Zongwu: Starting with Huashan Sect, Zhou Zhiruo breaks off the engagement

Chapter 5 Fei Ren finally became a useless person
"Hahaha, hard bones?"

Upon hearing this, Fei Ren burst into laughter.

"I hope that next time my Songshan disciples come, you Huashan can still be so tough!"

As Fei Ren spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the disciples around him with a look of contempt.

"A wise bird chooses a good tree to roost in. The decline of Huashan is inevitable. I advise you to get out of here as soon as possible!"

Seeing Fei Ren being so arrogant, all the disciples were furious. Of course, some of them even wanted to retreat.

Songshan is now very powerful, and the head of Songshan, Zuo Lengchan, has reached the peak of grandmaster cultivation. Among the Five Mountains Sword Sects, except for Mr. Mo Da of Hengshan, he is the undisputed number one.

If Songshan launches a large-scale attack, Huashan will not be able to resist it given its current situation.

And this is exactly what Fei Ren wanted.

There are not many disciples under Huashan. If more people withdraw, Huashan will be even more vulnerable. At that time, they will be able to easily annex Huashan.

"A wise bird chooses a tree to roost in, while a mad dog wanders around. Fei Ren, I'll give you this in return. You never know when the Songshan Sect will be wiped out, and you may not even have a place to roost!"

Seeing that everyone was timid, Qin Fan stood up immediately.

Eyes.

The calmness is terrifying.

Hidden beneath the calm.

But it was a chill that was enough to bury the entire Songshan Mountain.

Mount Huashan now is like a camel lost in the desert, which may fall down at any time.

Now that Fei Ren is exerting pressure in public, if the traitor inside Huashan continues to instigate secretly, it is likely to cause the disciples to defect.

At this moment, someone must be able to calm people's hearts.

Upon hearing this, Fei Renze's face suddenly changed and he shouted angrily!
"How dare you, a piece of trash, curse my Songshan Sect?"

"What is a curse? I'm just stating the truth! With a bunch of you barking mad dogs, I'm afraid no sect would be willing to take you in!"

Qin Fan smiled calmly, "Everyone has glorious moments, don't take a moment as forever. If Songshan is really gone one day, you will probably be like dogs that have lost their homes!"

"Thirty years to the east of Hedong and thirty years to the west of Hexi!"

"Don't bully young people into poverty!"

As soon as Qin Fan said this, there was a burst of laughter around him.

Even Yue Buqun, who was usually serious, felt relieved and couldn't help laughing.

As the head of the sect, it was naturally difficult for him to say these words.

Qin Fan’s ability to stand out is worthy of his careful training over the years.

"You sharp-tongued brat, you only know how to show off your skills with words. Do you dare to come out and fight?"

Seeing that he couldn't win the argument with Qin Fan, Fei Ren immediately wanted to take action.

He knew very well that Qin Fan was just an ordinary person now, and he had just broken through to the sixth level not long ago. Wouldn't it be easy for him to deal with this guy?
"Fei Ren, you are really a useless person. You used conspiracy to defeat my junior brother back then, and now you want to bully him again?"

Upon hearing this, Linghu Chong immediately stood up.

"If you want to fight, I'll accompany you!"

As the eldest senior brother of Huashan Sect, Linghu Chong's strength is naturally not weak. Now he has also reached the sixth level of cultivation. He is confident that he can deal with Fei Ren.

At this moment, Yue Buqun was about to give his disciples a reassurance, but seeing this, he did not speak to stop them, but instead took half a step back!

In the underworld, force is ultimately the most important thing.

Right now, the best way to stabilize people's hearts is to win a game.

Fei Ren glanced at Linghu Chong and smiled sinisterly.

"Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

After saying that, Fei Ren suddenly raised the broadsword in his hand and took the lead in attacking.

Songshan swordsmanship emphasizes opening and closing.

As the broadsword swept across, a wave of air as strong as a tsunami instantly spread out.

Linghu Chong was not afraid when he saw this. He tapped the ground with the sword in his hand and immediately jumped up.

"Cha-"

The long sword was unsheathed, gleaming with cold light.

In the blink of an eye, sword energy flew across the sky.

In the square, the sound of metal striking each other could be heard continuously, and sparks flew everywhere where the two swords met. In just a moment, the two had exchanged dozens of moves.

Fei Ren was indeed quite powerful. He wielded the broadsword with great vigor and every strike was as heavy as a mountain falling down on one's head, forcing Linghu Chong to be unable to get close to him.

Huashan's sword skills have been greatly diminished since the battle of sword energy. In terms of sword skills, Linghu Chong is obviously at a disadvantage, but in terms of internal strength, Fei Ren is not bad either.

The gap between the two men soon became apparent.

"Oh! Huashan Sect's senior brother is just like this!"

Fei Ren sneered, gathered all his strength, and swung out with his sword.

This sword directly forced Linghu Chong to resist head-on, but facing such a powerful sword, he was obviously powerless.

The long sword in his hand broke at the moment of contact.

Fortunately, Linghu Chong had good physical skills and dodged the attack, but before he could react, Fei Ren approached again.

At the same time, a chill came.

Yue Buqun and Qin Fan, who were far away, were suddenly startled and both realized that something was wrong.

"Chong'er, be careful!" Yue Buqun shouted.

At the same time, Qin Fan's figure had disappeared from the spot.

Qin Fan was very familiar with this biting cold. He was hit by this cold air and lost all his martial arts skills.

It must be said that Zuo Lengchan really cares for his disciples...

On the other side, Linghu Chong was about to fight for his life, but saw Qin Fan appear in front of him in an instant.

He was greatly shocked. Qin Fan had lost all his martial arts skills and was just an ordinary person. If he was hit by this attack, he would probably die on the spot.

He hurriedly grabbed Qin Fan and wanted to protect him behind him.

But the next second, Qin Fan snatched the broken sword from his hand.

"Sword-lifting style——"

Qin Fan turned his wrist, and the broken sword cut through the ice in front of him. A cold ice crystal appeared in Qin Fan's sight.

He smiled lightly and turned his body like a dancing fairy. The broken sword burst into brilliant light at this moment.

The sword light rose into the sky like a dragon, carrying the ice crystal and instantly shot towards Fei Ren.

"Snapped--"

A crisp voice was heard, and Fei Ren raised his arm, which was hanging straight in the air. He stared at Qin Fan as if he had seen a ghost.

"how come?"

"Haven't you lost all your cultivation?"

Feiren's eyes widened with horror, but then he felt a chill break out in his body.

His face was instantly covered with a layer of frost, and then he fell down with a bang.

"You've been lying all along..."

"Qin Fan, you are so deep...scheming!"

Fei Ren's lips trembled, and after he finished speaking, he fainted.

At this moment, the square was silent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Fan.

There is joy and doubt.

"Junior brother, has your cultivation recovered?"

"How could it be? Didn't Junior Brother's meridians get cut off and his Dantian destroyed?"

"Could it be that Junior Brother has had some adventure?"

"No matter what, it's a good thing that Junior Brother can recover!"

After a brief silence, cheers broke out in the square.

Immediately, a group of Huashan disciples surrounded Qin Fan. No one cared how he recovered, everyone was just happy for him.

Only Yue Buqun, who was far away, looked at Qin Fan who was surrounded by the crowd with a thoughtful expression.

"The sword technique Fan'er just used has some of the flavor of the Sword Sect!"

(End of this chapter)