Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

The sky has cleared and the sun is rising.

The faint morning light slowly climbed onto Dongfang Bubai's palm, reflecting into a strange red light on the Three Corpses Brain Pill.

Faced with Dongfang Bubai's naked threat, Yue Buqun and others chose to remain silent.

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded from the crowd.

"You are wishful thinking!"

When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw a tall Huashan disciple coming out of the crowd, pointing at Dongfang Bubai and saying: "What kind of hero is it to take advantage of others' danger!

If you are really capable, why don't you wait until my master recovers from his injuries before you come back!

If you want to annex our Huashan Sect, first ask me if I agree with the sword in my hand! "

With a cry, the long sword was unsheathed, and the blade pointed directly at Dongfang Bubai's back.

Several Huashan disciples who were friends with him also came out, drew out their long swords, and loudly echoed: "There are also ours!"

The behavior of the Huashan disciples broke through everyone's fear.

Only then did they realize that there was only one person in Dongfang Bubai.

Even if you, Dongfang Bubai, are made of copper poured into iron, and the last Vajra Invincible that you practiced horizontally is already lying on the ground, what more can you, Dongfang Bubai, have?

The whispers became louder and louder, and everyone looked at Dongfang Bubai with more sympathy and less fear in their eyes.

Dongfang Bubai turned a blind eye to the changes in his surroundings and kept smiling at the people in front of him.

After Yue Buqun thought gloomily for a moment, he slowly said: "If the Eastern Cult Master wants to use this method to unify the world, it is too simple, right?"

"Simple methods are the most effective." Dongfang Bubai said with a smile: "I know you all want to eat me alive now, even if you agree, you will definitely make trouble for me when you go back.

Instead of waiting for everyone to settle accounts later, it is better to get things done right at once, which will save a lot of trouble in the future."

"Aren't you afraid that we will fight you to the death?" Yue Buqun said coldly.

"If I were afraid, I wouldn't have come. So feel free to take action. I'll accompany you." Dongfang Bubai looked at Yue Buqun, his eyes twinkling and said, "Since Master Yue is so active, why not start with Master Yue?"

"Who the hell wants to be friends with you!"

Everyone was stunned and quickly turned to look, wondering which hero had said such heroic words.

I saw a Qingcheng Sect disciple stumbling out of the crowd. As soon as he stood upright, he drew his sword and turned around and said, "Who the hell kicked me!"

No one responded to him, and countless eyes of curiosity, gloating, or pity focused on him.

The Qingcheng Sect disciple froze and quickly turned his attention to Yu Canghai for help.

Yu Canghai's face was as heavy as water, and his eyes quickly scanned the crowd like a hawk, but he could not find the culprit who had harmed the Qingcheng Sect.

He secretly remembered this matter in his mind, and was just about to speak to ask that embarrassing thing to come back, but he swallowed it back when the words reached his lips. Big beads of sweat instantly appeared from his forehead and rolled down his cheeks.

Just because he felt four pairs of warning eyes.

He blinked, and when he took a closer look, Yue Buqun and the other four remained silent as if nothing had happened.

Damn it, you are thinking of yourself as the one who stands out!

As a nominally well-known and upright sect, he could not possibly defect in front of so many people, otherwise the disciples of the Three Swords Sect would have to tear the Qingcheng Sect apart.

But if he swallowed his anger, no matter what the outcome was, the revenge of Yue Buqun and the four others was not something he could afford.

It’s really a fight between gods and mortals!

Yu Canghai scolded the four people in his heart, but on the surface he could only shake his head at the disciple.

The Qingcheng disciples were startled and looked at Yu Canghai with disbelief in their eyes.

But under Yu Canghai's repeated threats, he could only turn around stiffly and stammered to Dongfang Bubai: "What... what bullshit friends and enemies!

All comrades are here, I... I advise you to be wise and take your people away!

No...otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless! "

A hint of boredom suddenly flashed in Dongfang Bubai's eyes, and he didn't see any movement. The disciple suddenly froze and fell to the ground.

A drop of blood slowly formed between his eyebrows and slid down the bridge of his nose into his eyes.

"Noisy." Dongfang Bubai said coldly: "Did you misunderstand me because I was too polite?

Let me put it another way.

eat!

Or die! "

"Bastard!" The Huashan disciples were furious when they heard this and rushed forward.

But before they could take two steps, they suddenly fell to the ground.

In the crowd, every disciple who had just spoken stiffened and fell to the ground.

And between their eyebrows, there were almost identical drops of blood.

The cold and cruel methods returned the scene to silence.

Seeing the embroidery needles circling around Dongfang Bubai, Fang Zheng and others took a breath of cold air in unison, and Zuo Lengchan even exclaimed: "What kind of magic are you doing?!"

Dongfang Bubai reached out and picked up an embroidery needle and said calmly: "The frog at the bottom of the well."

Zuo Lengchan's face turned red with anger, but he wisely closed his mouth in front of countless embroidery needles that emitted cold light.

"Master Dongfang has great skills." Fang Zheng suddenly said: "With such profound skills, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find an opponent in this arena."

"It's hard to find an opponent?" Dongfang Bubai smiled contemptuously, "That's because you guys are short-sighted.

I am far from the end of my martial arts journey. "

"Since the leader is determined to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, why do he still linger on trivial matters like this?" Fang Zheng said solemnly: "Doing this will drag down the leader's practice."

Dongfang Bubai's expression remained unchanged, and he suddenly stretched out his finger, pointed at Yue Buqun and said, "Linghu Chong is your disciple."

Yue Buqun's face turned pale, and he held the long sword in his hand as if he was about to take action. Unexpectedly, Dongfang Bubai clicked on Fang Zheng and Chongxu again, and said coldly: "It's your plan to let me go."

Chongxu's expression suddenly became a little unnatural, and he said awkwardly: "Why did the Master of Dongfang say this?"

Dongfang Bubai ignored the wary Zuo Lengchan and continued: "Once you die once, you can see through many things.

Even if I don't do anything, will you still play dirty tricks on me behind my back?

There was Linghu Chong before, but there will inevitably be no Linggo Chong or Lingmao Chong in the future. '

It's easy to hide from open guns and hard to guard against hidden arrows. Instead of fighting with you all day long, it's better to get rid of them once and for all. "

The sarcasm in Dongfang Bubai's eyes became more and more playful.

"After all... Since ancient times, good and evil have always been incompatible."

The four of them fell into silence. Facing Dongfang Bubai's eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, they knew that no matter how much they said, it would be in vain.

"Please, please, don't ask me to say it a third time." Dongfang Bubai stretched out his hand in front of them and said coldly: "I'm not afraid to tell you either.

I, Dongfang Bubai, am not a god. I will eventually run out of strength.

You can also bet on how many people I have to kill before I run out of energy.

Bet on how many disciples each of your sects will have left by then! "

After the deathly silence, Yue Buqun let out a long sigh, reached out and picked up one and put it into his mouth.

Fang Zhengchang recited the Buddha's name, picked up one and put it into his mouth.

Chongxu followed closely behind.

Zuo Lengchan tremblingly picked up an elixir and was about to put it into his mouth when it suddenly shot up and struck Dongfang Bubai's heart with both palms.

But the next second, three bloody embroidery needles appeared behind him.

Zuo Lengchan's strength dissipated and he fell to the ground, but his eyes were still fierce.

"Secretary Zuo, why is this happening?" Dongfang Bubai leaned down and asked.

"Even if I die! I won't treat others like a dog!" Zuo Lengchan shouted angrily.

"Master Zuo is indeed heroic, and he is worthy of being a hero of Zhongxing Songshan." Dongfang Bubai sighed in admiration, and slapped Zuo Lengchan's head to pieces.

He stood up again, reached out his hand to wipe away the blood, smiled and said to the ugly three people, "You guys are so aware of current affairs, I won't treat you badly."

Behind him, countless embroidery needles shuttled among the Songshan disciples, bringing up fluffy tiny blood flowers.

Dongfang Bubai ignored the screams coming from behind him, looked down at Lu Yuan who couldn't move, and said with a smile: "They made the right choice.

How do you choose, Brother Lu? "