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

He saw fear in Feng Buping's eyes.

But what they saw in Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi's eyes was only surprise and ignorance.

"Haha! God has opened his eyes!"

"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you enter it anyway!"

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi's faces gradually became ferocious.

Because as long as Yue Buqun is killed.

The Huashan Sect naturally belongs to them.

There is no need for any conspiracy or intrigue, and there is no need for any accumulation of strength.

"Don't!"

Feng Buping spoke out to stop him.

Too late...

Chapter 012 Conquer

Feng Buping hurriedly called for a stop.

Unfortunately, I was still half a step too late.

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi drew their swords at the same time.

One used the Huashan sword technique, and the other used the Sword Sect's Liuhe sword technique.

Suddenly...

The purple clouds swept over like the surging Yellow River.

Not only was he disarmed instantly.

He also knocked Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi away.

"First-class martial arts!"

"How can this be?"

Feng Buping stared at Ning Zhongze blankly, his eyes gradually darkening.

I think he is hiding in Zhongtiao Mountain and practicing hard.

It has been the same for nearly ten years.

It took a lot of effort to break through to the second level of martial arts.

I thought he would be the first person of the "Bu" generation in Huashan Sect.

As a result, his junior sister, who was ten years younger than him, had actually surpassed him.

The most ironic thing is.

Yue Buqun didn't even bat an eyelid from beginning to end.

It was as if he had known the result long ago.

"Here is the letter from Master Feng Qingyang!"

"Jianzong disciples obey orders!"

Yue Buqun took out Feng Qingyang's letter of surrender from his arms.

"what?"

"Master Feng is in Huashan?"

Feng Buping's emotions were out of control again.

Yue Buqun was too lazy to talk nonsense.

Just fly the letter over.

Feng Buping quickly opened it and checked it.

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi crawled over.

no way.

Feng Qingyang is simply the living legend of the Huashan Sword Sect.

It is the last spiritual pillar in their hearts.

They all felt that if Feng Qingyang had been on the mountain that year, it would be hard to say who would have won.

"It's Uncle Feng's notes."

"The calligraphy is like swordsmanship, and seeing the words is like seeing the person."

Feng Buping's hands trembled slightly.

Cheng Buyou's eyes were a little dazed.

Cong Buqi was simple, as if he had found his backbone.

"You three come together."

"I will defeat you with the Dugu Nine Swords taught by Uncle Feng."

Yue Buqun didn't want to say too much.

First there is the idol’s persuasion to surrender, and then there is absolute suppression by force.

Double suppression.

It is definitely more direct than thousands of words.

"You really……"

Cheng Buyou's face was full of suspicion.

"impossible!"

Cong Buqi shook his head and refused: "Nine Swords of Dugu is Uncle Feng's unique skill, how can I pass it on to you Qi Zong!"

Yue Buqun did not respond, but looked at Feng Buping.

"Please advise."

Feng Buping drew his sword.

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi looked at each other and picked up their swords again.

At this point, they are too lazy to care about the code of conduct, propriety, justice, integrity and shame.

kill!

Feng Buping was the first to draw his sword.

His sword was like a violent storm.

Even Ning Zhongze was frightened by what he saw.

Cheng Buyou is like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, not only vicious but also insidious.

Cong Buqi's sword power was like a landslide, almost concentrating all of his twelve points of strength into this sword.

Three people, three angles.

This will make Yue Buqun lose sight of the big picture.

however.

All Feng Buping and the others saw was a flash of sword light.

The sword light is brilliant, beautiful and complex.

Then their movements stopped.

Because there was a clear bloody wound on their arms.

The wound was not fatal.

But if their hands were even slightly longer than the length of a grain of rice, they would be crippled on the spot.

"Breaking Sword Style!"

Feng Buping's eyes were dim.

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi even threw away their swords.

In the original work.

Feng Buping and the others seemed unable to recognize the Dugu Nine Swords.

This is actually a misunderstanding.

Because Feng Buping and others in the original novel had preconceived notions, they thought that Linghu Chong was practicing the Lin family's sword technique to ward off evil.

There is another more important reason:

They are rebels.

He is a disciple of the Sword Sect who came to seize the throne of the leader and the orthodox position of Huashan.

Once the Dugu Nine Swords are publicly recognized, wouldn't that be tantamount to acknowledging that Linghu Chong is Feng Qingyang's successor and the absolute authority of the Huashan Sword Sect?

How could they save face at that time?

Because of this.

Afterwards, Feng Ping was disheartened and retired again, never to appear in the world again.

"We are convinced."

Feng Buping took a deep breath and said, "We'll go back to Huashan with you."

The leaders all surrendered.

As the younger brother, I naturally have no objection.

"There are also errand runners..."

Yue Buqun smiled.

The rise of the Huashan Sect is unstoppable.

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Huashan.

On the martial arts field.

Yue Buqun and Feng Qingyang were practicing again.

They all used the Dugu Nine Swords.

One is superior because his swordsmanship has touched upon the mystery of the ninth style, and the other is superior because his Zixia Qi is inexhaustible.

Therefore, the two sides played an exciting but evenly matched game.

"Little junior sister."

Feng Buping swallowed his saliva and asked, "Junior Brother Yue, oh no, is it true that the Sect Master hasn't reached the age of thirty yet?"

Yue Buqun’s strength is so subversive.

Not to mention being the best in Huashan.

Looking at the entire world of martial arts, there are almost no people who can match you in the same age group.

Even if we raise the generation level, there are only a few who can compete with Yue Buqun.

"Senior Brother Feng guessed wrong."

"My husband is a few years older than Zhongze, and a full five years younger than my senior brother."

Ning Zhongze said proudly, "My husband will still have many years to go before he reaches the age of thirty."

There are more and more senior brothers in Huashan.