since you've come, why hide in the shadows and avoid showing yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun and his companions on Blackwood Cliff were taken aback.

Before Yue Buqun could think further, a gray figure swiftly flew to Blackwood Cliff like a pigeon returning to its nest.

The group looked over and saw that the newcomer was an old man with white hair and dressed in hemp clothing.

Upon seeing the old man, Yue Buqun's expression changed drastically.

It seems they never expected that such a master was hidden within Mount Hua.

However, Feng Qingyang did not look at Yue Buqun, but instead focused his gaze directly on Shen Ping'an.

But looking at the young Shen Ping'an, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

After a few breaths, the old man spoke: "It seems that you deliberately lured me here with your sword intent, young master."

Shen Ping'an said frankly, "That's right!"

Feng Qingyang asked, "I have been out of the martial world and hiding in Mount Hua for more than twenty years. Even the others in the Mount Hua Qi Sect do not know of my existence. I am curious how you, young master, know that I am in the Mount Hua Qi Sect?"

Shen Ping'an said softly, "But it was an unexpected discovery."

Seeing Shen Ping'an's ambiguous response, Feng Qingyang frowned slightly.

But thinking of the intense sword intent Shen Ping'an had just exuded, so strong that he could sense it even from dozens of miles away, Feng Qingyang could only patiently ask again, "Young Master, what is your purpose in bringing me here?"

Shen Ping'an said in a calm tone, "I have heard that you once learned the martial art 'Dugu Nine Swords' created by the senior Dugu in the Great Song Dynasty. As the number one swordsman in the Great Song Dynasty, I am also curious about the martial art created by senior Dugu."

"Therefore, I have come to Mount Hua today to see this martial art. I hope that you will be kind enough to teach me."

The name of the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai is known throughout the world.

He was listed on the Hundred Knowledge Pavilion's Heavenly Ranking alongside Zhang Sanfeng decades ago.

Upon learning that the old man hiding in his Mount Hua actually knew the martial arts created by the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, Yue Buqun was even more surprised.

At the same time, Yue Buqun's mind became even more active when he looked at Feng Qingyang.

However, compared to Yue Buqun, Feng Qingyang's reaction was much stronger.

If Shen Ping'an's knowledge that he was hiding in Mount Hua had only made Feng Qingyang wary, Shen Ping'an's subsequent words caused Feng Qingyang's expression to change drastically.

"How did you know I know the Nine Swords of Dugu? Who exactly are you?"

However, Shen Ping'an remained calm in the face of Feng Qingyang's question.

"There are no secrets in this world. Even if I knew about your affairs, what's so strange about that?"

Seeing that Shen Ping'an was still being vague and avoiding answering, Feng Qingyang's expression also darkened.

A few breaths later, Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, his inner energy surged, and his body transformed into an arrow, charging fiercely towards Shen Ping'an.

Seeing Feng Qingyang make a move, Shen Ping'an chuckled inwardly, letting Feng Qingyang rush towards him.

However, just as Feng Qingyang had rushed to within half a zhang of Shen Ping'an and raised his sword finger to point at Shen Ping'an's left shoulder, Feng Qingyang felt a slight fluctuation of true energy suddenly surging within Shen Ping'an's body.

"At such a young age, he actually has the cultivation level of the first stage of the Returning Origin Realm?"

Before Feng Qingyang could think further, a sword aura materialized out of thin air in front of him, shooting towards him like a meteor. The sword aura appeared too suddenly, catching him off guard. Feng Qingyang could only lightly raise his sword finger to change direction and point at the incoming sword aura.

But when his fingertips touched the sword energy, the sword energy, which looked as thin as a hair, actually broke through the strength and true energy he had gathered on his fingertips like a sharp sword and landed on Feng Qingyang's fingertips.

In an instant, Feng Qingyang felt a slight stinging sensation in his two fingers.

At the same time, a powerful force surged through his fingertips, forcing Feng Qingyang to pause and take a step back.

Feeling the stinging pain in his fingers, Feng Qingyang stared at Shen Ping'an in utter astonishment.

"This sword energy was actually condensed from sword intent? How did he do that?"

Although Feng Qingyang did not use his full strength just now, in Feng Qingyang's opinion, he was still at the third level of the Heavenly Gang Realm.

Shen Ping'an's cultivation level was only at the Returning Origin Realm, and it was enough for him to take him down in an instant.

Who would have thought that Shen Ping'an would be able to condense his sword intent into sword energy?

Feng Qingyang had considerable talent, and by the time he turned thirty, he had successfully grasped the essence of swordsmanship.

After fifty years of cultivation, he successfully advanced his sword intent to the third level.

It was because he had mastered sword intent for decades that Feng Qingyang knew so well how difficult it was to control sword intent.

The way Shen Ping'an is condensing sword intent into sword energy is something Feng Qingyang has never even dared to dream of, let alone accomplished.

For a moment, Feng Qingyang was quite surprised.

However, before Feng Qingyang could think further, several whooshing sounds quietly entered his ears.

Coming to his senses, he saw several slender, willow-branch-like sword energies snaking towards him like serpentine snakes.

Upon seeing this, Feng Qingyang quickly raised his hand again to respond.

However, as the number of sword energies around him increased and their angles of attack became more and more cunning, Feng Qingyang felt the pressure increase exponentially.

A moment later, more than a dozen sword energies swirled around Feng Qingyang.

Despite their seemingly chaotic appearance, Feng Qingyang's experience revealed that these dozen or so sword energies actually contained elements of array formations, completely blocking any possible routes for him to move forward, making him dare not move recklessly at all.

Seeing several sword energies rushing towards him, Feng Qingyang had nowhere to dodge and dared not continue to hold back.

"Breaking Qi Style".

With a low shout, Feng Qingyang suddenly pulled a withered branch from the ground into his hand. After leaving trails of watery marks, Feng Qingyang instantly thrust his hand repeatedly, scattering the several sword energies in front of him.

Seeing the martial arts technique that the other party suddenly used, Shen Ping'an's eyes lit up.

"Finally I couldn't bear it anymore."

After successfully forcing Feng Qingyang to use the "Nine Swords of Dugu", Shen Ping'an unleashed sword energy from his feet and instantly appeared in front of Feng Qingyang, pointing his finger at Feng Qingyang's face as if it were a sword.

This move came quickly and urgently.

Feng Qingyang's gaze sharpened, and without dodging or avoiding, he slashed the withered branch in his hand three inches diagonally. The "Breaking Sword Style" of the Dugu Nine Swords transformed into seven cold stars, piercing Shen Ping'an's three acupoints: "Yunmen", "Tianchi", and "Shencang".

Shen Ping'an concentrated his true energy in his two fingers and secretly used the "Tai Chi Silk Reeling Force" to strangely neutralize Feng Qingyang's three sword attacks. Then, three strands of sword energy appeared out of thin air and rushed straight to the "Quchi acupoint" on his elbow.

Ke Feng Qingyang neither dodged nor evaded, but responded with the "General Technique," stabbing out three times with withered branches through the gaps in the sword net.

Three spiraling sword energies shot out from the tip of the withered branch, attacking from the upper, middle, and lower directions respectively.

Seeing the two figures in the arena moving like shadows, their sword moves as swift as a gazelle's horns, leaving no trace, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze had already led Yue Lingshan to retreat to the edge of the mountain wall.

With their strength and cultivation, the three of them couldn't see the fighting moves of the two at all; they could only vaguely see the figures flashing.

Meanwhile, Zhang San Niang, Yao Yue, and Lian Xing watched with great interest.

Shen Ping'an's strength has far surpassed theirs.

Even when sparring, Shen Ping'an would almost always stand still, his body surrounded by needles of sword energy and rampant sword qi.

This was the first time the three women had ever witnessed such a close-quarters, back-and-forth battle between two opponents.

"No wonder Young Master Shen made a special trip to Mount Hua; the 'Nine Swords of Dugu' is indeed exquisite."

Even Yaoyue, who had previously been at odds with Zhang Sanniang, couldn't help but nod in agreement with what Zhang Sanniang said.

With her keen eye and martial arts skills, Yaoyue could naturally see the uniqueness of the "Nine Swords of Dugu".

It can be said that they almost completely abandoned defense and completely replaced defense with offense.

All sword techniques are aimed at striking the opponent's vital points, forcing the opponent to counterattack and defend themselves, thereby dismantling the offensive.

Moreover, his swordplay is seamless and his attacks are cunning.

During their exchange, Yaoyue was frequently struck by something that caught her eye.

However, as time went by, Feng Qingyang's expression grew increasingly solemn.

Even Feng Qingyang's forehead was beginning to bead with sweat.

In contrast, Shen Ping'an dealt with Feng Qingyang with only one hand from beginning to end, his steps relaxed and graceful.

Even now, there is not a trace of disorder in his breathing.

(End of this chapter)