Chapter 148: Defeat the Three Noes (Subscription Request)
Ning Yuan, however, had a calm expression, "Sword and Qi are meant to complement each other. Now that I have re-established the Sword Sect, all Huashan disciples can practice the unique skills of both sects at the same time, without any distinction between the two."

"It's a pity that Huashan will not allow the remnants of the former Sword Sect to destroy the foundation of Huashan and cause the two sects to split again."

Ning Yuan put away his sword and stood up, slightly raised his head, and looked down at the three people, "Get off the mountain now, and I will consider that you have never been to Huashan Mountain and have not violated the old prohibition for the sake of our friendship."

"If not, I will make your souls return to Huashan."

"Yue Buqun, you are so arrogant!"

"How dare you let me roll down the mountain?"

Feng Buping took a few steps forward and sneered, "Don't think that just because you have mastered one of our Sword Sect's sword techniques, you can really compare with the people of our Sword Sect."

"I want to see how good your swordsmanship is!"

Feng Buping threw away the scabbard, drew out the sword, and rushed towards Ning Yuan.

Feng Buping was the best master of the Sword Sect in the previous generation. When the Sword Sect was defeated, he either committed suicide or chose to retire to the mountains.

Feng Buping and other two were among those who chose to retire to the mountains.

He was also the best master among the younger generation of the Sword Sect at that time.

Feng Buping slashed at Ning Yuan with sword again and again.

A faint sound of wind emanated from the sword, and each sword move became faster than the last. The sound of wind aroused became stronger and stronger, with incredible power. A burst of energy emitted from the sword's edge gradually expanded, and the onlookers felt a chill, and their faces and hands were slightly painful from the strong wind, and they stepped back involuntarily.

"Be careful, back off!"

Ning Zhongze immediately gave a reminder and took his disciples back a few steps.

There was a space of four or five meters in radius left for the two of them.

"What a powerful swordsmanship."

Lu Dayou wiped the bloodstain on his cheek with his hand, his face full of fear.

Because, even though he was several feet away, he was still injured by the opponent's sword wind. This shows how much pressure it is to face the opponent's master directly.

"Yue Buqun, why don't you teach me some tips on my Wild Wind Sword Technique?"

"This is the unique skill I created after decades of seclusion. It combines the essence of the sword and qi."

Feng Buping shouted loudly, but his sword moves became faster and faster, almost forming a hurricane around him.

"Hahaha, Yue Buqun, we couldn't even last more than thirty moves of Senior Brother's 108-style Gale Sword Technique, how many moves can you withstand?"

Cheng Buyu laughed and said from behind.

Appears very confident.

The Kuangfeng Sword Technique not only has exquisite moves, but also has a fierce momentum on the sword. It does not rely solely on sword moves to win. The opponent is like a small boat in the huge waves hundreds of feet high, with wild winds howling and waves as high as mountains. One after another, huge white waves rush towards the boat, and the boat goes up and down with the waves, and is finally swallowed up by the waves.

Ning Yuan had this feeling at the moment. He seemed to be surrounded by sword energy, which was hitting him like a raging wave.

And as Feng Buping's sword skills unfolded, the waves became more and more violent.

Sword energy and sword wind swirled, and Ning Yuan's clothes were torn apart.

Ning Yuan stood in the center of the storm, facing this terrifying power, but remained extremely calm.

"Brother, be careful!"

Ning Zhongze whispered to himself.

However, Ning Yuan was able to fight against Zuo Lengchan before, so the people in Huashan were not too worried.

They did not think that Feng Buping was stronger than Zuo Lengchan.

"Ugh!"

Ning Yuan sighed softly.

"Why are you sighing? Do you feel that you have no way out?"

Cong Buqi heard this and immediately shouted, "Now kneel down and beg for mercy. I will ask my senior brother to spare your life."

Ning Yuan raised his sword and blocked the sword energy coming from every corner, "One Hundred and Eight Styles of Gale Sword?"

Ning Yuan shook his head slightly, "I just want to say that a sword is a weapon that kills people. Only one move is enough to kill people. What's the point of having so many sword moves?"

"Is it for show or for acrobatics?"

"If you want to perform acrobatics, you should join a circus instead of standing here."

Ning Yuan spoke calmly, but his words were full of sarcasm and provocation.

"Yue Buqun, you!"

Feng Buping showed his shame and anger, then snorted coldly, "Okay, then let me see how you can break my sword technique with one move."

Feng Buping sneered, and the 108 wild white swords raged wildly, completely covering Ning Yuan.

In all directions, leaving no gap at all.

"In that case, please experience the Five Mountains Divine Sword that I created!"

Ning Yuan narrowed his eyes, and the sword in his hand suddenly changed its style. At the same time, purple air rose from his body and spread to the entire sword.

"Taihua Sword!"

Ning Yuan controlled the sword with his Qi, and the sword moved with his heart. The sky was filled with purple Qi, and a golden light illuminated everything.

boom!
The violent sword energy formed by Feng Buping exploded, and the sword had already landed on Feng Buping's throat.

Feng Buping's eyes widened, and he still hadn't come to his senses.

After a long time, he slowly lowered his head, looked at the cold sword in front of his throat, swallowed, and then looked at Ning Yuan opposite him.

His voice also turned bitter, "What a Yue Buqun, I didn't expect that your swordsmanship is even better than that of the people in my Sword Sect."

"I really underestimated you. Everyone underestimated you."

"I thought I was the only one who had achieved the synergy between sword and qi, but I didn't expect you to go one step further than me."

Feng Buping clenched his fists. Although he was reluctant to admit it, he was defeated in the end.

The Wild Wind Sword Technique that he was so proud of creating was actually no match for the opponent's sword.

"Brother!" Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi's faces also changed drastically, and they hurried forward, but Feng Buping raised his hand to stop them, "Defeat is defeat, Yue Buqun, you can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you."

Although Feng Buping was very unwilling and reluctant in his heart, he appeared calm and composed on the surface.

Ning Yuan sheathed his sword and said, "Brother Feng, you are too polite. No matter what, you and I are from the same sect. If I wanted to kill you, I could have killed you with one strike of my sword just now without holding back."

"Humph!"

Feng Buping snorted coldly, "Don't even think that I'm grateful to you. Although the old feud between the two sects ended with your victory, as the eldest brother of the Sword Sect, I will never reconcile with the Qi Sect."

"I know your character, Brother Ping. You don't like to owe favors to others, so I will give Brother Feng a chance to repay my favor."

Ning Yuan said with a smile on his face.

"What do you mean?"

Feng Buping raised his eyebrows, looked at Ning Yuan in confusion and asked.

"Hand over the Sword Sect inheritance, and I will allow the three of you to descend the mountain safely."

Ning Yuan said directly.

Because of his inheritance from the Sword Sect, he only obtained the Three Deadly Immortal Swords.

"what?"

Hearing this, Feng Buping immediately looked angry.

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi took a step forward and pointed their swords at Ning Yuan, "Yue Buqun, you are wishful thinking."

The other party bluntly asked for their sword sect's inheritance and did not take them seriously at all.

No one can tolerate it.

Ning Yuan did not indulge the three of them. He placed the tip of his sword against Feng Buping's throat and said calmly, "I am only informing you, not asking you to choose."

If Ning Yuanhai didn't want to expose the Beiming Divine Art, he could absorb the power of the three people at this moment.

"What a gentleman sword! I didn't expect that your domineering style is no less than Zuo Lengchan's. We are doomed this time."

Feng Buping snorted. Although he was dissatisfied, he still chose to submit.

Because he doesn't want to die yet.

Feng Buping took out a secret book from his arms and threw it to Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan raised his hand to take it, glanced at it, then smiled and moved the sword away, "Brother Feng, don't be angry, I am also thinking about the rise of Huashan. Although the three of you are no longer from Huashan, you were once Huashan disciples after all, and you will surely be willing to support Huashan's resurgence."

"Hmph, let's go!"

Feng Buping sheathed his sword, looked grim, and turned away.

Although Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi didn't understand and looked very angry, when they saw Feng Buping's expression, they could only suppress their doubts and depression and left.

At this time Ning Yuan called Lao Denuo and ordered him to follow quietly and investigate the whereabouts of the three people.

A strange look appeared in Lao Denuo's eyes, but he nodded immediately and promised solemnly, "Master, don't worry, I will keep a close eye on them."

"I'm at ease with you doing the work, go ahead."

Ning Yuan smiled, patted Laudeno on the shoulder and said.

Watching Laudno disappear.

Ning Zhongze stepped forward in confusion, "Brother, why did you ask Lao Denuo to keep an eye on Feng Buping and the others? Are you worried that they will come up the mountain again?"

"No."

Ning Yuan shook his head. "The fact that Feng Buping and his two companions suddenly showed up in Jianghu and headed straight for Mount Hua may not be that simple. If no one asked them to do so, why would they suddenly show up, and choose this time?"

"Senior brother, what do you mean?"

Ning Zhongze's face was slightly solemn.

"Zuo Lengchan must have been behind this. He wants to use the Sword Sect to make Huashan unstable. Moreover, this is probably just the beginning. Feng Buping will never give up. I must find out their dynamics."

Ning Yuan said calmly.

"I see. We really have to guard against this."

Ning Zhongze nodded slightly to show his agreement.

"Besides that, I'm going to go down the mountain."

Ning Yuan suddenly said again at this time.

"Going down the mountain?"

Ning Zhongze raised his head, looking stunned, "Brother, what are you doing down the mountain?"

"I have some things to take care of, and I am also planning to send Lin Pingzhi back to Fuzhou to fulfill Lin Zhennan's last wish before his death, which will also put my mind at ease."

Ning Yuan put his hands behind his back and sighed softly.

When Lin Pingzhi in the crowd heard this, he immediately became excited.

"Going to Fuzhou?"

Ning Zhongze raised his eyebrows, but still nodded, "That's good, I wonder if Madam Wang wants to go back with us."

As he spoke, Ning Zhongze looked at Madam Wang.

Mrs. Wang was startled, but nodded immediately. With her status, she naturally shouldn't refuse the news of returning to Fuzhou, so she hurriedly said: "I have been away from Fuzhou for a long time, and I don't know how many people are still alive in the Fuwei Escort Agency and the Lin family. Now that my husband is dead, I should go back and take a look."

"In that case, let's take action today."

"Junior sister, Lingshan, the four of you will follow me down the mountain. As for the rest of you, stay in Huashan and practice martial arts diligently."

Ning reacted and turned to look at the disciples.

"Master, rest assured, we will not be lazy."

Shi Daizi, Lu Dayou and others immediately clasped their fists and said.

(End of this chapter)