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

"It's just that his apprentice is not that good."

There was a hint of coldness at the corners of Linghu Chong's mouth.

Feng Buping put down his chopsticks.

No words were spoken.

I was too lazy to ask Linghu Chong why he knew all this.

Anyway, he has been here and has been having fun with Feiying for so long, so it is normal for him to know some side information about the underworld.

at this time.

The long street was already in a fierce battle.

Taoist Panyun is not very old, but his swordsmanship is extremely sophisticated.

The black iron sword in his hand is obviously not an ordinary item.

The sword light shines.

There is a hint of darkness in the dense forest.

At first glance, you might mistakenly think it's a request for the Demon Sword.

"Your swordsmanship is good."

"Unfortunately not fast enough."

Mian Kuangshiro shook his head, seeming a little disappointed.

He didn't even need to use the phantom sword.

You can do it with ease simply by relying on your body skills.

"You are seeking death yourself."

Taoist Panyun was furious.

Although the current Iron Sword Sect is not yet the sect with a transcendent status that it will be a hundred years later.

But their lightness skills are already outstanding.

The Taoist priest's black iron sword became more and more mysterious along with his body movements.

The figure is like climbing clouds.

The momentum is like riding a dragon.

The movement technique named [Climbing the Clouds and Riding the Dragon] brings the power of Taoist Pan Yun's swordsmanship to the extreme.

There are killer moves everywhere.

In a trance, everything is a trap.

"it is good!"

Mian Kyoushiro broke the attack in a flash.

But Taoist Panyun's swordsmanship is like the water of the Yangtze River, surging and endless.

Mian Kuang Shiro was forced to use the phantom sword.

Lift weights lightly.

The posture is trance-like.

Taoist Panyun's attacks repeatedly failed.

In a hurry, he forced a large-scale killing move.

In an instant, the only light left on the long street was the light of Taoist Pan Yun's light-black sword.

Mian Kuang Shilang shouted wildly.

The katana called sword instantly emitted dozens of false and mixed sword lights.

Taoist Master Ke Panyun brings blessings to the soul.

The faint howl of a dragon was accompanied by the explosion of black sword light, which also passed through the dozens of sword lights and finally pierced through the heart of Mian Kuang Shilang.

however.

No exclamations now.

There is no emotion at all.

There is only dead silence.

Including Taoist Pan Yun, his body was frozen and his eyes were full of sadness.

Didn't bow his head.

No need to bow your head.

Taoist Pan Yun knew that his heart had been pierced.

He is already dead.

"So this is the phantom sword."

"The illusion is not of the sword body, but of the human body."

Linghu Chong sighed, "How bizarre and terrifying! No wonder it's number one in Japan."

Feng Buping's eyes were gloomy.

Mian Kuang Shilang burst out in an instant, his speed was even faster than the Exorcism Sword Technique.

This was something he had never expected.

"The Iron Sword Sect has just been established."

"The character of Taoist Panyun's disciples is also terrible."

Linghu Chong shook his head and sighed, "If Taoist Panyun, the founder of the sect, hadn't perished, and had been able to persevere for another ten years, the Iron Sword Sect would have surely become a great sect."

"It's time, it's fate."

Feng Buping was also very sad.

The regret and disdain expressed by Linghu Chong have made it so clear that several of Taoist Panyun’s disciples still dare not step forward to collect the body of their master.

I didn't even dare to cry out loud.

Its coldness is evident from this.

Just now.

Mian Kyoushiro suddenly clasped his hands together.

Then another courtesy was performed.

The samurai sword flew across the air.

Taoist Panyun's body was separated.

Mian Kuang Shilang actually added a finishing blow to the corpse of Taoist Pan Yun.

Quiet.

The whole audience almost stopped breathing.

"Evildoer!"

"mad Men!"

Countless shouts arose.

In a contest of martial arts, whoever wins wins.

What's more, you have already killed the other person.

The feud ends here.

But after the opponent's death, he beheaded him, leaving his opponent's body to be dismembered.

This was simply treason in a feudal society that emphasized dying a proper death and being buried in peace.

Hey.

Feng Buping swooped down sideways.

"Draw out the sword."

The Unfair Sword pointed directly at Mian Kuang Shilang's face, and he said coldly, "You've already fought me. I won't take advantage of you. If I don't defeat you within a hundred breaths, then I lose."

"Feng Buping! He is Feng Buping, the swift sword of the wind!"

".Haha, this wanderer's good days are over."

"The Huashan Sect's senior brother has personally taken action, and Mian Kuang Shilang will undoubtedly die."

……

The originally quiet first floor became lively.

Several of Taoist Pan Yun's disciples also seized the opportunity to shout.

"Finally, there's a decent master."

Mian Kyoushiro took out a handkerchief.

Wipe the blood off the katana.

Then he covered the head of Taoist Panyun with his handkerchief, which was still open after his death.

"Silang has heard of the Huashan Sect's reputation for a long time."

"The ultimate goal of this trip into the Central Plains is to challenge Yue Buqun."

Mian Kyoushiro's katana was sheathed.

At the same time, begin to lower your body.

Make the motion of drawing a sword.

"By you?"

"Not qualified."

While Feng Buping was responding, he had completed his buildup of strength.

"Kill you..."

"That's enough!"

Before Mian Kuang Shiro finished speaking, the man had disappeared.

The ground where he was standing even exploded.

At the same time, the uneven sword swept heavily across the ground in front.

There was an explosion.

The ground exploded and the flying debris spread out indiscriminately.

Ding……

Dozens of sword lights burst out in front.

Mian Kuang Shilang obviously didn't expect Feng Buping to have such a trick.

Can only defend passively.

The previous move to draw the sword has been broken.

But Feng Buping was more ruthless and fierce than he imagined.

The vast true energy burst out of his body like an uncontrolled flood.

These are hundreds of thousands of sword energies.

At the same time, there are flying swords all over the sky.

Everyone was shocked by the wonderful and terrifying sword light.

Can't even breathe.