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

Crying began.

The grandson of Master Yu.

The female relatives also started crying.

Then the younger disciples also began to weep in despair.

Because these more than 30 disciples of the Demon Sect in front of them are all top elite masters of the Fenglei Hall.

Each of them is at least a second-rate master of the sixth rank in martial arts.

The incense master must reach the third rank to be qualified.

Dongfang Bo was the deputy incense master of Fenglei Hall several years ago.

"You are doomed."

"Now you know why I'm talking so much nonsense to you, right?"

Dongfang Bo's tone was calm.

But the calmer it is, the more heartbreaking it is.

He had indeed been deceived by Master Yu before.

So after noticing it, he relied on his excellent lightness skills to block it alone.

In the end, he used his cunning and wisdom to bury the hopes of the Divine Fist Sect.

"Yu."

Dongfang Bo asked, "If you surrender, we can still kill you."

Tong Baixiong had no patience and shouted, "If you want to drink the penalty wine, then we will nail your entire family to the trees on the roadside and let you die in pain."

Quiet.

There was not even any crying from the Divine Fist Sect.

You can hear the needle drop.

Even the backbone of the team, Master Yu, was frightened and had a look of fear in his eyes.

"Master Yu has such bad luck."

Ning Zhongze, who followed behind, felt emotional.

The Fenglei Hall happens to be the most combative, ruthless, and most outstanding branch of the Sun and Moon Sect.

These thirty-odd people are enough to destroy any sect or family in the world that does not have a first-class master in charge.

Even Ning Zhongze is very proud of his current martial arts skills.

Facing these more than 30 people, we dare not take it lightly.

"Take action."

"It may change later."

Yue Buqun finally witnessed how talented and wise Dongfang Bubai was before he castrated himself.

No wonder he could become the number one in the Sun Moon Demon Cult.

No wonder he had the courage and means to replace Ren Woxing.

The figure is hazy.

By the time Ning Zhongze regained consciousness, Yue Buqun had already passed by the Shenquan Sect's convoy like a ghost.

Ning Zhongze was too lazy to hide anything and attacked the nearest elite member of Fenglei Hall with his sword.

"Who?"

Dongfang Bo and Tong Baixiong shouted in unison.

As a result, Tong Baixiong groaned and took three steps back.

Dongfang Bo slashed out with his sword.

The sword light blooms.

The suffocatingly cold and pure Yin sword energy swept over like a cold wave.

Wherever it passed, trees withered and grass was covered with frost.

Magnificent!

Mighty!

The surging Haoran sword energy can even tear apart Dugu's sword energy.

The mere Xuanyin sword energy is a joke.

puff……

Dongfang Bo's sword energy collapsed in an instant like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind.

Dongfang Bo himself was also blown away, spitting blood.

"Haoran Sword Qi."

Dongfang Bo was in a state of awe and used his sword skills to move forward.

The originally invisible and intangible true energy was suddenly filled with a rich blood color.

Accompanied by the swing of the Qingquan Sword.

The blood-colored sword energy roared out.

It is like a violent evil wind.

It is like a ruthless flood and beast.

It seemed as if nothing in the world could stop this sword.

But compared with the previous one, it has an even more unstoppable determination.

prick!

Simple to the point of being pale.

Directly to the point of contempt.

Because this was an unequal battle for Yue Buqun.

The previous blank evil star was also a first-class martial artist.

Moreover, he is a giant in the magic world who has one foot in the ranks of grandmasters.

But the result?

puff!

Yue Buqun pierced Dongfang Bo's hypocritical determination with one sword.

The sword also pierced through Dongfang Bo's body, which had better skin than that of a woman.

"Run, bro!"

"He is a martial arts master!"

Tong Baixiong came to kill him.

Having just been hit by the finger snapping technique, he suppressed the surging blood in his heart.

He used his burly body to protect Dongfang Bo behind him.

then.

Dongfang Bo was only the deputy incense master of Fenglei Hall. Before he could master martial arts, he was ambushed and killed by the Seven Tigers of Ludong.

It was Tong Baixiong who risked his own life to save Dongfang Bo who was in critical condition.

This time the scene is similar.

The only difference is that the opponent has changed to Yue Buqun.

Step forward and blast out!

The whistling wind from his fists was as fierce as the fierce wind in the mountains.

The force of the fist exploded like a landslide, and all things retreated.

But Yue Buqun was too lazy to even take out his sword.

Just point your finger.

The force of the fist dissipated instantly like a burst balloon.

The fierce fist wind also stopped abruptly in an instant.

Even Tong Baixiong himself was bleeding from his eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

Tong Baixiong's breath was rapidly fading, and his burly body staggered involuntarily, almost falling.

"Die, die, die!"

Tong Baixiong went crazy.

He used the same magic secret method as Dongfang Bo and used it desperately.

The blood is boiling.

Surrounded by black air.

Yue Buqun has not taken any specific action yet.

His body was blessed with blood and black energy to an unprecedented peak.

At this moment, Tong Baixiong broke through the threshold of heaven and earth and reached the master level that countless warriors dream of.

Same boxing style.

Same routine.

But what was blasted out was an even more domineering aura of destruction.

Black represents death.

The color of blood represents determination.

Hold on!

Yue Buqun blocked the punch with his palm.

It's like an adult catching a child's swinging fist.

Chapter 011 A dead Taoist friend is not dead but a poor Taoist

Tong Baixiong's expression is wonderful.

From tension and anxiety, it quickly evolved into a desperate struggle.

Then it is classified as decisive and domineering.

Because the martial arts and strength he gained after using the secret technique have exceeded the understanding of most warriors.

Even Master Fangzheng of Shaolin and Taoist Master Chongxu of Wudang had to retreat before such boxing techniques.

however.

When his fist was easily grasped by Yue Buqun's palm.

When he saw the calm irony on Yue Buqun's face.

Tong Baixiong's face quickly turned into humiliation and despair.

He brought despair-level fear to the Divine Fist Sect.

Now it was his turn to taste it.

but……

He didn't have time to savor it.

Because his body slowly softened.