Cultivating the immortal world, the moon is in the sky, bright and gentle, the soft moonlight sets off a calm and peaceful night, the moonlight falls on the tree, falling mottled black shadows, sporadically like broken strips hanging on the tree.

The entrance to the secular world is in an extremely secluded place, and there is a large invisible array around it.

It is said that under the protection of the Invisible Array, if you don't know that there is a teleportation here, even if you have a five-fold cultivation realm, you may not be able to find this place.

The aura here, the first feeling that Wang Chengfeng felt was cool!

You must know that even if there is a spirit gathering array in Wudang Mountain, the aura there is not as good as here.

"It's enjoyable, it's worthy of cultivating immortals!" Even though it was dark night, Wang Chengfeng entered the city like a dirt bun, sucking in the aura here. It was hard for him to imagine how strong the aura here was when the heavens and the earth first opened.

For the monks, the darkness of the night did not interfere with their battles. The old Taoist pointed at Wang Chengfeng with a peachwood sword, and said with a look of expectation: "If you want to stay here, let the horse come!"

It is not difficult to see that the realm of this old Taoist is also an early stage. Wang Chengfeng wanted to test his combat effectiveness, so he didn't use the Soul Breaking Sword, and rushed to the old Taoist empty-handed.

When the old Taoist saw Wang Chengfeng coming with his bare hands, he also put away the peachwood sword, stepped with his legs, and played Tai Chi, which made Wang Chengfeng look forward to it and feel a little funny at the same time.

He sneered and said: "It is said that Taijiquan can be slow and fast, but I only believe in the world's martial arts, only fast is not broken." Today, let me see the power of your Tai Chi!"

Wang Chengfeng first used all his strength and punched the old Taoist.

The old Taoist crossed his legs, tied his horse with his steps, and opened his palms for defense. His movements seemed to be slow, but in the blink of an eye, he skillfully dissolved Wang Chengfeng's punch, which had the effect of four or two thousand catties.

"There are two hits!" Wang Chengfeng exclaimed, and then danced his fist like a tiger, one punch was as fast as a punch, as if there were dozens of arms, and dozens of fists kept attacking the old Taoist from all directions.

In the face of such a fast fist, the old Taoist was not in a hurry, and opened his arms to deal with it calmly.

His boxing technique is subtle and introverted, continuous, and can overcome rigidity with softness, and speed and slowness, which looks like flowing clouds and water, and has the effect of dialing thousands of catties in four or two.

The old Taoist's will, qi, shape, and spirit gradually tended to be integrated, and the surrounding defenses were impermeable, so that Wang Chengfeng's heavy punch was like a stone sinking into the sea.

coldly, the old Taoist also attacked Wang Chengfeng with a punch.

This punch looked unremarkable, even surprisingly slow, but it made Wang Chengfeng feel that this punch was everywhere, which made him a little distracted.

After a short period of distraction, Wang Chengfeng hurriedly turned his fist into a palm, and grasped the punch of the old Taoist.

The old Taoist's fist held by Wang Chengfeng trembled slightly, and Wang Chengfeng's palm was uncontrollably bounced open. At the same time, the old man's other hand slashed at a very slow speed.

The more Wang Chengfeng hit his heart, the more shocked he became, and he couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder so many people worship Tai Chi, it's so evil!"

He took several steps back, dodging the palm.

The old Taoist walked with his knees crossed, bullying forward, like a white crane with bright wings, extremely chic.

Wang Chengfeng realized that he was completely under the shroud of the old Taoist's palms and had nowhere to dodge, so he stretched out his arms and took the old Taoist's palm. At the same time, he raised his right foot and kicked the old man in the chest.

The old Taoist circled his hands, like hugging Tai Chi, and the spiritual power in his body formed a whirlpool, only sucking half of Wang Chengfeng's legs into it.

Not only that, the old Taoist's hands are still rotating, and it is possible to turn Wang Chengfeng's whole person up through Wang Chengfeng's leg at any time.

Wang Chengfeng hurriedly pulled out his leg but didn't take it back, his face was a little ugly, and he continued to exert force, and finally took his leg back.

It's just that at this time, Wang Chengfeng's face was already flushed, and he was panting heavily.

It was only a few rounds, and Wang Chengfeng was beaten so embarrassed.

Wang Chengfeng knew that if he continued to fight like this, he would be defeated, so he took dozens of steps back, and started Taijiquan like an old Taoist, wanting to see what the mystery of this Taijiquan was.

This time it's the old Taoist who is surprised, is this guy a competition or a learner?

"Fellow Daoist, if you want to learn Tai Chi, the old man will recommend it to you after passing the old man's level. The old man said while playing Tai Chi.

"No need, as long as you do Tai Chi once, I'll be fine!" Wang Chengfeng said confidently.

The old Taoist only said that Wang Chengfeng was to delay time, so he sneered: "Then let's wait for you to return to the secular world!"

Wang Chengfeng said angrily: "Do you really think I can't beat you?"

As he spoke, he took out the Soul Breaking Sword from the space ring on his back and shouted, "Let me teach you your Taiji Sword!"

When the old Taoist saw Wang Chengfeng take out his weapon, he smiled and said, "Okay, let you see it." ”

The old Taoist said, with a palm in his hand, the peachwood sword on the side was sucked straight over.

Wang Chengfeng couldn't stop laughing when he saw the old Taoist using a peachwood sword, he stepped into the sword, and a sword stabbed it, and the blue light flashed, making a loud sound.

The old Taoist's left-handed sword trick was obliquely drawn, the wooden sword was crossed, and a semicircle was drawn, which was flat on the spine of the Broken Soul Sword.

"Amazing!" Wang Chengfeng praised, he shook his wrist and flipped his sword, and the tip of the sword stabbed the old Taoist in the left flank. He didn't believe it, and with the best spiritual weapon in his hand, he couldn't cure the peachwood sword in the old Taoist's hand. As long as the blade of the Soul Breaking Sword touched lightly, the peachwood sword in the old Taoist's hand would inevitably be cut off.

The old Taoist turned back to the sword circle, and with a "snap", the two swords intersected, and each flew up.

The Soul Breaking Sword in Wang Chengfeng's hand shook like this, and he couldn't help but tremble, making a buzzing sound for a long time.

These two blades are one spiritual weapon and the other is a magic weapon, but the planes intersect, and Wang Chengfeng's cultivation is not enough, so he can't exert the power of breaking the soul, so that there is no difference between the spiritual weapon and the magic weapon. The old Taoist's move is to use his own bluntness and block the enemy's bladelessness, which is actually the essence of Tai Chi swordsmanship.

Wang Chengfeng is very cowardly, his moves are sharp, with the power of his body and spiritual power, he makes the soul break extremely sharp, and he uses all his strength, the blue light ripples, and the sword qi is permeated, as if there is a big snow mass rotating in front of him, emitting a bone-eroding cold air.

The old Taoist's wooden sword drew circles in this cold light, each move was stabbed out in an arc, and retracted in an arc, he didn't have any scum in his heart, and he used the sword with intention, and every move of the wooden sword seemed to release a filament, to be entangled in the Soul Breaking Sword, these filaments accumulated more and more, as if they had accumulated into a ball of silk, wrapping the Soul Breaking Sword.

After the two of them split to more than 20 moves, Wang Chengfeng's moves gradually became sluggish, and the more he fought, the more scared he became, fighting more than 40 moves and the two sides actually did not exchange swords.

The old Taoist cast a big net and gradually tightened it to the center.

This Tai Chi swordsmanship is just a variety of circles, large and small, positive and negative, oblique and straight, to say that there is only one move, but this move is always endless.

"I'm so angry!" Wang Chengfeng roared loudly, and the Soul Breaking Sword rushed forward.

The old Taoist saw that Wang Chengfeng was coming violently, and returned the sword to block the grid, Wang Chengfeng's wrist turned slightly, and the Soul Breaking Sword came sideways, and with a light sound, the head of the wooden sword had been cut off by three inches, and the Soul Breaking Sword was not hindered in the slightest, and came straight to the old Taoist's chest.

The old Taoist was startled, his left hand flipped over, and the two fingers of the food that was originally holding the sword trick clamped the sword body of the Broken Soul Sword, and the half of the wooden sword in his right hand slashed towards Wang Chengfeng's right arm.

Although the sword is wooden, it is not inferior to the iron sword under the spiritual power of the old Taoist.

Wang Chengfeng's right hand tried hard to recapture the Soul Breaking Sword, but the Soul Breaking Sword was caught by the old Taoist's two fingers, like iron casting, so that Wang Chengfeng couldn't move a bit.

Wang Chengfeng was frightened, and hurriedly abandoned the Soul Breaking Sword and retreated.

As soon as the sword is out of his hand, the victory and defeat have been decided.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist suddenly vomited blood from his mouth, and the whole person was paralyzed.

Wang Chengfeng seized the opportunity and picked up the sword and put it on the neck of the old Taoist.