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

"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.

He would definitely be famous in the world under normal circumstances.

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

Especially the Huashan Sword Meeting three years later.

These two pieces of news spread throughout the world at an extremely fast speed.

It completely overwhelmed the prestige of Shaolin Temple.

The rumor that the sword has returned to Huashan is once again popular.

At this moment, Yue Buqun has become the symbol of Mount Huashan.

This would be the case even if Feng Qingyang came out publicly.

"Ok?"

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

next moment.

Yue Buqun actually jumped.

The whole person glided towards the mountain gate like a golden goose.

Feng Qingyang's eyes moved and he followed closely.

The remaining few people didn't understand why, but they still 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 gate of Mount Huashan.

They were holding babies in their arms.

Not far behind them, there were five masters standing.

"Stop!"

The gatekeeper drew his sword and met the enemy.

I don’t know if it was because of shock or because of serious injuries.

The wife fell down.

But when she was in danger, she still used 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 Mount Huashan.

"The hero of Huashan."

"help me."

The husband begged painfully.

while speaking.

Because the wound was pulled, blood was flowing out.

"My name is Ding Jian, the [One-Word Electric Sword]."

"We are hunting down the traitors of the Demon Cult."

Ding Jian gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, cupped his fists, and explained, "We dare not offend Huashan. Please hand these two demon sect disciples over to us so that we can return and report."

Ding Jian is gentle and elegant.

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

He has become quite famous in the underworld.

It's easy to be convinced.

"nonsense!"

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

"Your father is a disciple of the Demonic Cult."

"You too, of course."

Ding Jian argued: "Mr. Qu, there's no need to quibble here."

If it were somewhere else, he would have rushed in and captured people long ago.

Why would you say so much nonsense?

"Since when can the Demon Cult arrest people at the gate of Mount Hua?"

Yue Buqun floated down like a sword immortal.

As soon as he landed.

Ding Jian turned around and ran away.

He didn't even greet his companions.

Unfortunately, he was still too slow.

Feng Qingyang then fell down, and the place where he landed was right in front of Ding Jian.

No hesitation.

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

The sword came out like lightning across the sky.

Such swordsmanship can frighten the opponent and make him feel timid at first sight.

呲.

Unfortunately, he was facing Feng Qingyang.

An old monster that even Yue Buqun has to respect.

Ding Jian didn't even see Feng Qingyang make a move before his shoulder was hit by a sword.

This is the hand that Feng Qingyang left behind because he had something to ask.

Otherwise, Ding Jian would have been dead by now.

Unfortunately, Ding Jian is very tactless.

Swing the sword a second time.

In an instant, there were flashes of lightning before my eyes.

This time it is more dazzling than before.

It is also more glaring.

then……

Where else can I go?

Feng Qingyang lost his patience and swung his sword in a flash.

Ding Jian lost consciousness.

There is not even a chance to regret.

Feng Qingyang doubted himself and asked, "Are the demon cult minions so powerful now?"

Ding Jian's swordsmanship is good.

At least he can be compared with Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi from a year ago.

"He's not a minion."

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

Yue Buqun made irresponsible guesses.

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

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

"Your last name is Qu?"

"Father is a traitor to the Demonic Cult again."

Yue Buqun guessed, "Are you the son of Qu Yang, the Right Envoy of the Demonic Cult?"

The musician who called himself a sour scholar had a changed face.

His wife hugged the baby tightly and trembled constantly.

"It seems you were right."

Feng Qingyang sighed in his heart when he saw this.

"My father is indeed Qu Yang."

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

Music Master Qu said firmly, "My father has long wanted to retire from society and enjoy playing the zither. However, he was in a difficult position. To prevent us from repeating his mistakes, he has always kept our origins hidden and even forbade us from learning any martial arts from the Demon Cult."

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

Ning Zhongze and others arrived late.

She looked at the baby whose body was stained with the blood of its parents and felt distressed.

"If only I had half of my father's martial arts skills."

"There's no need to be afraid of Ding Jian and the others."

The musician shook his head and smiled bitterly.

But the deal was done, and there was no turning back.

suddenly.

The musician pulled his wife to her knees and kowtowed heavily.

"This is……"

"Please, please save my child."

Without waiting for Ning Zhongze to ask, Music Master Qu told his story: "During the previous battle, my child may have suffered an internal force aftershock and has not woken up yet."

After he finished 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.

Even the fierce battle just now failed to wake her up.

It's really suspicious.

"Although my husband and I are not members of the Demonic Cult, we are not ungrateful and inferior people."

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

"Once the child recovers, we will definitely bring a treasure to thank you all for saving his life."

The musician kowtowed again and begged again.

The expression is sad.

It makes people feel soft-hearted.

"That……"

"Ok."