In the early years, when Zhao Jingde had just entered the Taoist family, Xuanhou had already become famous and became a generation of power.

At that time, Zhao Jingde followed the master and went to that place to visit several well-known figures, that is, several senior brothers of Xuanhou, and the scene of that day, although so many years have passed, he still remembers it vividly.

Therefore, when he was still standing on the top of the mountain just now, Zhao Jingde immediately launched an attack after feeling this breath, he was very aware of the cultivation of Xuanhou and several people.

Even decades ago, Xuan Hou was already famous in the world of cultivators, so Zhao Jingde knew that if the former came and wanted to take the lead, he had to strike first.

Looking at a few people with cold eyes, Zhao Jingde straightened his waist again, and thought to himself: "I really didn't expect it to come so quickly?"

In fact, from the time this plan was implemented, Zhao Jingde had already calculated that the disturbances made by their Taoists in Changbai Mountain would sooner or later attract a few Xuanhou brothers, but what he didn't expect was that the latter would come so quickly.

After receiving Zhao Jingde's salute, Xuan Hou's face did not improve much, he glanced coldly at the surrounding snow scene, his brows were slightly raised, his right hand was slightly raised, and a slight orange light emitted from the palm of his hand, probing the surrounding heaven and earth aura.

Looking at his movements, Zhao Jingde's face also turned cold, his eyes skimmed over Xuanhou, and put it on the bodies of Yewei and several people, and secretly thought in his heart, I am afraid that today's matter is impossible to understand so easily, and if it is not good, there will be a fight.

"Although this Changbai Mountain has turned into ice and snow, I didn't expect this aura to become richer?" Xuan Hou said coldly, "Taoist boy, you are quite capable?"

Hearing his words, Zhao Jingde didn't say anything, but Yewei's gaze stayed on a tent and immediately moved.

Just as he was about to arrive at the tent, the Soul Slayer had already arrived before him, stretched out his left hand to stop him, his eyes were already cold to a certain extent, and the aura emanating from his body was constantly fluctuating, as if he was ready to do it at any time.

"Get out of the way. After Ye Wei said these two words coldly, the pale blue light on his body immediately appeared, and above his head, the shape of a blue dragon shadow was condensed, and he opened his huge mouth towards the former, and let out bursts of roars.

Yu Guang glanced slightly, Zhao Jingde forcibly squeezed out a smile, and said lightly: "My lord, what do you mean by this?"

"Taoism is originally the Taishan Beidou in the world of cultivators, and it shouldn't just decline. Xuan Hou stood with his hands in his hands and said slowly, "But things should have their own rules, everything should be gradual, and they should not go against the sky." ”

As soon as the words landed, Xuan Hou's eyes lit up, and a rich orange-yellow light emanated from the top of his head, converging into the shape of a pair of eyes, and quickly flew towards Zhao Jingde.

The latter raised his eyebrows slightly, the back of his right hand was towards his chest, and a pattern of Tai Chi Bagua came out from his palm, which continued to rotate and amplify in front of him, scattering the former's attack and gradually disappearing between heaven and earth.

No one could have imagined that Xuan Hou had such a good identity, and he actually said that he would do it, without everyone's demeanor at all, if it wasn't for Zhao Jingde's quick reaction, he would have been injured.

"Lord Xuanhou, what do you mean, doesn't it seem inappropriate for you to do this?" Zhao Jingde said coldly, and when he spoke, the aura on his body had already emanated, and the overwhelming coercion was wrapped towards Xuanhou from all directions.

Feeling this coercion, Xuan Hou's face changed slightly, and no one knew better than him that since that incident, the aura between heaven and earth had become thinner.

At that time, Zhao Jingde was just a fledgling boy, and his cultivation had not yet reached the level of the early stage of congenital development, even if he had practiced hard day and night over the years, it was impossible for him to make such great progress?

While thinking of these in his heart, Xuan Hou's heart moved slightly, and the same fearful coercion emanated from his body, and the old man closest to him and Bai Yifei, their faces immediately changed, and the figure immediately retreated more than ten meters away.

The coercion of the two collided fiercely in the sky, and the huge force generated made the entire heaven and earth change violently.

The originally black sky directly became pitch black, thick dark clouds disappeared in an instant, and large areas of lightning fell from the sky, fluctuating like ripples in the water, and kept falling from a high place.

Zhuo Fei and the others, who were still in the tent, had already run out at this moment, although they didn't know the Xuanhou in the sky, but they knew Zhao Jingde, and Yewei who was fighting with the soul destroyer.

For the first time, there was a hint of excitement on his face, which had been bitter for several days.

Zhao Jingde was originally in their bodies, and the prohibition set by them was about to disappear in the past few days, and several people were discussing how to ask to escape from the range of Changbai Mountain, but they didn't expect Yewei to come, and they subconsciously thought that the latter was bringing a master to save them.

Zhuo Fei, who frowned slightly, looked at the Xuanhou in the sky, and didn't know why, and had a particularly familiar feeling, as if he had known this person a long time ago, but he had never seen the latter.

Suddenly, Zhao Jingde's right hand slowly raised, and the entire arm was wrapped in white light in an instant, and faintly, a faint dragon shadow appeared from above his arm, and the huge Tai Chi Bagua pattern loomed behind him.

The direction of the ultra-low temperature wind suddenly became rapid, and the orange lines that appeared from somewhere, like the thickness of a needle, continued to come from the surroundings quickly, to the top of Xuan Hou's head, and converged into a huge orange sword shadow.

Around his body, countless orange sword shadows were densely suspended around his body, and the sharp aura emitted by them had already made the surrounding space tremble.

Under the guidance of Xuan Hou's right hand, the huge sword shadow split from one to two, and continued to differentiate again.

In the end, Xuan Hou's right hand quickly clicked out, and the word "disease" was pronounced in his mouth, and all the huge sword shadows flew towards Zhao Jingde, and the rest of the countless sword qi rotated around his body at the same time.

Zhao Jingde's eyes narrowed slightly, and the light on his right hand became more and more intense, like a round of the sun rising.

A white dragon suddenly circled around his body, raised his head to the sky and let out a loud roar, the sound of the dragon's groan resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the listeners could be deafened when they heard it, even Zhuo Fei and a few people couldn't help but cover their ears with their hands.

Several sword shadows, when they were still halfway to Zhao Jingde, had already been shattered by the sound of the dragon's groan, turning into orange points of light.

When he was about to fall to the ground, he quickly condensed into a sword shape, and after Xuan Hou's fingers hooked slightly, he returned to mid-air.

Zhao Jingde waved his right hand, and the white dragon's body began to expand continuously with the continuous dancing, and in the blink of an eye, it was already entrenched between heaven and earth, opening its mouth and spitting out a white pillar of light, which collided with several sword shapes again.

At the same time, Xuan Hou and Zhao Jingde's bodies moved, and the two of them were originally close to a distance of 100 meters from each other, but they were instantly pulled together.

After looking at each other, the palms of the two hit out at the same time, and the power was so great that the space where the two of them were located collapsed, and a large black hole protruded beside the two of them, and the powerful suction force kept pulling the bodies of the two.

Zhao Jingde's body rolled in mid-air, and both feet kicked at Xuan Hou's chest at the same time, and the latter's palms hit at the same time, just hitting the center of the former's feet.

Xuan Hou stood in mid-air, his figure took a few steps back in the air, and after stepping on several ripples with his feet, he stood firm, but Zhao Jingde slid back hundreds of meters away.

When he stood firm, he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the tumbling qi and blood in his body, and stuck the breath that had just been sucked into his body in his throat, so that the blood did not spit out, but his face changed sharply.

Looking at Xuan Hou coldly, Zhao Jingde secretly said in his heart: "He is worthy of being one of the guardians of Huaxia." ”

Just the internal force that is so thick that it is almost substantial is no longer something that Zhao Jingde can easily do.

At this moment, Xuan Hou's legs bent, stood in the sky and took a horse step, slowly raised, level with his chest, and the bright orange-red light emitted from the middle of his palm.

With both hands stretched out and dancing, looking at Xuan Hou's posture, Zhao Jingde could see at a glance that this was their Taoist Taijiquan?

"Use our Taoist tricks to deal with me, the current Taoist speaker?" Zhao Jingde's eyebrows raised slightly, and his anger immediately rose from the depths of his heart.

At this moment, the white dragon on the other side collided with several sword shapes again, and the two broke apart at the same time, and the aftermath of the explosion fell from the sky, and the people who were standing around the Taoist directly fell to the ground.

Even Ze Ming and the others almost failed to stand firm, but fortunately, Zhuo Fei closed the space in time and blocked the transmission of pressure, so it was not affected much.

Xuan Hou's right hand changed from a palm to a claw, and a long sword that exuded orange-red appeared in his hand, slowly raised the cold sword, and gently stroked the left hand on the sword body, and his eyes suddenly became gentle.

It was as if he was looking at his lover, with affection, but the space above his head spun sharply, and a huge sword shadow burst out from the middle of the whirlpool.