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

Fang Longxiang is proud.

You can even say he is self-righteous.

He is not a grandmaster, but he dares to yell at Shangguan Jinhong.

It shows how conceited he is.

But because of this.

He is very suitable for practicing the Immortal Killing Finger, which requires fearlessness of heaven and earth, and killing gods and Buddhas.

"Okay!"

Feng Buping is not impatient.

The horror of the Immortal Killing Finger is unprecedented.

This kind of finger technique that can easily condense into needle-shaped true qi or has some indescribable evil nature.

Even the palm-breaking style is not very pleasing.

However.

Feng Buping is the best in actual combat among the Huashan Bu generation after all.

His sword began to drift.

It even deviated from the original trajectory of Huashan swordsmanship.

Horizontal sword, blocking, and vertical.

All of them are defensive moves.

Yue Buqun only read the beginning and nodded continuously.

"Pure defensive moves?"

Sun Baifa was confused for a moment.

"Beautiful."

Feng Qingyang was amazed.

Sun Baifa asked: "Why... So that's it... He wants Fang Longxiang to hit the tip of the sword herself."

Pure defensive moves and close combat with people.

What is the most important thing?

Speed!

No matter how exquisite your moves are, what does it matter?

No matter if I can't see through it?

I will use the sharpest part to defend.

Your changes of moves will never be faster than my own portable defense, right?

Frustrated.

Fang Longxiang's Immortal Killing Finger was urgently retracted six times in a row.

If he didn't stop, his fingers would be gone.

He had never seen such a shameless fighting style.

It was even more unexpected that Feng Buping, such a high-end swordsman, didn't even have the demeanor of a master.

It was as if he was a rogue with great fame and superb swordsmanship.

"I won't play with you anymore."

Feng Buping smiled grimly.

The previous dozen consecutive moves were purely a test and consumption.

Now he was too lazy to be hypocritical with the other party.

"Jade Maiden Sword Technique?"

Feng Qingyang was stunned.

Feng Buping suddenly performed the relatively basic Jade Maiden Sword Nineteen Styles of Huashan.

The sword moves of this sword technique are complicated and all-encompassing.

Both Feng Qingyang and Yue Buqun have commented:

Those who have practiced to the extreme can use it to restrain any sword technique.

There is a subtle mystery of breaking the sword style.

And what about Feng Buping?

The soft sword technique instantly made Fang Longxiang disdainful.

Just when he was about to break the move.

He was defeated.

"Double wave sword energy?"

"No, it's double sword energy!"

Fang Longxiang's mind quickly recalled Feng Buping's famous move.

In the past.

He killed the master of the weapon list with this move.

And then he became truly famous.

Fortunately, Fang Longxiang had profound skills and forcibly dispelled the invading second-level sword energy.

But it was just this moment of delay.

Feng Buping swung his extremely powerful sword.

Subtle ripples appeared in the space at this moment.

Yin and Yang seemed to be split at this moment.

Fang Longxiang slapped the sword light without thinking.

The extremely condensed palm force was shattered by the sword light.

The river and the sea condensed light.

The true energy returned.

The sword opened the gate of heaven.

This was an extremely sharp sword.

It was also a sword that pierced through everything.

Fang Longxiang was blessed with a heart, and the Immortal Killing Finger condensed into an extreme sharpness, like a sword light.

The sword failed to open the gate of heaven.

It was hit back by the Immortal Killing Finger.

But Feng Buping's eyes were still calm.

The river and the sea condensed.

The true energy returned.

The divine sword, no, it was the divine sword slash!

At the moment of drawing the sword, several acupoints of Feng Buping burst into blood arrows because they could not bear the extreme explosion.

But it was also at this opportunity that Feng Buping's true energy merged with the Buping sword in his hand, reaching the subtle state of unity between man and sword.

The piercing sword sound and the avalanche-like sword intent swept over with the power to cut through the sky and the earth.

This was magnificent.

It was also fatal.

It was also the peak of Feng Buping's swordsmanship in his life.

"Nonsense!"

Feng Qingyang shouted.

But it was too late.

Fang Longxiang spurted blood and flew backwards under this incredible sword aura.

The person had not yet landed.

A black shadow suddenly swept out.

Feng Qingyang and Sun Baifa were shocked.

There was someone in this world who could hide the secret from both of them at the same time.

Even Yue Buqun pointed his finger in slight astonishment. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

This man was as cold as jade. The moment he caught Fang Longxiang, he dissolved the raging sword intent in his body.

At the same time, the straight nose pierced a sword in the slight wrinkle.

Vigorous vitality.

Swordsmanship like spring breeze.

Just like that, it pierced the silver stream of light shot by Yue Buqun.

"I'm sorry."

The mysterious swordsman apologized and floated away with Fang Longxiang.

"No need to chase."

Yue Buqun stopped Feng Qingyang and Sun Baifa's actions.

"Who is he?"

With a weak look on his face, Feng Buping collapsed and sat down.

But he still asked stubbornly.

A terrifying existence that could hide from Feng Qingyang and Sun Baifa.

Even Yue Buqun didn't notice it.

That is definitely a hidden danger of Huashan. []

"The Sword of Immortality."

"Bai Yujing."

Yue Buqun directly read out the other party's name.

But he still explained: "Uncle, you said before that you would let Fang Longxiang go if he didn't die. Now he is indeed not dead, and the eldest brother has lost the strength to fight again, IThere is no reason for them to kill him. "

"My fault."

Feng Qingyang was stunned.

He didn't expect that Yue Buqun didn't pursue him because of the promise he made.

He couldn't help but regret it.

". Strange."

"Although Bai Yujing and Fang Longxiang are brothers, they have also had conflicts."

Sun Baifa asked, "But why did he take the risk?"

You should know that Bai Yujing has been hiding in the world for more than 30 years.

But he is a monster of the same generation as Bai Xiaolou.

"Bai Yujing is a natural playboy."

"Even more playboy than Shen Lang."

Yue Buqun explained, "And he has an open-minded personality and doesn't care about trivial matters. Since he regards Fang Longxiang as a brother, he naturally won't care about that little conflict. ”

He recalled the image of being as noble as snow just now.

But when he thought of the contradictory combination of his old shoes, old scabbard and new white clothes.

He couldn't help laughing in his heart.

"He has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his movements are as agile as a teenager."

Feng Qingyang asked: "It is rumored that the Changsheng Sword hides the secret of longevity. He won't have seen the clues, right?"

Sun Baifa's heart was moved.

He and Feng Qingyang are both old.

Although not afraid of death.

But it is a good thing to live longer.

What's more, this is longevity.

Even the emperor can't resist the temptation.

"Two uncles."

"Longevity is an illusory thing, you (Li Nuohao) should stop thinking about it. ”

Yue Buqun suggested: “Shen Lang, Bai Yujing, Bai Xiaolou, these three old monsters have appeared one after another. Does it mean that a new crisis is brewing in the martial arts world?”

Feng Qingyang and Sun Baifa both paused.

Feng Buping’s expression became even more unnatural.

As for Cheng Buyou and Nian Mingyue, because of the huge gap in their martial arts levels, their feelings were not very deep.

“Let’s go back and study.”

“It’s not convenient here.”

Yue Buqun glanced at Nian Mingyue.

Nian Mingyue was so scared that her face turned pale.

Cheng Buyou patted his little wife’s palm twice to comfort her.

“Let’s go.”

Feng Qingyang looked at Cheng Buyou and said, “Buyou, send your wife to rest. ”

This is just a polite way of saying it.

The actual meaning is to wait for them to discuss and then make the final decision.

“Yes.”

Cheng Buyou dare not disobey the village.

After all, the mistake that Nian Mingyue made this time was a principled one.

Even if she has always been sticking to the bottom line and principles, she is wrong..