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

Immediately afterwards, the blood-red cold light in front of him penetrated into his mind.

It made it extremely difficult for him to even breathe.

Ding.

The same plot.

He broke Dongfang Bubai's fatal sword.

"Magical power at the snap of a finger?"

Dongfang Bubai realized that Yue Buqun also had terrifying skills in using hidden weapons.

If he hadn't dodged in time just now.

Now my head is bursting with confusion.

"It's okay."

Yue Buqun's mood calmed down a little.

But he always felt that the Dongfang Bubai in front of him was not yet in good shape.

At least it's not the craziest time yet.

"This way."

"That's all there is to it."

Dongfang Bubai actually threw the Demon-Seeking Sword out, and it stuck straight into the rock.

She changed her hand to a blood-red embroidery needle.

correct.

This feels right.

A premonition of crisis that penetrates the soul.

This kind of tingling sensation comes from fatal areas such as the eyebrows, eyes, and heart.

Let him realize that this is the strongest form of Dongfang Bubai.

It is also the strongest trump card to kill yourself.

Sure enough.

Dongfang Bubai disappeared.

The next moment, it appeared before his eyes.

The blood-red embroidery needle is even closer.

Ding.

Fortunately, the preparation group had foresight.

Hold the sword horizontally to block the needle.

But Dongfang Bubai changed his tactics in an instant.

Before Yue Buqun could retract his sword, his second needle had already pierced Yue Buqun's heart.

The sword is blocked.

The blood-red embroidery needle failed again, but it did not return.

Dongfang Bubai's tactics changed again.

Yue Buqun followed and defended the move.

ding ding ding...

As fast as heavy rain hitting banana leaves.

As dense as hail hitting rubble.

The sound was almost continuous, without interruption.

Yue Buqun really couldn't think of anyone in the world who could come faster than Dongfang Bubai.

Such speed.

Such a strange change.

Even if Feng Buping and Lin Zhongxiong were added together, it would not be enough.

Ding da!

Yue Buqun's heart moved slightly.

The sword body filled with purple qi suddenly pulled down.

A needle hit the sword.

A needle pierced the hilt of the sword.

Flying needles with both hands.

Hard to guard against.

Without waiting for Yue Buqun to continue his thoughts, Dongfang Bubai suddenly let go of his hands.

Countless embroidery needles came like raindrops covering the ground.

Boom!

The space collapsed.

The purple clouds surrounding Yue Buqun suddenly fell.

This fall was like the fall of an immortal.

There is also the gift of a saint coming to the world to suppress the universe.

The power cannot kill instantly.

Even the surrounding air was compressed to the point of distortion and collapse.

The rain of embroidery needles, which was more deadly than the Tang Sect's first hidden weapon, was suppressed in mid-air by this strange move.

asphyxia!

An indescribable feeling weighed on my heart like a huge rock.

Thick.

oppression.

No solution.

Dongfang Bubai's spiritual sense gave a crazy warning.

Forcing Dongfang Bubai to use the red thread to retrieve the two blood-colored embroidery needles.

"Aren't you curious about what level my Zixia Divine Art has reached?"

"Let's see!"

Yue Buqun also exploded.

In an instant, a ball of purple air rose up.

Dominate the earth.

From the outside, it seemed that Luoyan Peak was suddenly surrounded by colorful clouds and purple mist, which was indescribably wonderful.

Such a realm has already transcended the scope of martial arts.

Even someone as strong as Dongfang Bubai felt so insignificant at this moment that he dared not look directly at the immortal.

"I have a sword."

Yue Buqun's eyes glowed purple.

In an instant, he locked onto Dongfang Bubai.

No matter how fast Dongfang Bubai is.

No matter where Dongfang Bubai escapes to now.

His next sword strike will surely achieve that goal.

The sword was swung.

Resonate with heaven and earth.

No one can describe the brilliance of this sword.

No words can describe the exquisiteness of this sword.

It seemed to break some kind of taboo.

It seemed as if it was carrying out punishment on behalf of God.

Sacrifice one's life.

Forget death.

Dongfang Bubai's body turned into a bloody meteor.

But this meteor is in the shape of a pointed cone.

And the blood-red embroidery needle is the ultimate sharpness of the meteor.

boom!

Thunder on the ground.

Stirring up thousands of snowflakes.

The two feet of snow accumulated on the top of Mount Hua was blown away in an instant.

Dongfang Bubai's body was thrown high into the air with a bright blood mist.

Finally fell down the Luoyan Peak.

Yue Buqun did not chase after him.

He slowly put away his sword and stood with his hands behind his back.

He looked out at the sea of clouds in the distance.

He looked up at the purple clouds in the sky.

Dongfang Bubai's qi sea was shattered and his tendons and veins were severed.

Even with his level of cultivation, he would have to be treated by a genius doctor of Ping Yizhi's level within half an hour to have a chance of survival.

But even if he could be rescued, he would be a useless person.

lonely.

He felt an inexplicable loneliness.

This made the feeling of being detached from the mundane world even stronger.

"It's late."

A voice full of regret sounded.

A domineering and cheerful figure came over with a knife on his back.

"Bai Tianyu?"

Yue Buqun frowned.

Bai Tianyu's appearance is not very outstanding.

But anyone who sees him and his knife can recognize him at a glance.

Because it was a very inconspicuous knife.

A pitch-black knife, a pitch-black scabbard, and a pitch-black handle.

Black represents death.

It embodies absolute evil.