The long sword clanked.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Stab Linghu Chong.

Sword energy is everywhere, and sword shadows are everywhere.

Watertight and airtight.

Linghu Chong changes color.

He felt hugely threatened.

Feng Buping's Dugu Nine Swordsman is really better than him.

"Sword Swinging Style!"

Seeing the enemy getting closer and closer, Linghu Chong had no choice but to draw his sword to fight.

"Zheng..."

He can still hold on, but... everyone can see that defeat will happen sooner or later.

"Boy, you are too weak!"

"Your sword is too rough and too slow!"

Feng Buping was extremely proud.

Keep attacking Linghu Chong.

Hua Hua Hua...

Not long after, Linghu Chong's body was covered with many dense sword marks.

Linghu Chong felt bitter in his heart.

Uncle Taishi, you are lying.

What if I was promised to be invincible?

We agreed that Dugu Nine Swords is a huge secret, and I'm not allowed to tell anyone else?

Didn’t you say that after learning Dugu Nine Swords, I would have few opponents in the world?

fraud!

Linghu Chong claimed that he had been deceived.

Seeing that Linghu Chong was about to lose his strength and was about to die under Feng Buping's iron sword, Yue Buqun couldn't stand it anymore.

"enough!"

He frowned and shouted loudly.

"Zheng..."

The iron sword was unsheathed, and the figure moved, as if teleporting, right in front of Feng Buping.

Feng Buping and everyone present were shocked.

Yue Buqun's speed was too fast.

It's almost like a ghost.

"drink…"

Feng Buping doesn't care. Now that he's bloody, he'll kill the god if he blocks it!

"Jianjian style!"

Zheng……

The long sword buzzed.

Stabbing into Yue Buqun's heart.

"Ding!"

His sword actually pierced the body of the sword.

Taking a closer look, the blade of a sword was already lying across Yue Buqun's heart, accurately touching Feng Buping's sword tip.

"How can it be?"

Feng Buping was stunned.

Just now...it was obvious that he was holding the sword with his right hand pointed at the ground, but why in that moment...his sword was blocking his chest?

What speed is this?

I can’t see how he did it at all!

"You...you also learned..." Feng Buping's eyes widened, wanting to say something.

But a long sword slipped from his neck, and he didn't even see whether it was a move or not. He didn't feel whether the other party touched him or not, but at this moment, he felt a warm current gushing out from his neck.

his throat.

was cut.

Spurting out scarlet blood like a fountain.

Feng Buping's words were completely blocked in his throat before he could speak, and he couldn't make a sound. When he tried to speak, he could only see more blood spurting out from the broken part of his throat.

"thump…"

His face was pale, his eyes were as big as bells, full of disbelief and horror... His blood-stained hand pointed at Yue Buqun.

Falling down in the field.

"Senior Brother Feng!" Cheng Buyou was furious when he saw Feng Buping being killed instantly.

He glared at Yue Buqun.

road:

"Yue Buqun, you are so cruel!"

"I kill you!"

"Playing the flute on the river!"

"Huhu..."

Cheng Buyou activated Sunflower's true energy and killed Yue Buqun.

But he felt a numbness in his chest, as if he had been stung by something.

When he looked down, he saw a long sword inserted into his chest, two-thirds of the way through.

And the person holding the sword is actually...

Yue Buqun.

Just now... he was so far away from me, but why suddenly, he was in front of me, as if teleporting, and... he sent the sword into his heart.

Too...too fast.

horrible.

How could it be so fast?

Cheng Buyou was shocked!

But... he suddenly thought of something, and the fear and astonishment on his face... turned into ridicule.

"So you are too...haha...too..."

"Puff..."

Yue Buqun withdrew his long sword and stabbed it into Cheng Buyou's throat, choking his words.

"Whoosh..."

The long sword was drawn out, and blood spurted from Cheng Buyou's neck.

Yue Buqun calmly turned around and looked at the shocked disciples of the Jian Sect and the shocked disciples of the Songshan Sect.

He sheathed his sword and threw it behind him.

Keep your waist straight.

Stroking his beard.

He said calmly:

"Everyone, who still wants Yue to abdicate in favor of someone more worthy?"

He glanced at the Qi Sect disciples and Songshan Sect disciples.

Read them one by one.

There was no murderous intent in his eyes, he just watched calmly.

However, everyone turned pale and did not dare to look at Yue Buqun. When they met Yue Buqun's eyes, they all lowered their heads... for fear of being stared at by those eyes that were colder than a tiger or a wolf.
To be continued...