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

"Let's get rid of them all."

"Don't be disgusting here."

Bai Feifei fanned her hands.

The mother-in-law didn't say a word and turned back to deal with the Qinglong Society killers.

"We have so many tough enemies here, not to mention Huashan."

"Hey, I'm going to Huashan to take a look. You guys continue to look after your hometown."

Bai Feifei looked towards Huashan.

next moment.

The man flew into the bamboo forest like a ghost.

And on Mount Huashan, which everyone is most worried about.

There was indeed fighting.

But the killing continues.

In front of Ju'an Building.

Lin Shiyin held a sword.

The sword was covered in blood.

There were seven or eight bodies lying in front of Ju'an.

At this moment, Lin Shiyin was guarding the front door like a female killer.

Even famous masters in the martial arts world find it difficult to cross the line.

Boom!

A body was thrown from a window.

Then Ding Baiyun also jumped out.

"This guy is using the Twelve Linked Docks' body movement technique."

"But the sword technique is Wudang sword technique."

Ding Baiyun looked relaxed.

After marrying Feng Buping, she has been spoiled.

But because there were too many geniuses suppressing her, she didn't even have the space to be arrogant.

The only thing we have is a freer and more comfortable environment for cultivation.

In just these few years.

With occasional high-end guidance, her swordsmanship gradually made a transformation-level improvement.

As a result, his cultivation level also increased with the support of many resources.

Today it is today.

She may not be as good as Ding Chengfeng, but she is not far behind.

At least dealing with a Qinglong Society killer whose identity is not even revealed is not a problem at all.

"It's the Qinglong Society after all."

Ning Zhongze also came.

She is more tough.

He was holding a person in his hand.

Seeing this person, Ding Baiyun's eyes twitched.

Lin Shiyin also closed her eyes.

This person is no one else.

It was Lu Lianrong, the golden-eyed eagle of the Hengshan School.

But at this moment, Lu Lianrong was deader than dead, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Clang!

The extremely harsh sound of gold colliding.

The voice came from Yousuo Buweixuan.

"You guys watch the kids here."

"I'll come as soon as I go."

Ning Zhongze killed without thinking.

Lin Shiyin wanted to speak, but swallowed it back.

Among all the women in Huashan, Ning Zhongze has the highest martial arts skills, but is also the most low-key.

Except for Yue Buqun and Feng Qingyang, no one knows what level Ning Zhongze's Zixia Divine Art and Dugu Nine Swords have reached.

But everyone knows it.

Ning Zhongze is definitely better than Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi.

The view in front of me suddenly widened.

What catches the eye are buildings such as Youshoubuweixuan and Jianqi Chongxiaotang.

The training ground, which could accommodate hundreds of disciples, was now covered in blood.

only……

Those who died were all members of the Qinglong Society.

More than thirty bodies.

None of them belong to Huashan.

The only member of the Qinglong Society who could still stand was an old man wearing a Yama mask.

But his Yama mask is white.

"Good good!"

Bai Yanluo covered his heart.

There was a bloody wound on the side of his heart.

If this bloody wound were half a thumb smaller, even the immortals would not be able to save it.

"The Tyrant Sword of the Unfeeling Manor Master."

"Sword Madman Hu Bugui."

"The Worry-Free Sword is completed without worry, and the Golden Snake Sword is never abandoned."

"And the large and small evil-repelling swords of the Fuwei Escort Agency."

Bai Yanluo said sadly, "So many of Jianghu's top masters came here just to entertain me. I have to admit, I really underestimated you, Huashan."

"I'm going to call you the new leader of the Azure Dragon Society."

"Or is it more appropriate to call you Senior Tornado?"

Lin Zhongxiong clasped his fists.

Just now they had taken turns greeting the people from the Qinglong Society.

I now understand how terrifying this old monster is.

"So you know my identity."

Bai Yanluo took off his mask, revealing an old face full of vicissitudes of life.

Tornado asked, "I haven't been in the martial arts world for over 20 years. How come you could recognize me so easily?"

tornado.

A desert bandit from the same period as The Swordsman.

How powerful are these guys?

Even Jin Wuwang, the financial envoy under the command of Happy King Chai Yuguan, whose martial arts and status were comparable to Wang Lianhua, could only serve as a military advisor.

Legend has it that their movements are like a tornado in the desert.

No matter whether it is a major martial arts sect.

Or maybe a small grassland tribe.

Meeting them is like meeting a tornado, and they will eat you up completely.

The founder who controlled this group of people never had a name.

Everyone calls him Tornado.

Or Lord Long.

"Have no idea."

"The old senior's martial arts are so unique."

Lin Zhongxiong replied, "The zhenqi is like the hot current of the desert, dry and violent; the sword technique is even more like a tornado, if you don't move, it's fine, but if you move, it's a fight to the death."

"Ok."

"I am still too naive."

The tornado was terrible.

If he faces any master, he is sure to win.

But with so many people in front of him, he didn't even have half a hope.

"But you don't stand a chance."

Tornado sneered, "The gang leader is taking action personally this time. With your strength, there's no way you can withstand a martial arts grandmaster."

"You are still too naive."

Cheng Buyou sneered repeatedly.

"Who said there are no Grandmasters in Huashan?"

Cong Buqi's smile was even more full of sarcasm.

"impossible!"

"Feng Qingyang and Sun Baifa have already left the mountain. You only have Feng Buping on Huashan who can rival the Grandmaster. But he's like a grasshopper after autumn, and he won't be able to jump for many more days."

The tornado is old.

I don't have much hope for my life.

But it would be an extremely pleasant thing if we could drag the huge Huashan Mountain to be buried with us.

"Who said the uncles went down the mountain?"

"Who said that we at Huashan only have three grand masters?"

Chapter 457 Sword Qi Like Silk

Wo Liuyun's death is a secret known to very few people.

Therefore, Feng Buping’s breakthrough has not spread to the world until now.

This is a secret that Yue Buqun and his group keep together.

Today it is today.

It finally achieved a decisive effect.

"impossible."

"Your Huashan can't possibly have so many Grandmasters."