"Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, ge, boring, clubs, lances, crutches, spears, harrows. The Taoist said softly, but his voice was very penetrating:

"Eighteen kinds of weapons, eighteen kinds of martial arts, each weapon and martial arts, all represent a kind of form and meaning, each with its own subtlety and essence. I pass on your exercises, each of them, it seems to be a bit of an ordinary person, but in fact, it hides a mystery, and when you cultivate to a certain extent, you can open mountains and crack stones, cultivate to the extreme, and you can be extraordinary!"

"Back to Master, we have worked very hard!" When the Taoist chief was in trouble, Liu Yimei, who had just become the leader of the gang, stood up and said.

The other five people who respected the Sword Sect all secretly admired in their hearts when they saw that Liu Yimei was willing to take the risk of rejecting the crime to relieve everyone.

Liu Yimei's weight and importance in the Sword Sect have become more and more apparent.

"Work hard, you just look hard!" said in an angry tone, "I have awarded you different weapons and martial arts according to your different personalities, but which of you has practiced the kung fu I handed over to your home!"

"We are practicing martial arts, not cultivating immortals, is it necessary for you to say so mysterious?"

After Liu raised his eyebrows, the disciple of the stick hall stood up and said in a daze.

"Yes!"

"There is no basis for words!"

"There is no basis for your words?" The Taoist suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, and said disdainfully: "Wang Meng, do you know that the stick in your hand is made of thousands of years of ebony, which can be bent or strong, and can shake the sword. ”

"The devil believes you!"

Wang Meng, a disciple of the Stick Hall, stroked the black, straight, and heavy wooden stick in his hand, stuck out his tongue, and grimaced.

Originally, these mortal martial arts disciples, the Dao Leader didn't take them very seriously, but considering that Lu Fang still had to make a transition in Qingxuguan, the Dao Master decided to suppress the ambitions of the Sword Sect disciples.

When Wang Meng finished teasing the Taoist and was still unsatisfied, the Taoist suddenly flew up in the air and landed on the martial arts arena in an instant.

The disciples of the Eighteen Paths were all stunned, they all knew that the Dao Master was strong in martial arts, and he was a well-known Innate Realm martial artist, but they didn't expect that the Dao Master would have such a means.

Suddenly, in the hearts of all the disciples, the martial arts instantly became sublime.

"Wang Meng, take the stick in your hand and fight with Lao Dao!"

The Taoist said with a solemn expression, and then made a move, and a spare wooden stick on the weapon rack placed on the side of the martial arts arena flew into the hand of the Taoist in an instant.

Wang Meng retreated for a while, and all the disciples were about to fall out of their eyes when they saw this scene.

"Meet Master!" all the disciples said in unison.

The Taoist leader turned his face sideways: "I don't have an apprentice like you!"

"Come on, Wang Meng, let's continue, you use the kung fu I handed over to fight with the old man. "The Taoist chief does not follow the word.

Wang Meng stiffened in an instant, and he was afraid for a while, and stammered: "Dao Chief-No-Master-Father, you have become like this, how can I-how can I fight you?"

"Old Dao, I will self-pressure the realm, with the power of the martial realm, not external force, I will use the stick method I handed over to you to fight you!"

Wang Meng still flinched, not daring to face the Taoist head-on, and tightly grasped the jet-black wooden stick in his hand.

"Come on, if you don't fight with me, how do you know how many pounds and taels you have, and how many levels of kung fu you have practiced!" said the Taoist chief angrily.

When Wang Meng retreated, Liu Yimei's mind became active, and he immediately gave Wang Meng a look, and a few people from the sword faction suddenly understood.

"I don't think we'll be killed, so let's see it too. Hook Hall Li Chong whispered to the Stick Hall King.

Looking at the rest of the Sword Sect, Wang Meng dared to come from it and shouted, "Okay! ”

With that, the king raised his stick and put on a stance.

"Let the horses come!" the Taoist said, turning his head in teasing.

Wang Meng stepped on the ground with his left foot, and ran to the Dao Chief's head in a few steps, and the hard ebony stick smashed towards the Dao Chief's head in an instant.

The Taoist turned around unhurriedly, and with a slight pick of the wooden stick in his hand, he blocked it.

The Dao Chief really didn't make a big move, and it was very simple to fight back, it was indeed a reduction in his own realm, otherwise, he really didn't fight.

After the attack was provoked by the Dao Chief's blow, Wang Meng's body tilted slightly, and his footwork was disordered by two steps.

After feeling that the lethality of the Dao Master was not very strong, Wang Meng was overjoyed, and used the trick in his refining stick method - Nine Songs Serial Attack.

A heavy wooden stick was danced by Wang Meng.

The wooden sticks, which were as dense as raindrops, kept smashing towards the Taoist.

I saw that the Dao Commander was tossing and turning, his steps were agile and orderly, and he easily avoided all of Wang Meng's attacks, not letting the wooden stick touch his body in the slightest.

A set of stick methods hit, Wang Meng used his strength to eat, and each stick failed, and soon Wang Meng felt a little exhausted.

When the Taoist leader dodged, Wang Meng stood his stick on the ground, and quickly gasped, breathing in a big gulp of air.

"That's it!"

The Taoist chief said disdainfully. Immediately raised the stick and stepped forward, and the wooden stick in the hand of the Taoist chief danced impenetrable, which was the nine-song chain attack that Wang Meng had just used.

The king raised his stick to resist, but the sticks of the Taoist master did not fail, and his defense was disrupted at once.

In desperation, Wang Meng hugged his head and ran away. The Taoist chief stepped forward, and the wooden stick in his hand struck, and the head of the stick hit Wang Meng's chest, and Wang Meng staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

The Taoist chief threw the wooden stick in his hand, and the wooden stick flew up and was accurately inserted back into the weapon rack on the edge of the martial arts arena.

"That's all there to do, and I'm still there every day!" "The Taoist chief said: "I passed on your obviously the Thirty-six Ways Demon Stick Method, but you were stunned that you practiced it like a dog, what did you do with so much energy, and I didn't understand the essentials at all!"

The Taoist lowered his realm, and used the same move, beating Wang Meng so convincingly, he lay on the ground and couldn't get up, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he was covered in cells.

"Next!"

The Taoist chief shouted, and all the disciples looked at each other.

Immediately, the Daoist made a move, and a sword flew into the Daoist's hand.

Liu Yimei looked at the sword in the Dao Chief's hand, and flinched a little in his heart, but saw that several other members of the Sword Sect were looking at him, so he reluctantly stepped forward.

Disciple Liu Yimei came to lead the teacher Fu Gaozhao. Liu Yimei held the sword in front of him and bowed down.

The Taoist chief glanced at it with disdain and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Liu Yi's eyebrows rolled his eyes, revealing obvious dissatisfaction.

With a "whoosh", the sword in Liu's hand stabbed towards the Dao Chief.

The Dao Leader still avoided all the incoming attacks unhurriedly, only to see that the sword in Liu Yimei's hand was undulating and endless, and every move was unpredictable.

Even though Liu Yimei's swordsmanship is not bad, but a set of swordsmanship is exhausted, and he can't touch the slightest bit of Dao Chang's body.

found a flaw, the Taoist raised his sword, and the sword in Liu Yimei's hand was picked up. The sword fell to the bluestone of the martial arts arena, the tip of the sword was lightly smashed, a small stone flew up, the sound was pleasant, but the sword was not injured, it can be seen that this sword is not bad.

Dao Chang stepped forward, slapped Liu Yimei on both sides with his sword face, and in an instant Liu Yimei was beaten stupid, his face quickly became red and swollen, and with the cells on his forehead before, his face was deformed.

"What I pass on to you is the Yin and Yang Nine Clutch Sword Technique, this sword technique is both rigid and soft, cultivated to the extreme, shadowless and invisible, unpredictable, but Leng is practiced by you Yin and Yang weird, like a gloomy old man!

Liu Yi's eyebrows were red and swollen, and his voice was incomplete: "The disciple knows his mistake!"

"Next!"

The Taoist made a move, and a knife flew into his hand.

"Disciple Tang Ming, lead!"

Tang Ming saw that the Taoist had a knife in his hand, so he consciously stepped forward.

That's it. I saw that Tang Ming's hand was up and down, clean and neat, and the knife technique was wide open and closed, like flowing water, and the righteousness was awe-inspiring.

Even though Tang Ming's sword technique was perfect, in front of the Dao Chief, the sword failed. This is still the case when the Dao Commander has lowered his force to the Linwu Realm.

If you break through the innate nature of the martial arts with the Pure Void Observation Lord, and use the strength of the martial arts creation realm, you don't need to make a move to solve this group of disciples at all, as long as you release the momentum, you can suppress them.

If it were with the power of the old man of the Holy Mountain of the Divine Realm, I am afraid that with the blink of an eye, a single look, they would be able to defeat them.

Tang Ming couldn't get a bargain in front of the Dao Chief. However, Tang Ming's sword power has not weakened, but has emerged in an endless stream, and it seems to be showing signs of increasing unabated.

After understanding the general idea of Tang Ming's sword technique, the Dao Leader gradually lost his patience, and with a turn, he easily hid behind Tang Ming.

A knife slapped on Tang Ming's shoulder, and suddenly felt that his body sank, and his body was half shorter, and when he turned his head to look, Tang Ming found that Dao Chang's knife was already on his neck.

"The disciple knows his mistake!" Tang Ming said simply.

"It's good to know your mistakes! Poor Dao won't embarrass you!" The Taoist chief showed a rare politeness and said: "I passed on your Tang Ming's sword technique called the sword mastery, you are so domineering, how can you understand the domineering of the knife!"

Tang Ming said thoughtfully: "The disciple is taught. ”

After "cleaning up" a few early birds, the Dao Chief's eyes swept across the circle of disciples, shook his head and said: "You are all in the blessing and don't know the blessing! Cultivating immortals, your conditions are limited, you can't cultivate at all, although the martial arts start from the immortal road, but the top of the martial arts, not under the immortal path, the martial arts is your right way!"

In the ordinary martial arts, there are five realms of martial arts, namely: the first martial realm, the linwu realm, the true martial realm, the holy martial realm, and the innate martial realm.

In the hearts of ordinary warriors, it is their ultimate dream to enter the innate realm as soon as possible and become the first in the world.

But at this moment, the Taoist leader shattered this dream of theirs.

"Immortal Dao, it's just a rumor, after the martial arts are innate, is there a higher realm?" Tang Ming asked.

"Yes, how could it be, didn't I just break through the innate nature of martial arts?" Dao Chang's eyes blinked, and he smiled: "There is hope for each of you." ”

At this moment, every disciple was convinced of the Dao Master's words. Because the Taoist has turned back, in addition to being stronger in martial arts, it also gives people the feeling that he can fly into the sky and the ground at any time.

A very different feeling.