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

"One person has the final say?"

"We at Huashan have never thought about it."

Feng Qingyang shook his head.

"It's too tiring to dominate the world."

"Only ambitious people like you will waste your time all day long."

Sun Baifa also started to slander.

He found that Huashan had a very good mentality.

Basically, I just guard this little piece of land and live my own good life.

As long as no one offends me, I will not offend anyone.

"Bullshit?"

Bai Yujing paused.

I don't know what he thought of, and his smile gradually became miserable.

"Goodbye!"

Feng Qingyang's magic sword swept through the air and pierced through his heart.

Bai Yujing didn't expect Feng Qingyang to be more straightforward than Yue Buqun.

He killed someone before he finished speaking.

But facts are facts.

He could only go to see his brother with confusion, reluctance, and regret.

"The Qinglong Society is going to be in chaos again."

Sun Baifa sighed.

He squatted down in a very unpresentable manner, took out the dry tobacco, rubbed it with a high number of true qi, and the tobacco slowly lit up.

A faint fragrance spread.

"In the past, the Qinglong Society was praised to the sky and the earth, and it was the only one that was respected."

"26 But the battle decades ago made everyone know that the Qinglong Society was very strong, but not as strong as it seemed."

Feng Qingyang heard the rise of Bai Yujing.

You have to know that when he saved the Qinglong Society, he was not as powerful as Jing Wuming now.

It was about the same as Ah Fei and Linghu Chong now.

So.

The myth was shattered at that moment.

"With the background of the Qinglong Society."

"One or two more times will be enough."

Feng Qingyang murmured: "For relatively loose organizations like gangs, the most taboo is to be leaderless."

Sun Baifa nodded.

Continued to smoke his pipe.

Looked bored.

Feng Qingyang also shut up and stopped talking.

Huashan became quiet.

But the rivers and lakes.

Especially in Dongting Lake, the center of right and wrong, the storm has just begun.

Heavy rain poured down.

Dongting Lake was surging.

The wind was raging.

Even the big ships began to shake.

And those small boats also showed signs of capsizing one after another.

"Here we come!"

"The royal ship!"

"So big and magnificent, worthy of the title of Iron-hearted Divine Marquis."

Accompanied by a large ship, it emerged from the storm.

Bright lights opened up in the semi-darkness.

Many people with good eyesight and high cultivation recognized the origin of this ship at once.

The royal ship stood out from the crowd.

Quickly sailed to the island where the Dragon King Temple was located.

Swoosh!

Under the attention of the crowd.

Standing at the bow, Iron-hearted Divine Marquis Zhu Wusi, standing with his hands behind his back, was like an arrow piercing the clouds.

It tore through the heavy rain and spanned a distance of nearly a hundred feet.

It landed steadily on the Dragon King Temple Island.

It swept around.

No words were spoken.

Zhu Wushi just walked in.

Then he respectfully offered three incense sticks to the Dragon King.

"The ship from Huashan is here."

"It's such a small ship, but... a grandmaster is the one who's doing the boat, what a treat..."

Zuo Lengchan's eyes shrank as he watched.

His current realm can be regarded as touching the threshold of a grandmaster.

Naturally he knew what a grandmaster was like.

Feng Buping, who was rowing, had a natural protective aura around him, making it difficult for the heavy rain to invade, and his clothes were still dry.

The most awe-inspiring thing was that it was clearly just a small boat.

But the waves that could overturn even a sand boat hit it, and it became a booster.

Very amazing.

The use of this power alone is incredible.

No one dared to deny Feng Buping's power level.

But...

"What if he is a grandmaster?"

"Doesn't that mean Feng Qingyang and Sun Baifa will hold back at Huashan?"

Zuo Lengchan instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

He had received hints from the East Factory before.

He was indeed tempted by Huashan.

But he thought that the monk could escape but the temple could not.

So he stopped.

Unexpectedly, it saved his life.

No obstacles.

No one dared to obstruct.

Even the warships of a large gang had to give way to Ye Bianzhou.

Yue Buqun slowly went ashore.

His posture was very leisurely.

It was impossible to tell that he was here for a life-and-death duel.

"You are finally here."

Zhu Wushi walked out of the Dragon King Temple. (To read the exciting novels, go to Flylu Novel Network!)

His attitude was also very calm.

He did not even have any desire to win or lose.

"No wonder."

Yue Buqun was a little surprised.

Because Zhu Wushi's breath was naturally deep and refined at this time, his skills were unparalleled.

This is part of the mystery of Hunyuan Gong reaching the eighth level.

It is also a realm that Zhu Wushi could not reach before.

"The world is colorful."

"My true energy is all-encompassing, which is more in line with the mystery of the world."

Zhu Wushi said proudly.

Although his current skills are several points weaker than before.

But the realm and quality are higher.

It is almost equal to three Feng Bupings who have cultivated Hunyuan Gong to the eighth level.

Even if there is only one, it is very difficult.

Let alone three. []

"You have also walked out of your own path."

Yue Buqun sighed.

Zhu Wushi's rebelliousness is beyond doubt.

In the original plot, he plotted to kill his brother Gu Santong.

Although he was betrayed and surrounded by his adopted sons and daughters one after another.

But heAlways maintain the honor of being the best in the world.

If even the person he loved the most had not given him a fatal blow, it would be very clear who would win.

"Old rules."

"How many breaths do you think? Or how many moves?"

Zhu Wushi looked at Yue Buqun with a smile.

As if he was sure of victory.

"Does it make sense now?"

Yue Buqun threw his hand.

Longquan Sword and its scabbard pierced directly into the hard reef like piercing tofu.

"Come on 550!"

Zhu Wushi saw this and his face was slightly angry.

He had reached a realm that he had never reached.

But Yue Buqun still looked down on him.

Still didn't draw his sword.

Bang!

A simple step made the Dragon King Temple Island tremble.

Zhu Wushi's body disappeared.

When everyone saw clearly.

He had killed Yue Buqun half a foot away.

The palm fell.

The power was unparalleled.

The emperor's appearance appeared.

As if he was going to smash the Dragon King Temple Island.

Yue Buqun flattened his palm and left.

Zhu Wushi was ejected as if he had been electrocuted.

But the rising body dropped six or seven unexpected finger lights.

Dora Leaf Finger.

Polo Flower Bloomed.

This exquisite use of true energy.

It was definitely not what Zhu Wushi could show before.

So far.

Countless people thought that Yue Buqun might fail.

However, Yue Buqun's palm method was still simple.

Still flat palm.

Still a gesture of rejection.

But it was this wall of Qi condensed in the palm that perfectly absorbed the Duo Luo Ye Finger.

Zhu Wusi reversed in mid-air, exploded from top to bottom.

The power of this punch was too terrible.

It was so terrible that even the air was repelled.

The ground could not bear it and began to collapse.

However.

Yue Buqun still used the same palm method.

The same flat palm.

As if such a palm method could restrain all kinds of martial arts in the world. .