The sloppy Taoist has a restrained atmosphere, but his eyes are shining with a heart-shaking light, like sharp arrows.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, the sloppy Taoist standing at the door of the meditation room disappeared.

"Oops!"

"Kicked to the iron plate!"

The six supernatural people who had just ridiculed the sloppy Taoist knew that they had lost their eyes when they saw each other suddenly disappear at the door of the meditation room. Where is this a dying old man, this is simply a hidden powerhouse.

"Whew!"

A soft breeze blew, and a black adequateness suddenly froze, and he felt his body levitate uncontrollably.

"Nemo, help me!" the black adept looked at a stunned blond young man in front of him, with a look of horror on his face.

The black paranormal felt like he was drowning, and the resistance around him was increasing, and it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe.

In less than three breaths, the black powerhouse's face was pale, his lips were purple, and he suffocated to death.

Suffocation?

Isn't that?

The remaining five Adepts looked at each other, and one of them let out a low roar, his right hand jerked up, and a roll of water arrows erupted from his palm.

The sloppy Taoist slowly raised his head, and his old face did not show the slightest emotion, as if he looked at an ant.

"Whew!"

A row of afterimages appeared, and the water-based powerhouse's expression stiffened, and his neck was pinched by a withered palm.

"Up, save Nemo!"

"Kill him!"

"Coffey go for help!"

The three Adepts had solemn expressions and struck quickly, while the remaining one swept into the distance.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the strange man who was running towards the distance looked frightened and shouted, "Help me!"

"How is that possible?"

Under the horrified gaze of the three Adepts, the one who had fled for help was suspended in mid-air, as if a pair of invisible hands lifted him into the air.

The sloppy Taoist raised his eyelids, pinched the neck of the water-based powerhouse with his right hand, and shook it in the void with his left hand.

"Click!"

It was as if a mountain had collapsed, and the fleeing Adeptus had twisted his body, his bones rattling, and he died instantly.

"Run!"

"Can you escape?" The sloppy Daoist's right hand was for a while, and the head of the water powerhouse was tilted, and his breath was completely gone.

The cloudy eyes flowed with cold murderous intent and the sloppy Taoist figure floated like a fallen leaf, floating towards one of the supernatural beings.

On the pagoda in the distance, Li Ling's expression was calm, looking at the sloppy Taoist people who kept making moves, and one by one the supernatural people died in his hands.

"Whew!"

A roll of headwinds swept by, and Li Ling's figure disappeared into the pagoda.

The sloppy Taoist is like a god of death coming out of hell, and no one with any power can stop him.

Suddenly, the sloppy Taoist walking footsteps stagnated, and a touch of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

Behind the sloppy Taoist, Li Ling stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were bright, like vast stars.

"Sloppy senior, you Wudang shouldn't interfere in this matter!" Li Ling's calm voice sounded behind the sloppy Taoist.

"Shaolin was destroyed, can Wudang be spared?" The sloppy Taoist turned around slowly, wearing a navy blue Taoist robe without wind, and some bent waist poles gradually straightened, just like the pine peak of Wudang Mountain.

Catching up with the sloppy Taoist's cold gaze, Li Ling shrugged his shoulders and said, "Wudang has a lot of relationship with my Li family, and Li will not use force unless it is absolutely necessary!"

"You won't use force unless you have to?" the sloppy Taoist smiled, "In your eyes, what is the last resort?"

"Sloppy seniors, the ancient martial arts world of China is too loose. The world's underground forces, the most powerful in the ancient martial arts world of China. However, they are often oppressed by other forces, why is this? It is because our ancient Chinese martial arts circles are in their own way, and each family only sweeps the snow in front of the door. Staring at the sloppy Taoist, Li Ling was helpless in his heart, if it was unnecessary, he didn't want to fight with the sloppy Taoist.

"The ancient martial arts world of China has always been like this, from ancient times to the present, none of the people who want to integrate the ancient martial arts world of Huaxia have come to a good end. Li Ling, I advise you to stop it now, if not, it will be a catastrophe!" said the sloppy Taoist with a cold face.

Indeed, the ancient martial arts world of China has been inherited so far and has never been unified, even if it is the previous martial arts alliance master, it is only verbally recognized by the major sects, but it is impossible to meddle in the affairs of other sects.

But now it is different from before, heaven and earth will change greatly, if they can't be united, the ancient martial arts world of China will be destroyed.

"Sloppy senior, this world has been changing, and the ancient martial arts world of China also needs to change. What the ancients couldn't do doesn't mean that I, Li Ling, can't do it! The predecessors of Faxuan and Miaofa are all working hard for future generations, but I am different, I only want to live in the present. Li Ling took a deep breath and said, "Sloppy senior, how about we make a bet?"

"How are you going to bet, what are you going to bet on?"

"We don't need to be angry, we just rely on martial arts. If the sloppy predecessor wins, I, Li Ling, will stop immediately, but if Li is lucky to win. Then, Li hopes that the sloppy seniors will not interfere in the affairs of Shaolin, and persuade the Wudang high-level to surrender to Li!" Li Ling's eyes flashed exquisitely.

The sloppy Taoist half-squinted his eyes and stared at Li Ling, wanting to see something from his face.

It's a pity that the current Li Ling is no longer the original gentleman, although he can't be called a scheming man, he can still hide his emotions.

After pondering for a moment, the sloppy Taoist nodded and said, "Okay, I should make this bet!"

In the eyes of sloppy Taoists, Li Ling's strength is indeed strong, but that is because he is really majestic and cultivates both inside and outside. If he only relied on martial arts, the sloppy Taoist thought that he could crush Li Ling.

Martial arts are not something that can be cultivated to the limit in a short period of time.

Especially the combat experience, which needs to be laid by one battle after another.

The sloppy Taoist has lived for more than a hundred years, and has fought countless battles in his life, and his combat experience has been engraved into his bones, even if he loses his true qi, with his combat experience alone, it is not something that ordinary dark martial artists can resist.

Hearing the sloppy Taoist's agreement, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Ling's mouth, and his right hand stretched out and made a 'please' gesture.

"You're a junior, you go first!"

"Okay!" Li Ling was not pretentious, agreed, and made a sudden move.

Kicking the ground, like a cheetah pounced on food, his right hand became a palm, his left hand became a knife, his eyes were cold, and he killed a sloppy Taoist.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, the sloppy Taoist clasped his hands roundly, his face was calm, and he entered a fighting state.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two fought quickly, although they did not show their true qi, but every move and style had a mysterious meaning.

"Hug the circle, sprinkle!"

As soon as they fought, the sloppy Taoist knew that he had underestimated Li Ling, so he no longer showed mercy and showed the loose hands in Wudang Taijiquan.

The right hand slid as if a fish was swimming in the water, sticking to Li Ling's shoulder, and swept by.

"Bang Bang!"

A dull slapping sound sounded from Li Ling's shoulder.