There Are Still Experts
This was truly a resounding and exhilarating victory.
For Yue Buqun, this battle brought him both prestige and substance.
Although the thousands of martial arts practitioners present were all caught up in the chaos of battle, quite a few still noticed the spectacular fight.
Yue Buqun had a way to quickly Feng Buping and the other two, but he still allowed them to launch a fierce attack on him.
The goal is for the people of the Mount Hua Sword Faction to also demonstrate their superb swordsmanship.
Let everyone in the martial arts world see that even those Mount Hua Sword Faction who were defeated by Yue Buqun are not ordinary people in terms of martial arts skills. Their skills are absolutely top-notch in the martial arts world.
Yue Buqun allowed them to attack, showing off the swordsmanship of the Mount Hua Sword Faction, wanting ordinary people to know that the people who came were masters of the Sword Faction, not some worthless fish and shrimp who had not received the true teachings.
This will allow everyone who sees it to mentally compare their own martial arts skills with those of the Mount Hua Sword Faction members.
Once the three members of the Mount Hua Sword Faction had finished demonstrating their martial arts, Yue Buqun easily defeated them with a few simple moves, which naturally further highlighted the prestige of the Mount Hua Qi Faction.
Feng Buping lay on the ground, Cong Buqi and disoriented, and remained unresponsive for a long time.
He glanced at the damaged weapon in his hand, then looked up at the spirited Yue Buqun.
I was deeply shocked and felt ashamed to remain in this world.
As a successor of the Sword Faction Sect, he boasted of his superb swordsmanship, yet his iron sword was so easily broken.
If you can't even protect your own sword, what kind of Sword Faction are you talking about? What kind of sword training is this?
Finally, amidst the noisy environment, a barely audible long sigh escaped its lips.
Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou exchanged a glance, neither sad nor happy.
He stood up straight again and bowed to Yue Buqun.
"Brother Yue's kung fu is formidable; my brothers and I are no match for him. The Mount Hua Sect will never lose its prestige once it is passed down to Brother Yue."
After they finished speaking, the two leaped forward and landed beside Cong Buqi.
Two broken swords, one pierced Cong Buqi's heart, the other slashed Cong Buqi's throat, Cong Buqi his life.
The martial arts practitioners nearby were astonished.
Then he slashed the two men's necks with the blood-stained broken sword, and all three died there.
The three corpses were piled together, blood soaking the floor, and the blood-stained broken sword was still tightly gripped in the hand, making Yue Buqun sigh with sorrow.
The battle here is over.
Yu Jizi and the other two were already in grave danger.
While the skills of Daoist Tiansong and his companions were rather mediocre, Daoist Master Tianmen, as the head of the Mount Tai Sect, was quite capable.
If Yu Jizi were a match for Tianmen, they would have already taken action to seize the sect leader, and would not have relied on Zuo Lengchan's power.
"Alliance Leader Zuo, aren't you going to make a move?"
Yu Qingzi screamed sharply, a bloody gash already visible on her left arm.
The crippled White Board Fiend was entangled by the defensively skilled Abbess Dingyi using the Myriad Flowers Swordplay, while the unpredictable Qinghai One-Eyed Wolf was stopped by Mount Heng Liu Zhengfeng, who was adept at alternating between illusion and reality.
Despite being surrounded by the three from Tianmen, Yu Jizi and his two companions only suffered minor injuries, thanks to their familiarity with the Mount Tai Swordplay and their efforts in defense.
After the shout, a sharp shriek seemed to come from afar.
Two long and one short signal flares exploded in the sky.
The crowd turned to look.
Suddenly, a strange black shadow darted out from the crowd.
He was hunched over, his face was covered by black clothes, but there was a large bulge on his back, and he was holding a cane sword in his hand.
He slashed at Daoist Tiansong with his sword.
Master Tiansong was startled and quickly performed the Su Qin Carrying Sword move.
Barely managing to block the strange sword, Yu Jizi seized the moment when everyone was distracted and launched a preemptive attack.
He was then slashed away by Daoist Master Tianmen's sword.
The other two then launched another attack on Tianmen.
The hunchback flashed and struck Tianbai in the back with another palm strike.
Tianbai quickly responded with a palm strike. The two palms met and separated immediately. Tianbai was forced to take three steps back, clearly at a disadvantage, and his left hand trembled and ached.
"There are still experts!"
Master Tianbai was alarmed.
Suddenly, several whooshing sounds rang out.
Namu Mu Gaofeng wanted to press his advantage, and his crooked sword was already slashing at the top of Tianbai Daoist's head.
However, he had to leap several times in mid-air before landing awkwardly on the ground and doing a few lazy rolls.
With a series of clanging sounds and flashes of sparks, three Bone-Penetrating Nails were driven deep into the bluestone floor.
After rolling around once, Mu Gaofeng finally raised his head in a disheveled state.
The black cloth covering his face had fallen off, and he was covered in a cold sweat, having narrowly escaped being attacked.
He looked up toward where the hidden weapon had come from.
It was Ji Boying who was smiling calmly at him.
"Wooden Hunchback, although I don't recognize you, I can see the lump on your back and the strange sword in your hand. What need is there for someone like you to cover your face with a black cloth? You can't even fool someone like me who's new to the martial world, so who else do you think you can fool? It's just self-deception and laughable."
Mu Gaofeng's eyes turned sinister in response to Ji Boying's mockery.
A lone wolf like him wouldn't dare to provoke those masters on a normal day, but his kung fu is also high, so killing him wouldn't be so easy.
If he were determined to run, Ji Boying might not be able to catch up unless he had the Lightness Skill of Tian Boguang, who could Traveling Alone for Ten Thousand Miles. Obviously, he had never heard of the Mount Hua Sect's Lightness Skill being so advanced.
Since they couldn't catch up with these lone wolves and unorthodox individuals, people in the martial arts world generally avoided provoking Mu Gaofeng.
That way, we can avoid them retaliating against us.
This emboldened Mu Gaofeng and his gang.
"The disciples of the Mount Hua Sect are truly impolite. Is this how you speak to senior martial artists? What does the hunchback's interference in the affairs of the Mount Tai Sect have to do with your Mount Hua Sect? Boy, mind your own business!"
"Oh?"
Ji Boying found Mu Gaofeng's arrogance utterly laughable.
Tong Baixiong still needs to wait, but Ji Boying no longer needs to wait.
Tong Baixiong suspected that the two long and one short signal came from the Songshan Sect, while Zuo Lengchan suspected that the signal came from the Demonic Cult Sect. Both of them were slightly relieved and were still hiding in the dark waiting for an opportunity.
After all, relying solely on three to five hundred disciples from Mount Song, unorthodox sects, and Demonic Cult cults working together, it would be extremely difficult to counterattack the nearly one thousand martial artists present. The encirclement was about to be broken.
Tong Baixiong saw Ji Boying suddenly make a move without any restraint and then sneer, and felt a sense of foreboding.
Just as he gripped the steel knife in his hand and was about to be on guard, a sudden blur flashed before his eyes.
Daoqing shadow flashed by, almost too fast to catch up with.
Just as his eyes caught sight of that figure again, Ji Boying had already drawn his longsword and stood three zhang away.
The Mount Hua Sect's long iron sword, with a blue silk ribbon hanging from it, swayed slightly in mid-air.
A little blood flowed down the blade to the tip and dripped onto the bluestone floor.