"What?"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

The scar-faced man roared in shock, and under the leakage of his breath, the black robe he was wearing swelled with it, showing that his heart had set off a turbulent wave.

That little uncle Wudang, isn't he still on Feilai Peak?

We had deliberately avoided it in advance, how did he know about our whereabouts!

Could it be that everything is in his plan?

Is this still human?

......

The action that is determined to be won, but it is guarded by others.

The scar-faced man's confidence was greatly damaged, and he faintly felt that there were a pair of invisible eyes watching their every move in the void, and when they fell into the urn, it was chilling to think about it.

"You guys come behind me!" Xie Baoshu spoke.

"Yes, Senior Brother!" The Wudang disciples had the backbone of the main body, and their spirits were lifted, and they spontaneously came behind the senior brother, and confronted the many blood-clothed people without fear.

Trouble......

The scarred man's heart sank to the bottom.

Although this Wudang senior brother Xie Baoshu's martial arts realm is one grade lower than his own, his momentum is not inferior, and he can't figure it out for a while.

"Okay!" I'll wait for a total of seven people to go up the mountain immediately, see how long you can hold out alone? When you are in a mess, won't it be just a matter of backshanding to capture Wudang Mountain!" The scar-faced man raised his hand and slowly retreated thirty feet with the blood-clothed people, and did not rush forward rashly, as if he was patiently waiting for something.

Xie Baoshu's breath was calm, but he was not panicked, and it seemed that everything was in his chest.

Two groups of men and horses confronted each other on this mountainside stone platform.

The breath was solemn and silent for a long time, only the howling wind in the mountains was roaring.

Imminent!

......

"Quick, quick, quick!" the voice was urgent.

The blue-robed man's eyes were gloomy, his mouth kept urging, and his body turned into a gust of yin wind, all the way up.

"If you can take the lead in winning Wutian Pillar Peak, I will ask for credit for you in front of the ancestor afterwards, and when the time comes, in addition to the gold and silver beauties, there will also be the ancestor's magic magic and magic to give everyone, and everyone will be rewarded!"

He was greatly bewitched, and many blood-clothed people were also excited.

The rugged and treacherous mountain road ahead does not look dangerous at all, and the steps are like meteors, and the walk is like a smooth road.

The gloomy man sneered under his breath.

Although the avenue is easy to walk, it must be heavily guarded.

He had deliberately pretended to be a pilgrim before, sneaked into Wudang Mountain, and explored this rugged trail with great effort, and no one knew.

The bigger the movement of that idiot in the black sheath, the better, to attract the attention of Wudang Benshan.

And I don't know it, I don't know it......

Thinking of the scene where he officially worshipped under the ancestor and became the chief disciple after his success, the yin owl man snickered.

Who else will be the first contributor this time?

One by one, the blood-clothed people did not say a word, silently intruding, like ghosts wandering in the valley, eerie and compelling.

Seeing that the summit was in sight, the yin owl man's eyes gradually became bloodshot, full of pride.

The next moment, his pupils tingled, and he suddenly felt that the light of the northern starry sky was flickering, and the seven stars were bright, and there were actually seven starlights falling down like meteors.

"Not good!" The boundless killing machine came, a huge crisis rose in his heart, and he instinctively retreated, and when he fixed his eyes, he saw a dazzling light, where was the falling starlight, it was clearly ......

Seven extremely powerful sword lights!

Sneer......

The sword falls, the blood spattes!

The row of blood-clothed people at the front instantly stiffened in place, and the next moment their bodies were divided in two, and the corpses were on the spot, and the bloody breath filled the air.

"Who is it?" the owl man's eyes cracked.

The moonlight was white, sprinkled on the earth, and a beam of light hung down from the sky in the canyon, falling on a lonely figure holding a sword and being independent, with cold eyes and murderous intent.

People are like swords, and they are dazzling.

"Wudang Junior Uncle has a life, Shangguan Lingyun is here!"

Clear and cold, arrogant swordsman, independent under the moon, alone, blocking the sky of the first line, there is a husband who is the pass, and there is a trend that cannot be opened.

The sword intent came out of the body, pointing at it from afar, making people's eyebrows tingle, and their hearts were cold, and they didn't dare to approach.

......

The cliffs are like moats.

Whoosh ......

The flying claws broke through the air, with a long rope to hook the raised cliff corner, and there was a figure on it that was dexterous like a flying ape, using both hands and feet, flying eaves and walking on the wall.

"Black and green, these two fools, although they were earlier than me under the ancestral seat, their heads are not good. Wudang is a famous family, and after a thousand years, how can it be idle? Rushing up is just killing a thousand enemies and losing 800 yourself! Or the old lady is smart, secretly going up the mountain, don't compete in martial arts!" The corners of the bewitching woman's mouth slightly hooked a trace of arc, cunning as a fox.

Although it was tiring to climb the cliff, the top of the mountain was in sight, and a group of people sped up their movements and swished up, regardless of the fatigue of their bodies.

Laugh at......

Suddenly!

There was a slight cracking sound in the mountain wind, so fast that it seemed as if even the sound was left behind.

The aura is like a knife, bent like the moon, and slashed in the air.

What kind of knife is that?

Like the moon hook falling, Qi Qi is cold, ruthless with a knife, and kills all living beings.

"Ahhh......h

Screams rang out again and again.

The shuttle made of fine iron was suddenly cut in two, and the blood-clothed people fell into the valley screaming, shattered to pieces.

"Hurry up the mountain with light skills!" the bewitching woman screamed, her legs borrowed from the cliff wall again and again, her body rose into the air, and her red robe flew in the air, like a flying flame.

Radiant ......

The sword swelled like flowing water.

Those blood-clothed people went up the mountain with a flying rope, their bodies were horizontal in the air, and there was no way to retreat, and they were cut off by the ropes and fell down, and a small half was broken.

"Stop!" the bewitching woman screamed in surprise, swept up the mountain, and saw a lady standing there, holding a short knife like jasper, slender as a line of eyebrows, seemingly clear and shallow, but with a peerless edge.

"Wudang Zhuang Xiaolou, on the orders of the little master and uncle, I have been waiting here for a long time!"

The woman is gentle, but her words are as sharp as a knife.

The two girls looked at each other, and there was a flash of sword light in their eyes.

......

"In Xia Wudang, Hao Renzhen has been congratulating for a long time, and your every move is expected by the old man's uncle, and if you don't hurry up, don't say it!"

The red-faced man's eyes were bloodshot, his qi and blood were surging, and his raging anger seemed to burn the bandits in front of him who had boldly invaded his own door.

The yellow-robed man's face was ugly, and there were more than a dozen blood-clothed people behind him whose chests collapsed, as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer, bleeding from their seven orifices, and they looked like they were not alive.

They were already hidden enough, ignoring the beasts, going deep into the dense forest, sneaking in, but they didn't expect to be ambushed here, caught off guard, and suffered a big loss.

Could it be that someone in Wudang can predict the prophet?

A sinister lonely peak in the distance was independent, and he looked at it from afar, and his heart was inexplicably empty.

......

"Wudang Junior Uncle has a life, Wudang Wu Chaoran, here is waiting for Your Excellency!

Wu Chaoran no longer had the detached appearance of the past god wandering objects, his blank gaze focused into a point, staring at the enemy in front of him, and would not let go of any fish that slipped through the net.

Under the gaze, the oppressive force is huge!

The white-robed man had a gloomy face, a heavy breath, and did not speak for a long time.

The subordinates behind him were even more down, disgraced.

Is everything expected by Wudang Little Master?

Really......

Terrible!

......

"Hey, hey, hey, you ugly turtle grandsons dared to sneak attack my Wudang Mountain Gate, but you didn't know that all this was expected by my little uncle and old man. What are you! Who am you? If you don't change your name, if you don't change your surname, if you don't change your surname, Wudang Xiao Letian is also! Today, let you wait for your life to come, and you won't have your life to return!"

Xiao Letian's figure was like a phantom, pulling out the remnants of the Dao, as if he could turn one into a hundred, and the future offenders were surrounded by it, and from time to time he let out bursts of smug laughter.

On the opposite side was a green-robed young man with a gloomy and distorted face, like a demon in the world.

Uncle Wudang?

True... It's true......

Terrible!

......

"Little girl Yan Caiwei, with the order of the little uncle and ancestor, you don't want to succeed!" Yan Caiwei blushed, clenched her fists tightly to cheer herself up in her heart, and anger rose in her eyes, which had always been well-behaved and lovely.

With the jade hand and dragon claw, more than a dozen blood-clothed people had no power to fight back, and they were captured and subdued one after another.

The purple-robed woman held her breath and looked around suspiciously, for fear of falling into other ambushes.

Could it be that all the layout of his ancestor was expected by the little uncle of Wudang?

Next, what should I do?

It's urgent!

......

The breath is stagnant, the invisible oppression, and the breath is stagnant.

At this time, in front of the stone platform of the mountain gate, the scar-faced man waited for a long time, but he didn't notice the expected movement for a long time, and a strong sense of bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Don't wait!" At this time, Xie Baoshu said coldly, "Do you really think that all this can be unknown to the gods, and the ghosts will not know it? When the seven of our senior brothers went down the mountain, the little uncle and ancestor had already explained!"

"Trick up the mystery!" the scar-faced man was flustered, but he snorted coldly in his mouth, pretending to be disdainful, and then took out a fire torch, pulled out the primer, and pointed it into the air.

......

There was a sharp sound of breaking the air, and a little spark rushed into the sky, and then the fireworks exploded, dazzling and dazzling, and it could be seen for ten miles.

Woo Woo ......

Later, Mars also rose into space in six other directions, echoing each other from afar.

Seven fireworks appeared in the air, illuminating the dark mountains for a moment.

And they rise in the middle of the mountain.

They also encountered a strong enemy?

The same question arose in the heart of the Blood Demon Seven Demons.

A mountain flies in, far away, but at this time, it is infinitely magnified in front of me, and I am terrified.

They only felt that they were like insects, with teeth and claws, and they were menacing, but they fell into a cobweb that had already been knotted and threw themselves into the web!

There are really such immortal characters in this world!

People sit on the mountain, count the world?