As soon as Wang Chan's words fell, Yue Buqun's face sank. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yue Lingshan directly pulled out the long sword in his hand and stabbed it towards Wang Chan's chest.

In the rivers and lakes, the plaque of a sect represents the dignity of this sect. Therefore, as soon as Wang Chan's words came out, even if Yue Buqun's qi cultivation kung fu was good, he would inevitably change color, not to mention the fledgling Yue Lingshan.

Wang Chan stepped forward with an arrow, grabbed the hilt of the long sword in Yue Lingshan's hand with his backhand, and didn't look at it with his eyes. Yue Lingshan's pretty face turned cold, and she wanted to pull out her sword again, but found that she couldn't pull it out no matter how hard she tried.

"This kid is so handsome, daughter, is this the lover you talk about every day, he has a good vision, and he has the demeanor of a father when he was young. The monk exclaimed.

Yi Linqiao's face flushed, waved her hand continuously, and explained: "It's not him, Brother Linghu is the one over there." ”

The unprecepted monk looked in the direction pointed by Yilin, his face trembled, and he smiled: "You think about it day and night, thinking about this Ling Hu Chong, I just say how to be a tall hero, but it turned out to be a little puss lying on the ground pretending to be dead, being bullied and unable to fight back." I don't want this sick man to be my son-in-law. Let's ignore him, I look at the kid very well, he looks handsome, and his skills are not bad, you can marry him, daughter. ”

After listening to the words of the non-precepting monk, Yilin was anxious and angry, and said, "...... What son-in-law is not a son-in-law, if you talk nonsense again, I will be angry. ”

"Okay, I won't say it, I won't say it, but that kid is really good, or you can think about it again, daughter. The monk laughed loudly.

And Ling Hu Chong, who was on the side, was very angry when he heard that the monk who did not quit scolding himself as a "sick man" and "pus", and said: "Great monk, who do you say is the sick man, who do you say is the pus?"

As he spoke, he was about to draw his sword and reason with the non-precepted monk, but he was stopped by Yue Buqun, and he saw that it was already very reluctant for Ling Hu Chong to stand in this physical state, let alone fight with people.

Yue Buqun took a step forward, looked at Wang Chan, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know where my Huashan faction has offended this young man, even if the young man says it, if there is really something wrong with my Huashan, I will personally apologize to you here." ”

Wang Chan let go of his right hand, looked up at Yue Buqun, and said with a smile: "Huashan really doesn't have a place to be sorry for me, it's just that I borrowed this plaque to be useful." Since the head of Yue has already prepared to move to refuge, he must not care. ”

"We sent down the mountain to go to Songshan to talk to the leader of the Left League, where does this refuge start, if Shaoxia insists on doing this, then first ask Yue about the sword in someone's hand. ”

I only heard a soft sound of "clang", and the long sword in Yue Buqun's hand was unsheathed.

Gentleman's sword, humble and polite, indomitable.

In the face of this menacing sword, Wang Chan didn't even look at it, he didn't even bother to unsheath the knife, and raised it casually, which happened to be stuck in the most uncomfortable seven inches of Yue Buqun's sword.

Yue Buqun's heart froze, knowing that he had met an opponent, he didn't dare to be careless at the moment. Yue Buqun's steps became faster and faster, and he began to rotate rapidly around Wang Chan, and the long sword in his hand kept stabbing out, and every time he went around a circle, he stabbed out more than ten swords, and each sword was the pinnacle of Huashan swordsmanship today.

And Wang Chan stood in place, looking calm and relaxed, Yue Buqun stabbed every time, Wang Chan raised the knife casually, Yue Buqun turned behind him, he didn't turn around, just waved the knife to protect the heart. Yue Buqun's sword became faster and faster, but Wang Chan only defended and did not attack.

Yue Buqun turned faster and faster, as if he turned into a circle of green shadows, revolving around Wang Chan, the sound of swords intersecting was too fast, and it was already a continuous sound from the previous and the next, no longer clanging, but into a continuous long sound. Several people watching the battle from the sidelines were shocked on the spot, Yilin and Yue Lingshan didn't need to say much, and the non-precepted monk was completely shocked by the scene in front of him, thinking of what he said before, he only felt that his old face was red.

Of course, the most shocking thing present was Ling Hu Chong.

"How does he know all the flaws and loopholes in my Huashan swordsmanship, could it be that he has also seen the murals on the stone cave in the back mountain?"

"If Master Yue only has this ability, then I will accept this plaque of Huashan today. The corners of Wang Chan's mouth raised slightly, and he chuckled.

At this time, Yue Buqun's face was already covered with sweat, and since he took over as the head of Huashan, he had never been so powerless as he was today, as if he had returned to the dark years when the two sects of Huashan Sword Qi were fighting and were powerless to control his life. However, he was Yue Buqun after all, and he quickly threw all the negative emotions into his mind, took a deep breath, and his face was full of purple gas.

"Zixia Divine Skill!" Yue Lingshan said in surprise.

Huashan Nine Gong, the first Zixia. It's no wonder that Yue Lingshan was so surprised when she saw it, among the people present, she and Yilin had the worst kung fu, they didn't see the situation clearly at all, and thought that their father would be free to sacrifice the big move.

However, Yue Buqun, who was the party concerned, had a dignified face, and applied the Zixia Divine Skill to the long sword in his hand, and the narrow blade immediately revealed a purple intent.

Yue Buqun stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the whole person flew up, and the long sword in his hand went forward, stabbing Wang Chan in the chest.

In such a short period of time, Yue Buqun had fully interpreted the Huashan swordsmanship, but he was still broken by Wang Chan one by one. He knew in his heart that it would be impossible to win in sword moves, so he used the most basic move in Huashan's swordsmanship, "Youfeng Laiyi", and pinned all his hopes on his Zixia divine skills. Yue Buqun believed that even if Wang Chanda started practicing martial arts from his mother's womb, his internal strength would not be stronger than him.

With a choking thud, the bloody knife came out of its sheath.

Wang Chan raised his eyes to look at Yue Buqun who was flying over, holding the hilt of the knife in his right hand and pointing forward in the air, a fierce killing intent came out of his body.

The next moment, I saw a bloody light rise.

The bloody knife in Wang Chan's hand slashed down, and he slashed directly at Yue Buqun with an indomitable momentum.

Before the blood knife arrived, Yue Buqun only felt a chill all over his body, and at this moment, he actually had a trace of cowardice in his heart. Before the battle, the power of Yue Buqun's sword had already dissipated by more than half.

"Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood. Yue Buqun suddenly had this thought in his heart, he was in mid-air, he suddenly flew to the side out of thin air, but unfortunately it was too late, the blood flashed, Yue Buqun's entire right arm was directly cut off, and the hot blood spilled all over the ground.

Of course, it is much better than being directly split in half, Yue Buqun endured the pain, grabbed Yue Lingshan who was standing aside, shouted "go", and flew down the mountain quickly.