As Lu Monkey walked outside the Zhengqi Hall together, Ling Hu Chong saw seven or eight people led by Lu Bai of the Songshan faction confronting the master.

Lu Baiyin said sideways: "Brother Yue, now that it is a situation of one win and one loss, is there really no one in your faction?"

Ling Hu Chong quietly walked to the side of a junior disciple to inquire about the situation, and learned that the three people led by Lao Yue and Feng Buping had made an agreement just now that the head of the family needed strength and power.

The two sides are required to send three people to fight alone, and the side that wins two of the three battles is the head of the Huashan faction, just now Lao Yue won and did not worry, Shi Niang was Cong Bu abandoned and lost the competition, and the Huashan faction can no longer find a third person to get out, after all, none of the remaining disciples can compete with the strongest heir of the Sword Sect!

The arrival of Ling Hu Chong and Lu Monkey quickly attracted everyone's attention, Lao Yue's expression did not change at all, Mrs. Yue and her daughter were all happy, but Lu Bai's eyes became cloudy.

Ignoring everyone, Ling Hu Chong walked directly from the two factions of Songshan and Taishan to Yue Lingshan, and the middle-aged man with a sallow face looked at Ling Hu Chong's eyes and became condensed.

"Master...... Linghu Chong, these days you ...... Where did you go?" Yue Lingshan asked.

Lao Yue and Shi Niang were also waiting for Ling Hu Chong's reply, listening intently to what he said.

Ling Hu Chong didn't speak, but just handed the "Blue Water Sword" into the hands of the little junior sister before he spoke: "Now, the thing will return to its original owner." ”

Yue Lingshan took the "Blue Water Sword", that kind of strong Weng Ming made her whole body tremble, ten days ago, this sword fell under the cliff of Siguo Cliff, and the master brother could bring it back, that is to say, he ...... Descend to the bottom of the cliff!

Thinking of this, Yue Lingshan's eyes immediately turned red, and a few crystals were about to burst out. Yue Lingshan choked up and shouted "Senior Brother".

Lao Yue and his wife also learned that the "Bishui Sword" was lost by their daughter, and now they see Ling Hu Chong's clothes in tatters. I think it's because I've suffered a lot these days in order to get back the "Blue Water Sword"!

Lu Bai and the others' eyes straightened when they saw the "Blue Water Sword", the allure of the top ten famous swords was quite huge even at the bottom of the ranking!

The sallow middle-aged man shouted, "Senior Brother Yue, how long are you going to delay? If there is no one to fight, you can abstain and give way!"

Before Lao Yue could reply, Ling Hu Chong hurriedly said: "You are just sealed up, right? I just came back and heard you barking here like a dog, can you make people quiet for a while?"

Feng Buping's face suddenly changed greatly, and he said angrily: "Little beast, you are dead!"

It's no wonder that Feng Buping is so out of shape, and he was actually scolded by a small Qi Sect disciple for being a dog, if it is spread in the future, how can he gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes?

Linghu Chong scratched his head nonchalantly and asked, "Who is the little beast scolding?"

"Little brute scolds you!" Feng Buping blurted out without thinking about it.

"Look. You admit it yourself. ”

The disciples of the Huashan Sect all burst into laughter, and even Mrs. Yue couldn't help but purse her lips, Feng Buping's face was so gloomy that she could drip water!

He was insulted by a Qi Sect disciple one after another, and even though he had been cultivating his body for thirty years, he couldn't help but draw his sword and slash at Ling Hu Chong at this moment!

"Okay, since Senior Brother Yue doesn't appoint you, then I have to choose someone myself!"

Lao Yue said: "This matter is not busy!"

"When I kill this kid first, you can be busy!" After saying this, the long sword that sealed the unevenness had already been handed to Ling Hu Chong's chest!

Ling Hu Chong grabbed a long sword on the weapon rack on the side, rolled on the spot to avoid Feng Buping's attack, and pulled out the long sword with a "swish".

"Hmph! Qi Sect took out these pustules with shrunken heads and tails!" Feng Buping snorted coldly, and another sword came at Ling Hu Chong's chest.

I have to say. Feng Buping is worthy of being a good hand in the Sword Sect, making the sword, transporting the sword, and returning the sword in one go, without the slightest drag, much faster than Lao Yue!

However, this speed is still a small drop in the bucket for Ling Hu Chong. There is nothing unusual, but in the eyes of Yue Lingshan and Shi Niang and others, it is very thrilling, every time Ling Hu Chong pretends to be embarrassed and avoids the danger, so that the land monkey and the little junior sister and others are all pinched a cold sweat for him!

"There is Feng Laiyi!"

Feng Buping was really forced to be anxious. has already made more than a dozen moves, and he hasn't even touched the corner of Ling Hu Chong's clothes, especially since the former is still a disciple of the Qi Sect, which is quite a blow to him who is arrogant and conceited!

The fierce sword aura blew the sword wind. Based on the comprehension of this move alone, Feng Buping is far above Lao Yue, after all, Lao Yue was practicing Qi when he was practicing swordsmanship.

Ling Hu Chong pretended to be flustered and sat on the ground, and in the exclamation of everyone, the long sword "randomly picked", just against the tip of the sealed sword!

Feng Buping only felt that the tiger's mouth was sour and numb, because he rarely practiced qi, so his internal cultivation was not as deep as Ling Hu Chong, who had absorbed the essence of the ice silkworm, plus he gave up the attachment of internal force in order to pursue the ultimate sword speed, and Ling Hu Chong was sent by condensation, and it was a great luck that the long sword was not shaken off!

"There is such a clever thing in the world!"

This was the common thought of everyone present, including Feng Buping, in their hearts, only Lu Bai's gaze became a little dull, and he looked at his right arm that was replaced by steel, and his heart was difficult to calm down for a while......

Feng Buping then took out a few swords in a row, but they still couldn't touch the edge of Ling Hu Chong's clothes, and his face was also embarrassed, getting redder and redder!

Ling Hu Chong always avoided attacks in a strange posture, and from time to time he also put on two swords to make Feng Buping busy.

"Forget it, at this point, what else can I hide?"

"Tempest Sword!"

Thinking of this, Feng Buping raised his head to the sky with a clear roar, and walked forward diagonally, the long sword slashed horizontally and hit directly, extremely fast, and before five or six moves, there was a faint wind sound in the sword momentum. He drew his sword faster and faster, faster and faster......

The sound of the wind is also gradually sounding, this set of "Wind Fast Sword" is Feng Buping's proud swordsmanship created after fifteen years of seclusion in Zhongtiao Mountain, the sword move is as fast as a sword, and the wind stirred up is getting stronger and stronger. He has great ambitions, not only to take charge of the Huashan faction, but also to become the head of the Huashan faction, and then become the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect, relying on this set of one hundred and eight "Wind Fast Sword".

This housekeeping skill was not willing to be rashly revealed, but after it was revealed, it was revealed, and then it was fought with a first-class master, and the other party was prepared first, and it was difficult to achieve a surprising winning effect. But at this moment, it is bound to become a tiger, if you don't defeat the order as soon as possible, what face will you have in the future?

"Hey, that's kind of interesting. Ling Hu Chong secretly snickered in his heart, but in his eyes, this sword speed was still too slow...... (To be continued......)