The thunder that had rested enough shook his spirits, and the thunder sprinkled like rain, and the already tense situation was even more suffocating.

Gu Chen looked around at the crowd and couldn't see anything unusual, but he couldn't be sure that there was no evil cultivator in it, so he had to take precautions and silently spread the word to the Kunlun disciples.

"Come back to your senses, meditate, and return to the cloud Liuhe Sword Formation!"

"Command!"

The disciples who were amazed by the Tongtian Doufa suddenly came back to their senses, the sword was approaching, watching each other, the sword light swaying outside the array, sharp and contemptible, unable to look directly.

Between the flying clouds, Luoyang nodded, put on the ghost face of Yama, and quietly dived into the deep forest, followed by the gray mist, holding the sheathed wooden sword tightly, without revealing the slightest qi.

The Mu Dao people swaggered through the mountains and forests, and the disciples guarding the mountain did not wait for the movement to detect the movement, and a generation of sharp swords cut their throats.

"Presumptuous!"

Juecha's junior brother died, Xuan Ye suddenly came back to his senses, held Han Jiangxue, took the initiative to attack, went straight to the place where the Mudao people committed the murder, raised his sword in front of him, and gave a cloud knife for a disciple who was embarrassed and retreated.

"Junior, it's none of your business, this is the grudge between the old man and Dai Shu, I advise you, don't get in the way, you have a brighter future, you shouldn't die so nameless!"

"Seniors, don't laugh, as long as you don't regret dying, there is no difference between how you die and how you die!"

Saying that, Xuan Ye raised his sword to attack, and the sword was lightly cold, and the frost and snow sealed the mountain.

The wooden road people did not dodge or dodge into the cold frost, stepping on the snow field, the ink clouds transformed, and conjured up 19 shuttles through the clouds, and disappeared into the ice and snow before and after.

Xuan Ye's eyes shrank, and he turned over to avoid the cloud shuttle, and before he could stand firm, nineteen cloud shuttles struck, cold and breathing, with the sound of classification.

"Seal!"

There is no wind and waves, and the snow in the sky collides with the cloud shuttle, giving birth to nineteen brilliant ice shuttles.

"Heh, the future is terrifying, your master didn't have the ability of you back then, don't say that there are nineteen cloud piercing shuttles, and he may not be able to block nine of them!"

The Mu Dao man continued to step forward, Xuan Ye's palm holding the sword trembled a little, and when he raised his eyes, the Qiong Xiao behind the Mu Dao man was full of shining and cold cloud piercing shuttles, shining brightly, like the stars of the day.

"Defeat, sleep well, when you wake up, everything should be over, this is our grudge, it has nothing to do with you!"

Piercing the clouds and falling, Zhang Junbao narrowed his eyes, and was about to move the sky to fall all over the sky, and the golden light generals were driving the winged flying tigers, each looking for a patriarch, sword light and sword shadow, you come and go, and the fight is inseparable.

The golden lotus is in full bloom, and eighteen golden-bodied Arhats escaped under the bright light and shadow, each doing their own laws, stopping the young patriarch, forgetting to die, and would rather die than stop the footsteps of the young patriarch.

Lingyu's face was ugly, he recognized those Arhats, they got along well with each other, and they were all "good people".

Xuan Ye gripped the cold river and snow unwillingly, didn't want to retreat, and took a step forward against the numbly cloud-piercing shuttle, recalling the essence of the getaway, and doing his best to cut out a sword Xiaomeng Butterfly!

The butterfly fluttered its wings and was wiped out by the cloud shuttle in an instant, Xuan Ye knelt on the ground weakly, and lowered his head unwillingly, mortals call this fate!

The sword roared, and the broken sawdust scattered into the void, Xuan Ye raised his head, stared at the deep black clothes, looked at the fleeting brilliant demon Yan on his arm, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, win, he didn't win at all!

Mu Daoren's footsteps finally stopped, staring at the hideous Yama ghost face, sighed weakly, and said, "Your Majesty Yama, let me ask you, what crime should someone be guilty of treachery and abandoning his wife and children?"

"Treachery, abandoning wives and children are not all guilty, we still need to investigate the reasons, if all treachery, abandonment of wives and children can be crimes, what should all the soldiers of the Six Realms do?"

"It makes sense, but what if this person is treacherous and abandons his wife and children for his own selfish desires?"

"Sin deserves to be punished, and you must not live!"

The snow fluttered, falling on Xuan Ye's face coldly, the young man who had been in the bitterness of defeat raised his head, stared at the background of Luoyang, and said coldly: "Master, he abandoned his master not for his own selfishness, but for all the living beings in this Wudang!"

A trace of annoyance flashed in Mu Daoren's cloudy eyes, and he said coldly: "It's a good saying, but in the end it's not for his own reputation, since Wudang is more important than my disciple in his eyes, why would he provoke my apprentice?"

Xuan Ye opened his mouth and raised his head, staring at the cold eyes of the Mu Dao people, he didn't know what to say, who could tell clearly whether the relationship was right or wrong?

"Your Majesty, the old way has withered up to the present in order to take revenge, for this opportunity, if you stop me, don't blame me for attacking them, I want to go first, the young patriarch has not been stopped......"

The wooden dao man took a step forward, turned over his hand and held up a green jade, and his spiritual power was swallowed, stirring up a large area of turbidity.

"On the contrary, if you can let me go, this Heavenly Book of the Destiny Chapter of the First Volume is yours!"

Xuan Ye's eyes widened, struggling to straighten his spine, ready to gamble with his life, unless he died here, otherwise the Mu Dao people took a step forward.

There is no doubt about how to choose Luoyang, on the one hand, it is to get the supreme creation of the Book of Heaven, on the other hand, it is to fight the risk of exposure, and gamble on the safety of Kunlun, in other words, everyone knows how to choose, the book is well written, but who would really lose their lives for a stranger?

"You stay away, this old guy is very strong, I may not be able to protect you. ”

Luoyang narrowed his eyes, looked at the streamer in the sky, reached out and took off the Yama ghost face, and summoned the Heavenly Sword openly, causing all the human cultivators to widen their eyes and be surprised.

It turns out that the rumor is not false, the Yama who crushed the underworld with the sword is really a human being, really a human being!

"Fight for the sword, die for the sword, Kunlun sword cultivation, worthy of the name!"

Mu Daoren chuckled and hooked the corners of his lips, staring at Luoyang's eyebrows, this young man would always surprise him, he was really similar to Qi Tianxiang, very similar......

"Thank you!"

Xuan Ye flew away hundreds of steps, knelt down to Luoyang, and kowtowed continuously, his eyes were red, and his heart was full of reverence.

After all, he is still not as good as the young man in front of him, when did he start losing, it may be the moment when Luoyang decided to let the sword, or it may be the moment when Luoyang never regarded any living beings as enemies.

Luoyang raised his head, waved his heavenly sword lightly, and said, "Ancestor, help me lock this void!"

The frost and snow rolled up, turning into four ice swords and disappearing into the void, locking all directions.

Mu Daoren narrowed his eyes, put down the talisman in my hand, looked at the old man in the sky, took a deep breath, and said: "Luoyang, this is the old man's only chance, don't blame the old man for bullying the small!"

"Although the seniors make a move, if they defeat me, they will naturally be able to pass, but if they can't beat me, everything will be stopped!"

Luoyang lifted the Heavenly Sword, and his figure disappeared in place, and the remnants were scattered everywhere, the sword was traceless, and the shadows were in pairs.

Mu Dao man waved his palm lightly, causing plain white waves, and after blocking the sword qi, his palm swirled lightly, and the clouds became a sword, and he avoided the heavenly sword sideways, and a sword slashed out, a sea of clouds.

Luoyang narrowed his eyes, didn't dare to take it hard, and hurriedly retreated, this retreat led to the Mudao people to take the opportunity to press, the cloud sword fluttered, and the waves were scattered, and the sharp ice spears staggered out of the ground, sealing the sky and the earth, it was really a heaven with no way, and there was no way to land!

Xuan Ye clenched his fists and stared at Luoyang, hating to replace him and resist this ferocious attack for him.

"Set the storm!"

With a light tap of the Heavenly Sword, the Ten Thousand Bright Lights lit up the void, like a downpour, annihilating the sea of clouds and ice spikes.

"Set the Storm...... Good swordsmanship, but unfortunately, everything is in fate!"

The voice of the wooden road man sounded behind Luoyang, and the extremely sharp cloud sword hung in the air, like a hook hanging on the bait, waiting for Luoyang to take the bait.

Qiu Cicada felt the crazy warning, Luoyang stared at the misty sword blade, frantically agitated the sword intent spiritual power, wanted to urge the illusion technique to avoid this sword but couldn't do it, it seems that everything has a certain number, at this time Luoyang is going to be hit hard by this sword, this is fate, not to be disobeyed!

"Give it to me...... Break!"

The unyielding in Luoyang's bones was completely stimulated, his eyes flashed with dazzling red light, and the black-clothed Luoyang sat on the sea of knowledge, nodded with satisfaction, turned into a piece of fine streamer, and disappeared into Luoyang's soul.

The hanging and uncertain pure bamboo shook gently, and a tree floated again, the green lotus swayed, the blue sea tide was born, and a round of plain white moon slowly rose.

"Stars!"

The sharp heavenly sword intent suddenly appeared in the air, and the invisible force that bound Luoyang was violently blasted, the black clothes swirled, and the plain white sword blade brought up a piece of flying snow, and the white waves were surging, and the waves were magnificent.

"It's so strong!"

Xuan Ye narrowed his eyes and stared at this sword in Luoyang, his mind was attracted and he was completely immersed in it, this sword was not a sword, it was a painting, it was calligraphy, it was countless beautiful scenery, and it was everything in his heart.

"When the clouds are in full swing!"

The wooden road people did not dare to take this sword, freehand retreat, empty, white, gray, black, the four clouds and mist surged, twisted into a plain white roulette, slowly swirling, the majestic snow waves cut out of Luoyang moved to the side of the mountain.

The plain white snow waves swept through the air, blocked by a bright golden light, and scattered into a sky of streamers.

The thunder in the sky became more powerful, the sword light rose with the thunder light, and fell with the thunder sound, and the powerful streamer continued to bloom and dissipate.

"Susu, Susu...... Susu!"

Dai Shu roared, launching an offensive regardless of losses, hysterically bombarding each other with thunder light, as if facing his enemy, he just wanted to kill the enemy, and he only wanted to kill all the enemies in his eyes.

It was them back then, it was their group of selfish guys, who did not hesitate to use Wudang Mountain as a threat to break him and Su Su for their own pleasure, they deserve to die, they all deserve to die!

"Hahaha, retribution! Heavenly cycle, retribution is not happy!"

The Mu Dao people stopped their attack, stared at the cultivator who had gone mad in the dome, looked up to the sky and smiled, and quietly waited for Dai Shu to fall.

"What are you looking at? Are you looking down on me?"

Luoyang ghostly appeared behind the Mudao people, his eyebrows were full of anger, his smile was evil, crazy, and he took the initiative to raise the heavenly sword and bring fireworks in the world.

"Spread out!"

The wooden man calmly retreated, his palm flicked, and the formless power swept over, turning the fireworks into nothingness with a sword.

"The Power of Destiny...... It seems that you didn't get home, and the reason why you didn't do it was because the distance was not enough. ”