Yue Buqun sword swing with ten thousand catties strength sword and Wang Yue sword hit together firm but gentle and true qi broke out.

"Boom!"
The energy dispersed the dust all over the sky.
Yue Buqun finally saw Wang Yue again.
"Click …"
Two swords to crack sound.
"Bang" two long swords finally unbearable that powerful force scattered into pieces.
Wang Yue laughed. "Yue Buqun, your weapon is broken. Are you fighting with me? You, a pseudo-monarch, practice sword. Without a long sword, you just don’t have claws. I’ll kill you! "
Yue Buqun’s best skill is swordsmanship. Without a long sword, he can’t use swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits. His martial arts will be reduced by at least 30%.
Although Wang Yue is also a sword master, his boxing practice is also extremely deep. In the Tianlong world, he has cultivated his boxing into his bones, and even without a sword, his boxing has great power.
"Punch!"
Wang Yue’s punch was explosive and twisted. Yue Buqun felt great pressure.
If you are protected by this boxing, Yue Buqun’s true qi will definitely be scattered, and the boxing strength will shatter his dirty.
"ding!"
More than a dozen embroidery needles appeared in front of Yue Buqun, which is a martial art to ward off evil spirits and score swords.
"death!"
Embroidery needle light to Wang Yuefei is amazing.
Strong fist strength is pierced like tofu in front of sharp embroidery needle.
Wang Yue shouted "Stop!"
Sure enough, the embroidery needle slowed down and finally stopped.
The embroidery needle seems to fly into the paste, and its power is dispersed and lost.
There seems to be a through wall in front of Wang Yue.
"This is? Spirit! " Yue Buqun was shocked.
Yue Buqun’s spirit is also found in ancient books, but it is the great master who has power.
According to the record, Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang School, has such power.
Wang Yue, no matter how powerful he is, is just a master fighter. Does he have the spirit?
"Go back!"
Wang Yue attacked Yue Buqun at a faster speed with a wave of his hand.
Yue Buqun avoided being hit by two embroidery needles.
Wang Yue sneered, "Yue Buqun, you are finished."
Wang Yue’s fist is powerful.
Yue Buqun shouted, "I, Huashan Sect, also have a fist to break the jade fist!"
Jade-breaking fist is a powerful and overbearing fist in Mixed Yuan Gong.
"Boom!"
The fist was explosive and Yue Buqun was knocked back.
"Click …" Yue Buqun broke his arm.
Although Yue Buqun’s strength is great, his boxing strength is in a mess, and Wang Yuebi’s boxing is to die.
Wang Yue said, "Yue Buqun, if you are ambitious and practice sword from the palace, you don’t even want your wife and daughter. Even if you destroy the Sun, Moon and Shinto religion and become the leader of Wulin, what can you do? What’s the point of being alone and not even having a relative? Didn’t you think about it today when you killed the villagers in xiaohe village and attacked the Blackwood Cliff? "
Yue Buqun clutching his broken arm bitterly, "Wang Yue, what qualifications do you have for a devil to teach me? I’m the head of the Wuyue Sect. Destroying the Demon Sect is for the sake of heaven. "
"Hum!" The cold light in Wang Yue’s eyes passed quickly. "Yue Buqun, you have rotted to the bone and died!"
Wang Yue stepped out of Lingbo’s micro-step speed to the extreme and came to Yue Buqun with a palm press.