The young man who just spoke is none other than the great disciple of Huashan, Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong's words were full of ridicule, and Cheng Buyou felt offended. He couldn't help but pull out the sword from his waist and said angrily: "You brat, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I just don't know if your skill with a sword is the same as yours."

This bad mouth is as powerful as yours, so I will let you, my uncle, become a master to test your swordsmanship and see if it is incompetent!"

In a flash of white light, Cheng Buyou swung his sword to attack, stabbing Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong did not dare to be careless and also drew his sword to greet him.

The two of them fought from inside the hall to the outside of the hall. They were going back and forth in the open space outside the hall, swords flying everywhere.

After all, Linghu Chong at this time has neither learned the Star Absorbing Technique nor practiced the Dugu Nine Swords. His skills are only second-rate. He is no match for Cheng Buyou. Cheng Buyou shouted violently, gathered his inner strength, and gathered his strength.

With his sword, he swiped fiercely at Linghu Chong.

Choking!

When Linghu Chong swung his sword to parry, the two swords collided violently. Then Linghu Chong felt the palm of his hand holding the sword shake violently, and a huge force hit him, instantly knocking the sword away from his hand.

Cheng Buyou smiled coldly and said, "You arrogant boy, just accept your death!"

Cheng Buyou had no intention of letting Linghu Chong go. He quickly swung his sword and used a killing move, stabbing Linghu Chong's vitals, vowing to take Linghu Chong's life.

Seeing this scene, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze were both shocked and secretly shouted "Oh no!"

"Chong'er, get away quickly!"

The two shouted loudly, then drew their swords and came to rescue him. Unfortunately, Cheng Buyou's sword had already reached Linghu Chong, and it was too late to rescue him.

The threat of death came to Linghu Chong. For the first time, Linghu Chong felt despair in his heart.

Without his sword, he was helpless.

"Are you about to die?" Linghu Chong was also a cool person. He closed his eyes and accepted death calmly. He did not regret at all the words he had provoked the other party before.

Even if someone insults his master again, he will say the same thing.

Cheng Buyou's long sword cut through the sky, and was only a few inches away from Linghu Chong's neck. He was about to have his throat cut by the sword, when suddenly, something unexpected happened.

A red shadow fell from the sky and appeared next to Linghu Chong like a ghost. Then the sword shadow flashed and with a 'clang' sound, Cheng Buyou's long sword was instantly repulsed.

"Brother Lin!" Yue Lingshan looked at the red figure with surprise and said.

Yes, this red figure is none other than Yang Peng (with Lin Pingzhi played by Chen Xiao) wearing a bright red brocade robe.

Linghu Chong had just walked around the gate of hell and was still a little frightened. He glanced at Yang Peng beside him and knew that he had saved him. He quickly thanked him: "Thank you, brother."

Yang Peng smiled and nodded, and then said hello to Yue Lingshan, saying: "Miss Yue, after receiving your flying pigeon letter, I rushed here immediately. Isn't it late?"

Yue Lingshan's pretty face smiled as brightly as a flower. She shook her head repeatedly and said: "Brother Lin, you are not late, you are just too timely. Without you, senior brother would be in danger!"

After saying that, she didn't forget to glare at Cheng Buyou, as if she was very dissatisfied with him for killing him.

On the other side, Cheng Buyou couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry when he saw that he was repelled by a junior. He didn't know Yang Peng and said angrily: "Boy, where did you come from? Get out of here, otherwise I will

I’ll teach you a lesson too!”

Yang Peng chuckled lightly, as if he heard some big joke, and said lightly: "I'm afraid you are not qualified enough."

Then, he glanced at the seats, Lu Bai, and the experts from various factions, and said slowly: "Today, I am here, and none of you can embarrass Miss Yue, Mr. Yue, Mrs. Yue, and all the Huashan people."

Brothers. I will count to three, and you will either get out of here, or be prepared to die by my sword!"

After Cheng Buyou heard this, he laughed angrily and said: "Hahahaha, the young people nowadays are really more arrogant than the others. I thought that the Huashan disciple just now was already arrogant enough, but I didn't expect that this kid like you was even more arrogant.

And all the same, the tone of his words is so loud that it’s scary, and he’s not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue!”

"Forget it, since you kid insists on showing off, don't blame me for being rude, watch the sword!"

As a successor of the Sword Sect, Cheng Buyou later lived in seclusion in the valley for decades, practicing swordsmanship hard, and his skills were quite impressive.

When he swung his sword, he saw the sword flower shining, the sword clanking, and it stabbed Yang Peng in an instant.

"Little tricks!"

Yang Peng smiled crookedly, and the evil-proofing energy surged throughout his body, converging on the sword body. Then the sharp sword in his hand struck with a buzz, and a white light flashed, sweeping towards Cheng Buyou.

Cheng Buyou's swordsmanship was already very fast, but compared with Yang Peng's, it was like a small witch meeting a big wizard.

Not on the same level at all.

As Yang Peng's evil-fighting mental skills reached the state of perfection, and boosted by the extremely strong evil-fighting Qi, Yang Peng's evil-fighting sword skills were several times faster than before.

When Cheng Buyou thrust out one sword, Yang Peng had already thrust out dozens of swords.

clang!

The two swords collided, splashing a gorgeous lightning sword flower. Then, Cheng Buyou felt his hands go numb, and the long sword in his hand almost came out of his hands. He also stepped back, taking dozens of steps.

Only then did he steady his steps.

Afterwards, everyone around was horrified to find that Cheng Buyou's face and body were covered with sword scratches, and blood slowly flowed out, turning him into a bloody man in an instant.

In the Zhengqi Hall, Feng Buping, who was originally as steady as a mountain, now had shock in his eyes. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a fast swordsmanship! It seems like he only thrust out one sword, but it can make the opponent stunned."

I was struck by dozens of swords in an instant, even with decades of skill, I couldn't dodge. Boy, who are you?"

Lu Bai beside Feng Buping was not much better. He was also amazed by the sword technique Yang Peng had just used.

Yue Buqun even exclaimed in his heart: "I haven't seen you for a long time. This Lin Shaoxia's sword technique to ward off evil spirits is much better than before. This sword technique to ward off evil spirits is indeed a peerless sword technique. It is indeed powerful!"

In fact, what they didn't know was that Yang Peng's sword strike just now was just casual and not serious at all. If he really wanted to show his full strength, no one in front of him could be his opponent.

The Thirteen Taibao of the Songshan Sect were like a younger brother to him. Only Zuo Lengchan's personal action could make Yang Peng slightly afraid.

Yang Peng's figure flashed, and he was killing Cheng Buyou again. At this time, Cheng Buyou was like a drowned dog, beaten by Yang Peng and unable to parry. In order to avoid Yang Peng's ubiquitous sword shadow, he even

He couldn't dodge, and his foot slipped, causing him to fall and eat shit. He looked completely miserable.

When he reluctantly got up, his whole body was already covered with mud.

When the Huashan disciples around him saw this, they all burst into laughter and felt very relieved.
Chapter completed!