For a while, the eyes of everyone present were all focused on the Wudang faction and his party in the pergola in the east, and they were even more discussing with each other, and they all asked in surprise: "Is it the head of the Wudang sect who is speaking, the ......head of the Qing Dao? How can this be done?" Even the predecessors of the Wudang faction, such as Yiyun, Yimiao, and Yihua, were also shocked, and persuaded one after another: "This move must not be done!" Thousands of disciples in the Wudang lineage, and the most unfortunate are our old bones, even if you want to stand up for the Xuanwu Feihuamen today, it will not be your turn to take action in person, senior brother!"

But in the midst of the controversy, the Wudang faction in the pergola was separated, and a trembling white-haired old Taoist walked out, holding a wooden crutch in one hand, and a dirty and old gray preaching robe on his body; if it weren't for what everyone present saw with their own eyes, they couldn't believe that this down-and-out old Taoist who would fall down when the wind blew in front of him would actually be the head of the Taoist martial arts today, the head of the Wudang Mountain True Martial Arts Temple. Yan Sidao was also stunned to see this, and couldn't help but laugh and said: "At the age of the head of Wudang, my sect leader doesn't dare to do anything with your old man! Once something goes wrong, wouldn't the thousands of disciples of Wudang want to slander my Divine Fire Sect, then they will have to be very obedient." Gongsun Mo Ming in the field couldn't bear it anymore, and persuaded: "Old Daoist, it's better for you to go back and rest." ”

Who knew that the Taoist leader completely ignored the persuasion of everyone, and walked to the field on crutches, and said in a lazy voice: "The old Taoist has made up his mind, you have to persuade ...... after you leave."

When he opened his mouth, his voice was not very loud, and he didn't feel the slightest domineering internal force in it, but it contained an indescribable majesty, which immediately made the tens of thousands of people present silent, and they didn't even dare to say more.

I only heard the Taoist leader continue: "...... Lao Dao still has a few sword moves at the bottom of the box, and I don't know if it works, but I can't find the right person to try the move. I don't want to be able to meet such an amazing figure as Sect Leader Gongsun in my lifetime, so I naturally don't want to miss it...... Besides, the whole world is not the king's land, and I am one of the largest in Wudang Mountain, and today I should also sell Lord Ye of the court a face. It's just—"

At this point, he stopped, looked around the scene on crutches, and then said: "It's just that the old Tao has not used a hand with anyone for more than twenty years, and he has no sword in his hand in a hurry. I wonder if any of the friends present can borrow a sword?"

Hearing the words of the Qing Daoist, everyone didn't come back to their senses for a while, and they didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of this Wudang master. There were also dozens of people who didn't think about it, and immediately stepped forward with their swords, and said in a non-trivial manner: "The Dao Leader will use this sharp sword!" But seeing a Qing Dao Chief, he smiled, shook his head at this cadre, and said: "Since you want to ask the Divine Fire Sect Leader for advice, how can the sword used be mortal?

It is said that the diarrhea of the Emei Sword Sect has been slightly alleviated at this time, but they are still hiding in the pergola brewing the next round of turmoil, and they dare not move half a step. Suddenly, as soon as the Qingdao Daoist opened his mouth to borrow the sword, the deputy head Feng Ruofu immediately said: "The Dinghai Sword will not be borrowed, please don't be a strong man for heroes!"

Feng Ruofu was furious when he heard this, but he didn't dare to confront this Wudang head in public, so he had to shut up and focus on what was in his belly. Fortunately, the ancient pavilion master of the Buried Sword Pavilion came out of the circle in time, strode forward with a wide ancient sword in both hands, and said: "The name of this sword is 'Capture Love', and it is the treasure of the Earthquake Pavilion of my Buried Sword Pavilion. Although it is not as good as the seven great and ten great weapons of martial arts, it is also a rare sword in a hundred years. The Taoist can only use my sword. Yiqing Daoist looked at the sword in his hand from afar, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled: "Thank you, thank you!" But instead of reaching out to take the sword, he asked the ancient pavilion master to put this "love seizure" on the ground beside him, and asked everyone around: "I'm afraid one sword is not enough, I have to borrow two more." ”

When the words fell, everyone present was in an uproar again, and they really didn't know what tricks this Wudang master was playing. Later, in the pergola where the exotic martial arts in the west were located, the Goryeo friends who came to watch the ceremony lent a beautiful bejeweled long sword, claiming that it was the first sword in the Goryeo Kingdom, called "Universe", and its power was not necessarily under the Dinghai sword in the Central Plains. Yiqing Daoist happily accepted it, put it on the ground beside him, and continued to ask everyone present to borrow the third sword.

Who knew that this last sword was extremely difficult to find, and a real person even looked at a few swords, and all of them were vetoed one by one. In the end, the chief disciple of the second generation of the Wudang faction, Ran Niandao, couldn't stand it, and stepped out of the pergola with a black sheath long sword, and said respectfully: "Master Qiqi, I really have my own sword in Wuguan, so why do I need to ask others for a sword?

In this way, the three swords were finally gathered, and the irrelevant people also retreated one after another. As soon as the Qingdao Daoist in the field let go of the crutches in his hand, first picked up the "universe" of the Goryeo Kingdom from the ground, carefully pulled out the sheath, and said to Gongsun Mo Ming, who was more than ten zhang away from the opposite side: "Lao Dao has not used a sword for too long, please wait for a while, and let Lao Dao think about it." After that, the head of Wudang really closed his eyes and fell into meditation with his sword. Gongsun Mo Ming had no choice but to say "um" and stand in place and wait.

You must know that a Qing Daoist from the end of the field to the opening of the mouth to borrow the sword, and from the selection of the sword to the drawing of the sword meditation, to say the least, also delayed for half an hour, the red sun, which was already in the west, at this time, most of it fell into the Taihu Lake in the west, leaving only a touch of red to reveal the last afterglow. Mo said that Mo Ming, the grandson in the field, even the major gangs watching the battle were already impatient, coupled with the hunger in his belly, he couldn't help but feel irritable, and he couldn't lift his spirits at all, and he was looking forward to the head of Wudang who was about to die to go down quickly.

Just when everyone's consciousness was relaxed, with the last trace of the remnant sun completely submerged into the Taihu Lake and the sky suddenly darkened, the originally shaky Yiqing Dao Chang suddenly opened his eyes, and the whole person was like a lightning bolt that brightened the universe, and shot straight towards Gongsun Mo Ming, who was more than ten zhang away, - its speed was so fast that only one of the thousands of masters on the field could see the body and movement of this Wudang master!

Gongsun Mo Ming didn't expect the other party to be able to launch such a rapid attack, and couldn't help but let out an "ouch"; before the sound was made, he felt a chill under Han, and the tip of the "Universe" sword that came from the attack had pierced through his body's true qi and was handed to the vicinity of his throat. In his busy schedule, Gongsun Mo Ming subconsciously raised his hand to grab it, and actually used his right palm to hold the sword body between the electric light and flint, and competed with the sword to attack Yiqing Dao Chief, and suddenly twisted the "universe", which was known as the first sword in Goryeo, into a twist. The chief of the Qingdao Dynasty did not like to fight, and then let go of the hilt of his sword, staggered back a few steps, and praised with a sigh...... Very good...... Gongsun Sect Master...... What a handsome skill!"

Gongsun Mo Ming was shocked, and also blurted out praise: "The old Taoist is so fast that my heart is so frightened!" He let go of the sword body that had been twisted into twisted flowers, but there was not the slightest scratch in the palm of his hand, and not even a white mark was left. Only then did everyone come back to their senses, but they didn't expect that the Wudang faction, which had always overcome rigidity with softness and fought slowly with speed, also had such a sharp fast sword, and they immediately cheered like thunder. Among them, only the head of the Huashan faction recognized the swordsmanship of the head of the Qing Dao, and asked in a loud voice: "I thought that the 'Wudang Three Uniques' had been lost for nearly a hundred years, but I didn't want it to be the stunt of the head of the Qing Dynasty to press the bottom of the box. Please forgive Bai for being clumsy, the sword of the head of the house is clear, but the 'Thunder Sword' in the 'Wudang Three Uniques'?"

Yiqing Daoist shook his head and smiled: "What...... What are the three uniques, in front of the Gongsun Sect Master...... It's just child's play!" he said, taking a staggering step, struggling to return more than ten zhang away, and picked up the "love-grabbing" sword of the Buried Sword Pavilion from the ground, and gasped for breath, showing that the consumption of Fang Cai's sword was too great. It is said that the Goryeo friend who lent the "Universe" sword woke up in shock, and he couldn't help but wail, and hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the first Goryeo sword that was twisted to a disfigure. While others gloated, they finally understood why the Daoist of the First Qing Dynasty insisted on borrowing three swords, and it turned out that he wanted to cooperate with the almost lost "Wudang Three Uniques", just because Gongsun Mo Ming's skills were too terrible, so every time the Daoist of the Qing Dynasty made a sword, he would destroy a sword on the spot.

When the first Qingdao chief breathed evenly, he slowly pulled out the second "Capture Love", and everyone present, including Gongsun Mo Ming, all stared at his movements with wide eyes, and did not dare to relax in the slightest. Who knew that Yiqing Daochang's movements this time were extremely slow, first he stepped forward slowly with his sword, until he came to a stop three feet in front of Gongsun Mo Ming, and then raised this wide "love seizure" above his head with both hands, and the whole person seemed to be pulled by an invisible silk thread, and slowly rose into the air at a very slow speed.

Everyone hurriedly looked up into the air with the figure of a Qingdao chief, only to see that the head of Wudang rose straight to a height of more than ten zhang, and then twisted his waist, turning into a head-down and foot-up trend, and the hands raised above his head clenched the "love-grabbing" sword, and the tip of the sword was just aimed at the top of Gongsun Mo Ming's head. Then the head of the Qingdao Dao in mid-air slowly fell, and before the move arrived, an extremely strong sword qi had already fallen as a hood, with Gongsun Mo Ming in the field as the center of the circle, and the ground in a radius of several zhang was pressed by the sword qi on the spot and collapsed by half a foot. Among the spectators, the white head of the Huashan faction blurted out: "It's the 'Mending Heaven One Sword' in the 'Wudang Three Uniques'!"

Gongsun Mo Ming didn't expect that the other party's sword was so slow that it had such power, only to feel that an invisible force was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and even he was almost out of breath. He was about to take a few steps back, avoiding the invisible pressure directly above, but who knew that his feet suddenly loosened, and his whole body fell straight into the collapsed ground, and the gravel and mud reached his waist, and he couldn't move a single inch for a while;

Seeing that the opponent's sword was unavoidable, Gongsun Mo Ming had no choice but to take a deep breath in the impermeable sword qi, and put his palms on top of his head, just clamping the tip of the sword that had fallen. As soon as the fall of the Qing Dao Chang continued in mid-air, the figure continued to fall, and the originally straight blade of this "Love-Grabbing" sword gradually began to bend until it folded into a semicircle.

Then I only heard a clear sound of "pop", and the sword of the Zhen Pavilion of the Buried Sword Pavilion finally couldn't withstand the strength of the two of them, and it was cut in two. The head of the first Qingdao who was hanging in the air hurriedly let go of his sword and fell to the side, his wheezing sound mixed with a heart-rending cough, and said, "Ahem...... Join...... Even this sword...... cough cough cough cough ...... You actually took it...... Ahem...... Very good......"

Gongsun Mo Ming also let go of his breath, jumped out of the ground, and praised while shaking off the mud and stones on the golden robe: "The old Taoist chief's sword is stronger than a sword, and the third sword behind me is afraid that I won't be able to catch it." Yiqing Daoist was slightly stunned, and immediately coughed again, and said with a smile: "You can catch it...... Ahem...... I ......saw him hunched over, staggering back to the place where the sword was placed, and tried to pick up the last "dustless" sword on the ground, but he did not draw the sword out of its sheath, but supported his body with the sword, coughing vigorously, clearly not relieving himself from the consumption of the second sword.

For a while, the tens of thousands of people present were silent, and they didn't dare to urge the Wudang head who was over ninety years old, so they could only wait quietly for him to calm down. After a while, the head of Yiqing in the field had another heart-rending cough, suddenly sighed, turned his head to Ye Dinggong on the high platform in the north and said, "That's it...... The final 'Dao One Sword' was shot, regardless of whether the Gongsun Sect Leader could take it or not...... Ahem...... Lao Dao himself is certain to die...... Ahem...... Please also ...... Please also ask Lord Ye to be gracious...... Rong Laodao left this life, so that he could pass on this set of 'Wudang Three Uniques' to his disciples...... It will not be lost in the hands of the old way...... Ahem......"

As soon as the words fell, before Ye Dinggong could respond, the Wudang faction in the pergola in the east had already swarmed out, and helped the Yiqing Dao Leader in the field back, and the Yiyun Dao Leader saluted Ye Dinggong and said: "The True Martial Arts Sect has tried its best to fight today, but in the end, it is not as good as the Gongsun Sect Master's world-beating skills, and it really has the trust of Ye Sect Master." Ye Dinggong had to smile bitterly twice and did not answer.

And everyone present saw that the head of Wudang gave up halfway, and he didn't use the last "sword of preaching", so he was inevitably a little disappointed. Someone muttered in a low voice: "It's a pity, it's a pity! Looking at the posture of the first two swords, if there is really a more powerful third sword, the Divine Fire Sect Leader will definitely not be able to catch it! It's just that Yiqing Dao is too old, otherwise even if he is twenty or thirty years younger, this 'No. 1 in the world' must be his." Some people also said: "Don't look at the head of Wudang to have the upper hand, in fact, the other party has the intention to give in." If Gongsun Mo Ming came up and attacked with all his might, I was afraid that the Daoist would not even have a chance to draw his sword. Now he took the initiative to admit defeat, but he took advantage. Someone else said: "This old way is really hard to search, he obviously has a sword in the Wudang faction, but he has to take care of others to borrow it - now he has destroyed two swords of others, and when it is his turn to use his own sword, he actually doesn't fight?" I have never seen such a brazen person!"

However, at present, the Ji Sect Master of the Tianxing Sect, the Li Zhangmen of the Baiyun Sword Sect, the two Zen masters of the White Horse Temple, and the Yiqing Dao Master of the Wudang Sect have all been defeated by Gongsun Mo Ming, and no matter how arrogant the major gangs present and even the masters of the martial arts are, they no longer dare to challenge the Divine Fire Sect Leader in the field. Yan Sidao saw that the overall situation had been decided, so he stepped out again, puffing out dry smoke and asked, "Which other heroes want to give teaching?" No one answered even three times, so he smiled slightly, and asked Ye Dinggong on the high platform in the north: "Regarding the matter of the Divine Fire Sect Gongsun Sect Leader being the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, the entire Central Plains Martial Arts has no objections at this time, but I don't know what the Xuanwu Feihua Sect wants? Do you want to admit defeat and serve my family leader as the leader of the alliance, or will you send someone to compete?"