Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu and crossing the heavens

Chapter 88

Luoyang, the lobby of the Golden Knife Gate Palace.

The hall was full of people on both sides.

Sitting on the left are four men in yellow shirts, the leader is a man of unusually tall stature, holding a five-color pennant in his hand, the flag is decorated with jewels, and when he unfolds it, it shines brightly.

This flag is very familiar, isn't it the flag of the leader of Zuo Lengchan's Five Sacred Sword Sect.

Seeing the flag is like coming to the leader of the alliance.

Obviously, these four people belong to the Songshan School.

The tall and tall one is one of the Songshan Thirteen Taibao, Ding Mian, Tota Shou.

Beside him are Lu Bai, the Immortal Crane Hand, Le Hou, the Great Yin Yang Hand, and Tang Ying'e, who are also ranked in the Songshan Thirteen Taibao.

These four are all top-notch masters in the world, and their martial arts are impressive.

Beside them, there are three other people, these three people are quite old, all are white-haired old men, one of them has a gloomy face, he is the heir of Jianzong, Feng Buping.

The two people beside him are his two juniors, Cheng Buyou and He Cong Buqi.

On the other side, sitting above him was an old man.

Although this old man is old, he is hale and hearty, his eyes are piercing, and he is playing with two golden gallbladders in his hands, looking majestic.

He is the master of this place, Mr. Wang Yuanba Wang.

Beside Mr. Wang, there were Yue Buqun and his wife from the Huashan School, and two brothers Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang.

Behind Yue Buqun stood a group of Huashan disciples.

In addition, people from Hengshan School, Taishan School, and Hengshan School were also invited to be witnesses.

Feng Buping looked at Yue Buqun, and said: "It was agreed that a month later there would be a martial arts competition in Mount Hua to decide who would be the head of the sect. Now that a month has passed, Brother Yue has been pushing back and forth. Could it be that he wants to play tricks?"

Half a month ago, the time for the Huashan martial arts competition had just arrived. Ding Mian and other members of the Songshan School invited many people from the martial arts to go to Huashan to witness the competition between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect.

But the result can be imagined, it was empty.

Naturally Ding Mian would not be reconciled, after many inquiries, he found out that Yue Buqun had come to Luoyang, so he led the crowd and rushed all the way over, blocking Yue Buqun in the palace.

Then, there was the next scene.

This is already the tenth time that Feng Buping has forced a fight, but the previous few times, Yue Buqun dragged Yi Peng away because he didn't come back.

Day after day, Feng Buping and the people from the Songshan School got impatient with the wait.

But this time, Yue Buqun wanted to use Yi Peng's failure to return as an excuse.

But this time, Feng Buping and the people from the Songshan faction did not agree.

Ding Mian looked serious, and said: "Master Yue, originally we were meeting on Mount Hua, how did you know that you didn't inform us, and came to Luoyang by yourself, saying that you were sending Lin Zhennan and his wife back to Luoyang, I don't know, I thought you, Sect Master Yue, were afraid and ran away!"

When he said this, Ding Mian had a contemptuous smile on his face.

He looked at Yue Buqun condescendingly, his eyes were very impolite.

Yue Buqun was a modest gentleman, very self-cultivated, he was calm and not angry when he heard the other party insult him like this.

On the other hand, the Huashan disciples behind him all showed anger, whether it was Linghu Chong or Yue Lingshan, all of them stared at Ding Mian with fire in their eyes.

Yue Lingshan couldn't hold back at first, and retorted: "Our Huashan School's internal strength is unique in the martial arts world. With your trivial tricks, my father can defeat you all without any effort. Does it still need to escape? How ridiculous!"

In fact, Ding Mian was trying to provoke the general on purpose. Seeing that the other party was indeed in the trap, he smiled and said: "In that case, let's start the competition! This competition should have started half a month ago, and it can't be delayed any longer. Today , either Sect Leader Yue voluntarily abdicates, or he will compete in three matches to decide the outcome, there must be a result!"

Facing the aggressiveness of the Songshan School, all the disciples of the Huashan School fell silent.

Because, the other party is indeed reasonable.

It was said that the Huashan faction broke the contract first, and they were not straight, so they were not angry.

Yue Buqun was forced to have no choice but to look at the old man Wang Yuanba who was sitting above him, hoping that the old man could help to say something.

Mr. Wang squinted his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep, and his originally bright eyes became sleepy.

As the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect, the Songshan Sect is the most powerful, and it is not something his little Luoyang Golden Knife Sect can offend.

If you are not careful, you may even catch yourself on fire.

What's more, these days he can be understood, and dare to love the head of Yue, who really hid here to avoid the war.

In other words, whether he can sit still as the head of the Huashan faction is still a matter of debate.

It is extremely unwise to offend the powerful Songshan faction for such a down-and-out person who may lose his position at any time.

Mr. Wang has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, ups and downs, how could he not understand this truth.

The most important thing for people to live in this world is to know the current affairs.

If a sect wants to stand upright and survive for a long time, how can it do so if the head of the sect is ignorant of current affairs and has no vision?
Now he is pretending to be asleep because he wants to avoid offending both of you. You can settle your affairs by yourself.

Yue Buqun sighed deeply, and said to himself: "Could it be that my Huashan Qizong is really going to be ruined by my Yue Buqun? Not reconciled, really not reconciled!"

Just when Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, and all Huashan disciples were feeling deeply hopeless, a voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Master, if they want to fight, let's fight. Our Huashan faction, are we afraid of them?"

Then, a man and a woman walked into the lobby.

The man looked to be about 20 years old, with fair skin, gentle appearance, ordinary clothes, and a faint smile on his face.

The girl beside him was younger, about twelve or thirteen years old, petite and cute, with a delicate and pleasant appearance.

These two people are Yi Peng and Qu Feiyan who just came from the canyon.

Seeing Yi Peng's arrival, the originally lifeless Huashan people finally had some light in their eyes.

Yue Lingshan came to Yi Peng with some complaints, pulled his sleeve, and said softly: "Little brother, where have you been for the past one and a half months? Do you know about my father and my mother? How worried about you!"

Yi Peng smiled apologetically at Yue Lingshan, bowed and said, "Master, Master Mistress, and Junior Senior Sister, and other Senior Brothers, I made you worry."

Yue Buqun nodded, a smile appeared on his originally desperate face.

This apprentice is the strongest in martial arts among all his disciples. With him on the stage, maybe there is still a chance in this competition.

Although there is still little hope.

For dozens of days, Feng Buping's three sword sect disciples had been living in the palace. Through observation, Yue Buqun had a general idea of ​​each other's strength.

All have reached the first-class level in the world, and they are still among the first-class, relatively outstanding existence.

Especially Feng Buping, not only his swordsmanship is superb, but his internal strength is even comparable to him, he is not sure of victory.

At this time, a dwarf among the disciples of Jianzong came out. He glanced at Yi Peng with a haughty expression, and said, "This is the disciple you mentioned, right? Since he has returned, let's start the competition." , who of you come to play with me?"

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(End of this chapter)