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

Two days later.

Beside the Wuhou Temple on the Shu Road.

The bonfire crackled.

And when the fat of the rabbit dripped on it, it would cause more sparks.

A Fei slowly added spices and turned it over.

The tempting aroma of meat made Ren Yingying roll her eyes.

"Use so many spices."

"Do you people in Huashan have to eat so exquisitely?"

Ren Yingying's words were a bit sarcastic.

But her eyes were very honest.

A Fei looked at Ren Yingying's face.

Finally, his eyes fell on the torn area on the side of the clothes.

Looking at the whiteness.

Appreciating the slightly curved curve.

No answer.

Ren Yingying was frightened by the look and dared not speak again.

"Do you know?"

A Fei said coldly: "With your appearance, if you were an ordinary person in the martial arts world, you would have a miserable end now."

This is not a threat.

It is a practical statement.

Ren Yingying's appearance is not the best, but she is also a rare beauty.

In addition, her personality, figure and identity make it easy for people to have the desire to conquer her.

If she falls into the hands of a slightly more lustful person in the martial arts world, she will have to taste the horrible life of a low-level prostitute on the street.

"Don't talk about ordinary people."

Ren Yingying counterattacked: "As long as they are a little weaker than you, do you think they are qualified to take my martial arts moves?"

"That's true."

"At least your two-handed Shenmen Thirteen Swords are outrageous."

A Fei suddenly realized.

It turns out that what Wudang lost back then was not only the Tai Chi Boxing Sutra and the Zhenwu Sword.

This Shenmen Thirteen Swords is not an ordinary martial art.

Even in Wudang, only direct disciples are qualified to practice it.

But within the Sun Moon Demon Sect, it has become so common that it can be integrated with the Wind and Thunder Swordsmanship.

"It is the Wind and Thunder Thirteen Swords."

Ren Yingying explained.

She has learned martial arts since she was a child.

The sword is the main one.

The speed, ruthlessness and agility of the Wind and Thunder Thirteen Swords are very much to her taste.

It is also the martial art she has practiced most.

She naturally has to justify it.

"It doesn't matter."

A Fei slowly looked in the direction of the mountain road.

One man and one horse slowly came.

And who else could the child hanging on the horse's butt area be but Yan Nanfei?

"Xiang Wentian?"

A Fei was stunned and asked, "Are all the Sun Moon Demon Cult members so efficient?"

It's only been two days.

The leader of the Sun Moon Demon Cult has come to visit.

This is really surprising.

"Release them."

Xiang Wentian didn't answer, but shouted.

But his voice was a little hoarse.

There was a hint of fatigue.

"I see."

A Fei smiled.

Showing a knowing smile of seeing through the secret.

"Don't make me say it a second time."

Xiang Wentian warned.

"This sentence has more words than the previous one."

A Fei was relieved.

At the same time, his smile became brighter.

"You are looking for death."

Xiang Wentian's eyes began to turn red.

Murderous intent began to rise.

Black air began to dissipate.

Result.

There was an urgent sound of gold colliding on the side.

But the sound came quickly.

It also went away quickly.

Then a figure came out with a head.

"Linghu Chong!"

Ren Yingying's face changed immediately.

Xiang Wentian also looked unnatural.

Because the head Linghu Chong was holding was the Right Envoy of the Sun and Moon Demon Sect.

He is another version of Qu Yang.

He is proficient in ninjutsu.

And various hidden weapons.

This is an important bargaining chip that Xiang Wentian used to calculate Ah Fei.

Unexpectedly, Ah Fei took the initiative.

"What kind of brains do you have?"

Linghu Chong sneered: "Do you really think that we in Huashan are all stupid and stubborn? Our own people are fighting with the third in the Weapon List, and we in Huashan will remain indifferent?"

Throw.

Linghu Chong threw the head aside.

The head of the Right Envoy of Light rolled on the ground like a gourd, and went directly to the campfire.

Then Linghu Chong shouted to Ah Fei: "Ah Fei, you owe me a drink."

"I met a relatively new and good wine in Jiangnan."

"I brought two pots for you."

Ah Fei made a gesture of reassurance.

He is smarter than before.

Years of traveling in the martial arts world.

He realized that some friendships can be built through quarrels and fights.

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"It's worth it that I followed you secretly for three days."

Linghu Chong was relieved.

Draw the sword.

Face Wentian directly.

Xiang Wentian held Yan Nanfei's little head without expression.

No words.

His movements and eyes can tell everything.

"Uncle Xiang, don't..."

Ren Yingying wanted to give a hint.

But Ah Fei pointed it over without hesitation.

Ren Yingying was speechless for a moment.

Hmph!

Xiang Wentian immediately increased the strength of his fingers.

"Ahhhh..."

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Yan Nanfei immediately let out a shrill scream.

The pain was too terrible.

He kicked his feet wildly in pain.

But it was useless.

"You're looking for death!"

A Fei was too lazy to talk nonsense.

But Linghu Chong was more direct.

The Laughing Sword turned into a violent storm and ruthlessly swallowed it.

Xiang Wentian looked atWithout even looking, he released his palm power.

The powerful and domineering Qi was like a wall, directly pushing away the sword Qi attacks.

The black stream of light slashed down.

It tore the Qi wall in front of him like cutting tofu.

Ding.

But the black sword light did not extend to the end.

It was broken by a flick of the finger.

"Finger flick magic?"

A Fei was surprised.

He had also heard that Xiang Wentian had mastered this skill.

But he thought Xiang Wentian was not as good as the Blue Scorpion who had practiced hard for many years.

But he did not expect Xiang Wentian's talent to be so outstanding that he could do whatever he wanted.

The most outrageous thing was.

What he flicked just now was not a real object.

It was a Qi bead condensed by true Qi.

"A Fei."

"There is something wrong with this guy's power."

Linghu Chong warned.

Except Yue Buqun, he had never met anyone with such strong power.

Even his two uncles combined did not have such exaggerated power.

"How can there be no problem?"

A Fei smiled bitterly.

He looked at Yan Nanfei who had sneaked behind him.

He felt relieved.

"The battle in the past."

"Our Holy Church won a great victory and captured nearly a hundred so-called martial arts masters alive."

Ren Yingying smiled proudly: "These people have become Uncle Xiang's food in the past few years."

This is the face of the Sun Moon Demon Sect.

It is also the Optimus Prime that Xiang Wentian can use to protect the last dignity of the Sun Moon Demon Sect under the revenge and strangulation of major sects.

"Yingying, you go first."

"Uncle will come later."

Xiang Wentian didn't want to cause trouble.

Who knows if there are any other masters coming from Huashan.

After all, Huashan has four martial arts masters.

"But..."

Ren Yingying was still a little hesitant.

"Don't worry."

"They are just two juniors, they can't do anything to me."

Xiang Wentian was very confident.

The lifelong cultivation of hundreds of righteous masters.

Remove the dross and keep the essence.

Continuously refine.

Let him have incredible skills.

Even compared with Ren Woxing in the battle of blocking the river, he is not much inferior. .