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

A roar.

Like going crazy.

Like a wild beast.

Mian Kuang Shilang took the "Kuang" in his name to the extreme.

The extremely violent true energy was instantly released in an incredible way in the air.

The most bizarre thing is that this power is actually blood-colored.

It seems to be the ultimate power that has been stimulated at the cost of life.

Boom!

The ultimate collision.

The tragic explosion.

The explosion produced a circle of air waves.

It spread out with the two people as the center.

Broken the flagpole on the first floor.

Overturned the roadside stalls.

Swept away the onlookers.

When everything calmed down, Mian Kuang Shilang also landed.

He had no breath and his face was bloodless.

The samurai sword in his hand was broken into two pieces, and the tip of the sword flew away.

However.

Feng Buping was not much better.

The blood on the corner of his mouth showed that he was now injured.

As for how serious it was, it was unknown.

"Good, good."

"There is more sword energy behind the sword energy."

Mian Kuang Silang praised: "As expected of a peerless master in the Central Plains, Silang lost."

He was not unconvinced.

He lost to the essence of the Five Mountains Sword Technique.

He lost to the double sword energy created by Feng Buping.

"It's a pity that we didn't make an agreement before."

Feng Buping didn't regret it at all.

He just felt that he was too anxious before.

If he was smarter, he would have made a bet before the competition, and the loser would leave the Central Plains.

Then the Central Plains martial arts world will be a little quieter.

"No problem."

Mian Kuang Silang replied: "This is the first defeat in Silang's life. I will naturally wash away the shame of 523 one day."

"To paraphrase the Central Plains people..."

"We will meet again in the mountains and rivers, and fight again another day."

Mian Kuang Silang bowed deeply.

Then he flew away like the wind.

This made several disciples of the Iron Sword Sect who wanted to take advantage of the situation far behind.

It also made some ambitious people who coveted the inheritance of the Phantom Sword helpless for a while.

But when they saw Feng Buping.

The regret in their hearts seemed to have found a breakthrough.

Just thinking of Feng Buping's identity.

Thinking of Yue Buqun's character.

They instantly turned off the fire.

"Master."

Linghu Chong had quietly come to Feng Buping's side.

"Let's go."

Feng Buping didn't say anything extra.

He led the way.

Linghu Chong glanced coldly at a small sect that was ready to make a move, memorized their faces, and followed them.

The master and his disciple walked in front and behind.

The master had his hands behind his back, his posture was casual.

The disciple held the hilt of the sword, his expression nervous.

Perhaps he was afraid of Huashan's power.

Or maybe they admired Feng Buping for regaining honor for Shenzhou Wulin.

So their journey home was smooth.

Without any obstruction.

It was just that the undercurrent hidden behind the scenes began to boil.

For example...

Zhu Wusi, who was watching everything on the top floor of the first floor, was stunned.

"Unexpected?"

Wan Sanqian liked Zhu Wusi's expression very much.

This was not only the first time.

It was also a kind of victory.

"I really can't believe it."

Zhu Wushi clenched his fists and murmured, "Those people at the top of the weapon list should not be underestimated."

"In terms of strategy, you are unparalleled in the world."

"But in terms of judging people's martial arts, you are much worse than Bai Xiaosheng."

Wan Sanqian commented without hesitation, "Jing Wuming and Hu Bugui are so powerful, Feng Buping ranks higher than them, so you can imagine his martial arts."

"Yes."

"How can a genius who can create his own martial arts have a false reputation?" Zhu Wushi murmured, "He just lives in the shadow of Yue Buqun, which gives people the illusion that he is backed by Huashan and his fame is inflated."

"Then do you plan to continue?" Wan Sanqian asked tentatively, "Huashan is not easy to mess with. It has been told to us with living examples."

"I told you."

"It doesn't have to be killing." Zhu Wushi smiled. Perhaps he saw another breakthrough. Wan Sanqian shook his head. He thought Zhu Wushi was still stubborn. "The first in Japan is not as good as the third in Huashan."

"Tsk, the current Jianghu is a flourishing era of swordsmanship." Wan Sanqian sighed to himself. Today's Weapon List.

Feng Buping ranked sixth, Guo Songyang ranked seventh, followed by Jing Wuming, Hu Bugui and Ye Liuyun.

In addition, Feng Qingyang ranked first and Taoist Chongxu ranked fifth.

All of them used swords.

No wonder Wan Sanqian sighed like this.

"Yes."

Zhu Wushi did not respond, but just perfunctorily.

At this moment.

He first thought of Li Xunhuan, who had just broken the fate of the third place.

Then it was Feng Qingyang.

It has been a long time since Feng Qingyang was seen in the martial arts world.

It was night.

In a remote corner of the capital.

This was the former secret base of Tianji Pavilion.

Feng Buping came here.

He lived in seclusion here alone.

Although Linghu Chong came here for the first time, he did not feel strange at all.

After getting familiar with the layout of the place, he sat at the door.

Huh...

Feng Buping exhaled a foul breath.

"Master."

Linghu Chong saw this and hurriedly approached.

He knew that this was the weakest time for Feng Buping.

He also knew that this was the best opportunity for others to kill Feng Buping.Yes.

He was not experienced enough in the martial arts world, so he seemed particularly nervous. (bhea)

"It's okay."

Feng Buping's complexion recovered a little.

But his content was more serious than Linghu Chong imagined.

Because Mian Kuang Silang's true qi was very strange.

Invaded the body.

It actually attached itself automatically.

Strange.

Vicious.

As a result, Feng Buping spent twice as much energy to expel these true qi as ordinary true qi. (To read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

But he was seriously injured and needed deep rest.

"Since you are here."

"Then don't hide your head and show your tail, just let people look down on you."

Linghu Chong was about to speak, but Feng Buping suddenly shouted.

Frightened Linghu Chong, he immediately drew his sword to block the door.

"Don't be nervous."

But Feng Buping looked more relaxed.

He slowly got out of bed.

He patted Linghu Chong on the shoulder.

He pushed gently.

He pushed Linghu Chong out of the door.

And he himself came to the courtyard.

At this time.

A man in black stood at the gate of the courtyard.

"Feng Buping, Feng Buping."

"I didn't expect you to have this day."

The man in black had a hoarse voice and was very unpleasant.

Feng Buping had no impression of this man.

But when he saw the other party's knife.

Feng Buping smiled. []

“So it’s the Wind and Thunder Blade.”

Feng Buping asked, “If I’m not mistaken, you are the Qin Xiangzhu of the Wind and Thunder Hall of the Sun Moon Demon Cult, right?”

The feud between Huashan and the Sun Moon Demon Cult.

Especially the feud with the Wind and Thunder Hall, which can be said to be a fight to the death.

Qin Xiangzhu.

The Wind and Thunder Hall Xiangzhu after Dongfang Bubai.

He is also known as the four Xiangzhu of the Demon Cult together with Sang Sanniang, Xue Xiangzhu and Nie Xiangzhu.

It is said that he participated in Dongfang Bubai’s rebellion.

“What if it’s me?”

“Today is your death…”

Qin Xiangzhu’s words could not be completed.

A dark ray, mixed with the night, an indistinguishable cold light passed through his neck.

Qin Xiangzhu of the Wind and Thunder Blade didn’t even know who the enemy was.

Just like that, he fell down with fear and despair.

"He is my opponent."

"How can I let you humiliate me?"

The man who came was a burly man in black cloth and black robe, black shoes and black socks, with a black sheathed long sword slung diagonally behind his back.

The robe he wore was also black.

It was compact.

But it didn't feel bloated.

Instead, it gave people a sharp feeling.

"Songyang Iron Sword."

The cold sweat on Linghu Chong's forehead was clearly visible.

If it was just the Wind and Thunder Sword, he would have a 90% chance of winning.

But facing Guo Songyang, he didn't even have a 10% chance of winning.

Because his swordsmanship was not good enough for himAt this level.

The role of internal force and sword moves is no longer a decisive factor.

Kendo realm.

Martial arts will.

It is the fundamental measure of their differences.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

Feng Buping's tone was a little bitter.

But he still stood behind Linghu Chong fearlessly.

"I've been here for a long time."

"I've also wanted to compete with you again for a long time."

Guo Songyang looked at Feng Buping and said regretfully: "It's a pity that you are injured now. Guo doesn't want to win unfairly."

"Thank you."

Feng Buping clasped his fists.

Guo Songyang's master demeanor made him feel comfortable.

"It's very lively tonight."

Guo Songyang looked at the darkness in the opposite courtyard.

In the darkness.

There was a faint old pine tree.

And he caught a strange breath in the old pine tree.

"Of course it's lively."

"After all, Feng has few chances of getting hurt."

Feng Buping laughed at himself.

Swoosh!

The people in the old pine tree realized that they had been exposed.

Fly away directly.

"Ninja?"

"The master who killed the big boss of the East Factory."

Guo Songyang was delighted to see the prey.

Immediately, he used his body skills to the extreme.

Chased after him.

There is no way to wash away the defeat Feng Buping gave him tonight.

But he can take it out on the ninja.

"That was a close call..."

"Don't take it lightly, the real challenge is still to come.".