Ruan Jing's eyes that were originally about to be closed were opened again because of the word "hope" displayed in Tao Zhongchu's eyes, so she saw the green steel long sword that was close to the center of her eyebrows very clearly, and felt the strong sharpness overflowing from the sword body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

That sense of near-death crisis is still rising, and there is no sign that Ruan Jing now has a chance to save her life. But this woman who won the position of head of the family with her daughter in a paradise is no longer afraid, because even if she is at odds with Tao Zhongchu because of her personality, especially her value orientation, she trusts this man very much who will do whatever it takes once she decides something.

Tao Zhongchu's sideburns and beard had already been rolled into the Yin Yang Chakra, and a blood spot appeared at the center of Ruan Jing's eyebrows. It seemed that death was about to become their final destination, and the light of hope that flashed in Tao Zhongchu's eyes seemed to be nothing more than a delusion of returning to the light.

Song Qing, who was attacking, didn't think so. He knew that Tao Zhongchu must still have a back hand, and he knew that the probability of his inevitable killing move succeeding was very low. Therefore, Song Qing was not tempted by the feeling of imminent success on his left palm and right hand sword, even if he had already controlled the enemy head with the sword in the enemy's eyebrows, this middle-aged man who was the head of the current three generations of disciples of the Wudang faction and would inevitably become the future Wudang leader still chose to retreat.

An iron whip whistled and flew in, Song Qing had just retreated at the moment, and the huge force generated by the powerful impact air flow on the iron whip pushed Song Qing's body, if it weren't for the change of direction of the yin and yang chakra in his left hand to push on the jet of air, this iron whip alone was enough to make Song Qing's feet off the ground and lose the root of his strength. heiyaпge

A short figure no more than five feet tall suddenly arrived, only a moment slower than the flying iron whip. The little man held the iron whip that was about to go straight into the ground and smashed it, and the target was Song Qing, who had just retreated again and again with the help of the Yin and Yang Wheel.

Want to get closer? It was not difficult for Song Qing to guess the other party's intentions.

"Let's try to blow up the real master who came to Xanadu this time." Song Qing smiled, because he suddenly remembered the words of the third brother just now. The sword in his hand rose again, and it was still the circle of countless sizes, but this time the circle on Song Qing's right hand sword was slightly different from the previous round and harmonious.

Just as one life is two, two is three, and three is all things, the nascent circle on the sword in Song Qing's hand suddenly has countless attributes that are different from one. Light or heavy, fast or slow, blunt or sharp, large or small, static or moving, thousands of forms are completely different. It was as if a calm world that was mellow and harmonious to the extreme suddenly produced an explosion, and countless wonders were formed in this instant, and then erupted, filling the heavens and the earth, forming all spirits.

All spirits and all things have life and death, and above many wonderful things are still the endless and immortal cycle of life and death.

Song Qing's sword this time really made Tao Zhongchu and Ruan Jing, who could be regarded as lucky enough to survive, completely realize how they had seen the middle-aged man who had been trained by the old immortal on Wudang Mountain for ten years.

From the first life of Tai Chi to the second of yin and yang, and then to the three of all things, how many people of this age in the world can do it? Maybe the monster that can mobilize the flying sword with the qi machine even if the skill is exhausted has that strength, but how many people are there in the world of that kind of monster?

Tao Zhongchu felt the real powerlessness, if it weren't for the master at the bottom of his own box to accompany him this time, let alone make a splash out of the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that several family masters in Xanadu would have to come out and lose as much as they wanted. When the vitality is greatly damaged, what conditions will you negotiate with those reckless men on the battlefield who can only fight and kill? What will you negotiate with those who only see the immediate benefits?

Ruan Jing didn't think about so many gains and losses in interests like Tao Zhongchu, she was even more surprised that the former head of the Taozhi family, who had already fallen out with her son because of her relationship, would actually put aside that grudge and choose to go along, or even help.

The one who saved the lives of Tao Zhongchu and Ruan Jing with a pair of iron whips in his hand was Tao Zhongchu's father and Tao Ming, the head of the three elders of the Tao family. Back then, because Tao Zhongchu and Ruan Jing got married, Tao Ming, who was not the most optimistic about Tao Zhongchu's overly profit-seeking son, was overjoyed and happily passed the position of the head of the Taozhi family to Tao Zhongchu. It's just that later, he didn't expect Tao Zhongchu to fight for the supreme position in the paradise for the peach branch family, but he neglected to pay attention to the family, and finally ended up with a husband and wife separation.

Tao Ming was so angry that he couldn't slap his son to death with one palm, but at that time, Taozhi and even Xanadu could no longer live without this extremely shrewd and ruthless family master. As a result, Tao Ming and Tao Zhongchu, father and son, had a big quarrel, and then lived in seclusion to the depths of Peach Mountain in the paradise and no longer paid attention to anything.

Ruan Jing never thought that she owed Tao Zhongchu anything, especially when she gave birth to a talented son. But this arrogant woman has always had good respect for Tao Ming and his wife, and even after leaving Tao Zhongchu, she will often go to the depths of Taoshan to spend a relaxing family time with Tao Ming and his wife, who are still called by their parents. At that time, Ruan Jing didn't say anything for Tao Zhongchu and pleaded for mercy, after all, she didn't want the paradise to lose the existence of the two great masters, but Tao Ming never agreed to go out of the mountain again.

So this time when she suddenly saw Tao Ming appear here, Ruan Jing was surprised.

Just when Ruan Jing's mind was spinning, Tao Ming had already completely plunged into the vast world created by the sword in Song Qing's hand. This man, who has only been polished on a pair of iron whips since he was a child, has never been too interested in other martial arts. Even though Tao Ming has cultivated to the current martial arts realm, no matter who he does with him, he is still on the same level with an iron whip. It's not that Tao Ming will become a waste if he loses the iron whip, but the iron whip in his hand has become one with him like an extension of his arm.

No matter what kind of circle Song Qing sent in his hand, Tao Ming's response method was simple and direct, that is, one of the five basic gestures of sweeping, picking, splitting, teasing, and stabbing the whip. The sword intent on the circle was shattered by the whip, and it seemed that a single sword circle was not the opponent of the iron whip in Tao Ming's hand. But he couldn't stand Song Qing's sword like flying, the sword circle was like a torrential rain, thousands of rain drops were thousands of sword circles, and if the opponent eliminated ten, Song Qing would make up for a hundred.

Dense sword circles with different forms and different strengths rushed towards Tao Ming layer upon layer, but no matter how dense they were, they couldn't completely surround the old man who was not tall, and that pair of iron whips could always smash a passage in the dense layers of sword circles, and then continue to shorten the distance between him and Song Qing.

Tao Ming only spent three things in his life, and in addition to teaching his son as a failure in his opinion, his favorite wife and martial arts were very successful. So when he knew that he had to make a move, he had already confirmed the principle of dealing with Song Qing, who was young but too powerful to be taken lightly. And the even more incredible little monster over there has seven flying swords that have not yet been fired, so fighting within seven feet of the body has become the best choice at present.