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

call out!

Someone from the Eight Righteous Principles of the Central Plains was angry.

A stone flew out with a flick of his hand.

The stone hit the horse's body accurately.

Uh, drink...

The horse was in so much pain that it stood up.

result.

When she cried, her eyelids just moved.

Then Malaysia was forced down.

Save the frightened horse!

This is a legendary divine power.

"Tricky!"

"Underestimated him!"

The gloom on Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi's faces became even more intense.

They originally thought that Yi Ku and Yi Ye Ku were the same type of people.

did not expect.

There is no false person under the great reputation.

"Senior brother?"

The two looked at Feng Buping.

Feng Buping did not answer, but slowly drew his sword.

The sword of injustice is unsheathed.

There was no sword sound.

There was no sword light either.

Unremarkable.

Ke Yiku seemed to sense something and actually dismounted on her own initiative.

Maybe he felt that there should be a fair fight.

Or maybe he knew he had no chance of winning on horseback.

After all, he is not Lu Fengxian, the Silver Halberd Wenhou.

shoot.

Yi Ku patted a horse's buttocks.

The big horse immediately spread out its big hooves and trotted away.

And everyone really realized his height.

He was already very tall.

As a result, he was wearing a tall hat of death on his head.

The most outrageous thing is that his eyes are cloudy and there is no emotion at all.

It doesn't look like a human eye at all.

Thin.

high.

Dead.

At first glance, it looks like the impermanence from the underworld.

"How many moves?"

Yi Ku seemed to sense something and asked directly.

"Thirty breaths, please!"

Feng Buping's tone was cold and seemed emotionless.

If it were before.

No one will be surprised.

You may even take it for granted.

But since the Sword Sect returned to Huashan, everything has changed.

He smiled more in a month than he had in the previous ten years combined.

So this is a different kind of closure.

Only the one who is most familiar with Feng Buping.

In other words, only those who have reached the same level as Feng Buping would know how terrifying he is at this moment.

Ruthless and selfless.

No wins and no losses.

This is Feng Buping’s current realm in the way of the sword.

Because there are no regrets.

Because he has the strongest backing and has nothing to worry about.

Therefore, Feng Buping's sword became more and more pure, and his sword heart naturally became clearer and clearer.

"Can!"

She cried and moved.

His eyes are blue.

His gloves were also cyan.

Even the energy that erupted was green.

A green torrent, a green iron hand that takes lives.

choke.

Yi Ku couldn't see how Feng Buping drew his sword at 393.

I just felt that my killer move was beaten back.

This power...

Comparable to the white-haired old monsters he had encountered.

In other words, Feng Buping's internal skills are comparable to those of an old martial arts master who has practiced internal skills for thirty or forty years.

"No wonder he is ranked eleventh on the Weapon List."

Yi Ku used to be a little unhappy about Feng Buping's high ranking.

Now I completely agree.

But he did not hold back on his martial arts skills.

Blue starlight.

A blue torrent.

Yi Ku's martial arts are domineering.

It's also terrifying.

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi looked so pale.

Because they know that if they were in the same situation, they would have been killed by now.

"Even if he doesn't have the Green Demon Hand, he's still a ruthless man in the top 20 of the Weapon List!"

"I'm afraid Bai Xiaosheng has underestimated him."

The peak of her crying was so terrifying.

Everyone at the scene was so breathless that they couldn't breathe.

Even the Eight Righteous Men of Central Plains.

His expression was now extremely unnatural, and he relied solely on his willpower to suppress the urge to run away.

boom!

The aura around Yi Ku suddenly burst out.

This is the final kill.

It was also a fatal blow.

Blood and energy mixed in the blue light.

It roared like a giant green python that was about to transform into a dragon.

The ground crumbled.

The fragments were picked up by the air currents and flew away along with the giant green python.

Feng Buping, whose face was still grim, suddenly grasped some profound secret.

Then the true energy is stirred and the blood is stimulated.

The sword light exploded.

As fast as thunder.

Fast as lightning.

puff……

Feng Buping flew backwards with blood spurting out.

But in the end it landed safely.

But Yi Ku was frozen in place.

But the bloody wound on my heart kept getting bigger.

Every muscle on his face clenched in pain.

Yi cried and wanted to talk.

But his throat was full of blood and bubbles rising up.

He has a lot to say and ask.

He tried so hard that even his eyebrows and eyes became distorted.

But in the end it was all in vain.

He still fell down.

Because he never knew how Feng Buping did it until his death.

He had clearly taken Feng Buping's strongest attack.

He was clearly about to kill his opponent.

but why…….

Chapter 079 Monkhood

Feng Qingyang looked straight at the wooden stake in front of him.

The wooden sword came out.

The sword pierced through the wooden stake that required an adult's arm to hold in a circle as easily as piercing tofu.