The man raised his son in Beiliang, and intercepted Hu Nangong's divination.

Bu Jingyun glanced at Lu Chen with the same opinion as Nie Feng.

"Yeah, why don't you practice?!"

"If I knew martial arts, I would definitely learn swordsmanship like this."

Kong Ci asked equally curiously.

She never understood why her father didn't let her practice martial arts.

Lu Chen glanced at her.

He knew in his heart that this woman would be Xiong Ba's tool to alienate Fengyun in the future.

"Didn't you hear what the Blood Knife Ancestor said?"

"You guys are still practicing?!"

Lu Chen asked back.

"Uh……"

"Brother Lu, is that true?!"

"Do you really want to commit suicide by practicing those sword moves?"

"hiss……"

When Nie Feng saw Lu Chen nodding, he gasped and felt a chill in his crotch.

Seeing this, neither Kong Ci nor Wang Chudong could help but blush slightly.

"But isn't that man wearing a beard?!"

Nie Feng asked again.

Yue Buqun has a beard.

Not only Nie Feng discovered this problem.

Others had the same doubts as him.

-

The Blood Knife Ancestor continued to open other pages of the sword manual, and the sword moves revealed in them were indeed sharp, with shadows of what Yue Buqun had just used.

Knife skills are not the same as sword skills, but one can only identify the strength of a sword skill.

The Blood Knife Ancestor still has good eyesight.

He was certain that this sword manual was the sword technique Yue Buqun had learned.

"Then let me see if you really committed suicide!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor looked at Yue Buqun.

After hearing this, Yue Buqun suddenly felt bad.

Want to get up and run away.

Unexpectedly, he had been hit twice by the Blood Knife Ancestor just now. Just when he wanted to get up, he almost fainted from the pain.

stab...

The ancestor of the Blood Knife waved his tip.

in a blink.

Yue Buqun's clothes flew up.

His fake beard was also picked off.

"This……"

"I didn't expect that, brother, you are so cruel!"

"Ah, no, it should be, sister, you are so cruel..."

"It's not right..."

"Anyway, you are really cruel."

"Since you value this sword manual so much, I'll give it back to you."

The Blood Sword Ancestor threw the sword manual back to the naked Yue Buqun.

"Old thief, you..."

Yue Buqun rolled his eyes in anger. Never had he, the leader of a sect, been so humiliated.

However, he is no match for others.

He didn't dare to look around.

He did not dare to face the shocked looks of the disciples or the sarcastic looks of others.

Even more afraid to face his wife Ning Zhongze.

So, he chose to faint.

"Senior brother, you..."

Ning Zhongze, who had his acupuncture points tapped, couldn't help but burst into tears.

She never expected that her husband would commit suicide just to practice martial arts.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile miserably.

Ridiculous.

I thought that my senior brother didn't want to sleep with me because of Chong'er.

It turns out that the reason for all this is that Yue Buqun is dying.

"Yue Buqun..."

Lin Pingzhi's eyes were filled with hatred.

The evil-repelling sword manual belongs to their Lin family.

How it got into the hands of Yue Buqun, you don't need to think about the reason.

"father……"

Yue Lingshan also collapsed, her mind went blank, her face burst into tears, and she had nowhere to express the grief in her heart...

----

"Uh……"

"Senior, what did you just say?"

"You said that person's swordsmanship is good, and you want me to watch it and learn it?!"

Seeing the accident on the ship, Xu Shizi could not recover for a long time.

Mom, this is too scary.

This kind of technical work cannot be rewarded.

Come back to your senses.

Thinking of when Yue Buqun drew his sword just now.

The sword god next to him seemed to be asking him to learn.

Even if he became the best in the world in practicing this swordsmanship, he would still not practice it.

"I did not say anything……"

Li Chungang said coldly.

I won't admit it even if I am killed.

He will not admit what he said before, nor will he admit Yue Buqun's swordsmanship.

Nima.

The hands can be disabled, but how can the feet be disabled?

Practicing swordsmanship makes you stupid.

Think of it, a duck voice shouting swords.

Come on.

kill yourself.

----

"Master, you should be able to use that sword manual?!"

Zhao Kai sighed with emotion.

"Um?!"

Han Diao Si glared at him.

However, he had to admit that Yue Buqun's swordsmanship was sharp just now.

I thought it might as well take it over and take a look.

----

"Stop crying, your husband is dead and I will take care of you from now on..."

The Blood Knife Ancestor once again picked up Ning Zhongze like a chicken.

Carrying Pei Nanwei on his shoulders.

Satisfied to leave.

He tiptoed and leaped into the air.

He saw a wooden sailboat on the river, which he could use to borrow strength to help him ride the waves across the several-mile-long river.

After a big battle and two more people on him.

Feeling a little tired, it would be safer to find a fulcrum and cross the river.