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

Hu Bugui.

The former swordsman of Wudang.

The martial arts genius regarded by Wudang as the hope of rejuvenation.

And he was also very ambitious.

Before he was twenty, he had already mastered the magic.

His swordsmanship was far superior to his peers.

Even many elders of the sect were not as good as him.

Young and energetic, Hu Bugui vowed to take back the Tai Chi Boxing Sutra written by the founder himself, as well as the Zhenwu Sword, which symbolizes supreme glory.

But a subsequent bad fate and a serious illness.

changed his fate.

To this day.

Still confused.

Every day he had to numb himself in self-exile.

"Crack Dongfang Bubai's embroidery needle?"

Yue Buqun pondered slightly.

The next moment.

The bamboo branches cut the bamboo leaves that fell in front of him.

Then he said: "Then you need a sword that is just as fast."

The bamboo leaves have not yet fallen to the ground.

They have already fallen apart.

What makes Hu Bugui's hair stand on end is that the separation of the bamboo leaves is actually based on the dismemberment of the bamboo leaves' veins.

This is no longer a matter of how many swords are used in an instant.

It is a question of whether this is a sword art.

"Second."

"If your sword heart is clear enough to see through thoughts that have not yet sprouted."

"Then Dongfang Bubai's embroidery needle is not so scary."

Yue Buqun said the second way to crack it.

As for whether Hu Bugui can achieve it.

That is not what he needs to care about.

"See through thoughts that have not yet sprouted?"

Hu Bugui's body trembled slightly.

He lowered his head and listened to the music, then slowly raised his head.

The cloudy eyes gradually became clear.

"Thank you."

Hu Bugui performed the highest etiquette of Taoism.

And then he did not stop.

He walked away quickly with brisk steps.

"A good seed."

Feng Qingyang also came.

He looked at the bamboo leaf fragments on the ground and said, "Leave some incense and love, maybe it will be of great use in the future."

"Maybe."

Yue Buqun's reaction was a little indifferent.

For him.

Instructing Hu Bugui was just an accidental move.

As for what kind of changes 870 would produce, he was not very looking forward to it.

It was a casual feeling of knowing that I was lucky and losing my life.

"Together?"

Yue Buqun made an invitation.

He meant to practice internal skills together.

Swallowing the morning glow and morning energy.

“Forget it.”

Feng Qingyang shook his head directly.

Without hesitation.

In terms of swordsmanship, he might still be able to struggle.

But in terms of internal energy training, he didn’t want to humiliate himself.

No choice.

Yue Buqun’s Purple Cloud Divine Art was too high.

It was so high that it was beyond imagination.

How high was it?I can’t do any practice.

“Then Buqun will take my leave.”

Yue Buqun didn’t waste time.

He went straight up the mountain.

But his climbing was a little special.

The towering and steep mountain walls were almost no obstacle for him.

The dangers hidden in the mist and clouds were nothing to him, and he even wanted them.

“This kid’s swordsmanship…”

Feng Qingyang lowered his head and looked at the broken leaves that were clearly decomposed.

Compared himself horizontally.

Then he smiled bitterly.

I can’t do it.

I really can’t do it.

Huashan.

Sword Qi Chongxiao Hall.

Linghu Chong pretended to practice sword.

Because now there are more people practicing Hunyuan Gong, that is, Hunyuan Sword.

So everyone doesn’t have to teach each other.

We can gather together, discuss and practice together.

Of course.

A Fei is an exception.

So he is not here.

"Brother Chong."

Gao Genming asked in a low voice: "Why can Xiao Li Feidao sit on the third throne of the weapon list with just his hidden weapon skills?"

He was not questioning the rationality of the weapon list.

He was just curious about what kind of flying knife could surpass Feng Buping?

"Xiao Li Feidao never misses."

"That's not a joke."

Linghu Chong said seriously: (bjda) "Didn't you see that whether it was the Sun Moon Demon Sect or the Western Demon Sect, they would retreat when they met Li Xunhuan?"

"Because they don't know when they will be hit by a flying knife."

Yu Hongyan added quietly.

Gao Gen Ming Wen: "For example, the Golden Dragon of Tianhe Gang who colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country?"

The Silver Bearded Dragon Huang Boliu, as well as the death of many hall masters and elites.

The Tianhe Gang fell apart in an instant.

And the dirty things they did also surfaced one by one.

For example, Huang Boliu's brother, the Tianhe Golden Dragon who was feared by the world, was shot to death by a flying knife because Li Xunhuan found out that the Tianhe Gang actually sold weapons to enemy countries and foreign races.

"That's about right."

Linghu Chong couldn't think of a better example.

Then he said: "But I heard that Li Xunhuan's Qinggong and swordsmanship are very good, and only a very few people can force him to use a flying knife."

"Who knows."

Yu Hongyan didn't want to care so much.

Continued to practice swordsmanship.

She likes fist and palm kung fu.

But Huashan is founded on swords, so one has to master one sword technique to some extent.

It just so happens that practicing Hunyuan Sword is equivalent to practicing Hunyuan Gong.

Doesn't delay either.

"Something big has happened."

"Someone is coming to challenge us from the mountain gate again."

Lu Dayou came over shouting.

The smooth and agile body movements are a qualitative breakthrough compared to before.

"After the weapon list is out."

"Come to challenge usIsn't there enough fighting?"

Linghu Chong also liked to join in the fun at first.

But as the Eight Heroes of the Central Plains became more and more proficient in fighting, most of the challengers were kicked off the mountain before they could even enter the mountain gate.

Linghu Chong lost interest as he watched.

"It's different."

Lu Dayou said excitedly: "This time, the one who came is Zhuge Gang, who swept through thousands of troops and is in the top 20 of the weapon list."

Zhuge Gang.

Relying on super hard skills.

And his superb Vajra stick technique, he dominated the world.

It is said that he has only two defeats since his debut. (To read the exciting novels, go to Fulu Novel Network!)

One of them is Ren Woxing.

But the fact that he was able to escape from Ren Woxing's hands shows how powerful he is.

"Uh! "

Linghu Chong was stunned.

Yu Hongyan also stopped.[]

They looked at each other and immediately lowered their heads down the mountain.

When they arrived.

Just happened to see a horrifying scene:

Zhuge Gang swept away the three attacks of the Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains with one stick.

Take advantage of the situation and spin on the spot.

The Vajra Stick performed a sweeping sweep of thousands of troops.

The two masters of the Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains were knocked away at the same time on the spot.

The formation was broken.

"Good stick technique!"

Feng Buping couldn't help but praise it.

So fierce.

Such a domineering stick technique.

It's really the best I've ever seen.

"If you use a stick technique like yours on the battlefield, you will surely achieve great success. ”

“Why bother to hang out in the martial arts world?”

Feng Buping didn’t understand either.

This kind of heavy weapons and heavy techniques are extremely popular in the military.

When the time comes, it will be no problem to establish meritorious service, and to be honored as a wife and children.

There is no need to struggle in the martial arts world.

“The dynasty is in decline.”

“The civil officials hold power, and their facial features are humble and pleasing to the ears.”

Zhuge Gang asked bluntly: “Do you think such an army is interesting?”

“Okay.”

Feng Buping drew out the Unfair Sword.

He said majestically and domineeringly: “You just consumed a lot of energy, and I don’t want to take advantage of you. If you can’t win within 20 breaths, you will be considered the winner.”

“Are you humiliating me! ? ”

Zhuge Gang not only has a fierce and domineering martial arts style.

He also has a strong personality.

He actually regarded Feng Buping’s kindness as a humiliation.

“Whatever you think is what it is, right?”

Feng Buping was too lazy to even explain.

Such a person is not to be feared.

Not to be a friend either.

It was at this time.

Only then did Linghu Chong and the others see Zhuge Gang’s appearance clearly.

His face was extremely dark, like the bottom of a pot.

The most terrifying thing was that his face was covered with knife marks, which was very hideous.

The big mouth and nose, coupled with the triangular eyes and sweeping eyebrows, were already veryUgly.

It is even more frightening now.

If you see it at night, you might think you have seen a ghost.

"Then come and die!"

Zhuge Gang shouted.

The Vajra Stick brought out bronze shadows.

While it was powerful, it also forced Feng Buping to retreat.

This is the power of preemptive strike.

It is also the essence of this stick technique.

Once you are in the first position.

Once the stick force is formed.

The result is either the opponent is crushed and defeated, or you fall to the ground exhausted.

"So that's it."

Feng Buping understood.

Zhuge Gang's stick technique is already clear.

This kind of game of taking the initiative and completing it in one go.

He is familiar with it...

The sword is out.

It looks like an ordinary sword move, but it is actually amazingly clever.

Because Zhuge Gang thought he could violently smash the sword body.

In the end, his Vajra Stick was pulled by the sword move, and its power was weakened.

He didn't know what kind of sword technique this was.

He could only do it in one go.

It was as powerful as a tiger.

The stick was like a dragon.

Roaring like thunder.

Boom!

The Vajra Stick smashed into the air.

The brutal force cracked the brick and stone ground in front of the mountain gate.

Zhuge Gang was in awe.

Because this was not his mistake.

And Feng Buping's sword was too fast and too clever.

He actually caught the Vajra Stick in the storm, and then stacked one sword after another.

Seven consecutive sword strikes in an instant.

The Vajra Stick was hit hard and deviated in direction.

Lift!

Zhuge Gang made up his mind.

He suddenly lifted up a large number of broken stones.

These broken stones were big and small.

But under the dual stimulation of brute force and internal strength.

Instantly, they flew like small cannonballs towards Feng Buping and the Huashan people behind him.

Among them were Yu Hongyan, Linghu Chong and others.

"Shameless!"

Feng Buping was furious.

The wind and the sword were performed to the extreme in an instant.

The wind and the rain were violent, and the sword energy was everywhere.

All the broken stones were broken in the air.

But Zhuge Gang had already won himself the most critical opportunity to kill:

Sweep the army.

The most domineering and most tyrannical stick.

He became famous for sweeping the army.

This move was so powerful that it was unstoppable and could easily defeat thousands of enemies.

And the stick was directly cut in half.

This was a killing move that Feng Buping had no room to dodge.

But Feng Buping, who was angry in his heart, had long given up the desire to learn from him.

The Great Perfection of the Hunyuan Skill.

The self-created Kuangfeng Fast Sword.

It evolved into an extremely sharp sword.

This sword was like the sun piercing through the dark clouds, ruthlessly cutting off the whistling diamond stick.

The sword energy penetrated and cut ZhugeGang's left leg was cut off at the root.

"Ah..."

Zhuge Gang screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Grabbed the broken leg.

Jumped and ran away.

The whole place was as quiet as a cicada.

Children such as Linghu Chong and Yu Hongyan were even more pale.

Although it was not the first time for them to encounter the hatred in the martial arts world, most of them had witnessed such a bloody scene for the first time.

"Let's go back to the mountain first."

Feng Buping sheathed his sword coldly.

He did not regret that he cut off the future of a martial arts master.

He just regretted that the occasion was not right.

Otherwise, he would not mind killing Zhuge Gang.

Everlastingly eliminate the trouble. .