Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

Huashan.

Linghu Chong fought two against one.

His opponents were Liang Fa and Gao Genming.

One of them practiced Hunyuan Sword Technique, and the other practiced Daizong Sword Technique.

Liang Fa was responsible for defending the moves.

Gao Genming was responsible for breaking the moves.

The two seemed to have been specially trained and cooperated very well.

They fought with Linghu Chong for more than 40 moves.

Linghu Chong even used the fatal chain of three immortal swords.

The result was that they returned empty-handed.

"Hahaha..."

Lu Dayou gloated: "Brother Chong, you were tricked, right?"

"What trick?"

Shi Daizi hadn't reacted yet.

Sun Xiaohong said with a smile: "Gao Genming's Dai Zong is the best at calculating and breaking moves. They calculated the ways to break the fatal chain of three immortal swords, Yangwu swordsmanship, and Xiyi swordsmanship in advance."

"No wonder Brother Fa was so calm in dealing with it."

"Dai Zong is too scary."

Shi Daizi didn't expect that swordsmanship could be played like this. Xindu admired it.

But he was worried about Linghu Chong.

It's just...

This is obviously redundant.

Linghu Chong's swordsmanship changed again.

It became extremely weird.

It can even be described as a variety of things.

Faced with such endless strange moves, Gao Genming couldn't calculate it at all, and Liang Fa's Hunyuan swordsmanship gradually fell into the "980" dilemma.

Finally.

With a ding.

Liang Fa was defeated and Gao Genming stopped moving as soon as he started.

Because Linghu Chong's sword was pointing at his heart.

"Chong'er."

Feng Buping frowned and asked, "When did you practice the Thirteen Styles of Hundred Changes and Thousand Illusions Clouds and Mists?"

Linghu Chong's learning was quite diverse.

It had always been criticized by his master.

But today, it seems that Linghu Chong not only did not change, but became even worse.

"So Brother Chong used the Thirteen Styles of Hundred Changes and Thousand Illusions Clouds and Mists."

"I heard that the Thirteen Styles of Hundred Changes and Thousand Illusions Clouds and Mists was created by a master of the Hengshan School who made a living by performing arts, and combined with the Hengshan swordsmanship, it is very unique. Today, I saw that it is indeed well-deserved."

Compared to others.

Sun Xiaohong's face was full of curiosity, as if she wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"Master."

"I was just looking around."

Linghu Chong said aggrievedly: "I have been communicating with Dayou's monkey recently. I learned the Thirteen Forms of Clouds and Mists out of interest. I spent three days on it, and it was all in my spare time. I didn't put in any effort."

Feng Buping was speechless.

Sun Xiaohong was shocked.

Others were full of admiration.

Three days.

Just three days of free time.

The advanced inheritance of Hengshan Sect has been cultivated successfully.

I am afraid that the uncles of Hengshan Sect who have practiced hard for three years may not be so superb.

Such talent, it was really terrifying.

Liang Fa, Lu Dayou, Gao Genming, Shi Daizi and others suspected that they were being implicated.

But there was no substantial evidence.

"Okay."

Feng Buping wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

He could only tell him: "I don't care about other things, but you must keep up with Hunyuan Sword and Hunyuan Gong."

Feng Qingyang has personally proved that Hunyuan Gong can also be at the forefront of the martial arts world.

The last two levels of Zixia Magic Art require the cooperation of Taoism and Taoism.

Feng Buping doesn't think Linghu Chong has such knowledge accumulation and talent for cultivation.

So in terms of internal strength.

Hunyuan Gong is Linghu Chong's only choice.

At this time.

There was a cry of surprise from Yue Buqun.

"What?"

"Zhen Shanzi is dead?"

Yue Buqun looked at the pigeon with surprise.

Lin Zhongxiong had just left for a few days.

Then a pigeon came back with a letter.

He thought it was something that was missed, but he didn't expect it to be such a shocking news.

"Wait."

"Before leaving the retreat, he died from an unknown sword."

Yue Buqun's heart surged.

He suddenly remembered something:

The Demon Sect went east.

This Demon Sect refers to the Rakshasa Demon Sect.

And there are two premises and time points that determine this major event:

The first is that the leader of a certain major sect died an untimely death.

The second is that Bai Tianyu fell and the Divine Sword Hall collapsed.

At the beginning.

Yue Buqun didn't feel anything about this background setting.

Now thinking back.

I feel the great horror in it.

Western Region.

The area is extremely vast.

Even far beyond the Central Plains.

But there are very few forces that can compete with the Rakshasa Demon Cult.

And there are even fewer who are hostile to the Rakshasa Demon Cult.

Among them, the Divine Sword Hall and the Kunlun Sect are two of them.

Now that the head of the Kunlun Sect has unexpectedly fallen, the Kunlun Sect, which has been in constant internal strife, is bound to fall into civil strife.

In this way.

Only Bai Tianyu and the Divine Sword Hall are left standing in front of the Rakshasa Demon Cult.

And this...

is the prelude to the trilogy of "Border Town Prodigal Son", "September Eagle Flying", and "Moonlight Blade".

"Husband."

Ning Zhongze quietly tapped Yue Buqun's back and asked with concern: "Your face looks a little ugly."

To be precise, it's cloudy and uncertain.

But no one paid attention to Ning Zhongze's speech error, and everyone looked at Yue Buqun.

"No."

"Just thought of some bad things."

Yue Buqun couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Some things.

It's really a general trend and can't be avoided.

"Yes."

"Kunlun lost its owner, I'm afraid they will be silent for a while."

Feng Qingyang was very sad.

The assassination of the headmasterAlthough it has happened repeatedly.

But that is basically the business of second- and third-rate sects.

In large sects, no one may appear once.

But every time he appears, there must be a shocking conspiracy behind him.

"I'm afraid it's more than that."

Yue Buqun smiled bitterly.

If he remembered correctly.

In the subsequent history of the martial arts world, the Kunlun Sect was almost in a semi-transparent state. (To read the violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Even if it was mentioned occasionally, it was just a sigh.

It can be seen how serious the internal friction of the Kunlun Sect was after the death of Zhenshanzi.

"What's wrong?"

"Did you associate it with something?"

Everyone was not a rookie in the martial arts world, and realized that something was wrong, so they asked quickly. []

Yue Buqun could only explain briefly.

"I didn't expect Zhen Shanzi to be so important."

Cheng Buyou smiled bitterly.

Cong Buqi said in panic: "The turmoil of the Sun and Moon Demon Sect has not subsided yet. If there is another Western Demon Sect, won't the Central Plains be devastated?"

"One in the East and one in the West."

"They are both demon sects, which is really amazing."

Feng Qingyang also felt very difficult.

Then.

He thought that the Central Plains was not peaceful either.

There are evil deeds of the Jinqian Gang and the Songshan Sect.

The land of Shenzhou can be said to be in internal and external troubles.

He has been in the business for half a century and has never encountered such a dangerous world.

"Ah..."

Although Yue Buqun is not afraid.

But he is also a little worried in his heart.

I always want to give everyone more means to save their lives.

To avoid a recurrence of the Wengjiazhuang incident.

That's it.

The atmosphere was suppressed.

Silence.

Depression.

And contemplation.

Money Gang.

Shangguan Fei, the son of Shangguan Jinhong, was resting with his eyes closed.

Because he was tired of waiting.

He needed to rest.

But the figure of Jing Wuming appeared at the door.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were full of unrestrained resentment.

"What did you do?"

Shangguan Fei looked at Jing Wuming coldly.

"I don't need to report to you when I do things."

Jing Wuming's response was very cold.

It was because of his attitude and his arrogance that the relationship between the two childhood friends who grew up together became so sharp.

"Really?"

"Then your plight has nothing to do with me."

Shangguan Fei looked at Jing Wuming's wound, his eyes narrowed.

Although he was dissatisfied with Jing Wuming.

But he was more aware of Jing Wuming's terrifying strength.

The only one who could injure him to this extent.

I'm afraid there are only about ten peerless masters in the weapon list.

"It really has nothing to do with you."

Jing Wuming was still so cold.

He hasn't even looked at Shangguan Fei straight in the eye until now.

"But I like you in this state."

Shangguan Fei did not hide his gloating.

"Oh."

Jing Wuming responded coldly.

The conflict between him and Shangguan Fei was known to everyone in the Jinqian Gang.

Shangguan Jinhong knew it.

But he never meant to stop it.

"Don't die."

"You are the best knife in our Shangguan family."

Shangguan Fei deliberately provoked.

"Not you."

"I only obey the gang leader."

Jing Wuming's response could make people angry.

Even if Shangguan Fei was the young gang leader.

Even if Shangguan Fei's true strength could kill the top 30 in the weapon list.

But in Jing Wuming's life, only Shangguan Jinhong was worthy of his care and service.

Shangguan Fei.

It's too far.

"Why are you so arrogant?"

Shangguan Fei finally couldn't control himself and asked: "You have a big move, why didn't you let me know? I am the son of the young leader, Shangguan Jinhong."

"That's your own fault."

"Who made your sword not as good as mine?"

Jing Wuming still had that angry attitude.

He originally wanted to say that if you are better than me.

Then Shangguan Jinhong will use you.

2.7 But after saying it, the taste is completely different.

"Asshole!"

"You not only took away my position, but also my father!"

Shangguan Fei roared hysterically: "Since you came, everything that belonged to me has suddenly disappeared, as if everything has become yours."

"That doesn't mean anything to me."

Jing Wuming's eyes had the first ripples.

"It's meaningless?"

"No! You know the meaning."

Shangguan Fei gritted his teeth and said, "Because you knew all the roots from the beginning."

Jing Wuming didn't answer.

But the dead gray eyes suddenly became a little clearer.

"It's not because of your strength."

"Because you are also your father's son! You are his illegitimate child outside!"

"My mother was angry to death by your mother!"

Shangguan Fei couldn't control himself anymore.

All the emotions burst out.

And the revelation of these words made Jing Wuming's eyes completely clear.

But a few bloodshot eyes slowly appeared in his eyes.

"So what?"

"So what if it's not?"

Jing Wuming asked back, "Can it change reality?"

After speaking.

Jing Wuming left.

He went back to lick his wounds.

Shangguan Fei was left standing alone, thinking and angry...