Three days passed in a flash. Zhang Yu and Feng Qingyang had made an appointment to go down the mountain to find Feng Buping and the other two. As soon as the day came, the few people headed straight to the Jade Girl Peak in Huashan.

Huashan Mountain has steep mountains, with thousands of feet of walls and tall peaks, making it the world's most steep peaks. The Jade Girl Peak is even more lush with trees and quiet environment, and many strange flowers and plants are unknown.

The few of them were not weak in light skills, and it took only one hour to go up the mountain. Under the Jade Girl Peak, there was a small road leading directly to the top of the mountain, and there were two Huashan disciples guarding the present.

When the two Huashan disciples saw the visitor, they glanced at each other. Immediately one ran to the mountain to inform Yue Buqun. The other disciple bowed respectfully and said.

"The master had already given instructions, please come with me, four of you."

After saying that, he turned around and walked in front, regardless of whether Zhang Yu and the other four followed behind him.

Feng Buping and the other two turned their eyes to Zhang Yu to see him make an idea.

Zhang Yu smiled and found it funny. These three people thought Yue Buqun too sinister, and were afraid that he would set up some conspiracy this time.

"Don't worry, three senior brothers, this time the only one who can be considered a master in the sword competition is Yue Buqun and his wife. If you want to plan, you will be a good cook without rice. Let's go, don't let him wait in a hurry."

After hearing Zhang Yu's explanation, the three of them nodded in agreement.

Several people caught up with the disciple of Huashan and followed him for a short time before reaching the top of the peak. Feng Buping, Cheng Buyou, Cong Buqi and the other two couldn't help but feel deeply moved. Looking at this strange and familiar place, they all had remembrance.

But I kept walking, and went directly to a platform at the top of the peak. The platform here is more than 100 square meters wide and sparse vegetation grows around it. Outside the platform, there are cliffs, and ordinary people will feel dizzy when standing on the edge and looking down. There is a stone pavilion in a corner to the east, and the disciples of Huashan stood outside the stone pavilion waiting.

Feng Buping and the other two looked at the people in the stone pavilion, and they all snorted coldly. On the stone chair in the pavilion was a middle-aged man with a handsome and handsome appearance, wearing a brown robe and a slightly feminine temperament. He was Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan School.

After seeing Feng Buping and the other four coming, he stood up and walked over with Ning Zhongze, who was sitting beside him, with a smile on his face.

Ning Zhongze looked at Yue Buqun's back in front of him, and his eyebrows were filled with sorrow and bitterness. His face was a little pale, and it was obvious that he had not had much rest recently. The disciples of Huashan were also following them, and Yue Lingshan and Linghu Chong's eyes were full of eccentricity.

Linghu Chong winked at Zhang Yu, while Yue Lingshan threw his eyebrows at him. Since Xiao Linzi did not appear, the two of them lived in Mount Hua very lovingly. They were like mixing oil in honey and becoming more and more intimate.

Some of the other disciples were as if they were facing a great enemy, and some had expressionless expressions. Someone had an inexplicable gaze in his eyes, and he was trying to destroy this sword in his heart.

"Haha, Senior Brother Feng came from afar with his three junior brothers. Should you have a cup of hot tea first? Why don't you call Master Uncle?"

All the disciples were reluctant and called out, "Master Uncle, Master." Only Linghu Chong. When he called Master Uncle, he nodded and smiled at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu also smiled and bowed gently to him. Feng Buping and the other two bowed to Yue Buqun indifferently and bowed. Feng Buping directly opened the point.

"Senior Brother Yue, I won't say much nonsense. Back then, the Sword Sect and the Jade Girl Peak of Qi Sect competed with swords, and we don't want to argue about who is right and who is wrong. Today I just want to compete with you again, this time I'm just for the Huashan Sect."

Yue Buqun put his hands behind him, Feng Qingyun said calmly. Now, regardless of swordsmanship or internal strength, he is very confident that he will not be weaker than the people in front of him.

"Senior Brother Feng, how do you want to compare the methods?"

Feng Buping continued to say.

"This time, the two sides only talk about winning or losing, and life or death. They only compete in three games, and win two games in three games. The winning side takes charge of the Huashan Sect. Do you think it's good? Senior Brother Yue."

Yue Buqun's laughter was a little sharp and harsh, as if he was laughing in his throat. However, the disciples did not pay attention to these things and were attracted by the result of this sword competition.

"Hahaha, it's exactly what I want. But what if you lose?"

Feng Buping and the other two exchanged glances, and finally moved to Zhang Yu. Although they had discussed before coming, they all said what to do if they win. They had never discussed how to lose, and this was not within the scope of thinking. He shrugged helplessly, stood up and smiled.

"We have already agreed. Regardless of the winning or losing this time, we will be incorporated into the Huashan Sect. So if we lose, we will naturally obey the command of Senior Brother Yue."

When Yue Buqun heard this, he was exactly what he wanted. However, in order to maximize his own advantages, he also made some small requests.

"You might as well save those troubles. One person on each side will determine the winner and lose in one match. What do you think? Of course, it's okay to disagree. Then let me learn the sword skills of the three of you."

Yue Buqun had already found out that even the youngest Zhang Yu on the opposite side could beat Yu Canghai, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect. In addition to his wife, the one with the highest martial arts skills was Linghu Chong. It was okay to deal with some little thieves, and letting him play was simply a gift.

Therefore, Yue Buqun can only use words to achieve his goals.

"Master, how can you bother to fight alone? Although my disciples are not talented, they are willing to compete with several uncles."

Linghu Chong, who was standing behind Yue Buqun, immediately spoke up for support when he heard him say this. More than a dozen Huashan disciples behind him also pressed the hilt of the sword with their hands, and looked excited. It seemed that as long as Linghu Chong waved his arms, he would rush out. Although Linghu Chong's martial arts skills were not high, his reputation in the Huashan disciples was still good.

"A bastard. I'm talking to your uncles, so how can you interrupt?"

Yue Buqun was very happy for Linghu Chong's assist. He was perfunctory and scolded him gently. In this way, Zhang Yu and the others had to agree if they didn't agree. Otherwise, they would really be bullying the small with the big one and relying on the large number of people to win.

Zhang Yu shrugged and smiled calmly on his face. It didn't matter to these things, but there was only one ending anyway.

"Then follow Senior Brother Yue's suggestion. I will do our part here. You are afraid that Senior Brother Yue will appear in person."

Yue Buqun was secretly happy when he saw that it was Zhang Yu's appearance. He kept praising Zhang Yu, but in fact he felt that the game was stable. Although he didn't know why Feng Buping was not the strongest. However, he had learned that, and no one would have the result to play.

"Since Junior Brother Zhang is on stage, he is naturally here for his brother. The junior brother is a young talent and can actually defeat Yu Guanzhu of Qingcheng Sect. He is really young and promising."

Zhang Yu raised his hand gently to Yue Buqun, intending to call Feng Qingyang out first.

"Wait, Senior Brother Yue. This time I have invited a senior expert to be a notary for the sword competition."

Yue Buqun frowned and thought to himself, could this be the helper invited by their Sword Sect. They had just returned from the world, so where would they hire any helpers. Thinking of their own strength, they felt that it didn't matter. He smiled slightly and spoke.

"I wonder which senior master is it? Could it be Master Fang Zheng from Lingjiu Temple?"

Zhang Yu shook his head and said loudly with his internal force. The sound waves immediately spread out and slowly spread out from the top of the peak.

"Uncle Feng, you should come."

When Yue Buqun heard the title of Uncle Feng, his brows frowned even tighter. He was the only one who could call Uncle Feng.

Sure enough, the sound soon dissipated, and a white shadow was seen on the peak in the distance. It was quickly "floating" over.

The disciples of Huashan also noticed the white shadow. When the white shadow approached, they found that it was an old man with white hair, white beard and white clothes using his light skills to fly over.

"The wind! Clear! Rising!"
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