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"Since this master is the father of this junior sister of the Hengshan faction, he is not an enemy who deliberately came to make trouble, Yuan Moufang is more offended, so please ask the master to go down with me to change clothes. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the Wèn Novel Network biquge.info)"

Meng Yuan put his sword into the sheath and showed the gentle smile he had before when he made money at first sight. But everyone who saw him just now felt a chill in their hearts.

"Damn, it's Lao Tzu's mouth, go, go and drink two glasses with Lao Tzu, and let the Sprinkle family see how much you drink, is it as powerful as your sword." The non-precept monk snorted twice in embarrassment, grabbed Meng Yuan, and walked inside.

Meng Yuan laughed, let him hold his little arm, and led him into the villa, his little arms are really a little harder than a saw, and he is not afraid of what tricks the other party will do, not to mention that the monk who does not quit is a bad person, if he wants to be reckless, it is not a problem for him to make trouble recklessly, and it is difficult to plot for this monk.

"The head of Huashan Qi Sect has arrived."

Not long after Meng Yuan accompanied Bujie and the others to leave, the welcoming disciple at the gate of the villa shouted at the top of his throat.

The guests in the outer hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes looked at the door of the villa.

Isn't it, what a fresh name for "Huashan Qi Sect Yue", what does this mean?

That's right, twenty-five years ago, Huashan was indeed divided into two sects of sword qi, but how long was that? Twenty-five years, let alone twenty-five years, is five years, and all the forces in the rivers and lakes are enough to shuffle the cards once. In the past twenty-five years, all the heroes of the rivers and lakes have only heard about the Huashan faction, how someone from Junzi Jianyue is, and who has heard about the Huashan Qi Sect?

Yue Buqun walked in with a group of ten disciples, namely the eldest disciple Ling Hu Chong, the second disciple Lao Denuo, the third disciple Liang Fa, the fourth disciple Shi Daizi, the fifth disciple Gao Genming, the sixth disciple Lu Dayou, the eighth disciple Ying Bailuo, and the junior sister Yue Lingshan. Among them, the seventh disciple Tao Jun did not come today because he was injured under the sword of Cheng Buwu a few days ago.

Hearing the loud announcement of the disciples at the door, all the disciples from Ling Hu Chong and below were all gloomy, Yue Buqun had a straight face, his fists under the sleeves of his robe were clenched, and he was silent on the surface, but he was extremely angry in his heart.

"Under the Huashan Sword Sect, follow me in a queue to greet Senior Brother Yue of the Qi Sect and a senior nephew." There was a sound of unevenness in the hall.

"No"

Nearly a hundred disciples responded in unison, and according to the earlier arrangement, they came out one after another, one to the left and right, and stood in two columns in a neat row, all dressed in white like snow, and their spirits were flying. It seems to be one hundred and twenty spirits, in contrast, although Ling Hu Chong and the others are neatly dressed, the colors are varied, as soon as these two sides appeared, the Huashan Sword Sect suddenly suppressed Yue Buqun in the façade kung fu.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Buping was in front, Meng Yuan was behind, accompanied by Fei Bin, Lu Lianrong, Yu Jizi, Dingyi and others, and they came out together. Among them, Feng Buping Mengyuan and the two were white, Fei Bin was yellow, Dingyi was black, Lu Lianrong, and Jade Jizi were each wearing red and blue robes, which corresponded to the colors of the five mountains and five elements.

Standing behind Feng Buping, Meng Yuan's eyes did not leave the wind and clear, only to see the old man leaning forward slightly, pressing his hands on the table, his lips trembling slightly, clearly with a agitated look.

Seeing Feng Buping come out to greet him, Yue Buqun squeezed out a smile on his face and said:

"I'm ashamed, in the past few decades since Yue took over the position of the head of Huashan, I didn't know that there were Feng brothers and other characters in Huashan who wandered around in the martial arts, eating and drinking, and experiencing hardships. Speaking of which, it can be regarded as me, the head of the house, who has not fulfilled his heart. But as the so-called ignorant is not guilty, Brother Feng is not too careful. Recently, I heard that Brother Feng had to meet the help of nobles, and he was able to obtain such a foundation after being exiled for half a life, which was finally a great luck in misfortune. ”

"Hehe, Senior Brother Yue is a young man, and he has found a good old man, so it is naturally smooth, and he is much luckier than Feng. How can it be like Feng Mou who has not forgotten to revive his master every day over the years, and has been running around with his disciples for decades, and he has only been able to get his wish until today, and he can comfort my ancestors in Huashan. It's your junior brother Yue, when Feng was in Huashan, I remember that although the characters of the Qi Sect are not as good as the Sword Sect, there are hundreds of disciples, including many masters, how did I hear that the current Huashan Qi Sect is below the junior brother and wife, but there are only more than 20 people, among the disciples, except for the eldest disciple Ling Hu Chong who is barely a figure, the others are mediocre and inactive, I don't know what kind of situation is when Senior Brother Yue worships my Huashan ancestor every year? ”

Yue Buqun's white face was faintly purple gas, although he was profound, but he was by no means a strategic, unpredictable, uneven words, although there was quite a bias, but the second half, but like a sharp sword, pierced into the depths of his heart, of course, he would not know that these words were the instructions of the two "masters" of Mengyuan and Zuo Lengchan, but the words of Feng Buping were excited, and the blood in his heart was churning, and he couldn't answer the words at once. Hurriedly and secretly adjusted the internal breath and drew the qi back to the source.

Also choked with anger by Feng Buping's words were Ling Hu Chong and other disciples, Ling Hu Chong was about to speak, but suddenly saw the two people sitting in the front hall.

"Senior Uncle Feng, Senior Sister Meng, why are the two of them here? Oh, it's not good, I've always suspected that Uncle Feng Tai is a member of the Sword Sect, and now it seems that this is probably the case, how can this be good? And even if I make a move, will I be able to defeat Senior Brother Yuan Meng? ”

Ling Hu Chong's heart was flustered, but Liang Fa, who had the most violent temperament, couldn't help it.

"This senior Feng said that our Huashan disciples are mediocre and incompetent, but I don't know if your Excellency's disciples, whether they have real talent and real learning, or are they vain silver-like wax spear heads, Huashan disciple Liang Fa, which disciple will you ask to sit down and give you some advice?"

When he jumped out, he was unfair, and all the Sword Sect disciples showed a sneering look in their eyes. There is no him, just because this qiē is in the calculation of the two of them in the dream.

In the original work of Xiaoao Jianghu, it was said that the Songshan faction could become the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and its heritage was extremely profound, and in the battle of breaking the temple, Zuo Lengchan sent fifteen first-class masters, each of whom had the power to fight with Yue Buqun. And its disciples, is a lot of talents, although Di Xiu and a few others were killed by the Haoran team, but there are still a lot of outstanding disciples, this time follow Mengyuan, join the Huashan Sword Sect, there are more than 30 people, not only that, Feng Buping three people have not lived in vain in the past few decades, and there are as many as twenty or thirty disciples under him, these people, any one, are more than ten years of martial arts, and can be regarded as a second-rate figure in the rivers and lakes, so although Feng Buping's martial arts barely enter the first-class ranks, but the strength of the middle-level disciples of the Sword Sect, In fact, it is two or three times as much as Yue Buqun's side.

At that moment, Feng Buping glanced at Meng Yuan, and Meng Yuan said with a sense of understanding: "Senior Brother Huang, you go to meet the Qi Sect's senior brother's high moves, today is the master's big day, don't hurt his life." ”

"Yes." Among the group of disciples, there was a young man of twenty-five or sixteen, this person's name was Huang Yi, with a calm temperament, and he was the best among the disciples of Feng Buping's personal lineage, even among the hundred disciples today, he was among the top ten.

This is a duel without suspense at all, Huang Yi is five years older than Liang Fa, the progress speed of the Sword Sect disciples in the early stage is much higher than that of the Qi Sect disciples, and Huang Yi's internal strength is also a little deeper than Liang Fa. So Liang Fa, who jumped out first, completely became a cup on the coffee table, and in just three moves, Huang Yi put the sword on his neck.

"No wonder Master said that the Sword Sect is the authentic Huashan Sect, and the disciples of the Qi Sect are such martial arts, no wonder the style is so weak." This Huang Yi dropped such a sentence and returned to the ranks of disciples.

"Hmph, Chong'er, you go and ask the senior brothers of the Sword Sect for a few tricks." Yue Buqun glared at Liang Fa fiercely, and then stopped Yue Lingshan, who was angry. He knew that today's Yiqiē was probably all in the other party's calculations, just that Huang Yi just now, among his own disciples, only Ling Hu Chong could win the battle.

Ling Hu Chong sighed in his heart, he really didn't want to make a move on such an occasion, whether it was Feng Qingyang or Mengyuan, it brought him a lot of pressure. But in such a situation, he had no choice but to come out, hugging his fist to Feng Buping and saying: "The great disciple of Huashan Linghu Chong asked Uncle Feng for advice.

"I've always wanted to learn from Brother Linghu, Yuan is also my big disciple of Huashan Sword Sect now, so I should be taught Brother Linghu's wonderful swordsmanship."

Meng Yuan smiled slightly and walked out.

Feng Buping laughed and said, "Senior Brother Yue, I heard Ah Meng mention Ling Disciple, saying that he is the most skilled person in your Huashan Qi Sect, and Ah Meng is also the most outstanding disciple in my Sword Sect. So in the confrontation between them, can the junior brother dare to gamble with me in front of my friends here? ”

"Bet on what?" Yue Buqun saw that Feng Buping was aggressive, and shouted in his heart, but in today's situation, how could he show weakness? Thinking of the stone cave on the Jade Girl Peak in the back mountain, he was suddenly full of confidence in Ling Hu Chong in his heart.

"It's nothing, if the apprentice is lucky enough to win over Linghu's nephew, then it means that the junior's Qi Sect lineage is indeed deficient in cultivating junior disciples. On the contrary, it proves that the Huashan Qi Sect is indeed unique, and we will also attach importance to the practice of Qi when we teach our disciples, how about it? ”

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