Yue Buqun didn't speak, his eyes seemed to look at Huashan through the mountains in the distance, and he smiled bitterly to himself: "Ruthless, affectionate! Hehe, as a teacher, I'd rather you didn't comprehend this!"

Turning his head to look at Ning Zhong, he smiled and comforted: "It's okay! don't worry, Feng'er will definitely be fine." Although it seems to say to Ning Zhong, he is not comforting himself.

"Hmm!" Ning Zhong nodded understandingly, as a pillow person, how could she not understand Yue Buqun's thoughts, but for the sake of Senior Brother An's heart, she had to pretend to believe it, but she couldn't help but say secretly in her heart: "Feng'er! ”

The killing continued, and three hours passed in the blink of an eye, except for a few powerful men with extremely high martial arts and a few Taibao of Le Hou, the rest of the people of the Yama Palace and the disciples of the Songshan faction died under everyone's swords, especially the sword formation of the Huashan faction brought them a lot of casualties.

Gao Genming's big Buddha demon fist has long been used, and with one punch, he punched the big man in the big suit around him away, and his body was like lightning and bullied up, and he didn't stop, and smashed down the big man's chest with one punch.

"Click!"

A sound of bones shattering sounded, the big man sprayed blood, the ribs on his chest shattered in an instant, and he directly dented in, and the whole person flew upside down like a salted fish three feet away, before he fell heavily to the ground, struggled a few times, and fell to the ground and died.

"The breeze blows the willows!"

A clear whistle came, and I saw Tao Jun's long sword shake, and the whole person was like a wisp of breeze across the space in an instant, and the figure appeared directly behind the strong-suited man out of thin air.

"Boom!"

The long sword was returned to the sheath, a drop of blood spurted out from Dahan's throat, Dahan's eyes were wide open, he didn't believe it until he died, he would die in the hands of a junior of the Huashan faction, covering his throat, looking at Tao Jun, opened his mouth, didn't say a word, and fell straight to the ground.

A big man just dodged the oncoming long sword, but in a blink of an eye, he was pierced from behind by a long sword, his eyes opened angrily, endured the pain, turned around and struck a palm on the chest of a disciple of the Huashan faction, shaking it away, looking up to the sky and shouting: "Lao Tzu is not convinced, I want Lao Tzu to be a top master, how can he die under two first-class masters, Lao Tzu is not convinced!"

As soon as the words fell, a long sword pierced through his heart in an instant, and the big man's cry was instantaneous, and his eyes stared at the disciple of the Huashan Sect in front of him, and he wanted to open his mouth, but a stream of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth!

"Old. . . Child.. No... ”

He said three words intermittently, and fell to the ground and died.

Le Hou's figure flashed and just dodged Liang Fa's long knife, and before he could turn around, he was slashed on his back by the cold light that flashed in a blink of an eye, and with the appearance of a bloodstain, he couldn't help frowning, snorted, and couldn't help but pause the pace under his feet.

The long sword was raised and slapped along the oncoming blade, and his left palm turned into a poisonous snake and imprinted towards Liang Fa's chest, and he was about to hit Liang Fa's chest with a palm, but when he saw a trace of disdain flashing on Liang Fa's face, his heart was suddenly shocked.

"Not good!"

The figure stepped back in an instant, but as soon as he took a step back, he felt a sharp knife coming from the corner of his eye, so fast that he didn't even react, and his right ear was cut off with a knife.

"Ahh

A miserable scream came out of his mouth, and he was slashed by Liang Fa in the neck, and his head rose to the sky, falling far away, and he never thought that he would die one day at the hands of two disciples of the Huashan Sect.

As the disciples of the Huashan Sect displayed their might, in the blink of an eye, the powerful men with high martial arts became corpses in the blink of an eye, whether they were first-class realm masters or top realm masters, they all fell under their swords.

Similarly, the performance of the Huashan faction couldn't help but fall into the eyes of the other factions, not only made the heads of the several factions gasp, but even some of the martial arts masters who held their own masters were also looking sideways, they didn't expect that the Huashan faction still had such hole cards, not to mention that Yue Buqun's several personal disciples had already made them feel amazing.

Even some disciples made them tremble, you know, these disciples are all first-class realms, but the Liangyi Sword Formation composed of two people can actually kill a master who is one realm higher than them, which makes them suddenly have a kind of awe from their hearts.

The sun had set in the west, and the sky was gradually darkening at this time, and the shouting and killing on Songshan Mountain had gradually subsided. It wasn't until the group of heroes killed the last big man and the last disciple of the Songshan faction that they gathered together again.

Looking at the scene of Shura Hell on Song Mountain, for a while, everyone had a feeling of rejoicing, if it weren't for the night wind of the Huashan faction that stepped forward and blocked the great elder of the Hell Palace, the highest martial arts, they believed that there would be one of them in these many corpses at this time, and the eyes of Yue Buqun and the disciples of the Huashan faction were full of gratitude when they thought of this.

And some of the heroes who had relatives and friends, and the masters and apprentices who were killed, couldn't help but look up to the sky and cry, and stepped forward to find the bodies of their friends, masters or apprentices.

For a time, it was a dense Songshan Mountain, but at this time, the figure had withered, and there were only about 200 people left in the thousands of people, and the cries and grief and indignation continued to sound on the mountain.

"Amitabha! It's so miserable!" At this time, Mrs. Dingxian walked over, looked at the corpses on the mountain, and silently recited a few Buddha names in her heart, and said to Yue Buqun with unbearability on her face.

"Jianghu! This is the rivers and lakes, for fame and fortune, everyone is constantly fighting, sometimes Yue can't help but think, is this really worth it?" Yue Buqun also looked at the bloody Fengzen platform, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

Although he had experienced such a scene a few times, it was the first time he had seen such a scene where so many masters had died, thinking about how much suffering these people had endured and how tired they had suffered in order to cultivate martial arts, but they died here in the blink of an eye, sometimes he really wanted to ask them, is it really worth it?

"Senior Brother Yue's question is good, sometimes Lao Dao really doesn't understand, why can someone be so desperate for fame and fortune, is fame and fortune really more important than life?"

A face of the fairy wind bones couldn't help but appear a piece of iron blue, you know, today's scene was planned by Zuo Lengchan, such a killing, not only their Taishan faction suffered heavy casualties, but even other factions also suffered a lot of losses, maybe the only one who did not lose was the Huashan faction. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have a hint of envy in his eyes when he looked at Yue Buqun.

Not only did there be such an amazing disciple as Night Wind in the sect, but even a few disciples who were also martial arts and had high skills, and they had gradually approached them, if these people appeared in their Taishan faction, he would probably wake up laughing in his sleep!

"By the way, Senior Brother Yue, what about Master Night Wind's nephew?"

Thinking of the night wind, the head of the Tianmen Dao glanced around, and suddenly found that the night wind was not there, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"Yes, Senior Brother Yue, why is the nephew of the Night Wind Master gone?" Master Dingxian didn't pay attention, but when he heard the words of the Tianmen Daoist, he looked around, but he didn't see the figure of the Night Wind, and couldn't help but ask strangely.

"He's already back to the mountain. Yue Buqun glanced at the two of them, looked at the disciples of Zhonghua Mountain who had gradually come over, and said softly.

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