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

Inside the teahouse, the Longevity Sword gleamed coldly, accompanied by a sharp, piercing sound like a dragon's roar, filling the second floor with a chilling aura.

Yue Buqun moved with the speed and agility of a fleeting shadow, relying on the advantage of his divine weapon to rush straight at Wuhua, his sword thrusting diagonally, neither fast nor slow.

The sword path appeared gentle, but it had already sealed off Wu Hua's vital points within three feet of his body, leaving him with no way out!

"Yue Buqun, today this humble monk will show you that your lustful desires and meddling in other people's business have brought about the destruction of your entire family!"

Wu Hua still thought Yue Buqun was just helping someone in distress, but he already hated Yue Buqun for meddling in his affairs.

His monk's robe billowed and rustled even though there was no wind.

With a flick of his palms, the powerful force of the Great Subduing Demon Fist was unleashed, heading straight for the Longevity Sword without dodging or avoiding.

The fist struck like a thunderclap, hitting Yue Buqun's sword back.

The mortal body clashed with the divine weapon, actually forcing Yue Buqun's sword momentum to pause slightly.

"Um?"

Yue Buqun exclaimed in surprise. After obtaining the Zixia Divine Skill, he had diligently cultivated it day and night. With the assistance and support of the Kanli Pill, he had already reached the state of perfect circulation of purple qi.

Even when facing the sect leader, Abbess Kuyin, she was not at a disadvantage in the clash of internal energy.

As a result of Wu Hua's punch, his wrist went slightly numb, and he almost dropped his divine weapon.

If it weren't for the continuous and powerful Zixia Divine Skill that allowed him to firmly grip the sword, Yue Buqun's tiger's mouth would probably be bleeding by now!

Such domineering true energy! Even my Purple Cloud Divine Skill is no match for it!

Shaolin internal martial arts do not have such domineering characteristics!

Yue Buqun was secretly alarmed.

He took a few steps back, leaving shallow footprints on the floor.

Wu Hua's face was sinister, his usual compassionate facade gone.

In a flash, his movements became unpredictable and erratic, quite different from the Shaolin Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada's Lightness Skill, but as fast as a ghost, even faster.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yue Buqun, and his fists pounded out alternately.

The force of the punch carried a powerful surge of true energy.

Each punch was aimed directly at Yue Buqun's heart, dantian, and other vital points, clearly indicating that he knew Yue Buqun's swordsmanship was superb and wanted to use brute force to overcome skill, giving him no chance to breathe.

Yue Buqun's eyes turned serious, knowing that Wuhua's internal energy cultivation was even more astonishing than his fist techniques.

At that moment, the Purple Cloud Divine Skill was activated at full power, and his whole body was filled with purple light.

The defensive move "Cloud Recesses" from the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng unfolds in a series of rapid movements, with sword shadows like mist and figures moving erratically, protecting the user completely.

Seemingly as weak as a gentle breeze, it always manages to precisely deflect Wuhua's fist force with its blade, while at other times it can suddenly change its sword momentum like a thunderclap, directly stabbing at Wuhua's weak points!

Clearly, brute force is the ultimate principle of martial arts in any world, but Yue Buqun's Qingfeng Thirteen Styles are too exquisite, coupled with the smooth and continuous flow of Zixia Divine Skill.

Even when fully activated, it may not be as domineering and unparalleled as Wuhua's skill, but it is superior in that it flows like a meandering stream.

Wu Hua made dozens of moves in succession, but he still couldn't break through Yue Buqun's sword circle. Instead, the shock made his own knuckles numb, and his anger intensified.

The moves suddenly changed, and the Great Subduing Demon Fist became even more fierce. The force of the fist was now faintly mixed with the power of the Buddhist lion's roar, which made the windows of the teahouse vibrate and dust fall down.

The two clashed, occupying almost half of the second floor.

The burst of energy sent the surrounding tables and chairs flying everywhere. Even Ku Yin and Nangong Ling, who were engaged in fierce combat, were affected and had to withdraw their swords to defend themselves.

Ku Yin's face was deathly pale, and he gripped his long sword tightly.

At this moment, my internal organs felt like they were burning.

Especially when he saw Wuhua use his superior skill to suppress others, forcing Headmaster Yue to respond with cleverness, but his agile and skillful approach could not withstand the imposing and majestic force.

They are now at a disadvantage.

"Hahaha, you'll have a hard time surviving after he dies!"

Nangong Ling didn't care that his brother's identity was exposed, or rather, that he had already been exposed and that it would be fair if his brother were also exposed.

He sneered, "Kuyin, we brothers had no enmity with you in the past and no grudges now, yet you have caused us to fall into this state. This is your way of courting death."

Ku Yin's expression changed slightly. He could see that Wu Hua's skill was profound, far beyond his imagination. No wonder he was still unable to block the power of the opponent's punch even with his sword sheath.

Have they run out of ideas?

At this moment, Wuhua let out a sinister laugh.

The sword circle around Yue Buqun has been forced to become smaller and smaller.

Seeing that the time had come, he let out a low roar and threw out both fists at once, gathering internal energy in his fists.

The most powerful move in the Great Subduing Demon Fist, the Buddha Seal Suppressing Demon, combined with the surging, turbulent true energy within him, crashed down on Yue Buqun's heart like Mount Tai.

This punch contained all of his internal strength, clearly indicating that he was determined to win.

Yue Buqun understood that Wu Hua's skill was beyond imagination, and that he would have to use an unconventional method to defeat him.

It was clear that there was no way to avoid it now.

If it were a direct confrontation, even though the Purple Cloud Divine Skill could protect him, he would still inevitably suffer some minor injuries.

Yue Buqun's sword stance suddenly changed. He held the sword in his right hand, pointing it at the ground. The blade drooped slightly, the cold light subsided, and there was no trace of its fierceness!

His aura also became calm, completely different from his previous liveliness.

This is!!!

Upon seeing this, Wu Hua's previously fierce punching motion suddenly froze, and his pupils contracted sharply.

This is the sword move that even Xue Yiren couldn't break.

He was also at the Shaolin Assembly, and naturally witnessed Yue Buqun use this move to force Xue Yiren, the number one swordsman in the world, to be helpless and admit defeat.

The opponent has suddenly resorted to this tactic.

Knowing the danger, Wuhua immediately and instinctively withdrew his power, turning offense into defense, preparing to temporarily avoid the brunt of the attack...

If you put all your effort into it, how can you take it back?

His internal energy surged violently, causing blood to spill from his mouth.

Yue Buqun's sword moves changed once again.

His face glowed even more purple, and his swordsmanship style had become magnificent and unrestrained, like a thousand troops galloping.

The Five Sacred Mountains Sword Techniques each have their own unique style.

Among them, the Songshan School of swordsmanship is divided into eight inner paths and nine outer paths, combining long and short, fast and slow techniques, with a solemn and imposing aura, like a thousand troops and ten thousand horses.

Wu Hua had previously used brute force to overcome Yue Buqun's skill, leaving Yue Buqun in a sorry state. Now, Yue Buqun was taking advantage of the moment when his opponent was caught off guard.

They responded in the same style.

The Songshan sword technique was unleashed, with horizontal slashes, combos, and upward slashes!

A thousand-year-old dragon, verdant peaks rising and falling, Yangshan Mountain layer upon layer, climbing Mount Song to gaze at the moon, Songyang Qianyuan...

With the combined full power of the Purple Cloud Divine Skill and the indestructible nature of the Longevity Sword, the situation was reversed in an instant, and Wuhua was forced to retreat in defeat.

Although the two have different strengths and weaknesses, the difference is not significant. Now that Wuhua's internal injuries have been activated, he has easily made up for this gap.

On the contrary, Yue Buqun's Songshan sword technique was magnificent and powerful. Wu Hua, who was proud that all martial arts in the world came from Shaolin and had a high level of knowledge, had never seen such a sharp and fierce sword technique.

In just a few moves, he was forced to retreat repeatedly...

Until they were backed into a corner, where there was no way to back down.

He could only instinctively raise his hand to block.

puff!

A fair, delicate hand shot into the sky. Yue Buqun used a powerful strike to cleave Mount Hua, severing Wu Hua's wrist. Then, he slashed down along Wu Hua's shoulder blade, almost cutting him in two.

Fresh blood gushed out, staining the monk's robe red.

Wu Hua looked down in disbelief at his wound, unable to believe that the situation had reversed so quickly.

He wanted to say something, but could only let out a hoarse, leaky sound.

He fell heavily onto the floor and fell completely silent.

"Big brother!!!"

Nangong Ling cried out in alarm, her voice filled with grief, but her actions were utterly spontaneous and without hesitation, she fled towards the window.

"Don't leave!"

Ku Yin's eyes lit up, and he drew a whisk from his waist. Countless whisk threads, like a spider web, wrapped around Nangong Ling's waist.

Meanwhile, Yue Buqun coordinated perfectly, throwing his sword at the same time.

The divine weapon transformed into a streak of light, piercing directly through Nangong Ling's chest...

Nangong Ling stared wide-eyed at Yue Buqun, seemingly unable to believe that her meticulously planned scheme would be defeated by a down-on-his-luck sect leader.

[Plane overlap: 33%]

Clearly, these two contributed a layer of overlap to Yue Buqun's score before they died.

Yue Buqun suddenly realized that if he had revealed that he was the one who planned all of this before these two died, he might have been able to reap more benefits.

However, since both of them are already dead, we can try someone else next time.