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

"Old man."

"It's really tricky."

Linghu Chong looked at the headless Ji family ancestor and felt a little pain in his teeth.

He felt the stinging true energy.

Feeling the extremely clear pain on his arm.

He knew that he couldn't fight anyone in the short term.

Even if he was well taken care of.

This hand must not be moved at will in the next two months.

Because he just used a trick.

The first Divine Sword Slash only used 70% of the force.

Then he recovered 30% of it to the limit and infused it all into the second Divine Sword Slash.

And the second Divine Sword Slash was carefully prepared.

The moment of the explosion was 150%.

Add the 30% absorbed by Jiang Hai Ningguang.

The total is 180%.

It far exceeds the load limit of his body.

But being able to kill an old monster like the Ji Family Patriarch.

That is also something that I am extremely proud of.

"Hahaha..."

"This battle will allow me to brag for ten years."

Linghu Chong was very proud.

Although the Ji Family Patriarch can condense the Qi and has extraordinary power.

But his real strength is probably only at the level of Hu Bugui and Lin Zhongxiong.

Even so.

That is also an extremely heaven-defying thing.

After all, Linghu Chong is only in his early 20s.

And he is not a hard-working practitioner like Ah Fei, Gui Hai Yi Dao, and Liang Fa.

For a lazy drunkard to have achieved what he has today is absolutely heaven-defying.

"Take a break."

177"We will continue to set off later."

Linghu Chong adjusted the Qi in his body.

I don't know how.

He instinctively looked in the direction of Huashan and murmured, "We were targeted just after we got off Huashan. It shows how well prepared the enemy is this time. Alas, we can't go back now. I hope everything is fine on the mountain."

Linghu Chong didn't waste any more time.

Start taking medicine.

Try to recover as soon as possible.

Get to the Dragon King Temple as soon as possible.

Qingfeng Villa.

The villa, which was once bustling, is now as quiet as a ghost town.

As a result, no one knew that a group of more than ten people entered the villa.

Faced with this undefended area.

The killers' attitude was very direct.

"Disperse."

"Kill all living things you can see."

A cold voice sounded.

Behind the killers fell a beautiful woman with unparalleled appearance and no disguise.

She was wearing a light green long skirt.

Hair fluttering.

Elegant and refined.

But the words he said were chilling.

The killers didn't waste words.

They dispersed immediately.

They intended to bloodbath Qingfeng Villa from all directions.

However.

These came from various gangs.

There were Beggars' Sect, Wudang, Songshan,The mysterious killers of Kunlun.

After entering Qingfeng Villa, there was no sound.

Not even the sound of breathing.

About twenty breaths.

The green-clothed beauty frowned without hearing any screams, fighting, or receiving any signals.

"Not good!"

"This time it's a trap!"

The green-clothed beauty suddenly realized and wanted to turn back.

But a beautiful woman in white clothes and bare feet appeared behind her.

"Bai Feifei..."

The green-clothed beauty gritted her teeth and shouted the other person's name.

"Such a beautiful woman, but she is so vicious."

"What a pity."

Bai Feifei looked at the other person.

The green-clothed beauty's appearance and figure were not inferior to Han Yu at all.

But somehow, Bai Feifei just couldn't get interested.

It was as if she saw a flower that was extremely beautiful, but the heart of the flower was already rotten and smelly.

"When it comes to viciousness, who can compare to you?"

"Respected Ghost Palace Master."

Green Clothes Peerless calmly retorted.

She was very confident in her martial arts.

At least she felt that she was not inferior to Bai Feifei.

"You are from the Qinglong Society, right?"

Bai Feifei ignored her and asked, "I'm curious, why don't you attack Huashan, but come to mess with my small mountain village instead."

"Hmph!"

"Yue Buqun killed my loved ones, so I have to let him taste the pain of losing their loved ones."

Green Clothes Peerless's tone was still vicious.

She was ready to go.

A thundering blow was about to break out.

"Qinglong Society."

"Blood feud?"

Smart Bai Feifei caught the clue and asked: "Given your martial arts and status, you are not the daughter of Fang Longxiang, right?"

Yue Buqun killed many masters of Qinglong Society.

But their martial arts and status are extremely high. (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

And they are not young.

After counting, there is only Fang Longxiang, the second leader of Qinglong Society.

"It's too late to know."

Fang Longxiang's daughter Fang Lingyao turned into a ghost.

Floating.

Illusions abound.

It could be a sword or a palm.

It could also be a finger.

It rushed and killed in such a terrifying way.

However, Bai Feifei was unmoved.

A bloody giant hand bigger than a millstone suddenly appeared beside the two of them.

It came down on their heads.

The bloody handprint of Tantric Buddhism!

Fang Lingyao could only choose between taking the damage and continuing to attack, or dodging and protecting herself.

Finally. []

Fang Lingyao's body became more and more erratic.

As she floated, she returned to her original position.

Han Yu was in a dominant position and did not show mercy.

He came down with a palm.

Soul searchSoul-stealing.

Vile and insidious.

Fang Lingyao turned her wrist, and the palm force penetrated the bones:

Bone-melting palm.

Han Yu's body trembled slightly, and it was difficult to continue.

Her soul-searching hand had been cultivated to a very high level, but she had not yet mastered the three styles taught by Yue Buqun.

After all, it was half a line short.

Swish!

A shrill sound of breaking through the air came from the other side.

Fang Lingyao seemed to have cultivated a special mental method.

She had a premonition of all sneak attacks.

One finger.

The white finger like an onion pointed over:

God-killing Saint Great Immortal-killing Finger!

Fang Longxiang's unique skill.

Except for the cultivation level, Fang Lingyao was inferior to Fang Longxiang, but in other aspects, she was better than Fang Longxiang.

With such a talent for martial arts, it is no wonder that he can command the assassins of the Qinglong Society.

"What a Qinglong Society genius."

Bai Feifei is ready to make a move.

But Han Yu and Blue Scorpion have already made their moves, so how can she make another move?

This would make them seem too incompetent.

Han Yu attacked closely, performing the soul-searching technique to the extreme.

In a flash, her long sleeves fluttered, and her black hair fluttered.

If we don't look at the life-and-death contest between them, this scene would be extremely beautiful.

Suddenly.

Three shrill sounds of breaking through the air blocked all of Fang Lingyao's evasive space.

This was not aimed at the main body.

If Fang Lingyao didn't move.

These three finger-snapping magic skills couldn't hurt her at all.

Would Blue Scorpion be so stupid?

Of course not!

Han Yu suddenly shouted.

Many erratic and graceful figures overlapped in an instant, and a palm as pale as death came crashing down.

Death energy instantly filled the air.

All things began to wither.

All creatures within a radius of five feet were deprived of their lives at this moment.

Fang Lingyao didn't know what kind of palm technique this was.

But her Great Immortal Killing Finger cruelly pointed at Han Yu's palm.

Both bodies bounced back as if they were electrocuted.

Fang Lingyao gritted her teeth.

But in the end...

She couldn't support herself with her knees and knelt down leisurely.

Because her face was terribly pale.

It seemed as if there was no trace of blood.

"What kind of palm technique is this?"

In Fang Lingyao's memory, there was no such move in the Soul Searching Hand.

Even looking at the entire Qinglong Society, there was no such terrible palm technique. .