Changle has been on the Siguo Cliff for more than half a month. Every day, he is not only fighting with Feng Qingyang, but also practicing Zixia Gong.

He felt that he was almost the same as breaking through.

During this period, Yue Buqunyan ordered everyone not to disturb Changle's practice except to go up the mountain to deliver food.

Every day he looked up at the foot of the mountain and looked at the cliff of Siguru. Zixia was a thing he dared not think about.

With the sophistication of the evil-proof sword technique, Lin Pingzhi can now beat him.

Yue Buqun looked at them with grief. These two people were really good at it. But why did they not make it Huashan Sword Technique?

"Master, Ding of Songshan Sect, Uncle Lu is here." Lu Dayou ran to Zhengqi Hall and said.

Yue Buqun put away the sword in his hand, and Ning Zhongze also looked puzzled.

"Senior brother, what are these two people doing in our Huashan?" Ning Zhongze asked curiously.

Master Dingxian's letter told Yue Buqun his own speculation very tactfully, and also expressed his desire to advance and retreat with the Huashan Sect. Although the Hengshan Sect was damaged because Mr. Mo Da eliminated Lu Lianrong.

But now Yang Fan, the chief of staff, has a good relationship with Changle, and he often has letters. He will write a letter to Yue Buqun every time and ask for advice on all matters in the sect.

It’s not that Yang Fan really wanted to ask Yue Buqun for advice, it was just that he expressed his attitude that the Hengshan School followed the leader of Huashan horses.

Now there are helpers outside and experts inside.

Yue Buqun is not at all guilty!

Well, my mother is not at all guilty!

"Please go up the mountain!" Yue Buqun said with a smile on his face.

After a while, Ding Mian, who was smiling, walked into Zhengqi Hall with the expressionless Lu Bai and two angry men.

They still remember that the plaque here used to be written not on the Zhengqi Hall, but on the four big words "Sword Qi Chongxiao".

"Senior Brother Yue, I'm so embarrassed to take the initiative to disturb you." Ding Mian said with a smile.

"What's the matter with Junior Brother Ding coming this time?" Yue Buqun saw the two people behind Lu Bai, and he looked familiar but couldn't remember when he had seen them.

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed. Some time ago, these two masters were met. When I saw that these two swordsmanship were excellent, I immediately felt like making friends.

Later I asked, I found out that these two were the descendants of the Huashan Sword Sect, so I told the Zuo Alliance Leader about this. Zuo Alliance Leader felt that these two swordsmanship were so powerful, and it would be a pity that they were buried there.

So I sent it to Huashan and wanted to ask Senior Brother Yue if he could make arrangements."

"We are here to let Yue Buqun give up the position of the head of Huashan!" Cheng Buyou shouted.

Feng Buping did not speak, and glanced at Yue Ning and the other two proudly.

"Haha." Yue Buqun smiled and shook the folding fan, as if he didn't take the two seriously. "Yue is not able to do the matter, either I will ask Uncle Feng for instructions."

Ding and Lu's faces suddenly became ugly, while Feng and Cheng's faces looked disbelieving.

Both of the Sword Sect thought that Feng Qingyang was Yue Buqun's attempt to cover up his words. In their opinion, if Mr. Feng was really there, he would be facing their Sword Sect.

In fact, Feng Qingyang went to visit the descendants of the Sword Sect at that time. After learning that Feng Qingyang had come out of the mountain, they were directly invited by Zuo Lengchan to the Songshan Sect. Zuo Lengchan felt that Feng Qingyang should have some room for the disciples of the Sword Sect, so this time they were asked to go up the mountain and make a fuss.

It is best to let Feng Qingyang not help each other and retreat without asking about the world.

"If Uncle Feng is really here, he will support our Sword Sect. If you have the ability, please come and find Uncle Feng!" Cheng Buyou didn't believe that Feng Qingyang was still alive in the world.

"Yue Buqun! Stop talking nonsense! We see real tricks under our hands!"

Cheng Buyou then drew his sword directly after saying that. The sword disciples were immersed in the sword art that the sword sect had been immersed in the whole life, but the sword technique was somewhat powerful.

"Master, leave this guy to your disciple." Linghu Chong had long disliked this guy.

"Be careful, don't hurt the guests." Yue Buqun said calmly.

He knew the skills of his great disciple. In addition to not loving to practice internal skills, he just said that he might not be his opponent in swordsmanship.

"I understand, master. I will use Uncle Feng to pass on my sword technique to let this guy see." Linghu Chong's long sword crossed and caught Cheng Buyou's sword.

Linghu Chong's swordsmanship is already quite talented, and Dugu Nine Swords are very compatible with him.

The two fought more than ten moves, but Cheng Buyou was completely suppressed.

After thirty moves, Linghu Chong changed to sweep to stab, and directly picked up the long sword in Cheng Buyou's hand.

"Senior Brother is amazing!" Yue Lingshan said with a smile.

The brothers and sisters also applauded.

"You are not using the Huashan Sword Technique!" Cheng Buyou said unwillingly.

"Don't worry, if you lose, you lose." Feng Buping raised his hand and said.

"Hmph!" Cheng Buyou stood aside angrily.

"This young man, I'll learn your tricks." Feng Buping took out his sword after he said that.

He has been practicing sword skills hard for more than 20 years.

On a strong wind afternoon, he accidentally created these sword techniques of the wind.

The sword is like a strong wind, killing all herbs!

Feng Buping's sword was almost at its peak. Yue Buqun watched from the side and had to admit that this guy was so skillful in his swordsmanship.

He looked at Linghu Chong worriedly, but fortunately Linghu Chong had already understood the sword intent of Dugu Jiujian.

What if you are storms and storms?

I only have one sword!

break!

Feng Buping didn't expect that the sword technique he had practiced for twenty years would be broken by a Huashan disciple. If Yue Buqun broke it, he would be better.

But the one who broke his sword technique was actually Yue Buqun's disciple.

Angry! Shame!

He just wanted to defeat the guy in front of him now, and his internal strength was circulating and slashing towards Linghu Chong with his palm.

Yue Buqun didn't expect Feng Buping to use this move, and it was too late for him to rescue him.

But I saw a red dress, like a ghost.

He pulled Linghu Chong away with one hand, and then pointed at Feng Buping's key point as a sword.

Feng Buping rushed to resist, and Cheng Buyou also helped. Lin Pingzhi had no intention of killing people, so he came back after being scared.

"Who are you!" Feng Buping asked with lingering fear. Death just now was really close to him.

"Huashan Forest is Pingzhi!" He stood proudly, he wanted to say this sentence very early.

"Ding, Lu, the two junior brothers will go back after lunch." Yue Buqun never looked at Feng again, just one glance.

"Hahaha, Master Feng is here, I want to see his style." Ding Mian said with a big laugh. Now it's time to see if Feng Qingyang helps the two sluts of the Sword Sect.

"Changle's cultivation has reached the key point, Master Feng is helping to watch." Yue Buqun shook the folding fan and said jokingly, "Mr. Feng is so good to this disciple, it's enviable."

It was noon at this time, and I saw the cage of Siguo Cliff from Zhengqi Hall.

Everyone saw the cliff of thought, and the sun shines thousands of ways.

It’s not too early or late now, but the sky is full of light.
Chapter completed!