"Second senior brother, there are two fireworks in a row on the back mountain, and there are four people coming up."

"Let Senior Brother lead the team to support Uncle Cong, and let my father support Master and them."

Feng Buping sat at the pass at the junction of Siguo Cliff and Qianshan, and beside him, there were six dart masters who were all above the second rate.

During dinner today, he had already received the news that in addition to Mu Gaofeng and Qinghai Yixiao, there were five or six first-class masters with similar skills to them, who intended to break into Huashan.

They didn't know their plans, they had already been eavesdropped on by the underground Huashan disciples, and they thought that what they had done was seamless.

Seeing the names one by one, Feng Buping's heart was full of excitement, but he was a little worried.

With the addition of the Huashan faction, there are only four first-class masters, can they resist it?

As for the clear wind, he was not counted among them. He knew that this uncle's martial arts were unfathomable, but he didn't think he could be much better than himself.

He was worried that as soon as Huashan showed signs of revival, it would suffer another major blow.

How much he hated Yue Buqun at the beginning, how much he loved the Huashan faction.

"Uncle Shi, I found a climbing figure, I can't see clearly, but the figure is not high, like a wooden peak."

"Okay, I'll meet him."

The four walls of Huashan are extremely tough, and there are dozens of zhang high stones everywhere, even if the East is undefeated, it can only go up the mountain along a specific route.

Yue Buqun stood near the abyss, looking at the blurred night, and couldn't help but feel excited.

When he was young, the Huashan faction had a brief period of glory, and since then it has been worse year after year.

He had not experienced the most glorious time of the Huashan Sect, but what he had heard since he was a child was the glory of the Huashan Sect when he was the leader of the Wuyue Alliance and fought against the Demon Sect head-on.

The Ten Elders of the Demon Sect lost eight of them in the Huashan Sect at one time, and their vitality was greatly damaged, and of course, the Huashan Sect gradually declined after that.

After he became the original head of the Qi Sect, Yue Su, he was determined to restore his grandfather's original prestige since he was a child.

However, the battle of sword qi caused the Huashan faction to decline completely, and the Huashan faction could only survive in the cracks, and the day was precarious.

Since accepting Lin Pingzhi as a disciple five years ago and turning the Fuwei Dart Bureau into a vassal of the Huashan faction, the Huashan faction has finally come out of the quagmire.

Today, the first generation of inner disciples has not grown up, but in a few years, the Huashan faction will never be as secretive as it is now.

"Master, I found the figure of a owl in Qinghai."

Yue Buqun smiled and said, "You just need to monitor the road up the mountain everywhere, and leave this Qinghai to me." ”

Unlike Feng Buping, who was a little worried in his heart, Yue Buqun was full of confidence in himself.

In the past five years, he has not cared about everything, except for occasionally instructing his disciples to practice, and has been carefully figuring out the unique learning of various factions.

In the cave of Siguo Cliff, there are not only the peerless schools of the Wuyue Sword Sect, but also the imprints left by the eight elders of the Demon Sect, five of which are first-class swordsmanship comparable to the peerless schools of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

Although Yue Buqun now does not dare to claim to be invincible in the world, after all, there is an uncle in the back mountain who does not know the details, but he thinks that in this world, he can only compare with him by a palm.

Qinghai was a hero, and he didn't look down on him in the first place, and now he doesn't take him seriously.

In the night, Yue Buqun stood quietly under the tree, waiting for the figure to come up, but he heard a long howl with panic not far away......

This is not the voice of Senior Brother Feng, then, it should be the peak of the Saibei Ming camel wood.

Huashan Jiugong, Zixia first.

Long-term practice of Zixia Gong will make the ears and eyes very sharp, not only self-healing, but also the internal injuries of others.

While listening to the sound of the fight between Feng Buping and Mu Gaofeng in the distance, he paid attention to the movement of a young man in Qinghai ascending the mountain.

With his ears and eyes, he would never let a person go up the mountain and disturb the disciples.

Feng Buping stood at the cliff of Siguo, and when the climbing figure finally came up, he drew his sword and made a move without waiting for him to breathe a sigh of relief.

For Mu Gaofeng, who became famous quite early, he was not careless, and his first move was the Huashan Peerless Death Serial Three Immortal Sword.

This move is one of the mastery of the Huashan faction, and there are only three sword moves, so that the time is struck out in a row, and it is done in one go.

At the beginning, the head is slashed, and if the opponent leans away from the dodge, he turns the long sword in a circle and slashes horizontally at the waist.

If the opponent can still avoid it, he is bound to jump over the sword, and the long sword will fight back and stab the opponent in the back of the heart.

If the other party does not have eyes behind him, it is difficult to dodge.

Mu Gaofeng didn't dare to fight with the Huashan faction on the mountainside, and took advantage of the Huashan people to deal with Qinghai Yixiao, sneak attacked Cong Bu Abandon, let Cong Bu abandon his body and break up.

Climbing all the way, even if he has deep skills, he is tired and out of breath.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I came up, before I could stand firm, there was a sneak attack by a master.

Feng Buping's swordsmanship is exquisite, and Mu Gaofeng's skills are profound, but as soon as he came up, there was an abyss behind him, and he had no way to hide, so he could only use his hunchback to block a sword and open his figure.

He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, shocked and frightened. "Who is Your Excellency? Sneak attacks are not heroes. ”

Feng Buping has the advantage of one move, and his fear of Mu Gaofeng is greatly reduced. "I have long heard that the peak of camel wood in Saibei Ming is ugly, hunchbacked, making a camel sword, although the martial arts are high, the character is quite low, tending to be inflammatory, seeing the wind and making the rudder, very disregarding faith.

He is notorious, insidious and vicious, narrow-minded, and claims to never trade at a loss. Why do you want to talk to me about righteousness and morality today? ”

Mu Gaofeng originally thought that his whereabouts were secretive, but he was unexpectedly identified as soon as he came up.

Knowing that his whereabouts were being watched, he was greatly suspicious in his heart, and he already had the intention of retreating.

Although he couldn't see who was in the night, he leaned on the mountain rock to breathe his luck, and gasped: "The Huashan faction is a famous and decent family, and I have offended a lot today, and now I have not hurt the people of Huashanmen, and I hope that Your Excellency will let me leave, and the well water will not interfere with the river water." ”

Feng Buping laughed and said: "Dare to break into the mountain tonight and watch my Huashan cheats, it's not a pity to die." Come on! ”

One hundred and eight style wind and sword swirl out, and the sword light enveloped Mu Fengfeng.

This set of wind fast sword is Feng Buping's fifteen years of seclusion in the deep mountains and created a proud swordsmanship, the sword momentum emitted a faint wind sound, the sword move is as fast as a sword, and the wind stirred up is getting stronger and stronger, and the power is great.

As soon as Mu Gaofeng received the move, he felt that the momentum emitted from the opponent's sword blade gradually expanded, only to feel that the cold was pressing, and his face and hands were faintly painful by the wind.

However, the internal force of the seal is insufficient, and Mu Gaofeng uses the camel sword to resist with force, and does not fall into the wind for the time being.

The swordsmanship of the Tempest Fast Sword is not only exquisite, but also the momentum on the sword is fierce, one move after another, not to win with sword moves.

The opponent is like a small boat in the hundred zhang waves, the wind is angry, the waves are like mountains, one after another monstrous white waves rush towards the boat, the boat goes up and down with the waves, and finally the waves are swallowed.

Feeling the increasing pressure, Mu Gaofeng had nowhere to hide, and said angrily: "Don't leave a way for a certain life, don't blame a certain ruthless person!" ”

Feng Buping smiled: "It's just waiting for your dog to jump off the wall in a hurry......"

In the darkness, another disciple said, "Uncle, two more people have come up from the mountain." Let us help you. ”

Feng Buping didn't have time to speak, only heard a few sounds of wind passing by, and Mu Gaofeng snorted, his swordsmanship was chaotic, and he obviously had a few hidden weapons on his body.

Mu Gaofeng desperately burst out with the internal force of his whole body, and let out a long roar. Tonight's battle was extremely humiliating.

Before he could calm down, he was attacked by a sneak attack, and after just a dozen moves with his opponent, he was injured by a hidden weapon again, and his swordsmanship and his poison had not yet had time to be used.

Now that he is seriously injured, there is only one way to die if he remains here.

At this time, he couldn't care about the cheats, he didn't care about the height of the cliff, so he forced Feng Buping to take two steps back, and when he jumped, he wanted to jump down the cliff.

Jumping, there is still a chance to live, stay here, there is no chance at all.

However, the people of the Huashan faction had already taken precautions, and as soon as the seal was uneven, four hidden weapons from different directions shot directly at the black shadow.

Mu Gaofeng let out a muffled grunt and fell to the ground.

Feng Buping sighed, feeling that it was not enjoyable at all. However, there are still masters going up the mountain in the back, and there should still be a chance to make a shot.

Seeing a slender figure jumping onto the stone platform, quietly looking around and listening, Yue Buqun walked out from behind the tree and said with a smile: "I didn't see Brother Fan appear at the opening ceremony of the Huashan faction, but I didn't want to see Brother Fan here." ”

Qinghai Yixiao's body tensed suddenly, and he looked at Yue Buqun in the night. "Master Yue?"

Yue Buqun took two steps forward, a gentle smile on his face. "Brother Fan, don't come unharmed."

Qinghai Yixiao was shocked when he saw the head of the Huashan faction waiting here. "If I go down the mountain at this time, can Master Yue make it convenient?"

Yue Buqun said with a smile: "Twenty years ago, Zai Xia and Humble Jing met Your Excellency Daozuo at Yumen Pass, regardless of superiority, over the years, I have been hoping to compete with Brother Fan again, but Brother Fan wants to disappoint me?" ”

A man in Qinghai is an apprentice of the notorious cult figure "Tabula rasa", and as the saying goes, if there is a teacher, there must be an apprentice. His character is inferior, his words and deeds are almost scoundrels, and he is an out-and-out cult figure.

This time the opening ceremony of the Huashan faction, he came to the Huashan faction in disguise, but the disciple who eavesdropped discovered his identity.

Seeing that Yue Buqun was aggressive, he didn't care about being in danger, so he took the lead in making a move.

With the hat in his left hand, he slashed down towards the top of Yue Buqun's head.

Yue Buqun had fought with him before, and knew that his moves were strange and his internal strength was profound.

He didn't parry, his right hand slashed the empty palm, and with a little left hand, the Qinghong Sword jumped out of the sheath and jumped into Yue Buqun's right hand.

Qinghai Yixiao only felt the strength of his body, and the hat immediately turned into pieces, and he couldn't help but take a step back. "Zixia's divine skills really live up to its reputation, and the head of Yue's family has deep internal strength."

Yue Buqun smiled and said, "Please also ask Brother Fan to appreciate my Sky Sword Technique again......"

"Sky Sword?"

"This is a self-created swordsmanship, the sword is invisible, it seems to be nothing, it seems to be real and virtual, and it seems to have not changed. Just like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace to be found. ”

Qinghai Yixiao took the lead in pulling out his long sword and stabbed it, and said with a smile: "Master Yue's kung fu is bragging about it...... Ah......h

Seeing that Yue Buqun was still a few steps away, but Qinghai Yixiao's chest was cold, and he didn't know when, a long sword passed through his heart.

He fell to the ground with his back to the sky, and muttered in his mouth: "Rapid Sky Sword Technique...... The name is not ...... Imaginary ......"

Before the voice fell, he stopped breathing.

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