Mo Yu jumped down and landed in front of Yue Buqun, smiling indifferently: "Senior Brother Sect Leader, you didn't come to the Cliff of Reflection late at night to kill me again, did you?”
Yue Buqun only felt a flash in front of his eyes and suddenly a person appeared. His expression changed slightly and when he saw that it was Mo Yu, he couldn't help but sneer: "Junior Brother Mo, that palm didn't kill you. You're really lucky!”
Since they had already shed all pretense of cordiality, Yue Buqun no longer disguised himself!
"I still have to thank the sect leader for showing mercy. But then again, you're not dead yet, so how can I die?”
"You are bragging shamelessly. Your martial arts have been crippled by me. Even if you are not dead, you are just a cripple. Besides, I am here today to send you off.”
"Senior Brother Sect Leader, outsiders call you Gentleman Sword. You are modest, elegant, and righteous. You are a well-known gentleman in the Jianghu. If they find out that you are cruel and merciless to harm your fellow disciples for your own selfish reasons and that you have to do it again after failing once, what will they think?”
Yue Buqun's expression changed drastically, but in the next moment, he seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly flicked his sleeves and laughed out loud," You're just a dying person, do you think you still have that chance?”
His smile was arrogant and full of disdain, his eyes were filled with killing intent, and his aura was so cold that even the air was filled with coldness.
"If you have the chance, then ask this sword in my hand!”
Mo Yu smiled lightly and slowly raised his sword, pointing it at Yue Buqun. The edge of the sword was sharp and emitted a silver light. Under the bright moonlight, killing intent faintly appeared.
Yue Buqun wanted to kill him, and he wanted to kill Yue Buqun as well!
From the moment he came to Smiling Proud Jianghu, he had already sentenced Yue Buqun to death in his heart.
In his life, he hated hypocrites the most. On the surface, they were friendly and sanctimonious, but behind their backs, they were vicious and unscrupulous hypocrites!
In the movies and TV series in his previous life, Yue Buqun did not hesitate to castrate himself and practice his swordsmanship in order to seize the highest power in the martial arts world. He did not save his dying disciples, slandered and poisoned his disciples, and even indirectly sent his wife and daughter on a path of no return!
A vicious tiger would not eat its cubs. Such a vicious person was simply heartless and cruel. What was the use of keeping him in the world?
He was not a kind man or woman, but he would not allow such a person to exist in the world!
? Moreover, taking ten thousand steps back, in this life, he would kill whoever wanted to kill him. It did not matter who you were, whether you were a gentleman or a villain, a good person or a bad person.
Because of this, Yue Buqun had to die!
On the Cliff of Reflection, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and the cold wind raged.
On that mottled path, the two stood facing each other. However, Yue Buqun's face suddenly turned red, and then covered with purple qi. The purple qi accumulated in his palm was extremely majestic.
He smiled coldly, and the killing intent in his eyes reached its peak as he leaped. In his opinion, no matter how powerful Mo Yu's sword technique was, it would not be able to block his palm when his internal energy was completely crippled!
This palm had accumulated ten percent of his purple inner strength. It could smash a huge rock into pieces, let alone a person whose inner strength was completely crippled.
Moreover, he aimed to kill in one strike. He could not afford to miss again and eliminate future troubles!
"Die!"
With a stern shout, the extremely rich purple cloud energy suddenly shot out the instant it approached Mo Yu. A purple energy surged out and directly pounced towards Mo Yu's face.
The Violet Cloud Divine Art was a high-tier internal art. When cultivated to the extreme, its power was incomparable. It could break swords and shatter stones. It was extremely terrifying.
If this palm strike really hit Mo Yu's face, he would die instantly!
However, just when Yue Buqun thought that Mo Yu was dead for sure, that proud figure suddenly disappeared from under his palm, like a ghost, vanishing without a trace.
This palm that was filled with power was like hitting cotton!
A silver light flashed in front of his eyes. He felt a chill on his neck, followed by intense pain. Then, his consciousness slowly disappeared.
Yue Buqun's face was filled with shock and fear. He raised his hand with difficulty and touched his neck. There was a slippery feeling. It was blood, gurgling blood!
"How is that possible?"
These four words lingered in his mind, but his consciousness was gradually disappearing. Even until his death, he still did not understand how Mo Yu, who had clearly lost his inner qi, still had such skills!
Plop...
With all kinds of confusion and unwillingness, he fell to the ground and died.
It was also at this moment that a slender figure appeared behind him. He stood against the wind, and a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes.
"I thought I could last a few moves, I didn't expect Yue Buqun, who is in the middle of the first class, to be so weak!”
He shook his head and put away the Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords that were not stained with blood. He looked at Yue Buqun, who was staring at him with wide eyes. At this moment, the system's voice sounded,""Ding! You have discovered an Eighth-rank internal art, the Violet Cloud Divine Art. Do you want to cultivate it?”
The Violet Cloud Divine Art was the treasure of the Huashan Sect. It was a supreme cultivation art of Taoism. Not only could it dissolve the zhenqi of others in the body, but it could also maintain the appearance and prolong life. It was also extremely powerful. It was a high-quality internal art comparable to the Yijin Sutra.
Mo Yu was slightly startled, Yue Buqun was so unbearable before he practiced the Evil Repelling Sword Manual, he originally thought that the Purple Glow Divine Art was just an ordinary internal art, he didn't expect the system's evaluation of it to be so high.
"Yue Buqun's talent is limited, he can only cultivate the Purple Glow Divine Art to the Advanced Stage, its power is less than a tenth of the Purple Glow Divine Art.”
With the system's explanation, Mo Yu suddenly understood. He took out the Purple Glow secret manual from Yue Buqun's chest. After reading it once, it was already clearly imprinted in his mind.
"Start cultivating!"
" Note: No one in the Proud Swordsman has truly mastered the Violet Cloud Divine Skill. Unlike the Nine Yang Divine Skill, which was developed by Jue Yuan and Zhang Wuji, it has always been unknown. However, it is definitely a high-tier internal skill and belongs to the same level as the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture. If you have any doubts, you can consult the relevant information!"
The author had also looked up information and combined it with the understanding of Jin Yong's fans of the Purple Cloud Divine Art.
As for Yue Buqun's ending, the author had to consider it over and over again before coming to a decision. It was useless to keep such a person who would do anything for his own selfish interests and to seize the leader of the martial arts world, regardless of the relationship between husband and wife, father and daughter, and master and disciple.
As for how to solve the problem between the main character and Yue Lingshan, they would think about it carefully in the future. If anyone had any objections, they could also raise them.
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