Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect!

Tang Ying'e chuckled and said, "You can't tell anyone anything, but Junior Brother Yan just says it, it doesn't matter."

"Forget it." Yan Bugui said helplessly: "If I didn't say anything, the suspicion of murder would probably fall on Yan. On the other hand, since you were also present that day, it's up to you to report it to the seniors of the Songshan Sect. Explain what happened."

"Disciple, I obey." Lin Pingzhi came in front of everyone and bowed and saluted: "I dare not hide it from my seniors. The three uncles of the Songshan Sect actually killed each other."

"Asshole!" "Fart!"

Everyone in the Songshan Sect suddenly changed their expressions and shouted and cursed one after another.

"Bullshit!" Bu Chen took out his palm angrily, and with a roar, a fierce wind struck Lin Pingzhi's face.

Yan Bugui's figure flashed, guarding his disciple, and greeted him with his right hand.

His movement was so fast that Bu Chen was caught off guard and slapped him firmly.

Snapped!

As his palms met, Bu Chen suddenly felt an overwhelming surge of internal energy. His chest suddenly shook, his mouth felt sweet, and blood could not help but pour out of his mouth.

Teng Teng Teng!

Bu Chen took seven or eight steps back in succession, trying to use his energy to stabilize his body, but his dantian felt like a knife cutting him, and he couldn't help but look at Yan Bugui with a look of shock on his face.

"Senior Brother Bu, I accept the concession." Yan Bugui smiled slightly and asked doubtfully: "But what are you doing? The child has something to say, why don't you give in?"

"You..." Bu Chen's breathing was confused, and he was unable to speak due to the serious injury.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" Sha Tianjiang came over to support Bu Chen and glared at Yan Bugui: "Despicable! You actually used hidden tricks."

"I'm despicable? What does it mean for him to sneak attack on my apprentice?" Yan Bugui's expression turned cold: "Are you still being unreasonable? If not, Yan's sword will always be with you."

Sha Tianjiang said angrily: "It was your disciple who spoke nonsense and ruined my senior brother's reputation first."

"Then we should wait until he has finished speaking before making a final decision." Yan Bugui said: "It should be noted that there are no three hundred taels of silver here. Senior Brother Bu's move will inevitably be suspected of murder and silence."

He snorted coldly: "Pingzhi, keep talking, it's not enough if they don't listen today."

Lin Pingzhi nodded and said neither humble nor arrogantly: "That day when my disciples left Hengshan City, they suddenly met three uncles from the Songshan Sect. They said they wanted to lend me the Lin Family's Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.

This is something passed down from my family, and naturally my disciples don’t want to pass it on to others.

However, the three uncles had great martial arts skills, and the disciple should have preferred death rather than surrender if he could not resist. Unexpectedly, they actually threatened the lives of the disciple's parents. The disciple had no choice but to agree to hand over the sword manual.

Unexpectedly, just after I took out the sword manual, Master Zhong suddenly attacked Master Teng.

Uncle Teng was unprepared and lost his life. Master Gao was startled, and then he started fighting with Master Zhong until they both died together. "

As Lin Pingzhi spoke, he used his hand as a sword to demonstrate the moves used by the three of them.

"Songshan swordsmanship!" Lu Lianrong exclaimed in shock.

Yu Jizi stroked his long beard with his hand and nodded: "Qiangurenlong! Let's get straight to the point! Wanyue Chaozong! Well, it is indeed the number of the Songshan sect. It seems that this junior did not lie."

His eyes changed as he spoke, showing a hint of contempt.

‘Haha~ The Songshan Sect is just like that, as hopeless as Yu Canghai and Mu Gaofeng. ’

Tang Ying'e and the other three all looked gloomy.

Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship has no form but no spirit. But the three people in Zhong Zhen did indeed die from these three moves.

Did they really start an internal strife because of the robbery of the evil sword manual?

Impossible, they are not such people!

Even if they get the evil sword manual, it belongs to the head brother, so there is no need for them to do this.

Shatian Jiangyin said sympathetically: "Everyone in the martial arts world knows that Junior Brother Yan's swordsmanship is superb. My Songshan swordsmanship must not be able to trouble you. You taught these swordsmanship to this kid, right?"

Yan Bugui sneered and said: "Our sect has its own exquisite swordsmanship. I will learn from your Songshan swordsmanship to do whatever you say. There is no proof, Brother Bu, you have to show evidence."

Bu Chen's face froze.

How the hell do you prove this? Unless he takes the initiative himself, no one can force him.

Yue Buqun sighed and said regretfully: "Three senior brothers lost their lives because of their confusion. Our righteous path has lost three pillars of talent. Yue is deeply saddened.

We should take this as a warning to avoid making the same mistakes as our three senior brothers. "

"Senior brother, what you said makes sense." Yan Bugui spread his hands and sighed: "I just said it, so it's inconvenient to say it clearly.

But fortunately, everyone present is our own people, so there is no need to worry about anyone leaking the fact that three senior brothers from the Songshan sect, Zhong Zhen, Teng Bagong, and Gao Kexin, killed each other because of robbing the evil-repelling sword manual. "

Outside the righteous hall.

After the Six Immortals of Peach Valley heard this sentence, their eyes couldn't help but start to move around.

"Then thank you all, comrades." Tang Ying'e bowed his hands and thanked everyone. His face was full of gratitude, but his heart was filled with hatred.

Yue Buqun said: "If the truth can be revealed, it's not like our trip to Huashan was in vain. Senior Brother Tang, let's talk about the second thing."

Tang Ying'e said: "This second thing is related to Mr. Feng Buping Feng."

Yue Buqun was startled when he heard this. Just when he was about to speak, he heard Yan Bugui laughing next to him.

Tang Ying'e frowned and said, "Why is Junior Brother Yan laughing?"

"There are so many funny things." Yan Bugui said loudly: "Senior Brother Tang is holding the Five Mountains Flag, does he want my senior brother to give up his position as the leader of Huashan?

When our Five Mountains formed an alliance fourteen years ago, I remember Senior Brother Zuo personally saying that the leader of the alliance was only responsible for matters related to the Demon Cult.

The feud between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect is a matter within our Huashan Sect, but it has nothing to do with the Demon Sect. There are no disciples in our Huashan Sect who know the Demon Sect’s monsters, so it’s better for Senior Brother Qi Tang to take it back. "

"Junior Brother Yan has misunderstood." Tang Ying'e shook his head and said, "Leader Zuo ordered me to come here just to be a witness. I have no intention of intervening in Huashan affairs."

"I'm overly worried." Yan Bugui couldn't help but be surprised.

But then he thought about it and saw that today's lineup of the Songshan Sect didn't look like they were here to cause trouble. Otherwise, even if Zuo Lengchan didn't come in person, all the Taibao would have to be sent out.

"Hmph!" Feng Buping stood up, looked Yan Bugui up and down with his two old eyes, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Master Yan calls Yue Buqun a senior brother, he is so affectionate!"

"Then what if? Don't you ask him to call you?"

"I wonder how Uncle Lin Qingquan would feel about the spirit underground? Junior Brother Yan."

Yan Bugui exclaimed, "So you still remember me, Senior Brother Feng."

"It seems that you also remember that you are a disciple of the Sword Sect." As soon as Feng Buping said this, everyone present except Yue Buqun and his wife, and the elders of each sect were all shocked.

In the past, the feud between the Sword and Qi sects in Huashan was heard by all the sects in the world.

Twenty-five years ago, Jian Zong was driven down Huashan by Qi Zong and has long been forgotten by the world.

Now that times have changed, none of them expected that Taiyue Rong Xiuyan, recognized as the number one master of Huashan Qi Sect in the martial arts world, was actually from the Sword Sect.

The people from the three sects of Taishan, Hengshan and Songshan looked at Yue Buqun and couldn't help but smile with gloating smiles.

If you lose the support of Yan Bugui, let's see if you can still secure your position as the leader of Huashan.

Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong looked at each other and saw worry in each other's eyes.

Both of them were thinking: 'My junior brother was only five years old at the time. I thought he had forgotten the Sword Sect long ago, but he didn't expect that he would always remember it in the past twenty-five years.

Now the sword sect has appeared again, little junior brother, what will you choose? ’

Before Feng Buping and the others appeared, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze had never thought about this problem.

Yan Bugui asked: "So what if I remember?"

Feng Buping said sternly: "As a disciple of the Sword Sect, but you favor the Qi Sect disciples, you are deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors.

If you still recognize Master Lin as your master and are willing to correct your evil ways, then you will still be my disciple of the Sword Sect from now on.

Junior brother, your martial arts are unparalleled. Once you drive away the airbenders, we would like to honor you as the new head of Huashan without any hesitation. "

Hearing this, the Songshan Sect's people were the first to change their expressions, and secretly thought to themselves: 'Let Yan Bugui become the leader of Huashan? Then he might as well be fucking Yue Buqun. ’

Yue Buqun and his wife couldn't help but have their hearts beat faster, especially Ning Zhongze.

Yan Bugui was the backbone of Huashan and the junior brother they raised. His affection was even higher than that of Linghu Chong, whom they raised as their son.

Publicly and privately, Yan Bugui was too important to both of them, so they couldn't help but be nervous.

Yan Bugui shrugged indifferently: "If you want to say that, then I won't admit it."