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

Huashan.

In the martial arts arena.

Cheng Buyu's heavy sword kept whistling.

But A Fei fought and retreated calmly.

Even though he was entangled by Cheng Buyu's sudden change of swordsmanship, he had to face it head-on.

But A Fei was still able to break it with his exquisite sword moves.

"That's not right."

"Master Cheng's swordsmanship is extremely heavy, and each sword is like those old monsters with a hundred years of cultivation."

Sun Xiaohong murmured: "A Fei's skill is so much worse, why can he take it?"

If A Fei's move was a force-relieving type of move, it would be fine.

But A Fei didn't lose the upper hand in the head-on collision from time to time.

That would be very strange.

"If Uncle Cheng is Zhu Wushi, then A Fei is the head of the sect."

Linghu Chong explained: "Don't look at Zhu Wushi's profound skills, but he is just a bunch of broken wood and rotten wood. It looks big and powerful, but in fact, its power is just that."

"Zhu Wushi's internal force is a pile of rotten wood."

"What about the head of the sect?"

Bai Mengmeng asked.

"Iron ingot!"

"Fine steel!"

Gui Hai Yidao and Linghu Chong responded at the same time.

"I roughly understand."

Sun Xiaohong nodded.

The same weight of rotten wood and fine iron brings different levels of destructive power.

Perhaps to confirm their words.

Cheng Buyou's heavy sword was forcibly knocked away by A Fei's weird sword moves.

Then A Fei's hand trembled slightly.

Finally, he jumped back.

"Awesome."

Cheng Buyou sighed.

A strand of hair fell from his eyes and was held in his hand.

"Is that the Xiyi Sword Technique?"

Feng Buping sighed, "It's really weirdly fast."

Cheng Buyou wondered what Ah Fei was thinking just now.

Cheng Buyou's head had left his body now.

"It's even faster than the Exorcist Sword Technique."

Linghu Chong's eyes narrowed.

He also practiced the Xiyi Sword Technique.

But he didn't go any further after reaching the fourth stage.

Because the orthodox Xiyi Sword Technique of Huashan is only a relatively advanced sword technique, and it is not very outstanding in all aspects.

I didn't expect that the Xiyi Sword Technique would only begin to transform at the sixth stage.

Especially in terms of speed.

It's simply a transformation.

So far.

Everyone also understood that Ah Fei not only surpassed his contemporaries.

He even surpassed most of his elders.

"Good fellow."

Cong Buqi praised: "No wonder you can kill Master Lingjue."

"Master Lingjue is a master of Fangzheng's generation."

"If he didn't use weapons, he would definitely be in the top fifteen of the current weapon list."

Cheng Buyou also agreed.

He was not trying to save face for himself.

But Ah Fei was really amazing.

MingMing didn't use his full strength, but he was able to break his swordsmanship.

He even has the qualifications to kill him.

With such strength.

No one will have any objections to him taking over as the head of Huashan in ten years.

On the hill.

Yue Buqun, Feng Qingyang and Sun Baifa looked down from above.

Witnessing this competition and exchange that represents the transition of the old and the new in Huashan.

"With Ah Fei's strength."

"He is capable of handling many difficult problems."

Feng Qingyang sighed: "When it comes to the battle of blocking the river, maybe he can make Zhu Wusi feel disgusted."

"How disgusting?"

"The gap is too big, it's almost the same as not being equal."

Sun Baifa was puzzled.

A Fei is very outstanding.

But no matter how outstanding he is, the gap between him and Zhu Wusi is still as big as a chasm.

"No, no, no."

"I mean the soul-searching swordsman among the Thirty-Six Heavenly Constellations."

Feng Qingyang said, "I thought the Thirty-Six Heavenly Constellations were just a group of hidden masters from the public, but I didn't expect that they were all from various sects and old guys who were secluded from the world."

Guo Shenbu was from the Six Sects.

The Tianxianxing who died in the battle were also people from the public.

So it gave everyone an illusion.

Until the appearance of Tianjixing who used the soul-searching swordsmanship, Wo Liuyun who disguised himself as Tianshaxing, Lingjue Master who transformed into Tianhuixing, etc.

This made everyone realize Zhu Wushi's cunning and scheming.

"That makes sense."

"If it weren't for Jing Wuming exposing Tianjixing, Ah Fei would have killed Master Lingjue."

"And we killed Wo Liuyun."

"Who in the world knows the terrifying identity of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang?"

Sun Baifa gritted his teeth.

Because he and Master Lingjue are old friends.

More than 30 years ago, they had done a big thing together in the world.

But who would have thought that they would be enemies today.

Not long ago, he died under the sword of his own disciple.

"Let's not talk about that."

Yue Buqun said: "Let's make some plans now. If possible, I will take action in advance to eliminate the variables."

Yue Buqun's tone was very calm.

But the content was extremely cruel.

Because Feng Qingyang and Sun Baifa knew that Yue Buqun would not joke about this.

Once he lets go of the shackles.

It will be a bloody storm. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Silence.

The atmosphere froze.

Everyone tacitly stopped talking.

Qingfeng Villa.

0Ask for flowers0

In the study.

Yue Buqun was writing furiously.

He was writing down the new deduction of the finger-snapping magic.

Huashan has kept a copy.

Qingfeng Villa has to keep a look because Blue Scorpion is practicing.

"Scorpion."

"Thank you for your hard work this time."

Yue Buqun just sat there, saying. []

And there was no one in front of him.

"Hmm."

There was only a nasal sound at the scene.

"What special discovery was there this time?"

Yue Buqun asked.

But he couldn't hold on in the end, and his body suddenly relaxed.

After a short period of coldness.

Blue Scorpion crawled out from under the desk.

"A little bit."

Blue Scorpion wiped his thick lips and asked: "I found the traces of the monks in Mount Wutai, does this count?"

"Qingliang Temple in Mount Wutai?"

Yue Buqun instinctively thought of Abbot Mingkong.

"Yes."

After responding, Blue Scorpion began to rinse his mouth.

"That's fine."

"It's just a Qingliang Temple."

Yue Buqun ignored it.

Mingkong Fangzhang was the strongest person in Qingliang Temple.

He has fallen.

Who else can take over Qingliang Temple?

Of course.

Yue Buqun will not forget that Qingliang Temple was the fastest martial arts sect to surrender to the Qing Dynasty.

Therefore, they have a very high status in "The Deer and the Cauldron".

Even the emperor became a monk in Qingliang Temple.

Even.

In the Qingliang Temple of the Deer and the Cauldron era.

The temple actually has a Sutra Library, and it actually has many inheritances of Shaolin Temple.

The flavor contained in it is very subtle.

"I'm afraid that Shaolin will also be involved."

Blue Scorpion said worriedly.

"Shaolin is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

"I'm not afraid, but I'm afraid that I'm not in Huashan."

Yue Buqun shook his head.

The old Huashan Sword Contest is a microcosm of this.

Although they were dealing with Dongfang Bubai and the Sun Moon Sect.

But that was Huashan’s territory after all.

Blue Scorpion comforted: “Master Uncle and Senior Brother are here.”

“That’s right.”

“I shouldn’t bring up this unpleasant topic.”

Yue Buqun just finished the last stroke and asked: “The secret book has been written, what do you have to say?”

“What do you say?”

Blue Scorpion paused.

Then he laughed dumbly.

The clothes that had just been arranged were untied.

Showing his infinitely beautiful figure to Yue Buqun.

Asking for anything.

Disposing of the second at will. .