Head-to-head duel, one move to decide the winner.

I thought that the master would win, but now I vomited blood.

Jiang Yun knelt on the ground on one knee, looking very embarrassed but carried it down, but the ancestor seemed to be intact, but he was shocked and vomited blood.

It's clear who wins and who loses.

For many years, the Qingyu Daoist had not fought with anyone, let alone used his strongest combat power to draw a sword, and today he was defeated by a young man who was less than thirty years old.

Qingyu Dao people have regret and melancholy in their hearts, and they are more worried.

The attack power of this young man's knife was too strong, and only he knew how hard his body had been hit.

"Qingyu Daoist, sure enough, his reputation is well deserved."

Jiang Yun held the knife, stood up with his body propped up, took a few deep breaths in a row, and the crazy state on his body slowly subsided, gradually returning to normal.

Looking at Jiang Yun, Qingyu Daoist held his breath and controlled the churning qi and blood pressure in his body, "I lost." ”

Today is Wudang's misfortune, this defeat, many things will come one after another.

He really didn't think that this youth would have such a strong strength, but he also knew that this was not the end, it was just the beginning.

Lose or die.

Even if this person has an obsession with challenges, as a person who ignites a fire, he will never let him live.

"If I die, can you really go down the mountain?" Qingyu Daoist asked.

Jiang Yun nodded, "Man, make a promise, I will do what I say." ”

"Okay, I'll give you this life." Qingyu Dao is humane.

Who wants to die?

No one wants to die.

Even if he is a handful of years, Qingyu Dao people still want to live, not for the sake of individuals, but for the entire Wudang.

However, he knew very well that Jiang Yun was coming, he was alive, Jiang Yun would not stop, and Jiang Yun's existence threatened far more than the four sects under the mountain.

The only advantage is that Jiang Yun has a heart to pursue strength, not a despicable person.

Exchanging his own death for Jiang Yun's descent is the only choice.

"Master!"

All the Wudang disciples were moved.

"I hope you keep your word." Qingyu Daoist threw away the long sword, raised his palm, and slapped it on his forehead.

"Master, don't!"

Touch!

Just as the Qingyu Dao man's palm was about to fall, the palm was shaken open.

"Crazy?" The mad Taoist priest fell to his side.

"It's the Crazy Master."

Seeing the appearance of the mad Taoist, the Wudang disciples rekindled their hope.

The mad Taoist priest changed his normal state and stared at Jiang Yun with an indifferent face.

"Wudang crazy Taoist, Zhang Qingfeng, long admiration." Jiang Yundao.

The mad Taoist snorted coldly, "Go to my Wudang, kill my Wudang people, you really have no one who can control you?" ”

"I came up the mountain to challenge, and I came to kill people, and you two will die." Jiang Yun's attitude is still very resolute.

Taking a long breath, Jiang Yun said again, "When chaos comes, I will become a person who ignites fire, if I die, I admit it, and if any of you dies, you recognize it." ”

"Okay, then let me show you how to do it." The mad Taoist priest is usually informal, and his temper is still there.

This son killed people in Wudang, no matter what the reason, so many people have died, and he forced his senior brother to give up his life, this breath can't be swallowed.

Although the mad Taoist knew that even he might not be Jiang Yun's opponent, and he could force his senior brother to this point, Jiang Yun's strength could not be underestimated, but he couldn't help but fight.

However, the Qingyu Daoist held the mad Taoist priest tightly, "Senior brother, no, today is a difficult day in Wudang, and the overall situation is the most important." ”

The four sects joined forces, and they should not be underestimated.

More than 20 people have died in the martial arts, and two people have died in the older generation, and he is also seriously injured.

The sky is over, and the night is approaching.

The real fight has not yet begun.

"If God wants me to die in Wudang, it is fate, fate should be like this, it can't be changed, junior brother, I just hope that you will protect Wudang, they are all fresh lives."

"Master ......"

One by one, the Wudang disciples had red eyes and felt aggrieved.

They want to fight, but their strength is not enough.

"It's a big deal, if you want to destroy my Wudang, whoever comes will be broken out of his teeth."

The strong man broke his wrist and was forced to be helpless.

If Wudang could not be spared today, they would rather die in battle.

"Shut up!"

The mad Taoist shouted loudly, and grabbed the collar of the Qingyu Daoist, "Old Zamao, don't tell me that it's useless, I hope you really see the reality." ”

A powerful uninvited guest, and four sects are eyeing each other, even if he dies, what can he do, he can't change the situation, in this case, why not spare his life.

Even if the Qingyu Dao people were hit hard, they still had combat effectiveness.

The soul is immortal, and it lasts forever.

He is the soul of Wudang, how can he talk about life and death lightly.

"I don't care if you challenge or ignite the fire, if you kill my Wudang person today, you will have to pay the price, little fat man." The mad priest shouted again.

Bang!

A figure fell from the sky, and a deep pit was smashed into the ground.

I saw that the little fat man was red all over, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"This ...... It's Uncle Junior. ”

"How did he become like this?"

In Wudang, the little fat man is the only descendant of the mad Taoist, who is invincible in seniority, and he used to be relatively round, but now he has completely changed a person.

And the little fat man I see now has a strange and murderous aura all over his body, as if he was born to kill.

Far away, in the shadows.

"It's ......"

"What's wrong?"

"Enchanted."

"Enchanted?"

"Legend has it that about one hundred and fifty years ago, Wudang united with the Seven Great Sects to have a demon extermination operation, and that time besieged and killed a strong man who entered the demon, and went to a total of one hundred and thirty-six strong people, and the lowest strength was also the peak of the eighth level."

One hundred and thirty-six!

When his companion heard this, his face was shocked.

"That time, the Seven Great Sects suffered more than seventy percent of the casualties, and finally killed the demon powerhouse, and one of the survivors was the ancestor of the Qingyu Dao people, and since then, the demon blood has disappeared, I didn't expect it......

Okay, very good, it turns out that the demon blood has been in Wudang. ”

There was a burning heat on the face of the person who spoke, Wudang claimed to be a decent family, and the seven major factions were as famous as Shaolin, and he secretly collected demon blood, and also made the disciples in the sect demonized.

is a Wudang who deceives the world and steals his name, and he is a decent person.

"Everyone, it's time to go up the mountain."

Originally, I planned to wait for Jiang Yun to show up after I was done, but now I don't need to.

Wudang secretly hides demon blood, deceives the world and steals fame, and they have a high-sounding reason to go up the mountain.

This way.

The little fat man's eyes were like arrows, locking on Jiang Yun, his body trembled slightly, and he stretched out his hand to point at him, "You, the one who killed me Wudang, I, want your life." ”

Demonic!

Jiang Yun could clearly feel the demonic nature on the little fat man, not only was he not afraid, but on the contrary, he also burned with a strong fighting spirit.

In terms of aura, this person is stronger than the Qingyu Daoist and the Mad Daoist.

"This time, I'm not wrong, kill me, it's okay, provided you have the ability, I hope you can really do your best."