Time is like water, the last magic circle is arranged, and the dots of light cover the entire sky, quietly disappearing, blending with the night. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

Sitting cross-legged on the lawn, Tang Chuan quietly waited for Zhang Laodao's arrival. On his side, Xu Hanshan stood with his sword in his arms, proud of the world, with a pair of black eyes like sharp blades, cutting through the night and reaching the hearts of the people.

"He saw me." A well-dressed teenager panicked and slammed on the brakes, trembling all over.

"Not him?" Zhang Laodao's eyes burst into light, patted the young man's shoulder, and asked.

"It's Xu Hanshan." Someone in the back seat replied, his body melted into the darkness, and when he spoke, he showed a mouthful of white teeth.

"He's so strong?" The young man was taken aback, started the car, and looked at the speechless seniors through the rearview mirror, silent.

"I didn't expect that old bastard to find such a successor, such a fierce sword intent, and in time, he will be able to break through the Xuankong." Zhang Laodao did not envy or jealousy, except for the word "bastard", his tone was as plain as water.

"You mean ......" The young man was stunned, and he didn't dare to call Xu Hanshan's master like Zhang Laodao, it was a taboo.

"Didn't you say that Xu Hanshan had already been abolished?" The young man remembered again that several senior brothers in the same family had discussed Xu Hanshan, and there was no lack of happiness and regret in his words.

"That Tang butcher kills innocent people with a sharp blade with one hand, and heals the powerful with the other." Zhang Laodao snorted coldly, he didn't look down on what Tang Chuan did.

"It's a shame."

The others lamented together, who did not have one or two relatives and friends who could not set foot in the cultivation realm, and wanted to live a long life, in addition to prolonging their lives with elixir, a secular divine doctor was equally important to them. What's more, Tang Chuan is a cultivator, and his medical skills become more and more terrifying as his cultivation improves.

Today's enmity, they can only regret and rejoice.

The traffic slowly advanced, the young man turned on his sense, and a broken sword in the distance became sharper and sharper, stabbing him in horror.

This is Xu Hanshan's deliberate action, wanting to reduce the pressure on Tang Chuan, the older generation of strong people in the same realm are in high positions, each of them is full of heritage, and the hole cards are endless.

A king can have a golden dragon comparable to the early stage of Xuankong, let alone Zhang Laodao, who is old and refined. Needless to say, his strength is strong, and he is jealous and hateful, killing the demons and evil ways in his mouth, and the incomparably strong background is his swordsmanship.

When he was a young monk, he once laid down an ancient magic circle and besieged foreign monks. After feeling his own shortcomings, he sought a teacher in the vast domain, and returned in ten years, and his swordsmanship was not ancient and modern, but there were few opponents in the world.

So far, there are only five strong enemies encountered, one of which is Xu Hanshan's master, Luojian Mountain, and the old man with a bull's nose on the sword mountain. He is Xu Hanshan's master, good at walking the world, and fighting unevenly. has a lot of dealings with Zhang Laodao, and the two cherish each other, but they never leave room for words.

"He's demonstrating, get out of the car." Zhang Laodao shook his head, most of the people who could resist Xu Hanshan's proud sword intent were old antiques. They practice in retreat on weekdays, and every time they come out, they are like dirt buns, and they can't drive at all.

He was the first to get out of the car, pulled out the blue sky sword, pinched the sword trick, stepped on it, and turned into a streamer thousands of miles away.

"You don't need to be evil with him, I have known your master for decades, and I can't bear you stepping into the devil's path." With his hands behind his back, Zhang Laodao was amazingly imposing, and said to Xu Hanshan, as an elder.

"So what?" Xu Hanshan laughed, "You have fought with my master dozens of times, and you have never won. I want to prove today that I will not be weaker than him. ”

Everyone was shocked, who is Chang Hu? Known as the strongest sword cultivator, he once used a small grass to cut through mountains and rivers, and once used a gasification sword to kill the strong man of the Xuanming peak snake demon. Even many Xuankong Realm powerhouses whose qi and blood were gradually weakening had told their disciples and grandchildren more than once not to provoke Chang Hu's madman easily, let alone let him catch him.

If Changhu has not appeared for many years, and only his prestige remains, Zhang Laodao can be regarded as a living myth. Looking at history, those with too strong a sense of justice can't survive one episode, and Zhang Laodao, who is not good at killing, is a supporting role in the supporting role.

It's always like this in the world, slap after slap on the face of people who want to see Zhang Laodao's jokes, in those years, he and Chang Hu were definitely the pride of the sky, and they all wore the halo of the protagonist.

Not to mention others, even a personal disciple like Xu Hanshan was suppressed to the point that the Dao heart was demonic, and few people in the same realm dared to speak out.

The elites of the Demon Capital Alliance, who arrived in a hurry, just heard Xu Hanshan's words, their eyes widened one by one, and they almost stuffed a goose egg in their mouths.

"Is that so?" Zhang Laodao knew Xu Hanshan's thoughts, and he didn't say anything, just smiled, "As you wish." ”

"This guy is too confident, the sword qi just now in our generation may only be able to resist by the Great Domain Tianjiao. But Zhang Daochang couldn't even defeat his division easily. Not to mention him. "Humane,Y smiled pathetically.

"What Brother Tai said is extremely true, this guy wants to be famous and wants to go crazy, no wonder he will be abolished for many years." The other is just as bad as it.

Immediately afterwards, many people around them said similar words, and they had one thing in common, they were all young people, and they were naturally arrogant and didn't need to say much. Suddenly, he found himself being overwhelmed by the momentum of his peers, and in addition to fear, he was jealous.

"Khooth!"

Xu Hanshan couldn't listen to the cynicism, and pulled out the broken sword for the first time, his hand trembled slightly, as if he couldn't hold the broken sword.

"Let's fight!" He took a deep breath and his gaze became more determined, he had been waiting for this battle for many years. When he was young, his wish was to fight all over the world, but later he was disabled and survived in the world, and his wish became a joke. Although the master who loved him ran everywhere, he could not save him.

Until Tang Chuan appeared and cured him, he once again had the opportunity to realize his youthful wishes, and he was naturally unwilling to give up. Not only for Tang Chuan, but also for himself.

"Let me clean you up for Chang Hu." Zhang Laodao had a serious face, jumped down, clenched the blue sky sword, and waited for the battle.

"Huh"

A sword light was thrown out by Xu Hanshan casually, and he saw him holding the sword flower, and the broken sword seemed to have a spirit, and the murderous aura was amazing.

"This is Chang Hu's broken sword !!" Someone told the origin of this sword, according to legend, this sword was carried by Chang Hu, killing people not only in Hengye, but also stained with blood, which is not comparable to the butcher Tang Chuan in their mouth.

"Chang Hu actually handed over the broken sword to this demon." An older generation of strong men said that his status is not low, and he has old grudges with Chang Hu, so he dares to call him by his name, and he crowns Xu Hanshan with a big hat of evil.

"But fortunately, Zhang Daochang brought the Blue Sky Sword, and in terms of weapons, it was even worse than that demon. I believe that the Taoist is strong, and he can kill this man without a few combinations. The young man who drove for Zhang Laodao also came, and he took the words of his predecessors and gritted his teeth.

Others looked sideways, in just a few breaths, countless sword qi exploded, Zhang Laodao only defended but not attacked, how could he kill Xu Hanshan in a few rounds.

"That's it?" At the foot of Xu Han Mountain, he gave birth to a lotus, stepping into the air, this is the secret method he obtained in his early years, it is said that it was created by the poet immortal Li Taibai, and with the swordsmanship he learned from Changhu, he can reach such a state in only 20 years.

"Lotus under your feet?" In the crowd, there was an ascetic monk with scars on his head and a gray cloth robe with wide eyes, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see that Xu Hanshan's technique was not Buddhism, but pure occult art.

"Zhang Laodao, the Sprinkle family is willing to help you!" He roared, his eyes glistening with gold.

Zhang Laodao, who was dozens of centimeters off the ground, was so shocked that he didn't have time to swing his sword qi, the ascetic was moved by him and came to watch the battle, how did he know that he would suddenly help himself at this moment?

Zhang Laodao was in the game, and he was pulled by Xu Hanshan, so he naturally didn't know why the ascetics came, and many onlookers had already scolded: "This bald donkey must have taken a fancy to Xu Hanshan's footwork." The feet give birth to green lotus, which is in line with their teachings. ”

"Bald donkey, you are looking for death!"

On the side, Tang Chuan saw that the bald donkey wanted to help Zhang Laodao, snorted coldly, grabbed the void in his hand, and a thunder sword appeared.

"Boom!"

Several thunderbolts were dragged by Tang Chuan and fell on the path of the ascetic's advance, wanting to stop him, but seeing that the ascetic was not afraid, his body was glowing with golden light, and he rushed over, even if the gray monk's robe on his body was black in the gray, and the skin was open.

"Resist the beating." Tang Chuan sneered, the thunder flashed, and the power was not weaker than Xu Hanshan's broken sword with all his strength, and it also had its own paralysis.

This sword was menacing, which surprised the ascetic, and at the same time, he had to take a step back, wave the giant Zen staff, and meet the thunder sword in Tang Chuan's hand head-on.

"This sword ......" The ascetic looked at the dense runes, his head hurt suddenly, his hands loosened, and he was almost killed by Tang Chuan with a sword.

"Great monk, if you have any last words, just say it." Tang Chuan said that he triggered thunder and lightning to fall from above the dervishe.

The dervish was shocked, a thunderbolt just now almost made him fall and now he came again!

"Hah!"

He slammed his efforts and urged the Zen staff with his spiritual power, and the huge force in his hand took advantage of the momentum to pass through the Zen staff, shaking Tang Chuan's tiger mouth numb.

"Today's revenge, pay it back tomorrow!" The ascetic retreated like a fly, dodged Tang Chuan's thunder and lightning, turned over and hid in the crowd, and let Tang Chuan's thunder and lightning knock over a bunch of people, and he was nowhere to be seen, slippery like a fish.

"Shame today, snow tomorrow!" Tang Chuan had an electric blade in his hand, and the purple thunder around him fell, like a god emperor, and several people fell to the ground with a shock just by the sound, thinking that the ascetic could hear what he said.

The audience was silent, a strong man in the Xuanming Realm was not weak and was defeated in a few moves, and was almost killed by Tang Chuan, but he didn't care about his face, turned around and fled without saying anything, and put down his cruel words.

If it were in the past, they would definitely be laughing at the Buddha sect hard. Today is different from the past, the Buddhist ascetics are still difficult to resist Tang Chuan, and they want to compete for the occult arts, but they make Tang Chuan's ferocity so concrete.

"This is your Demon Alliance!" Xu Hanshan grinned, he was not Tang Chuan, and he had never reached the Xuankong Realm, at this moment, it was very difficult to fight one of the strongest among the elders of the Xuanming Realm, and if it went on like this, no matter who won it, it would be a miserable victory.

"That bald donkey is not an old helper, he just takes a fancy to your occult arts." Zhang Laodao already knew the purpose of the bald donkey, and he didn't know how to whip him in his heart. If you don't say anything about your loss, you won't dare to move.

"Whether he's your helper or not, in short, you're going to lose!" Zhang Laodao, who Xu Hanshan killed, kept regressing, he knew the ending, and knew that those wastes were difficult to hurt Tang Chuan, so he hit and killed fiercely, mercilessly.

"Huh." Zhang Laodao sneered, and the blue sky sword in his hand was already densely covered with runes at some point, and the pattern formed was like a magic circle.