Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect

Chapter 291 Famous in China
"Qi Ninja, take action!" Jue Wushen pulled away and retreated. After giving the order, ten large men in cross-dress wearing hats suddenly flew out from the side.

Ten people fell around Yan Bugui, surrounding him in Gaixin. At the same time, they used their power to form an invisible air shield that fell upside down.

These people came from the Japanese Purple Lightning Sect. They first came out of the world ten years ago and challenged Jue Wushen with their lives in order to become famous, but they were defeated by the Golden Body Killing Fist.

Jue Wushen did not kill them afterwards, but just asked them to do something for him.

But at that time, Juewu Shen was in the middle of the sky, and there was no need for the services of these ten people, so they were raised in Wushen Jue Palace.

Ten people wait for ten years.

Now that Jue Wushen is facing a crisis, it is finally their turn to take action, just as the saying goes: it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes only a moment.

"It's interesting." Yan Bugui was bound by a huge pressure that was like the top of Mount Tai, and it was difficult to break free for a while.

Jue Wushen breathed a sigh of relief, applied acupuncture on his right arm to stop the bleeding, and sneered: "Boy, you are still too young. These ten air ninja fellow practitioners have great sun purple energy, and their internal strength is the same as the branches. You can't even hope to fight with your own strength." Ten of them contended.”

"The ways of martial arts are vast, and your knowledge is too shallow." After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he secretly activated the heavenly magic field, and a majestic suction force emerged.

The air mask on his head was immediately twisted by the vortex of true energy. The ten air ninjas swayed, their expressions changed in horror, and they all fell towards him.

In panic, the air mask collapsed.

"Damn it!" The smile on Jue Wushen's face disappeared instantly, and he immediately rushed out of the temple.

"Want to leave?" Yan Bugui's figure swayed and suddenly disappeared on the spot.

The heavenly magic field then dissipated, and the ten atmospheres endured the influence of inertia and all fell to the ground.

Jue Wushen used his Qinggong with all his strength, and was about to jump out of the wall when suddenly a figure flashed in front of him, and Yan Bugui rushed over and blocked his way.

Outside the wall, the bamboo forest is green and the leaves are rustling.

Yan Bugui tapped his right foot lightly on the bamboo branch, and used his strength to turn around and step out to face the door.

An overwhelming amount of palm power swept over him. Jue Wushen hurriedly landed on the wall and swung his left fist out in the air, unable to use the full force in his haste.

The two qi energies clashed with each other, sending Jue Wushen back into the temple with a bang.

The ten air ninjas stood up to help, but suddenly a sword energy shot from an angle, stopping them in their tracks.

The ten people turned around and saw Wuming slowly approaching.

After this moment of breath adjustment, Wuming had recovered part of his internal strength, which was not enough to deal with Jue Wushen, but it was more than enough to hold off these ten people and buy Yan Bugui time.

The ten powerful ninjas had already seen Wuming perform Ten Thousand Swords and Return to the Clan before, so no one dared to be careless and decisively changed their formations.

The ten people stood in a row with their bodies staggered, placing their palms against the back of the person in front of them and transmitting their own internal energy.

The purple energy of the sun gathered on one person's body, and the purple energy visible to the naked eye spread out. The leader of the Qi Ninja attacked Wuming with his palm.

The purple energy rolled up to three feet in front of Wuming, but was blocked by a surge of awe-inspiring sword energy rising into the sky, and stopped abruptly.

The sword finger of Wuming's right hand stabbed out unhurriedly, the whole body glowed with a faint golden light, and thousands of sword energy rushed out.

In an instant, the palm power exerted by the ten air ninjas were torn apart as easily as paper.

The Qi Ninja's eyes bulged, and he was extremely shocked. He hurriedly used his kung fu to support the shield again, but it was difficult to withstand the fierce sword energy of Wan Jian Guizong, and he was defeated the moment it formed.

The sword energy was like a dragon, with unfailing power. Accompanied by a burst of shrill screams, it penetrated the bodies of the ten air ninjas in one fell swoop.

"Huh——" Wuming raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, his power was exhausted again.

But at this time, the battle in the field was coming to an end.

The Gui Cha Luo of Wu Shen Jue Palace was almost completely wiped out by the combined efforts of Feng, Yun and others as well as the martial arts heroes in the Central Plains.

Wuming turned his attention to the two key people who were engaged in another fierce battle. He saw that Jue Wushen's right arm was crippled, and only his left arm was left to support himself under Yan Bugui's strong offensive. Victory is in sight.

boom!
Jue Wushen fought hard to have his right shoulder crippled, and forcefully received a palm from Yan Bugui, and then the two fingers of his left hand quickly penetrated his eyes.

He thought he knew the Golden Bell Cover well, and intended to find a way to break through Yan Bugui's cover and find a way out.

Yan Bugui turned his head to avoid the attack and used his right fist to hit his chest and abdomen from the middle door he released.

"Poof!" The true power of the spiral penetrated into the body, Jue Wushen's stomach hurt like a twist, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground several feet away.

Seeing the last Gui Cha Luo fall under Bu Jingyun's peerless sword, Jue Wu Shen realized that his fate was over, and secretly resented it in his heart, staring at him with a pair of blood-red eyes, a fierce look on his face.

The trapped beast is still fighting. At this moment, he is like a dying beast, ready to fight desperately.

"I'll fight you!"

With a loud roar, Jue Wu Shen stood up, poured all his strength into his left arm and used the final "Killing Jue".

The force of the fist was like a bundle, and it hit Yan Bugui with the force of shattering the sky and splitting the earth.

Before the move came, the strong wind had already swept in, chilling the bones.

Yan's non-returning Qi moves freely, summoning the two spiral true energies from Yin to Yang, intertwining with each other in opposite directions, and uses the armor-piercing peak's seven-turn finger to shoot out quickly.

Dang~
The two struck with all their strength, and a harsh sound of gold and iron erupted from their flesh and blood bodies.

The Spiral Zhenjin's arrancar penetrated the 'Killing Jue' fist force, forcefully entered Jue Wushen's body, and then rushed straight into his Dantian Qi sea.

Yan Bugui then launched the 'Looting of Heaven and Earth', absorbing the true energy that Jue Wushen had spent his whole life cultivating. The immortal golden body was improved from the golden bell, which was of great benefit to his Hunyuan Vajra body.

"What, what are you going to do?!" Jue Wushen was shocked and felt that his internal energy was pouring out. He couldn't help but struggled wildly, but his skills were no longer under his control.

A few moments.

A layer of golden light visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared on Yan Bugui's body, and the Hunyuan Diamond Body successfully entered the eleventh level.

Juewu Shenye was exhausted, and his originally strong body seemed to be deflated, with only skin and bones left.

"I'm not willing to..." Before he could finish his words, the last light in Jue Wushen's eyes dissipated, and he refused to rest in peace.

Everyone looked at his body and became inexplicably silent, leaving only the sound of the wind blowing bamboo leaves outside the wall.

After a brief silence, the Yuewang Temple suddenly erupted into loud cheers.

The heroes of the Central Plains, who had survived the disaster, wantonly vented the humiliation they had suffered in the Wushenjue Palace in recent days.

When they came to their senses and wanted to ask who defeated Jue Wushen, they found that no one present could answer.

But Yan Bugui, Wuming, Fengyun and others had already quietly left.

However, although everyone does not know his name, Yan Bugui has become the most popular figure in China through word of mouth, even worse than Wuming, a martial arts myth.

The storm subsided and the world got back on track.

The unknown master and servant returned to Zhonghua Pavilion. Bu Jingyun wanted to take Yu Chuchu to live in seclusion in Bujia Village, while Nie Feng was preparing to travel with Ermeng.

After leaving the imperial city, Yan Bugui and Wuming and others parted ways, and Leng Yan led him to Baijian Villa.

If a workman wants to be good, he must first sharpen his weapon.

To recast his two swords is beyond the reach of an ordinary blacksmith shop. Sword Worship Villa, which once forged peerless swords, is undoubtedly the best choice.

(End of this chapter)