Who Else Wants to Seize the Sect Leader Position?
Who is this person who dares to claim to be the authentic Mount Hua sect in front of Yue Buqun?
Even members of the Demonic Cult turned their curious gazes over.
Yue Buqun's expression changed slightly, but it vanished in an instant.
He laughed and said, "I am the Mount Hua Sect Leader. Whether I am a true disciple or not is for the world to judge. But the true disciples of Mount Hua would never be cowards who hide their true nature."
Upon hearing this, Daoist Master Tianmen and the others smiled.
That really angered the three men in black.
He quickly removed the black cloth covering his face.
"Yue Buqun, do you recognize the three of us?"
Cheng Buyou and his men looked fierce, pointing their iron swords at Yue Buqun and demanding an explanation.
"So it's my senior brothers from the Sword Faction. I've been away from the mountain for so many years, and I never expected to meet you here. For the past twenty years, I, Yue, have struggled to maintain the Mount Hua Sect. It has been quite difficult, and I miss my three senior brothers every moment."
Yue Buqun's words revealed no emotion.
But Feng Buping and his ilk certainly understood the meaning behind it.
The golden-brown dough couldn't help but blush and turn red.
Although there were various objective factors that prevented them from staying at Mount Hua, the Mount Hua Sect had indeed had a difficult time over the past few decades, and Yue Buqun had made contributions.
From this perspective, neither the Sword Faction nor the Qi Faction has any right to compete for Yue Buqun's position Mount Hua Sect Leader.
But the arrow was already on the string and had to be released. Besides, didn't Yue Buqun's words contain some resentment?
While both sides acknowledged the brutality of the Sword Qi battle back then, realizing it was ultimately a waste and a pity, it had already happened, with friends and family members dying at the hands of the other. How could they possibly let go of such deep-seated hatred?
The three members of the Sword Faction have been living in seclusion in the Zhongtiao Mountains for decades, honing their sword skills, precisely to emerge from the mountains and prove themselves.
"Senior Brother Yue has indeed made great contributions over the years, but the three of us bear the heavy responsibility of the Sword Faction. We stand up today, and the blame lies entirely with the three of us. But what our Sword Faction has lost must be taken back!"
Cheng Buyou stared intently at Yue Buqun with a Cheng Buyou gaze, his murderous intent palpable.
"Let's settle this with a fight to the death! The winner will become the Mount Hua Sect Leader, and the loser will have to go to the underworld to apologize to our ancestors!"
Yue Buqun didn't react to those words, but Daoist Master Tianmen's face turned bright red again, clearly indicating that he was extremely angry.
Just as he was about to reprimand the three, several more people jumped out from behind!
Daoist Master Tianmen was too busy taking care of himself.
The three who arrived were Yu Jizi, who were at odds with Tianmen, along with more than a dozen of their loyal disciples.
"Tianmen, you've become entangled with Liu Zhengfeng, so you can't prove your innocence. Hand over the Sect Leader's Iron Sword!"
Now, the people from the Mount Tai Sect have also jumped out to vie for the position of sect leader.
Tianmen's face turned even redder. He shouted at the top of his lungs, his nostrils flared, and he was panting heavily. He was really furious.
"You! You! You still want to make things difficult for me at this time! Have you sided with Zuo Lengchan to seize the position of sect leader? The Demonic Cult and the Songshan Sect have surrounded this place, and the core forces of the Mount Tai Sect are all here! The slightest mistake will lead to annihilation. Do you have any respect for your ancestors?"
"Hmph! You led the disciples of the Mount Tai Sect into this dangerous place, and you think you can face your ancestors? You betrayed the alliance and disobeyed the orders of the Five Mountains Alliance Leader, and you think you can face your ancestors? Hand over the Sect Leader's Iron Sword, and the Mount Tai Sect will naturally be safe. The Alliance Leader Zuo is only letting you off the hook because of us."
Yu Jizi infuriated the tongue-tied Daoist Tianmen to the point of fuming.
"The truth has not yet been determined. It is clear that Zuo Lengchan wanted to take this opportunity to deal with Junior Brother Liu. Shouldn't our Mount Tai Sect uphold justice?"
"Since there has been no public consensus yet, Liu Zhengfeng's suspicion has not been cleared. As the head of the Mount Tai, you should not be involved with him. This is a serious dereliction of duty!"
"Could it be Zuo Lengchan?"
"Do you have any evidence? How can you falsely accuse someone of being the leader of the alliance without any proof?"
Daoist Master Tianmen was so angry he couldn't speak.
Such utterly absurd arguments are simply beyond his ability to handle.
Although the members of the Demonic Cult watched with smiles, they couldn't help but look down on them.
Yu Jizi and his two companions were simply bullying honest people, using only words and tricks. They were neither ruthless nor cunning, nor as straightforward as the Mount Hua Sect members who directly jumped out and used martial arts.
"Elder Tong, let's do it! They've caused trouble from within. Let's attack together and kill them all."
Wang Cheng urged him on.
"Shut up! Since I'm going to do this, I'm determined to do it well and live up to the leader's expectations!"
Tong Baixiong gave a cold rebuke. Although they were both elders, Wang Cheng was frightened by Tong Baixiong.
I dared not say another word.
The disagreement originally stemmed from whether or not to carry out the order, but Wang Cheng pressed them on.
Because of his loyalty to Dongfang Bubai, Tong Baixiong naturally wouldn't say anything more.
Now that he was already carrying out Dongfang Bubai's orders, Tong Baixiong naturally wanted to maximize his profits.
Wang Cheng, the treacherous military supervisor, had no room to interject.
The disciples from the Mount Hua Sect and Mount Tai Sect over there all wore angry expressions.
Linghu Chong felt a chill run down his spine.
His Grand Martial Uncle only taught him swordsmanship, so he was clearly a member of the Sword Faction.
He glanced at his master, who was standing in front of him confronting the Sword Faction, his Junior Disciple Brother standing behind his master, and his junior brothers and sisters beside him.
Linghu Chong gripped his longsword, flexed his fingers, pursed his lips, and resolutely stepped forward.
Give a forced, lighthearted smile.
"If you want to fight the leader of the Mount Hua Sect, you'll have to get past his disciple first!"
Just as Linghu Chong was about to leave, he heard Yue Buqun call out softly.
"Chong'er, the people from the Sword Faction should naturally be dealt with by the Qi Faction. I will handle this myself."
Linghu Chong's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, and he froze on the spot.
Then he watched as his master lightly leaped to the side, away from where the members of the Demonic Cult Sect were standing, and gave Cheng Buyou Welcoming Pine.
Although the master and disciple had their own suspicions, Yue Buqun personally broke the ice, making Linghu Chong feel ashamed, guilty, and moved.
"All three of you, come at me together!"
Yue Buqun gave Cheng Buyou and the other two a cold glance.
Her flowing robes and haughty demeanor infuriated the three men.
"Yue Buqun, how dare you! Stop being so arrogant!"
Seeing Yue Buqun's arrogance, Feng Buping didn't hold back either, and the three of them drew their swords and charged forward.
Having witnessed Yue Buqun's superb internal skills, Feng Buping and the others naturally dared not be careless.
He used all his strength from the very first move.
As soon as Feng Buping's sword flashed, there was a faint whistling sound. It was the 108 forms of the Gale Fast Sword that he had created during his 15 years of seclusion in the Zhongtiao Mountains. The sword light was fierce and the cold air was chilling.
He had tried his best to hide this sword technique and refused to show it to ordinary people. Once this signature skill was revealed to others, it would be difficult for them to win in a fight if they were on guard.
Yue Buqun's internal strength was putting immense pressure on him, and now he could no longer hide it.