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"What?" Yue Buqun was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Do you know who the other party's head is?" ”

"The disciples inquired and heard that their head was a man named Feng Buping. biquge.info Originally, the disciples thought that they were pretending to be in the name of Huashan and wanted to question them, but they saw that the other party had invited many uncles and brothers from other sects, all of whom were from various sects, and they were not fake. Master, what's going on, when did our Huashan faction have an extra uncle surnamed Feng? Could it be that in addition to our Huashan faction, there is also a Huashan faction. Inbrillo asked.

"Shut up."

Yue Buqun shouted, his face turned purple for a while, and he even looked a little hideous, Ying Bailuo was just a teenager, and it was the first time he saw the expression of the master who was usually elegant and gentlemanly, and he was suddenly frightened, took a step back, but stepped on the threshold, and fell backwards and turned over.

Yue Buqun took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, this news was too shocking, and he couldn't help but lose his temper.

"I see, you go and inform the others at once, come to the hall, I have something to say to you." After all, he was deeply cultivated, but in a moment, he returned to normalcy and commanded in a deep voice.

"Bai Luo, don't go quickly." Seeing that Ying Bailuo was still a little confused, Mrs. Yue hurriedly said.

Bai Luo stumbled out, forgetting even his usual salute.

"Something that doesn't make a fuss." Yue Buqun snorted dissatisfiedly.

"No, is it really Senior Brother Feng that they are doing ghosts?" Mrs. Yue asked with some hesitation.

"Hmph, a few of them are just busy, we didn't take them to heart back then, are we afraid now?" Yue Buqun said with a gloomy face: "But I think that with these few pieces of material alone, I am afraid that they do not have the ability to come up with this kind of trick, there must be someone in it who is making ghosts, and I am afraid that this matter has something to do with that Senior Brother Zuo." ”

"This is also true, if it is just a few of them, I am afraid that they will be confident that they have obtained a few tricks of the Sword Sect, and then go to find some people to make up for the duster, and then come to the door to find fault, and they can't think of this kind of means."

Mrs. Yue nodded and answered.

Whether it is Yue Buqun or Mrs. Yue, they all know how powerful the other party is. You must know that although the strong are respected in martial arts, they are still divided into black and white. Pay attention to the word morality.

If the other party directly knocks on the door, it is not a bad thing, and today's Yue Buqun is definitely the premier master among the "no" generation. Not only does it have Zixia magic skills, but it also has the sword spectrum in the stone cave. Don't say one-to-one, it's one to two, one to three, it's more than enough. But the Sword Sect set up another portal opposite them, but it really stumped them. How can Mengyuan's question be easily resolved?

After gathering a group of disciples except Ling Hu Chong, Yue Buqun took a lot of trouble and appeased the disciples with a set of words, Yue Buqun, who couldn't calm down, returned to the study and practiced calligraphy alone.

"Master."

There was a hurried knock on the door outside the study, Yue Buqun's hand trembled slightly, and a drop of ink fell on the rice paper, turning into a mold ball.

He frowned slightly, the purple qi on his face flashed, and with a rub of his hands, the paper turned into flying ashes.

"Come in."

This time, the fourth disciple Shi Daizi appeared at the door, holding a worship box in his hand.

"The three heroes of Haoqi Alliance Tianji, Tianquan, and Yuheng came to visit the master."

"Oh, got it." Yue Buqun's heart moved, and he hurriedly put down the pen in his hand and said, "You take them to the living room, and I will come right away." ”

On the mountain road to Chaoyang Peak of Huashan, Mengyuan was very unhappy and followed behind the two middle-aged men in front of him, one tall and one short, these two men are one tall and one short, and they complement each other.

Originally, according to Mengyuan's meaning, this trip to Chaoyang Peak was simply an extra move. As long as the manor of the Huashan Sword Sect is completed, it will only take two or three months to follow the business path of the Songshan faction, recruit disciples, and overpower Yue Buqun in the head of the momentum faction. With this buffer, he wants to set up the three people who are uneven, and bring this Huashan Sword Sect into his grasp, although he can't say that he is nine out of ten, but he also has a seven or eight point certainty.

But as the saying goes, if you are not afraid of a god-like opponent, you are afraid of a pig-like companion. It's okay to be uneven, this is not worried, and he never abandons the two of them, but he is definitely not a person who has achieved great things.

Seeing that the villa was about to be completed, the two began to get restless, and kept writing letters to the friends in the former martial arts, not to mention that the villa was a miasma, and they were bound to go to Chaoyang Peak to find Yue Buqun to show off. Feng Buping, the only normal point, was busy receiving guests from other factions, of course he didn't have the effort, so the errand of posting a post to Yue Buqun fell to the two of them, and Mr. Meng unfortunately became an attendant.

Cheng Buxian and Never Abandon were walking in front of them, discussing how to embarrass each other after seeing Yue Buqun, but they didn't know that behind them, Meng Yuan looked at their gaze, and gradually became strange and terrifying.

Huashan Mountain stretches, from Luoyan Peak to Chaoyang Peak, without deliberately using light power, and the three of them also walked for half an hour. Both of them stayed here more than 20 years ago, and now they are revisiting the old place, looking at the dozen or so scattered huts, just like in the past, and their hearts are very uncomfortable.

To the surprise of the three of them, they had already entered the station of the Huashan faction, but they did not see a single disciple, the huge station, empty, as if entering a no-man's land.

"What the hell is that kid doing with Yue Buqun, people? Are they all dead? Cheng didn't worry about looking around, but he didn't see anyone, so there was no door on his mouth.

"Who said there was no one in Huashan?" A crisp voice sounded, and then hula la rushed out of six people at once, and surrounded the three of them in a half-circle, these people were all young people who were less than twenty years old, led by a ten-year-old girl, glaring at the three of them angrily, this girl had beautiful eyebrows and white complexion, but in Mengyuan's opinion, it was just a middle-class posture. What made Meng Yuan a little interested was the long sword with an emerald green scabbard in her hand, although she was separated by a few feet, she could still feel that it was an extremely sharp sword.

"Who are you?" Before Meng Yuan could speak, Cheng Buxian had already asked a question that could be called a genius.

Meng Yuan staggered, and a drop of sweat drooped from his head. Quietly took half a step back, with an expression on my face that I didn't recognize this idiot.

"Who are you, this is my Huashan land, the three of you are sneaky, and you are not good people at first glance." The girl pressed her hand to the hilt of her sword, and her face was guarded.

Cheng Buxian's face sank and said: "What kind of apprentice does Yue Buqun teach, don't you even understand the respect and inferiority of the elders and the young?" ”

"Ahem." Meng Yuan came out from behind Cheng Buxian: "This girl is Uncle Yue's daughter, these two in front of you are Cheng Buxian of the Huashan faction, never abandon Uncle Yue, come to find Uncle Yue, please report to the girl." ”

"It turns out that you are the remnants of the Sword Sect!"

"Qiang"

The faces of the disciples who were looking at Yue Lingshan's horse changed when they heard this, they exchanged glances with each other, and they had already drawn their swords out of their sheaths one after another, surrounding the three of them in the center, and the shaking tip of the sword almost touched the three of them.

"There are no rules, let me discipline you for Yue Buqun." Cheng Buyan was suddenly furious, and in the flash of the sword light, he had already stabbed out six swords in a row, and the sword pointed at the opponent's wrist Shenmen acupoint.

This Cheng is not worried about being a disciple of the Sword Sect, much older than Yue Lingshan and others, although others are straw, their swordsmanship is not bad, and they are far above these young disciples, this sword attack is originally light or heavy, light is just enough, just let the opponent's wrist be numb, and he can't hold the long sword, but if he starts with a heavier hand, he may directly abolish the opponent's sword-holding arm. Cheng was not worried about his anger, and he added force to his hand, but he wanted to directly injure the other party under the sword.

"Oh yes, idiot." Meng Yuan scolded in his heart, if this really made Cheng Buxian abolish Yue Lingshan with one move, this would be a lot of fun, he immediately drew his sword, and swung out the golden goose in the air with a move, blocking Yue Lingshan in front of him.

At the moment when Cheng Buwu took out his sword, a figure flew out and said:

"Why should you be a brother and have the same knowledge as a few children."

This person was three points faster than the voice, just a flash in front of Cheng Buxian, the sword palm was shined, the long sword in his hand was swung out, blocking the sword that never gave up, and the left hand slapped out with a palm, the purple gas was faint, there was the sound of wind and thunder, it was Huashan Yue Buqun himself.

The figures suddenly merged and separated, Cheng Buxian took three steps back, his face was blue and white for a while, and finally he snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood. He just took Yue Buqun's palm, and he had already suffered a lot of internal injuries.

The Huashan Sect also screamed miserably, and a young disciple's long sword fell to the ground, and blood gushed from his wrist, and this hand was clearly useless.

In an instant, one person had already been injured on one side, and a disciple of Huashan Mountain stared at Meng Yuan and the other three, their eyes were full of anger, and even Yue Buqun's face sank like water, and an invisible momentum rushed towards the three of them.

"Senior nephew Yuan, what are you doing?" Mengyuan's side, never gave up but shouted. In such a situation, he was just thinking about Cheng Buxian when he took out the sword just now, Meng Yuan suddenly made a move and blocked a sword that stabbed at Yue Lingshan, and it was precisely because of Meng Yuan's sword that Cheng Buxian only injured one person, but surrounded by the other party, it is also a great style that never gives up to fight in the nest first.

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