Chapter 759: Not as good as a divine soldier

Crazy people can't use common sense to speculate, so Lu Hanjiang didn't try to understand Taiwei's thoughts at all, he just asked casually after beating the other party into this miserable situation.

"You have this ability, where did you dare to come to me?" Although this sound harsh and somewhat sarcastic, this is the obvious reality.

Through the short battle just now, Lu Hanjiang was able to roughly estimate the level of the old Taoist priest in front of him, among the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect he had seen, it was obvious that this person's martial arts were indeed extraordinary, but that was all.

However, this comparison seems to be a bit unkind, after all, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect are dead and wasted, Yanshi is a master of organs, Hundred Poisons is a medical master, and the rest such as Snow Rakshasa Shuo Xuan and others, one is good at formations, and the other is just a tool in the hands of others.

This person's tricks can't see the way, but it is probably one of the seven divine skills left by the Xiaoyao faction, Lu Hanjiang is not very interested in this, the Northern Shengong and Xiao Wuxiang Gong he wants have already arrived, and he has no idea about the rest for the time being.

Lu Hanjiang's hand just now was aimed at the other party, and now Taiwei's legs are useless, and he can't escape, and he is seriously injured, if no one treats him, unless the gods descend to earth, he will definitely die.

"Haha-cough-cough-cough!" Taiwei Daoist coughed up a mouthful of blood, he stiffened up, leaned back on the half of the upside-down stone, looked at Lu Hanjiang, and said in a firm tone: "Sure enough! There's nothing wrong with being poor! Your martial arts are no longer the level that people can reach! Suddenly excluded from the category of human beings, Lu Hanjiang was very unhappy, he retorted: "Old Taoist, your own martial arts are poor, don't you allow others to be stronger than you?" Why is the heart eye so small. ”

"Bad? Indeed, the martial arts of the poor Dao are indeed too bad! Hehehe-" Taiwei Daoist smiled strangely, the corners of his mouth kept oozing blood, and he said: "But do you know that the reason why Poor Dao's martial arts are like clouds and mud compared to you is not because Poor Dao is not talented, nor is it because Poor Dao is not working hard enough, just because of the limitations of this Heaven and Earth Dao!" ”

"Huh?" Lu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows, and said very unceremoniously: "You can forget it, you have learned martial arts badly, and you actually blame what kind of heaven and earth avenue, why don't you do anything to push the heavenly way, you can make a face." ”

"You don't understand, you are a person from outside the world, you will not understand, you will never understand the sorrow of us caged birds." When Taiwei Daoren said this, he looked at Lu Hanjiang's eyes with a faint sense of loneliness, and his gaze passed through the figure in front of him and looked at the high sky.

The sky is high and far-reaching, unreachable, whenever Taiwei Dao people look up at the sky, he will be resentful of people's insignificance, and because of this, he will be obsessed with the things of immortality.

"Do you recognize Qi Yunzi?" Seeing that Lu Hanjiang didn't seem to care, Taiwei threw out another person.

Lu Hanjiang said surgingly: "Wudang is in charge? Don't tell me he's in the company of you immortal-obsessed madmen. ”

"Hehe, he could have been." When Taiwei Daoren said that this Wudang was in charge, his expression seemed to be a little nostalgic: "Qi Yunzi is an unborn genius of the Dao Sect, if you talk about the understanding of the Dao, this person can be called superb, but even so, his future is still cut off, do you know why?" Lu Hanjiang didn't answer, Taiwei Daoist smiled, and then his face changed suddenly, and he shouted angrily: "I'll stop moving!" It's because this heaven and earth don't allow it! In the past hundred years, there have been endless geniuses in the sky! But they all stop there! It's all because of the way of heaven! It's because there is no room for us on this day! ”

"Oh?" Lu Hanjiang's reaction was mediocre, and the words of the Taiwei Daoist listened to his mouth, but it was just the clamor of a madman.

"Cultivating the Path of Cultivation - We have been working diligently day and night since the Governor, but this Heavenly Way is so cruel that no matter how much we struggle, the way forward has been cut off! Only by immortalizing and breaking the cycle of reincarnation can we escape from this sea of suffering! Taiwei Daoren's hideous expression became more and more terrifying, and he suddenly pointed to Lu Hanjiang and said: "Fifty avenues, forty-nine Tianyan, escape one of them!" That's you! You Lu Hanjiang is this thing outside the sky! This is the opportunity for the manifestation of this heavenly machine calculated by Daxian! Lu Hanjiang half-lowered his eyes, looked at the Taiwei Taoist in front of him who looked like a mad demon, and was indifferent.

"Do you want to deny it? Ha ha! You've fooled someone! You can't fool the poor road! Taiwei Daoist screamed and tried to stand up, but with the sound of bones shattering, he fell to the ground again, even though his face was covered in blood, he still struggled to crawl forward with his hands, and his raised eyes were full of resentment and resentment.

"Your words can deceive! But your martial arts can't fool people! If you are someone else, even if you practice for three to five hundred years, you will never have what you have achieved now! Qi Yunzi can't, Meng Yuan can't, and neither can the old ghost Xuantian! Heaven is unfair! Heavenly Dao is an abomination——! Taiwei Daoist screamed wildly, his arms were forced, and the whole person actually flew towards Lu Hanjiang, he was now half bloodstained, his face was like a demon, his teeth and claws were dancing, and he seemed to be a demon.

Lu Hanjiang turned sideways, raised his right hand and hooked his five fingers, and the dragon snatcher launched, summoning the Chixiao Sword into his hand, and then cut off the opponent's hands with a sword.

With a plop, Taiwei Daoren fell to the ground again, he looked at his empty sleeves, and after a moment of astonishment, he suddenly grinned.

"Hahaha - Poor Dao is right! And so it was! Only Poor Dao guessed correctly——! Taiwei Daoren's eyes were dilated, and his breath was already extremely weak, but his appearance was terrifying, and he excitedly swung the only remaining severed arm up and down, and his mouth was only repeating those self-talk.

Looking at such a tink, Lu Hanjiang sighed.

"If you're like this, it's not interesting to continue playing, that's it, I'll send you on the road, and when you get to the Netherworld, you will have a lot of time to ponder immortality." As he spoke, Lu Hanjiang slashed down with a sword, only to hear a tooth-sore friction sound, that Taiwei Daoist was on the verge of death, and he was still able to toss, only to see that he had a tooth, and he actually bit the blade of the Chixiao Sword, and he couldn't move forward.

Lu Hanjiang said angrily: "Old guy, I kindly plan to leave you with the whole corpse, you have to ask for your own hardship, right?" The force on the sword sank suddenly, unloading the jaw of the Taiwei Daoist, and then Lu Hanjiang's sword blade went down and plunged straight into the opponent's chest.

With a snort, the blood gushed like an infusion, but Lu Hanjiang said quite speechlessly: "Your old heart actually grows on the right side, you can guess one of the two wrong, I am unlucky enough today." With that, he pulled out the Chixiao Sword and took advantage of the situation to make up for it on the other side.

Under the two swords, Taiwei was cut off, but even after he died, the madness on his face was not restrained at all.

Lu Hanjiang glanced at him, turned around neatly and prepared to leave, the moment he turned around, the already lifeless Tai Wei, the blood-stained eyes actually turned around.

The refocused eyes became more and more fierce and crazy, and the broken body of the Taiwei Dao Man rose into the air with the superb true qi, and the open bloody mouth showed resentful fangs, and rushed straight towards Lu Hanjiang's stamina.

"Tsk." Lu Hanjiang frowned, and couldn't help but smack his lips. Choke! A sword light broke through the air, a red streamer rushed into the sky, the sword roared like thunder, the light fell like electricity, and the body of the Taiwei Daoist was blocked by the invisible qi wave, and he couldn't advance an inch, and then was crushed into a piece of foam by the falling sword light.

When the wind and waves are calm, the whole courtyard is smooth as if it has been trampled by ten thousand horses, and the small buildings on the gravel frame are all gone.

Lu Hanjiang held a half-broken Chixiao Sword in his hand, and the light flickering on it was like a candle flame swaying in the wind, which was already pitifully weak.

"It's really not as good as a divine soldier......" After muttering this, Lu Hanjiang threw down the broken sword and paced away from the empty courtyard, where in addition to half a Chixiao, there were only bloodmarks on the ground that could not be seen in human form, which seemed to prove that there had been a battle here.