Pa pa...

Applause broke out.

Feng Buping stood in front of Wo Liuyun's retreat and applauded.

His demeanor was extremely relaxed.

It seemed as if he did not regard Wo Liuyun as an opponent.

At this time.

Linghu Chong, Sun Xiaohong, Liang Fa, Lu Dayou and others blocked the direction of the martial arts field.

Ning Zhongze, Yu Hongyan and Gui Hai blocked the area of ​​Youyoubuweixuan with a knife.

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi blocked the last retreat tightly.

No one was missing.

There was only a net.

But Wo Liuyun only cared about Feng Buping.

Nothing else mattered to him.

"This body movement, this method..."

"You are indeed a martial arts legend."

Feng Buping asked: "But are you bullying Huashan because there is no one there? Or do you think we are incapable of settling scores with you?"

Wo Liuyun did not answer.

Whatever he says now is wrong.

Saving your life is the premise of everything.

"This guy is too cunning."

Ning Zhongze was thankful: "If Feifei had not understood human nature and knew that people like them would definitely attack from a direction we could not imagine, and had made preparations in advance, the consequences would have been disastrous."

Huashan was on full alert.

I didn't expect that we would be killed in the heart of the place before we could see through it.

The most important thing is that Bai Feifei was not here, but he made the greatest contribution.

This is the real thrill.

"It is indeed the Ghost Palace Master."

"I deserved to lose."

Wo Liuyun finally responded.

But his voice was very soft.

It was even a little erratic.

Like an old man on his deathbed who might die at any time.

"Don't say that we at Huashan bully you."

Feng Buping showed his sword and asked, "If you can pass this level, I will let you go."

"Okay!"

Wo Liuyun agreed happily.

But he didn't expect that this was the second biggest mistake he made in his life.

The first biggest mistake was naturally the theft tonight.

"Take action."

"If I take action, you will have no chance."

Feng Buping was very confident.

Unprecedentedly inflated.

You should know that the person in front of him was Wo Liuyun.

A legend among killers.

Let alone other things, his strange Seven Assassins is a divine sword-slashing level inheritance.

"Arrogant!"

Wo Liuyun's eyes turned cold.

His body became erratic again.

This erraticness was not the kind of chaotic illusion, but a relaxed and carefree posture.

It seemed that he was not here to fight, but to greet and pay respects.

Feng Buping narrowed his eyes, stepped forward and swung his sword, and the Buping Sword instantly burst out with a sharp aura.

At the same time.

Wo Liuyun's palm fell.

Shaking the mountains and shattering the rivers.

Crushing the sky and the earth.

Squeak!

Under impossible circumstances, the Buping Sword suddenlyIt was seven times more fierce.

The sword energy directly cut through the palm energy and passed through Wo Liuyun's hair.

If Wo Liuyun had not changed his pace and body shape at the moment of life and death, it would not be the hair that was cut off, but the head.

Without waiting for Wo Liuyun to react.

The second sword has arrived.

The world is dark at this moment.

All things are dead silent at this moment.

Even the sword light is dimmed.

Puff!

Wo Liuyun had no way to avoid it and sent out both palms.

He did his best to smash the sword energy.

But his body could not withstand the horrible shock, and he spurted blood and flew backwards.

"Grandmaster!"

"This is impossible!"

Wo Liuyun finally woke up.

No wonder Feng Buping was in seclusion during this period.

No wonder Yue Buqun dared to abandon Huashan and happily accepted the appointment.

The root of everything is here.

It's all on Feng Buping.

"I'm not a grandmaster yet."

Although Feng Buping was self-deprecating, his face was full of confidence.

The Buping Sword in his hand also exuded a mysterious luster.

The next moment.

Endless winds whistled away.

In the blink of an eye, Wo Liuyun was swallowed up in it.

Retreat.

Retreat again and again.

Wo Liuyun felt the terrifying backlash of the true qi.

And the pain that was like a needle prick at that moment.

The steps were slightly messy.

Even the eyeballs began to be bloodshot.

The sword light bloomed.

Bright as the bright moon.

There was also the great terror of the heavenly soldiers beheading.

"No..."

The wail of reluctance resounded through Huashan. (To read the novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

But the sword energy that was so sharp that it made people despair still cut through the palm energy and also cut off Wo Liuyun's palm, and the protective true energy was broken in an instant.

The Unfair Sword finally passed through the neck.

"The Seven Killers are good."

"It's a pity that it will be lost from now on."

Feng Buping put away the sword.

Wo Liuyun did not go to see the corpse being separated.

"Big Brother is mighty!"

Everyone congratulated in unison.

Ning Zhongze said thankfully: "He is not a grandmaster yet, and his age is about the same as my husband, but he can already condense the palm energy. With such a cultivation level, if it weren't for Big Brother's help, we really couldn't keep him."

Everyone nodded.

Wo Liuyun's speed was amazing, and his body movements were weird.

Even Lin Zhongxiong is inferior.

Let alone them.

"The most important thing is that he has been famous for many years."

"Compared with him, we are really..."[]

Cheng Buyou couldn't help shaking his head.

But Cong Buqi said calmly: "What's the matter with being famous for many years? What's the matter with being a legend? He is still dead now."

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone's heart was deeply shocked.

Especially Linghu Chong.

He looked atLooking at the corpse of Lyu Liuyun, he thought of many things.

For example, he thought of himself.

He also thought of Li Xunhuan, Hu Bugui and others who had retired from the martial arts world.

"No matter what."

"Congratulations to Master Uncle for becoming a Grandmaster!"

Yu Hongyan, with a pale face, was the first to salute.

Martial arts Grandmaster.

This is a big event that invites heroes to gather in the martial arts world.

It's just that this is Huashan.

So it seems to be commonplace.

"Yes."

"Congratulations to Master for breaking through the realm!"

Linghu Chong suddenly realized and saluted with his fists.

Everyone followed suit.

"Strictly speaking, I'm not a real Grandmaster yet."

But Feng Buping waved his hand and said: 583 "I'm probably about the same as Fang Zheng, Cao Zhengchun and the others now."

He had heard of Yue Buqun's classification.

Knowing that cultivation, martial arts, and willpower all reached the seventh level, it was considered a real Grandmaster.

But the martial arts world is shallow, and anyone who has made a breakthrough in any one of them is considered a Grandmaster.

"Since the martial arts world can recognize them as Grandmasters."

"Then there is no problem for Master Uncle."

Sun Xiaohong's mood became more and more joyful.

Thinking of the Tianji Pavilion in the past.

And the Sun family.

Her deep-seated insecurity was wonderfully cured.

"That's right."

Linghu Chong envied him in his heart.

At the same time, he was full of motivation.

Because Feng Buping had already set the stage for them.

They only need to follow the steps to have a chance to challenge the Grandmaster level.

Not to mention the talented Linghu Chong.

Even Liang Fa, Lu Dayou and Shi Daizi, who are only above average in talent, have a chance.

"Pack up."

"I just hope no fools come to die."

Feng Buping pressed his hand.

"Yes."

Ning Zhongze said expectantly: "I hope my husband and others can come back safely."

"Me too."

"I hope Ah Fei can get out of this unscathed."

Yu Hongyan murmured.

It's a pity.

Good things don't work, but bad things do.

A Fei, who is investigating a certain general, still encounters setbacks due to his inexperience. .

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