Yue Buqun: My Mount Hua has been time-traveled.

The words had barely left his mouth.

A series of piercing screams shattered the tranquility of the mountain forest.

Like the mournful cry of an owl, it startled countless birds into flight.

Previously, a servant disciple was assigned to deliver a message.

Only five or six servants remained in the sect, and judging from the sounds now, they have all been murdered!

And those screams were clearly made to be heard by the enemy on purpose...

This reveals just how cruel and tyrannical the human nature of this person is!

In the darkness of night.

More than ten white figures rushed into the Huashan Sect like fleeting shadows.

The leader was a stunningly beautiful woman with a graceful figure, her face veiled in white.

Although her true face was not visible, her graceful figure under the moonlight was enough to reveal her unparalleled beauty.

The woman stood high above, her feet firmly planted.

Her gaze fell on Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze, and she opened her mouth to say, "You two..."

The two words had barely left his lips.

She seemed to have seen something amazing, and her voice trailed off.

opportunity!

A purple aura appeared on Yue Buqun's face.

With the Purple Cloud Divine Skill activated to its fullest extent, and with a light touch of the toes, his figure shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

There's no such thing as "capture the king first to catch the thief."

The longsword was aimed directly at the white-clad woman closest to him.

Still as a virgin, swift as a rabbit!

Caught off guard, the woman in white was stabbed in the shoulder by Yue Buqun's sword.

With a scream, the curved blade slipped from his hand.

But she reacted extremely quickly.

He used the momentum to lean back in an attempt to dodge.

But Yue Buqun, with all his might, pressed his advantage and struck hard, then followed up with a slanted upward attack.

This sword strike was a feint, forcing her to exhaust her momentum!

The third sword slashed horizontally and struck her throat.

Amidst the splattering blood, Yue Buqun's figure resembled that of a monk or nun.

He charged into the group of women, darting left and right, and thrust out several more swords.

He has now achieved a minor level of mastery of the Zixia Divine Skill.

His internal strength cultivation would be considered top-notch even in the martial arts world.

This happened in the blink of an eye, without any warning. One person was killed, and although the other three or four people dodged immediately, they were still stabbed by Yue Buqun...

Seeing that these people were on guard.

Yue Buqun then calmly retreated, exhaling a long breath of turbid air, the purple aura on his face slowly dissipating.

At this moment, the woman whose throat he had slain with three swords had just fallen backward to the ground, her body still convulsing, clearly beyond saving.

He said calmly to the woman in white with a veil, "What do you want to say? You can say it now."

This sudden action caused the veiled woman to pause slightly.

His tone had grown even colder, and he said with disdain, "Sneak attacks and ambushes, is this the behavior of a reputable sect?"

Yue Buqun laughed contemptuously and said, "Are you implying that I, as the head of the Huashan Sect, ambushed the assassins who infiltrated the mountain in the middle of the night? You killed my servant, so I will kill your companions in return. Otherwise, don't even think about listening to me!"

A hint of surprise flickered in the woman's exposed eyes. "You're the leader of the Huashan Sect? Where's Kumei? Where is she?"

Withered plum blossoms?

Yue Buqun did not answer, though he had doubts in his heart.

More than anything, they were on guard.

His sudden attack was aimed at a simple goal: to weaken the enemy's manpower.

Although he and Ning Zhongze were both quite strong, there were only two of them.

Two fists can't beat four hands, and even a hero can't withstand a group of women!

If we can injure one of the opponents beforehand, the pressure will be reduced.

But what the other person said was truly beyond his expectations.

Ning Zhongze, who was standing nearby, also noticed something was amiss and asked, "You're not from the Songshan Sect?"

"What kind of bullshit Songshan Sect is this? They think they're worthy of taking us in?"

Although the woman in white had never heard of the Songshan Sect, she could not hide her contempt.

She sneered and said, "I am Qu Wurong, a disciple of Shi Guanyin! My master said that all the people of the Huashan Sect should die, but they should not die so easily. Kill the old ones, but keep the young ones alive so that you will remember the most terrible thing in this world, which is that Shi Guanyin has never forgotten you."

Yue Buqun's expression changed drastically in an instant, and he exclaimed in a hoarse voice, "Stone Guanyin?"

"It's too late to be afraid now."

The woman in white coldly said, "Since the withered plum tree has retreated into hiding, then kill this man, but spare this little girl's life."

"yes!"

The words fell.

The dozen or so women rushed toward Yue Buqun at the same time.

The sword light shimmered under the moonlight.

The woman in white took the lead, her willow-leaf knife flashing like a venomous snake as she aimed straight for Yue Buqun's throat.

Clearly, one of their companions had just been killed by Yue Buqun's overwhelming attack.

She was furious and intended to take his life using the same method.

Yue Buqun dared not be careless.

As he dodged to the side, he swept his longsword horizontally, aiming straight for his opponent's waist.

The opponent moved nimbly, drifting backward like a willow catkin in the wind. With a backhand slash, he aimed for Yue Buqun's wrist with his willow-leaf blade, a move that was both cunning and ruthless.

The two were locked in combat.

Under the moonlight, amidst the interplay of sword shadows and blade glints, a sharp burst of energy stirred up the snow on the ground, causing it to dance in the air.

Although Yue Buqun was replaced internally.

But before he learned to walk, he first learned internal energy cultivation. His internal energy cultivation over the past twenty years was not for nothing.

Now, they have also obtained the Five Sacred Mountains Sword Technique, which was lost on the Cliff of Contemplation.

Although his understanding was not yet perfect, the swordplay he displayed at this moment was powerful and majestic. The thin blade in his hand felt as heavy as a mountain, showing a remarkable ability to make light work of heavy objects.

However, these women's movements were strange and unpredictable.

His swordsmanship was completely unpredictable, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as slow as a snail. It seemed chaotic, but it was full of hidden dangers.

Beside him, Ning Zhongze also let out a soft shout, drew his sword, and joined the battle.

He engaged in combat with the female disciples.

Her strength surpasses that of any other woman except Qu Wurong.

However, the opposing side had a large and powerful force, and the two sides fought fiercely.

Yue Buqun secretly rejoiced that his estimate was correct.

These women seemed to possess a combined attack technique.

Because he killed one person and injured several others at the very beginning, the combined attack technique could not be used.

Otherwise, the brother and sister would probably have already been defeated by now.

At this moment, outnumbered, they were gradually falling into a disadvantageous position.

However, the Zixia Divine Skill has a long-lasting power, and as long as it is not suddenly unleashed, it is best suited for prolonged battles.

Therefore, he bore most of the pressure alone, and there was not a trace of defeat on his part.

Qu Wurong's expression changed slightly. After fighting for so long, she saw that Yue Buqun's swordsmanship was agile and unpredictable, with no two moves being repeated, which made her feel extremely pressured.

She shouted sharply, "This is not the Huashan sword technique at all!"

"Whether it's true or not, why don't you guess for yourself!"

Yue Buqun shouted, "Junior Sister, go up to the Cliff of Repentance!"

After saying this, her face flushed even more.

He raised his hand and unleashed a powerful Hunyuan Palm strike.

Qu Wurong had already realized that Yue Buqun's internal energy was even more refined than his swordsmanship, so she dared not fight him head-on and immediately dodged to avoid it...

Yue Buqun withdrew and used three swift sword strikes to force back the four women who were entangled with Ning Zhongze.

He took her hand and ran towards the mountain.

His goal was simple.

To guard against the Songshan Sect, he had already buried a large amount of explosives on the Cliff of Contemplation.

This was originally the last path I had prepared for myself.

If Zuo Lengchan and Bai Yufeng truly intend to eliminate them completely, he will use the lost sword techniques of the Five Mountains to bury all the disciples of the Five Mountains on the Cliff of Contemplation.

I never expected it would be used on a disciple of Shi Guanyin.

Although it might seem like a waste of talent...

But if they really fought, their chances of winning were not high, and there might not be a future for them.

But he had only taken two steps.

Dozens of sharp gusts of wind came hurtling straight at them.

There were more than ten black-feathered crossbow bolts, which remained completely undetected in the pitch-black night, with only the chilling sound of the wind.

Yue Buqun's heart tightened at first, then he realized that the strong wind was not aimed at the two of them, but passed over them and landed precisely among the women in white.

Three women were hit by arrows and fell to the ground; two others were injured and retreated...

In the darkness, more than ten people rushed out.

This time, however, they weren't as flamboyant as Qu Wurong and the others, wearing white dresses even in broad daylight, as if afraid others wouldn't notice their high-class style.

They were all dressed in drab gray night clothes.

The sign was unclear, but it was obviously there to help the two people.

Half of them fired crossbows from a distance, while the other half charged forward, their swordsmanship ruthless, and in the blink of an eye, they were locked in combat with Qu Wurong and the others.

Yue Buqun was stunned.

Who sent these reinforcements?