The Endless Continent respects martial arts, and also admires the life of those Jianghu children in the pen of Master Yinchen, who are wanton and chic, and face each other with swords if they don't agree with each other, so there are often weapons fighting in the world, as long as there is no death, the government has always turned a blind eye, but most of those arms fights occur between swords, guns, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, but I have never seen anyone use a wooden sword to whisk the dust.

Brother Lu, the little black donkey, was originally grazing not far away, but when he felt the huge change in the power of the stars between heaven and earth around him, he was immediately frightened and ran away and came to the side of the first Jiang Shujie.

Hu Chunsen took out his sword first.

As the world's top Tianshu Realm powerhouse, Hu Chunsen's Qingyang swordsmanship has long been penetrating to the heavens and the earth, and he has the ability of ten thousand people.

As soon as he took out his sword, a strange change arose from between heaven and earth, stabbing towards Master Yang Xiudao's face with the sword intent that tore through the space.

He didn't just lightly draw a circle in the sky like he did outside Linxi City and in Pear Blossom Alley, firstly, because Yang Xiudao was a figure worthy of his best efforts, and he should be respected accordingly, of course, the most important thing was that those things were of no use to Yang Xiudao at all.

The small wooden sword stabbed towards Master Yang Xiudao's face like a long snake out of a hole, but Master Yang Xiudao's face did not change, because he knew that Hu Chunsen's move looked terrifying, but it was only a temptation, and he was far from exerting his full strength.

is also the pinnacle master of the Tianshu realm, in the case that Hu Chunsen did not exert his full strength, why should Yang Xiudao be afraid?

The mane tail of the dust suddenly grew, and Master Yang Xiudao lightly pinched a warrant with his left hand, and the mane tail instantly seemed to have life, and it rushed towards the direction where the small wooden sword stabbed from.

The small wooden sword looks dull and heavy, but it is actually extremely sharp, which can cut mountains and stones, and naturally it can also cut off the thin mane tail of the dust.

But it was still in the air, because the source of those manes and tails was the dust of Master Yang Xiudao.

Everyone knows that Yang Xiudao, the national teacher of the Great Chu State, is a sloppy old Taoist priest who likes to cheat and cheat and drink old and immodest games, and even often lingers in the major restaurants in Yingtian City to owe money on credit, and looks like a charlatan pretending to be a beggar who asks for food, without a trace of the demeanor of a master.

Some people even think that this old thing is very likely to be the illegitimate son of the first emperor, otherwise how could this kind of virtue be the position of a first-class national teacher.

But few people knew how much he had paid for this land and this country, and few people knew that this old man, who was keen on eating, drinking, and having fun every day, turned out to be one of the top Tianshu realm great cultivators in the world.

The world doesn't know, it doesn't mean that Yang Xiudao is not, although people have grown old with the passage of time, but his ability is forever young.

A smile appeared on the corner of Hu Chunsen's mouth, he didn't care that his little wooden sword was covered by the other party, he said with a smile: "I haven't seen it for many years, your old man Yang's realm is still profound, but it's just that, you can't break through the heavenly realm again in your life and go to see the scenery at the top." ”

"The Great Chu Kingdom is my pinnacle scenery, I've been watching it for many, many years, how can you say that it's impossible for me to see the pinnacle scenery?" Master Yang Xiudao said with a smile.

"The biggest mistake in your life is to be too obsessed with everything in the world, too obsessed with the world, how to break the void and fly into an immortal?" Hu Chunsen smiled and said: "Yang Xiudao, you are in vain as a master of the Dao Sect, in vain as the host of the Sanfeng Patriarch, you are just an idiot in the end. ”

"What is the meaning of ascending to immortal?" Master Yang Xiudao suddenly asked.

"Nonsense, becoming an immortal is naturally to live with heaven and earth and live forever. Hu Chunsen replied without hesitation.

"What about after immortality?" Master Yang continued

Hu Chunsen was silent and speechless.

"The high places are not cold, the so-called ascension, where is there happiness in the world. Master Yang Xiudao showed a few satisfied smiles on his face, and said indifferently: "I love this land deeply and love the people who live on this land, so I am willing to spend my life to protect them, why not?"

"You have too much nonsense, it's better to fight seriously, what are you doing with so much!" Hu Chunsen couldn't say Yang Xiudao, so he simply stopped answering, he took a step forward, and in an instant, he came to the middle of the air where the small wooden sword was covered by dust.

He raised his right arm, and the small wooden sword quickly grew larger and rose up, breaking through the mane tail on Master Yang Xiudao's dust.

In an instant, it was the size of a small boat.

This sword is called the Heavenly Boat. It ranks sixth on the weapons spectrum.

The so-called heavenly boat is a ship that falls from the sky.

After the wooden sword rose into the air, it disintegrated in the air in an instant, and in an instant, it was divided into thousands of small swords, and it stabbed down densely from the air.

Master Yang Xiudao's face was calm, his eyes were as deep as the sky, and he slowly lifted his dust.

It is very difficult to control the power of the stars between heaven and earth with one's mind and then control weapons, and it requires the practitioner to concentrate his mind power to do so, and to distract himself from controlling various things will undoubtedly greatly reduce his own strength, which is a very irrational thing, so few people in the world will use multiple weapons to fight people at the same time.

There were a lot of those small wooden swords, and many of them were densely packed like a trick of folk jugglers, revealing unreal meanings everywhere, but Master Yang Xiudao knew that all of them were real.

Because their owner is called Hu Chunsen, a genius who has not been encountered in Qingyang Palace for hundreds of years, if Chen Shizhen is not much older than him, and he has a lot more time to practice than him, coupled with the prohibition left by Li Qicheng and Li Zhenren, he may not be able to trap him for so many years.

If it is an ordinary cultivator, even if it is a strong person who has stepped into the heavenly realm, when facing this rain of swords, he will definitely give birth to despair, and then either give up resistance to meet the end of life, or do his best and die in the rain of swords.

Fortunately, the one who is standing under the rain of swords now is Master Yang Xiudao.

Jiang Shujie in the distance even began to be a little glad in his heart, if he didn't leave just now, in the face of this rain of swords in the sky, I am afraid that he would not be able to escape the end of the corpse on the spot in the end.

Master Yang raised his dust.

The dusty mane tail was like countless dragons out of the water, rushing madly into the sky, and countless mane tails were combined together, as if a huge umbrella had been opened.

The giant umbrella stands in mid-air, wind can enter, light can enter, but the small wooden sword cannot enter.

The swords landed on the surface of the umbrella, and they were all curled up by their manes.

This is one of Master Yang Xiudao's tricks to press the bottom of the box, Huanglong takes the tail.

All fell silent.

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