"Senior Brother Yue, are you questioning the Five Sacred Flags in my hand?"
Yue Buqun looked at the thin old man next to him who was threatening him with Ling Qi, and his heart was about to explode. These people really didn't take Yue Buqun seriously.
However, no matter how angry he was, Yue Buqun still had to hold back on the surface and said calmly.
"I don't dare. Yue did not question Junior Brother Lu Bai's intention. It's just that the replacement of the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect is of great importance. Yue wants to ask the left leader face to face before making any decision."
As soon as Yue Buqun finished speaking, the thin old man Lu Bai turned into a hundred tables, stood up directly, and began to question Yue Buqun darkly.
Just as the debate in the main hall of the Huashan Sect became more and more intense, at the gate of the Huashan Sect, a young man with a weak crown wearing black clothes walked into the Huashan Sect with a calm expression.
Chen Feng looked at the Huashan Sect and the scenery that had hardly changed three years ago, and for some reason he suddenly felt lonely.
After all, he once lived here for seven years, and it also carried a lot of memories. What if he never came back, but now that he came back, every bit of the past suddenly poured into his mind, making him endure it.
I can't help but miss it.
But what surprised him was that he walked all the way from the gate and finally reached the martial arts arena, but there was still no one there.
Chen Feng frowned, where have everyone gone?
Chen Feng felt confused and had no choice but to walk towards the main hall of the Huashan Sect's Taoist temple.
Not long after, he came to the door of the Taoist temple. Seeing the scene inside the Taoist temple, Chen Feng realized why there was no one outside. It turned out that they were all hiding here.
Chen Feng walked up behind a disciple he had never seen before and patted him on the shoulder.
"What happened in there?"
The disciple timidly turned his head to look at Chen Feng, and lowered his head when he saw a senior brother he had never seen before.
"Senior brother, Huashan sent a lot of people today. The master and his wife are waiting inside to receive them, but there seems to be a quarrel inside."
Are you arguing? Chen Feng frowned. He thought for a while and then thought that according to the current time, it should be Lu Bai of the Songshan Sect who was leading the swordsmen of the Huashan Sect, Feng Buping, Cong Buqi and Cheng Buyou.
People from Zong came to trouble Yue Buqun.
It should be them looking inside.
"May I have your name?"
Chen Feng took a look at this timid Huashan Sect disciple. He looked strange. Could it be that he was a new disciple?
"This...this senior brother, my name is Lin Pingzhi."
When Lin Pingzhi reported his name, Chen Feng almost choked on his own saliva.
Lin Pingzhi? What kind of situation do I rely on? Why did Yue Buqun invite this moldy god to the mountain again? Didn't I give him a copy of the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng? Are you still thinking about the evil-dispelling sword manual?
Chen Feng racked his brains to think about what Yue Buqun was thinking. The Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng were no worse than the sword manual to ward off evil spirits. They didn't even have to cut off the penis, but they were still thinking about the sword manual to ward off evil spirits. They really didn't want their lives.
Already.
After thinking for a long time, Chen Feng finally came up with the most reasonable guess. Even with his talent, it took him nearly four years to practice the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng. However, if it were replaced by Yue Buqun's talent, if he wanted to
You shouldn't even think about successfully practicing this martial arts within ten years, right?
But now the situation of the Huashan Sect does not allow him to practice slowly, so he has to take a desperate risk and look for the evil-repelling sword manual that can be practiced by cutting off the penis and practicing it in a short time.
But it doesn't seem right. Yue Buqun probably doesn't know that the sword manual for warding off evil is a quick sword technique, so why would he recruit Lin Pingzhi?
After thinking for a while and finding that he really couldn't figure it out, Chen Feng shook his head. He no longer wanted to care about Yue Buqun and let him go, but the other members of the Huashan Sect could help him if they could.
And just when Chen Feng finished thinking about it, the door of the main hall was knocked open with a "bang".
"I have long heard about the name of Huashan Qi Sect Lin Nvxia, and the whole world has heard about it. Today, Sword Sect Cheng Buyou wants to learn about Lin Nvxia's qigong."
Chen Feng saw his aunt Ning Zhongze and an old man in his fifties or sixties rushing out of the door at the same time.
Ning Zhong, on the other hand, has long been angry with Cheng Buyou and others for their aggressive approach towards Yue Buqun. Although she is not sure of victory, how can she tolerate it at this point?
With a swish sound, he drew out his long sword and rushed forward to fight with Cheng Buyou.
However, Cheng Buyou's strength has reached the first-class level for a long time. Ning Zhongze, who just entered the first-class level some time ago, is naturally no match for him. Within a dozen moves, both sides went back and forth, but after twenty moves, Ning Zhongze...
He started to feel weak and fell into a disadvantage. After fifty moves, he could only hold on undefeated, and he was suppressed very miserably.
On the side, Linghu Chong looked at his master's wife's situation, gritted his teeth, and regardless of the difference in strength, he directly drew his sword and stood with Ning Zhongze.
Now, under Chen Feng's indirect encouragement, he has become very different from the Linghu Chong in the original work, both in terms of strength and personality.
Now, thanks to Linghu Chong's own efforts, his strength has soared to the mid-level second-rate level.
Moreover, in Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin hand-washing meeting some time ago, after Tian Boguang kidnapped Yilin, he relied on his strength to directly rescue Yilin from Tian Boguang's hands, instead of relying on the cleverness in the original work to fight with Tian Boguang.
Light swirls.
So naturally, there is no longer the plot where he was slandered and imprisoned by various sects.
In addition, under the influence of Chen Feng's subconscious, his character is no longer the reckless and conceited character in the original work.
Therefore, it is no longer like in the original work, where he competed with Ning Zhongze from the beginning and was almost beaten to death with a palm.
But in the current situation, Linghu Chong couldn't help but take action even if he was rational. After all, the master's wife was almost unable to support herself under Cheng Buyou.
Pulling out the sword in his hand, Youfeng Laiyi struck directly at Cheng Buyou with one move.
"Humph, you ignorant junior, you are looking for death!" Cheng Buyou sneered, a little second-rate mid-level man dared to take action against him, do you look down on him?
Linghu Chong glanced at Linghu Chong viciously, and stabbed out four swords in a row. A very powerful move from the Huashan Sword Sect was used by Cheng Buyou with great familiarity.
Sword lights flashed through the air, and Ning Zhong's expression changed drastically. He tried his best to resist the attack and took ten steps back.
After Cheng Buyou repelled Ning Zhongze, he did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him, but turned around and rushed towards Linghu Chong.
"Chong'er, retreat quickly, you are no match for him!"
Ning Zhong saw Cheng Buyou's movements and became very anxious. If Linghu Chong, his eldest disciple, were to confront the ruthless Cheng Buyou, the consequences would be absolutely disastrous.
Linghu Chong also understood the gap between him and Cheng Buyou and retreated hastily, but the gap in strength between the two could not be made up. Cheng Buyou connected his feet and quickly caught up with Linghu Chong and stabbed him with his sword.
In panic, Linghu Chong turned around to resist, but with just one strike, his sword was knocked away by Cheng Buyou.
A cold light flashed in Cheng Buyou's eyes, and without stopping, his hand stabbed towards Linghu Chong's chest.