Three days passed in a flash, and Zhang Yu made an appointment with Feng Qingyang to go down the mountain to find Feng Buping and the three of them. As soon as the day came, several people went straight to the Jade Girl Peak of Huashan.

Huashan, the mountain is steep, the wall stands thousands, the peaks are quite beautiful, and the precipitous is majestic in the world. The Jade Girl Peak is even more verdant with trees, the environment is quiet, and there are many strange flowers and plants that are unknown.

Several people were not weak in light skills, and it only took an hour to go up the mountain. At the foot of the Jade Girl Peak, there is a path leading directly to the top of the mountain, and there are two Huashan disciples guarding the current.

When the two Huashan disciples saw the visitor, they glanced at each other. Immediately, a person ran to the mountain to report to Yue Buqun. Another disciple said with a respectful salute with his fists clenched.

"The master has already instructed, the four of you, please come with me."

After speaking, he took the lead in turning around and walking in front, regardless of whether Zhang Yu and the four of them followed behind him.

Feng Buping and the three of them all turned their eyes to Zhang Yu to see if he had an idea.

Zhang Yu smiled, and felt funny. These three people thought that Yue Buqun was too insidious, and they were afraid that he would set up some conspiracy this time.

"The three senior brothers can rest assured, this time the sword competition can be regarded as a master of Yue Buqun and his wife. No matter what you want to calculate, you can't cook without rice. Let's go, don't let him wait. ”

After listening to Zhang Yu's explanation, the three of them also nodded in agreement.

Several people caught up with the disciple of Nahua Mountain, and followed him to the top of the peak for a short time. Feng Buping, Cheng Bu Worry, and Cong Bu Abandon couldn't help but feel emotional, looking at this strange and familiar place, they were all with nostalgia.

The footsteps did not stop, and they went directly to a platform at the top of the peak. The platform here is more than 100 square meters wide, and there are sparse vegetation around it. Outside the platform are cliffs, and ordinary people will get dizzy when they stand on the edge and look down. There was a stone pavilion in a corner to the east, and the disciples of Huashan were all standing outside the stone pavilion and waiting.

After Feng Buping and the three of them looked at the people in the stone pavilion, they all snorted coldly. On the stone chair in the pavilion sat a middle-aged man with a white and handsome appearance, wearing a brown robe with a slightly feminine temperament, who was none other than Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan faction.

After he saw Feng Buping's four people coming, he stood up. Ning Zhongze, who was sitting beside him, walked over with a smile on his face.

Ning Zhong looked at Yue Buqun's back in front of him, and his eyebrows were full of sorrow and pain. His face is also slightly pale, and he obviously hasn't rested much lately. Those Huashan disciples also followed behind the two of them, and among them, Yue Lingshan and Ling Hu Chong were full of eccentric spirits in their eyes.

Linghu Chong squeezed his eyebrows at Zhang Yu, while Yue Lingshan raised his eyebrows at him. Due to the absence of Xiaolinzi, these two lived very affectionately in Huashan. Like honey blending oil, it becomes more and more intimate.

Some of the other disciples were like great enemies, and some were expressionless. And someone's eyes shone with an inexplicable gaze, and he was thinking about how to destroy this sword competition.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Feng came from afar with three junior brothers, do you want to have a cup of hot tea and rest for a while? You don't call Uncle Shi yet. ”

All the disciples were reluctant and shouted, "Uncle Shi." Only Ling Hu Chong was alone, and when he called Uncle Shi, he nodded and smiled faintly at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu also smiled and gently bowed his hand to him, and the three of them saluted Yue Buqun with an indifferent expression. Feng Buping went straight to the point.

"Senior Brother Yue, I won't say more nonsense. Back then, the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect Jade Girl Peak competed in swords, and we didn't want to argue about who was who. Today, I just want to compete with you again, this time only for the Huashan faction. ”

Yue Buqun pinned his hands behind his back and said lightly. Now he is very confident that he will not be weaker than these people in front of him, regardless of his swordsmanship or internal strength.

"Senior Brother Feng, what do you want to compare?"

Feng Buping continued to continue.

"In this sword competition, the two sides only talk about winning or losing, not life and death. Only three games, two wins in three games, and the winning side is in charge of the Huashan faction. Do you think so? Senior Brother Yue. ”

Yue Buqun's laughter was a little sharp and harsh, as if he was laughing with his throat suppressed. However, all the disciples did not pay attention to this, and were attracted by the result of this sword competition.

"Hahaha, that's exactly what I want. But what if you lose? ”

Feng Buping and the three exchanged glances, and finally transferred to Zhang Yu. Although they had discussed it before they came, they all talked about how to win. I never discussed what it would be like to lose, and it wasn't in the realm of thought. He shrugged helplessly, stood up and said with a smile.

"We've already discussed it. Regardless of whether you win or lose this time, they will be merged into the Huashan faction. So if we lose, we will naturally obey Senior Brother Yue's drive. ”

When Yue Buqun heard it, it was exactly what he wanted. However, in order to maximize his own advantages, he also made a small request.

"You might as well save those troubles, one person from each of us, and we will win or lose, what do you think? Of course, if you don't agree, then I'll teach the three of them swordsmanship. ”

Yue Buqun had already heard that even Zhang Yu, the youngest on the other side, could actually beat Yu Canghai, the head of the Qingcheng faction. And on his side, in addition to his wife, the highest martial artist is Ling Hu Chong. It's okay to deal with some little thieves, and letting him play is like giving people their heads.

Therefore, Yue Buqun could only use words to achieve his own goals.

"Master, how can I bother you to fight alone. Although the disciple is not talented, he is also willing to try it out with several uncles. ”

Ling Hu Chong, who was standing behind Yue Buqun, heard him say this. Immediately opened his mouth to support, and more than a dozen Huashan disciples behind him also pressed the hilt of their swords, looking excited. It seems that as long as Ling Hu Chong shakes his arm, he will rush out. Although Linghu Chong's martial arts are not high, his reputation among the disciples in Zhonghua Mountain is still good.

"Bastard. I'm talking to a few of your uncles, so I don't have the right for you to interject. ”

Yue Buqun was very happy about Ling Hu Chong's assist. The mouth was also perfunctory, and he scolded lightly. In this way, Zhang Yu and the others have to agree if they don't agree, out of face. Otherwise, it will really become a big bully for the small, relying on the strength of the crowd to win.

Zhang Yu shrugged his shoulders and smiled indifferently on his face. Originally, it didn't matter about these, there was only one ending anyway.

"Then come according to Senior Brother Yue's proposal, I will come from our side, you are afraid that Senior Brother Yue will appear in person."

Yue Buqun saw that it was Zhang Yu who appeared, and he was secretly happy in his heart. kept praising Zhang Yu, but in fact, he felt that this was stable. Although I don't know why it's not the strongest Feng Buping on the field. But he's already learned that, and whoever plays has only one result.

"Since it was Senior Brother Zhang, he naturally came in person for his brother. The junior brother is a young talent, and he can actually defeat the Qingcheng faction Yu Guan Master, which is really young and promising. ”

Zhang Yu raised his hand lightly to Yue Buqun, intending to call Feng Qingyang out first.

"Wait, Senior Brother Yue. In this sword competition, I also invited a senior master to be a notary. ”

Yue Buqun frowned, and said in his heart, could it be that this was still the helper invited by their Sword Sect. They have just reappeared, where to ask for help. When I think of my own strength, I don't think it matters. He smiled and spoke.

"I don't know if it's the senior? Isn't Mo the Master of Fang Zheng of the Vulture Temple? ”

Zhang Yu shook his head and directly used his internal force to say loudly. The sound wave then spread out and slowly spread from the summit.

"Uncle Feng, it's time for you to come."

When Yue Buqun heard the title of Uncle Feng, his brows furrowed even tighter. He is the only one who can make them call Uncle Feng.

Sure enough, not long after the sound dissipated, I saw a white shadow on the peak in the distance. is "floating" over at a fast pace.

Those Huashan disciples also noticed the white shadow, and when the white shadow got closer, they found that it was an old man with white hair, white beard, and white clothes who was flying over with light skills.

"Wind! Clear! Yang! ”

The corners of Yue Buqun's mouth spit out three words, and his face was very ugly. Although he practiced that swordsmanship, he did not arrogantly think that he was a clear opponent. I'm afraid that this sword contest will be ...... Trouble.