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

In the vast mountains.

There is a small mountain village hidden.

Gui Hai Bai Lian is practicing sword in front of the hall.

Lu Huanong is drying medicinal herbs.

Because Gui Hai Bai Lian needs to take a medicinal bath every once in a while to assist in his practice.

As Gui Hai Bai Lian's wife.

She doesn't want to let others do such an important thing.

Huh!

Crack!

Dang!

Gui Hai Bai Lian's sword wind is getting more and more fierce.

It keeps rolling up Lu Huanong's dress.

Sometimes it will also blow away the dried medicinal herbs.

But Lu Huanong didn't scold, just frowned slightly.

"Not so good."

A sudden voice sounded.

"Who?"

Gui Hai Bai Lian instantly entered a state of preparation.

Da!

One person landed.

Who else could it be except Gu Santong?

"Gui Hai Bai Lian."

"I've been looking for you for a long time."

Gu Santong said angrily: "Do you know that I ran for a whole month to find you? Earlier, I also had a fight with Qingcheng Sect."

"What does it have to do with me?"

Gui Hai Bai Lian was concentrating on practicing swordsmanship.

How could he care about the troubles outside the martial arts world.

"It must be related to you."

Gu Santong said as a matter of course: "Your ranking is higher than Ba ​​Dao. I defeated Ba Dao, so isn't it you who will be next?"

"Ba Dao..."

Gui Hai Bai Lian was alert instantly.

"Two three three" Gu Santong."

"My husband, he is Gu Santong."

Lu Huanong is not Gui Hai Bai Lian, and she knows a little about the martial arts world.

Especially since Gu Santong has been so famous recently.

"Unbeatable brat."

Gui Hai Bai Lian's fighting spirit surged instantly.

Unbeatable.

The last unbeaten became a martial arts master.

Although he has disappeared.

But there are still legends about him in the martial arts world.

Now there is another unbeaten brat, which makes his blood boil.

"Husband?"

Lu Huanong realized that his reminder was adding fuel to the fire.

He couldn't help but get nervous.

You know, Gu Santong can be easily defeated by Master Xinmei.

He is a terrifying existence who can easily break the Shaolin Arhat Formation.

Gui Hai Bai Lian is strong.

But he is definitely not the opponent of Master Xinmei.

"Good!"

"That's cool!"

Gu Santong saw Gui Hai Bai Lian ready to fight, and his fighting spirit was aroused.

There was no other way.

Knowing that the matter was done, Lu Huanong could only push away quickly.

Avoid being implicated.

Draw the sword.

Gui Hai Bai Lian, who was in high spirits, drew the sword with a bang.

The sword light was fierce.

This was a fatal sword.

A terrifying sword.

But it was too easy for Gu Santong.

Dang!

Just one palm.

Gui Hai Bai Lian's sword wind was shattered.

The famous sweat-blood sword was almost lost.

Strong.

Too strong.

Gu San Tong was definitely the strongest opponent since his debut.

No one else.

Gui Hai Bai Lian's blood was boiling.

He changed his previous routine.

The sword light was fierce.

The sword shadows were heavy.

Gu San Tong didn't even move his eyes.

Hands kept dancing.

The shining gold shook layers of mysterious ripples.

He easily took over the fierce and dense sword skills.

However.

Dozens of sword lights gathered in the soft.

This was a more desperate sword than the previous one.

Its dominance is infinitely close to the ruthless slash of the Tyrant Sword.

"Good!"

Gu Santong shouted and pushed out a palm.

This palm is very similar to the Prajna Palm.

But it is a little different.

Gui Hai Bailian didn't care about this difference.

He only knew that his ultimate sword seemed to hit a layer of Buddha's light.

Arhat's body-protecting golden light.

The blood-sweating sword was shaken up.

Gui Hai Bailian was blessed, and his right foot was pulled back violently, and his body began to spin.

The blood-sweating sword turned into a sad and beautiful original trajectory in the air.

Along a perfect route, it slashed from bottom to top towards Gu Santong's half body.

Gu Santong's eyes burst into brilliance.

The body also turned golden.

Dang!

This unparalleled blow was like hitting a copper pillar.

The palm of Gui Hai Bai Lian's hand was broken.

Even the blood-sweating sword fell to the ground.

"Not bad."

"The last blow was very tasteful."

But Gu San Tong was still disappointed: "It's a pity that your other swordsmanship is not as good as Ba Dao, and this is when Ba Dao's mind has a flaw, otherwise you can't beat him."

"You..."

Gui Hai Bai Lian was so angry that his blood was boiling.

His face and even his eyeballs were blood red from the anger.

"I hope Bai Tian Yu won't disappoint people like you."

Gu San Tong left.

Left the villa with loss.

"I lost."

"I am worse than Ba ​​Dao."

"This is impossible! I have practiced swordsmanship for more than 20 years, how can I not even be qualified to let others go all out?"

Gui Hai Bai Lian's heart was completely confused.

He knew Ba Dao.

He was defeated by him.

As a result, Ba Dao received higher praise than him.

This is intolerable.

Frustration.

Suspicion.

Degradation.

Many negative emotions entangled in his heart.

"Husband?"

Lu Huanong looked at Gui Hai Bai Lian anxiously. (To read the violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network! )

They have been together day and night for these years.

She can naturally sense the abnormality of Gui Hai Bai Lian.

"Don't come over."

Gui Hai Bai Lian called out to Lu Huanong who was approaching quietly.

Gui Hai Bai Lian thought of a lot.

He wanted to catch up and compete with Gu Santong again.

He also wanted to run to Jueqing Villa and have a life-and-death contest with Ba Dao.

Finally, he thought of the root of everything:

Not enough strength.

If he had stronger martial arts, he wouldn't have to suffer such humiliation.

If he had mastered the forbidden martial arts that he got by chance, Gu Santong would definitely die.

"I'll go out and calm down."

Gui Hai Bai Lian seemed to have made a decision.

He even ignored Lu Huanong, the child, and the blood-sweating sword.

Just flew out like that.

I don’t know where to go.

Lu Huanong felt sad.

Because she had a strong premonition:

All the good things she had before will become the past.

She instinctively wanted to chase him. []

But she thought of Gui Hai Yi Dao, the child who was sleeping at home.

She couldn’t bear it.

At this moment.

She was more confused than Gui Hai Bai Lian.

At least Gui Hai Bai Lian still had the direction of breaking through the Dao of the sword.

And she could only passively and helplessly accept all this.

Huashan.

Guanyun Pavilion.

Yue Buqun, who had just finished his morning exercise, had a few more people around him.

Looking at the purple clouds overflowing on the top of the mountain.

Looking at the infinitely beautiful scenery in the distance.

No one spoke.

Standing like this.

For a long time.

After reading the latest intelligence, Yue Buqun said: "Gu Santong first broke through Qingcheng, then defeated Guihai Bailian, and he may go north to Shendaotang next."

After reading the intelligence sent by Lin Zhongxiong overnight, Yue Buqun shook his head and said: "No, Gu Santong has not yet penetrated the Central Plains, so he will not easily go north."

"I think so too."

"Emei is close to Qingcheng, and I am afraid it will also fall into his hands."

Feng Buping echoed.

Judging from Gu Santong's record.

This person's martial arts are so extraordinary that even he himself doesn't like it much...

"After Emei, it may be Wudang, or Northern Shaolin."

"Well, it may be Songshan Sect."

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi said, and finally paused.

Cheng Buyou asked suspiciously: "He can't possibly challenge Huashan on the way, right?"

Yue Buqun laughed.

Feng Qingyang and others also laughed.

They wished that Gu Santong would be so depressed.

"Okay."

"I think too much."

Cheng Buyou was discouraged.

Took the initiative to retreat to the back and stopped interrupting.

"I think we should pay more attention to the Plum Blossom Bandit."

"He is too arrogant.”

Cong Buqi started a new topic.

Gu Santong was making a fuss.

The Plum Blossom Bandit made all the martial arts circles panic.

After all, Gu Santong was competing in martial arts.

If he lost, he would only lose face.

But the Plum Blossom Bandit had committed more than 20 crimes.

What he lost were either secret manuals or rare weapons.

All of them were treasures of the martial arts world.

Neither the black nor the white world was spared.

The martial arts world was no less wary of the Plum Blossom Bandit than Gu Santong.

“Forget it.”

“As long as the Plum Blossom Bandit doesn’t provoke us, we can ignore him.” ”

Yue Buqun made a quick decision.

It doesn’t matter if it’s Lin Xian’er, Guo Songyang, or Bai Xiaosheng.

As long as they dare to come to Huashan.

Dare to make a move on Huashan.

Then he doesn’t mind going down the mountain.

Feng Qingyang looked at the time and said, “Mo Da from Hengshan Sect may come, let’s go down the mountain early.”

“Yes.”

Feng Buping suddenly realized, “I almost forgot about Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng’s sneakiness.”

Everyone went down the mountain.

I never thought that Mr. Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng had been waiting at the mountain gate.

Feng Buping hurried down the mountain.

Invite people into Jianqi Chongxiao Hall.

“Hello, Master Yue.”

“Hello, both of you.” ”

Basic polite words passed.

Yue Buqun asked directly: "Brother Mo, is Hengshan in crisis? Or is there something important to discuss?"

Hengshan Sect has always been committed to repairing relations with Huashan.

The previous etiquette was very thoughtful.

But this time...

They came suddenly.

Yesterday they came to Huayin County secretly.

Regardless of whether Huashan is willing or not, they came directly today. 5.9 Mr. Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng looked at each other.

Finally, Liu Zhengfeng, who has a relatively good relationship with people, said: "Brother Yue, a few days ago, the left leader sent Ding Mian and other masters to visit Hengshan secretly. "

"Oh? ”

Yue Buqun became interested.

Liu Zhengfeng gritted his teeth and continued: "They said that Huashan has the lost heritage of our Five Mountains Sword Sect, and they said that this matter has been confirmed by them and Hengshan successively."

"So it is this matter."

Yue Buqun thought it was a big deal.

He admitted very straightforwardly: "Our Five Mountains Sword Sect has been established for more than a hundred years, and the exchanges of swordsmanship between each other are very frequent. The predecessors of our Huashan have the habit of recording the content of the exchanges for warning and inheritance. Don't you have it? ”

“Yes, but…”

Liu Zhengfeng was embarrassed to continue.

After all, it needs to be recorded and passed on.

That requires writing skills and even painting skills.

But the sages of Hengshan have performers, monkey trainers, and singers.

But there are not many who are good at writing and painting.

Mr. Mo Da is also impatient and asked bluntly: “Could it be that the sages of HuashanIs there a record of the lost swordsmanship of our Hengshan School?"

"Yes."

"Yue and Uncle Feng have also deduced it and restored it completely."

Yue Buqun deserves it as a matter of course.

He answered with dignity.

He didn't feel guilty at all..