Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

Just chase one fierce one.

A violent storm swept towards Li Xunhuan.

Li Xunhuan is like a lone boat on the ocean, which may capsize at any time.

A delicate moment.

Li Xunhuan's swordsmanship once again demonstrated a completely different kind of brilliance.

If his previous swordsmanship was flowery.

Now that's grass.

It does not have the bright red and dazzling color of peony.

Only the tenacity and compromise of weeds.

What plants can survive the baptism of wind and rain?

Flowers are not good, they will wither and fall.

Even big trees are no good, as strong winds can destroy beautiful trees.

Only the weeds with the strongest vitality and the ability to dance with the wind can survive the catastrophe.

At this moment, Li Xunhuan was stubbornly resisting and swaying in the fierce sword technique.

He can discard the image.

You can also abandon your manners.

Just to have the last laugh and see Lin Shiyin.

Breaking out of the ground.

Li Xunhuan finally fought back.

This sword is like the dry land after a severe drought.

The first hint of green breaking through the ground.

It is a breakthrough after despair.

It is a desperate counterattack against the destruction of fate.

It is also the highest peak of Li Xunhuan's swordsmanship throughout his life.

It embodies the most primitive sword intent.

It pours out all of Li Xunhuan's emotions.

Ding.

Feng Buping extended his sword without a worry.

The next moment, Feng Buping took three steps back.

But glaring, hideous blood was already flowing out of the corner of Li Xunhuan's mouth.

Matching his pale complexion.

It looks particularly dazzling.

"how did you do it?"

Li Xunhuan looked at his trembling hands and his meridians that were being tortured every minute and every second.

He had clearly shattered Feng Buping's sword energy.

Even the opponent's sword intent was shattered.

Why am I still getting hurt?

Sheath the sword.

Resheath.

Feng Buping smiled.

He didn't answer a single word, just looked at Li Xunhuan calmly.

"Is this the legendary mother-son sword energy?"

Li Xunhuan suddenly made up his mind.

Then his eyes lit up with disbelief.

Mother and child sword energy.

It is an enhanced version of the Sword Hidden in the Sword.

This vicious sword move has disappeared from the martial arts world for hundreds of years.

"That's it."

Feng Buping nodded.

He was too lazy to explain too much.

"I lost."

Li Xunhuan's eyes were dim.

He couldn't help but look towards a certain place on the mountainside.

He had a feeling that the person he was looking for was there.

"Reasonable." (cgab)

"After all, you didn't use a throwing knife."

Feng Buping's reaction was still so cold.

"Mr. Li is willing to accept the loss."

Li Xun Huan sighed inwardly and clasped his fists, saying, "I hope I can have another chance to spar with Brother Feng next time."

"Goodbye Jianghu."

Feng Buping nodded.

Li Xunhuan turned around and flew directly down from Mount Huashan.

A few leaps.

People have disappeared in the vast mountains and dense forests.

"I didn't expect his Qinggong skills to be among the best in the world."

"How did this guy practice?"

Cheng Buyou finally spoke.

He was so nervous just now that he didn't dare to breathe.

"That's Swallow Three Scooping Water."

"It's a very advanced Qinggong, and he has cultivated it to an extremely high level."

Yue Buqun began to explain.

It is well known that Li Xunhuan is an excellent master of Qinggong.

But Yue Buqun knew better.

After all, in the original novel, Li Xunhuan had the miraculous performance of walking on the snow without leaving any traces even while carrying a strong man on his back.

"Senior Brother Feng."

"He already knows the secret of the second level of sword energy."

Cong Buqi warned: "I think he won't be easily fooled next time."

Li Xunhuan is a smart man.

And he has an excellent memory.

You can analyze the moves used by the enemy and then come up with a response plan.

"Will not."

"I will make sure he doesn't know which sword contains the second-level sword energy."

Feng Buping put the scabbard back on his back.

Turned around to leave.

Cheng Buyou quickly asked, "Where are you going, Brother Feng?"

“The top of the mountain.”

"I want to review Li Xunhuan's swordsmanship just now."

Li Xunhuan's swordsmanship is very special.

poetic.

It also gives it a natural meaning.

It was the first time he encountered such swordsmanship.

The feeling is particularly profound.

If you can grasp the essence of it.

His swordsmanship will surely improve further.

"Go."

Feng Qingyang's aura locked onto the two idiots, Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi.

His swordsmanship has reached Feng Buping's level.

Simple asceticism is meaningless.

There is only such a duel.

Such a feeling.

Only then will you have the opportunity to move to the next level.

Naturally, he would not allow Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi to obstruct him.

And Feng Buping fled into the mountains.

Feng Qingyang waved his hand and said, "Everyone, disperse. You've been busy all day, so take a good rest. If you have any insights, then seize them and grasp the secrets."

result.

Not only did everyone not disperse.

The children who had been watching from the dark rushed out.

"Master."

"Master's wife."

Ah Fei came to Yue Buqun's side.

"What insights did you gain?"

Yue Buqun saw the confusion in Ah Fei's eyes.

"Master."

"Did Li Xunhuan use swordsmanship?"

When it comes to swordsmanship alone, Ah Fei is definitely the best among the new generation of Huashan.

Even Linghu Chong is slightly inferior to him.

But now he couldn't understand the mystery of Li Xunhuan's swordsmanship.

"Did you see it?"

Yue Buqun was slightly surprised.

Ah Fei nodded.