At the foot of Wudang Mountain, in the Sword Pavilion.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang sat in the pavilion, each with a fragrant tea in front of them.

Although three years is not a long time, the Seven Heroes have all increased their old age compared to the past.

Beside them, there was a tall and handsome young man standing, the man hung a long sword at his waist, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of confidence and calmness, which was the momentum accumulated by the experience of the rivers and lakes and the defeat of opponents of the same age again and again.

In three years, I still lost Zhang Sanfeng's three years, and Wudang was worried and walked on thin ice.

Although, all the rivers and lakes regard Wudang as the number one faction in the world, but in the good times of cooking oil, it is the two highest combat power in the door that are lost, how can you let Wudang Seven Heroes completely put down a heart?

"Senior brother, I was called to wait this time, I don't know what ......it is," Yu Daiyan asked puzzled.

In today's martial arts, there seems to be no major event that requires the seven of them to go out together, and he is participating in the two Tai Chi exercises left by Zhang Sanfeng to reach a critical moment.

"Third brother, look at the sword in the eldest brother's hand!" Yin Liting said loudly.

When everyone heard this, they all looked towards Song Yuanqiao, but they saw that in addition to the sword hanging from Song Yuanqiao's waist, there was also a sword on his side, the scabbard was black, the style was simple, and it was very familiar.

This is......

Yu Lianzhou frowned, and said with a solemn expression: "This is the meridian sword left by Li'er, big brother, what do you mean by taking this sword?!" ”

The rest of the Seven Heroes, when they heard the name Meridian Sword, were all solemn for a while.

This sword is not only the pride of the Wudang faction, but also the damage to the Wudang faction.

"Li'er has reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and with the sword intent alone, he forced the white-clothed sword king to abandon the sword and withdraw from the rivers and lakes." Song Yuanqiao said in a calm tone.

The rest of the Seven Heroes, including Song Qingshu, all gasped, and the information contained in this short sentence was really amazing!

"Li'er has changed!"

Yu Lianzhou suddenly smiled and said: "If back then, with his temperament, the people of the Ming Sect dared to ask him to do it, even if he was a white-clothed sword king, if he didn't leave his life, he would have to be abolished martial arts!" ”

Wudang all laughed when they heard this, this is indeed the truth, the masters of the rivers and lakes who had worked with Mo Li back then did not end well in the end, their nephew is not a good talker.

However, Song Yuanqiao didn't laugh, he gently stirred the teacup, and said with a solemn face: "You are wrong, Li'er has not changed, it's just that the white-clothed sword king is not worth his shot." ”

His eyes looked in the northwest direction, and he said in a deep tone: "Sitting in the Taoist Temple for three years, I will restrain my unwillingness, guilt, pain, murder and bitter hatred, and temper the immortal sword intent in my chest day and night, until I have integrated all the essence and divine intent into the sword intent, not to kill a little white-clothed sword king." ”

"Three years of dry sitting, three years of loneliness, three years of sharpening the sword, once this sword comes out, it must be earth-shattering, invincible, as the so-called one drum, and then decline, three and exhausted, if you don't meet that, he will never swing this sword!"

"Big brother, Li'er has been missing for three years, and it sounds like you always know his whereabouts?" Yu Daiyan asked strangely.

"I don't know where he is."

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said, "But he is my disciple, I have taught him for ten years, what kind of character he is, how can I not know?" ”

"From the moment he left us, from the moment he disappeared, I knew that he would never endure such a big loss, and I also knew that sooner or later he would come back to the rivers and lakes, but I didn't expect this day to come so quickly."

Speaking of this, he stood up, lifted the meridian sword on the side with a slight difficulty, and said: "Miss Yue, let's go, although our elders' martial arts are not high enough, as long as we can help him a little bit, what does it matter if we fight for this life?" ”

In the Sword Pavilion, there was silence for a while, only the mountain wind swept through the grass and trees in the forest, and there was some stumbling movement.

Yue Lingyan's heart fell, and she couldn't stop falling to the deepest depths.

At this moment, how could she not understand which enemy the Mo Gongzi she was thinking about was facing?

……

Outside Chang'an City, there was a slaughter.

But I saw the green-robed Taoist walking slowly, he didn't walk fast, but every step was very firm, as if the sky was falling and he couldn't shake his steps.

His breath was calm, and his eyebrows were still haggard and tired, but there was a faint trace of firmness in his dead eyes.

Zhang Wuji looked at the figure that came step by step, and only felt that his body seemed to be pressed by a mountain, and Hugh said that it was difficult to move!

And as the other party approached step by step, the huge pressure became more and more obvious, and he was almost suffocated, and his face turned red!

The sword god is inseparable, the sword god is inseparable!

Is this the real strength of Senior Brother?!

Zhang Wuji was extremely desperate in his heart, but he was also extremely sad, he found that whether it was Wudang Shuangying, who was listed by the good deeds of the rivers and lakes, or the Jiuyang Divine Skill that he was proud of, in front of the other party, the weak were like ants, and they were not worth mentioning at all!

"Daddy?!"

King Yin Ye was young and vigorous, and he couldn't bear to see this scene, so he raised his eyes and signaled to Yin Tianzheng.

Yin Tianzheng looked at Xie Xun who was like a great enemy, looked at the dragon slaying knife, and looked at Zhang Wuji who fell to the ground, and his fierce and majestic face was full of anger for a while.

Bloodline, Mingjiao Dharma King, Divine Weapon!

Any of these things were enough for him to make a move on the Daoist in front of him, not to mention, this Daoist still killed several of their high-ranking enemies of the Ming Sect with his own hands!

However, when he thought of the sword that Yang Xiao was suffering at the top of Zhongnan Mountain, and the sword that he was fighting on Mount Huashan, he was angry on his face, and all of them turned into fear for a while.

It's not that I'm afraid of him, it's not worth it!

Yin Tianzheng persuaded himself in his heart that with his cultivation of the fourth layer of the Great Shift, he would pour out the power of the Ming Sect and the whole sect, and he might not be able to leave the other party, but if this was the case, he was afraid that the Ming Sect would also suffer an unbearable blow!

So he shook his head and said, "Wait and see." ”

King Yin Ye's chest rose and fell, he exhaled deeply, and glanced at the Taoist indignantly, this is tantamount to giving up Xie Xun, no matter who wins or loses, Xie Xun will not be able to return to Mingjiao.

That's the Dragon Slaying Knife, a Mingjiao Dharma King at the top of the realm, just give up so easily, this sword god, is it really so terrifying?

He was puzzled, but he couldn't disobey his father's orders, so he could only quietly watch all this happen.

Facing Mo Lion, the golden retriever lion king, there was nothing else in his eyes at the moment, and he didn't have the extra mind and energy to pay attention to the rest.

In front of him, there was only the green-robed Taoist in front of him.

Although he had heard a lot of legends and deeds about this person, he never thought that there were people in the world who were so skilled in martial arts.

That momentum, with every step forward, filled with a point, like an abyss like the sea, majestic and immense, pressing his whole body, every bone was trembling!

For the first time in his life, the feeling of cowering and fear emerged from his heart, and the fighting spirit that dominated the world disappeared without a trace at this time.

The dragon slayer still hummed quietly, but in this humming, it was not joy, but an overwhelmed moan of fear.

In this battle, I will die!

This realization flashed through Xie Xun's mind, and in an instant, he became open-minded, since he was going to die, what was there to be afraid of?

"Eat a certain knife!"

Xie Xun suddenly shouted, like a lion king roaring, the sound spread for several miles, and the words thundered, shaking the Venus in front of people's eyes!

The violent battle intent poured out of his body again, and on the dragon slaying knife, the cold light was victorious!

His face was resolute, his head was full of blonde hair, his roots were erect, the bones of his whole body were constantly bursting like beans, and his burly body seemed to swell up in an instant, and it could be seen that the thick blood vessels on his arm holding the knife bulged!

At this moment, Xie Xun's spirit was extremely condensed, and all the internal force of decades of penance was unreservedly poured into the dragon slaying knife!

Choking –

The sound of the sword sounded, like a dragon chanting, and the bright golden sword light was as violent and dazzling as the sun in the sun!

This sword light broke through Mo Li's momentum suppression, covering the whole audience, Yin Tianzheng and other Mingjiao masters, only to feel a domineering sword intent swept over, and couldn't help but feel cold all over his body, his eyes were pierced by the tears of the knife light, and he couldn't look directly at it!

Rumble!!

The ground was violently shaken by Xie Xun's strong kick, and the bright sword light slashed out with a majestic momentum.

Under the condensation of its spirit and sword momentum, this knife was like the air of the entire space around it was condensed, turning into a crazy sweeping sword qi that enveloped everything.

This knife, without any vitality, is full of the world's violent killing intent and destructive aura, God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, among which there is no retreat left for himself, it is an extraordinary knife full of Xie Xun's decades of killing intent, hatred and internal force!

At the moment when he slashed out this knife, Xie Xun's heart suddenly rose with a little confidence.

Who in the world can stop this fatal knife?

And soon, the answer to this question was found.

But in the face of such a fierce and domineering knife, that Dao person actually stood motionless, without defense, without resistance, as if he wanted to use his body to hard!

Tang Jiu'er's heart tightened, her red lips opened slightly, on her jade face, there was a look of worry and fear, her two plain hands were clenched into fists, and there was no trace of blood on the pinched skin!

Rumble!

The golden light flooded everything, and a violent wind dispersed in all directions, rolling up all the yellow dust in a radius of more than ten feet around the two of them, and the grass and trees were also destroyed.

The sharp sword qi scraped out one after another deep knife marks on the ground, but no one paid attention to this, but stared at the center of the field, staring at the place where the Golden Retriever Lion King and Mo Li were fighting!

But when he saw there, the green-robed Taoist was still standing in place, motionless, and there was no change from Fang Cai.

And half a foot above his head, there is a golden big knife hanging, which is the treasure knife to slay the dragon!

Xie Xun's face was flushed, and he was still desperately trying to press down the dragon slaying knife, but at that half a foot, there seemed to be an insurmountable moat, no matter how strange the dragon slaying knife was, no matter how strong Xie Xun's internal strength was, he couldn't cross this half foot distance.

This...... This is......!

Looking at this scene, all the masters of the Ming Sect opened their mouths wide, and they couldn't believe what they were seeing in front of them!

Although they all thought that it would not be difficult to defeat Xie Xun with Mo Li's martial arts, however, his people actually took the dragon slaying sword that can be called the world's number one divine weapon in such an understatement without making a move!

Is this still a martial art that a person can have?

It's okay, it's okay!

Tang Jiu'er didn't have the martial arts to surprise Mo Li, but instead let out a long breath, only to feel a burst of relaxation in his heart.

It's okay, it's okay......

Her fists were raised, and her delicate eyebrows were full of joy, but then she came to her senses with a look of self-deprecation on her face.

Master Ziwu's martial arts are so high, how can she still worry, besides, what's the point of her worrying?

However, being able to block the dragon slayer knife in mid-air, Master Meridian's martial arts are really not something he can imagine.

At the moment when everyone was shocked, the green-robed Taoist spoke.

But he heard his calm tone and said: "Come and don't be rude, the poor road will take the lion king's sword, and ask the lion king to also watch the poor road's sword." ”

After finishing speaking, everyone saw the person bow his head, and in an instant, it suddenly changed.

If it is said that this Dao person is still calm and dead, dead and silent like rotten wood, at this moment, this Dao person has turned into a sword, a sword hidden in a sheath, rotten and rotten.

However, as a trace of sword intent emanated from his body, the rust on that sword continued to peel off, gradually revealing its true face.

What a fierce sword it was, although it only showed a little edge, but the vast sword intent contained in it was clearly enough to cross mountains and rivers and tear the heavens and the earth!

Under this sword, from Yin Tianzheng to Tang Jiu'er, no matter how high or low his martial arts skills are or how much he has seen, there is only one thought in his heart.

Infinitesimal!

Compared to this sword, they deeply felt how small they were!

Unable to resist, unable to resist, when they saw this sword, all their martial arts and all their confidence were destroyed.

How could there be such a terrible sword between heaven and earth?!

Looking at the sword that was becoming more and more powerful and terrifying, a sentence invariably appeared in everyone's hearts:

The sword qi spans 30,000 miles!

However, in an instant, the long sword disappeared without a trace.

Fang Cai's sword intent, Fang Cai's horror, seems to be an illusion.

Standing in place was still the same green-robed Taoist, his breath was dead, his face was withered, and his eyebrows were full of tiredness.

However, Xie Xun, who was opposite him, didn't know when, the dragon slaying knife in his hand had fallen to the ground, and his face was full of fear and fear.

Outside Chang'an City, there was silence, so quiet that it seemed that even the wind had stopped.

Everyone's minds were blank, and their minds were still immersed in the sword and terrifying sword intent of Fang Cai, and they couldn't extricate themselves for a long time.

After a long time, the golden lion king suddenly showed a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Good swordsmanship, good swordsmanship!"

He praised him twice, and suddenly his whole body stiffened, and his body fell to the ground, out of breath......

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