I change color!

Chunyangzi, the grandmaster, took a lot of effort to kill him, and nine of them jumped out at once. Even if the five brothers and Tongshan go together, they are no match for them.

There is no doubt about it, after all, the one with the highest cultivation in our middle is Grandmaster Xiaocheng! This is like a group of children fighting against a group of strong men, how can they fight?

My heart sank suddenly, I couldn't have imagined that the Zhengyi Church had such a deep foundation, and the nine grandmasters had become great. This kind of lineup is enough to sweep the world!

The weather in the mountains is changing, as if reflecting our mood, the sky that was clear just now gradually darkened, and the dark clouds piled up together to form thick clouds, black and oppressive, and people were out of breath.

It seemed to be a sign that a storm was coming.

"Wuwei is an old man, you Zhengyi Sect is hiding very deeply, and nine great achievements have popped up all of a sudden. I looked at the nine masters led by the Wuwei Daoist and sneered.

"Hehe, Lord Nan, these fellow Daoists are all leaders of various sects of my Taoism, known as the Eight True Monarchs. Today, I am a sect to sit and discuss, you choose to make trouble in Wudang Mountain today, it is really a bit of an inappropriate time. Wuwei spoke indifferently, but the momentum on his body became stronger and stronger.

"It turned out to be the leader of the other Daomen. "I suddenly understood, and I said that how could a Zhengyi Sect have so many masters, it was outrageous.

"Lord Nan, you are making trouble in the Taoist Holy Land and creating a bloody massacre, you are already a heinous demon, and the poor Dao will suppress you together with Wuwei Daoists, can you be convinced?" A true monarch wearing a gray Taoist robe with long hair eyes widened angrily, pointing at me and shouting.

"I'm not convinced, there are more of you bullying less. "I have a look of disdain, the nine grandmasters beat a few of us young people in groups, Tian Yunfei is still a child, this is really inauthentic.

"Scared now? hehe-"

Another True Monarch had a cold face, holding a long sword, exuding a decisive temperament, "The Demon Punishment Sword in the hands of the poor Dao is dedicated to slashing the crooked ways of the evil sect, don't think of any of you going out alive today!"

As his words fell, a thousand-foot-long silver lightning swept across the sky like a silver dragon, tearing the sky, and a deafening thunder came, and the sky was raining heavily!

"Lord Nan, this rain can't wash away the sins you have committed, so let's ambush you in my Zhengyi Sect Dojo today!" "Wuwei Daoist carried a sword, and together with the Eight Great True Monarchs, he fanned towards the six of us.

The murderous aura on their bodies was monstrous, rich as substance, and seemed to be more violent than this rainstorm.

I could see that these nine old Taoist priests really wanted to kill me.

"Wu Wei, Eight True Monarchs, do you think that Nanqianmen is easy to deceive? As the master of the gate, you will kill if you say so? So relaxed and casual without any worries?" I stood proudly in the torrential rain and shouted loudly.

"No matter how big Nanqianmen is, it can't be more than a truth. Lord Nan, you have fallen into the path of demons, and slaying demons and eliminating demons is the principle of my Daomen. Wuwei sneered, and the hand holding the sword had already been raised, "Besides, there are thousands of disciples of my Daomen, so why are you afraid of your Nanqianmen?"

"Really?"

I squinted slightly, and my gaze through the rain curtain was still sharp: "Wuwei is an old man, do you want to let you see the power of our Nanqianmen?"

Hearing this, the footsteps of the Wuwei Daoist and the Eight True Monarchs suddenly stagnated.

"Old thing, you are going to kill my sect master when you come up, do you think I am easy to bully?" Marven was furious, and raised his sword in front of me.

"Hehe, so make a mistake, I and the eight true monarchs want to kill you, who in the world can stop you?"

At this time, two figures slowly walked in the wind and rain, climbing up the stairs and walking towards the square.

It was a middle-aged man as deep as an abyss and a young man as handsome as a woman.

Both had long swords hanging from their waists.

They are like magnets, drawing everyone's attention.

"It's her, it's her, the big beauty who beat me up in Shennongjia!" Ma Wenchao exclaimed, his eyes wide.

"Wine ...... Jiujian Immortal, the eighth general of a thousand gates, Ji Kang!" "Seeing those two people, Wuwei's face also changed in shock.

……

The wind is howling, the rain is howling.

Ji Kang was dressed in white, and his long hair was tied behind with a ribbon, revealing his angular features.

He had a long sword of ancient color hanging from his waist, and at a glance he knew that it was not ordinary.

It's been twenty years, and Ji Kang has never touched it again, but today he brought it over.

The whole sky was covered with rain and fog, and it was pitch black outside. The wind and rain were fierce, and the raindrops hit the face and hurt and hurt.

Jiang Baichun's clothes were drenched, although he looked like a chicken in soup, he still couldn't hide his amazing beauty.

Ji Kang walked in the rain in white, his posture was calm, and he walked leisurely, as if he had a water-repellent bead on his body, and all the rain and moisture were isolated from his body.

All of us were drenched in soup, but Ji Kang was still able to maintain excellent appearance. His clothes were neat, his hair was not messy, and there was no rain on his face.

We were all stunned, the rain was heavy, the water did not stick to the body, dressed in white, walking slowly, really handsome out of the sky!

"What's going on?" Marven asked me in a low voice. "We're all drenched like this, why doesn't my brother Kang feel anything at all?

"When your internal strength is cultivated to the same level as his, you can do it too. I wiped the rain from my face and said.

"Internal strength?" Tian Yunfei asked in surprise, "Internal strength can also shelter from the rain?" ”

"Inside and out. Lu Wu glanced at the little bald head with disdain, everyone is a master, and they don't know such a simple truth?

"It turns out that it can be like this, it's so handsome! Society, my brother Kang! No wonder I can capture the heart of Sister Xian'er!" Ma Wenchao's eyes glowed green, and he was fascinated, and when he also practiced to the extent that his whole body strength could be released, he would go for a walk in the rain if he had nothing to do.

Lu Wu wiped the rain from his face, brushed aside the hair that was blown to the front by the mountain wind to cover his eyes, glanced at Ji Kang worriedly, and said, "Brother Feng, you called Ji Kang's seniors to the town, but the other party has nine Dacheng masters, can Ji Kang's seniors be able to control it?"

"It's going to be fine. I patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Master Ji Kang walked towards the square step by step.

……

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

When the word Ji Kang spit out from Wuwei's mouth, the faces of the Eight True Monarchs all changed.

Twenty years ago, the Ronglu Rebellion broke out in Nanqianmen, Ji Kang entered the Ronglu camp with one person and one sword, and killed thirteen masters in a row, no one could stop him, and Rong Lu trembled with fright. In the end, it was Yuan Tianji, the first mountain master of the Northern Thousand Gate, who was a demihuman and demigod, who made a move and captured Ji Kang.

With this record alone, the name Ji Kang is enough to make people tremble!

What's more, it was twenty years ago, and now that twenty years have passed, how terrifying is Ji Kang's martial arts cultivation? !

I'm afraid no one knows about this.

The most violent mood swing in the field is Wuwei Taoist, the first Taoist master has an unknown past with Ji Kang.

More than 20 years ago, the Wuwei Daoist was defeated by Ji Kang!

This is the only defeat of Wuwei Daoist, which is enough for him to remember for a lifetime. It was the moment he saw Ji Kang, although twenty years had passed, Wuwei recognized it at a glance.

For this wine sword immortal who brought him the only defeat, even if he turned to ashes, Wu Wei would be able to recognize it!

It's unforgettable!

……

Ji Kang brought Jiang Baichun to me, and before I could say hello to the eighth general, Wuwei Daoist shouted: "Ji Kang, you ...... Isn't it seclusion, why did you show up today? ”

Ji Kang stood tall and tall, and said indifferently: "I came here by trekking through mountains and rivers just to protect my lord! Whoever wants to be unfavorable to my southern lord can ask me first!"

Wuwei smiled coldly and said, "Just you?"

"I'm alone. ”

"There are nine masters on our side, no matter how powerful you are, what can you do?" Wuwei's tone was solemn, and his expression was slightly hideous. In front of Ji Kang, he couldn't remain calm.

"If you want to fight, then fight, I'll fight nine. Ji Kang said in a cold voice.