Chapter 447 Dugu Nine Immortal Swords!
In a mansion somewhere in Hangzhou, a tall and thin Taoist priest opened the window and looked at the stormy sky above West Lake. He stared for a while and said softly, "Ao Zhang is really a waste. He can't even beat a young man. Tsk!"

Another voice came out from the room, laughing, "Don't underestimate this young man. He started fighting in close combat, not afraid of the extremely strong body of the dragon clan. His swordsmanship is extremely gorgeous. I have only seen such a high level of swordsmanship in people who came out of the Sword House. It's amazing!"

The tall and thin Taoist priest looked at the short and fat monk under the lamp and said with a smile: "The Great Master of Songshan, Fei Bin, is so arrogant. When did he praise a young man so much? What is the origin of this young man? Could he be a lay disciple of a master in Songshan?"

Monk Fei Bin laughed and said, "Brother Yuqingzi is not well-informed. Do you know that Longhu Mountain has recently appointed a new chief monk?"

Yu Qingzi frowned and said, "This is the rumored Xin Zhen, the last number one scholar in the Dahua Dynasty. It seems that the old immortal from Longhu Mountain really has some vision."

Monk Fei Bin laughed and said, “The old Heavenly Master dominated an era, and his vision was especially for the mundane world.”

Yu Qingzi sneered and said, "Are you Songshan so afraid of Longhushan? If that old immortal was really that powerful, why would he have his own son schemed against? Now we can only count on that useless grandson. Haha, he has sent several groups of troops to the east of Jiangnan, and some died and some were injured. It's not that powerful. This time he is probably just desperate and trying any possible means."

Fei Bin smiled without saying anything, looking at the man and the dragon still fighting in the sky above West Lake.

On another mountain peak, a man stood out, also watching the battle over West Lake. He watched for a long time, then nodded and said to himself: "He is indeed a talented person, but sending him to such a dangerous place, isn't the old master afraid that he will die young?

Tsk tsk, could it be that Longhu Mountain's foundation is so strong that such a talented person can be easily destroyed? I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out."

Somewhere hidden in the clouds, a powerful being was hiding. He watched the fight between a man and a dragon, and then quietly disappeared.

There were many people watching the battle, but most of them were just watching and no one jumped out to stop the battle.

The four friends from Meizhuang on the lake naturally noticed the attention of these people.

Dan Qingsheng sneered and said, "They are all cowards who hide their heads and show their tails!"

Huang Zhonggong said with a smile: "In the struggle between the Dragon Clan and Longhu Mountain, how dare ordinary forces show up casually? But if they see an opportunity, they will attack us openly and secretly. We must be careful."

The other three all nodded and looked into the clouds.

At this time, the battle in the clouds became more intense.

Xin Zhen injured Ao Zhang with Seven Stars Falling from the Sky, but the bodies of the dragons were not to be trifled with. Although the sword pill could break the dragons' defenses, it was not so easy to take their lives.

Human cultivators are generally unwilling to have conflicts with the dragon clan. On the one hand, they are afraid of the dragon clan's great power. On the other hand, it is because the dragon clan is too difficult to kill. Their health bars are too thick. Even if they are much stronger than them, it is very difficult to actually kill them.

If they cannot be killed and escape, there will be countless troubles in the future, which will be a real headache. Therefore, few people are willing to have conflicts with the dragon clan.

Therefore, when Ao Zhang was causing chaos on the West Lake, there were many powerful humans in Hangzhou, but no one was willing to take action. This is the reason.

Of course, most of these hidden powers come with ulterior motives, so naturally they dare not show up easily.

Therefore, although Ao Zhang's body was covered in blood, he became more and more courageous as the fight went on. Although Xin Zhen fought him in close combat, leaving him no time to use the dragon clan's mysterious magical powers, the dragon clan is never weaker than humans throughout their lives, and their strong bodies are not to be trifled with.

In the past, it was the human cultivators who kept a distance when fighting with them. They would do everything they could to drag the human cultivators to decide the outcome with their bodies. Now, even though he had encountered the alien Xin Zhen, how could Ao Zhang be afraid!
In fact, Xin Zhen did not rely on his strong body to fight Ao Zhang in close combat, but it was because he had too few means. His flying sword was his only means of long-range attack, but if the distance was too far, it would be difficult to hurt Ao Zhang. It would be better to fight at close range, which was also what he was best at.

For hundreds of years, he had been traveling around the world, and he had always fought against his enemies with a long sword in hand. In this world of magical powers, this naturally fell within the scope of close combat. In this case, choosing this fighting method was extremely appropriate, and it really caught Ao Zhang off guard at the beginning.

Xin Zhen's ability to seize opportunities was extremely outstanding. Once Ao Zhang was entangled by him, he could not escape. Xin Zhen entangled Ao Zhang like a leech and fought him in close combat. Xin Zhen used Huashan swordsmanship, Taishan swordsmanship, Songshan swordsmanship, Hengshan swordsmanship, Hengshan swordsmanship, Dugu Nine Swords and other swordsmanship at will.

In fact, before this, Xin Zhen had only experimented with some sword techniques. Those sword moves could be performed in the form of flying swords. Their power and splendor were unprecedented. Xin Zhen suspected that these sword techniques were actually more suitable for flying swords, and using them to wield swords was just a result of compromise.

However, Xin Zhen was still not very familiar with using these sword moves with the flying sword method, so he missed many good opportunities, but this also gave Xin Zhen an excellent opportunity to practice sword skills.

During the battle with Ao Zhang, Xin Zhen learned more and more about the mysteries of various sword moves, and became more and more adept at them.

Although Ao Zhang became more and more courageous as the battle went on, he was only relying on a burst of bravery. After this burst of bravery wore off, Ao Zhang became more and more frightened the more he fought.

Because he found that Xin Zhen's sword moves were becoming more and more powerful. Originally, he could withstand Xin Zhen's sword moves, and the price he paid was just the loss of dragon scales and bleeding. It looked very miserable, but in fact the damage was not great, and he could still continue fighting.

But as the battle continued, he discovered that Xin Zhen's flying sword was becoming more and more powerful, and it could even penetrate his dragon feet with one sword, and even the hard dragon claws were cut off!
This sword is powerful enough to cut off his dragon head!

Ao Zhang found the situation unfavorable, so he thought about keeping some distance, but he had tried before, but Xin Zhen was like a leech attached to his bones, and he couldn't get rid of him at all.

Ao Zhang thought, even if I have to take a sword attack, I have to keep my distance, otherwise, today will not end well.

Ao Zhang roared angrily and charged towards Xin Zhen fiercely. The moment he forced Xin Zhen back, he swung his dragon tail and quickly distanced himself from him. Seeing that he had successfully distanced himself from him, he laughed out loud with joy and said, "Boy, you are finally at your wits' end, right? Now it depends on how I deal with you, hahahaha!"

Ao Zhang laughed for a while, but then he saw Xin Zhen standing above the clouds, looking at him with a smile.

Ao Zhang hesitated for a moment and said, "Boy, why are you being so mysterious? Look, at the distance we are at now, I can use the dragon clan's magical powers!"

Xin Zhen smiled and said, "I am just about to learn about the magical powers of the dragon clan. Please."

Ao Zhanglong's eyes turned cold, and a mysterious spell hummed from his mouth. Xin Zhen immediately felt the hairs on his body stand on end. Thunder magic?

No! This is water control!

The dark clouds contained a large amount of water vapor. Amid the buzzing of mysterious incantations, Xin Zhen felt the temperature dropping rapidly. Then, strong winds swept through the clouds, gradually attracting the nearby dark clouds and forming a huge vortex with a radius of more than ten miles.

The vortex trapped Xin Zhen and Ao Zhang in it. The temperature was getting lower and lower. Ice crystals gradually appeared, and then the ice crystals grew bigger and bigger, turning into sharp ice blades. In the vortex, the ice blades flew and shot everywhere, like powerful crossbows shooting everywhere.

Those ice blades hit Xin Zhen's sword ball and turned into ice particles one after another. However, due to the huge number, the clear light of the sword ball surrounding Xin Zhen was suppressed close to Xin Zhen's skin and was about to collapse.

Ao Zhang looked at Xin Zhen trying to hold on, and laughed triumphantly, saying, "Boy, your biggest mistake today was letting me pull away. But it's no use regretting it now. You should learn from this experience in your next life. Die!"

Ao Zhang roared, and the storm vortex suddenly accelerated. A huge ice fog suddenly burst out around Xin Zhen, tightly enveloping him. This was the ice fog formed by the explosion of a large number of ice blades after colliding with Xin Zhen's sword ball.

Ao Zhang was delighted by what he saw and laughed wildly, quite like a cat catching a mouse.

But the next moment, the growing ice fog suddenly burst, and a ball of clear light rushed out from it and shot towards Ao Zhang.

Ao Zhang snorted and said, "You're using this trick again?"

He waved his dragon claws, and suddenly countless huge ice blades met the clear light, and a loud rumbling sound echoed in the sky above Hangzhou.

The people of Hangzhou were shivering and hiding in their houses. The whole city was as dark as night. As a violent storm swept outside, there were constant rumbles of thunder that shook the heavens and the earth. It was almost like the end of the world that was about to destroy the world.

The four friends of Meizhuang on the West Lake looked at the huge tornado in the sky with solemn faces. The tornado was getting faster and faster. The water of the West Lake was attracted by it and rolled up. When it entered the tornado, it turned into thick ice blades and flew towards Xin Zhen.
Dan Qingsheng shouted, "Brother, we can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, I'm afraid something bad will happen to the young master!"

Hei Baizi also said: "Get ready to attack, Young Master is already at a disadvantage, this tornado has already formed, and if Ao Zhang uses his magic, it will be useless even if we attack together."

Tu Bi Weng looked at Huang Zhong Gong.

Huang Zhonggong nodded and said, "Okay, get ready. Dan Qingsheng will use the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains to break the tornado!"

Dan Qingsheng's face turned bitter, and he said, "This tornado has entered my Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains. I'm afraid my painting will immediately turn into a pool of ink. How miserable!"

Huang Zhonggong ignored him and turned to the black and white pieces and said, "Drag Ao Zhang onto the chessboard."

Black and White also had a bitter expression on his face and said, "The dragon race is too strong. My chessboard may not be able to withstand it."

Huang Zhonggong also ignored him and looked at Tu Bi Weng and said, "Don't be afraid of losses. Take out your "Huaisu's Autobiography" as well."

Bald Pen Man looked reluctant and muttered, "You don't know how many years I spent writing to get this piece of calligraphy that satisfies me."

Huang Zhonggong held up a guqin with his left hand, and a guqin appeared in the air. Dan Qingsheng cried out in surprise, "Brother, you are willing to take out the Jiaowei guqin that is hidden in the bottom of the box. Aren't you afraid that it will be damaged soon?"

Huang Zhonggong glanced at him and said, "You are not happy when I say you are a little sparrow. You are willing to sacrifice your life to do great things. These things are just external possessions. What's so regretful about them?"

The other three were immediately shocked, and their expressions became determined.

Dan Qingsheng waved his hand, and a painting suddenly spread out in the sky. On it were mountains and rivers, a magnificent landscape of thousands miles. Dan Qingsheng was just about to let the painting of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains include the tornado, but at this moment, there was a sudden change!
All I could hear was a clear voice chanting from the clouds: "What is Qi? It is the source of nothingness, the root of creation. It is so vast that it has no outside, and so tiny that it has no inside. It is vast and boundless, and dark and infinite. It is so dark that I cannot see it, but it shines brightly. It is formless and silent. Life is limitless, but success is failure. Life is born and success is achieved, and it is the same from ancient times to the present. It is the origin of the Qi. It is divine and clear, and it exists in one's heart."

As the sound rang out, clear rays of light fell from the tornado, becoming the only glow in the darkness. Suddenly, the world that was originally filled with the sounds of rain, wind, and thunder became silent. The tornado also slowly stopped rotating, and the thick ice blades could no longer support it. They fell from the sky into the West Lake, smashing out countless waves. Some unlucky big fish were hit and turned upside down.

Huang Zhonggong was surprised and asked, "What is this?"

The powerful people hidden in Hangzhou all looked at him sideways.

Monk Fei Bin from Songshan opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth involuntarily, and cried out in surprise: "Dugu Jiuxian Sword! Dugu Jiuxian Sword has been lost for thousands of years, how could Xin Zhen have it!"

Yu Qingzi was confused and asked, "What is this Dugu Nine Immortal Swords? Is it that powerful?"

Monk Fei Bin said loudly: "Three thousand years ago, there was an invincible sword demon named Dugu Qiubai. He killed his way to the Ninth Heaven with just one sword. At that time, the Heavenly Court used 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals to suppress him. The sword technique he used was the Dugu Nine Immortal Swords. Tell me, how powerful is it!"

Yu Qingzi was shocked and said, "There are still people who dare to challenge the Heavenly Court. No wonder they are called demons. How can this Xin Zhen have such a demonic skill? Is he also a demon?"

Monk Fei Bin was about to refute, but greed appeared in his eyes. He nodded immediately and said, "That's right. Those who use such magic are naturally demons. Killing demons is the duty of righteous people like us. When the opportunity arises, I will kill him!"

Yu Qingzi curled his lips and sneered, "You are attracted by the Dugu Jiuxian Sword, right? You are so pretentious to me, it's not necessary."

The two were old friends since their youth. One became a monk in Mount Songshan, and the other became a Taoist priest in Mount Taishan. They naturally knew each other very well.

Fei Bin laughed and said, "Let's join forces. When the time comes, we'll give everyone a copy of the sword manual. If you take it back to the mountain gate, it will be a great achievement!"

(End of this chapter)