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

Blackwood Cliff.

Dongfang Bubai, whose internal injuries had not yet healed, lay on his side on the throne.

It seemed that he had just come out of retreat and had not yet recovered his blood and energy. His skin color was even whiter than before.

Especially the pair of white long legs just lying there.

Even if the robe slipped to the side, he didn't care.

This laziness.

This casualness.

The people below dared not look up.

Only one person secretly and greedily saw everything.

"Report to the leader."

"The Five Mountains Sword Sect was seriously injured in this battle. There is no hope of recovery within ten years."

Jia Bu reported: "If our Holy Sect pursues the victory, we can achieve success in one battle."

Although he was shocked by the news of Dongfang Bubai's injury.

But seeing the losses of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, his emotions boiled.

I wish I could lead Qinglong Hall and wipe out the Five Mountains Sword Sect right now.

"Since your vitality is seriously damaged."

"Then there is no need to be distracted."

Dongfang Bubai asked: "Tell me about the Shaolin Temple."

Jia Bu's face froze instantly.

He looked at Shangguan Yun.

But Shangguan Yun continued to lower his head and pretended not to see it.

In desperation.

Jia Bu could only describe the process of blocking the road.

Then he gritted his teeth and said the damage: "Although the bald donkeys of Shaolin Temple did not kill, there were a total of hundreds of Saint Church masters with fractures and internal injuries. Among them, there are about a dozen meritorious people who are permanently disabled and have to retire from the world."

"No one can break it within a hundred years?"

Dongfang Bubai asked: "Is the Arhat Formation really that exquisite?"

This slightly surprised tone.

It makes people feel cold.

"Shaolin ruined my plan, and I will punish it without mercy."

Dongfang Bubai made a quick decision: "Half a year later, I will send a letter to Shaolin. I will break the Shaolin Arhat formation in front of the Great Hall of the Buddha, defeat the Shaolin abbot and all the heroes in the world."

"The leader is mighty!"

"The leader is both civil and martial, and he will unify the martial arts world!"

"We are willing to follow the leader to conquer Shaolin and wash the Shaoshi Mountain with blood."

...

The Black Wood Cliff was boiling instantly.

Such a heroic and invincible leader.

What else do they want?

Even when Ren Woxing was the most domineering, he was not as high-profile as Dongfang Bubai.

This battle.

It will be a battle to determine the trend of the martial arts world.

Compared with this battle, the previous battle of the Five Mountains Sword Sect is just a small one.

The Sun and Moon Sect.

Everyone is rubbing their hands, eager to try.

Huashan.

A thriving place.

Because Huashan now has a third generation.

When Cheng Buyou was selling snow candy and perfume in Jiangnan, he brought back a merchant's son:

Gao Genming.

This guy always has an abacus in his hand, and he can calculate anything. 740 Even if it takes a long time to learn sword moves, he canCan be considered a reasonable person.

"Senior sister."

"I was wrong, I was wrong."

The embarrassed Linghu Chong was beaten by Yu Hongyan.

It's a pity that Yu Hongyan was in power and did not show mercy.

The Hunyuan Palm was so powerful.

Linghu Chong complained bitterly.

"Dayou."

"Help me persuade Senior Sister."

Linghu Chong wanted to escape to Lu Dayou for shelter.

As a result, Lu Dayou took the monkey and ran away with a few jumps.

"Hehe..."

"Brother Chong, it's not that I don't want to help you."

Lu Dayou replied with a smile: "We all know what kind of temper Senior Sister has. If I help you, the next unlucky one will be me, Junior Brother."

Lu Dayou is also a weirdo.

He wanted to have fun with the monkeys in the mountains.

He actually spent the time he spent practicing sword and internal strength on Qinggong.

The result was that his Qinggong was outstanding.

His internal strength and sword skills were a mess.

"You are such a monkey, Lu."

"How can you say such a disloyal thing."

Linghu Chong cursed directly: "When you drank with me before, why didn't you look sober? Ouch..."

Because of distraction, Linghu Chong was finally caught.

A wonderful dance step.

Tripped Linghu Chong to the ground.

"I give up."

"Senior sister's martial arts are unparalleled, and I admire you."

Linghu Chong fell hard and couldn't get up, so he surrendered on the spot.

A Fei shook his head.

He thought Linghu Chong would have some surprises after these days of secret training.

As a result, his swordsmanship has improved greatly.

The basic Huashan swordsmanship is even more profound.

But his internal strength and body skills are still the same.

"By the way..."

A Fei looked at the youthful figure and the bright eyes.

His mind began to wander again.

"Junior Brother Linghu."

"Your swordsmanship is great, but your internal strength and body skills must also keep up."

Yu Hongyan was a little fed up.

Finally, she looked at A Fei and invited him, "A Fei, come and practice with me."

"Yes."

A Fei agreed without hesitation.

Then he flew off the stage.

Although his movements were smooth, he was somewhat anxious.

Bai Feifei closed her eyes.

Ning Zhongze was happy, and his smile was a bit meaningful.

"Little Hongyan's body movements are still so amazing."

Cheng Buyu saw some clues.

"She has integrated the dance steps into the three moves of Hunyuan Palm and Divine Fist."

"She just showed mercy to Linghu Chong."

Yue Buqun commented: "Otherwise, Linghu Chong would have been injured in the fourth move."

"Great!Talent is wasted like this."

"Buping, you have to judge Chong'er."

Feng Qingyang was even more straightforward.

He pointed his spear directly at Feng Buping, whose face was uncertain.

"I will punish him to practice Hunyuan Palm when I get back."

"Well, I will just temper his character for two years."

Feng Buping said with gritted teeth.

He was really angry this time.

It would be fine if it happened once.

It happened again and again.

That really doesn't take his master seriously.

"Ask him to practice palm technique instead?"

Yue Buqun's face turned strange.

"Here! ”

Feng Qingyang threw out a sword manual.

While Feng Buping was puzzled, Feng Qingyang explained: "This is the Hunyuan Sword Technique that the old man and the headmaster have deduced in time. The effect is almost the same as the Hunyuan Palm."

In recent years, he has been pampered.

When he has nothing to do, he reorganizes the inheritance of Huashan.

The previous Anti-Liangyi Sword Technique, changed into sword technique, is his first masterpiece.

And the Hunyuan Sword Technique is his second masterpiece.

Of course.

There is no lack of Yue Buqun's contribution.

After all, in the field of swordsmanship.

Yue Buqun's achievements are only higher than Feng Qingyang's.

The two great sword masters working together to deduce will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"Thank you, uncle!"

"Oh, and the headmaster! "

Feng Buping was overjoyed.

Although he didn't know the level of Hunyuan Sword Technique now.

But it shouldn't be too low.

The most important thing is that this change is what many people like.

Not just Linghu Chong.

It also has positive significance for Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi who don't like to practice palm.

Even he himself felt that he could rely on his own sword realm to push his inner strength to a higher level.

After all, he also majored in Hunyuan Gong.

"This is a coincidence."

"Zhongze was having a headache about whether to teach Xiao Hongyan the Jade Girl Sword Technique and the Lady Sword Technique."

Ning Zhongze smiled and said, "Now there is no need to be distracted, just let Xiao Hongyan practice sword and palm together. ”

The topic returned to Yu Hongyan.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the field.

At this time, Ah Fei was calmly sparring with Hongyan.

He used a hardwood sword.

Even if he accidentally hurt her, it wouldn't be serious.

But the problem is that even with a wooden sword, Ah Fei's sword is still so sharp and so fast.

He almost hurt Hongyan several times.

But at every critical moment, Ah Fei could withdraw 70% of his strength.

Very casual and natural.

"This kid..."

Linghu Chong saw Ah Fei's ease.

He felt sour in his heart.

He can lose to anyone.

But he can't lose to Ah Fei.

His eyes turned.

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But he didn't know how strict the special training he would face from Feng Buping was.

Where would he have time to secretly learn swordsmanship.

"Hongyan is not young anymore."

"In poor places, she can even get married."

Bai Feifei meant something else. []

"It's too early."

"She will always be my dearest little Hongyan."

Ning Zhongze is reluctant to let go.

"Let's talk about the Demon Cult's actions."

Yue Buqun tried to smooth things over, saying, "It's rumored that the Demon Cult will take revenge for Shaolin's previous road blocking. What do you think?"

"The Demon Cult will never let go of any grudge. We've long been accustomed to it."

"Shaolin's road blocking prevented the Demon Cult from achieving its full success. It would be strange if they didn't get angry."

"It's not that we won't take revenge. It's just that the time has not come yet."

The reactions of Feng Buping and the other two were very pure.

They didn't find it strange at all.

"The Five Mountains Sword Sects have been severely damaged. Only Shaolin and Wudang can stop the Demon Cult."

"The Demon Cult's move is both revenge and a way to establish its prestige. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone."

Feng Qingyang thought of more.

"In the final analysis..."

"It's all for that unknown number one in the world."

Ning Zhongze was very resistant.

But he could do nothing about it.

"Fortunately, we have a leader in Huashan."

As soon as Bai Feifei said this.

It immediately resonated with everyone.

With the lineup of 19 monks, Shaolin Temple blocked hundreds of demons and saved the last foundation of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

Such a brilliant record.

It would definitely be famous in the martial arts world under normal circumstances.

However, the battle between Yue Buqun and Dongfang Bubai was even more dazzling.

Especially the Huashan Sword Contest three years later.

These two pieces of news spread throughout the martial arts world at a very fast speed.

Completely overwhelmed the prestige of Shaolin Temple.

The saying that the sword returned to Huashan was once again rampant.

At this moment, Yue Buqun was already the symbol of Huashan.

Even if Feng Qingyang publicly came out of the mountain, it was still the same.

"Hmm?"

Yue Buqun, who should have been proud at this time, frowned.

The next moment.

Yue Buqun actually jumped.

He slid towards the mountain gate like a golden goose.

Feng Qingyang also moved his eyes and followed closely.

The remaining few people didn't know why, but they followed him down the mountain.

Only Bai Feifei was left to guard the inner gate.

At this time.

A couple covered in blood stumbled to the mountain gate of Huashan.

They were holding a baby in their arms.

And not far behind them, five masters stood.

"Stop!"

The servant guarding the gate drew his sword to meet the enemy.

It was not known whether it was because of shock or serious injuries.

The wife fell down.

But when she is in danger, still using her body as a cushion to protect the baby in her arms.

The husband quickly helped his wife up and crawled towards the gate of Huashan.

"The hero of Huashan."

"Save me."

The husband begged painfully.

While speaking.

Because of the wound being pulled, blood was flowing.

"I am Ding Jian, the [One-word Electric Sword].

"I am chasing the traitors of the Demon Sect."

Ding Jian held the hilt with both hands, clasped his fists and explained: "We dare not offend Huashan, please hand over these two disciples of the Demon Sect to us, so that we can go back and report."

Ding Jian is gentle and elegant.

In addition, he had killed four tyrants with one palm and two heroes with one sword in Qilian Mountain a few years ago.

He is also famous in the world.

It is easy to convince people.

"Nonsense!"

The husband yelled, "You are the disciples of the Demon Sect. I am just a sour scholar who teaches music in Luoyang."

"Your father is a disciple of the Demon Sect."

"You are one too."

Ding Jian argued, "Qu, you don't need to argue here."

If it were somewhere else, he would have rushed in to arrest people.

Why would he say so much nonsense.

"When did the Demon Sect arrest people in front of the Huashan Gate?"

Yue Buqun floated down like a sword fairy.

As soon as he landed.

Ding Jian turned around and ran.

He didn't even say hello to his companions.

Unfortunately, he was still too slow.

Feng Qingyang followed him down, and the place where he landed was in front of Ding Jian.

Without hesitation.

He didn't know Feng Qingyang's identity either.

The sword came out, like lightning across the sky.

Such a sword technique can make the opponent feel terrified and afraid at the sight of it.

Squeak.

It's a pity that he was facing Feng Qingyang.

An old monster that even Yue Buqun had to respect.

Ding Jian didn't even see Feng Qingyang's move, and his shoulder was hit by a sword.

This was because Feng Qingyang had something to ask him.

Otherwise, Ding Jian would have been dead now.

It's a pity that Ding Jian was very ignorant.

He swung the sword for the second time.

In an instant, there was lightning in front of his eyes.

This time it was more dazzling than before.

It was also more dazzling.

Then...

Where is there then.

The impatient Feng Qingyang flashed his sword.

Ding Jian lost consciousness.

There was no chance to regret.

Feng Qingyang doubted himself: "Are the current demon sect followers so strong?"

Ding Jian's swordsmanship is good.

At least comparable to Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi a year ago.

"He is not a follower."

"He is probably a tough guy at the level of a flag master."

Yue Buqun made an irresponsible guess.

As for the four demon sect disciples brought by Ding Jian.

He would have died under Yue Buqun's copper coins long ago.

"Your last name is Qu?"

"My father is also a traitor to the Demon Cult."

Yue Buqun guessed, "You are not the son of Qu Yang, the Right Envoy of the Demon Cult?"

The face of Qu Leshi, who called himself a sour scholar, changed drastically.

His wife hugged the baby tightly and trembled constantly.

"It seems that you are right."

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang sighed in his heart.

"My father is indeed Qu Yang."

"But I really didn't join the Demon Cult."

Qu Leshi said firmly, "My father wanted to retire from the world and play the piano for fun. But he was in a difficult situation. In order to prevent us from repeating his mistakes, he has been hiding our life experience and even forbade us to learn any martial arts of the Demon Cult."

"No wonder your martial arts are so sparse and ordinary."

Ning Zhongze and others arrived late.

She looked at the baby stained with the blood of his parents, and felt distressed.

"If we had half the martial arts of our father."

"Why do we need to be afraid of Ding Jian and others?"

Qu Leshi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

But the matter was done, and they could not turn back.

Suddenly.

Qu Leshi pulled his wife to kneel down and kowtowed heavily.

"This is..."

"Please save my child."

Without waiting for Ning Zhongze to ask, Qu Leshi said the hardship: "During the previous battle, my child may have suffered an internal force aftershock and has not woken up yet."

After speaking, he snatched the baby from his wife's arms and held it high in front of Ning Zhongze.

Ning Zhongze took a closer look.

I found that the baby was really sleeping soundly.

The fierce battle just now did not wake her up.

It's really suspicious.

"Although my husband and I are not members of the Demon Sect, we are not inferior people who don't know what's good for us."

"In order to avoid causing trouble for Huashan, my husband and I will leave temporarily and look for the father who led the pursuers away for us."

"When the child recovers, we will definitely bring precious treasures to thank you for saving our lives."

Qu Leshi kowtowed again and begged again.

His expression was so sad.

It made people soften their hearts.

"Then..."

"Okay."

Ning Zhongze saw that Qu Leshi was so knowledgeable and sensible, so he agreed.

Yue Buqun thought of another thing:

This baby is Qu Yang's granddaughter.

Isn't that Qu Feiyan? .