noffsinger Chapter 82 You guys are asking for it!
Chapter 82 You guys are asking for it!
Chapter 82 You guys are asking for it!
Before Linghu Chong could even bend down, Ning Zhongze, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, stopped him.
In an instant, all the disciples of Mount Hua arrived together, each holding a sword hilt, forming a semicircle around Ning Zhongze.
Although they hadn't seen each other for over a decade, the four old acquaintances recognized each other at a glance.
Remnants of the Sword Sect!
A villainous Qi Sect member!
Although there were many Qi Sect members, Ning Zhongze already sensed something was wrong.
Slightly short of funds, her eyes fixed on the approaching enemy, she ordered, "Liang Fa, take your junior brother to heal his wounds!"
Liang Fa accepted the order but did not move. He turned to instruct the disciples beside him, as he could tell that these three people were up to no good.
"Master's wife, these three...?"
"Chong'er, come stand here!"
Linghu Chong dared not disobey, so he quickly stepped back a few paces and stood to the side to protect Ning Zhongze. He raised and lowered his long sword, showing that he was hesitant and undecided.
"It's been many years, Junior Sister Ning, you're still as beautiful as ever." Cong Buqi's gaze fell on Ning Zhongze, his words quite flippant.
This action drew angry glares from the disciples of Mount Hua.
Forced by circumstances, Ning Zhongze suppressed his anger and said coldly, "You are no longer disciples of Mount Hua. What brings you here today?!"
Cheng Buyou raised his head and looked coldly at them, then sneered, "That's hard to say. That Yue fellow has been usurping Mount Hua for many years; it's time to return it to its rightful owner!"
"Master's wife, who...who are they?"
Ning Zhongze ignored Linghu Chong and said directly, "Decades ago, during the sword qi dispute, Master spared you all out of consideration for our fellow disciples."
Not only do you not appreciate my kindness, but you also want to cause trouble for my Mount Hua while my senior brother is away.
What a cowardly scoundrel, a treacherous villain!
As she spoke, Ning Zhongze reached behind her with her left hand and wrote the character "wind" on the back of her daughter's hand.
Yue Lingshan understood, and took a small step, slowly retreating.
Of these three, Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi were already inferior to her in their early years, so there's no need to worry about them.
But Feng Buping is obsessed with swordsmanship. He has been lying low for decades before showing himself. He must be convinced that his swordsmanship is perfect and that he is no match for him.
She would never have gone to seek out Feng Qingyang unless she was forced to.
After all, Uncle Feng also belongs to the Sword Sect, yet he still refuses to see his senior brother and himself. It's really unclear what his attitude is.
But to ensure the safety of his disciple, he could not worry about anything else.
With Che'er and Shan'er's support, Uncle Feng will not let these people cause trouble!
On the other hand, Linghu Chong had a completely different idea.
A battle of sword energy?
Could it be that I've been tricked?!
Coming to my senses, I suddenly remembered that Junior Brother Li had mentioned swordsmanship more than once.
That's right. With Junior Brother Li's sharp eyesight, how could he not see that the sword move followed the Huashan style?
Could it be that he already knew the secrets of these sects, which is why he was deliberately giving them a warning?
Overwhelmed with mixed feelings, his eyes showed a hint of panic.
"Junior Sister Ning, I have come here to reclaim the position of Huashan Sect Leader through a sword competition. I have heard that Senior Brother Yue is already on his way back and will arrive at Huashan soon."
"I'll wait a few days, and let this sword-qi duel end here, how about that?!"
"Senior Brother Feng, why go to such trouble! Those who obey prosper, those who resist perish. From this day forward, the leadership of Mount Hua will change hands. Even if Yue Buqun returns, so what? There are still those who remain..."
""
"Junior Brother Cheng!"
Feng Buping raised his voice to stop him, saying that if they revealed Lu Bai from the foot of the mountain, even if they won, their victory would be illegitimate.
Unexpectedly, Cong Buqi spoke up again, "I think Senior Brother Cheng is right."
Then, with a lewd look on his face, he stared at Ning Zhongze and said, "Junior Sister Ning, you've really suffered these years following that unromantic old scholar surnamed Yue."
"Don't worry, after dealing with that Yue fellow, I will take good care of you and your daughter!"
"You scoundrel, how dare you insult my master and mistress!"
"Chong'er, you mustn't!"
Linghu Chong roared angrily, carried his sword on his back, and leaped out diagonally. In mid-air, he twisted his wrist and thrust his sword, sharp and domineering, which was the move "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun".
"Heh~ Ignorant brat, today I'll show you the true Huashan swordsmanship!"
Cheng Buyou took a step forward, and his longsword spun in a circle.
He was short in stature, but his movements were even faster than Linghu Chong's.
Before "Piercing White Rainbow" could land, it had already missed its target. Cheng Buyou's horizontal slash, aimed at the waist, had arrived as fast as lightning.
The sword flashed, enveloping his waist and abdomen with speed and ruthlessness; an ordinary disciple would have had no way to avoid it.
Ning Zhongze was startled; the deadly Three Immortal Swords Strike!
"Watch out, Senior Brother!"
The hearts of the Huashan disciples pounded, and several sharp clangs of swords rang out as they were about to make their move.
Ning Zhongze had already drawn her sword and stepped forward, but unexpectedly, Linghu Chong suddenly changed his move.
He was in mid-air with nowhere to grab onto, but he twisted his waist and thrust his long sword in the opposite direction, like clouds rolling and unfolding, yet also as if he were using the wind to propel himself forward, coming at lightning speed.
The swordplay was fierce and the moves were ruthless, surpassing even Cheng Buyou's three-tenths.
A deadly move is a life-or-death struggle; those who cherish their lives are inherently weak.
"Senior Brother Feng!"
The words had barely left his mouth when a gust of wind blew towards his back.
He channeled his energy into the sword, causing it to whistle and shoot past Cheng Buyou.
Feng Buping took a step, and Ning Zhongze leaped out almost simultaneously.
She could see that the power of this sword strike was far beyond what Chong'er could withstand.
At the same time, he began to suspect that Chong'er's sword techniques and Feng Buping's seemed to originate from the same source.
"Clang!"
The two swords clashed, but Feng Buping quickly withdrew his strength and retreated, while Ning Zhongze's follow-up move missed.
She grabbed Linghu Chong by the collar and pulled him back to her own formation, while glancing at Nanfeng at the same time.
I wonder if Uncle Feng will come or not.
"Junior Sister Ning, is Senior Brother Yue capable of withstanding this attack?"
Ning Zhongze's expression was solemn, but then he heard him say, "Linghu Chong, this set of swift sword techniques has 108 moves. Today you have become my disciple, and you will still be the top disciple of Mount Hua."
When you become the leader of the Huashan Sect in the future, I will definitely teach you everything I know!
With your talent, you should prioritize swordsmanship. Thirty years of practicing internal energy is a waste of your energy.
Young people roam the world freely and unrestrainedly, so why do they spend their days holed up in the mountains, meditating and breathing exercises?
Your temperament is not suited to the Qi Sect!
"Who's spouting nonsense on Mount Hua!"
Before the words had even faded, the person had already arrived.
Before Feng Buping could turn his head, a figure had already flashed past his eyes.
"Disciple Li Che greets Master's Wife!"
Ning Zhongze breathed a sigh of relief; Mount Hua was no longer an obstacle!
Li Che glanced at Linghu Chong, then noticed the bloodstains on the ground. Looking again, he couldn't find Yue Lingshan. His expression instantly turned cold. "Junior Sister Yue is injured?"
"Not Junior Sister Yue."
Ying Bailuo spoke fluently at this moment, and explained the general idea in just a few words, but Li Che's expression became even colder.
"You're still wet behind the ears, spewing vulgarities! It's a disgrace that Yue Buqun calls himself the Gentleman Sword; his disciple is utterly despicable!"
Li Che turned around, his longsword sliding out of its sheath, radiating killing intent. "You've offended my Huashan sect, injured my disciples, and insulted my master and mistress. You're courting death!"
"You little beast, you...."
""
Li Che didn't give him a chance to speak at all; before the sword sheath even hit the ground, he had already rushed out.
Now that he had drawn his sword, he was ready to drink blood. Recalling his past enemies, he knew that none of them had died under his sword.
Li Che deeply abhorred the word "future troubles"!
The sword slid in, revealing no exquisite technique, only a chilling killing intent.
"Retreat immediately!"
Feng Buping shouted loudly, and "The howling wind" rose again.
This is the ultimate technique of the Gale Sword. He held back a bit when fighting Ning Zhongze earlier, but now he is using his full strength.
However, as soon as he withdrew from his move, he was already about ten feet behind Cheng and Cong.
The wind was strong, but Li Che was even stronger!
With two sharp, metallic sounds as the sword pierced flesh, it slid past the throat without drawing blood, before meeting the howling wind head-on.
Li Che's murderous intent had hardened; his face was as cold and icy. "I've tried everything to glorify Mount Hua, and yet someone's plotting against me behind my back?"
Damn!
Feng Buping's sword shadows were impenetrable, but Li Che's sword, filled with killing intent, was like the blazing sun at dawn. With a flick of his wrist and a trembling tip, he forcefully opened a path through the tiny gap.
Feng Buping was greatly alarmed upon seeing this.
This! It seems to be Master Feng's swordsmanship?!
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