But he didn't have time to stop and think, because Li Wen said that he didn't stop.

With a whoosh, the broken teeth snapped back again, the speed was even faster than the first sword, and the sword light didn't even have time to gather into a line, and the iron sword pierced through countless flying leaves, dragging a blue electric light to the old man's body.

But Lao Dao also calmed down, pinching the seal in his hand, the wind and sand wrinkled before the iron sword, and he could hardly see.

The furious rotation of the sand and dust was extremely subtle, but extremely violent, quickly rubbing against the blade of the broken tooth.

Although the flying sword is respected by Wudang Mountain, what Wudang Mountain is best at has never been the art of flying swords, but the Taoist art.

But even so, the broken tooth was only blocked for a moment, and then it was in front of Lao Dao again, like a black light.

The cold sword wind blew the old man's sleeve robe and his expression was cold, but he still didn't move, and he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging or resisting with a flying sword.

In front of him were four small black flags, two feet long, and the black flags were embroidered with dark red patterns, but he knew that they were not flags, but four swords.

Heavenly Demon Banner Sword.

According to legend, two hundred years ago, it was one of the treasures that Wudang Founding Patriarch Sanfeng Zhenren fought against the Demon Sect Ancestral Court, and was taken from it and sealed.

To be able to use this kind of thing, even with his status in Wudang Mountain, it is difficult and difficult, and he sighed helplessly, and said in his heart that this time he not only had to face the backlash of this magic sword, but also explained to his senior brother Zhang Yuanzhi who he didn't want to face the most.

But everything is still worth it, at least the power of the Heavenly Demon Banner Sword makes him very satisfied, just standing there, it has already made Li Wenshuo's ancient sword that he doesn't know where it came from buzz and tremble, but he can't get an inch.

At the same time, Lao Dao's gray flying sword did not stop, and took the opportunity to shoot towards Li Wenshuo.

This sword is very powerful, and the slender sword body is wrapped in a violent sword gang, not only is it extremely fast, but if you touch it, it will definitely open the skin and flesh, and it will be useless to wear ten layers of iron armor.

Li Wenshuo's strength surprised him a little, and he always felt that with his own cultivation, the reason why he was not on this martial arts list was just because he stayed in the mountains all year round and was not known to the world.

After all, on Wudang Mountain, in addition to Zhang Yuanzhi, there is also more than one master who breaks the military realm, is it possible that he can't even compare to a twenty-year-old junior?

But now that I saw Li Wenshuo, I realized that I thought I was overestimating, but I still underestimated my opponent.

The opponent was much stronger than he imagined, if he didn't have the Heavenly Demon Banner Sword, he might not even be able to win, if he just looked at the flying sword technique, he was already defeated.

Over time, things change.

Therefore, he was very serious about his sword, and he went all out, wanting to fight for only one sword, that is, to defeat Li Wenshuo.

Li Wenshuo frowned, these four flags are not just weapons, they are intertwined, they are also a rather complicated formation!

Knowing the past, the four small flags gave him the feeling of being trapped in a sea of corpses and blood, except for the dead silence, there was nothing else, not even murderous aura.

However, he still felt a hint of murder in the eyes of the old man.

So he raised his eyes and glanced at the long sword flying in the air, and as soon as the sword came out, the sky was dark, which was quite bluffing, but in Li Wenshuo's eyes, it was just bluffing.

Li Wenshuo had already gotten out of the carriage and stood on the mountain road, he stretched out his hand, so the mountain wind fluttered, like picking leaves, and took off the flying sword in the air, extremely relaxed and casual.

The blade of the sword flashed, cutting through his skin, but there was not a single wound left at all.

It's like he's the master of this flying sword!

Seeing this scene, Lao Dao was shocked, and his two eyes were about to pop out, he really didn't understand how the flying sword he used with all his strength could be picked up by Li Wenshuo like a child's toy!

Li Wenshuo didn't look at Lao Dao at this time, just looked at the seemingly ordinary flying sword in his hand, the iron sword was slender and extremely light, restless in his hand, and wanted to break free, no wonder, in fact, at this time, Lao Dao was still controlling this flying sword.

But Li Wenshuo's white and tender hands were like an iron tong, clamping the flying sword tightly, no matter how Lao Dao controlled it, fine beads of sweat had already appeared on the top of his head, and he was still motionless.

The old Taoist couldn't believe it, what did Li Wenshuo's hand do, he was completely not afraid of the sword on the sword, and he was not a disciple of Buddhism, could it be that he had practiced Buddhism's King Kong was not bad?

Suddenly, Li Wenshuo let go, and the gray flying sword was like a sparrow leaving the cage, and it was about to fly into the air in an instant.

A hint of joy also appeared on the old man's face.

But the next moment, before the flying sword flew two feet away, I saw Li Wenshuo slap it with a very casual palm, like a fly, and hit the middle of the narrow flying sword.

With a snap, the flying sword broke in two and fell into the dust, dim and dull, like two pieces of scrap metal.

At the same time, the old Taoist's face turned pale in an instant, his body was unstable, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, almost unable to maintain this Heavenly Demon Banner Sword.

The natal flying sword was forcibly destroyed, which made him suffer a lot of injuries when his mind was tied to the sword.

Looking at this scene, Lao Huang held the umbrella in his hand and confirmed that as long as his umbrella was here, no matter how sharp the old flying sword was, it would be impossible to pass over his body, so he was also a lot more relieved.

But now it seems that all this does not need him to do anything at all, and it is also worth him and Li Wenshuo to join forces, how can it be a character like Li Juexian.

Even Li Juexian, who was seriously injured, is definitely the most dangerous person in the world, I believe that it is a strong person like Wushuang and Zhang Yuanzhi, if it is against him, he needs to go all out.

There are also two people with similar thoughts, such as Chen Yiyi, such as the housekeeper Chai Hu, who are almost blindly convinced of Li Wenshuo's strength.

With a sword in his hand, who in the world is invincible?

As for Ou Yemo, the old man was also shocked, although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, but now he saw with his own eyes that he, a child who had been brought up single-handedly, had reached this level, which also made him sigh.

And Li Tianyi and Zhou Bingyun, looking at Li Wenshuo and the old Taoist of Wudang Mountain who they didn't know, this battle across hundreds of zhang was already shocked, if they didn't know each other, it was estimated that they felt like they had met a fairy.

The old Taoist stabilized the injuries in his body, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood, then he snorted coldly, looked at Li Wenshuo, and pinched the Dao seal in his hand, the air turned from white to gray, and there seemed to be a piece of gray sand flying in the air.

Before, the sun was dazzling, but now the air is white, smoke and fog, indistinguishable, the distance of two or three hundred zhang in a radius, up and down, wrapped tightly.

Li Wenshuo frowned, limited eyesight was not a big deal for him, but this mist was a little weird, even his consciousness was compressed to a foot around him, and even the broken teeth that were hundreds of zhang away were forced to retreat to the front of him with the spread of this mist.

There is no way, if you can't understand it, you won't be able to control the flying sword.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Li Wenshuo whispered softly, holding the broken tooth in his hand, looking at the thick mist, he didn't care about this old man.

Because according to the way he looked just now, this old Taoist has more than enough defense and insufficient attack, and it may be really tricky to put it at the peak of the general Xuanche, but in his eyes, it is really not worth mentioning.

What really cared about him was the small black flag that blocked his attack just now, and he always felt that that thing, since it could easily block his attack, was not just used for defense.

Besides, this old Taoist can't make such a fog for no reason, just to block his mind, there will always be some means of attack, and he won't escape.

And even with the thick fog, he could still feel the anger of the destruction of the opponent's flying sword and the murderous aura of Senran.

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Chapter Summary But he didn't have time to stop and think, because Levine said he didn't stop.

With a whoosh, the broken teeth snapped back again, the speed was even faster than the first sword, and the sword light didn't even have time to gather into a line, and the iron sword pierced through countless flying leaves, dragging a blue electric light to the old man's body.

But Lao Dao also calmed down, pinching the seal in his hand, the wind and sand wrinkled before the iron sword, and he could hardly see.

The furious rotation of the sand and dust was extremely subtle, but extremely violent, quickly rubbing against the blade of the broken tooth.

Although the flying sword is respected by Wudang Mountain, what Wudang Mountain is best at has never been the art of flying swords, but the Taoist art.

But even so, the broken tooth was only blocked for a moment, and then it was in front of Lao Dao again, like a black light.

The cold sword wind blew the old man's sleeve robe and his expression was cold, but he still didn't move, and he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging or resisting with a flying sword.

In front of him were four small black flags, two feet long, and the black flags were embroidered with dark red patterns, but he knew that they were not flags, but four swords.

Heavenly Demon Banner Sword.

According to legend, two hundred years ago, it was one of the treasures that Wudang Founding Patriarch Sanfeng Zhenren fought against the Demon Sect Ancestral Court, and was taken from it and sealed.

To be able to use this kind of thing, even with his status in Wudang Mountain, it is difficult and difficult, and he sighed helplessly, and said in his heart that this time he not only had to face the backlash of this magic sword, but also explained to his senior brother Zhang Yuanzhi who he didn't want to face the most.

But everything is still worth it, at least the power of the Heavenly Demon Banner Sword makes him very satisfied, just standing there, it has already made Li Wenshuo's ancient sword that he doesn't know where it came from buzz and tremble, but he can't get an inch.

At the same time, Lao Dao's gray flying sword did not stop, and took the opportunity to shoot towards Li Wenshuo.

This sword is very powerful, and the slender sword body is wrapped in a violent sword gang, not only is it extremely fast, but if you touch it, it will definitely open the skin and flesh, and it will be useless to wear ten layers of iron armor.

Li Wenshuo's strength surprised him a little, and he always felt that with his own cultivation, the reason why he was not on this martial arts list was just because he stayed in the mountains all year round and was not known to the world.

After all, on Wudang Mountain, in addition to Zhang Yuanzhi, there is also more than one master who breaks the military realm, is it possible that he can't even compare to a twenty-year-old junior?

But now that I saw Li Wenshuo, I realized that I thought I was overestimating, but I still underestimated my opponent.

The opponent was much stronger than he imagined, if he didn't have the Heavenly Demon Banner Sword, he might not even be able to win, if he just looked at the flying sword technique, he was already defeated.

Over time, things change.

Therefore, he was very serious about his sword, and he went all out, wanting to fight for only one sword, that is, to defeat Li Wenshuo.

Li Wenshuo frowned, there are more than four flags