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

"From Miaojiang to the capital, you have to pass through a densely populated and prosperous area."

"If you don't leave early, you won't show up late, and it's at such a delicate moment."

Feng Qingyang is also an old fox.

After being reminded by Yue Buqun, he calmed down.

Sun Baifa fell into deep thought.

The elders didn't say anything.

Others didn't say anything either.

As for Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi.

At this moment, their minds were full of the idea of ​​a new marriage.

Where did they have time to care about the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva.

"So let's restrain ourselves a little."

"If there is solid information, I don't mind taking action myself and killing her with one blow."

Yue Buqun was very calm.

He didn't bother to talk nonsense about this.

The degree of harm caused by the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva far exceeded that of Shangguan Jinhong, Cao Zhengchun and others.

Only the Return to the Sea Bailian of the past can be compared to him.

So Yue Buqun either doesn't make a move.

Once he makes a move, he must kill.

"I will strengthen the intelligence collection in this regard."

Sun Baifa made a decisive statement.

Although the Tianji Pavilion was severely damaged.

But after so many years of secret support in Huashan, it has more or less recovered 60% to 70% of its capabilities.

At least it is a second intelligence system independent of the Fuwei Escort Agency.

"Sure enough."

"It's not very stable to rely on the Fuwei Escort Agency alone."

Feng Qingyang shook his head.

But he didn't know that it was rare for other large sects to have a fixed intelligence network.

Huashan has the dual protection of the Fuwei Escort Agency and the Tianji Pavilion.

It is already unique in the world.

At this time,

A fat pigeon flew over.

It landed on Sun Baifa's shoulder without anyone else's choice.

Sun Baifa skillfully untied a waterproof paper from the pigeon's feet.

But Sun Baifa looked at it for a moment and his face became unnatural.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Qingyang asked curiously.

Sun Baifa raised a group of pigeons in a corner of Huashan.

The information of Tianji Pavilion was basically sent in this way.

But most of the time it was just trivial matters and private matters of the Sun family.

So Yue Buqun didn't care much.

"You can see it for yourself."

Sun Baifa handed the information to Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang soon showed the same expression as Sun Baifa.

"Shen Lang was found."

"He is also in the capital."

Sun Baifa's face was ashen.

Because compared to the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva, Shen Lang's temptation is more deadly.

"First Floor?"

Yue Buqun's tone was very calm.

Sun Baifa shook his head.

Feng Qingyang said coldly: "I don't think that Wan Sanqian dares to disobey us Huashan."

But Bai Feifei didn't think so much, and reminded excitedly: "First, the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva, and then Shen Lang, all of them can attract the attention of our Huashan. No, they are tempting my husband."

"Yes."

"Too many coincidences are not coincidences."

Ning Zhongze's expression was also very serious.

She had just obtained astronomical wealth, and now she had no joy at all.

"Brother."

"You don't want to go to the capital, do you?"

Lin Shiyin looked at Yue Buqun worriedly.

This place is full of traps inside and outside.

Yue Buqun should be rational.

However, they still underestimated Yue Buqun's confidence.

"Not going?"

"How is that possible!"

Yue Buqun sneered: "The more they do this, the more interested I am."

Everyone was speechless.

Even sluggish.

Ning Zhongze said anxiously: "Husband, don't be silly."

Bai Feifei also said excitedly: "Shen Lang and the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva's life can't exchange for a finger of your husband, your husband doesn't need to confront them."

Such emotions.

Such words.

It shows that Yue Buqun is irreplaceable in Bai Feifei's heart.

"No, no, no."

"You seem to have forgotten something."

Yue Buqun smiled mysteriously.

This matter has always been his concern.

He never concealed it.

But everyone seemed to choose to ignore it.

"Ah?"

Yue Buqun's three women looked puzzled at the same time.

They looked at each other.

They all wanted to find the answer from each other.

"Do you have any unknown martial arts?"

Feng Qingyang asked, "No, I don't see you practicing it or mentioning it."

Sun Baifa nodded repeatedly, agreeing with him.

Yue Buqun asked directly, "Do you think that what I usually show is my full strength?"

They all paused.

Everyone nodded instinctively.

"It seems that you have a big misunderstanding of the eighth-level peak Zixia magic skill."

Yue Buqun laughed.

Laughed heartily. (To read the exciting novels, go to Flylu Novel Network!)

Perhaps Zixia magic skill is not the top magic skill.

But it is not comparable to cats and dogs.

Among the nine skills of Huashan, Zixia is the first.

This sentence is not blown, but killed.

"Let's do this."

Yue Buqun invited: "Two senior uncles, let's go to the martial arts arena to exchange ideas."

Without waiting for Feng Qingyang and the others to respond, Yue Buqun said bluntly: "If the two senior uncles can hold out for thirty breaths without being defeated under my hands, then I will not go to the capital, how about that?"

"You want to fight two at once?"

"Okay!"

Sun Baifa was a little hesitant.

Feng Qingyang was much more straightforward.

Everyone was instantly excited.

Because they found that Yue Buqun might be serious this time.

It is even possible to see how majestic the eighth-level peak Zixia Divine Art is.

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Martial arts arena.

The sun has dispersed the smoke in the mountains.

But the atmosphere in the martial arts arena is extremely depressing, and can even be described as tense.

"Be careful!"

Sun Baifa swung his stick.

The Tianji stick was destroyed.

But with his current attainments, even using only a bamboo stick would have great power.

"Thirty breaths?"

"Even Shangguan Jinhong and Gu Santong wouldn't dare to boast like that."

Feng Qingyang reminded 167: "Yue boy, you are too arrogant."

"Uncle Feng."

"Have you forgotten that the two of them couldn't hold out for thirty breaths under my hands?"

In fact, Yue Buqun wanted to say ten breaths at first.

But that would be too humiliating.

So he temporarily raised it to thirty breaths.

Unexpectedly, it still hurt the face of the two uncles.

"Come!"

"See it!"

The two uncles exploded with momentum.

At once, a wave of air rose from the ground.

The rolling breath was even more terrifying than the sword energy that Liang Fa, Yu Hongyan, and Sun Xiaohong burst out with all their strength.

Yue Buqun smiled leisurely.

No extra movements.

The violent tide-like air wave seemed to be suppressed by some unknown force.

It disappeared in an instant.

Huh!

The stick swept thousands of troops.

It was as powerful as a landslide.

Sun Baifa used the simplest and most domineering force to hit him head-on.

This stick abandoned all the fancy things.

Only pure power remained.

Pure cultivation.

Everyone suspected that even a giant elephant would be directly head-blown by this stick.

But Yue Buqun actually moved half a step in advance.

Then his fingers flicked away.

The rolling stick force was like an egg hit by a slingshot, instantly falling apart.

Sun Baifa's body flew backwards with a face full of horror.

"Is this the finger-flicking magic?"

Blue Scorpion was stunned.

"Can the finger magic be used like this?"

Bai Mengmeng's face was full of disbelief. .