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Chapter 495 He really condensed his Yuan Qi into Gang? Are you kidding me?
Upon hearing the gentle voice, Yue Buqun snapped back to reality. After taking a deep breath, he said to Gu Shaoan, "I lost my composure for a moment and forgot about Young Master Gu's matter. I hope Young Master Gu will not take offense."

Gu Shaoan looked at Yue Buqun, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "Sect Leader Yue is too kind."

As he spoke, Gu Shaoan's gaze fell on Feng Qingyang, and he said indifferently, "The matter between you and Sect Leader Yue is an internal matter of Huashan, and I have no right to interfere. However, what Sect Leader Yue said just now does make some sense."

"Linghu Chong's skills all come from the Huashan Qi Sect. When he was expelled from the Huashan Qi Sect, his martial arts were not abolished. If Linghu Chong uses the martial arts of the Huashan Qi Sect to cause trouble in the martial arts world in the future, seven parts of the blame will be on Linghu Chong and three parts on the Huashan Qi Sect."

"If Linghu Chong uses the Dugu Nine Swords to cause trouble, then seven parts are on Linghu Chong and three parts are on you, Feng Qingyang. It's just that you, Feng Qingyang, as a righteous person, are blind and taught a martial art like the Dugu Nine Swords to Linghu Chong."

"Today, I, Gu, have come to the Huashan Qi Sect because of these three mistakes, to demand an explanation from you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the moment Gu Shaoan's internal energy began to circulate, the Yin and Yang energies in the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" also began to circulate.

In an instant, Yue Buqun and Mei Jiangxue felt a special force in the void directly enveloping them.

Immediately afterwards, Mei Jiangxue and Yue Buqun felt their bodies lighten, and the surrounding scenery rushed backward.

When the two came to their senses, they were already three zhang away.

If it were any other martial artist who had returned to the Innate Realm, they might not even know what had happened.

However, Mount Hua was once a first-rate power. Although Yue Buqun lacked strength and talent, as the head of the Qi Sect of Mount Hua, in terms of knowledge alone, even the deceased Zuo Lengchan of the Five Mountains Sword Sect could not compare to Yue Buqun.

After a moment's thought, Yue Buqun roughly guessed how Gu Shaoan had managed to move the two of them to a distance of three zhang.

But it was precisely because Yue Buqun knew this that he understood the brilliance of Gu Shaoan's move.

Even knowing that Gu Shaoan's current strength far surpasses that of ordinary martial artists who have condensed their Qi into Gang, they still feel a sense of awe.

But even so, Yue Buqun couldn't help but gasp.

Looking at Feng Qingyang across from him again, his heart sank.

Feng Qingyang, who also witnessed this scene, paused in his heart. When he looked at Gu Shaoan, his eyes unconsciously became more solemn.

After moving Mei Jiangxue and Yue Buqun aside to make room, Gu Shaoan held the Yitian Sword with his left hand behind his back, while raising his right hand slightly to indicate, "Please."

Although his tone remained gentle, his demeanor subtly revealed an uncompromising toughness.

Having just been reprimanded by Yue Buqun, Feng Qingyang was already angry.

Faced with Gu Shaoan's tough stance, even Feng Qingyang, who hadn't made a move in decades, had no intention of backing down.

"Good! I haven't been down the mountain for decades. I also want to see just how strong the rising star in the Great Wei is."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingyang began to circulate his internal energy, and a sharp aura suddenly burst forth from his body.

"The second stage of swordsmanship?"

Sensing the fluctuations of sword intent within Feng Qingyang's body, Gu Shaoan slightly raised his eyes, but he was not particularly surprised.

Feng Qingyang's figure flashed suddenly, and he appeared in front of Gu Shaoan in an instant, like a long sword cutting through the air or an arrow released from a bow. He pointed his right hand into a sword shape and pointed straight at Gu Shaoan's right shoulder.

As Feng Qingyang pointed his sword, his fingertips condensed with internal energy, their sharpness creating a piercing shriek in the air.

Faced with this swift attack, Gu Shaoan remained standing with his hands behind his back, his body motionless. The moment Feng Qingyang invaded a ten-foot radius around him, Gu Shaoan's internal energy suddenly began to circulate according to the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms" technique.

In an instant, a powerful and majestic dragon roar suddenly burst forth from Gu Shaoan's body, the sound waves rolling and shaking the surrounding air violently, forming visible ripples that spread outwards.

The next instant, an extremely condensed sound wave shot out from in front of Gu Shaoan, transforming into a golden sonic blade that rushed towards Feng Qingyang.

"Sonic martial arts?"

Feng Qingyang's expression changed slightly, and he immediately poured more Qi into his fingertips, causing the sword energy to surge three inches, and he fiercely stabbed at the sound wave.

But the moment his fingertips touched the sound waves, Feng Qingyang's pupils suddenly contracted.

The sound wave was so illusory that it ignored the internal energy and force in his fingertips the moment they touched, and continued to blast towards his chest with undiminished force.

Sensing something was wrong, Feng Qingyang stomped his foot to stop himself, and at the same time, he circulated his internal energy to condense it three feet in front of him, forming an extremely solid protective shield of internal energy.

Almost at the same instant the protective aura shield took shape, the dragon's roar sound wave crashed down, heavily striking the protective aura shield.

A muffled boom suddenly rang out, the air surge exploded, the wind howled, and the rubble on the Cliff of Contemplation was swept up by the shock wave and shot out in all directions.

Feng Qingyang felt a tremendous force pass through the protective aura barrier, causing him to involuntarily take a step back. The hard rock platform beneath his feet was left with a footprint about an inch deep, and cracks spread outwards like a spider web.

However, the dragon's roar sound wave just now was merely an incidental effect of Gu Shaoan's use of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

The moment Feng Qingyang regained his footing, Gu Shaoan raised his right hand.

As his palm struck out, it instantly condensed into a nearly tangible, golden, and roaring dragon-shaped energy that circled around Gu Shaoan's arm and then roared towards Feng Qingyang along with Gu Shaoan's palm strike.

Feng Qingyang's heart changed, and his pupils shrank sharply: "This is... the Beggar Clan's 'Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms'? How does he know this martial art?"

Although surprised, the fierce and powerful palm wind was already hitting him, causing Feng Qingyang to not dare to think too much. He used his lightness skill to move backward while simultaneously circulating his internal energy and sword intent and pointing out with lightning speed.

With the release of his inner energy and sword intent, a ten-foot-long sword beam, surrounded by sword energy, shot out from his fingertip, aiming to meet the dragon-shaped energy. The next moment, the dragon-shaped energy and the sword beam collided with a deafening roar.

In an instant, shockwaves surged, energy raged wildly, and a series of explosions echoed through the air, with visible shockwaves spreading in all directions.

Even a small amount of energy emanating from it was like a tangible blade, piercing through the surrounding vegetation and leaving shocking craters in the ground, with rubble flying everywhere.

This terrifying aura caused Mei Jiangxue and Yue Buqun to instinctively take a few steps back. Only after they circulated their true energy and true essence to protect themselves did they look back at the arena.

On the rocky platform, as the dragon-shaped energy and the sword light locked in a stalemate, the energy and vital energy contained within both the dragon-shaped energy and the sword light were being consumed at an extremely rapid pace.

"Ang~"

However, at that moment, a dragon's roar that shook the heavens suddenly came from the dragon-shaped energy emitted by Gu Shaoan.

As the dragon's roar echoed, even more powerful and fierce forces erupted from the dragon-shaped energy, instantly scattering the ten-foot-long sword light, and then roaring towards Feng Qingyang with undiminished momentum.

Upon seeing this, Feng Qingyang's expression turned solemn, and he quickly raised his finger again to strike three points in succession.

The movements were swift as lightning, completed in one smooth motion.

It was the superior martial art of the Huashan Sword Sect, the "Deadly Three Immortal Swords Combo".

With a flick of his three fingers, he unleashed three condensed sword beams, one sharp and the other gentle.

Three sword beams streaked across the sky, followed by countless fine, hair-like sword energies that combined with the three sword beams to form a sword net.

"Boom!"

As the sword net and the dragon-shaped energy collided, the air suddenly trembled.

However, just as the sword light, sword energy, and dragon-shaped energy all dissipated in the air, and the air waves suddenly spread out like ripples, Feng Qingyang seemed to sense something and his expression suddenly changed.

The reason why the spreading air wave, in addition to the fierce energy, clearly carried a terrifying force heavier than Mount Tai was that Gu Shaoan had mixed the residual force of this palm with the technique of "making the light seem heavy", condensed it and did not release it until now when it suddenly erupted.

The force struck him, causing Feng Qingyang's protective aura to surge violently, swaying like a candle in the wind.

Feng Qingyang felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His chest tightened, and he couldn't help but take three steps back. Each step left a deep footprint on the hard rock, and cracks spread.

On the other side of the rock platform, Gu Shaoan frowned slightly as he watched Feng Qingyang retreating one after another.

Gu Shaoan's purpose today is merely to witness the martial art of "Dugu Nine Swords," not to actually provoke a fight or kill anyone.

Therefore, Gu Shaoan's move "Regretful Dragon" was merely a combination of internal energy and the "power of the dragon" with the technique of "lifting light as if heavy," without using the power of his internal blood and qi, spiritual energy, or the power and momentum of heaven and earth.

Even his power was only half of what he had used.

Even so, Feng Qingyang was still somewhat unable to withstand his palm strike.

Moreover, judging from the moves, the sword technique that Feng Qingyang used just now should be the famous "Three Immortal Swords of Deadly Combination" from the Huashan Sword Sect.

Although "The Deadly Three Immortal Swords" only has three moves, it emphasizes the principle of simplicity. The three swords form a ring, with each ring linked to the next, making it unpredictable and fast as lightning, leaving opponents unable to defend themselves.

The Huashan Sect's "Three Deadly Swords" once made quite a name for itself in the martial arts world.

However, in Gu Shaoan's view, Feng Qingyang had only reached the level of transforming form into meaning in the martial art "The Deadly Three Immortal Swords", and had not even touched the level of domain.

Among the top swordsmen in the martial arts world over the past century, Feng Qingyang is definitely on the list.

Otherwise, the saying "sword skills are divine" wouldn't have come about.

Therefore, Gu Shaoan decided on a whim to see what was so special about the "Nine Swords of Dugu" used by this top swordsman who had been living in seclusion for many years.

But seeing it today, I realize that his so-called divine swordsmanship is nothing but a joke.

In Gu Shaoan's eyes, Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship was not even comparable to Yan Jing'an's.

After regaining his balance, Feng Qingyang looked at Gu Shaoan again and felt a sense of horror.

"With this strength, is he really at the Qi Condensation stage? Are you kidding me?"

Despite it being just one move, Gu Shaoan remained firmly in place, one hand behind his back, calm and composed.

But Feng Qingyang had already retreated three and a half steps.

This was only because Feng Qingyang made the first move, and Gu Shaoan was forced to retaliate.

Such strength completely exceeded Feng Qingyang's expectations.

The next moment, when Feng Qingyang's gaze swept across Gu Shaoan's face, he was taken aback by Gu Shaoan's slightly furrowed brows and the dissatisfaction on his face.

But then, a surge of anger at being looked down upon suddenly rose from the bottom of Feng Qingyang's heart.

(End of this chapter)