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

Songshan.

At the foot of the mountain.

Dozens of Songshan elites were lying in all directions, groaning.

And the Fengshan Terrace on the mountain was not much better.

The five remaining Taibao of Songshan were also bruised and swollen.

Some were even coughing up blood.

As for the Five Mountains Alliance Leader who existed in name only.

At this time, his face was extremely grim.

He was in a state of panic.

He was in a state of uncertainty.

Because the sword in his hand had been bent into an arc.

It was bent by Gu Santong who stood still and used his palm force.

Gu Santong's hands were condensed with golden light, and he said calmly: "The three moves of courtesy have passed, and now it depends on whether you are worthy of the name of the Five Mountains Alliance Leader."

The voice fell.

He walked towards Zuo Lengchan step by step.

Zuo Lengchan's inner strength was condensing frantically.

The temperature around him was also dropping.

The five great guards who were approaching felt like they were in an ice cellar.

"Arrogant!"

"Today I will let you see that there are people better than you."

Zuo Lengchan decisively abandoned his sword.

A terrifying pressure burst out instantly.

Flying over like an arrow from a bow.

Domineering.

Ruthless.

An evil palm was slapped on the head.

The bone-chilling coldness merged into it, turning into the ultimate killing.

Palm against palm.

Tit for tat. "077"

The bone-chilling coldness instantly penetrated into Gu Santong's limbs and bones.

Gu Santong suddenly had difficulty breathing.

It was as if the blood in his body had solidified.

The next moment.

Zuo Lengchan, who had succeeded in his evil plan, used his hand as a hammer.

He hit him on the head.

Gu Santong felt that this blow was as strong as a ton of force.

Dang...

Zuo Lengchan's mouth was cracked by the shock.

The whole person felt pain and retreated miserably.

And in order to prevent Gu Santong from chasing him, Zuo Lengchan punched and palmed with one hand, and opened his left and right hands.

Palm wind.

Fist Qi.

They all whistled away.

But Gu Santong forced himself into the dense fist and palm shadows.

He smashed through everything with overwhelming force.

At the same time, in the horror of everyone, a golden hand stretched out from the vast palm shadows and finally slapped Zuo Lengchan's arms.

Crack.

A sharp sound of bone fractures was heard.

Zuo Lengchan's arms that were blocking the way were broken at the same time.

"The Ice Qi is very strange."

"The reverse practice of the Great Songyang Divine Palm is even more strange."

Gu Santong shook his head and said, "Let alone ordinary people, even masters of the top ten in the Weapon List can easily fall into your trap."

He finally concluded, "It's a pity that the person you are facing is me."

The reverse practice of the Great Songyang Divine Palm.

It is a perfect match with the Ice Qi.

It can even freeze people into ice sculptures in an instant.

It's a pity.What he encountered was the invincible magic of the Vajra.

The evil martial arts of nature and the unique skills that are not afraid of alien true qi.

"Goodbye."

Gu Santong turned and left.

He was very disappointed.

I thought the famous Zuo Lengchan could give him a little surprise.

After all, when Zuo Lengchan was at his strongest, he was the ninth great master in the weapon list.

But he still couldn't let him go all out.

This made the loneliness in his heart even stronger.

Gu Santong just left.

No one dared to stop him on the Songshan Mountain.

At this moment, Gu Santong was another version of Dongfang Bubai.

There were more than 3,000 people on the Songshan Mountain, but no one had the courage to face him.

He went down the mountain.

He didn't enter the county town.

But he went directly north.

He had felt too much disappointment in the Central Plains martial arts world.

I hope that the Divine Sword Hall outside the pass and the famous Luosha Sect Leader can give him more surprises.

"Come out."

Gu Santong suddenly stopped, and then shouted to the dense forest behind him: "You have followed me all the way, and it is time to come out to rest and chat."

Jing Wuming walked out slowly.

Three scars on his face and the iconic golden long gown.

Anyone who has heard of it can recognize it at a glance.

"It's you."

Gu Santong smiled.

I was just bored and lonely.

I didn't expect that a master would come to my door in a blink of an eye.

"It's not you I want to find."

Jing Wuming stepped aside.

Shangguan Jinhong stepped out.

Gu Santong was even more excited now.

He originally wanted to challenge step by step.

In the end, it was Yue Buqun.

But there are many rules for the big sects.

For example, today's Songshan Sect.

The battle could have been ended in a cup of tea.

In the end, because of the rules, he wasted two hours of his time.

He was still thinking about how to bypass the many masters of the Money Gang and challenge Shangguan Jinhong directly.

Unexpectedly, the opportunity was delivered to him.

This is just like a pie in the sky.

"You are not afraid of me."

Looking at Gu Santong's excited state, Shangguan Jinhong was curious.

Except for the martial arts master.

Even if they are as strong as Feng Qingyang and Sun Baifa, they will look very serious when facing him.

So Gu Santong's expression is simply a hint.

"Why should I be afraid of you?"

Gu Santong was puzzled.

Are all the masters in the martial arts world so confident?

At the beginning.

Zuo Lengchan was also mysteriously confident.

What about now?

He is not afraid that Shangguan Jinhong is too strong, but he is afraid that Shangguan Jinhong is not strong enough.

"Not bad."

"You and I are the same kind of people."

Shangguan Jinhong's face was full of praise.

"I'm not like you."

"I don't want to be like you."

Gu Santong shook his head.

His face was full of disgust.

Such a straightforward expression made Jing Wuming so angry that he wanted to draw his sword.

"No, no, no, you and I are both paranoid people."

Shangguan Jinhong replied loudly: "You love martial arts, and I am even crazier."

Gu Santong fell into deep thought.

After being explained by Shangguan Jinhong, he really felt that he and Shangguan Jinhong were the same kind of people.

It's just that the direction of paranoia is different. (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Because what I pursue is to achieve the ultimate in all fields."

"Because I want to be the best master in the world, to dominate the world, to enjoy the most beautiful women, drink the most beautiful wine, and ride the most powerful horses!"

After a short pause.

Shangguan Jinhong's voice rose to a higher level.

It seemed so loud.

So confident.

"You are indeed crazier than me."

Gu Santong was convinced.

No one could express ambition so eloquently as Shangguan Jinhong.

Speaking nonsense with such confidence and charm.

At this moment.

Gu Santong finally understood why Shangguan Jinhong could gather so many arrogant masters in just a few years; why he could make a proud single-domain god-maker like Ximen Rou work for him.

"Okay."

"No one comes to the temple for no reason."

Gu Santong was also straightforward and asked: "What do you want?"[]

"No request."

Shangguan Jinhong shook his head.

"Ah?"

Gu Santong thought Shangguan Jinhong was here to recruit him.

"Aren't you going to compete?"

"I'll compete with you..."

Shangguan Jinhong said confidently: "As long as you can force me to use that move, I will lose."

"So confident?"

Gu Santong became more and more curious.

He had seen people who were arrogant, but he had never seen anyone so confident.

"That move was specially prepared for the Grandmaster."

"You'd better be aware of this."

Shangguan Jinhong reminded him in a low voice.

This is not a joke.

He likes to think three steps ahead when doing things.

Sooner or later, the Jinqian Gang will run into Yue Buqun, Dongfang Bubai and Bai Xiaolou.

So he was ready to deal with the Grandmaster's trump card.

"Okay."

Gu Santong was eager to try.

"We had an agreement."

Shangguan Jinhong said: "If I win, I will save your life in the future; if I lose, you will save my life in the future, how about that?"

"You seem to have said the opposite?"

Gu Santong paused.

Just looked at Shangguan Jinhong suspiciously.

Shangguan Jinhong asked: "I didn't say the opposite. The strong should pity and help the weak. Isn't that what we should do?"

"That makes sense."

Gu Santong was convinced.

More importantly.

He could no longer suppress the fire of war in his heart.

"Come on."

Shangguan Jinhong was bare-handed.

With a calm attitude.

"Where is your ring?"

Gu Santong had no dissatisfaction at all, and vaguely caught something.

"There is no ring in my hand, but there is a ring in my heart."

Shangguan Jinhong's voice seemed to come from the eternal divine law.

It directly shook Gu Santong's mind.

The next moment.

Shangguan Jinhong had already rushed to Gu Santong.

Grabbed with one hand.

The air was like a death hoop.

Rough Bull Fist.

This is a common boxing style in Jianghu martial arts halls.

It is also the first boxing style that Gu Santong practiced.

It took him only ten days to perfect this boxing technique.

Afterwards, in countless competitions and bloody battles, he cultivated it to an unprecedented level.

As soon as the fist was thrown.

A golden bull demon that seemed to come from the ancient times came out.

It smashed Shangguan Jinhong's death aura ring with a devastating force.

However.

Shangguan Jinhong had expected such an end.

One after another, the fist rings 3.7 whistled out.

Some were heavy, some were light.

Some were erratic, some were sharp and straightforward.

The martial arts reached their level, which was impeccable.

Boom...

The earth was trampled.

The grass and trees were blown away.

Even Jing Wuming kept retreating.

Avoid the flying sand and rocks that are more terrifying than cold arrows and sharper than powerful crossbows.

"Good!"

Shangguan Jinhong shouted.

The constantly fissioning fist rings instantly covered the sky and the sun.

It was too much to handle.

No matter how fast the sword is, or how dense the rain of arrows is.

They can't match such martial arts.

Hide?

Gu Santong never thought about it.

Golden light blooms.

The complete form of the Vajra Invincible Divine Art appears in the martial arts world for the first time.

Dazzling golden light.

Unbeatable flesh.

Any fist ring thrown over is like raindrops hitting stones.

No effect or damage is seen.

Shangguan Jinhong looked at this monster that looked like a golden arhat, and his momentum suddenly condensed.

The thousands of fist rings condensed into an unparalleled dragon and phoenix golden ring under the influence of the mind.

Boom!

The mountains shook and the earth trembled.

The sand and dust rolled.

But the vast dust could not suppress the dazzling golden light.

Invincible.

So terrifying. .