Feng Buping made a move with his 108-way Fierce Wind Sword that he had practiced throughout his life. After watching the lost sword technique of the Five Mountains Sword Sect for so many days, his sword technique made it leaps and bounds like thunder and lightning, and it was unstoppable.

Although Yue Buqun was arrogant and had better martial arts than Feng Buping, he did not dare to take it lightly. He used Xiyi sword to open the east sword and the west sword. His sword technique looked scattered and awkward, but he kept the door very tightly. No matter how anxious the Feng Buping sword technique was, he could not break Yue Buqun's defense.

As soon as the two of them fought, dozens of moves passed in the blink of an eye. Mrs. Yue gradually felt relieved. She also saw that Feng Buping's swordsmanship had many flaws. Her husband was undoubtedly victorious, but instead she was in the mood to guide her disciple's swordsmanship, pointing out the pros and cons of the swordsmanship one by one, allowing Xu Ning to learn humbly.

Mrs. Yue naturally had good intentions, but Xu Ning was completely out of mind at this moment. His mind was already full of Sunflower Book. I don’t know how many times he regretted it. He shouldn’t have been greedy for this martial arts and practiced it casually.

"I had already achieved the magical art of wedding dress at that time. This martial arts function restrained the internal vortex of Mingyu's gong, so I was not afraid of the Star-sucking Technique. Dongfang Bubai was also staying in Heimu Cliff. Zuo Lengchan's ice true energy may not be better than the magical art of wedding dress. The heads of Shaolin Wudang are all seniors and will not compete with me. Why do you have to practice the Sunflower Book? I didn't know it was this sword technique at that time, but later I found out, and I thought that the magical art of wedding dress could be resolved. It was really stupid and I was trying to die..."

Xu Ning complained and was not very attentive to Ning Zhongze's guidance. Although he was very respectful in his attitude, he was very perfunctory in his heart.

Mrs. Yue had most of her thoughts on her husband, so she naturally didn't notice the attitude of this great disciple. Just after the two of them fought hard for more than a hundred moves, Yue Buqun suddenly let out a long roar, and purple aura appeared on her face. Three swords in a row, one sword was slower than the other, but Feng Buping could not avoid it, so she could only fight hard again and again. Once the three swords passed, the long sword in his palm was shattered by Yue Buqun and turned into powder, leaving only one sword hilt.

Yue Buqun took a step back, his face was not as beautiful as he just said a word of concession.

Feng Buping's face changed several times, and in the end he could only throw the hilt of the sword to the ground and shouted sternly: "It's because you Qi Zong is lucky. My three brothers admit defeat and are willing to return to the Huashan Sect, but I don't accept you."

Feng Buping pointed at Xu Ning and shouted: "The three of us brothers and sisters are not that thick-skinned. They are not so shameless to be uncles and uncles. They are also brothers and sisters. From today on, we are the sword servants of this person, driven by life and death, and there is no more complaints."

Even though Xu Ning was in a state of dismay, he couldn't help but scream, surprised for a while, and didn't know what to say.

"This... the story is not developing right! Didn't the master tell them to go down the mountain? Why didn't they leave yet? Although I don't want them to leave Huashan alive, it's not my final say. How could they bring back my version of the script?"

Xu Ning was stunned and didn't know what to say, but Yue Buqun smiled slightly, joined hands with his wife, and whispered: "Brother Feng is very broad-minded and can bend and stretch!" He sarcastically said, and left with Mrs. Yue, and never looked at Feng Buping and the other three again.

Feng Buping seemed to be over ten years old, and he became weak. Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi rushed to his senior brother, and both lowered their voices and asked, "Senior Brother! Why did you make such a decision? Are we going to be a shorter boy for the rest of his generation?"

Feng Buping suddenly sneered several times, reached out and pulled out the long sword from Cheng Buyou's waist, and stabbed it suddenly at Xu Ning. Xu Ning subconsciously drew the sword, but he stabbed it with his backhand without even looking at it. With a staggering sound, the long sword in Feng Buping's palm flew into the air, and Xu Ning picked it away with a casual sword and inserted it into the stone wall of the cave.

Feng Buping laughed a few more times before asking: "You still ask why? It's because of this!"

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi are not stupid people after all, and their faces immediately became ugly. Cheng Buyou couldn't help but say, "Senior brother and Yue Buqun fought hard and were defeated, but they were defeated by this kid's sword. Wouldn't that say... Wouldn't it say..."

Cong Buqi blurted out and said the sentence that Cheng Buyou and Feng Buping dared to say: "A disciple's martial arts skills are higher than that of a master!"

As soon as Cong Buqi said this, even he was shocked. He looked at Feng Buping a few times, then looked at Xu Ning a few times, and he really stopped.

Their three brothers, who never forget, were to retake the Huashan Sect. Although Yue Buqun's martial arts skills were high, Feng Buping was not much worse. He thought that if he had mastered the 108-way Fierce Wind Quick Sword, he would not have hope of defeating Yue Buqun's Zixia magical skill.

But Yue Buqun's martial arts are fine. The Huashan Sect suddenly had such a genius like a little monster, and his swordsmanship, surpassing Yue Buqun and his wife. What else can they have hope of regaining the Huashan Sect?

Cheng Buyou couldn't help but say, "Even if we have no hope of regaining the Huashan Sect, there is no need to be a sword servant for others. Isn't it better for everyone to be free and easy in Zhongtiao Mountain?"

Feng Buping said coldly: "Do you think we can still be free and comfortable in Zhongtiao Mountain?"

Cheng Buyou asked in surprise: "We three brothers join forces, who can make things difficult for us?"

Feng Buping looked at him coldly, and did not pay attention to the junior brother. Instead, he looked at Xu Ning deeply and asked lightly: "If our brothers leave, when will you kill us?"

Xu Ning touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "If Master didn't mention letting you go, my original plan was that if I couldn't defeat you, I'd beat you to death. But since my master said that if I want to let you go, I have to endure it for a few years. When Master's wife thinks that I have achieved some success in my swordsmanship and can go down the mountain to travel, she will find an excuse to kill you three bad guys."

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi gasped together. They had seen Xu Ning's swordsmanship. Feng Buping still had the courage to challenge repeatedly and defeat him repeatedly, but they did not even have the courage to challenge him, because this kid's swordsmanship was like a ghost and god, which was really terrible.

With Xu Ning's swordsmanship, if they want to kill them, even if they hide from the ends of the world, they will have no way to survive.

Feng Buping said coldly: "It is better to be a bachelor than to chase this kid in the future and just apply for it. Moreover, with his martial arts, he will not insult us brothers."

Xu Ning touched his naked chin, couldn't help but smile, raised his thumb and said, "I didn't expect that Master Feng Buping is still so wise. My nephew admires you. I really underestimated you before."
Chapter completed!