The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

Huang He rushed out of the back wall, not even daring to look back, and ran desperately, only regretting that he didn't have two more legs.

Fortunately, he had been entrenched in the mountain stronghold for many years, and he had already familiarized himself with the surrounding terrain. He chose a hidden route to escape to the back mountain.

When Yue Zhuoqun chased him out, his figure had disappeared in the woods, leaving only a shaking leaf.

"Hmph! Let's see where you can escape to."

Yue Zhuoqun used the Golden Goose Skill to soar into the air, stepped on the leaves and chased after him.

An hour later, Huang He was exhausted and panting, and his heart was even more panicked.

He relied on his familiarity with the terrain to get rid of Yue Buqun several times, but every time he thought he had escaped, he would find Yue Buqun appearing not far behind him like a divine eagle.

Those terrains that seemed dangerous and difficult to cross in his eyes, Yue Buqun could always use Qinggong to easily cross them.

How could he know that the Golden Goose Kungfu was originally the unique light Kungfu of the Quanzhen Sect, which was once listed as one of the nine skills of Huashan Mountain, and was best for traveling in mountainous environments.

Ma Yu, the second-generation leader of the Quanzhen Sect, taught Guo Jing this light Kungfu on the cliffs of Mongolia.

Guo Jing, who was dull, relied on climbing steep cliffs to improve his light Kungfu in a short period of time.

Yue Zhuoqun had already used a scroll to improve the Golden Goose Kungfu to the mastery level, and his light Kungfu was many times better than Guo Jing's at the beginning.

These mountain environments were not taken seriously at all.

The two chased and fled, and had long been away from the mountains where the mountain village was located, and came to a valley area.

There was a small mountain village in the valley, with more than a dozen families, who made a living by farming and hunting.

At the entrance of the village, an old couple from a farming family were taking care of the melon field.

The dry-mouthed leader of the Yellow River Gang could no longer resist the thirst in his mouth when he saw the huge watermelon.

Sitting on the ridge of the field, he shouted angrily: "Old man, pick a watermelon to honor me."

The couple looked terrified and did not dare to step forward.

"Didn't you hear what I said? Believe it or not, I will smash your heads with a paddle!"

He was fierce on the outside but weak on the inside. He scolded her but kept observing the surroundings, fearing that Yue Buqun would catch up.

Finally, the old man signaled the old woman with his eyes and asked her to leave. He then tremblingly picked a watermelon as big as a basin and carried it over.

"Good, good man, I'll give it to you."

"That's better!"

He grabbed the watermelon, smashed it in half with his fist, and then ate it while holding it. His head was stuck in the watermelon, which looked like Zhu Bajie eating watermelon.

Seeing this, the old man wanted to sneak away, but before he could turn around, the paddle pressed on his shoulder.

"Did I let you go?"

"Good... good man, spare my life..." The old man trembled and almost collapsed on the ground.

Huang He sneered disdainfully and continued to eat.

"Such a good watermelon was ruined by you. Are you going to pay the old man with your own head?"

The next second, Yue Zhuoqun appeared not far away with his words.

Huang He Boss was already a frightened bird. He jumped up on the spot, clamped the old man's neck with his left hand, and pointed at Yue Zhuoqun with his right hand:

"You, don't come over!"

He didn't let the old man leave just to keep him to threaten Yue Buqun.

"Heh! Where did the arrogance of robbing merchant ships and injuring my junior sister on the Yellow River go? Are you scared now?"

"Why do you have to be so aggressive, Yue?

I killed two of your Huashan disciples and injured Xie Fenghuang.

But you led people to break through my mountain stronghold and killed six of my brothers, which is more than enough to offset the hatred."

"Offset? You have been ravaging the Yellow River for so many years and slaughtered countless people. Can these hatreds be offset?" Yue Zhuoqun stepped forward with a sword.

The boss of the Yellow River was terrified, and his heart was in his throat: "If you come forward again, I will kill this old man."

"Just do it, anyway, you have killed enough people.

I can avenge one person, and it is the same for a hundred people. This one is not a big deal."

"You...you..." The boss of the Yellow River had his lips trembling.

Listen to what the head of the righteous sect can say? Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the righteous people if it gets out?

Seeing Yue Zhuoqun walking without stopping, his psychological defense collapsed.

Bang!

He pushed the old man away, and actually knelt on the ground on the spot, kowtowing to Yue Zhuoqun:

"Master Yue, I was wrong, please spare my life!

I am willing to surrender, and I will lead the disciples of the Yellow River Gang to serve your Huashan Sect in the future. I will do whatever you ask me to do..."

"Bah! If you surrender, it will tarnish the reputation of my Huashan Sect, but your death will promote the justice of my sect."

"You..."

The Yellow River boss hated him so much that even if he didn't want to spare his life, he didn't have to insult him like this!

In fact, he didn't really want to surrender, knowing that he was no match for Yue Buqun head-on, so he knelt down to confuse Yue Zhuoqun's mind.

Seeing Yue Zhuoqun walk two meters in front of him, he suddenly raised his head, waved the oars and rushed towards Yue Zhuoqun's doubleLegs smashed.

Hmph!

With a dull thud, the oar was blocked by Yue Zhuoqun's long sword. He felt his knuckles were torn and his arms were in great pain.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and a storm surged in his heart.

You know, his oar-shaped weapon is made of fine iron and weighs more than fifty kilograms. He usually needs two hands to swing it.

Yue Zhuoqun easily blocked it with one sword and one arm, and his face was calm.

Such a deep internal force was easily defeated by Ren Woxing? Is it true!

In fact, he really wanted to fork. Although Yue Zhuoqun's internal body has improved a lot under the reward of the system in the past month. But what really supports him to be so relaxed and comfortable is the Purple Cloud Divine Art.

The internal force cultivated by the Purple Cloud Divine Art is vague at the beginning, as soft as clouds, but the aftereffect is overwhelming and unstoppable.

After the proficiency reaches the mastery level, it can surge like waves when you raise your hand.

His internal force is still not as strong as Ren Woxing's, but this only means that the endurance is insufficient, not that the output is insufficient.

However, Yue Zhuoqun did not want to explain to the other party. The mighty sword immediately knocked the oar away, and then swept the sword as fast as thunder.

"Puff!"

The boss of Huanghe stared with horror eyes, holding his bloody throat tightly with both hands, and fell to the ground unwillingly and died.

[Ding! Wipe out the hostile force Huanghe Gang and enhance the prestige of Huashan Jianghu.

Reward 30 internal force points, reward the Quanzhen Dao Song of Gongfa, and reward a mastery scroll. 】

[Name: Yue Zhuoqun]

[Identity: Huashan Sect Master]

[Internal Strength: 8553]

[Kung Fu: Zixia Magic Skill (30/1000 mastery), Yijing Bone Strengthening Chapter (30/1000 mastery), Quanzhen Daoge (595/1000 mastery)...

Martial Arts: Complete Five Mountains Sword Skill (30/1000 mastery), Breaking Five Mountains Sword Record (30/1000 mastery), Positive and Negative Yin and Yang Sword Skill (30/1000 mastery), Qingfeng Thirteen Styles (35/1000 mastery), Ten Elders' Unique Skills (30/1000 mastery), Hunyuan Palm (30/1000 mastery), Jinyan Gong (30/1000 mastery)...]

[Note: Huashan Heart Skill is an incomplete version of Quanzhen Daoge, the skills are automatically changed, and the mastery remains unchanged. Huashan Sword Technique and the other four Yue Sword Techniques are automatically merged into the Five Yue Sword Techniques. 】

Sure enough, not only the development of the sect, as long as you do something beneficial to the Huashan Sect, the system will issue rewards.

In the past month, he has already figured out the system very well.

If you don't use the proficiency scroll to practice by yourself, the internal force points and the proficiency points of the skills will only increase automatically a little every day, and the speed is very slow.

You still have to do more things that are beneficial to the sect to quickly increase your strength.

Looking at his attribute panel, Yue Zhuoqun's mouth curled up.

The old man next to him had already been scared silly, and he collapsed on the ground and looked at Yue Zhuoqun with fear.

Yue Zhuoqun frowned and put away his mind. He was too lazy to explain to him, and stepped forward to pick up the body and prepared to leave.

"Who is looking for trouble in our village?"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from a distance, and a group of people rushed over from the mountain village in a hurry.

The old woman left at the old man's signal, returned to the village, gathered the villagers and rushed over.

Yue Zhuoqun raised his eyebrows, with surprise in his eyes.

This group of people wore tattered linen clothes and were barefoot with mud, obviously working in the fields.

But they held long swords in their hands, and their steps were brisk, obviously they had good kung fu.

Especially the three middle-aged men who rushed in the front, their figures were like phantoms, and they were all top-notch players in the world.

Such a group of masters, hiding in the mountain village as farmers, it was not right no matter how you looked at it.

Yue Zhuoqun subconsciously threw down the body of the Yellow River boss and stood solemnly with a sword in his hand.

Soon, a group of people came to the front, and both sides were stunned when they saw their faces clearly!

"Feng Buping?"

"Yue Buqun!"

The three middle-aged men who rushed in front turned out to be the disciples of the Sword Sect who left lonely after the Huashan Sword Qi Competition.

Feng Buping, Cheng Buyou, Cong Buqi.

Fifteen years ago, the three of them left Huashan and lived in seclusion in this mountain village in Zhongtiao Mountain. Fifteen years later, they have already started a family and have children.

However, although they live in seclusion here, they mainly farm and work on the land, but their martial arts have not fallen behind at all.

They also know about the Yellow River Gang stronghold more than 20 miles away, but they have never had any intersection.

Just now, the old woman came back to the village to report the news. Feng Buping knew that she was the leader of the Yellow River Gang as soon as he heard the description, so he led everyone to rush over.

Unexpectedly, they saw Yue Buqun.

Because of the fight between the Sword and Qi Sects, they didn't like Yue Buqun, who sat on the position of the head, and subconsciously thought that Yue Buqun was here to cause trouble.

Feng Buping shouted with a gloomy face:

"You are so good, Yue Buqun, It would have been fine if the Qi Sect used conspiracy and trickery to defeat our Sword Sect. We have already left Huashan and lived in seclusion here, and you are still looking for trouble! "

"Humph, are all the Qi Sect despicable and shameless people? Ning Qingyu is like this, and you Yue Buqun are the same!" Cong Buqi also mocked.

Ning Qingyu was once the leader of the Huashan Qi Sect. In order to eliminate the Sword Sect, he used tricks to lure Feng Qingyang back home, and only then did he win the final victory.

Now Yue Buqun has found a place to live in seclusion again. In their eyes, he is a villain who wants to kill everyone.

"The three senior brothers misunderstood. I came here to hunt down the leader of the Yellow River Gang and didn't know you were living in seclusion here."

"Who knows whether what you said is true or false? Maybe you want to kill him here to divert the trouble!"

"When I killed the Yellow River boss, the old man was watching all the time. You will know the truth if you ask him.

As for the misdirection, it is nonsense. If I want to deal with you, I don't need to rely on others!"

Feng Buping and the other two looked gloomy and gritted their teeth and said, "Do you mean that your martial arts can surpass us?"

The Sword Sect focuses on swordsmanship, and its strength improves rapidly in the early stage but becomes weak in the later stage.

The Qi Sect focuses on internal strength, which is slow in the early stage but powerful in the later stage.

He didn't believe that Yue Buqun, at this age, had better skills than himself.

"Of course!" Yue Zhuoqun smiled confidently.

He is no longer the old Yue who only focused on internal strength training before, but these words sounded particularly unpleasant to Feng Buping and the other two.

"Okay, okay, I want to see where your confidence comes from!"