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

Ning Zhongze was at a disadvantage because he was kind-hearted.

Feng Buping was ruthless, so he had the upper hand.

Just as Feng Buping's sword was aggressive with extreme changes, Ning Zhongze's wrist followed his steps and became graceful and leisurely.

This seemed to be a special body movement.

But it looked a bit like a graceful dance.

But it was this unexpected dexterity that broke all of Feng Buping's seven sword moves in the dance.

Just as Feng Buping was stunned, all his hair fell.

By the time Feng Buping came back to his senses.

Ning Zhongze had retreated two feet away.

"Feng Buping's swordsmanship just now already had the charm of [One Sword Falls Nine Geese] in [Returning Wind Falling Wild Goose Sword].

"Even so, he still lost to the Sword Breaking Technique."

Yue Buqun sighed in his heart.

One sword knocks down nine geese, which is the highest realm of the Huifeng Luoyan sword.

Looking at the entire Hengshan, there are probably less than five people who can practice this move.

But Feng Buping not only practiced it, but also mastered it.

This shows Feng Buping's terrifying understanding in the field of fast sword.

"Thank you, little junior sister, for showing mercy."

Feng Buping looked up at the sky and exhaled heavily.

He tried his best.

He really tried his best.

Unexpectedly, he was still defeated by the naughty little junior sister who didn't like to practice sword.

The face of this generation of the Sword Sect is completely lost.

"Even Senior Brother Feng lost?"

"Is the gap too big?"

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi began to doubt their lives.

After returning to Huashan and seeing that Huashan is weak on the outside but strong on the inside, their sense of belonging increased dramatically.

They were either serving Feng Qingyang.

Or they were trying to please Yue Buqun.

But all this stemmed from the reluctance hidden in their hearts.

They worked hard.

Just to win back a breath for the Sword Sect.

But today, at this moment, they were completely convinced.

"Brother Feng."

"Songshan is not far from us, and there is still half a month before the Demon-Slaying Conference."

Yue Buqun said: "During this period, I suggest that Brother Feng stop creating his own swordsmanship and focus on Hunyuan Gong. And I will personally instruct you and strive to break through to Dacheng as soon as possible."

Huashan Nine Gong, Zixia is the first.

The original Yue Buqun practiced for more than 30 years before he could barely show it off.

But except for the initial surprise, the follow-up was simply transparent.

It's better to learn the Exorcism Swordsmanship for a few months.

On the other hand, let’s look at Hunyuan Gong.

In the case of Yuan Chengzhi in [The Jade Sword], his Hunyuan Gong performance is slightly better than Yue Buqun’s Zixia Divine Art.

And Yuan Chengzhi is younger and has practiced for a shorter time.

Feng Buping has practiced Hunyuan Gong for more than ten years.

He is only half a step away from reaching perfection.

That is, the fourth stage.

By then, he will be able to stand on his own.

And this is definitely the middle-level that Huashan urgently needs.Strengthen the strength.

"Thank you, Master!"

Feng Buping was slightly stunned, then bowed respectfully and clasped his fists.

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi did not expect Yue Buqun to be so generous, and they also followed suit.

"Two senior brothers, you have to be attentive."

Yue Buqun also gave these two people a solemn instruction.

Perhaps they have not yet reached the realm when the original plot exploded.

But now it is not much different.

According to their current growth rate, as long as they practice hard for a few more months, they will definitely surpass their peak in the plot.

In this way.

Yue Buqun can let them replace him to handle several important matters that he was unable to handle before.

Not long after.

Feng Buping and the other two retreated sadly.

Ning Zhongze also took Yu Hongyan to practice sword.

But...

There was suddenly one more person beside Yue Buqun.

Who else could it be besides Feng Qingyang?

"Young Yue."

"Your broad-mindedness makes me admire you."

Feng Qingyang asked straight to the point: "But aren't you afraid that these three people may have ulterior motives?"

"Ulterior motives?"

Yue Buqun was happy.

He asked seriously: "Uncle Master, how many moves do you think they can withstand under my hands?"

Feng Qingyang continued without saying a word.

Even if Feng Buping successfully created his own sword technique.

Even if the internal strength of the three of them has reached perfection.

But what does it matter?

For Yue Buqun, it is still a matter of one sword.

"I don't need to engage in those fearless intrigues."

"Absolute force can maintain the necessary loyalty."

Yue Buqun said the most domineering words in the calmest tone.

"You are the most suitable leader of Huashan."

"No one else."

Feng Qingyang was also convinced.

He had seen all kinds of leaders, gang leaders, and family heads.

But he had never seen Yue Buqun act like this.

But thinking carefully, everything was so reasonable and impeccable.

Yue Buqun did not reply.

He simply bowed.

Then he floated away.

The light skill seemed more casual and natural than before.

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Black Wood Cliff.

In the empty Fenglei Hall.

Wow...

The left envoy of light, Dongfang Bai, suffered a backlash of true qi and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"What kind of sword energy is this!?"

"It's been almost two months. I've taken several kinds of healing medicines and nearly ten kinds of great medicines, but I still can't recover!"

Dongfang Bai's face, which was originally pale, now has no blood color at all.

"Damn Ping Yizhi."

"You actually went south to look for medicine at this time."

At this moment, Dongfang Bai felt a sense of sadness that God was going to kill him.

"Brother Tong died in the battle, the elite of Fenglei Hall were gone, and I was the only one alive."

"Now many people in the sect are taking advantage of"Ren Woxing's attitude towards me is also much worse than before." Dongfang Bo clenched his fists. He had no way out. Either he retired and disappeared. Or... He slowly took out a magical skill from his arms. This was given to him by Ren Woxing. It was the treasure of the Sun Moon Sect: Sunflower Manual. When Ren Woxing gave him this skill, he said to him: "To resolve the Haoran sword intent in his body, you must have the Sunflower Manual..." He knew that Ren Woxing was afraid of him. He knew the consequences of practicing the Sunflower Manual.

But he had no other choice.

Tong Baixiong's death.

It meant that he had lost his greatest ally in the sect.

The vitality of the Wind and Thunder Hall was seriously damaged.

It meant that his prestige and power fell to the bottom.

Thinking of the blood on his way to rise.

Thinking of the hatred of those enemies who seemed to want to eat him.

Especially Yue Buqun's cold and disdainful eyes.

He made a decision resolutely...