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

The more Yue Buqun's aura accumulated, the more terrifying it became.

This is a power that cannot be described in words.

This is the invisible pressure that enveloped the void of Tianlong and suppressed the entire long street.

"Go!"

"Kill!"

Zhu Wushi knew that he had no time to hesitate.

Bai Yujing and Wang Lianhua's movements became more and more urgent.

Yue Buqun's aura was completely beyond their understanding, and they dared not wait any longer.

The sword of immortality arose.

Heaven and earth communicated.

All things were born.

Wang Lianhua turned into a poet.

The poet holding the Qinglian sword.

His sword was seven parts intoxicated and three parts detached, and it came from the distant past.

Such a sword.

Such martial arts.

He is worthy of the name of a grandmaster.

However, Yue Buqun slashed out with an extremely cold sword.

This is the ultimate of yin and yang.

It is also the power of the birth of Hunyuan.

Yin and yang intertwine, and chaos begins.

Bai Yujing retreated with astonishment.

Wang Lianhua's face was full of disbelief, and her body flew backwards.

Boom!

He directly crashed through the wall of the Heavenly Prison.

The whole person smashed into it.

Ten fingers rotated.

The finger force bloomed like a bodhi flower.

But the most dangerous thing is the finger hidden behind all this.

Pure.

Powerful.

Even Yue Buqun's previous One Yang Finger.

Even the Vajra Invincible Divine Art could not resist this finger.

This can be said to be Zhu Wushi's peak finger.

447 may also be the strongest finger technique that Yue Buqun has encountered since his debut.

But Yue Buqun didn't even look at it.

He swung out a sword.

This sword seemed to have traveled through time and space.

It made Zhu Wushi feel like he was encountering a long river of time.

Obviously, he was only three feet away from Yue Buqun.

Obviously, Yue Buqun's sword was much slower than his own, and he had no time to hurt him.

But the result was that his movements became slower and slower.

And Yue Buqun's sword became faster and faster.

Until he could cut off his fingers.

Under the opportunity of interaction.

Zhu Wushi hesitated for half a blink of an eye.

It was this half a blink of an eye.

Yue Buqun's Longquan Sword passed in front of his fingers.

Took away all the power of the Duoluo Leaf Finger.

The fist wind whistled.

The Qi rolled in like the surging Yellow River.

This was an irresistible force.

It was the torrent of Heaven.

It ruthlessly devoured Yue Buqun's side and back, which were out of his sight.

At the same time.

Zhu Wusi's hands became claws.

The power-absorbing technique was performed to the extreme.

He used the power of the power-absorbing technique to hold Yue Buqun back.

Give Master Xinmei the last and most fatal chance.

The Longquan Sword could not move.

The body was alsoIt is difficult to dodge.

But Yue Buqun just pointed.

The torrent that swept, diffused, and filled was strangely calmed down.

Master Xinmei is not a real grandmaster after all.

He just practiced the angry-eyed Mingwang phase.

But his internal strength is still at the peak of the sixth level, even Cao Zhengchun and Xinjie are not as good as him.

Otherwise.

The power of his punch can at least double.

Yue Buqun can't suppress it with a simple Tianxiaxi Shenzhi.

However.

Zhu Wusi worked harder.

Because Bai Yujing was hidden in the darkness, wandering on the edge of life and death.

This is the opposite of life.

It is a satire on immortality.

Yue Buqun didn't know how Bai Yujing could use such a completely opposite sword move.

But he didn't have time to hesitate.

Because the sneak attack from behind is more deadly.

Fang Longxiang.

Fang Longxiang's body suddenly appeared.

A rainstorm of flying needles came all over the sky.

This is the first hidden weapon of the Tang Sect:

Rainstorm of pear blossom needles.

And he used two at once.

Yue Buqun's eyes did not show the slightest ripple.

A circle within a stone's throw!

This is Dongfang Bubai's move.

After he realized it, he passed on the ultimate swordsmanship to Gui Hai Yidao.

Collapsed space.

Man-made black hole.

Directly swallowed everything in front of him.

What rainstorm, what pear blossom needle, what death sword energy. (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Everything is a joke.

All objects within a ten-foot radius were drawn and swallowed up like water encountering a whirlpool.

But after swallowing everything, there was an explosion of power.

The boiling after being suppressed to the extreme.

The sword opened the gate of heaven!

The heaven and earth revealed a strange paleness.

A mysterious crack appeared in the world.

The light passed through Fang Longxiang.

The afterglow finally sank into the mighty and angry Mingwang.

This caused Master Xinmei's body to tremble suddenly.

"Brother Fang."

Bai Yujing hugged Fang Longxiang, who only had the upper body left.

"Brother."

"I have paid you back for what I owe you."

Fang Longxiang smiled miserably. []

Finally...

In the intense pain, he died with his eyes glaring.

"Amitabha."

"We in Shaolin no longer owe you anything. Goodbye..."

Master Xinmei turned and hurried away.

As if afraid that he would be too late.

"Master, have a safe journey!"

Yue Buqun watched Xinmei leave.

Xinmei was doomed.

That sword no longer cut off the heart meridian.

But the vitality in the origin.

In addition, Xinmei was already old and weak.

It was even more impossible for her to be like Shen Lang.Fight hard.

"Continue?"

Yue Buqun looked at Zhu Wusi who was at a loss.

And Bai Yujing who was full of resentment.

"Enough."

Shen Lang helped Wang Lianhua out.

"Oh?"

"Are you willing to come out?"

Yue Buqun felt relieved.

Seeing Shen Lang.

Then the matter can be over.

Chaos is broken, Jianghai condenses light, Tianxia Xishen Finger, Left and Right Fight, Fangyuan within a short distance, Sword opens the gate of heaven...

This time, many trump cards and killer moves were used.

It's time to make a conclusion.

Shen Lang actually asked: "You said that if I give up my martial arts and swear never to return to Shenzhou, you can let us go?"

"Uh..."

Yue Buqun was speechless.

He seemed to have said something like this before.

"Okay!"

"I'll help you!"

Shen Lang stood there and began to disperse his energy.

A blood-colored aura was steaming from his body.

His originally black hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No!"

Wang Lianhua wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

"Ah..."

Zhu Wushi looked at Shen Lang, and then stared at Yue Buqun.

He had never suffered such humiliation since he was born.

Today's account.

He must pay it back tenfold.

"What a pity."

Bai Yujing looked at Shen Lang with sympathy and heartache in his eyes.

But more of it was sympathy.

Because he was a big playboy, and Shen Lang was a little playboy.

To some extent, the two of them were a bit like-minded.

"Take care."

Yue Buqun turned and left.

No regrets.

Because this is what a man should do.

Bai Yujing said nothing.

He wrapped the two halves of Fang Longxiang's body with his cloak.

He had promised Fang Longxiang.

If Fang Longxiang died.

Bury Fang Longxiang in his hometown.

Fang Longxiang not only wanted to return to his hometown, but also wanted a grand funeral.

Bai Yujing would definitely fulfill his promise.

Fang Longxiang's betrayal in the past had already vanished in the moment when he risked a sneak attack just now.

"Five Grandmasters before and after."

"In the end, one died, two were disabled, and there was a quasi-grandmaster with a top-level hidden weapon."

Zhu Wusi looked up to the sky.

Yue Buqun's military power has reached the point where he can defy all conspiracies and intrigues.

It has even reached the point where he can influence the change of dynasties.

Such a person.

Either make friends with him or eliminate him.

But can he still make friends with Huashan and Yue Buqun now?

Of course not! .