Zuo Daoren put his two fingers together, and the red sword behind him drew a long rainbow and slashed towards the big red coffin.

The left Taoist people are surrounded by their hands, and their breath is lingering. The red sword flew in the air, the sword body emitted a molten heat, and the left Dao man's right hand formed a sword and pointed at the big red coffin, and the sword of the red sword magnified a hundred times, rushing towards the big red coffin!

In the big red coffin, the ancestor of the Yao family screamed, the coffin lid opened to meet the red sword, the two collided, sparks splashed, and there was a huge sound, and the coffin lid was knocked over by the red sword, and the mountain wall was knocked into a loud bang. However, it soon fell back to the coffin, intact.

"Back to the sheath!" Zuo Daoren pointed his sword, and the red sword arced back into the scabbard behind him.

Zuo Daoren glanced back at his grandfather, who was fighting with Yao Luoying, and said, "Brother, you left me the old goods in this coffin, I'm afraid it's older than the two of us combined!" ”

On the other side, Yao Luoying was surrounded by dozens of swords, his five fingers were opened, and the strong Dao Qi controlled these swords to shoot at his grandfather from all directions, and his grandfather danced his spear and flew all the spears, he suddenly jumped towards Yao Luoying, Yao Luoying was furious, his eyes were bloodshot, and the giant deer bronze cage flew to his grandfather, and his grandfather was knocked back with a horizontal spear. It took seven or eight steps back before stopping.

Grandpa glanced back at Zuo Daoren and said, "If you can't beat it, just say it." ”

When Zuo Daoren heard his grandfather say this, he raised his eyebrows and said: "As soon as my Zuo Daoist comes out, who will compete in the world!" ”

After Zuo Daoren finished speaking, he kicked his feet, reflexively flew towards the big red coffin, and the big red coffin also hit head-on at this time, Zuo Daoren lay on the coffin and didn't know what to do, this coffin was stronger than gold and iron, even his red sword couldn't cut it, he could only be beaten passively, and he was helpless for a while.

"Hey, old Taoist. Then! Ji Zizheng, who was below, shouted at the left Daoist and threw a round thing at him.

Zuo Daoren subconsciously stretched out his hand to take it, he listened to the sneering sound of the thing in his hand, and hurriedly asked, "What did you throw to Xiao Lao'er?!" ”

"Grenade!" Ji Zi argued and shouted, the wind on the top of Lushan Mountain is strong, and there are many noisy people at this time, and the people on the left may not be able to hear it.

"What's that?" Zuo Daoren really didn't hear clearly.

An Xiaowu on the side made a "boom" gesture and mouth shape to the left Daoist, and the left Daoist blew his beard and scolded with a glare, and hurriedly pulled out the red sword behind him and inserted it under the coffin lid, opening a gap, seeing that they were about to crash into the cliff opposite the top of Lushan Mountain, the Daoist threw the grenade into the big red coffin and immediately glided towards the open space on the shore.

"You kid want to blow up my old man?" Zuo Daoren glared at Ji Zizheng with raised eyebrows and said.

Ji Zizheng's face was a little embarrassed, and just about to speak, there was a muffled sound from inside the coffin, the coffin lid flew up, and there was a violent coughing sound from the coffin, and there was a puff of red and yellow smoke, but then, the coffin lid flew back again. The big red coffin fell from the sky.

"Look for death!" The ancestor of the Yao family was furious, and his voice sounded even older.

At this moment, a very fast qi suddenly came from inside the coffin, so fast that I didn't have time to react Ji Zizheng flew out and fell to the edge of the cliff!

"Zi Zheng!" We shouted and watched Himeko fall towards the cliff.

Below, there are mountain streams, and the rushing water and craggy rocky banks will break his bones! Song Gang was covered with gold, and wanted to jump down to save Ji Zizheng, but Zuo Daoren stopped him, he swiped up with two fingers together, and read a sentence in his mouth: "Out of the sheath!" ”

The red sword came out of its sheath, like a red bird drawing a red arc and rushing towards Ji Zizheng under the mountain stream.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, watching Ji Zizheng being dragged up by the red sword with his clothes, Zuo Daoren breathed a sigh of relief, and his face was full of sweat.

"If you don't do it yet, kill them all!" The ancestor of the Yao family in the big red coffin said angrily.

The disciples of the Yao family listened to the order of the ancestor of the Yao family and rushed up, the snow ape stood in front of us and all the people flew away, the left Taoist snorted coldly, and the red sword in his hand shuttled back and forth, the disciples of the Yao family all died on the spot, the red sword was in the air, such as the rainbow in the sky, although the disciples of the Yao family were all proficient in martial arts, but they were helpless to meet such a master, the art of the sword, that is a rumored thing, I don't know if it has been lost for hundreds of years, how do you know that an old Taoist on this Lu Mountain will be so immortal?

The red sword shone brightly, carrying a raging fire, like an ancient sword descending from the sky, braving the red flames and shaking the Yao family's disciples back.

The red sword trembled, and the fingers of the left Daoist were slightly bent.

"Not enough gas, aren't you?" The ancestor of the Yao family in the coffin sneered.

Zuo Daoren was sweating profusely, and his face was a little pale and said, "If you are not afraid of death, you can try it!" ”

"Yo, I said it so loudly, who should I be, it turned out to be the braggart king of decades ago." A shrill voice suddenly came from the winding mountain road below.

Immediately afterwards, an old man with flamboyant eyebrows walked over, followed by several people with extraordinary temperament, and a group of young people wearing various colored robes walked down the mountain.

"Yes, as soon as the left Taoist comes out of the world, who competes with each other, I am so scared that I almost dare to come up." Another Taoist with black and white hair said in a shrill voice.

Zuo Daoren looked at the people who came, snorted and said: "It turned out to be a group of rabble, relying on your master to do evil in the world, deceiving me Lushan and no one in the cave, what age is it, don't stay in your own Taoist temple to cheat and eat and drink, come to my Lushan to make a lot of fun?" ”

"Hehe, it seems that you are practicing the Dao technique well now, and you are very confident." The man with black and white hair said.

Syllable!

Zuo Daoren slapped out, and the black and white man immediately covered his face and fell to the side, his eyes showed horror, and he pointed at Zuo Daoren and said angrily: "You! ”

"What am I?" Zuo Daoren snorted. "The road of no return to Lushan has always been difficult to climb, my faction's Taoism pays attention to a late bloomer, and it is not fruitless to practice hard for decades, but the Taoist body is pressed, if it weren't for my master warning me not to kill, you don't know how many times you have died!"

"Brother Zuo is really powerful, and Huo has been admiring him for a long time." Said the man at the head with a flamboyant eyebrow, he was wearing a white suit, he was tall and muscular, and his eyebrows and hair were faintly red.

"Huo Qitian?" Zuo Daoren asked suspiciously.

Huo Qitian responded: "It's exactly below." ”

Zuo Daoren asked: "You are a lot stronger, during the Anti-Japanese War, the older generation of Xuanmen people were either killed or injured, why, I haven't seen you for decades, you became the master of the Xuanmen in the Central Plains?" ”

Huo Qitian said: "The master of Xuanmen doesn't dare to be it, so he eats in the Taoist temple." ”

"And what are you here for?" Zuo Daoren asked.

"Huo Zhenren has to report to you when he comes to Lushan!" A disciple in a red Dao robe behind Huo Qitian pointed angrily at the left Daoist. Macro and low memorization skills.

As soon as this disciple finished speaking, he flew up in the air, and was pinched by the neck of the Zuo Daoist on the edge of the cliff.

At this time, Yao Luoying and his grandfather had also stopped, and the disciples of the Yao family stood at both ends of the station, with a golden coffin and copper cage in the middle.

"Hehe, when my old man speaks, the most annoying thing is that someone interjects, especially someone who has no one in his eyes!"

Zuo Daoren's actions made the young Daoists standing on the winding mountain road pull out the swords in their hands, Huo Qitian raised the hand behind his back, and the disciples behind him quickly withdrew their swords.

Zuo Daoren snorted, and threw the person he was holding in his hand under the cliff and mountain stream, and everyone looked angrily and did not dare to speak.

"Huo Zhenren really taught a group of good apprentices, taking advantage of the Lushan Rebellion to bring them out to see the cruelty of this world?" After Zuo Daoren finished speaking, he turned to look at Huo Qitian and said: "Wu Zhenren has not passed away yet, who gave you the courage to dare to call yourself a real person!" ”

Huo Qitian's eyes showed a hint of resentment, but it quickly disappeared, and he said: "Brother Zuo is angry, the disciples are ignorant, and they don't know that the real person is the exclusive name of the Dao Zun. ”

"Then let me ask you, what are you doing with the Xuanmen disciples from all sects and sects in the Central Plains to my Lushan?"

Huo Qitian said: "Bring your disciples to come and experience it." ”

"Who do you want to practice with my old way?"

"Don't dare."

"Hmph, presumably you also came for the thousand-year-old Tai Sui King and the Yin Soldier Talisman in the golden coffin and bronze cage!"

"So what? I'm not afraid of you! At this time, a woman's voice suddenly sounded, and from behind the crowd, a female Taoist came out.

The female Taoist's voice was indifferent, her phoenix eyebrows were angry, she was holding a handful of dust in her hand, and she flew over the trees on the side of the mountain, she glanced at everyone and said, "Who is the thousand-year-old Tai Sui King in?" ”

When the female Taoist asked, everyone looked at me in unison.