Just when Yue Buqun's orchid finger in his left hand was quietly pinching the two embroidery needles, his eyes were even more gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were filled with cruel subtle arcs.

Most people would ignore this expression, but Ling Hu Chong didn't ignore it.

Ling Hu Chong and Yue Buqun duel, it can be said that he was engrossed, and he had reached an ethereal state, and suddenly saw Yue Buqun's subtle expression change, and his heart suddenly sank: "It's not good, Yue Buqun is going to use an embroidery needle!"

Because Ling Hu Chong clearly remembered that in the original work, when the five Yue factions were combined, and when the sword was in charge, Yue Buqun faced off with Zuo Lengchan, and at the most critical time, he unexpectedly blinded Zuo Lengchan's eyes with an embroidery needle and won a big victory.

Ling Hu Chong didn't want to be blind, and he didn't want to die under Yue Buqun's sword because he failed in the sword competition.

Therefore, Ling Hu Chong did not hesitate to use the Dugu Nine Sword "Breaking Arrow Style" to break all the hidden weapons in the world, even if the enemy sent out the hidden weapons with the technique of raining all over the sky, they can resist it.

Of course, Yue Buqun didn't throw the embroidery needle directly, but brushed it with his left hand extremely quickly and briskly, and when the dazzling sword shadow and the body magic phantom were transformed, even Ling Hu Chong only felt that he didn't see anything clearly.

Fortunately, there were only two embroidery needles, and Ling Hu Chong was on guard in advance, knowing that Yue Buqun was going to use the embroidery needle to try to stab Ling Hu Chong's eyes. And Ling Hu Chong tried his best to give full play to the "broken arrow style" of Dugu Nine Swords at this moment, guarding the vital points of his eyes.

"Ding Ding ......" is the sound of many metal strikes in a row, which is completely different from the sound of sword blades colliding.

Ling Hu Chong couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart at this moment, and said in his heart: "Lao Yue, you are insidious and cruel, since you plan to kill me, I will be ruthless!"

Thinking of this, Ling Hu Chong no longer had any worries, and frantically operated all the internal forces of the "Mixed Yuan Gong" in the dantian, and used some of the mental methods of the "Yijin Sutra" as an auxiliary method.

In an instant, the dragon pattern sword in Ling Hu Chong's hand flashed with light gold light, and the majestic internal force made the edge of the dragon pattern sword bombard forward like thunder and lightning.

Yue Buqun only felt a pain in his left hand, but the two embroidery needles had been cut off by the blade of the dragon pattern sword, and the blade took advantage of the situation to cut a deep blood mark on the back of Yue Buqun's left hand. If it weren't for the fact that Yue Buqun, who had cultivated the Evil Warding Sword Spectrum Mental Method, reacted very quickly, his left palm would have been cut off in half.

"Ahh

Yue Buqun was already a little crazy because of the injury to his left hand, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and his legs kept kicking out.

Unexpectedly, Linghu Chong would be Shaolin's shadowy legs, Yue Buqun couldn't kick it, and that position was kicked. After all, Yue Buqun had only been in the palace for a few months, and the injuries there had not yet fully recovered, and he was suddenly kicked so that the internal force in the dantian was a little difficult to control, and there was a bit of a sloppy meaning.

Linghu Chong took advantage of the victory to pursue, and slashed five swords in a row, sweeping over like a hurricane.

Yue Buqun was a little flustered, Zixia Divine Skill was full of firepower, and the evil sword technique was also unreserved.

But after all, this evil sword technique is only a fragment of the "Sunflower Treasure Book", and it is a quick sword technique, without much background, the key lies in its mental internal strength.

Now Yue Buqun's internal force is no longer pure, and his swordsmanship is a little sloppy, so there are flaws, as long as there are flaws, Dugu Jiujian can catch them!

The dragon pattern sword in Ling Hu Chong's hand naturally used a series of ingenious sword moves, just like an antelope hanging on its horns, and there was no trace to be found.

"Chong'er, I am your master! Your swordsmanship is indeed high, in the future, you will be the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, and you will continue to be the head of Huashan as a teacher, share the pressure for you, and become your right-hand man!"

Yue Buqun's attitude changed, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Chong'er, please spare your teacher's life, otherwise if you take the master's life, the world's heroes will say that you deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors!"

"Hypocrite, you have already expelled me from the Huashan faction in Luoyang City, and you have written to the heads of the factions to inform you of this. Now the two of us are just enemies in the ring for life and death, not masters and apprentices. Suffer death!" Before Ling Hu Chong's words fell, he had already flashed to a position one zhang behind Yue Buqun.

Both of them froze, as if time had frozen in this instant.

The crowd watching the battle shouted and didn't understand what was happening, but after seeing that the sword light dissipated, Ling Hu Chong and Yue Buqun stood with their backs to each other, silent.

"White-eyed...... Wolf!" Yue Buqun said with difficulty, and his neck suddenly cracked a shocking blood mark, and then the neck blood burst out like an arrow.

Yue Buqun suddenly fell to the ground and died of exhaustion.

Ling Hu Chong also quickly considered whether to spare Yue Buqun's life just now, after all, Ling Hu Chong is not a cruel and murderous person, but from the objective situation, if Yue Buqun is released this time, most of the people will be troubled by Yue Buqun in the future, and plot.

Even if he fought head-on, Ling Hu Chong could defeat Yue Buqun, but as we all know, open guns are easy to dodge and dark arrows are difficult to defend. What's more, Yue Buqun can also join forces with Lin Pingzhi in the future, and he set up some tricks in the name of Junzi Sword to frame Ling Hu Chong.

In view of these many troubles, Ling Hu Chong might as well let Yue Buqun come to a hundred.

"For a ruthless hypocrite like Yue Buqun, I don't need to have the kindness of a woman. Buddhism said that killing one and saving a hundred is this truth. Linghu Chongxin said.

It was only after the sword was defeated that no one died, and it was the head of the Huashan faction who died, Yue Buqun, who was known as the gentleman's sword.

The shouts of the group of heroes became louder and louder, some praised Ling Hu Chong for his personality and strong swordsmanship, and some slandered Ling Hu Chong, saying that he actually dared to kill his master......

Ling Hu Chong was unmoved, and stood in the ring with a calm expression, concentrating on adjusting his internal breath in order to meet the next battle.

Now among the Wuyue Sword Sect, the only ones who can still be Linghu Chong's opponents are Songshan Zuo Lengchan and Huashan Lin Pingzhi.

"Lin Pingzhi didn't come, so the next thing is to have a vicious battle with Zuo Lengchan. Linghu Chongxin said.

"What a villain who dares to kill the master, Zuo has come to learn your tricks!" Zuo Lengchan lifted the broad and heavy Songshan Sect long sword and leaped into the ring.

Zuo Lengchan understood that Ling Hu Chong had a decisive battle with Yue Buqun before, and a lot of internal force was consumed, so Zuo Lengchan was unwilling to let Ling Hu Chong have any time to adjust his internal breath and attack decisively.

After a while, Zuo Lengchan seemed to be completely inferior in swordsmanship, if it weren't for his years of actual combat experience and unique perception of swordsmanship, Zuo Lengchan would have been defeated a long time ago.

"This kid's internal force consumes too much, I'll fight with him for internal strength!" Zuo Lengchan thought of this, and sneered: "Hehe, try Lao Tzu's cold ice true qi!"

"Why not try!" Ling Hu Chong was full of pride, his left hand and Zuo Lengchan fought against each other for internal force, and the dragon pattern sword in his right hand slashed over, but it was stuck by Zuo Lengchan's broadsword.

Because the thick cold air condensed on the broadsword, it froze Ling Hu Chong's dragon pattern sword on its blade.

Ling Hu Chong had no time to slash his sword, and suddenly felt an extremely cold air coming from his left palm, which was quite domineering, as if it was about to freeze Ling Hu Chong's blood into ice.

"Hmph, I'm glad I was prepared. Linghu Chong said in his heart, and decisively operated the method of easy tendon meridian resolution.

Thanks to Ling Hu Chong's diligent practice in the inn at the foot of Song Mountain for more than a month, this Yi Jin Sutra solution method has become much more proficient. And this mental method happens to be the nemesis of the cold and ice true qi, so it is successfully resolved.

"Strangely, the boy's face only became a little paler, not shivering, nor purple. Could it be that my cold ice true qi has regressed?" Zuo Lengchan said in surprise.

Suddenly, Zuo Lengchan only felt that a thick and incomparably cold qi came back, and he became more and more surprised, his unique stunt Cold Ice True Qi, few people in the martial arts today would, and he thought that Ling Hu Chong would not be able either.

"Could it be that this is the Yijin Sutra solution?" Zuo Lengchan thought of this possibility and couldn't help but ask.

"That's right, but it's too late to know. Ling Hu Chong gave back most of this cold air, so that Zuo Lengchan's internal force was suffocated, and then, Ling Hu Chong decisively used the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, pinched Zuo Lengchan's neck in a blink of an eye, and crushed it mercilessly!

No matter if you are a hero or a hypocrite, kill him directly, what do you care about his sister?

The group was silent, because they had already shocked Ling Hu Chong into a celestial......