Zongwu: Longevity starts from marrying a wife down the mountain

Chapter 72 At Risk!

In the silent dense forest, there was a chilling air.

After hearing the request of the leader in black robe, Yue Buqun's face became a little ugly.

A few days ago, under the guidance of his disciple Lin Pingzhi, he went to the old house of the Lin family. After some searching, he successfully found the evil sword manual.

After getting the evil sword manual, he made a decision.

First write down the formulas of the evil sword on the cassock, and then take the initiative to throw the cassock out, and let the surrounding forces of the rivers and lakes compete for it.

On the way to the old house of the Lin family, he realized that his party was being followed by various forces.

So I have planned for a long time, if I can get the evil sword manual, write down the formula first, and then take the initiative to throw it out for other rivers and lakes to compete for.

Otherwise, it might be difficult for him to survive himself, let alone the group of disciples around him.

This move is indeed extremely effective.

Most of the forces in the nearby rivers and lakes were attracted by the cassock, and fierce battles broke out, including two second-rank congenital masters.

He took the opportunity to lead a group of disciples out of the encirclement.

Then he didn't dare to stop at all, and led a group of disciples to rush back to Mount Hua in the starry night.

He also encountered several interceptions along the way, but the strength of the opponent was not strong, and he led his disciples to kill him.

I never thought that when I approached the boundary of Huashan, I encountered a group of powerful men in black.

From the ingenious timing and location of the opponent's appearance, as well as knowing that the cassock engraved with the evil sword manual has been taken away.

It can be seen from these that the gang of men in black came prepared, and might even ambush here in advance.

"Yue Buqun, you don't have many Huashan disciples, and you don't want all the elite disciples you brought out to be buried here."

Seeing Yue Buqun's silence, the leader in black sneered, his hoarse words filled with confidence.

The voice fell.

A group of Huashan disciples gathered beside Yue Buqun showed shock and anger on their faces.

At this moment, they also knew that their group was facing an unprecedented crisis.

They continued to run for several days and encountered several attacks and killings, which made them all mentally and mentally exhausted.

Facing more than a dozen masked men with powerful auras, there was almost no chance of winning.

"Master, there is no need to compromise with them, you lead us out."

The third disciple Liang Fa looked dignified, tightly gripped the long sword in his hand, and said to Yue Buqun.

"Yes, Senior Brother Liang is right. If you fight with them, this gang of hide-and-seek rats will definitely not abide by the agreement."

The sixth disciple Lu Da nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Master, I have fought them hard."

"..."

Several other disciples also echoed.

Seeing this situation, Huashan Second Disciple Lao Denuo's eyes flashed a subtle strangeness, he opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't say anything.

Yue Buqun's face was gloomy, and he didn't give any reply to his disciples, but just stared at the leader man in black not far away.

People in the arena have always acted resolutely, cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots without leaving future troubles.

He knew that the other party would not abide by the agreement, and after writing down the formulas of the evil sword manual, he would not let them leave.

It will only take the opportunity to kill them all.

However, now he can only do as the other party tells him.

It's not really that he intends to write down the formulas of the secluded evil swordsmanship and hand them over to the other party.

Instead, he intends to delay time so that he and a group of Huashan disciples can recover some of their physical strength.

Add a little possibility to the upcoming battle.

Or see if there are other rivers and lakes passing by.

"Okay, I promise you, I will write down the formulas of the secluded evil swordsmanship."

After a moment of silence, Yue Buqun suddenly said in a deep voice, "I hope you can abide by the agreement and let us leave."

Hearing this, the expressions of the Huashan disciples next to him suddenly became a little complicated.

Although some did not understand Master's behavior, no one refuted it. They knew that Master must have his reasons for doing so.

A gleam of joy flashed in the cold eyes of the leader in black, he chuckled and praised: "Master Yue is worthy of being a gentleman's sword, he is indeed a benevolent and righteous gentleman, and he can consider for his disciples."

"Don't worry, as long as the formula you wrote is correct, you will surely let me go away safely, and I am not a person who does not respect the morals of the world."

Speaking of this, the leader of the man in black changed his voice, and his hoarse words revealed coldness: "However, if I prove that the formula you wrote, Master Yue, is wrong, then I will not be polite."

"One mistake, in exchange for the life of a Huashan disciple."

"By the way, I have a lot of opinions on the evil sword manual."

The leading man in black added another sentence, and the meaning in the words was self-evident.

Afterwards, the leading man in black waved his hand behind him, and immediately a man in black stepped forward and took out a pen, ink and a book from his pocket.

The ink is ground in advance and packed in a small milky white sealed porcelain bottle.

These things were obviously prepared long ago.

Seeing this situation, Yue Buqun was not surprised, and took the pen, ink and book with a calm expression.

In the eyes of everyone, he picked up the pen and dipped the ink, and then began to write in the book.

There are hundreds of words in the formulas of the Xie sword manual, and Yue Buqun wrote them calmly.

As the head of a sect, he studied Taoist classics intensively, had seen many martial arts formulas, and it was easy for him to slightly change a few.

And it is difficult to see the flaws in a short time.

Although the other party said that he had a lot of opinions about the evil sword manual, there was a high probability that it was just an exaggeration.

It's about time for a cup of tea.

Hundreds of words of formulas in the evil sword manual appeared vividly on the paper.

One of the black-clothed men took Yue Buqun's written formula for the evil sword manual, and then handed it to the leader of the black-clothed men.

The head man in black's eyes flashed brightly, but he directly put the book with the formulas of the evil sword manual into his bosom, without any intention of looking it up.

"Capture Lin Pingzhi alive, kill the rest!"

The leading man in black suddenly spoke out, his hoarse words were extremely cold, and contained a strong killing intent.

He has received accurate information that when he was in the old Lin family's house, apart from Yue Buqun, Lin Pingzhi also wrote down the formulas of the evil sword manual.

He obviously didn't believe the formulas of the evil sword manual written by Yue Buqun.
But it can be used as a reference to confirm the formulas of the evil sword manual in Lin Pingzhi's mouth.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"..."

Following the order from the leader in black, more than a dozen other men in black around immediately moved, holding weapons and attacking a group of Huashan disciples.

"Follow me and kill!"

Yue Buqun was also prepared, with a flash of sword light, a fierce sword energy rushed out, beheading a man in black in an instant.

After a short rest, he and a group of disciples also recovered some physical strength, and there was a slight possibility of breaking out of the encirclement.

"Yue Buqun, you will definitely die today!"

The leader of the black-clothed man snorted coldly, leaped out, and attacked Yue Buqun.

In the blink of an eye, the two were fighting together.

The two snow-bright long swords clashed in the air at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye, and there was a sound of gold and iron trembling that pierced the eardrums, and countless fierce sword qi shot out.

Any sword qi can plow finger-deep scratches on the ground.

Whether it was a group of Huashan disciples or a group of men in black, they all tacitly avoided the battle between the two, and did not dare to approach.

Due to many factors, Huashan disciples and the man in black were injured after only a short battle.

The sixth disciple, Lu Dayou, was slashed in the chest by a man in black with a sword. Blood gushed out from the wound immediately, soaking through his robe.

The eighth disciple, Ying Bailuo, was stabbed in the shoulder blade of his left arm with a sword, leaving a wound almost as deep as bone.

Seeing this scene, Yue Buqun was extremely furious, but there was nothing he could do.

His situation is also very bad, he is suppressed by the leader of the men in black, and it is difficult to escape.

It is estimated that it will become precarious in a short time.

Yet at this moment.

An angry voice came from a distance.

"It's so lively, old beggar, I like to join in the fun!"

(End of this chapter)