The sky was blue, and the giant kite kept fluttering its wings, like a bloodthirsty monster. Old man Wuwang looked at the members of the Chinese sect below with a look of pride on his face. His eyes stayed on the old man and asked disdainfully: "You
Who is it?"
The old man said in a deep voice: "The elder of Hua Clan is unruly."
Old Man Wuwu snorted, "It turns out it's you, one of the four elders of Huamen Fengyun Leixue, the most powerful person besides Ximen Lang. Very good, I'm looking for you. Feng Buji, please open your eyes and take a look.
Who is this girl?"
Feng Buzhi looked at it intently, with surprise on his face, and lost his voice: "Yun Qing... why is it you?"
Yun Qing's face was as calm as water, and he said calmly: "Elder Feng, you are fine. That's right, it's me, the poor child whose parents were forced to death by you back then."
Feng Buzhi knew that this girl had always been brooding over the deaths of Yun Juechen and Master Juechen a few years ago. He frowned and said, "It was your parents who committed the big mistake of rebellion. They brought it upon themselves. How can you blame others?"
Yun Qing's eyebrows stood up and he said angrily: "You're talking nonsense..."
The old man Wuwang waved his hand to signal the disciple to stop, "Forget it, let's not mention what happened back then. I came here today to inform you of something. That beast Ximen Lang is despicable and shameless. He died in an avalanche now. It was God who dealt with him."
It’s retribution, it’s a happy thing, you don’t need to be too sad..."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of many members of the Huamen suddenly changed color. Fatty Han couldn't bear it anymore and cursed: "Fuck you, you old man..."
On the giant kite, a man with half of his face black and blue said angrily: "Bold..." He raised his left hand, and more than a dozen dark lights shot out, as fast as lightning.
What a vicious hidden weapon! Feng Buji was horrified, knowing that Han Hua would never be able to dodge, so he flashed in front of the opponent, and flew out with both palms. In an instant, the shadows of his palms shook, and those dark lights disappeared like stones sinking into the sea.
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Feng Buzhi spread his palms and saw that there was a hidden weapon like a date stone in his palm. The edge was extremely sharp. He was secretly shocked. He could launch so many hidden weapons with just a few movements. He had no idea that the other party was a rare master.
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The man with a ruthless face was named Zhao Yusen. He was one of the first three disciples of Wuwu Lai, and he was known as the Thousand-Handed Zhongkui with his superb hidden weapon. Seeing the old man on the ground catching the hidden weapon he fired, he snorted coldly and said with a ferocious expression:
"Old guy, I didn't expect you to be pretty good at it. If you are capable, would you like to try another one?"
A cold light flashed in Feng Buzhi's eyes, and he said angrily: "I'm warning you, this is Huamen, not a place for you to run wild. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
Zhao Yusen was about to fire the concealed weapon again, but was stopped by Old Man Wuwu, "Wait a minute..." The latter looked at Feng Buji with cold eyes, and said with disdain: "So what about the Hua Sect? Are our Kunlun Sect afraid?
Don't you succeed? The wind is unruly, Ximen Lang is dead, and your Huamen is leaderless. I will designate one person to be your chief sect leader. From now on, the position of the chief sect master of Huamen will be taken by my disciple Yun Qing. You all kneel down quickly.
Pay homage."
As soon as these words came out, many members of the Huamen were angry. Tie Meng, one of the nine violent butchers, said angrily: "Old man, who do you think you are? You are the one who wants to appoint the chief sect of our Huamen. Anyone who knows better can get out of here."
, Otherwise, I will let you go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife."
The Thousand-Handed Thief Jiang Li snorted: "She Yunqing is just a rebel against our Hua Clan. How can she be the leader of our Hua Clan? How can she be the leader of our Clan? It's a joke..."
Old Man Wuwei sarcastically said: "They are indeed a bunch of unqualified fools. People say that there are many heroes in the Hua Sect, but I think there are a lot of bears. Today, I, the Kunlun Sect, challenge you to compete with you."
Feng Buzhi said angrily: "Okay, no one in the Hua Clan has ever been afraid of anyone. You can tell me how to compete."
Old Man Wuwu said: "Yun Qing, if you want to be the head of the Hua Clan, it's up to you. These guys are arrogant and domineering, you have to teach them a lesson."
Yun Qing replied respectfully: "Disciple, I understand." She jumped up fiercely, like a butterfly jumping from a height of more than ten meters in the air, and landed lightly in the courtyard.
This light skill was so ingenious that many members of the Huamen looked surprised. They felt that this girl had indeed made great progress after not seeing her for several years. As she said, after seeing each other for three days, she should look at her with admiration.
Yun Qing's slender body was slim and graceful. Even though she was surrounded by members of the Hua Clan, each of whom had a fierce look in their eyes, she remained calm and composed without any fear. She said, "My little girl is not talented. I want to succeed Ximen Lang as the Hua Clan's leader."
I am the new head of the sect, so I am willing to challenge the ten strongest men with the highest martial arts skills in the Hua sect. If I win, I hope you will recognize me and make me the head of the sect."
After hearing this, there was a lot of scolding all around, and many members of the Huamen cursed indignantly: "Damn girl, you really don't know the heights of heaven and earth, you are quite the head of the sect, do you have the qualifications?"
"Get out of here, believe it or not, I will chop you into pieces..."
Yun Qing sneered and said with contempt on his face: "Everyone here claims to be a hero, but they only know how to show off their skills. Why, no one in such a big Huamen dares to accept the challenge, and is not afraid of ridicule by the world?"
"Fuck you, who said you don't dare to challenge me? I'll give you a try."
"You really don't know how high the sky is, you are so arrogant, let me teach you a lesson..."
Several Huamen leaders rushed forward, trying to compete with each other and drive away these uninvited guests as quickly as possible. Unexpectedly, Elder Feng Buji shouted sharply: "Everyone, get out of here..."
These members of the Huamen looked at each other, but they could only obey the order and retreat helplessly.
Feng Buji secretly thought to himself that everyone from the Kunlun Sect must be well prepared this time and must not take it lightly, otherwise, it will damage the reputation of the Hua Sect. Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: "Okay, Yun Qing,
Our Huamen is willing to send out ten masters to accept your challenge. If you are defeated, you Kunlun people are asked to leave quickly. As for taking on the role of the general sect leader, you don’t need to mention it anymore. You have already left the Huamen.
, do not have this qualification."
Yun Qing sneered, "The position of the strong should be taken over by the strong. So what if I am not a member of the Huamen? I think Ximen Lang was not a member of the Huamen back then. I beat you guys to pieces. How can I become the leader?"
I have appointed the chief sect master and let you finish.
Respectfully, I worship you like my ancestors. So, the Hua Clan is a people who bullies the weak and fears the strong. When I defeat the ten people with the highest martial arts among you, let’s see who dares to object. Stop talking nonsense, don’t waste time, and hurry up.