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

"Fate is terrible."

After reading the news, Yue Buqun couldn't help but shake his head.

Yan Nanfei, the future number one on the Jianghu celebrity list, was taught swordsmanship by an old blind beggar with excellent whip skills.

Although this old blind beggar was extremely harsh on Yan Nanfei and whipped him at every turn.

But it did help Yan Nanfei survive.

And Yan Nanfei, who had a superb understanding, deduced a swordsmanship from the old blind beggar's whip skills.

This became the first step for Yan Nanfei's rise.

This old blind beggar had a name:

Jiang Beiqing.

"What's terrible?"

Bai Feifei hugged Yue Buqun from behind.

She was pressed on Yue Buqun's not very broad but very solid back.

"It's just a trivial matter."

Yue Buqun handed the information he had just sent to Bai Feifei.

Then he looked at the extremely ruddy face of Blue Scorpion, especially at the deep of the loose and high robe.

Suddenly, he felt like he was being sucked in.

"This girl is getting more and more seductive."

Bai Feifei glanced at Blue Scorpion.

She didn't care.

Because she found that when she was enjoying the pleasure of the boudoir, it was both relaxing and comfortable to have someone to help her.

Blue Scorpion, this big toy, was a perfect aid in this regard.

So naturally, she didn't care about Blue Scorpion's ulterior motives in her clothes.

"Husband."

"Are you deducing the Golden Snake Sword Technique?"

Bai Feifei asked about a more concerned topic.

Because the snake-shaped sword technique of the Five Poison Sect is very unique.

It is obviously a very ordinary sword move.

But when paired with the snake-shaped sword, the lethality increases dramatically.

Therefore, she specially exchanged 22 unique skills that did not belong to Huashan with the Five Poison Sect.

I didn't expect Yue Buqun to be so concerned.

"This sword technique is very good."

"It evolved from the snake-shaped fist, and there are many strange moves hidden in the spirituality."

"As long as we improve it on the original basis, it is best to integrate a few strange moves, and the power will increase."

Yue Buqun was not joking.

The snake-shaped sword technique of the Five Poison Sect basically has the prototype of the Golden Snake Sword Technique.

In order to match it with the Golden Snake Sword and maximize the power of the Golden Snake Sword, Xia Xueyi, the Golden Snake Prince, created a strange and unpredictable sword technique that was unexpected and powerful.

However.

Why did the Five Poison Sect have such a strange weapon as the Golden Snake Sword?

After all, the practicality of the Golden Snake Sword is really not high.

So there has always been such a mystery.

Now Yue Buqun understands.

It turns out that the inheritance came first, and then the Golden Snake Sword was customized.

Finally, the cause and effect cycle, Xia Xueyi made a deep deduction based on the original foundation and formed his own creation.

And what Yue Buqun is doing now is the path that Xia Xueyi will take in the future.

The current snake-shaped sword technique, which is only at the fourth level, is deduced to the fifth level.

Even the sixth level.

"It would be great if Master Feng was here."

Bai Feifei said with regret: "At least my husband wouldn't have to be so tired."

With the assistance of Feng Qingyang, an old swordsman who has been in the sword art for a full sixty years.

Yue Buqun can at least save half of his energy.

"Tired?"

"I can still fight for another three hundred rounds."

Yue Buqun directly ambiguously.

Bai Feifei was not afraid anymore. She pointed at the blue scorpion and said: "My husband, you have to think clearly. Feifei now has a top-notch helper."

"They are all defeated by me."

"Not worth mentioning."

Yue Buqun also became interested.

Bai Feifei's personality is like this.

The witch's temper came.

Many evil interests will be born.

This is not it.

Bai Feifei waved to Blue Scorpion.

But she did not reveal her plan, she just whispered twice in Blue Scorpion's ear.

Then Blue Scorpion knelt down with a blushing face.

Then.

Warm as spring.

Buds about to bloom.

All the subtleties are self-evident.

In the secluded Wuhen Villa.

Shangguan Haitang was practicing sword with all her heart.

Her moves were precise and there was no difference.

Although the moves were exquisite and the body movements were perfectly matched, Feng Qingyang still shook his head.

Feng Buping only took a look and continued to temper his true energy.

"It's a pity for Haitang."

Mr. Wuhen also felt a little regretful.

Shangguan Haitang has excellent talent.

She is definitely one of the top ten female warriors he has ever seen.

However, Shangguan Haitang was too impatient, and seemed to want to learn everything from him in just a few years.

Such a rush for quick success and instant benefits would lead to greed for more titles and more wealth.

"Why didn't you point it out?"

Feng Qingyang asked.

"I did."

"It doesn't make sense."

These two simple words expressed the helplessness of Master Wuhen.

It also showed his resignation on this matter.

Feng Qingyan said regretfully: "So there can't be a female Wuhen in this world."

"It's time and fate."

"It's not my ability."

Master Wuhen handed the warmed wine to Feng Qingyang.

But his brows gradually tightened.

"Someone is coming."

Feng Qingyang reminded him.

Master Wuhen nodded.

He looked at the other three and found that Feng Buping had stopped tempering his Qi.

Linghu Chong also began to sense something.

Only Shangguan Haitang was still concentrating on practicing swordsmanship.

Hu!

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A ninja lightly touched the tree trunk.

Then he crossed a distance of five meters.

Finally, he landed steadily.

When he landed, he didn't shake off any flying snow, and the snow on the ground was alsoIt didn't collapse.

"Great Qinggong."

Even though Feng Qingyang was well-informed, he cheered for the man in front of him.

Mr. Wuhen was also moved.

He knew that three Japanese masters had come to the capital.

But it seemed that none of them could reach the Qinggong level of the man in front of him.

"Hatsube Chijun greets you all."

After Hattori Chijun greeted Feng Qingyang and others with a relatively grand etiquette.

He asked directly: "May I ask Senior Feng and Mr. Wuhen, is there a panacea for amnesia in this world?"

The atmosphere of the scene was slightly stagnant.

Everyone knew that masters like Hattori Chijun would not come to the temple for no reason.

But no one expected that he was here to seek medical treatment.

"There are two causes of amnesia."

"One is a brain disease, and the other is a heart knot."

Mr. Wuhen replied: "Heart knot is a heart disease, which needs heart medicine to cure. Wuhen can't help. But there are many subcategories of amnesia due to brain disease, and the person must be brought here to prescribe the right medicine."

For such a master.

Mr. Wuhen chose a polite answer. []

I hope the other party will give up when faced with difficulties.

I never thought.

Hatsube Chijun's thinking is different.

He actually said: "Although the patient has lost his soul, his martial arts are still far superior to mine, so please come with me, Mr. Wuhen."

The scene calmed down leisurely.

Compared with before.

Now it is purely weird.

Shangguan Haitang drew her sword angrily.

Linghu Chong looked at Master Wuhen with a strange look.

"You can't do anything to the patient, but you can do anything to me."

"Don't you know the rules of the martial arts world? You can offend anyone but not the doctor?"

Master Wuhen stood up.

He didn't show any killing intent.

But his movements and gestures were the greatest anger.

"Hatsube knows."

"But please follow Master Wuhen."

Hatsube Qianjun insisted.

He didn't care that Feng Qingyang and Feng Buping were still there.

"It's very simple."

"Catch me and I'll go with you."

Master Wuhen stepped on the snow and opened his right hand.

The wind subsided at this moment.

The world also became quiet.

"I'm sorry."

Hattori Chijun suddenly shot forward like an arrow.

Continuous slashes!

No sword energy.

But his sword is sharper than most sword energy in the world.

Because he has practiced to the point where the sword energy is completely condensed on the samurai sword.

Every sword.

Every move.

There is a superimposed effect.

Dang!

Dangdangdang...

Hattori Chijun suddenly turned into a ghost.

With Wuhen Gongzi as the center, he cut open a clone-like fast attack.

Every sword is so tricky and terrifying.

Every move is a direct attack on Wuhen Gongzi.The place where Master Hen must be saved.

But Master Wuhen's fist and palm skills have reached the realm of perfection.

The palm method has the elegance of Emei palm method.

The fist method has the masculinity of Beggar Gang fist method.

The finger method has the exquisiteness of Shaolin finger method.

Every casual move is a unique skill.

Every move is full of mysteries.

No matter how fast, fierce and tricky Hattori Qianjun's sword method is.

It was also resolved one by one.

Ghost Wheel Slash!

Without any relaxation in his mind, Hattori Qianjun suddenly jumped up.

A sword slashed down from a high place.

Master Wuhen was shocked.

Moved sideways leisurely.

The sword energy that suddenly shot out directly cut the century-old pine behind Master Wuhen.

This is a complete cut.

It is an extremely tragic and horrifying killing.

Shangguan Haitang, who is still a young girl, looked pale.

If she were to die.

She couldn't even take the sword of Fu Shi Qian Jun.

"What a powerful ninja."

Feng Qingyang exclaimed: "His strength may kill Zuo Lengchan."

"I'm not sure I can kill him."

"If you're not careful, you might even be killed."

Feng Buping didn't hide his fear.

Such an opponent.

Even if he is from Japan, he must be given enough attention. .