He Taichong's sword was fast.

The Kunlun faction is located in the Western Regions, and the swordsmanship is naturally very different from the Central Plains, that sword light strikes the sky, the sword is sharp and powerful, and the danger is extraordinary.

Without any spare hand, He Taichong started with a sneak attack, and naturally it was impossible to give in again.

The dragon slayer knife is bound to be obtained!

Everyone's eyes were focused on the delicate little Dao Master, could he take this sword?

Song Yuanqiao was worried, and the rest of the Seven Heroes were also worried.

They secretly praised He Taichong in their hearts for being the head of a faction for decades, the essence of swordsmanship, and the depth of his skills, but they were afraid that among the first-class masters, it would be difficult to find an opponent at all, but they were all ready to save Mo Li at any time.

Only Zhang Sanfeng's old god is here, and he looks like he has a good show, and he is obviously extremely confident in Mo Li.

Mo Li stood in place, holding the hilt of his sword with an indifferent expression.

It seems that what stabbed on the opposite side is not the sword of Kunlun's master, but the child's play, which can't help but make people wonder if this little Taoist with extraordinary martial arts has been robbed of his mind by this sword.

After all, this sword is too fast and too fast, and none of the heroes who came here in the field think they can compare!

Suddenly, Mo Li!

Just when the sword light was less than a foot away from him, another sword light suddenly lit up!

Like the heavenly river hanging upside down, that long sword, blooming with incomparably brilliant sword light, dazzling and abnormal, brilliant, just like the nine heavens, the Milky Way fell 3,000 feet, its momentum is mighty, and it is difficult to resist!

Wudang swordsmanship, flowing clouds and waterfalls!

While!

Two long swords clashed in the void, sparks flying everywhere, and momentum flying.

Mo Li's expression was indifferent, as immobile as a mountain, but He Taichong's face was pale, his toes were a little towards the ground, his figure was rapidly retreating, and there was already a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth!

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

Everyone can see that He Taichong has already failed, but no one can believe their eyes!

After all, Fang Cai and Xian Yutong fought each other, Mo Li showed a good swordsmanship, he is indeed a clever swordsman, but Fang Cai's sword, neither of the two has ever stabbed each other, the long sword strikes, the competition is more internal force!

He Taichong is the head of the Kunlun faction, a figure who has been famous for decades, and his internal strength is no better than that of a small Taoist?

Even if he cultivates from his mother's womb, he may not be able to have such a high level of internal strength!

"Master, this is ......"

Song Yuanqiao was shocked, he looked at Zhang Sanfeng, and stopped talking.

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled, and said, "As you think, Li'er and Kendo have extraordinary talents. ”

"Come again!"

He Taichong was not convinced, his figure flickered, the long sword in his hand was virtual and real, and he couldn't see it clearly, but the sword light was full of murderous and restrained spirit, but there were many hidden hands in it, it was the Liangyi Divine Sword of the Kunlun Sect that was powerful in the world!

He made up his mind not to fight with Mo Li, and wanted to rely on his swordsmanship to find flaws to win.

Mo Li's expression remained the same, but his breath became more and more fierce, the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed obliquely, the movement was slow, partial and fast as electricity, everyone only felt that the white light flashed in front of them, that long sword, as if above the clouds, the immortal fell his fingers, floating out of the dust, full of fairy energy, it was difficult to figure out the sword path at all!

Wudang swordsmanship, immortals show the way!

Shout!

The two figures were separated at the touch of a button, but a touch of blood flashed.

On Zhenwu Square, for a while, only the sound of the mountain wind was left.

It's just because Mo Li's sword has a touch of scarlet blood.

Quiescence! Quiescence!

He Taichong was defeated, and the dignified head of Kunlun was defeated in the hands of a third-generation disciple of Wudang!

This is even more unacceptable than the defeat of Fang Cai Xian Yutong, after all, Xian Yutong has not made a move, but He Taichong is going all out, and even sneak attack to strike first!

He didn't spare a hand!

This point, the group of heroes present knew it well, among the two swords of He Taichong, the sword light was so fierce and the murderous aura was so cold that their onlookers were all cold!

However, the little road leader with a cold face in the field, the sword light is more powerful, the swordsmanship is more clever, one style of flowing clouds and waterfalls, and one style of immortals to guide the way, it is no longer like a mortal sword!

The head of Kunlun, who was still in high spirits, was full of lost soul at the moment.

Blood flowed from his shoulder, but he didn't realize it, just looked at Mo Li in a daze.

Mo Li put the sword into the sheath and said indifferently: "You are defeated." ”

His tone was very calm, as if he had defeated not the dignified Kunlun master, but an unruly martial artist.

"I am defeated, and I am not unjustly defeated."

He Taichong let out a long sigh and said, "At a young age, you have already touched the level of sword intent, you are really a sword wizard, the old man admires!" ”

What is Sword Intent?

There are three realms of swordsmanship, entering the hall, the furnace is favored, and it is superb!

The so-called entering the house is to master the swordsmanship, one move and one style, there is no mistake, ordinary people want to do this, at least ten years of swordsmanship.

As for the favor, it is not only time, but also understanding. When the sword is out, it is no longer confined to the swordsmanship itself, facing the enemy, one move and one style, easy to come, and even flashing with inspiration, occasionally there are wonderful moves, defeating the enemy and the unexpected, this is the realm that the first-class swordsman in the rivers and lakes can achieve.

And out of the gods, it is the realm of sword intent!

Superior swordsmanship, in addition to the move itself, all have sword intent contained in it, and comprehend the sword intent, when the sword is released, one point of force can be used to make three points of force, and the power is greatly increased, and non-top masters can not understand the mystery!

And Mo Li's two swords, it is clear that he has insight into the sword intent, because his skills may not be deeper than He Taichong, but he can easily defeat them, relying on the realm to suppress people!

failed to get through the second vein of Ren Du, so he first comprehended the sword intent, this talent, no wonder He Taichong wanted to say a word about the prodigy of swordsmanship!

The Wudang Seven Heroes were all silent.

Especially Yin Liting, his swordsmanship qualifications are the most outstanding among the Seven Heroes, but for sword intent, it is still in the clouds, but he can't leave this little doll who grew up under his nose, not only does his internal strength become first-class, but his swordsmanship also climbs into the realm of sword intent, what do you let him think?

"Master, you already knew?" Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but ask.

His own disciple is now showing his skills again and again, but he knows nothing, although it is very surprising, but it also makes him feel very incompetent!

Zhang Sanfeng smiled: "I only knew it two years earlier than you." ”

Two years ago, Mo Li was about to comprehend the fur of sword intent.

"Please go down the mountain."

Mo Li said softly, perfectly interpreting the image of a ruthless swordsman.

There are many things that Zhang Sanfeng is inconvenient to do, but he is convenient to do.

The righteous sect must have the appearance of the righteous sect, Zhang Sanfeng's identity cannot be arbitrarily shot at the same master of the righteous sect, but his small third-generation disciple has no such concerns.

And in front of everyone's eyes, whether it is Huashan or Kunlun, even a third-generation disciple of Wudang can't beat it, what face is left on the mountain?

"Who else wants to know Xie Xun's whereabouts, just shoot."

Mo Li said in a calm tone.

The heroes present were stunned, this is a master who wants to overthrow their gangs and factions with one person and one sword? !

A wave of anger suddenly rushed into their hearts, this kid is so angry!

However, when they saw the fate of Xian Yutong and He Taichong, that anger disappeared without a trace.

Crazy, people have crazy capital!

The heroes present, although there are many people, but there are basically no martial arts higher than these two heads, especially He Taichong, with deep internal strength, high swordsmanship, and almost no opponent in the realm of first-class masters!

"Hahaha, what a hero out of a teenager!"

Just when the room was full of silence, a burst of old laughter suddenly came out, but there was an old man in the Kongtong faction who laughed and said: "The high sword technique of the little path is rare in the world, the five elders of Kongtong, teach the little path chief stunt!" ”

The implication of his words is that there are five enemies and one person!

Mo Shenggu was young and vigorous, couldn't look past it, and shouted loudly: "Tang Wenliang, you Kongtong are so shameless, the five of you are all three hundred years old, and you want to shoot together?!" ”

Qunhao also had a burst of disdain, but Tang Wenliang looked indifferent, joking, what kind of shamelessness, the dragon slaying knife is the most important!

He said loudly: "Mo Qixia's words are wrong, my five brothers are all prosperous and one is lost, for one person is five people together, and for thousands of troops and horses, five people are also on the same side!" ”

"Oh, is that so?"

Yu Lianzhou suddenly sneered and said, "In this way, the Wudang Seven Heroes have taught the five elders of Kongtong their stunts, I don't know if Elder Tang will use five against five, or five against seven?" ”

"This ......"

Tang Wenliang was dumb all of a sudden, the Seven Heroes of Wudang, the famous martial arts, no matter which way, they are by no means opponents!

Seeing that he couldn't answer, the heroes laughed happily, and many people also made sarcastic remarks, which made the disciples sent by Kongtong blush with shame.

However, just when the Kongtong faction couldn't come to the stage, and the siege of Wudang was about to be solved, a sudden change occurred!

I only heard an old voice outside the mountain gate: "Shaolin faction is empty, and the two junior disciples of Kongzhi and emptiness have come to congratulate Wudang Zhang Zhenren on his 100th birthday!" ”

The sound contains a very strong internal force, which spreads throughout the audience!

Shaolin Temple has arrived!

Hearing this voice, in an instant, the heroes who had planned to go down the mountain immediately became active again.

And the Wudang faction, their faces changed suddenly!

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