Mount Hua.
Thinking of the Cliff.
Yue Buqun gripped a kasaya tightly in his hand as he walked into the cave.
He was holding the Lin family's martial art, the Evil-Warding Sword Manual!
For this martial art, Yue Buqun could be said to have put in a lot of effort.
Now that he had obtained the divine technique, he naturally could not wait to cultivate it.
However, as soon as he entered the cave, he realized that there was someone inside.
Upon closer inspection, it was none other than his fourth disciple, Yang Huan.
At this moment, Yang Huan was cultivating. The cultivation technique he was practicing was extremely strange.
Yang Huan's body was surrounded by sword energy. The sword energy was extremely sharp and its power was extraordinary.
"Who is it?" Yang Huan sensed that someone had arrived. He stopped circulating his cultivation and looked at the entrance of the cave.
At this moment, Yue Buqun walked out and looked coldly at Yang Huan.
"Master, why are you here?"
Yang Huan immediately stood up and ran in front of Yue Buqun. He saw the kasaya in Yue Buqun's hand.
"Oh, you're here to practice the Evil Repelling Sword Manual. Then I won't disturb you anymore.”
After saying that, Yang Huan wanted to leave.
But Yue Buqun's expression suddenly changed, grabbing onto Yang Huan's shoulder.
He looked at Yang Huan fiercely and questioned,"How do you know this is the Evil-Warding Sword Manual?”
" Uh…" Yang Huan didn't know how to answer. He couldn't possibly tell Yue Buqun that he was a transmigrator, right?
Not only did he know that Yue Buqun was holding the Evil-Warding Sword Manual, he also knew that practicing the Evil-Warding Sword Manual required castration!
"Master, don't worry. I won't spread this matter. Please take your time. I'll go back first.”
Not intending to tangle with Yue Buqun, the sword force in Yang Huan's body burst forth, shaking Yue Buqun away.
However, Yue Buqun's eyes were filled with shock. He never thought that this Fourth Brother would know so much.
In his eyes, the fourth brother, Yang Huan, had always been a martial arts fanatic. He did not care about anything except martial arts.
For so many years, he had been diligently cultivating and had never slacked off for a day.
But now, he actually knew everything. How could Yue Buqun not be shocked?
In fact, what he did not know was that this disciple of his was no longer the disciple who only knew how to cultivate in silence.
Half a month ago, Yang Huan transmigrated to this world and awakened the system.
The newbie gift package given by the system was simple and straightforward. It was a supreme sword technique from another world-Myriad Swords Return.
However, there was a prerequisite for cultivating this sword technique, and that was to cripple one's martial arts.
Yang Huan's previous cultivation was only at the peak of the Postliminary Realm.
If he practiced the Huashan Sect's trash martial arts for a lifetime, he would probably be a grandmaster at most.
If it was an ordinary martial arts world, it would be fine. However, the world he had transmigrated to was a comprehensive martial arts world.
In this world, the Huashan Sect was just a third-rate sect.
Moreover, he knew very well what kind of person the famous Gentleman Sword Yue Buqun was.
If he thought of a way to increase his strength, he would die on Mount Hua sooner or later.
Therefore, Yang Huan did not even think about it. He ran to the Reflection Cliff that day, crippled his martial arts, and cultivated the Myriad Returning Swords.
Now that the Myriad Returning Swords had some small success, Yang Huan was in a very good mood and left with relaxed and happy footsteps.
Yue Buqun was behind, looking at Yang Huan's back, his gaze becoming increasingly vicious.
"Yang Huan, this kid, usually doesn't show his strength. I didn't expect him to know so many things. Although she didn't know how he knew, she couldn't let him stay!”
Without any hesitation, Yue Buqun launched a sneak attack on Yang Huan.
This old fellow was indeed ruthless.
After all, she was a disciple he had raised for twenty years. He could do it just like that!
The internal force of the Purple Cloud Divine Art was fully unleashed as he stabbed at Yang Huan's back.
However, Yang Huan was long prepared. His figure turned into a wisp of green smoke, disappearing before Yue Buqun's eyes like a ghost.
In the next moment, Yang Huan had already appeared ten steps away.
Yang Huan looked at Yue Buqun with a cold smile and said mockingly: "Yue Buqun, you and I have been master and disciple for twenty years. Are you really so vicious?”
"Since you already know, then I can't let you live!”
Yue Buqun didn't want to talk nonsense with Yang Huan. Since he had already made a move, then there was no room for turning back.
What did Yue Buqun rely on to survive in the martial world?
He did not rely on peerless martial arts, but on his deep shrewdness and scheming, as well as his decisiveness in killing!
"Myriad Swords Return!"
Since Yue Buqun already had killing intent, Yang Huan naturally would not show mercy either.
Hundreds of sword energies burst forth from Yang Huan's body.
The sword energy was extremely sharp and spread in all directions.
In an instant, they were like countless sharp swords that flew like a storm.
The sword force that filled the sky and the sword momentum was like a net, it was a spectacular sight!
Yue Buqun's pupils constricted. He was frightened quite badly by Yang Huan's move.
He quickly stopped his attacks and used the Huashan Sword Technique to block Yang Huan's attack.
However, the sword energy seemed to be endless, attacking Yue Buqun one after another.
Yue Buqun was unable to resist and was forced to retreat.
At this moment, Yue Buqun was greatly shocked in his heart.
He had never thought that there would be such a powerful sword technique in this world…
……
"Hu ~ Hu ~"
Yue Buqun half-knelt on the ground, gasping for breath.
His body was already covered in shocking sword marks.
He slowly raised his head and stared at Yang Huan with red eyes.
His eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
There was anger, unwillingness, jealousy, and negative emotions.
Don't look at Yue Buqun's appearance of modesty and elegance, righteous and awe-inspiring, but in reality, he was sinister and vicious behind the scenes, extremely shrewd and ambitious.
At this moment, his heart was filled with unwillingness. He was unwilling to lose to Yang Huan.
It was not easy for him to obtain the Evil-Warding Sword Manual, a peerless divine technique, but before he could cultivate it, he was going to die. How could he accept this?
"Yang Huan, you have to think carefully. If you kill me, you will be killing your master! It's treason!"
Now Yue Buqun already understood that he was absolutely not Yang Huan's match.
If he wanted to live, he could only use this to threaten Yang Huan.
However, when Yang Huan heard this, he smiled disdainfully and said,"Hehe, Yue Buqun, do you think I'm that idiot Ling Huchong?”
"Since you're unkind, then don't blame me for being unrighteous.”
"Moreover, I, Yang Huan, don't care about the title of killing my master at all. Others can say whatever they want."
"You're the one seeking death today. Don't blame me!”
Finished talking, Yang Huan wanted to kill Yue Buqun.
"Stop!"
A loud shout interrupted Yang Huan. Yang Huan turned his head to look.
He saw a beautiful woman rushing to the Cliff of Reflection with the Huashan disciples.
That beautiful woman was none other than Yang Huan's master's wife, Ning Zhongze.
At this time, Ning Zhong was already blocking in front of Yue Buqun, looking at Yang Huan with a complicated expression.
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