Although this Yue Buqun Zixia Divine Skill is not proficient, his internal strength is also profound, and he can rank in the top ten in the first line in the righteous path.

In this era, most of the so-called heroes are skilled in skills and neglect the foundation.

It's not that there are people with strong internal strength, but they are generally super first-line figures, such as Fang Zheng Monk, Chongxu Dao Chang, Let Me Go, Yue Buqun is not among them.

If you encounter some second-rate good players who attack them, you must also drink hatred.

It is most appropriate to pick him to measure the level of martial arts today, and what position he can rank in the rivers and lakes.

And this is the third reason for Wen Hong.

"Wen Hong! What the hell are you going to do! ”

Yue Buqun was shocked and angry, his internal force was running, his feet were strong, and the whole person flew up, and he wanted to get out of the siege of all the Taoist priests.

But what is the best way to get out of it?

Wen Hong saw that as soon as Yue Buqun's feet left the ground, his big hand grabbed it, and he reached out like a lightning bolt and grabbed his right leg.

The five fingers were like claws and hard buckles, and they suddenly dragged them with force, and then they dragged them to the ground and slammed them fiercely.

Ping Pong!

Tables, chairs, cups and teapots......

All of them were swept away by Wen Hong with Yue Buqun and shattered to the ground.

The power is unforgiving.

Wen Hong didn't give Yue Buqun a chance to fight back, so he first unloaded the sword at his waist and threw it seven or eight zhang away.

Turning over and sitting on his hips, the whole person rode on him unelegantly, and three old fists hit his head, heavy and urgent, I am afraid that a big crockpot filled with water can be easily shattered.

Suddenly, Yue Buqun's face was as if he had opened a soy sauce shop, his head tilted to one side, and his eyes were full of stars.

Bang bang bang!

It was as if the piling laborers were driving bridge piles there, and Wen Hong opened his bow left and right, punching hard.

The Taoist priests on both sides glanced at it a few times, and turned their heads quite reluctantly, saying that Tianzun was guilty of sin.

After all, his martial arts foundation is different from Yue Buqun, and the time for internal force cultivation is short, so he can only seize the opportunity, be ruthless, and play an advantage.

"Ahh

Yue Buqun screamed, his mouth gurgling, some teeth were knocked out, and he had a mouthful of blood.

As the old saying goes, if you are afraid of being young and strong, you will beat the master to death.

Wen Hong is called a young man, and his fist is called a heavy. The flesh punch is comparable to the collision of a galloping horse, and the mud and tile wall will be punched out of a hole.

Yue Buqun couldn't stand it.

He is still conscious now, and he can be regarded as having deep internal strength and profound martial arts.

Boom!

Wen Hong flew up, and his legs were poked together, and he broke off the joints of Yue Buqun's limbs, dislocated them, and he couldn't stand up for a while, and he couldn't hold a sword.

fell to the ground and bowed lightly to Yue Buqun in a pool of blood.

"Concession."

Yue Buqun looked at the person in front of him with confused eyes, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say anything.

His head was tilted, his eyes were closed, and he fainted.

Don't talk about martial arts!

This guy doesn't talk about martial arts, and he can't bully me!

"Carry Master Yue down, take good medicine, and tomorrow we will go up the mountain, and merge the Huashan Sword Sect first."

There was a small Taoist child who understood it, took out a plain white handkerchief, handed it over, and ordered a few young men to carry people away.

A few more people were called up and the venue was cleaned up.

The broken tables, chairs, benches, teacups and teapots were all cleaned and replaced with a new set.

Wen Hong took the white handkerchief, wiped the blood off his hands, sat back on his head, looked down at everyone, and said, "What do you think about this?" ”

Fellow Daoists, look at me, I'll look at you, the last sixty-year-old Taoist walked out.

He said: "The refiner's thoughts, we can't figure it out.

Xiyue Temple has always been the same transcendent thing as the rest of the Yue Temple, and the ten elders of the Demon Sect have never disturbed us when they went up the mountain.

Now the refiner, you want to join Huashan and make a big alliance. Could it be that he wants to meddle in the troubled waters of the rivers and lakes and go through the red dust? ”

Wen Hong squinted his eyes slightly, feeling the Huanyu Pearl.

He knocked Yue Buqun to the ground, and he did absorb a lot of energy.

But this matter is still covered in the Xiyue Temple, Huashan does not know, the rivers and lakes do not know, so the value has not been squeezed clean.

However, this incident does prove his idea.

As long as it disturbs the world, it is good to absorb energy, and after accumulating enough, you can do it again.

Thinking of this, Wen Hong nodded: "I have this idea." ”

Lao Dao said again: "What is the idea of a refiner? Can you talk to a few people in the poor road? Xiyue Temple has not asked about mundane things for many years, and once it changes, there must always be a reason to accept it. ”

This is the person in the temple prison, and the highest internal cultivation is also this person, and no one can beat it.

And Wen Hong's identity is quite prestigious in Xiyue Temple, but no one questioned and refuted it, but he just wanted to ask for a reason.

"Yes."

Wen Hong's eyes rolled, and a thought came out of his heart, and said: "This rivers and lakes are in turmoil, you sing and I will appear, it's too chaotic." Now what Dongfang is undefeated and ascended to the position of the leader of the Demon Sect, appointed Yang Lianting as a tongue, and did a lot of evil things.

Far from it, the twenty-four thieves in Huayin came out of the Demon Sect, robbing houses and houses, seizing temples, and doing less? ”

The Taoist priests nodded, but they agreed with what Wen Hong said.

"In recent years, there have been a lot of changes, the Demon Sect is not the master of the Central Plains Etiquette Law, all of them are cold and jealous, and there are evil demons who eat people. Do you think that in the past, we could easily stay out of it?

It's not for nothing that the little sect that has been destroyed! ”

Wen Hong talks about facts, reasoning, and a bloody reality.

Righteous villains and demons?

Hehe.

Please don't act individually in groups!

The hero in the Demon Sect, that is he is a well-known man, but unfortunately he mistakenly entered the Demon Sect, and he must not point to this person to say that the Demon Sect is a heroic hero.

His tone was cold, and he said: "A certain person in the Dao must have the will to eliminate demons and cleanse the heart of the universe. It's just that I'm also a mortal and need help. Huashan is our root, and now there are many factions, which is really not very cool, it is better to merge the factions, and when the alliance is made, it will be easy to call in the future. ”

Wen Hong looked around, a pair of starry eyes shimmered, and no one dared to look at him.

"There should be no objection to this, right?"

All the Taoist priests said in unison: "It is all up to the prison to decide. ”

…………

"Ahem, ahem!"

In the incense room, Yue Buqun woke up and felt that his chest was hot.

The whole body was wrapped in gauze, exuding a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and his limbs were hanging and not connected.

He squinted and couldn't open them wide, apparently swollen.

"Master Yue is awake?"

A clear voice sounded on the side.

Yue Buqun reluctantly turned his head to see that the prison of the Xiyue Temple was sitting aside, holding a tea cup in his hand, the clear tea soup exuded the fragrance of tea, and he looked at himself with a smile.

"You, you ......"

He was so excited that he couldn't say all the words, just the shout of "you, you", and his speech leaked, and one of his front teeth was knocked out.

Wen Hong stretched out his hand and pressed Yue Buqun on the bed, and clicked a few acupoints.

Seeing that the person was stable, he spoke: "I said, listen, can you?" ”