These words, intentionally or unintentionally, drifted into Feng Buping's ears, making his heart anxious, he obeyed his master's orders twenty-five years ago, found a quiet place outside Huashan, and practiced swordsmanship hard, fifteen years later, he finally realized a peerless swordsmanship of "one hundred and eight hands wind fast sword".

I thought that this trip would definitely be able to be shameful, and after defeating Yue Buqun, he would take control of the head of Huashan, but he was unexpectedly forced to this situation by a disciple of Yue Buqun.

Even if he can defeat Ling Hu Chong in the end, and then take the position of the head of the Huashan faction, how many people can convince him?

Just like what Xu Yang said, even if it is extremely ugly, it is irrefutable.

Even a disciple taught by Yue Buqun can't win, so why don't you talk about Yue Buqun can't teach a disciple, and you can magnify the lintel of the Huashan faction by yourself?

Is there a shame in it?

Ling Hu Chong is now only thirty years old, and he can already fight against himself with dozens of sword moves without revealing defeat, if it takes time, when he achieves great success, how can he be his opponent at that time?

Thinking of this, Feng Buping couldn't help but roar wildly, and suddenly the sword technique changed suddenly, and its momentum was like a storm, attacking Ling Hu Chong, and for a while, where the sword blades were scattered, it was as if dozens of sword tips had appeared, and they stabbed straight at Ling Hu Chong's body.

This is his most powerful "one hundred and eight hands of the wind fast sword", the sword momentum emits a faint wind sound, such as thunder, such as a tiger's roar, the sword move is even faster than a sword, and the wind is getting stronger and stronger, it can be seen that the sword is extremely powerful, and the wind sound rolled up at the sword body gradually spreads, and most of the entire hall is swept in.

Yue Buqun and the others had already stopped the sword moves in their hands, and the two masters of the Hengshan faction and the Taishan faction had already retreated aside, none of them thought that Ling Hu Chong alone would be able to defeat Feng Buping, and after a long time, the two of them gradually struggled, and they were obviously not the opponents of Yue Buqun and his wife, who had higher martial arts.

In this case, it is better to retreat as soon as possible, so as not to cause a bloody disaster in vain.

At this moment, Linghu Chong is like a flat boat in a hundred wild waves, being hit by the waves and drifting around, but the boatman who is in a small boat is full of tenacity, swaying on the cusp of the storm, but always stabilizes the situation at the last moment and will not subvert.

Yue Buqun originally wanted to go up to relieve the siege, but seeing the current situation, he was not in a hurry.

"Chong'er is cultivating against the wall this time, it seems that his swordsmanship has greatly improved?" Ning Zhong on the side asked softly.

Yue Buqun nodded, inevitably having some doubts in his heart.

He had just seen the swordsmanship of Feng Buping, even if there was no interference from Le Hou's words, he was not sure that he would win the battle, and he originally thought that he could guarantee that he would not be defeated at most.

However, if you are against this stormy sword move, it is difficult to say, as if you have hidden a hand, and this injustice also has some connotation.

After all, the people watching the battle have never been able to understand the pressure that the person who directly faces this sword move has to bear, and Yue Buqun really can't be sure if he can hold on to it if he is in a different position from Ling Hu Chong.

"Chong'er's swordsmanship, it's inevitably too good, isn't it?" Yue Buqun seemed to be answering Ning Zhongze's question, and seemed to be talking to himself.

Could it be that he is really a prodigy of sword practice?

Or did he deliberately show weakness in the past and refused to use real effort?

Yue Buqun was originally a thoughtful person, and thoughtfulness sometimes means that there are too many ideas.

But at the moment of the great enemy, if there is any doubt, it is not the point, so let's observe it for a while.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed, Feng Buping saw that he used this "Tempest Sword Technique", but he still couldn't win, he was inevitably anxious in his heart, and his hands tightened, and the sword moves were connected for a while, rolling towards Ling Hu Chong like a wave.

The authorities were confused, but he didn't know that Ling Hu Chong was already holding on just now, and if he was maintaining more than a dozen moves, he would definitely fall to the ground.

The internal force in Ling Hu Chong's body was originally insufficient, and although the Huashan swordsmanship was not too much for the enemy, it would still be consumed from time to time.

He was not worried about his own life and death victory, but he was afraid that if he was defeated, the situation that the Huashan faction would face would be more difficult to deal with.

If it weren't for the footwork mantra in Dugu Jiujian, I'm afraid he would have been defeated a long time ago, but at this moment, he felt that he was almost out of strength to step on the seven stars.

Barely mustering up the last trace of internal strength, he swung out a sword, and Hu Chong already felt that the world was spinning.

However, this sword is crooked, and it is secretly in line with the key of Dugu Jiujian, the so-called "no trick to win, no internal force, no strong enemy cowardice." ”

Feng Buping made a quick sword with a hand like a rainbow, suppressing Ling Hu Chong like a tide, but suddenly there was a sense of fear of being targeted by poisonous snakes, and he saw that Ling Hu Chong casually used a simple and unpretentious "Flying Bird Throwing Forest", and actually came out of the sword curtain and went straight to the door in front of him.

How is this possible?!

Feng Buping couldn't believe his eyes, even he felt that the unbreakable swordsmanship was actually easily broken through by this posterior boy?

Could it be that I was overly worried and hallucinated?

However, the cold aura on Ling Hu Chong's sword blade was already clearly discernible, and even Feng Buping could foresee that he would be broken by a sword in the next moment.

Withdraw.

Retreat.

Desperate to retreat!

It must be returned.

If you don't retreat, you will die.

Feng Buping doesn't want to die,

How could he be willing to die?

How could he die?

He can't die.

He's going to live!

thereupon

Withdraw.

Even if this retreat will make him lose face, even if he retreats, he may not be able to hope to climb to the peak of kendo for the rest of his life.

He still chooses,

Withdraw!

He still has a lot of life to live, he still wants to be the head of the Huashan faction, and he also wants to be the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

Take a step back and open the sky.

After a few steps back, Feng Buping could be regarded as steady.

However, sometimes the more people want to live, the easier it is to die.

Feng Buping completely forgot that when he faced Ling Hu Chong, his back was completely empty.

And behind him, there are two more people.

Two people he didn't have time to pay attention to.

Lu Dayou, and Xu Yang.

Even Lu Dayou didn't know when the little junior brother who was chatting beside him just now appeared in the middle of the hall, behind the uneven seal.

Or does he want to stop Feng Buping and help the senior brother win?

Lu Dayou didn't know why, he had such a thought, and he was immediately left behind.

The uneven martial arts are too high, or the senior brother can fight with him for dozens of moves, and the junior brother goes up, isn't that a death for nothing?

"Little junior brother, come back!" Lu Dayou could only do his best and shouted loudly!

Xu Yang didn't send his life, what he wanted was an uneven life.

Since Feng Buping is on Zuo Lengchan's side, then he is his enemy.

For the enemy, Xu Yang will not be soft at all.

It's just that if he came forward to defeat Feng Buping from the beginning, it would be too shocking, and second, he wouldn't be sure enough to kill with one blow.

If you fight a snake, you will not die, but you will be bitten by a snake.

Xu Yang didn't want to be targeted by a master of this level.

So he had to wait for an opportunity, an opportunity that was inevitable.

Now, here's the opportunity.

His light skills were already very high, but at this time, he appeared in the field abruptly like a ghost, and no one noticed it, let alone had time to stop it.

Not to mention that the master of the Feng Buping side was surprised, even Yue Buqun didn't want this little apprentice who was very pleasing to him to die for nothing.

In this kind of high-level competition, how can you have a chance to make a move?

Even if it is the sword style of the two of them, I am afraid that the bones of this little apprentice who has just entered the door will be gone.

Therefore, seeing the scene in front of him, Yue Buqun first shouted: "Pingzhi!

But Xu Yang didn't hear it at all, all his spirit was on Feng Buping's body at the moment.

In this hall, I'm afraid only Ling Hu Chong knows that this little junior brother's martial arts have surpassed him.

This competition is a win!

And he fell down in peace.

It's too tiring, and it's too hard.

I'll leave the rest to you, junior brother.

Feng Buping felt the sound of footsteps coming from behind him, but the footsteps seemed a little chaotic, and he sneered.

What cats and dogs dare to attack?

From his position, he was sure that the sneak attacker was definitely one of the other two second-generation disciples just now.

If Ling Hu Chong suddenly sneaks up, he may be hit by his carelessness.

However, at this time, Ling Hu Chong had already committed himself to the end, obviously because of his internal strength.

Then he took these few steps back, and it can also be explained afterwards that he has seen the internal strength of Ling Hu Chong, a junior, and deliberately gave in without spicing.

When Feng Buping thought of this, his mind suddenly relaxed a lot, and he didn't look back, just swept away with a sword.

Just like when Yue Buqun dealt with Yu Canghai outside Hengshan City, he only needed to guard his own portal and deal with it behind his back.

The Huashan faction naturally has a sword move that specializes in dealing with sneak attacks from behind, and Feng Buping is proficient in all kinds of swordsmanship of the Huashan faction, and he is a master.

Over the years, in addition to practicing behind closed doors, he has often gone to the rivers and lakes to practice, what kind of master has not been touched?

This kind of junior junior, who is weak in martial arts and has no experience in facing the enemy, dares to rush up with only the courage of a horseman, and it is time to teach him a lesson.

however

"Senior brother, senior brother, how are you?" shouted Cheng Bu in the distance!

Feng Buping looked at the half of the sword tip revealing from his chest, and a chill appeared all over his body, and he felt like he had seen a ghost.

In a trance, he seemed to hear a young voice in his ear saying to him: "Don't hold on, see your master and master, go to the Huashan faction, and I will be the one who will make the big picture." ”

After saying that, Xu Yang drew his sword, and Feng Buping suddenly fell into the hall, blood flowing all over the ground, and he saw that he was not alive.

For Xu Yang, who has practiced the Dugu Nine Swords, the swordsmanship behind Feng Buping's defense is simply full of flaws.

If he is willing to deal with himself head-on, there may be some trouble.

But since he was doing a show, he had to do enough, Xu Yang deliberately pretended to be chaotic and weak, and it wasn't until Feng Buping pretended to be a chic swordsmanship that he used the old man, and then he had already succeeded with a sword.

In the eyes of others, they will think that it was because Ling Hu Chong had consumed too much physical strength in Feng Buping before, and he was too light on the enemy, which would make a junior disciple so easy to get it.