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

What he meant was that he was asking whether the sword technique Feng Buping used just now was the one that killed Yi Ku.

"That's not it."

Feng Buping said, "If I had used that move just now, you would be dead now."

He just suffered a loss.

If I had known earlier that Guo Songyang’s sword energy had been cultivated to that level.

He will never give the other party a chance to breathe.

He would even use the second level of sword energy.

"You can actually hold back against me."

Guo Songyang felt lost after hearing this.

But then he thought of Li Xun Huan and asked, "It's rumored that you've sparred with Li Xun Huan?"

Feng Buping nodded.

"How do I compare?"

Guo Songyang disdained to cry with her.

But Li Xunhuan is different.

He really wanted to know the truth.

Feng Buping answered without hesitation: "Even if he doesn't use flying knives, you will definitely lose."

Li Xunhuan of this era.

He is not the fool who has been exposed to wind and sand outside the Great Wall for ten years and drank bitter wine for ten years.

Although he was still emotionally traumatized.

But his choices and life experiences in this life are completely different.

Eat well and sleep well every day.

Have beauty as your companion and friends as your neighbors.

There's even a job.

This caused his martial arts to return to its original simplicity.

It is purer and more concise than the original.

This is also the reason why Bai Xiaosheng ranked him before Sun Baifa.

".Ha ha……"

"It turns out Bai Xiaosheng was right, I was wrong!"

"I have become a frog in a well..."

Guo Songyang is gone.

The laughter was filled with misery.

Yue Buqun appears.

Feng Qingyang also landed on the ground.

They witnessed the confrontation just now, but they all felt a little strange.

"He's strong."

Feng Qingyang gave the scoring criteria.

After all, anyone who can cultivate sword energy to that level is definitely the best among swordsmen.

"But not as strong as I thought."

There was a hint of disappointment in Yue Buqun's tone.

Feng Buping actually agreed, "I thought he would be the sword-wielding version of Shangguan Jinhong, but I didn't expect the Songyang Iron Sword to have such a sword technique."

Feng Qingyang felt regretful.

Yue Buqun shook his head.

Only they can understand the meaning of this sentence.

"Perhaps his sword was caught on something."

Feng Buping could only think this way.

"Come down the mountain."

"The kids must be getting impatient."

Feng Qingyang began to persuade.

Yue Buqun added, "Chong'er was so nervous that he didn't sleep all night. He was even absent-minded during morning exercises and was scolded several times by his uncle."

"That child..."

Feng Buping was very pleased.

No more words.

Get down the mountain quickly.

The mountain is not empty even though people are gone.

Two people watched this decisive battle from a distance.

They only dared to come out after Yue Buqun and his men had gone far away.

One of them was dressed like a scholar.

There is a pen and a book in my hand.

It seems like he is recording something.

One is the famous Mr. Wuhen.

“The gap is so huge.”

The scholar seemed to be talking about himself.

It also seems to be talking about Guo Songyang.

“It’s really unexpected.”

Master Wuhen opened his folding fan and fanned it worriedly.

"The court is unstable."

"The Jianghu is in turmoil."

The scholar frowned and said, "These people are beyond the control of the lord of the court. I'm afraid..."

"Be quiet."

Young Master Wuhen glanced at the scholar and warned him, "Grandmasters have transcendental cultivation, reaching a state of divine clarity and single-minded understanding. Any malicious intent will alert them and prompt them to take precautions."

"I forgot about it."

The scholar felt melancholy for a long time.

"The Grand Master cannot be bullied."

"Your so-called plan is delayed."

Young Master Wuhen was about to leave.

"Not necessarily."

The scholar suddenly laughed.

"Ok?"

Young Master Wuhen became alert instantly.

"Gu Santong is obsessed with martial arts and is obsessed with martial arts. He is obsessed with martial arts and is obsessed with martial arts."

"The problem is that even Ba Dao and Xin Mei couldn't make him use his full strength."

The scholar smiled wickedly, "His strength is probably on par with Shangguan Jinhong and Ren Woxing. The biggest change in the martial arts world may lie with him."

"maybe."

Young Master Wuhen recalled Gu Santong.

There was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

But more of it is bleak.

Chapter 155 Childhood

Huashan.

A martial arts arena.

Yue Buqun and the other two came down quickly.

"master."

"Senior brother."

"Uncle."

When the crowd saw the three of them, they flocked over.

"master."

Lin Pingzhi asked anxiously, "Did you win?"

Although still a child.

But now he is no longer as arrogant as before.

After all, he was too young when he came and was very malleable.

Today it is today.

There is no trace of a rich young man left.

"nonsense."

"Master, you have divided everything well and without any loss, you will definitely win."

Linghu Chong answered immediately.

Then, smiling, he approached Feng Buping and asked, "Master, what swordsmanship did you use to defeat Guo Songyang? I heard the Songyang Iron Sword is simple, but incredibly powerful. It shouldn't be easy to break, right?"

The simpler the sword technique, the more difficult it is to practice to perfection.

But Guo Songyang is obviously this type.

"indeed."

"Even if you practice the Dugu Nine Swords now, you will still be killed by him."

Feng Buping nodded.

If it weren’t for Yue Buqun’s reminder.

Otherwise, he would still stubbornly believe that Dugu Nine Swords is invincible.

"Sword energy."

Linghu Chong asked, "The key is the opponent's sword energy, right?"

Feng Qingyang and the others looked at Linghu Chong in surprise.

Feng Buping praised: "Sword moves can be broken, but to break sword energy, you still have to master the Qi-breaking style."

"I'll just say it."

Linghu Chong gave himself a thumbs up.

But then his eyes dimmed.