Qi Xianxia's momentum had risen to the highest level since he cultivated his sword.

But at the moment when the purple thunder exploded in the sky.

After all, he was still affected, and the momentum of the peak was directly a head shorter.

But he didn't have time to make adjustments, so he could only bite the bullet and slash out the sword.

I saw that the peachwood sword in Qi Xianxia's hand was thrown into the sky by him with one hand, and the sword pointed directly at the purple thunder.

Almost at the same time, the moment the peachwood sword took off, the countless invisible swords that had already been arranged around him seemed to be pulled and moved all over his body.

All soared into the sky with the peachwood sword.

Everyone's eyes widened and they saw a shocking scene.

One sword, a hundred swords!

Qi Xianxia is worthy of being known as the existence of the sword embryo that is one-third of Lu Zu.

This sword actually broke through the limit of his current Vajra Realm, and he had already stepped into the swordsmanship attainment of the Xuan level.

With the peachwood sword as the guide, countless swords are progressing layer by layer, attached to the peachwood sword.

It directly turned into a suspended giant sword that was more than ten feet long, and collided directly with the sky-shattering purple thunder that slashed down on the head.

It's like heaven and earth Hong Zhong was knocked into the top of Wudang Mountain.

There were also pilgrims on the other peaks who were offering incense, all of them were shocked by the qi and blood reaction, and they raised their eyes in horror to look at the top of the main peak of Wudang.

It was a brilliant scene that completely bloomed.

The purple thunder completely exploded into fireworks in the sky, which was extremely gorgeous.

And the strongest sword thrown by Qi Xianxia, the peachwood sword was directly annihilated in the purple thunder, and the rest of the following swords turned into a pool of ripples in the void, stirring towards the four and eight desolations.

Slowly disappear into heaven and earth.

The two are completely counteracting.

This sword is a draw.

"I inherited your sword, how, do you draw it?"

After Qi Xianxia threw the strongest sword again, his face was already as pale as paper, and his qi was a mess with disordered qi.

Obviously, there is no strength in the first battle.

But he still looked at Wu Changqing stubbornly.

Motioned for Wu Changqing to draw his sword.

He Qi Xianxia deserves your sword!

The position between the two has long been unconscious, and Wu Changqing occupies an absolute high position.

And Qi Xianxia became the challenger who challenged Wu Changqing, who was in a high position.

"What a joke."

"It's just a sword."

Wu Changqing's smile.

couldn't help but Qi Xianxia's face changed completely, and everyone present foreshadowed something bad.

Even Wudang Sect Leader Wang Chonglou, Law Enforcement Hall Elder Chen Yu and others all stood up with solemn faces and looked up at the sky.

The power of heaven is not dispersed, and there is a backhand!

Sure enough.

Originally, everyone had already fallen, and Wu Changqing's sword had fallen.

But then, an even more terrifying scene completely exploded in the sky.

Thundered! Thundered!

Purple thunder appeared in the sky in an instant, like countless pythons entrenched in the air, scurrying wildly.

Turn the blue sky into a purple thunder and thunder prison.

Qi Xianxia sat on the ground with a disgraced face, no longer looking at the strange scene of purple thunder in the sky.

If there are still countless purple thunderbolts falling, how can he resist it?

I lost a lot.

The sword path that had always been arrogant in his heart quietly appeared one after another small cracks at this moment.

Click!

Another purple thunder slashed down in the air, and everyone thought that Qi Xianxia would die under this purple thunder.

The young Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain were all stunned and anxious.

On the contrary, the elders of Longhu Mountain sighed one by one and sat back on their chairs.

When the purple thunder fell on the main peak of Wudang.

After dividing a huge mahogany tree that had grown enough to have three jiazi in two.

The scene of purple thunder in the sky was directly dissipated......

There was no movement at all.

Qi Xianxia no longer thought about the reason at this moment, but bypassed the crowd gloomily, without waiting for everyone to return together.

He walked down the hill on his own.

"This Wu Changqing can't help but be talented, even this exquisite mind can't help but make people marvel."

"This last thunder power is far less than one percent of the previous one, I think it's just that this small path is used to split the peach wood tree and make thunder wood."

"But it was the last straw that crushed Qi Xianxia's sword heart."

Heavenly Master Zhao Xichuan looked at this scene and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

He motioned to a Dragon and Tiger elder on the side, asking the other party to appease Qi Xianxia and explain to the other party where the last thunder was effected.

Let's see if we can let the other party's broken sword heart survive.

However, most of the time no.

"Master, I see that most of the peach wood swords used by the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain are better than those in our Wudang Mountain."

"Now, the opportunity to compete will also create a pure thunder tree for us, such a big thunder tree."

"Forty-five mahogany swords have been made."

Wu Changqing didn't pay attention to Qi Xianxia, who was like a lost dog, and he retracted his hands into his sleeves with a playful face.

As he spoke, he used his chin to nun the huge peach tree that "opened the skin and flesh".

All the Taoist priests suddenly realized.

Only then did I understand that Fang Cai's sword was already the last sword.

The last purple thunder was just to borrow the afterglow of that day's thunder to gather some wool.

Wang Chonglou's whole face was about to laugh like an old chrysanthemum.

Wu Changqing gave them a long face for Wudang Mountain this time.

This can't help but completely defeat the arrogance of Longhu Mountain this time, and also remove the name of "Taoist Ancestral Garden" of Longhu Mountain.

It has completely opened up the momentum of its rise for Wudang Mountain.

The people of Longhu Mountain, how they looked at people when they came, their faces were full of arrogance, how overshadowed and dejected they were at this moment.

"Hahaha, since the juniors are done."

"Let's go, everyone, a few of our older generations should also talk about the growth of this year."

Chen Yuchang, the elder of the Punishment Hall, slapped his thigh with a hearty smile and made a gesture of invitation to the people of Longhu Mountain.

The elders of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, led by Heavenly Master Zhao Xichuan, walked towards the mountain behind the main peak with resentment.

When passing by the complacent Chen Yu, there was also Elder Dragon and Tiger who did not forget to blow his beard and glare.

"Chen Yu, what are you proud of, you Wudang Mountain has accumulated blessings for thousands of years, and finally finding a good seedling is the blessing of your Wudang Mountain."

"But you're too happy for this old way, let's go, let's go to the back mountain, I will let you see the real swordsmanship of Longhu Mountain!"

Chen Yu didn't make a fuss when he heard this.

He looked at Wu Changqing and blinked, as if to say, "You kid is in the limelight, and then it's up to the senior brothers." ”

Wu Changqing smiled and shook his head.

Now Chen Yu and these elders are all successful beginners to the Rhubarb Court.

Especially the Danfa Elder Song Zhiming, who has already broken through to the Heavenly Phenomena Realm, and it is nothing to pass on the last two moves with this Heavenly Master Zhao Xi.

The junior competition is over, and Wudang Mountain is completed.

Could it be that if they compete with the older generation, they will be able to take advantage of Longhu Mountain?

"Hey, you."

"Go and quench my thirst with some sweet well water."

Wu Changqing walked to the earthen wall, looked at the purple clothes who were still stunned, and ordered softly.