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

"The palm technique that can kill you."

Han Yu deliberately disgusted Fang Lingyao.

She knew Fang Lingyao still had the strength to fight.

But she herself had no strength to continue.

She forcibly performed one of the last three moves of the soul-searching hand, and the violent true energy backfired on her meridians.

If she doesn't take good care of herself.

There will be endless troubles.

"Sister Han Yu, don't tease her."

The blue scorpion first flicked a finger.

It was still the finger-flicking magic.

But this time it was a bone-piercing needle.

The big needle pierced Fang Lingyao's back vertebrae fiercely.

Further deprived Fang Lingyao of her ability to move.

"That's right."

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

Han Yu also grasped the trick.

"Goodbye."

"Take the secret of the Qinglong Society out of her mouth and let her have a quick death."

Bai Feifei casually said: "I don't have the heart to discipline a toy like her who has killed her father and wants to destroy our entire family."

"There are enough people vying for favor."

"You two are enough."

Bai Feifei muttered.

Then he forcibly opened Fang Lingyao's mouth and stuffed a pill into it.

Seeing this pill.

Han Yu instinctively took a deep breath.

Blue Scorpion's face also became unnatural.

It was obvious.

They had all experienced the terrible power of this pill.

Just at this moment.

The left and right mothers-in-law came out with two heads respectively.

Seeing these two heads.

"The Qinglong Society is really powerful."

Bai Feifei shook his head.

Blue Scorpion sighed: "One Wudang, one Beggar Gang, both of them are not ordinary."

"Deal with them all."

"Don't disgust me here."

Bai Feifei waved his hands.

The left and right mother-in-law didn't say a word, and just went back to deal with the Qinglong Society killers.

"We have so many difficult enemies here, not to mention Huashan."

"Hey, I'll go to Huashan to take a look, you guys continue to look after your hometown."

Bai Feifei looked at Huashan.

The next moment.

The man flew into the bamboo forest like a ghost.

And on Huashan, which everyone was most worried about.

There was indeed a battle.

But the killing was still going on.

In front of Ju'an Tower.

Lin Shiyin held a sword.

The sword was covered in blood.

There were seven or eight bodies lying in front of Ju'an.

At this moment, Lin Shiyin was guarding the front door like a female killer.

Even the masters who were famous in the martial arts world could not cross the line.

Bang!

A body was thrown out of the window.

Then Ding Baiyun jumped out.

"This guy used the body skills of the Twelve Linked Docks."

"But the sword skills areWudang swordsmanship. ”

Ding Baiyun looked relaxed.

After marrying Feng Buping, she has been spoiled.

But because there are too many geniuses suppressing her, she doesn’t even have the space to be arrogant.

The only thing she has is a more free and comfortable training environment.

In just these few years.

With the occasional high-end guidance, her swordsmanship has gradually made a transformation-level progress.

With the support of many resources, her cultivation has also risen.

To this day.

She may not be as good as Ding Chengfeng, but she is not much different.

At least dealing with a Qinglonghui killer whose identity is not even known is not a problem at all.

“After all, it’s the Qinglonghui. ”

Ning Zhongze also came.

She was even more sturdy.

She was holding a person in her hand.

Seeing this person, Ding Baiyun's eyes twitched.

Lin Shiyin also closed her eyes.

This person was none other than Lu Lianrong, the golden-eyed eagle of the Hengshan School.

It was just that Lu Lianrong was deader than dead at this time, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Clang!

The extremely harsh sound of gold colliding.

The sound came from Youyoubuweixuan.

"You stay here to watch the child."

"I'll be back soon. ”

Ning Zhongze rushed forward without thinking.

Lin Shiyin wanted to speak, but swallowed it back.

Among all the women in Huashan, Ning Zhongze has the highest martial arts, but is the most low-key.

Except for Yue Buqun and Feng Qingyang, no one knows what level Ning Zhongze's current Zixia Magic and Dugu Nine Swords have reached.

But everyone knows it very well.

Ning Zhongze is definitely better than Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi.

The view in front of him suddenly widened.

What caught my eye was Buildings such as Youyoubuweixuan and Jianqi Chongxiaotang.

The martial arts arena that can accommodate hundreds of disciples was now covered with blood.

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All the dead were members of the Qinglong Society.

More than 30 corpses.

None of them were from Huashan.

The only member of the Qinglong Society who could stand was an old man wearing a Yama mask.

But his Yama mask was white.

"Okay, okay!"

Bai Yanluo covered his chest.

There was a bloody wound on the side of his chest.

If this bloody wound was half a thumb, then even the Daluo Immortal could not save him.

"Jueqing Manor Master Badao."

"Sword Crazy Hu Bugui."

"Wuyou Sword is completed without worry, and Jinshe Sword is not abandoned. ”

“And the big and small evil-repelling swords of the Fuwei Escort Agency.”

Bai Yanluo said sadly: “So many top masters in the martial arts world are here just to entertain me. I have to say that I really underestimated you Huashan.”

“Should I call you the new four dragon heads of the Qinglong Society?”

“Or should I call you DragonIs Senior Juanfeng more suitable?"

Lin Zhongxiong clasped his fists.

Just now, they had already taken turns to greet the people of Qinglong Society.

It was as if they knew how terrible this old monster was.

"So you know my identity."

Bai Yanluo took off his mask, revealing an old face full of vicissitudes.

Lan Juanfeng asked: "I haven't been in the martial arts world for more than 20 years. Why can you recognize me at a glance? ”

Tornado.

A desert bandit from the same period as The Swordsman.

How strong are these people?

Even Jin Wuwang, the [Empress of Wealth] under the command of the Happy King Chai Yuguan, whose martial arts and status were comparable to Wang Lianhua, could only serve as a dog-headed military advisor.

It is said that their actions are like a tornado in the desert.

Whether it is a major martial arts sect.[]

Or a small grassland tribe.

When you meet them, it is like meeting a tornado, and you will be eaten up.

And the founder who controls this group of people has never had a name.

Everyone calls him Tornado.

Or Lord Long.

“There is nothing I can do.”

“The old senior’s martial arts are too unique. ”

Lin Zhongxiong replied: "The true energy is like the heat flow of the desert, dry and violent; the swordsmanship is even more like a tornado, if you don't move, it's fine, but if you move, it's a fight to the death."

"Okay."

"I am still too naive."

Tornado said miserably.

If he faced any master, he would be sure to win.

But with so many people in front of him, he didn't even have half a chance.

"But you don't have a chance."

Tornado sneered: "This time the gang leader will take action himself. With your strength, it is impossible to resist the martial arts grandmaster."

"You are still too naive."

Cheng Buyou sneered again and again.

"Who said there are no grandmasters in Huashan?"

Cong Buqi's smile was even more sarcastic.

"Impossible! ”

“Feng Qingyang and Sun Baifa have already gone down the mountain. You only have one Feng Buping in Huashan who can compete with the Grandmaster. But he is just a grasshopper after autumn, and he won’t be able to jump for a few days.”

Tornado is old.

He doesn’t have much hope for his life.

But if he can drag the huge Huashan down with him, it will be an extremely pleasant thing.

“Who said that the uncles went down the mountain?”

“Who said that we only have three Grandmasters in Huashan?” .