"Who's coming, report your name?" said Wind Demon Kotaro for the first time feeling the coercion from others.

This invisible coercion was only felt by his master.

But today, the coercion of this middle-aged man with three big bags on his head is completely different from the coercion on his master.

If the breath on the body of Master Hattori is like a cold wind in winter, invisible and formless, but everywhere, it can bring people a deep despair.

Then the breath of this person in front of him is like a spring breeze and rain, full of vitality, which makes people feel happy and convinced.

The visitor stopped in the middle of the lobby and said loudly: "He Daozhen in Xiaqingcheng, I will teach Your Excellency a high move." ”

Wind Demon Kotaro suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

Qingcheng is a famous sect in China, a holy place of Taoism, with strong incense and a thousand-year-old life.

The Taoist priest who came out of Qingcheng Mountain is naturally worthy of attention.

Wind Demon Kotaro held his breath and stared at the smiling middle-aged Taoist in front of him. The figure flashed suddenly, and it had already transformed into countless phantoms, instantly surrounding He Daozhen in the middle.

Everyone exclaimed, and only a cloud of black gas could be seen, which grew rapidly and geometrically, surrounding the person in the middle, surrounded like an iron cylinder, and the water could not be splashed.

Outside the black air, someone shouted anxiously: "Dao Chief, jump out, jump out." ”

The man was indifferent, and sat down slowly. Sit cross-legged with your eyes closed.

Chen Dengfeng, who had already run to the side, was dumbfounded, and said curtly: "This living Yama King, his mouth is very powerful, but don't be a brainless person, he can obviously jump out, but he closes his eyes and waits for death, it's over, it's over." ”

"Hey. finally jumped out of a head iron, but it was a fool, this is over, it's over. "In the crowd, frustration creeped back.

Although everyone stared intently at the black, there were not many people who were counting on it.

I hid in the crowd and stared. In the black mist, the Taoist looked serene, pinched the trick with both hands, and said something in his mouth:

Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining.

The cold comes and goes, the autumn harvest and the winter are hidden, the leap is more than the age, and the law is adjusted to the sun.

......

"Stinky Taoist, it's all at this time, what are you still chanting, I'm afraid that the output of your skills is too slow, and when you can still output it, you will already be cold. Within the black storm, there was a burst of sarcastic laughter.

The Taoist priest was unmoved, and his voice suddenly turned high-pitched.

I only heard him read: "The clouds cause rain, the dew turns into frost, the gold gives birth to beautiful water, and the jade comes out of Kungang." ”

"The sword trumpet is huge. I heard a loud noise, and from the middle of the black storm, the shadow of a giant sword was erected, and the body of the giant sword, several meters wide, immediately split the black fog and diluted it a lot.

The giant sword swelled in an instant, and then retracted in an instant, transforming into countless small swords, arranged in a circle, surrounding the Daoist's body, and there was a faint blue light.

"Beads are called noctilucent light. ”

There was another loud bang, a buzz.

Everyone didn't know what was happening, but they saw that the twelve night pearls that were originally inlaid on the wall trembled violently, broke free from the wall, and flew towards the black mist.

In the hall, for a time, the light was shining like the sun.

Everyone raised their arms in unison, covering them in front of them, except for the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed eyes and a delicate-looking little white face.

The middle-aged man didn't notice the abnormality of the little white face, but the little white face really saw the middle-aged man's every move.

The black fog was dispelled by the light in an instant, and it was gone.

The figure of the wind demon Kotaro appeared opposite the Taoist, kneeling on one knee, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"This is, is this the ancient Chinese Dao magic power?" asked Wind Demon Kotaro in a trembling voice.

The Taoist opened his eyes, looked serene, raised his eyes and said: "Yes, this is Qingcheng Immortal Decision, you are fortunate to see it today, and it is not a trip of a thousand miles." Most of your Japanese magic powers are taken from China, and today, I am a Chinese Taoist, and I will teach you to be a man. ”

"Thank you, thank you for solving the doubts in my heart, it was not the Wind Demon Kotaro who lost to Huaxia Gongfa today, but my Matsumoto Priority, I Matsumoto is not good at learning, and I am not worthy of being called the Wind Demon. Not even worthy of being in the company of the god of ninjas. Master, farewell. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a flash of white light, and in Matsumoto's hand, there was already a bright dagger.

Taoist He Daozhen clasped his hands together, and proclaimed the honorable number: Immeasurable Tianzun!

Matsumoto raised his hand slowly, aimed the tip of the snowy knife at his chest and abdomen, and thrust it hard.

It was too late, but it was too late, and I saw a phantom flash, and there was already a gentle scholar with gold-rimmed eyes in the field.

One of his hands had already firmly grasped the hand of the ugly monster who called himself Wind Demon Kotaro and was now called Matsumoto Koji.

"Wind Demon, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, don't you know? Even our Hattori Hanzo family is not a hundred battles, and there are times when we lose. ”

"Master, what you said is true?" Wind Demon Kotaro's eyes quickly rekindled sparks, and he said excitedly: "Master, you must tell me." ”

"Wind Demon, this is an afterthought, you step aside and take them with you to watch the battle. The scholar with gold-rimmed eyes said in a gentle tone.

"Hey. Wind Demon Kotaro instantly put away his bright blade and retreated to his main formation.

He Daozhen, who was standing in the hall, opened his eyes and met the eyes of the middle-aged man.

Suddenly he felt an invisible cold air, rushing towards his face, which made him can't help but tighten his teeth, and goosebumps suddenly rose on his body.

Who said that my Japanese supernatural powers are inferior to your Chinese Taoism? ”

This person is like a knowledgeable lecturer at a certain university, and like a scholar with a lot of experience. Anyway, it has nothing to do with martial arts.

This sudden change stunned everyone present.

After a while, someone said, "Where did this teacher come from, do you know him?"

"I don't know, he seems to have been standing next to me just now. ”

"Yes, I saw him just now, staring at the twelve beads on the wall. ”

"This Wind Demon Kotaro, call him Master, he is the Master of Wind Demon Kotaro. ”

"I see, this Wind Demon Kotaro is at least ten years older than him, why did he become the master of the Wind Demon instead, this world is simply crazy, today is really an eye-opener. ”

"Who's to say it's not, maybe this Wind Demon Kotaro is too anxious and looks bigger than him, maybe it's not true. ”

"This person looks like a teacher, shouldn't he be better than the Taoist of Qingcheng Mountain. ”

"Who is right? You didn't see that the Wind Demon was so arrogant, so he let this person beat him. This Taoist priest just said wildly, and this teacher jumped out. In other words, when will Master Di come? If he doesn't come again, this place will really become the world of the Japanese. ”