This morning, the weather was good. The sun was bright and the sky was clear.
On a main road not far from Huayin County in Shaanxi Province, Yue Buqun wore a purple Taoist robe that looked like a real purple Yin. He sat on a white horse that was as white as snow. The gentleman sword hung on the saddle. He was holding the white jade flute of Huang Yaoshi that he had drawn from the main world and playing a song. He looked as gentle as jade.
That day, Yue Buqun was discussing the recent situation in the martial world in the Rising Sword Qi Hall. Chu Yunfei complained,"" Sect Leader Yue, there are new people in the pugilistic world now. Only Huashan is unknown. Although it's true that we need to keep a low profile, aren't we a little too low-key? We're afraid that the pugilistic world will forget about Huashan."
"That's right, Sect Leader, I was just about to say that the Sect Leader of Mount Heng, Ding Jing, rarely leaves the mountain, so I don't know the level of her martial arts. Her junior sister, the nun Ding Yi, is extremely skilled in martial arts and has a fiery temper. Many of the affairs are handled by this Ding Yi. Judging from Ding Yi's martial arts, Ding Jing's martial arts shouldn't be bad. They also have a junior sister, Ding Xian. I heard that she has studied Buddhism, but her martial arts are unknown.”
"Mount Heng's sect leader, Mo Da, is elusive and has great martial arts. Fan Changkong and Liu Zhengfeng are also experts of the new generation.”
"Well, there's no hurry. It's like this outside. How's the situation inside Shaanxi?”Yue Buqun asked.
"A few years ago, the Feral Wolf Gang of Lingzhou Prefecture and the Lone Bamboo Sect of Hanzhong Prefecture had been squeezing our business, especially the Little Lonely Mountain, which is not far from Huayin County. It is the main traffic route for our newly produced wine. However, recently, a new Black Wind Mountain has appeared and often robbed our caravans, causing us to suffer heavy losses.”
"How dare they! This is outrageous! It seems that these people have forgotten the sharpness of Mount Hua's sword after not appearing for so many years! The sect leader asked us to come down the mountain to deal with them. For Ning Zhongze, who had been bathing in the reputation of Mount Hua for most of his life, Xiao Fan could no longer tolerate such an offense.
" We won't attack unless we're attacked. Although our Mount Hua Sect keeps a low profile, it doesn't mean that we're weak and easy to bully. Madam, look after Lingshan on Mount Hua. The others will assist Madam in commanding Mount Hua. I'll personally go down the mountain to deal with them!”
On the same day, Yue Buqun began to prepare to go down the mountain. At the same time, he told Ning Zhongze some important matters and asked her to make arrangements. Then, he only took a white horse and went down Mount Hua to kill Black Wind Mountain.
After crossing a few mountains, Yue Buqun rode for too long and felt a little bored, so he leisurely took out his white jade flute and played it to entertain himself, but there were people who disappointed him.
Yue Buqun had just played for a while when on a flat ground at the foot of the mountain in front, there were already people waiting in formation. There were about fifty people. The person in front was tall and had a ferocious face. His entire body emitted a ruthless aura that could really scare a child to stop crying.
He saw that the person was holding a large saber in his hand. The saber was thick and large, and it flickered with a cold light. At a glance, one could tell that it was a hundred times refined saber. It was definitely extraordinary. When they had passed by the Huashan Sect's restaurant in Huayin County, Yue Buqun had seen the intelligence album and knew that this person was called He Yong.
He Yong's Kung Fu was extraordinary. He practiced the Gale Saber Technique and had already mastered it. Once he used it, he was as fast as lightning and as fierce as a storm. People in Jianghu called him " Storm Swordsman ". Storm Swordsman He Yong was the third in charge of Black Wind Mountain. He was ruthless and had a fierce reputation. This time, he might have come out to rob and was caught by Yue Buqun.
Just as Yue Buqun put down his white jade flute and held onto the reins of his white horse, he stopped and observed He Yong and the others. A few small rogues appeared behind He Yong, waving their spiked clubs and long knives in their hands and shouting: "Hey, that kid on the white horse, I opened this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to cross this road, leave behind some money! Dismount your horse obediently and give me your respect. Otherwise, I'll teach you a lesson!“
Yue Buqun listened to this old robbery words and couldn't help but curse in his heart that this robber didn't know how to keep up with the times. The words of robbery hadn't changed at all for hundreds of years, but his mouth said: " How dare you to rob me under my Huashan Sect's feet. I haven't dealt with you scum for a few days, and you're still flying!"”
"The Huashan Sect is so famous. I'm so scared! Haha, so you're from the Huashan Sect. But let me tell you, we're not afraid. Today, we're not only going to rob you of your wealth, but also your life!”The Storm Swordsman He Yong saw Yue Buqun's tone revealing his origins in the Huashan Sect and laughed wantonly. He walked forward and said to Yue Buqun. The people around him also laughed loudly.
" Courting death." Yue Buqun picked up the Gentleman Sword hanging on the horse and patted the saddle. He jumped up and used his lightness skill to jump into the group of robbers, dodging the danger coming from all directions. At the same time, the Gentleman Sword was unsheathed. The sword movement changed from Yue Buqun's restraint and gentleness in Huashan to become extremely sharp. The sword qi surged and the Black Wind Bandits who were called were either killed or injured. Yue Buqun did not show any mercy to the evil Blackwind Bandits. The tip of his sword was aimed at their necks, killing one person with each strike. He had the heroic spirit of " killing one person every ten steps, leaving no trace behind for a thousand miles ".
In just a moment, the ground at the foot of the mountain was littered with corpses, broken arms, broken weapons, and blood. Storm Swordsman He Yong turned around and trembled in anger. He waved the heavy saber in his hand and shouted angrily,"How dare you kill all my subordinates? I'm going to kill you!”
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