As a Taoist holy place since ancient times, although the three mountains of Heming, Dragon and Tiger, and Qiyun can be said to be the giants of the Daomen, due to the influence of the world-shattering forbidden Dao pardon decree, the luck of this mountain gate is also more or less lost. Only this "Wudang Mountain", which has the reputation of the world's first immortal mountain, can be alone under the ban of the first emperor back then, not to mention the incense, just say that the purple glow on the seventy-two peaks is only stronger than before. Being able to stand still in this forbidden torrent, Wudang can be said to be worthy of being the head of the world's Daomen.

Wudang can extend this incense for a hundred years, which has its own uniqueness, in addition to the lineage of this door, the martial arts line also has a long history. It is said that the world's martial arts come out of Shaolin in the north and Wudang in the south, and even the first martial artist of the Dashuo Dynasty today, the high-flying Dashuo Emperor Jin Rin went south to the Central Plains when he was young, and laid a three-year martial arts foundation in Wudang, so in a sense, the elders of Wudang are still the teachers of the emperors of the Dashuo Dynasty. Today's Daoist Zhang Yiren first entered the Daomen, and he also asked in this Wudang Mountain for three years, and finally achieved a positive result, and then entered Shu. And the name of Wudang Mountain is by no means an instant hit because of one of these people's standing in the sky, as a century-old sect, Wudang Mountain's deep precipitation is a part of the ordinary sect beyond the reach of the dust. In addition, there are many hermits on Wudang Mountain, and no one dares to say that there will be another number one in the world in a certain corner of the seventy-two peaks. Not to mention anything else, let's just say that Shen Cangsheng, the current head of Wudang with unfathomable strength, is a big man who can't even guess the true strength of a force like Feng Ling Pavilion, so that the top ten masters evaluated by Dayuan don't dare to rank him in vain. And most of the top ten masters of the popular rivers and lakes have more or less endless relationships with this Wudang.

On this day, a major event happened in Wudang, which regarded itself as the originator of Nanwu, that is, more than half of the hall of the seventy-two peaks was actually pierced by a pilgrim with a sword!

Who did it?

The little Taoist priest who had seen the comer was only a white-clothed swordsman, holding a jade-like sword in his hand, and every time he killed a peak person, the sword intent came first. When the jade sword with an almost transparent body flew from another mountain peak, a powerful sword intent also enveloped it. Under this sword intent, those mountain guards are all difficult to move half a step, for fear that thousands of openings will be drawn on their bodies as soon as they move.

The white-clothed swordsman did not hurt anyone, every time he arrived at a peak, he first called out the Taoist priest who guarded the peak, handed out two swords to defeat it, and then swung his sword and stabbed towards the next peak. Comes and goes like the wind, and the means are sharp.

There was a defeated mountain guardian Taoist who stood in place for a long time, and was amazed at a group of little Taoist priests, and bluntly said that this Wudang Mountain, which has experienced the world's forbidden roads, is it possible that all this hundred years of luck will be buried in the hands of a swordsman today?

There are also well-informed people, after seeing the superb methods of the swordsman, they also clearly recognize the origin of the jade sword.

The name of the sword is empty.

Legend has it that this sword was forged by a three-foot-long piece of South China Sea jade that Yu Zhengting, a master of foundry, occasionally obtained when he was young. In the Later Han Dynasty, the sword fell into the hands of Feng Ling Pavilion, and was later loaned by the former pavilion master to the swordsman Feng Changgeng from Kunlun. In this way, the white-clothed swordsman ......

Everyone suddenly realized that this person was the Kunlun Sword Head Feng Changgeng, who had entered the Central Plains a few years ago, and had become famous in the rivers and lakes in recent days because he defeated Mu Xuan, the current Fengling Pavilion Master who was one of the top ten masters, with two swords!

It is said that when the former Feng Ling Pavilion Master borrowed the sword Feng Chang Geng, he said that if he could occupy a place among the top ten masters in the future, he would not need to return this sword. Feng Changgeng has not heard from him in the past 20 years, and there is a lot of gossip on the rivers and lakes that this Feng Changgeng took the famous sword of the Central Plains and ran back to Kunlun to be a shrinking turtle, and also named it a "sword thief". I don't want this Kunlun swordsman to come back to the Central Plains twenty years later, it is so shocking, the two swords defeated the Fengling Pavilion Lord Mu Xuan, who is now in full swing, not to mention, he even dared to kill Wudang Mountain alone on this day, is it true that no one in the Central Plains martial arts is invincible?

The seventy-two peaks were pierced through, Feng Changgeng's footsteps did not stop at all, when he climbed the Jade Pillar Peak, Feng Changgeng carried a long sword, and the sword body of the whole body of white jade was mysterious under the reflection of purple light.

At this time, there was a tall figure standing on the main hall of the Jade Pillar Peak, and the whole person was standing in front of the hall like an iron tower, with cold eyes and raised eyebrows, with nothing in his hands but majestic, standing in place and looking at the white-clothed swordsman who climbed the stairs.

Feng Changgeng smiled sneeringly: "This Dao Leader seems to have been waiting for me for a long time. ”

The voice of the figure was strong: "Zhou Yudong, the senior disciple of Xia Wudang." I don't know what happened to this layman who broke into my Wudang Mountain Gate today?"

The white-clothed swordsman held the sword in his left hand, pressed the sword finger on the back of his left hand with his right hand, held the sword and saluted: "In the wind Chang Gung, there are two things that I came to Wudang to do today, one is to ask the Taoist elders for advice, temper the way of the sword, and ask the Taoist masters to give advice." ”

"Bold Feng Chang Geng, really deceive me Wudang no one?!"

I saw Feng Changgeng hunting in his robe, took one step, smiled loudly, and said loudly to the heavens and the earth: "The Kunlun sword is the first Feng Changgeng, and Ling Xuan in his hand has not been sheathed for twenty years!"

Suddenly, a thousand zhang of purple light burst out from the main hall of the Jade Pillar Peak, and Ling Xuan in Feng Changgeng's hand became more and more transparent, as if there was nothing in the light and shadow, and flew up to take the peak guarding Taoist priest in front of the main hall of the Jade Pillar Peak.

The Taoist priest guarding the peak on the Jade Pillar Peak was obviously more skilled than the rest of the peaks, and when he saw at a glance that the heavy shape of this sword was not heavy, he immediately waved his sleeves to shatter its shape, and the sword momentum decreased sharply.

Here, Feng Changgeng's figure followed up very quickly, and after seeing that the sword momentum of this first sword was easily dissolved by him, he put away his joking thoughts, quickly put away his sword and started it, condensed his mind and handed out a sword again, and the sword momentum climbed to the top.

It is exactly the same as the sword on the top of the Pavilion on that day.

I saw Zhou Yudong's figure sinking suddenly, his feet stepped out of two deep pits on the ground, and his hands faintly grasped the void, and a strong cyclone with a diameter of more than ten zhang suddenly rose with it as the center, stirring and stirring the wind and clouds.

Tai Chi cloud hand, the Wudang faction opened the mountain martial arts, and pioneered the unloading of a vein.

On the other hand, Feng Changgeng's expression was unmoved, and the sword in his hand was handed forward by three inches, and the sword momentum between heaven and earth did not decrease but increased, colliding with the cyclone, and there was a bang.

The two consume each other, and it is difficult to distinguish for a while.

I saw Zhou Yudong's hands in the air for a full moon, the whole body sank again, and the cyclone around his body exploded in all directions, swinging out layers of ripples of purple qi on this jade pillar peak, and the sword momentum handed by Feng Changgeng was already the end of the strong crossbow under this.

Feng Changgeng slammed the sword away, spun out a sword flower in the air, and then took the sword out of his hand, and the whole person followed.

In a competition, he threw his sword twice, and his sword moves were ethereal, and the sword intent was unprecedented.

Feng Changgeng had words on his mouth, and the words resounded through the seventy-two peaks of Wudang: "The sword goes Kunlun!"

I saw Feng Changgeng receiving the sword at a high place, and the white clothes were like pear blossoms slowly blooming on the top of this Jade Pillar Peak. The swordsman spun in a gorgeous arc in the air and threw his sword out three times, and the majestic sword momentum condensed again, pouring down from the sky from above like a tidal wave.

There was a small path watching from the side of this jade pillar peak was stunned, and unconsciously his face was hot, and when he reached out to touch it, it was a bloody mouth that had been cut, and it was surging outward.

The Taoist priest who guarded the peak was pale, so he had to raise the clouds again and condense the cyclone. However, this old technique was repeated but failed to resist this round of sword qi, the ten-zhang cyclone was reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye under the cold sword momentum, and in less than three breaths, Feng Changgeng had already come to Zhou Yudong with a sword, and he could cut off people's heads with a sword in his hand!

At this time, a white Lian burst out from a hundred miles away, blocking all the remnants of his sword in the back bar between Feng Changgeng and the Taoist priest who guarded the peak. Immediately, an old Taoist priest in a gossip robe with a dust whisk in his hand appeared from the sea of clouds, as if a voice came from the nine heavens:

"Wudang taught Shen Cangsheng and brought Wudang disciples to visit Kunlun Sword Head. ”

Feng Changgeng put away his sword and raised his head, looked at the white-headed old Dao with the appearance of an immortal, and said with a smile: "Feng someone came here today to discuss the Dao, and he didn't want to disturb the Qing Xiu of the Sect, it's really ashamed." ”

Although Feng Changgeng said this, his expression was unruly and he had no sense of guilt. The dignified martial arts holy land, the eight-hundred-mile Wudang Mountain was beaten so badly by a martial artist today, and the Wudang Sect Leader Shen Cangsheng couldn't help but shake his head and sigh when he saw this.

"The head of the sword just said, there are two things that I came to Wudang to do today, one is to temper the way of the sword, so what are the two doings?"

"Find a little Taoist. ”

"The head of the sword said it was okay. ”

Feng Changgeng smiled with his sword and said loudly: "This person's name is Zhang Yusheng. ”