Qiu Li sat in the lobby of the restaurant, pouring himself a drink, looking calm.

He knew that Dongfang Undefeated blatantly sent him and Fan Wei to Shaanxi and Nanzhili, and let the two of them go to death, just to provoke Xiang Wentian and make Xiang Wentian jump out, as long as Xiang Wentian was killed in one fell swoop, Dongfang's undefeated sect leader position would be as stable as Mount Tai.

When Qiu Li came out of the Black Wood Cliff, Xiang Wentian did not come to see him off, and Qiu Li knew that Xiang Wentian held back this breath, and he wanted to stay in the Black Wood Cliff if he died.

Qiu Li knew what he thought, Brother Ren died strangely, and he couldn't see the corpse, so he asked Wentian to keep a useful body and find the true image of the eldest brother's death.

Moreover, the eldest brother's daughter Yingying, who is only seven years old this year, was undefeated by the East and was named a holy aunt of Shilaozi, if there is no Xiang Wentian to take care of her, who knows how many days she can live.

Therefore, Qiu Li did not resent Xiang Wentian.

Even, Qiu Li didn't hate Dongfang undefeated too much.

The undefeated martial arts in the East are unpredictable, killing the Wuyue Sword Sect and greatly boosting the prestige of the Divine Sect, which is indeed very good, and has also been recognized by most of the people in the Divine Sect.

But Qiu Li just didn't accept him, this grandson was too insidious, and he didn't have the heroism of Brother Ren at all.

It's like sending himself, Wu Pilgrimage, and Fan Wei to the Wuyue Sword Sect to kill, such a disgusting thing, Brother Ren will not do it.

Well, Yue Buqun should be coming soon!

Brother Ren said that in the Wuyue Sword Sect, Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun are characters, and they will just meet this young head of Huashan.

Since entering Shaanxi, Qiu Li knew that he had fallen into Huashan's sight, and there were people watching him all the time, but he didn't care.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes said that the Huashan faction had declined, Yue Buqun rarely participated in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and the disciples of Huashan almost no longer showed up in the rivers and lakes, but Qiu Li, who had fought with the Huashan faction when he was young, knew that even if Huashan declined again, it would not take too much effort to pinch him to death.

Qiu Li only hopes that in the last journey of his life, he can have a good competition with the head of Huashan, and he does not complain that he has practiced martial arts for more than 30 years.

To be able to die in the hands of Yue Buqun, a master of the righteous path, is not a shame for the people of the Divine Sect.

However, Qiu Li was soon disappointed.

A man about forty years old, holding an old long sword in his left hand, slowly walked in from outside the restaurant, and the bustling restaurant lobby instantly quieted down, and dozens of drinkers got up together to greet the visitors.

"I've seen Uncle Feng!"

These are all the disciples of the various courtyards who heard that they were going to kill the masters of the Demon Sect today, and they came to watch the battle, and there were also some shopkeepers who were stationed in various shops and granges in Xi'an.

Feng Buping nodded to everyone, his eyes looking at Qiu Li, the only Demon Sect elder sitting in the center of the hall.

Qiu Li was taken aback, the strength of the Huashan Sect was so huge, and unconsciously, so many people had been arranged around him, and the Divine Sect's understanding of Huashan seemed to be a little superficial.

Qiu Li immediately thought about transmitting the news back to Heimu Cliff, and then thought of his own situation, sighed, let Dongfang Undefeated have a headache!

It's just that Yue Buqun of the Huashan faction didn't come, and he looked down on me Qiu Li too much, Qiu Li was silent on the surface, but a trace of anger rose in his heart.

Send an unknown person over, so disregard yourself, aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face by yourself?

Qiu Li thought that before he died, he was able to break the face of the Huashan faction, and he was a little happy.

Feng Buping waved his hand, and dozens of Huashan sect members carried the wine table and seats together, and moved to the edge of the lobby, revealing the open space in the center of the lobby, leaving only Qiu Li alone at the table.

There were a few tall and fierce men standing at the entrance of the restaurant, blocking the eyes of people outside, but also making the lobby bright as usual.

Feng Buping walked up slowly, and looked carefully-->>

looked at Qiu Li, and said with a slight salute: "The Huashan faction is not fair and polite. ”

Qiu Li has never heard of this name, the disciples of the Huashan faction, after going out of the mountain, basically do not talk about the affairs of the mountain, the peers are called senior brothers, the next generation is called uncle, and those titles such as the mountain chief and dean are only limited to the mountain.

Since the person who came was so polite, and he was a master of Huashan who was not a word, it seemed that he still had some reputation in Huashan, and Qiu Li was not easy to sit down, so he stood up and saluted back: "The Sun and Moon God Sect Qiu Li is polite." ”

Feng Buping nodded, this Demon Sect Elder is a character, surrounded by the people of Huashan Gate, his voice is not trembling, his hands are not shaking, it's a pity!

"Bring the wine"

Wei Yilin took a glass of wine, sent it to Feng Buping's hand, glanced at Qiu Li, and retreated to the corner of the lobby.

Qiu Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a breath of cold air, this person's pace was steady, between marching and retreating, there were very few flaws, his breath was dignified and long, and he was a master!

Qiu Li has actually been on guard all the time, and he also feels that some of the drinkers drinking and chatting around him have martial arts, but Qiu Li did not think about the people of Huashanmen.

These people have a calm atmosphere and a leisurely expression, which is not his impression of the disciples of Zhonghua Mountain, he has always thought that they are people from the rivers and lakes who happen to drink together.

The wanton personality of Huashan disciples has been famous in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, and if they disagree, they will draw their swords against each other, and they are most anxious for justice and righteousness, and they are happy to enmity and hatred.

But when I see these Huashan disciples today, they don't have the aggressive momentum of the previous Huashan disciples, but they are similar to the Wudang people, confident and low-key, and steady as a mountain.

Qiu Li retracted his gaze, looked at Feng Buping and said, "The masters of the Huashan faction are like clouds, and Qiu Li has lost his eyes." ”

Feng Buping's eyes flashed, and he was also satisfied in his heart, he knew what Qiu Li meant.

Huashan's fourteen years of Taoguang were obscure, which not only rebuilt the martial arts strength of the Huashan faction, but also reshaped the quality of Huashan.

Today's Huashan is no longer the Huashan Sword School in the Wuyue Sword School, but more like a martial arts school like Shaolin Wudang.

The Wuyue Sword Sect went to extremes and brought their respective advantages to an extreme, and also occupied an important position in the martial arts.

But a sect like Shaolin Wudang is more inclusive, the types of martial arts are more comprehensive, the sect's thinking is more tolerant, and the disciples are more confident.

Today's Huashan also has such characteristics, more like such a martial arts faction, a confident and calm martial arts faction.

Feng Buping smiled slightly, received Qiu Li's compliment, raised his wine glass and said, "Please!"

Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and yin and yang will never meet.

The two drank the wine in the cup, and the people from Huashanmen removed the wine table, leaving the central open space for the two.

Qiu Li took out the Yanling knife, threw away the scabbard, gently stroked the blade with his left hand, and said: "Last time, I failed to cut off the head of the master of the Songshan faction, which was very shocking, this time, I will use your Huashan faction head to pay tribute to the eldest brother." ”

When everyone in Huashan heard this, they all showed a trace of anger, and then they were a little funny.

This Demon Sect elder was still a little confused about the direction, thinking that Uncle Feng was an ordinary Huashan disciple, and he actually wanted to cut off Uncle Feng's head.

Soon after Feng Buping returned to Huashan, he took charge of the sword qi to the Xiaotang, and he did it for more than four years, on what basis!

No, it's the sword in his hand!

All the masters of the Huashan faction who have advanced to the first-class realm often learn from each other, and they have never been defeated, and they have also firmly occupied the sword qi Chongxiao Hall, the position of the boss of the highest force value of the Huashan faction, and no one is unconvinced.

Feng Buping smiled lightly, pulled out the long sword, shook slightly, pulled out three sword flowers, posed in a starting pose, and said, "Please advise!"

Qiu Li turned his wrist and stepped forward, and the Yanling knife practiced the knife in a flash, and it slashed into Feng Buping's neck.