Cheng Buyou was also a man who cared about face. Hearing the laughter around him, he became furious, ashamed and angry. He shouted loudly and swung his sword to kill Yang Peng without thinking about himself.

Such a method of attacking with eggs and stones will naturally not end well.

Yang Peng sighed and looked at Cheng Buyou who was like a mad dog. He knew very well that this old boy was already mentally unbalanced and out of order.

Yang Peng swung the long sword in his hand and swung the long sword away from Cheng Buyou's hand very freely. Then he struck back with his hand and the long sword was already placed on the opponent's neck.

At this time, he only needs to touch it lightly, and Cheng Buyou will surely fall to the ground.

Feng Buping, who was in the Zhengqi Hall, finally couldn't sit still anymore, and he quickly scolded: "Junior Brother Cheng, you have already lost, why don't you back down!"

He knew very well that if Yang Peng waved the long sword in his hand, his junior brother would definitely die.

It is a pity that at this time, Cheng Buyou had already become angry and completely lost his mind. He did not listen to Feng Buping's words at all. Instead, he stabbed Yang Peng's vital parts with his backhand sword and roared viciously:

"go to hell!"

Yang Peng's eyes flashed coldly. He sneered and stopped holding back. The long sword in his hand turned into a white light and flashed past. Cheng Buyou's throat was cut directly and he fell to the ground.

A descendant of the Sword Sect of a generation trained hard in the deep valley for decades just to avenge his past humiliation. In the end, he lost his life because of his narrow-minded and paranoid character.

"Ding, you killed the Huashan Sword Sect disciple, Cheng Buyou, who is in the mid-term first-class level the day after tomorrow. You get 5000 skill points."

"Junior brother Cheng!"

"Senior Brother Cheng!"

Feng Buping and Cong Buqi screamed at the same time. The three of them, brothers, advanced and retreated together, lived and died together. They had been living in seclusion in the valley for decades. They had been together day and night. Their relationship had already been extremely deep. How could they endure it when they saw their brother die tragically?

They stopped and drew their swords to attack Yang Peng.

Yang Peng was not afraid, and waved his sword to resist. One person fought against the other two. The two sides fought back and forth, and they fought for dozens of rounds in an instant.

Cong Buqi is Cheng Buyou's younger brother. He is the weakest among the three sword sects, but he has also reached a first-class level.

Feng Buping, on the other hand, is the number one master of the Sword Sect, and his strength is much higher than that of Cheng Buyou.

The two masters besieged Yang Peng alone, and the danger was evident. This made everyone in Huashan on the side very worried.

Especially Yue Lingshan.

It could be said that Yang Peng was called over to help. If the other party made any mistakes, she would probably never forgive herself in her lifetime.

"Two seniors bullying a junior, what's the use of it!" Yue Lingshan complained loudly, and then begged Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze beside her, saying: "Father, mother, please go and save Brother Lin."

Yue Buqun was indifferent and silent, but Ning Zhongze, who had quite a chivalrous spirit, drew her sword to help when she was not angry.

However, Yue Buqun on the side stretched out his hand to press the hilt of her sword and said: "Madam, please be patient and don't do anything rashly."

Then, he whispered: "Lu Bai is holding the Five Mountains Flag in his hand, and there are a group of Taishan and Hengshan masters beside him. If we take action rashly, they will definitely stop us. When the two sides conflict, it will be our Huashan faction who will suffer."

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"What's more, the martial arts of Mr. Lin, the escort leader, seems to have grown to an incredible level. You see, he faced the siege of the two sword sects. He didn't panic and dealt with it with ease. Maybe he doesn't need our help at all.

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"But..." After all, Yang Peng came to help her Huashan sect, so he just ignored her, which made Ning Zhong feel a little uncomfortable and felt bad.

Yue Buqun patted Ning Zhongze's little hand, smiled and consoled him: "Madam, let's take a look first. If Mr. Lin is defeated and encounters danger, it won't be too late for us to take action."

After glancing at Lu Bai and others who were watching eagerly, Ning Zhong finally sighed and withdrew his little hand holding the sword.

Seeing this, Yue Lingshan could only stand aside and worry.

Her martial arts skills are low, so even if she rushes forward, she won't be able to help at all, and may even drag Yang Peng down.

With a kind heart, she couldn't help but clasp her hands, put them on her chest, and prayed silently: "Brother Lin, you must win..."

On the battlefield, long swords crossed each other, sparks flew everywhere, and the fight between the two sides reached a fever pitch.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Feng Buping and Cong Buqi are having a hard time coping, especially Cong Buqi, who is already sweating profusely, and the sweat beads on his forehead are dripping down, and they are all wet.

into his eyes.

Yang Peng, on the other hand, has been dealing with it very easily. When he swings his sword, his movements are very free and easy, as if he is not in a life-or-death duel, but dancing gracefully and dancing with the sword for fun.

Seeing this scene, both Lu Bai and the masters from various sects were all stunned and said, "When did such a young master appear in the world?"

Those who knew Yang Peng couldn't help but explain: "He is Lin Pingzhi, the young escort leader of Fuwei Escort. His evil-fighting sword skills are powerful in the world. Not long ago, he just defeated the head of Emei Jinguangshiren with one move."

, and at the same time kill Yu Canghai and destroy the entire Qingcheng sect!"

"It turns out it's him!" Lu Bai was shocked. Lin Pingzhi's name was now widely spread throughout the world, so naturally he had heard about it.

However, the Lin Pingzhi in the rumors seemed to be different from the Lin Pingzhi he saw at this time. It seemed that the one in front of him was much more powerful.

Yu Canghai is just a top-notch being. Each of the three Jian Zong disciples in front of him can beat him. But now, this Lin Pingzhi can actually fight with two Jian Zong descendants, and even vaguely occupy it.

With the upper hand, this would have to be extremely shocking.

"He has such terrifying strength at such a young age. Given time, once he grows up, it will be great!" Lu Bai stared at Yang Peng not far away, and he had already decided in his heart that he would report this matter to him immediately.

Alliance leader Zuo Lengchan.

On the battlefield, the beads of sweat on Cong Buqi's head became more and more dense. At this time, he looked like a drowned rat, dripping with sweat, as if he had jumped into the river and taken a bath.

The speed at which he drew his sword became slower and slower, reaching the point where he was almost exhausted. He knew that he could not go on like this.

You must make dangerous moves, otherwise you will only end up defeated.

Seeing Feng Buping and Yang Peng's swords intersecting and fighting each other, and they were inextricably killing each other, Cong Buqi secretly said, "Good opportunity." He jumped out of the way, suddenly dodged behind Yang Peng, and then stabbed through the air with his long sword.

, pointed directly at Yang Peng's vital points.

He saw the opportunity and wanted to kill Yang Peng with one strike, and instantly killed Yang Peng.

But how did he know that all of this was seen by Yang Peng.

Yang Peng sneered and knocked back Feng Buping with a sword. Then he tilted his body and easily avoided Cong Buqi's killing sword. Cong Buqi stabbed him in the air instantly.

At this time, Cong Buqi was still in mid-air. When he saw himself stabbed in the air, he secretly shouted "No," knowing that he was going to suffer disaster next.

Sure enough, Yang Peng struck back with a sword, and the sword pointed directly at Cong Buqi's throat.

Cong Buqi was in mid-air. He didn't have time to turn around, and he actually hit the tip of Yang Peng's sword.

He screamed in fright and tried his best to avoid the sword edge, but he couldn't make it in time.

In an instant, he thrust his own throat into Yang Peng's sword and sealed his throat with his sword. Cong Buqi had no way to survive.

"Ding, you killed Cong Buqi, a disciple of the Huashan Sword Sect and the first-class early stage acquired the day after tomorrow. You get 3000 skill points."
Chapter completed!