This change also surprised Yang Ling and Wen Qing on the side.

Yang Lingzheng was staring at Herme, naturally it was not easy to shoot at will, but if the Wudang side was in trouble or invincible, he would not stand idly by, and he originally saw that Li Xuanzong and the others could defeat Wu Liukui, so he retracted his thoughts, but he didn't think that the other party would use a secret weapon, which made Wang Luofeng and Song Yunshan immediately injured.

And Hermo also looked at Yang Ling on the side, always feeling that this son was not simple, thinking that Zhang Jinshan was not in Wudang anyway, so he was not in a hurry to make a move, and then saw Wu Liukui injuring the two, and he was happy to see it in his heart.

Wu Liukui couldn't help but show a trace of disappointment in his eyes when he saw that his hidden weapon poisonous needles were exhausted, but how could he be his opponent with Li Xuanzong alone.

"The stinky Taoist priest of the Wudang faction knows that there are many to bully the little, and the so-called famous and decent people are nothing more than that, if you fight alone, how can you be my opponent!"

As he spoke, he attacked with the judge's pen in his hand.

Although Li Xuanzong was worried about the injuries of his junior and disciples, he didn't have time to check it at the moment, and when he saw that Wu Liukui's move was a little more fierce and ruthless than before, he couldn't help but increase the pressure sharply.

Although Wudang's swordsmanship is exquisite, but at the moment his heart is in chaos, he could have resisted dozens of hundreds of moves, but now he is only seven or eight moves, and he is already sweating profusely, and some of them can't resist.

"Wen Qing, go and help Daoist Li repel the demon cultists!"

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

Wen Qing responded, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, accompanied by the sound of Qingming, and killed Wu Liukui.

This was the first time he had fought with a member of the Demon Sect, and in addition to being vigilant at all times in his heart, he was faintly happy.

When the judge's pen in Wu Liukui's hand rotated around his fingers, the end of the pen hit Li Xuanzong's left shoulder, and the latter's left arm suddenly felt sore and hurriedly retreated.

Just when Wu Liukui was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, a sharp sword light crossed in front of him, and his heart sank, and he immediately stopped, waved his hand and struck away the opponent's sword blade with the judge's pen.

I saw a young man standing in front of him with a sword, and the momentum around his body was circulating, which was quite eye-catching, and he was not a mortal at first glance.

Wu Liukui remembered, wasn't this the person who was clever and tongue-in-the-art before, claiming to be the great disciple of the Infinite Sword Sect!

"I can't imagine that you are still a kendo master at such a young age!"

He said with some jealousy in his eyes.

Wen Qing's face was inexplicable, and he let out a sneer: "There are still many things you can't think of!" ”

How could you imagine that the one standing next to me was a peerless master of martial arts!

Wu Liukui thought that the other party was laughing at his lack of knowledge, and a trace of anger suddenly appeared on his face.

I think you are so young and so ignorant of the sky, then the master of this hall will not spare you.

He and Zhou Cang have been famous in the rivers and lakes for twenty or thirty years, but at this moment, they have been repeatedly ridiculed by this stinky boy, and it will be unbearable for anyone to change them.

Thinking like this in his heart, Wu Liukui made another move, and his moves became more and more vicious, focusing on the opponent's vital points.

Wen Qing didn't have the powerful horizontal kung fu of Zhou Cang, which made Wu Liukui hit it, and if he didn't die, he had to be seriously injured, so he immediately raised his sword to block it.

Although it is rare to fight with others, but with the gain brought by the subtlety of the sword, the opponent's moves have become not difficult to resolve in his eyes, and it is a blade that is slightly shorter than a sword, just in the competition of moves, Wu Liukui will inevitably fall behind.

Of course, internal strength is still his shortcoming, as long as he wrestles and fights, he can not fight against him, and when Yang Ling or Chu Yanqing frees up his hand, this battle will be over.

Li Xuanzong, who was injured on the side, hurriedly gave Song Yunshan and Wang Luofeng an antidote pill, and then forcibly suppressed his true breath, again

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entered the battle and dealt with Wu Liukui with Wen Qing.

The two joined forces, Wu Liukui also felt a lot of pressure, especially this Wen Qing, the swordsmanship was weird, no matter where he attacked from, he could anticipate the opportunity and stop his offensive in advance, it was really hell!

However, he still can't see through the opponent's swordsmanship, but if he encounters something that he can't resist, he can only retreat, and the good situation falls short.

And Li Xuanzong is not an ordinary person, after all, he can be the figure of the sixth generation of disciples and senior brothers of the Wudang faction, and his swordsmanship and martial arts are all first-class, and this skill is only a step worse than Wu Liukui, with his help, Wen Qing's confidence suddenly increased.

The two can not only drag each other, but when they join forces, even if they defeat Wu Liukui, they may not necessarily.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Looking at Wen Qing's ethereal and unpredictable swordsmanship moves, and the enemy's first moves, Hermo couldn't help but praise.

However, although the swordsmanship is good, the internal skills are still too far behind.

Although a few people only reached a temporary cooperation, it was a success, but the first defeat of the ally could not, he walked forward slowly, as if he wanted to help Wu Liukui first.

Seeing this, Yang Ling also took a step forward and stopped in front of him.

"It's better for the master to stand still!"

"Why?"

Hermer gave him an interesting look.

"Master shot, I can't watch here!"

Yang Ling said lightly.

"Hehe, interesting, Xiaoyou doesn't seem to be an ordinary person!"

Hermo met the other party's gaze and couldn't help but tremble, but still pretended to be calm.

"Monks value peace, and it's good for the master to stand!"

Hermo was dressed in a saffron monk's robe, and wore a big red hat like a cockscomb on his head, although his face was extremely vicious like a lion and a tiger, but he held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, which was somewhat similar to the original dress of Virujaya, so Yang Ling recognized him as a foreign monk.

And the Esoteric Vajra sect is indeed a branch of Buddhism.

Hermo smiled slightly: "What if the old man makes a move?" ”

"I'll do it!"

Yang Ling didn't say a word of nonsense, and was concise and to the point.

"In this way, the old man can only try Xiaoyou's kung fu!"

As soon as Hermo raised his hands, the monk's robe on his body fell to the ground, revealing a pair of powerful arms, with green tendons and knotted muscles, faintly with golden light.

Yang Ling raised his eyebrows and said secretly: "Another master of horizontal practice?" ”

He could clearly feel the strong strength of the opponent's body, just clenching his fists, there was great power, and a wave of qi rushed to his face, terrifying.

"But which Dao Master borrowed a sword from me!"

During the time when Yang Ling's power dissipated, after learning to use the sword, he rarely brought a sword, and now he is also a guest in the Wudang Sect, so he naturally will not hold a sword in his hand.

"Yang Shaoxia takes the sword!"

I only heard a green voice outside the Zixiao Palace, which was several zhang high, and immediately, a white blade was thrown from afar, facing the morning light, emitting a dazzling light.

However, the strength of the person who lost the sword seemed to be a little insufficient, and when the long sword fell and fell, there was still a distance of ten zhang from Yang Ling.

Seeing this, the Wudang disciple couldn't help but blush, and secretly said that he was useless.

Even Hermer couldn't help but scoff.

However, Yang Ling was standing with his back to him, seeing that the long sword was about to land, he suddenly raised his right hand and shouted: "The sword is coming!" ”

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I saw that the long sword immediately made a clanging tremble in the air, and then the ghost sent a god, and flew into Yang Ling's hand like a swimming dragon, and in an instant, the whole house was silent!

The Wudang disciples outside Zixiao Palace widened their eyes one after another, their expressions of disbelief.

Not far away, a plain-clothed woman also witnessed this scene, her apricot eyes were round, her beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and her delicate face was full of surprise and astonishment.

Hermo was even more frightened and took a step back, as if struck by lightning.

How... How is it possible, could it be the beggar gang's crane control and dragon capture skill?

No, there was no trace of true qi fluctuation before, and the sword was as if it flew into the opponent's hand on its own, what kind of clever kung fu was this!

Hermo has lived most of his life, and he has seen a lot of magic secrets, but this is the first time that something as weird as this is today.

For example, this kind of kung fu of taking things from the air, how can it not be driven by internal force and true qi, it is simply against the common sense of martial arts!

However, Yang Ling was indifferent, and his heart was suddenly in his heart.

After his sword path entered the realm of form and meaning, if he wanted to, he could naturally influence the long swords around him to use for his own use.

The meaning of the sword is invisible, and it is difficult for people who do not practice the way of the sword to perceive it, unless Yang Ling deliberately shows off, otherwise among the people present, even Chu Yanqing may not be able to detect it, maybe Wen Qing can perceive it.

When he was in the Peach Blossom Winery that day, he used it, spreading out with supreme sword intent, directly affecting the six doors, and it was difficult for everyone to hold the blade in their hands.

glanced at the light and spiritual long sword in his hand, although it was not extremely sharp, it was enough!

Seeing the opponent's long sword in his hand, his temperament changed in an instant, and the whole person was as powerful as a divine weapon, Hermo suddenly wanted to pick up the clothes on the ground, and then put them back on, and said: Misunderstanding!

It's just that this kind of thought is just thinking about it in his heart, and he can't afford to lose this person.

"You, you young man is very weird, the old man allows you to strike first!"

Hermer's eyelids twitched, and he said after a stir in his Adam's apple.

Seeing him like this, Yang Ling couldn't help but laugh: "It's okay!" ”

With that, his long sword swept across, and a condensed aura slashed straight towards Herme.

Herme's heart jumped, the shot was such a powerful sword qi?

Although he worships under the Vajra Sect, he usually cultivates some strange blades and moves, but he still knows the general common sense, such as the sword has sword qi, the sword has a sword gang and the like, but it is limited to this, like the realm after the sword qi is completely unknown.

Moreover, the people of the Vajra Sect live deep in Mongolia, most of the time they are in the sect to practice esoteric martial arts, very few people come to the Central Plains, in their cognition, their own sect's martial arts are unparalleled in the world, as long as they practice well, they are enough to be invincible in the world, and they need to study the martial arts of the Central Plains or other sects.

Therefore, in their martial arts cognition, there are general defects.

Only a small number of people who have fought with the powerhouses of the Central Plains know the horror of sword cultivation.

"Although this sword qi is strong, it may not be able to help me!"

Hermo let out a low roar, crossed his arms in front of him, neither made a move nor dodged, as if he wanted to directly resist Yang Ling's extremely powerful sword Dao Qi.

He has his own miraculous skills, and if he really wants to fight, it is not without a chance of winning.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to go to this martial arts!

Clang!

Bang!!!

The sword slashed at Herme's arm, and immediately made a sound of fine iron colliding, and the diffused Gang Qi directly shattered the green bricks around him, spreading for several feet......

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