At the top of Huashan Mountain, twelve stone pillars stand around. A copper furnace is placed in the East, West, North and south directions. In the center of the stone column is a wide stone yard area.

At the moment, this mountain is shrouded in mist, and the rugged mountains are hung upside down with pines and cypresses. It is also a treasure land.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

With the three huge drums, like a torn mist, echoed on the huge quarry, deafening.

At this moment, the disciples of Huashan sect heard the sound and came in two groups, one left and one right 3, gathered on the quarry and stood upright with their heads held high.

Soon, the quarry was a sea of people. But I saw the green robes of the disciples of Huashan sect, elegant and elegant, with a jade pendant hanging around their waist. As the five mountains sword sect, they naturally hold three feet of green front in their hands.

However, the two groups of disciples were obviously enemies, and each looked indifferent.

After Cai Zifeng took charge of Huashan sect, it split into Qi sect and sword sect. Therefore, the disciples of these two schools are Qi sect and Jian sect.

Qizong pays attention to internal skill cultivation. They believe that as long as the internal skill cultivation is stronger, the sword Qi will be stronger. However, it is difficult to improve internal skill cultivation. Therefore, Qizong is often unable to break through in a short time.

The sword sect only focuses on Kendo and believes that even without profound internal skills, as long as the sword technique is exquisite and fast enough, it is unmatched.

Obviously, Cai Zifeng and Yue Su each got half of the sunflower scriptures. The real sunflower Scripture will complement Qi and sword.

Huashan sect is now divided into Qizong led by Yue buqun and Jianzong led by Fengping, chengbuyou and congbuqi.

However, Yue buqun was in charge of Huashan, so the Qi sect gradually grew and the sword sect declined.

Today is the triennial Martial Arts Conference of Huashan sect.

At this time, the disciples of Qizong and Jianzong always want to fight you higher than me. However, the martial arts conferences in recent years have been overwhelmingly won by Qi sect disciples.

Not surprisingly, it's possible this year.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

In front of the quarry is a palace. At the moment, in front of the palace, several figures are sitting, looking down.

Living in the center is a refined man. The man had five willow captive whiskers under his cheeks, with a fair face. He wore a light robe with a gentle belt and shook the folding fan with his right hand. He looked very natural and unrestrained. His face was full of spring breeze. He looked gentle and bookish.

However, in the depths of his eyes, there was a clear smell of sinister cunning, which showed the depth of his city.

Such a face, not Yue buqun, who is it?

On the left side of Yue buqun is Cheng Buyou, Cong Buqi and Ping Yizhi.

On the right is his wife Ning Zhongze and his only daughter Yue Lingshan.

Behind them were Linghu Chong, laudeno, Lin Pingzhi, Lu Dayou and other disciples.

Linghu Chong is also a green robe. His long hair is tied behind him at will. He looks natural and unrestrained. He held a sword in his hand and looked quite relaxed.

"You said, is this meeting a victory for my Qi sect or your sword sect?"

Yue buqun shook the folding fan and glanced at Ping's three people with provocation.

Pingyi pointed to the three people, snorted coldly, and immediately sipped their lips,

"The outcome is unknown. Although your Qi sect is strong, it may not be able to win steadily."

"In that case, let's wait and see..."

Although Yue buqun had no waves on his face, he sneered in his heart. Ping Yizhi and the three are not good birds. They control the sword sect just to turn over the plate and seize the leader.

"Why do I feel Yue buqun is so strong?"

Among the disciples of Jianzong, Jin Buhuan had already mixed in. They looked up at the figure and frowned.

"It's reasonable that Yue buqun's cultivation method is Zixia's Secret script. How can it be comparable to our cultivation of I Ching tendon and wedding dress divine skill? It's really strange..."

All three of them felt that something was wrong. Although they were suppressed by the world, the contrast was not so great. Because Yue buqun gave them the feeling of extreme danger.

Therefore, out of their intuition, Yue buqun must have a problem.

However, although we know that Yue buqun is a little strange, we can't find anything strange.

"Next is the triennial martial arts meeting of Huashan sect. This meeting is only for martial arts competition. Brothers of the same sect must not hurt their lives."

For a long time, Yue buqun looked down and said so. However, the disciples of Jianzong secretly sneered.

Having said that, at every martial arts meeting, they all want to kill each other on the spot. It can be said that they are in the same situation.

Whoosh——

As soon as the words fell, two disciples of Qizong and Jianzong jumped out and landed in the quarry, causing an uproar.

"Qi sect disciple, there is no me!"

"Sword sect disciple, don't fix it!"

"Please advise!"

Dang!

They didn't exchange too much greetings, but directly started to work. But seeing Bai Wui's palm fall on the bronze tripod, the huge copper tripod raises dust and rotates.

"The stars and the moon!"

Boom!

Boom——

Mo Xiu is worthy of being a disciple of the sword sect. His sword is fierce. He tore the bronze tripod with a sword in vain. When he kicked on the soles of his feet, his figure came like a ghost.

Dang Dang!

"Move sword technique!"

"Qingyun sword technique!"

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom——

The speed of the two figures is very fast and dazzling. When the sword Qi collides with each other, they leave cuts on the copper furnace.

Sharp swords fight, white light flickers, and even tear the fog. Because of the fog around, people can only see two figures moving and impacting.

Sting——

Pooh!

"Ah!"

WOW——

"Defeated, sword sect disciple defeated!"

The sword in Bai useless's hand was cut away from a distance. Even if Mo Xiu's left arm was cut off, the blood was sprayed, which was extremely frightening.

Unexpectedly, the sword sect disciples only supported a hundred rounds this time.

"Next game, sword sect disciple Wuling vs. Qi sect disciple song Jue!"

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom——

Another round of fierce war began. However, in this one, the disciples of Jianzong couldn't even hold on for 50 rounds and directly retreated.

Ping Yizhi and the disciples of the sword sect looked extremely ugly. In the past, although they were defeated, they would not be so miserable.

"These Qi sect disciples also seem very strange..."

Jin Buhuan found that besides Yue buqun, these Qizong disciples also had some strange breath.

It seems that something may have happened in Huashan.

Pooh!

It was another disastrous defeat. With just one move, Lin Pingzhi beheaded the sword sect disciple and dismounted.

"Don't you have any sword sect disciples? They're vulnerable!"

Lin Pingzhi glanced down and sneered. The disciples of the sword sect clenched their teeth and clenched their fists in anger.

"Who said my sword sect disciples were deserted?"

Boom——

A golden sword tore the fog, but a figure fell from the sky and landed on the ground.

At this moment, everyone's eyes solidified.

"It's the elder martial brother of my sword sect!"