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

Feng Qingyang's face darkened when he saw that the person coming was Yue Buqun. He asked, "What are you doing here, kid?"

"Isn't Master looking for an opponent?"

Yue Buqun said casually, "Everyone has been scared by you lately. Why don't I practice with you, uncle?"

"Go! Go! Go."

"It's boring to fight with you."

Feng Qingyang shook his hands.

In terms of internal strength, Yue Buqun's Zixia magic power is one level higher.

When it comes to swordsmanship, Yue Buqun's Haoran sword intent is simply unstoppable.

In terms of erudition, Yue Buqun can make Wang Lianhua ashamed and make Bai Xiaosheng retire.

Feng Qingyang would naturally not be stupid enough to suppress his own Dao heart.

"At most, I won't have to cultivate my swordsmanship."

Yue Buqun was helpless.

You can only give up three pieces first.

Feng Qingyang paused and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to use Yangwu Sword Technique?"

Feng Buping was very happy when he saw this.

If he hadn't been afraid of being beaten by Feng Qingyang, he would have fanned the flames long ago.

Lin Zhongxiong looked at the interesting atmosphere in front of him with envy.

It is totally incomparable to other sects.

"determine."

"And affirmation."

Yue Buqun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Why does Feng Qingyang become a little childish after breaking through his realm?

Could it be that the Hunyuan function can rejuvenate a person’s mentality?

"Come!"

"I'd like to see what killer moves you have hidden without the Haoran Sword Qi."

Feng Qingyang came back to life instantly.

Yue Buqun also entered with a happy face.

The Longquan sword appears.

Sharp and sharp.

The realm has reached their level.

Even a wooden sword can kill.

So whether it is a magic weapon or whether it is sharp is no longer important.

The sword comes out.

The momentum is vast.

Feng Qingyang's speed is extremely fast.

This has transcended the scope of Huashan body techniques.

It was as swift as a bird of prey descending from the sky.

Yue Buqun remained indifferent.

His eyes were as still as a pool of stagnant water.

Stop with stillness.

Use stability to defeat cleverness.

Feng Qingyang's sword became faster and more powerful.

Every move and every style carries the power of thunder and lightning, and is extremely terrifying.

Ning Zhongze was heartbroken.

Bai Feifei's eyes were uncertain, as if she was about to take action.

Lin Shiyin was also very nervous, her fists clenched tightly.

Thick.

heavy.

Flawless.

Yue Buqun's Hunyuan swordsmanship may not have reached the level of Hunyuan and unparalleled.

But with the help of his magical skills, he was able to strike back after being attacked and always landed in the right position.

Hey!

Feng Qingyang attacks with great momentum.

This sword was like the rolling thunder from the sky.

Not to mention Cheng Buyou and the others, even someone of Feng Buping's level would die if he touched it.

They are openly discussing.

But it clearly says "competitive".

Ding!

There was no warning.

I couldn't see any movements clearly.

A sword move that is three times faster than the Exorcism Sword Technique.

The core of the thunder was hit at the precise location, with extreme sharpness.

"What a great Xiyi sword technique!"

Chapter 097: Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng

Feng Qingyang laughed.

Although his swordsmanship was broken, he became even happier.

Because he finally forced out Yue Buqun's second strongest sword technique.

The battle is not over yet.

Feng Qingyang actually learned Yue Buqun's sword style.

Hunyuan is profound and perfect.

Hunyuan Gong is rooted in Hunyuan Palm.

Feng Qingyang combined his sixty years of understanding of swordsmanship and transformed the Hunyuan Palm into the Hunyuan Sword.

The three are of the same origin.

If one realm is broken, all three will be broken.

So even if he doesn't use the Dugu Nine Swords, his swordsmanship is still the best in the world.

Yue Buqun laughed silently.

at this moment.

His face is clear and his eyes are as bright as autumn water.

A natural breath emanates from it.

It's as if nothing matters anymore.

Feng Qingyang's expression turned stern.

Because he had entered this state before.

That was the boredom that came after losing all hope.

At the same time, it is also a natural process after one's internal strength has improved to the point of no further improvement.

"How is this going?"

Bai Feifei asked, "Does Huashan have such a sword technique?"

"Have."

"We have it at Huashan, Shaolin, and Wudang."

"There are even a lot of them in the Qingcheng Sect and in the Jianghu."

Ning Zhongze was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

She never expected that Yue Buqun would use such an ordinary sword technique in such an occasion.

however.

Feng Qingyang understood.

His sword was like a streak of light piercing his face.

Yue Buqun seemed to be in deep thought.

He drew his sword again in his memories.

This is not a traditional sword move at all, but it perfectly broke Feng Qingyang's Hunyuan sword technique.

But how could such a perfect and unparalleled sword technique be destroyed just like that?

Feng Qingyang's Hunyuan Gong, combined with the Hunyuan sword technique, burst out like a tide.

continuous.

Continuously.

Yue Buqun's sword is very cool.

But amidst the natural and casualness, there are hidden dangers everywhere.

Like a gentle breeze blowing through the willows.

There are also antelopes with their horns hanging on them, leaving no trace.

can't read.

I can't understand it.

More than half of the people present.

Including the children who came after hearing the news.

No one could see or understand Yue Buqun's sword movements and techniques.

There are only the common rapiers, cloud swords, arm swords, and flower swords...

It was clearly a very natural and casual sword and body movement.

Yet, he managed to withstand the thundering attack of the sixth-level Hunyuan sword technique.

The tide roared.

Stormy weather.

But Yue Buqun's sword became more and more mysterious.

There seems to be nothing.

It seems real and virtual.

Seemingly changed but not changed.