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

Di Junwu knelt on the ground, holding his dantian with both hands.

Looking at Feng Qingyang with unbelievable eyes.

The blood from the backlash could not help but overflow from the corner of his mouth.

"Poqi style."

"I can't believe it!"

Cao Zhengchun was full of shock and unwillingness.

But the matter was done.

Instead, he was the first to calm down.

"I can't believe your skills have such a big breakthrough."

Feng Qingyang also looked at him with complicated eyes.

Seventh-level Tiangang Tongzi Gong.

Ultimate Wanchuan Guihai and Vajra Body Protection.

If he could match a top-level unique skill with a high degree of compatibility, he would probably not be much inferior to Gu Santong.

"It's a pity that you restrained me."

Cao Zhengchun's tone was calm.

The Qi-breaking style of Dugu Jiujian can be said to be specifically designed to break his Tiangang Tongzi Gong and Vajra Body Protection.

Cao Zhengchun's 100% combat power is only 70% in front of Feng Qingyang.

How can he not feel aggrieved?

"You are also unlucky."

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "A few months ago, I broke through the last level under the guidance of Yue Xiaozi."

Cao Zhengchun was even more speechless.

At that time, he happened to get the Bailing Pill and broke through in secret.

This world is indeed a chain of links.

"Every sip and every bite is destined."

"Eight, nine, seven" you should stop today."

Feng Qingyang looked at the two people in front of him happily.

He has a way to defeat them.

But he can't kill them.

If Feng Buping was not injured.

Then Feng Qingyang was not so easy to talk to.

"Yes."

Cao Zhengchun nodded.

Anyway, the Queen Mother wanted a complete Di Junwu.

Although Di Junwu's Dantian was broken and his cultivation was destroyed, he was barely complete.

"Oh, right."

"Let this self-righteous idiot be low-key in the future."

Feng Qingyang sneered: "He has the status of a hereditary first-class marquis, we will not kill him. But there are more terrible punishments in this world than killing people, and we like to use them on him."

Di Junwu's face changed.

If he was at the peak, he would definitely go berserk now.

If he was half an hour ago, he would definitely fight back now.

Unfortunately, he is now a useless person without any skills, even if he is angry, he is just impotent and furious.

"Okay."

"My Lord, let's go."

Cao Zhengchun was very relaxed.

He was from the East Factory, so he naturally knew what methods could make people live a life worse than death.

Dealing with Di Junwu was too easy.

Cut off his vitals and he would live a life worse than death.

He might even go crazy.

Not to mention that there are other poisonous skills that can turn him into a living dead.

"There is a ghost sect inheritance in Huashan."

"Don't make trouble."

Luo Jusheng also persuaded him..

And he was more direct.

Sent a signal.

The other four big bosses and countless East Factory masters swarmed out.

"My Lord."

"I'll carry you."

Iron Claw Flying Eagle was the most knowledgeable and tactful.

He half-crouched down and carried Di Junwu, who might not even be able to walk.

Following closely behind Cao Zhengchun.

"Let's go too."

Feng Qingyang led the way in front.

"Where to?"

Feng Buping was puzzled.

Linghu Chong asked, "Return to Huashan?"

"No."

"Wait until Buping recovers a little before returning to Huashan."

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "I haven't been down the mountain for so many years, and many things seem quite new to me."

He didn't explain too much.

Just walking slowly.

Walking and walking.

People merged into the darkness.

The first floor.

In front of the large balcony at the highest point.

Wan Sanqian leaned on the railing and looked out.

Jiang Beiqing and Qi looked closely at Guo Songyang beside Wan Sanqian.

"I really didn't expect Feng Qingyang to reach this level."

"Huashan is no longer controllable."

Wan Sanqian was full of sighs.

He regretted not getting acquainted with Huashan earlier.

Otherwise.

There would be no irritability today.

Fortunately.

He contacted Guo Songyang.

More than ten years ago.

Guo Songyang had just risen.

But Wan Sanqian decisively placed a heavy bet on his clan and helped him establish Tiejian Villa.

That is the Songyang Villa that is now famous in the martial arts world.

With this friendship, Guo Songyang knew that his identity was a bit sensitive, but he still accepted Wan Sanqian's invitation.

"Two grandmasters in one family."

"Looking at the entire martial arts world, where can you find such a luxurious configuration."

Guo Songyang would be lying if he said he was not envious.

He even thought about it.

If he were Feng Buping.

He would probably be glimpsing the realm of grandmaster now.

Instead of running around for the ranking of the weapon list.

"So?"

Wan Sanqian asked: "Are you willing to cooperate with me?"

Wan Sanqian made a second invitation.

Although Jiang Beiqing and Qi Di are masters of the time.

But compared with peerless masters like Guo Songyang, the gap is really not small.

"No."

"The opportunity to become a Grandmaster given by others is too hot to handle."

Guo Songyang clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wan, for your kindness."

Their deal was simple.

Guo Songyang would secretly protect Wan Sanqian.

And Wan Sanqian would fully assist Guo Songyang in breaking through to become a Grandmaster.

It contained three magical medicines, a top-notch secret skill, and a magical weapon.

It was so tempting.

Even Guo Songyang almost agreed.

But after a night of thinking, he finally refused.

"How could it be so hot?"

Wan Sanqian didn't understand and asked: "With your current realm, once you get such an opportunity, it is almost certain that you will become a grandmaster."

"Because my swordsmanship does not allow it."

Guo Songyang shook his head and said: "Once my sword heart is covered with dust, even if I have the cultivation and weapons of a grandmaster, I will only be a pseudo-grandmaster with a false name."

Then he smiled bitterly and said: "If I meet a real grandmaster, not to mention Yue Buqun, even Gu Santong can kill me within a hundred moves."

"There are still a hundred moves."

Wan Sanqian didn't understand.

The reputation that Gu Santong gained in the Tianchi martial arts competition is comparable to that of Dongfang Bubai in those days. (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Guo Songyang can hold out for a hundred moves.

That definitely meets Wan Sanqian's requirements.

So...

Wan Sanqian's heart was full of blame at this moment.

He even felt that Guo Songyang was greedy.

"Different paths."

"We can't work together."

Guo Songyang knew that he was talking to a cow.

So he simply and straightforwardly promised: "Thank you Mr. Wan for your kindness. If you have an emergency in the future, you can send a message to Guo. Even if it's thousands of mountains and rivers, Guo will come to help."

This is very serious.

That is, I will help only if there is a real emergency.........

Secondly, if I don't receive the message, don't blame me.

"Okay."

"Then Wan won't send it."

Wan Sanqian is such a smart person that he can naturally hear the hidden meaning of Guo Songyang's words.

So he simply didn't say goodbye.

They went their separate ways.

The building was silent.

There was only the breathing of the three people.

And the expectant eyes of Jiang Beiqing and Qi Di. []

However...

Wan Sanqian didn't place his hopes on them at all.

So the strange emotions on the first floor could only spread like this.

On the other side.

After making sure that there was no follower, Guo Songyang quietly escaped into a house.

A familiar fragrance blew in his face.

Guo Songyang hugged her.

A familiar body.

A familiar warmth.

Guo Songyang, who was full of anger, didn't contact the beauty in his arms.

He just picked up the gun.

However, Lin Xian'er was not so easy to be played with.

She is a top expert at stirring up emotions and controlling men.

"Brother Guo."

Lin Xian'er held Guo Songyang's face with her cold little hands and said distressedly: "It's so cold, look at how frozen you are."

Coolness.

Gentleness.

It made Guo Songyang sober up a lot.

But he didn't let Lin Xian'er go.

He waved his sleeves.

The door was closed by the sleeve wind.

Then the finger wind also skillfully pushed the bolt in.

Then it was the two of them.

Guo Songyang put Lin Xian'er on his knees.

Just as he was touching her, Lin Xian'er asked, "Brother Guo, you were so angry just now. Did Wan Sanqian make unreasonable demands?"

"Is it so obvious?"

Guo Songyang calmed down a little.

Even Lin Xian'er could see it at a glance, which showed that his state of mind just now was very impatient.

This is a taboo for swordsmen.

"Hehe..."

"Brother Guo, don't mind it."

Lin Xian'er made a gesture similar to looking up.

Guo Songyang lowered his head and looked at this woman with perfect facial features.

When he thought that she was his.

He felt infinite satisfaction in his heart.

"Wan Sanqian thinks he has enough money to buy a 5.4."

"But he doesn't know that he is just a money bag for the royal family and the officials in the court."

Lin Xian'er said confidently: "His wealth, his treasure chest, if those adults need it, it will not belong to him."

"Yes."

"Why should I be angry with such a person."

Guo Songyang heard it.

First he was stunned, then he smiled awkwardly.

How glorious Wan Sanqian is now.

How terrible the hidden danger is.

Otherwise, how could he recruit me and hire me as a bodyguard?

Even let me become a grandmaster.

"That's right."

"This is my good brother."

Lin Xian'er saw Guo Songyang whose breath had recovered again.

She was also happy in her heart.

The man that the richest man in the world wants to recruit is her invisible puppet.

No wonder she is so proud.

"Ugh!"

Guo Songyang has recovered.

Not only his mentality, but also his strength and desire.

Lin Xian'er can feel the power from Guo Songyang's big hands.

And the emptiness that is supported.

She has not had time to prepare.

She is overwhelmed by the strong and terrible swordsmanship and desire. .