Huashan, the sword qi rushed to the sky on the sword test lawn in front of the gate.

At this moment, corpses are everywhere.

Huashan sword school has the reputation of sword out of Huashan.

In the world of martial arts, the world's martial arts come out of Shaolin.

Huashan can get the reputation of a sword out of Huashan, which shows that the strength is extraordinary.

But at the moment.

On the huge sword test floor, one figure after another fell to the ground in despair.

Blood stained his eyes red.

Broken swords are everywhere.

is the same person, but life and death face each other, and it is difficult to distinguish between killing.

The huge sect is full of corpses, the elders are dead and wounded, and they are decaying in a blink of an eye.

I don't know if these Huashan seniors will regret seeing this withering scene before they die.

However, no one knows whether Huashan's predecessors regret it or not.

Li Bubai is regretful, confused, and at a loss at the moment.

He stared blankly at everything in front of him.

What is this place?

What about my seven little sisters?

There was a mess in his head.

Suddenly, he was held into his arms by a pair of bloodstained hands.

On the sword test floor where the corpses were all over the field, blood flowed, and a young man in white was ten years old, and he was held in the arms of an old man who had vicissitudes of life.

The old man had eight long swords stuck in his chest, and blood gushed out from his mouth like a drunken drunk.

He couldn't make it.

looked at the child in front of him worriedly: "No, you, you must pass on my Huashan Sword Sect, the master is most at ease with my Huashan......"

Huashan?

This is Huashan faction?

So, I crossed over to martial arts?

Li Bubai, who finally regained a trace of composure, had a useful brain.

He grabbed a glimmer of useful information and began to deduce.

"Looking at this situation, it can't be a sword qi battle, right? I'm gone, I'm dead. ”

"Huashan...... Yue Buqun...... Songshan faction ......"

"This is the smiling proud rivers and lakes? I actually came to the world of martial arts. ”

Li Bubai was shocked, his dark eyes looked around smartly, but he saw corpses all over the field, and he was the only living person.

"Dead? What about Yue Buqun? What about Ning Zhongze? ”

Li Bubai was puzzled.

That's when it happened.

The old man in front of him coughed: "It's not in vain, my Huashan is not as good as in the past." After the teacher leaves, you will tell the martial arts, close Huashan, when the martial arts have improved, when to walk the rivers and lakes again, and strengthen Huashan. ”

As he spoke, the old man's eyes trembled and he glanced around, and a trace of grief, resentment, and inexplicable regret flashed in the depths of the pain.

"Huashan, you are the only one left...... In the future, you will be the head of my Huashan, you must protect yourself, if you are here, Huashan is there. No, live well, don't be rash, everything is important to Huashan......"

Am I the head of Huashan?

So Yue Buqun is dead?

The corners of Li Bubai's mouth twitched, looking a little happy and a little overwhelmed.

To be honest, he was a little afraid of Yue Buqun.

If this kind of old conspirator, a character who is ruthless to others and ruthless to himself, live, Li Bubai feels that he will die at the hands of the other party sooner or later.

After all, Yue Buqun was from the Qi Sect, and he had a lot of opinions about the Sword Sect.

As an orphan of the Sword Sect, if he dangles in front of Yue Buqun every day, he may choke to death when he drinks saliva.

On the pit, he drowned inexplicably.

However, after a flash of surprise in Li Bubai's heart, there was a deep uneasiness.

A guy like himself who doesn't understand intrigues and tricks, can he fight the Songshan faction and the intrigues on the rivers and lakes?

He frowned tightly, his mind was full of Yue Buqun's decades of caution, pretending to be depressed, and exhausting calculations in order to revitalize Huashan.

But, even so.

Even if it's Yue Buqun.

In the end, he also ended up in disrepute.

This kind of character does not have a good death.

I am a novice, an abandoned house in modern society that eats and waits for death, can I afford this kind of big responsibility?

After analyzing these things, Li Bubai's heart became complicated.

When watching TV, I always felt that Yue Buqun was ruthless and cunning, and I was disgusted in my heart.

But when I think about it at the moment, I suddenly feel that it is not easy for the other party.

Not to mention anything else, just taking on the responsibility of Huashan is not something that ordinary people can afford.

At least, Li Bubai is unwilling to take on it.

He made up his mind that he would pack up some martial arts cheats later, turn around and run.

Find a small mountain village where no one can find to practice martial arts well, and then deceive a few Oiran to invite officials or ladies to show off, establish a mountain villa in a small mountain village, and live a lifetime of leisure.

Just when Li Bubai was thinking nonsense.

The old man in front of him suddenly stared at him, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was serious and anxious, he grabbed Li Bubai's shoulders and shook it: "Bubai, promise me." ”

Li Bubai came back to his senses all of a sudden, looking at the cheap master's demeanor, his heart softened, and he nodded again and again: "The disciple agreed, the disciple agreed." Master, the disciple must live well, the people are here, and Huashan is there. The disciple will live well, not to be competitive, not to show off his might, and the disciple is the most capable of staying at home. ”

After saying these words in one breath, I felt a sense of relief.

Li Bubai said, anyway, I am the head of Huashan, I am alive, and Huashan is here.

As for whether it is a megatron or not, what does it matter.

It's good that Huashan hasn't been extinguished.

Hearing Li Bubai's words, a hint of relief flashed in the old man's eyes: "Okay, good boy, I'm very glad to be a teacher, I met you at the foot of the mountain three days ago, if not, I will ...... Huashan It's broken. ”

Li Bubai's face stiffened when he heard this, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

Thief God.

You asked Lao Tzu to come over three days early.

Lao Tzu said that he wouldn't go up the mountain at all.

Even if you go up the mountain, you have to wait for Yue Buqun to inherit the head of the sect and apprentice, and just be a big disciple and wait for death.

It's good now, because of me, Yue Buqun is dead, and Ning Zhong is dead.

I'm the only one left in Huashan.

I had to run.

Li Bubai wanted to cry without tears, and he intuitively told himself that Yue Buqun died because of his butterfly effect.

There is also the senior sister who has never met and is said to be captivating the country......

It's a little bit of a pity.

"Live."

The old man looked at Li Bubai's suddenly sad face, and felt relieved in his heart. This kid is really a benevolent and affectionate person.

Although he has only been apprenticed for three days, he is already so attached to the old man.

I, Huashan, will definitely be passed on in the hands of this child.

Smack.

He put his hands on the ground and closed his eyes in relief.

Li Bubai was stunned, his heart suddenly empty, and he opened his mouth, wanting to cry and show filial piety.

However, I couldn't cry.

At this moment, a mournful cry came.

"Master...... Ah, master......"

I'm Cao!

Li Bubai's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at the place where the voice came from.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

Seeing the sword qi rushing into the sky, a young man and a young girl hugged an old man and cried bitterly in grief.

Mud horses.

Li Bubai was cold, stood up, turned around and wanted to run.

But with a loud bang, he kicked a broken sword.

The crying stopped abruptly.

A pair of blood-red eyes looked over: "Sword Sect thief ......"

Four words.

It's like squeezing out of your teeth.

It sounds bloody and chilling.

Li Bubai's face was snow-white: what about the butterfly effect.