Linghu Chong was already extremely angry when he heard these people's false accusations. Seeing that these people had poor eyesight, he shouted: "My sword technique was taught by a senior of the Huashan Sect. How could it be the evil-repelling sword technique?"

The old man sneered and said, "If you were from other schools, I might believe this, but you Huashan... Humph, except for your master's wife, how can you have any seniors?"

Tang Yinge nodded and said, "This sentence is reasonable. Apart from Mr. Yue and Ning Zhongze, there are probably only these senior brothers in the Huashan Sect." He said, pointing to Feng Buping and others, introducing them one by one, and then said, "Are it the Evil-Breaking Sword Technique or the Huashan Sword Technique? Several senior brothers of the Huashan Sect must recognize it, and everyone will know at a glance."

Seeing this, the old man looked around everyone and said, "All those who arrived tonight were famous heroes and heroes in the martial arts world, and there were also experts from Huashan Sword Sect here. How to deal with this matter? Follow everyone's instructions, everyone will follow the instructions."

Yue Fangxing saw them singing and reconcile, as if he had recognized the evil-proof sword technique used by Linghu Chong. He was annoyed and said coldly: "This is the best. If you really don't follow it, these three people are the lessons of the past." He said that, pointing to the three dead bodies on the ground, all of which were killed by him, so he is of course qualified to say this.

The old man was told about the pain, snorted coldly, and did not answer.

Feng Buping jumped off his horse, bowed to everyone, and said, "I am really grateful to everyone for this. Yue Buqun secretly occupies the position of the head of our sect, which has caused resentment from heaven and the world, and has ruined his reputation. Today, he has done all kinds of lawless things to force the recruitment of disciples and seize the sword. He has no virtue and power, and was not worthy of being the leader of the Huashan Sect, but he only thought about the difficulties of starting a business in our sect. He really couldn't bear to be destroyed by the unworthy disciple of Yue Buqun, so he had to make it difficult. He also hoped that all friends would always give advice and urge him in the future." As he said that, he clasped his fists and bowed in all directions.

Yue Fangxing was furious when he heard this. Lin Pingzhi had no way to go, so he went to Huashan. Now, in Feng Buping's mouth, it has become evidence that the Huashan Sect is trying to seize the "Sword of Evil Repelling". He couldn't help but look at Lin Pingzhi coldly.

Lin Pingzhi stepped forward and said loudly: "The disciple has no way to go. Master Meng takes him in. Now he is a disciple of Huashan. But he has never heard of you, so why is your right to take care of me about Huashan?" Although he stood up and maintained Huashan in his words, he avoided talking about the evil-proof sword technique, and obviously he was a little suspicious.

Feng Bupingzheng was so proud that he could not handle the words of a junior. He continued: "Yue Buqun seized the sword score and refused to repent. He was extremely guilty and could not forgive him. He must implement the rules and execute him immediately! Junior Brother Cong, you can compete with this junior so that everyone can see clearly so that you can clean up the portal for this sect." He ignored Lin Pingzhi who had just spoken and pointed at Linghu Chong.

A man in his fifties responded, "Yes!" He drew out his long sword, walked to Linghu Chong, and grinned, "Boy, fighting with the uncle is considered to be your fate!"

Yue Fangxing was worried that Linghu Chong was injured, so he stepped forward with a sword and said, "I want to compete with my senior brother. I will pass my level first."

Cong Buqi had never seen him and did not recognize him, but he heard that he called Senior Brother Linghu Chong, and it was probably his junior brother, so he thought that his martial arts skills were even worse. Haha, he said, "Children Huangkou, you don't have to be so anxious if you want to die!"

Feng Buping shouted: "Junior Brother Cong, it is useless to say more, kill me!"

Cong Buqi said, "Yes!" He lifted up his long sword, his elbows shrank, and the red light on the torch shone on the blade, sometimes red and sometimes blue.

Yue Fangxing roared and said loudly: "Okay! Let you see today why my Qi Zong won!" Seeing that this man was so rude, he had made up his mind to completely impress this man.

Cong Buqi was shocked when he heard his long roar: This kid is very skilled and deserves to be a member of the Qi Sect. Seeing that the sword Yue Fangxing was holding was very heavy, he should use more techniques of opening and closing. He made up his mind to use his exquisite sword techniques that he had practiced for decades to defeat the enemy.

But after all, he is an old man and will not make a decision at will. He sneered and said, "Boy, I won't take action yet!" He wanted to see Yue Fangxing's sword path first.

Although Yue Fangxing had little experience in the enemy and did not understand Cong Buqi's intention, he was unwilling to take advantage of the other party, so as not to avoid the person being dissatisfied and having another dispute. He knew that he was a junior, and it was a rule to take action first, and he was not humble. He set up a pine tree to welcome guests and protect him in front of him.

This sword technique changes from the shape of these ancient pine trees. Although it is not among the nine styles of Huashan, it can adopt various sword techniques and is used by Yue Fangxing as a starting style.

Seeing him like this, Cong Buqi was furious: If you don’t know how to give you a chance, it’s no wonder I was. He stabbed his sword with his right hand and made three swords. One sword was as fast as a sword, all pointing at Yue Fangxing’s vital points, which was very cruel.

When the audience saw this, they cursed in their hearts: This man is really a ruthless person. His nephew knows tolerant, but he is so cruel. You must know that behind Yue Fangxing is Linghu Chong, but he has no choice but to retreat. If he really wants to be stabbed by him, most of the lives of the two of them will be difficult to protect.

Of course, Yue Fangxing would not retreat, nor was he panicked. Three clangs, fire lights flew out, blocking the three swords. He also fought back with one sword, with true energy on the blade, which was very sharp. It was the purple qi of the nine poses of Huashan Mountain coming from the east.

Cong Buqi was shocked when he saw that he easily blocked his three swords. He saw him counterattacking and hurriedly retreated. He had just intersected with Yue Fangxing's long sword three times, and his arms were already faintly numb. Seeing that the sword was powerful, he did not dare to block it hard, and wanted to avoid the edge for the time being.

Although this retreat was a good choice, he lost the initiative. Yue Fangxing was in power and was unforgivable. Huashan nine styles were used one after another, continuously, forcing Cong Buqi to retreat step by step. His skills were already better than Cong Buqi, and his sword skills were not much different, but his experience was far inferior, so he was so serious at the beginning. Now that he has the initiative, he still didn't know how to defeat the enemy. However, if he wanted to completely conquer the people of the Sword Sect, he did not use the Hunyuan sword technique he was better at, and only used the Huashan nine styles.

Cong Buqi was careless for a moment and was counterattacked rashly, but he lost the opportunity and was forced to retreat step by step. He was extremely shocked and angry. He did not expect to be forced to such a point by a junior, which made him look so shameless. He roared repeatedly, trying to regain the situation.

The audience was shocked when they saw this. Unexpectedly, Yue Fangxing's sword technique was so exquisite. After watching for a while, they could see that Yue Fangxing's sword technique was only one by one, but every time they set out, there were slight changes, so it seemed endless and extremely exquisite.

If this is the case alone, it will only surprise them a little. What's more important is that Yue Fangxing's sword was snarling, obviously his strength was quite strong. He was only young and dared to consume his true energy so much. Obviously, his skills were far beyond everyone's expectations.

In fact, they didn't know that this was the wonderful thing about the sword technique in Yue Fangxing's theory. Even if ordinary people have deep skills, it is difficult for them to attach true qi to the sword when using sword techniques, and no one can bear such consumption. However, the sword technique is different. It is a combination of moves and true qi. Not only does it bring its own true qi when used, it does not require much effort, but it will also drive the true qi in the body to replenish the power consumption. In this way, the efficiency of using it is higher and there is always some resumption, which is naturally much longer than others. Although the Huashan Nine Styles have little effect on Yue Fangxing to make up for his skills, it consumes much less when he uses it. Otherwise, even if Yue Fangxing has a deeper skill, he would not dare to do this all the time.

The audience naturally didn't know that when they saw Yue Fangxing taking hundreds of moves in succession, they were shocked and unable to stop thinking about it.

Cong Buqi roared repeatedly, but he could not save the situation. Although his sword technique was excellent, it was purely a fighting technique that was not strong. Once he touched Yue Fangxing's long sword, it would be shaken and no threat to him. It was not so easy to find the flaws of Yue Fangxing's sword technique. This set of sword technique was perfected by Feng Qingyang, and even if there were some flaws, they were hidden or quickly made up for it. He found someone else's flaws for life, and how could the flaws in his own sword technique be seen at once?

Cong Buqi retreated repeatedly, and soon retreated to the temple gate. He was about to be forced outside the temple. If this is true, he could be said to be invincible and defeated.

Cong Buqi noticed this and felt cruel in his heart. He suddenly shouted loudly, ignoring Yue Fangxing's moves, slashing out the sword horizontally, as if he wanted to fight for the same death.

Everyone exclaimed, but they didn't expect that this would happen. Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan screamed even more.
Chapter completed!