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

Resounding throughout Hengshan Mountain.

The moment my power weakened, my head felt dizzy and my eardrums buzzed.

Some even started bleeding.

But Feng Buping, who had experienced many battles, was not at all disturbed.

Compared to before.

His swordsmanship and willpower were essentially upgraded to 4.4.

The recovered true energy burst out again.

This sword really has the momentum to open the gate of heaven.

There is also the absolute crushing of a grandmaster.

block!

Zhuge Gang used the sweeping move twice in succession.

It's the time when you are exhausted.

He never thought that Feng Buping still had some strength left after confronting him head-on.

He can also unleash such terrifying sword moves.

He had no choice but to block it.

The sword light flashed past.

Space solidifies.

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped.

Shangguan Fei and Ximen Rou, who had already jumped onto the temple wall, did not look back after seeing the sword.

choke.

The sword is sheathed.

Feng Buping looked at Zhuge Gang quietly.

Zhuge Gang didn't say anything.

The Vajra Iron Crutch slowly split into two.

same time.

The bloodstains on Zhuge Gang's neck became clearer and more hideous.

Finally, the head slowly fell down.

Blood gushed out from the headless corpse.

Last time.

Zhuge Liang had just been defeated and still had a chance to escape.

He wasn't so lucky this time.

The most ironic thing is.

His fate was changed.

He did not die at the hands of Guo Songyang.

But because he didn't cherish it, he eventually died at the hands of Feng Buping, who defeated Guo Songyang.

Chapter 163 Cold Rain

Killed two masters of the Jinqian Gang on the weapon list in a row.

In addition, there are more than ten elite killers from the Jinqian Gang.

But Feng Buping looked calm.

No sadness, no joy.

There is no life and no failure.

Feng Buping slowly looked towards the gate and shouted, "Since you're here, why do you need to watch the show?"

Closed doors.

He was forcibly pushed away by a terrifying force.

Six people walked in so openly.

Let me do it.

Xiang Wentian, the Yellow-Faced Venerable Jia Bu, the Eagle Knight Shangguan Yun, and the Seven-Stringed Invisible Sword Huang Zhonggong.

There was also a woman in white with a breathtakingly beautiful face.

The five great masters of the Sun-Moon Demon Cult gathered together.

Add to that a mysterious and peerless beauty who has never been heard of.

Such a lineup.

Not to mention Hengshan.

Even the Songshan School would look at it with awe.

"Even after killing sixteen Jinqian Gang masters in a row, his true energy remains steady and powerful."

Ren Woxing sighed, "It seems we have underestimated you, Wind Blade."

His vision is so sharp.

Naturally, it can be seen that Feng Buping's internal strength is far beyond the rumors in the martial arts world.

Even Shaolin, which is famous for its internal strength, can only be compared with people like Fang Sheng.

"You're welcome."

Feng Buping was on high alert.

In such a situation, there is no room for slackness.

It's not just him.

The others were also nervous.

Cheng Buyou suffered some internal injuries, and the monk Bujie made the injuries even worse.

They also continued to fight.

"The chief and deputy leaders of Blackwood Cliff, the left and right envoys of light, and the Saint Lady."

"Plus the incense master and elder of Fenglei Hall."

Ding Xian sighed, "You, the Demonic Cult, really think highly of us, Hengshan."

Ren Woxing's return.

The 19 factions were massacred after Yang Lianting came to power.

But he knew deeply that the Sun-Moon Demon Cult could no longer afford to lose any more masters.

So he simply abolished the transcendent status of the four major halls of Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise, and let them return to their original competitive relationship at the same level.

same time.

He abolished positions such as the nonsensical Grand Steward.

He also ignored the opposition and directly decided on the Saint Lady.

His daughter Ren Yingying was relegated to the position of saint.

"Are you the Saint of the Demon Cult?"

Feng Buping looked at the peerless beauty in surprise.

"My daughter [Han Yu] greets you all."

The sound of the cold rain is very light and hollow.

This beautiful and elegant woman is filled with a strong mysterious aura.

It seems that it is easy to fall into it if you look at it for a second longer.

Very weird.

"Oh?"

Feng Buping asked, "When did your Demon Cult start cooperating with the Azure Dragon Society?"

Although the cold rain has become extremely obscure.

But in the end, no one can escape from those who are determined.

You should know that Yue Buqun has killed [Shuang] from the Qinglong Society.

The Qinglong Society has been passed down for a very long time.

It is said that it has existed since the birth of the Jianghu.

Its history is even longer than that of Shaolin Temple.

Therefore, their internal structure is extremely complex.

There is the Twelve Moon Hall.

There are also twenty-four solar terms.

There is no cold rain in the 24 solar terms, so the code name of cold rain has only one origin:

She unified the two solar terms of [Cold] and [Rain].

That is, she may have killed Rain Water, Grain Rain, Cold Dew, Lesser Cold and Greater Cold.

Hence the independent code name.

"You even know such a secret."

"It seems we still underestimated Huashan's strength."

Ren Woxing couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

If it weren't for Han Yu's voluntary confession when he joined the Sun and Moon Demon Sect.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't know the specific origin of Han Yu.

But the more so.

The more he feared Huashan.

"Hanshui has met Hero Feng."

There was a hint of emotion in Han Yu's eyes just now.

But then it quietly disappeared.

"Since you all know so much, I won't waste any more words."

Ren Woxing said, "My sect wants to do a big deal with the Hengshan Sect?"

Ding Xian replied firmly, "If it's the Money Gang, then we at Hengshan will have a hard time complying."

"almost."

“But I teach with more sincerity.”

Ren Woxing was also very generous and said, "A ginseng that is at least three hundred years old in exchange for a Sad Autumn Pill."

Ding Xian couldn't help but be moved.

This is an extremely good deal.

After all, he has the ability to refine pills with calmness and tranquility.

A three-hundred-year-old ginseng can produce about three or four Beiqiu pills.

But the Sun-Moon Demon Cult wants only one of them.