The situation is a little wrong, I originally thought that the two of them were instigated by Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan faction, so they came to the Huashan faction to stir up trouble, and now this uneven performance does not seem to be to provoke trouble and find fault, at best, it is to find the old opponent of the year and ask the truth.

This is indeed the case, two months ago, Feng Buping, who had been practicing swordsmanship in the mountains and forests, finally practiced his own one hundred and eight style wind swordsmanship to the fullest, breaking through his own bottleneck in one fell swoop and becoming one of the peerless masters.

With the excitement of becoming a peerless master, Feng Buping, who was full of confidence and joy, walked out of the mountains and forests for the first time in fifteen years, and the scene that happened when he was eating in a restaurant in a small town made him feel angry and angry.

This guy hasn't been to a restaurant for more than ten years, and he originally went to the table and ordered a table full of delicious food to treat his stomach, but he didn't want a brawl not far away. Four or five young warriors were bullying a slightly shabby teenager.

Originally, he was also watching the play silently with the intention of watching the excitement, but it didn't take long for his expression to be serious and unhappy. It turned out that it was the bullied boy who made it Huashan swordsmanship. Although it is only an introductory swordsmanship, it is a genuine Huashan swordsmanship after all.

The swordsmanship of the Huashan faction has never been passed on, so this young man must be a disciple of the Huashan faction. Feng Buping easily dismissed the few young warriors who were not in the stream, and invited the young man to ask for details.

This young man's name is Li An, he was originally a disciple of the Huashan faction, and he was arranged to go to the town to purchase some sundries.

Not long after Li An started, his martial arts were not proficient, how could he be the opponent of the disciples of the Songshan faction, who was so powerful that he had no power to fight back, so he could only run away with his head in his hands, and barely escaped to this restaurant, but was surrounded again by several Songshan disciples who did not give up.

Feng Buping was furious when he heard this, and he couldn't wait to catch up and break those Songshan disciples into pieces, when did my Huashan faction fall to this step, and the disciples outside the door were bullied arbitrarily, which was simply a fantasy back then, and it was unimaginable.

After leaving the restaurant, Feng Buping inquired around, only to understand that the status of the Huashan faction in the rivers and lakes at this time had plummeted, and it was a world different from fifteen years ago, especially his former competitor, the current head of the Huashan faction, Yue Buqun, was simply a useless coward.

was bullied to the door and didn't dare to fight back, only to apologize to daoqian, it was simply a loss of face for the grandfather. A little Songshan faction is a hair, when Zuo Lengchan saw Lao Tzu, he honestly didn't dare to make a mistake, this Yue Buqun seems to be pampered, and the blood of the Huashan faction has been discarded.

The more Feng Buping thought about it, the more angry he became, he returned to his retreat directly, and rushed to Huashan with Cheng Buxian, he wanted to teach Yue Buqun a lesson in person who had lost Huashan's face, if it was really as he had heard, he would definitely abolish Yue Buqun's position as the head of the house, and replace it, the Huashan faction has no cowards, even if he fights to Zuihou, no one will be allowed to bully him.

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"Hurry up and tell Yue Buqun that shrunken turtle to get out, when he heard that Lao Tzu was coming, he hid in the hole and didn't dare to come out, he was really a coward! How to do the position of the head of the Huashan faction. Feng Buping said in a deep voice to Ning Zhong.

"Master, leave it to the disciple to deal with!" Ling Hu Chong grabbed Ning Zhongze, who was about to forcibly attack, and said softly.

"Be careful Chong'er, this person's name is Feng Buping, he is the descendant of the Sword Sect who competed with your master for the heir of the head of the sect, and his martial arts are unfathomable. ”

Ning Zhong had a solemn face, and the majestic aura of Feng Buping gave her huge pressure.

Ling Hu Chong smiled slightly, gave a clear look, took out the Xuantie heavy sword and said to Feng Buping: "How can my master be seen if you say it, if you want to find a fight, I will make an exception for Hu Chong and fulfill you." ”

Just kidding, Ling Hu Chong's current martial arts cultivation is a legendary mythical realm, absorbing many heavenly and earthly treasures sent by Dongfang Undefeated, as long as he does not exhaust the true yuan, who else in the world is his opponent. Don't say that Feng Buping, a martial artist who has just entered the peerless realm, is not in his eyes when the three veteran peerless masters of Ren Xing, Fangzheng, and Chongxu are together.

"Boy, you are Yue Buqun's cowardly disciple, what is the name of Ling Hu Chong of the white-clothed divine sword? You have good qualifications to become a top master at a young age, but that's all, don't look at your martial arts are good, your name is loud, but in my eyes, it is not worth mentioning, you are not my opponent, let Yue Buqun come out." ”

Feng Buping was like a towering giant tree, not moving at all, he squinted at Ling Hu Chong, felt the aura of Ling Hu Chong disguised as a master at the top of the stage, and said disdainfully.

"Hey, damn it, I've opened my eyes today, I've never seen you so shameless, I'm usually too lazy to move your hands at this level of garbage, it's so unchallenging. ”

Ling Hu Chong was angry with the arrogant demeanor of Feng Buping, and said speechlessly: "Forget it, I should play with you, I will have something to do later, you can go together, don't delay my time." ”

Hearing Ling Hu Chong's wild words, Feng Buping and Cheng Buxian rolled their eyelids, this kid is too arrogant, he can brag better than Lao Tzu, you are a small top early master, Lao Tzu can easily destroy you with his fingers. Don't move, you are a rare talent of Lao Tzu, and you don't want to ruin a good seedling of the Huashan faction, do you really think that Lao Tzu is afraid of you?

"Senior brother, let me teach this junior how to talk to his seniors. ”

Cheng Bu couldn't help it, he had been practicing hard all these years, and now he has become a peak master, only one step away from breaking the bottleneck and becoming a peerless master in one step. Today, he was provoked by a junior for no reason, if he doesn't teach this junior who doesn't know the height of the sky, where will he put his face when he spreads.

Seeing that Cheng Bu didn't worry about stepping forward, Ling Hu Chong sighed, shook his head and said: "I said a long time ago to let you go together, it's just a waste of my precious time, okay, draw your sword, hurry up and go to eat, I've been hungry all morning." ”

"Bastard, a little junior dares to despise me so much, if you can block my three moves today, I won't worry about writing my name backwards in the future. Take it!" Cheng Buxian lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, always going straight to the point, never beating around the bush, pulling out his sword and stabbing at Ling Hu Chong like lightning.

The word lightning sword of Senior Brother Cheng was completed in one go, as fast as lightning, and it became more and more mature, and after Dacheng, there will definitely be another peerless master on the rivers and lakes. Feng Buping was very sure of this swordsmanship in his heart, and he was also full of expectations for Cheng Buxian.

Cheng does not worry about the slightest underestimation of the enemy, no matter how strong or weak the enemy is, the shot is a must-kill move. After this word lightning sword stabbed out, his years of sword practice felt that he had achieved this move, and the enemy was destined to fall under his sword.

Looking at the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his face was colorful, and Cheng Bu was not worried, so that Hu Chong exaggeratedly pulled his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat on his head. This cold sweat was not scared out, but thundered, how could these two guys feel so good about themselves, and they showed a victor's expression before they even fought.

Ling Hu suddenly pulled out the Xuantie heavy sword, took a step forward, and used a simple move to split Huashan at Cheng Buxian, and the terrifying force actually tore through the air, sending out gusts of wind and thunder.

(PS: Thanks to book friends Han Men Xuan Shao, ☆, Saint áer, and An Xin Xiaoqi for their tipping support)