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Chapter 162: The Two Masters of Huashan
When Feng Buping and Yue Buqun saw the two men coming up, they immediately jumped out of the window.

"Split up and chase!"

The Fatal Scholar's expression froze, and he immediately flew out.

The moment Yue Buqun landed, he quietly pushed Feng Buping, causing him to lose balance and not have time to accelerate immediately after landing.

The next moment, a fat figure fell from the sky and slapped Feng Buping below.

Feng Buping turned his body and avoided the palm attack.

Upon seeing this, the Fatal Scholar quickened his pace and chased after Yue Buqun.

A fat figure landed on the ground and blocked Feng Buping's way. He held a folding fan in his hand and said elegantly, "Who are you, thief? Tell me your name. How dare you come to my Xinghua Tower at night!"

Feng Buping drew his sword without saying a word and immediately launched seven consecutive sword strikes, each one faster than the last, attacking like wind and thunder.

The man was startled and immediately used his folding fan to block.

When their weapons collided, Feng Buping realized that the man's folding fan was actually made of iron, and that his internal strength was profound, far superior to his own.

In order to avoid being discovered by the enemy, Feng Buping decided to make a quick decision. He moved forward diagonally, slashing and striking with his long sword, so fast that within five or six moves, a faint sound of wind could be heard from the sword.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" The man showed a surprised expression, but did not take it too seriously. Instead, he continued to ask, "Which sword technique of the Five Mountains Sword Sect did you use?"

Feng Buping remained silent. He drew his sword faster and faster, and the sound of the wind became louder.

This set of swift swordplay was a unique swordplay created by Feng Buping during his fifteen years of seclusion. Each sword move was faster than the last, and the sound of the wind it stirred up became stronger and stronger.

He had great ambitions. Not only did he want to be in charge of the Huashan Sect, he also wanted to become the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect after becoming the Sect's leader. The weapon he relied on was this set of 108-style Gale Sword.

Therefore, he was reluctant to reveal this unique skill rashly. Once it was revealed, his true colors would be exposed. Then when he fought with a top-notch master again, the opponent would be well prepared and it would be difficult to achieve a surprise victory.

The reason why they dare to use it here is because there are only two of them fighting.

The power of the Gale Sword was extremely great, and the energy emitted from the sword tip gradually expanded. The man only felt a chill, and his face and hands were slightly painful from the strong wind.

His eyes fixed, and he sneered, "It was I, Bao Chuanchang, who underestimated you! But your internal energy is not sustainable, while mine is endless. How long can I display this powerful swordsmanship?!"

The two men fought more and more courageously, and Feng Buping's sword was so fast that no afterimage could be seen.

Bao Chuanchang's iron fan remained as still as a mountain, as if its defense was maxed out.

Suddenly, Feng Buping's sword became three times faster and went straight through the gap in the iron fan, giving Bao Chuanchang a chilling blow.

"You are such a talker!" Feng Buping suddenly drew out his sword, and after sheathing it, he did not forget to kick Bao Chuanchang, "Are you stupid? I have come to you at night, how can I tell you my name?"

After saying this, he took a deep leap and quickly left the yard.

After a while, the four heroes finally opened the door and walked out. Looking at Bao Chuanchang who had fallen to the ground and died, the fourth brother asked, "Brother, should we chase him?"

"Chase, of course I have to chase!"

The fourth brother was startled. How could this voice come from behind? He turned around and saw his eldest brother coming out with a small wooden box. Seeing that the three brothers were looking at him, he immediately said seriously: "Chase them south, I saw them heading towards Zhejiang!"

"Hiss!" The three brothers gasped. He was worthy of being the eldest brother. If the three brothers had not discovered it early, the kid might have already escaped.

On the other side, Yue Buqun moved quickly in the forest garden, but he didn't expect that the Deadly Scholar's lightness skills were actually a few points faster than his.

Seeing that he was about to be caught up, Yue Buqun suddenly turned around and stabbed out with his sword.

The Fatal Scholar sneered, took out his sword as well, and quickly engaged in battle in the rockery.

The night fell like thick ink, Yue Buqun swung his sword, the tip of the sword drew a silver track in the air, and went straight to the throat of the fatal scholar.

The Fatal Scholar lowered his body and swept his sword across the ground, trying to cut off Yue Buqun's attack.

The two swords collided fiercely in the air, making a crisp sound of metal clashing. Yue Buqun's swordsmanship was steady and sharp, and each sword contained a strong internal force.

The Fatal Scholar's sword skills are even more bizarre and changeable. His sword flies in the air like a dragon, constantly changing the angle and method of attack.

The two figures crossed each other in the night, swords flashing and sword energy running rampant.

Yue Buqun's movements were agile and graceful. He used the rockery to block the attack, and each time he drew his sword was simple and steady.

The Fatal Scholar was like a cunning cheetah, looking for flaws in Yue Buqun's attack.

Suddenly, the Deadly Scholar's eyes lit up. He swung his sword to block Yue Buqun's sword and then kicked Yue Buqun in the face.

However, Yue Buqun was waiting for this moment. He deliberately revealed a flaw to lure the Deadly Scholar into the trap.

Therefore, at the moment when the Fatal Scholar swung away his sword, his other hand had already completed the accumulation of power, and then he suddenly blasted out with one palm, which was the Hunyuan Palm - Spiritual Energy Surges to the Sky!

With a dull "bang", with the help of his powerful internal strength, the Fatal Scholar was slapped away and stopped only after smashing a rockery.

When he looked up again, Yue Buqun's figure had disappeared into the inky night.

"Ugh" the Fatal Scholar spat out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest and stood up with difficulty. Looking at Yue Buqun's receding back, he was so angry that he chopped down the rockery beside him with a sword.

Such a loud noise naturally attracted the attention of the patrol team. In the blink of an eye, multiple torches lit up around the Deadly Scholar.

He pointed in the direction Yue Buqun left and shouted, "Chase him!"

"Yes!" the patrol team responded loudly and chased after him immediately.

After Yue Buqun came out from the north, he went around to the south and finally arrived at Tengwang Pavilion at full speed.

He was already familiar with the route, and after a few jumps he arrived at the riverside, where a black-sailed boat was already waiting.

After Yue Buqun got on the boat, the first thing he looked at was the boatman. Only when he saw that it was Mi Weiyi did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Yue, was it successful?" Mi Weiyi asked while controlling the boat.

"It's considered a success." Yue Buqun sat in the cabin, watching the boat leave the shore and go farther and farther along the current, silently praying in his heart that Feng Buping could be caught.

On the other side, Feng Buping was discovered before he even walked out of the garden, but fortunately his Gale Sword was indeed powerful.

Facing a patrol team of ten people, he killed them all in just a few breaths.

After coming out from the west, Zuo Lengchan immediately met him and also left Nanchang Prefecture on a black-sailed boat.

Sitting on the boat, Feng Buping panted and slapped his seat, angrily saying: "Yue Buqun, that hypocrite! How dare he plot against me."

Zuo Lengchan asked curiously, "Oh? What did Mr. Yue do?"

"he!."

Feng Buping was about to speak, but then he changed his mind. If he said this, wouldn't it make him seem not as smart as Yue Buqun?

Then, Feng Buping slowly exhaled and said, "Yue Buqun was as cowardly as a mouse and only knew how to run away. In order to cover him, I stayed behind to cover his retreat! I fought with the Iron Fan master for several rounds before I killed him."

After hearing this, Zuo Lengchan looked at Feng Buping with a little more care in his eyes.

"Why do you look at me like that, Alliance Leader Zuo?" Feng Buping felt that the look was somewhat familiar, and asked with a slightly frown.

"Hmm." Zuo Lengchan thought for a moment and advised, "Mr. Feng, you are different from others. Don't waste your time thinking in the future."

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(End of this chapter)