The fastest reaction was still Lao Wang, his cheeks bulged, and the big chicken leg had blurted out, shooting towards the green-robed Taoist.

"Thief, dare to break into Wudang Mountain at night and eat a sword from the poor road!" This green-robed Taoist is the cloud heart in Wudang's "Four Clouds", he made a mistake with both swords, picked up the big chicken legs, and the sword blade actually gave birth to a green and red foot with a sword more than three inches long.

Liar! Obviously there are two swords, what can you say about one sword! Ba Jinlun has always hated this kind of dishonest monk the most.

Mo Yangui had already greeted her, her twin thorns were thrown under the cliff, and she could only use the rotten bone erosion heart palm to fight with Yun Xin in close combat, but the internal strength of the Wudang Sect practiced by Yun Xin was extremely strong, and it actually faintly formed a gang qi outside the body, excluding all the toxins carried by the palm wind.

"Senior sister, don't panic, I'm here to help you!" Ba Jinlun was about to step forward to help with the big golden wheel, but he heard a clear roar from Yunxin, which was long and long, and the gongs outside the Taoist temple suddenly made a loud sound, and the voices of people were boiling.

Wang Mingtu frowned and said, "Don't rub around here, go quickly." ”

Ba Jinlun jumped up and down with the big golden wheel, but Yunxin's double swords were really strange, the cyan sword was thick and slow, and the red sword was agile and sharp. In particular, this person's pace was extremely steady, and every step was accurately stepped on the empty position that was difficult for the two of them to attack, so that in the face of the power of him and Mo Yangui's joint efforts, he could actually fight back on the basis of preventing a drop of water.

"Wudang Yunxin's Liangyi swordsmanship, both offensive and defensive, you can't help him in half an hour, and when Wudang's 'three and four clouds' old bull noses are all here, you can't leave if you want to. The king scolded viciously, "Hurry up and get rid of Lao Tzu!"

Let's go, what to do so fiercely. He and Mo Yangui glanced at each other, leaving the green mountains not afraid of running out of firewood, and slipping away.

Whoosh, the two of them crossed the Yunxin Dao man one left and one right, and the Dao man did not stop him, his swords were returned to the sheath, and he hugged his shoulders and looked at the backs of the two of them in the distance, it seemed that as long as he looked at the king's disciples, everything would be fine.

......

Malegobi, how many Taoist priests are there on this Wudang Mountain.

As soon as the two of them jumped out of the Taoist temple, they saw the dense old Taoist priests, small Taoist priests, and the old and small Taoist priests rushing towards the Taoist temple from all directions with torches.

"Hugh is gone, the flower thief!"

"Uncle Yun has a life, and the Zhenwu Great Array ......"

However, the light skills of the Wudang faction were really lackluster, and the two of them were like butterflies in the crowd, and no one was able to stop them for a while.

"Donor, please stay. ”

In front of him, three old Daoists dressed in cyan Taoist robes with fluttering sleeves finally appeared, and their momentum was different from that of ordinary Wudang disciples.

"Little donor, don't come unharmed. Yun Xiangji said.

"Poor Road Cloud Clear ......"

"Poor Road Cloud Cultivation ......"

The two old Taoists behind him also saluted in unison.

Wudang Siyun arrived at Sanyun! His eyes rolled sharply, the legendary "Sanjing" of the higher generation did not appear, and we still have a chance.

"Hey, it's a big night, Yunxiang, what are you doing with such a big movement and disturbing so many Taoist cultivators, it's really a sin and a sin, Amitayus Buddha. He quietly took Mo Yangui's hand and asked, "Senior sister, how many can you handle?"

"If I have two stabs in my hands, Yun Qing and Yun Xiu will not be able to keep me if they join forces. ”

Hearing this, he hurriedly stuffed the big golden wheel into Mo Yangui's hand, and patted his chest, "Senior sister, you just have to deal with these two bulls, and Yunxiang will hand it over to me to deal with." ”

"You?" Mo Yangui tilted his head, looking incredulous.

He quietly took out a cloth bag from behind his back, and smiled obscenely: "This thing specializes in Yunxiang's bull's nose." ”

A foul smell suddenly diffused, Yun Xiang's face changed, he waved the dust in his hand, took two steps back, and shouted: "Formation!"

In the group of Taoist priests, four Taoists with umbrellas actually ran out, and as soon as the four iron umbrellas were opened, they immediately covered the clouds without leaking. Ba Jinlun threw the cloth bag in his hand and sank straight into the sea, with no effect.

Damn, that's okay! He jumped to his feet in a hurry and scolded.

"Amitayus Buddha......!

Yun Qing and Yun Xiu took a step forward, each holding a long sword, and directly took him and Mo Yangui.

The big golden wheel was like two golden lightning bolts in Mo Yangui's hands, blocking the two long swords. Soul Chasing Thorn was urged by the Hehuan Technique of her eighth layer of skill, and a bloody aura quietly diffused.

The two old men had calm faces, and the long swords in their hands were not in a hurry or slow, sometimes like mud and sand, majestic and heavy, sometimes like a fierce horse galloping, recklessly.

This must be Wudang's peerless Tai Chi swordsmanship, known as "If you can't kill you, you will grind you to death", the first ink magic skill in the rivers and lakes!

A stick of incense time has passed......

Time has passed for two pillars of incense......

"Yunqing old turtle, I know that you are a 'crotch covering faction', but you don't need to cover your crotch so tightly, right?"

"Yun Xiu, you slut, nine out of ten moves are to protect your body, are you here to fight or to be a sandbag. ”

"Can you make the Tai Chi swordsmanship look like this, and you are not afraid of Zhang Sanfeng's old bull's nose, so angry that he crawled out of the coffin and pumped your ass?"

Ba Jinlun pointed to the side, but the two old Daoists turned a deaf ear as if they were deaf, and the two long swords drew a circle on the left and a circle on the right, enveloping the two of them and Mo Yangui, and later, the two old Daoists simply closed their eyes and danced on their own.

On the contrary, Yun Xiang, who was shrinking behind the iron umbrella, was not calm, he raised his right hand, and the sword boy handed over a long sword with a simple shape.

Qiang - the long sword is unsheathed, and the cold light is suddenly released.

Yun Xiang didn't say a word, and stabbed at Ba Jinlun with all his strength.

He was about to join the war group and find an opportunity to replenish Mo Yangui's true qi, but he didn't expect Yun Xiang to be so bitter and hateful to him, and wanted his life with a sword containing ten percent of his internal strength.

Ba Jin ** angry, meowed, you Wudang head is not right, not only grudge but also cleanliness, even I, the thief of the flower picking gate, can't look down on you, I fought with you!

At that moment, he also condensed the internal force of the whole body on his fists, and pushed it over against the cold.

As soon as Fang made a move, he regretted it, only to see that Yun Xiang's sword was like carrying the stars in the sky, as bright as a galaxy, like a swimming dragon, it seemed to directly break through time and space, and contained a mighty aura of heaven and earth on this sword.

"True martial arts, the demons are scattered!" Yun Xiang shouted, and the blade of the sword reached Ba Jinlun's eyebrows in an instant.

Fooled! What this guy is holding in his hand is the treasure of the Wudang faction [True Martial Sword], the power of a sword, it is so powerful!

Originally, he thought that with his sixth-layer Hehuan Jue's skills, he would not be defeated in one move anyway, but unexpectedly, this famous martial arts lord actually used the [True Martial Sword] against him, a rookie in the rivers and lakes, and broke ten percent of his internal strength with one blow.

Ba Jinlun closed his eyes in despair, farewell, my dream of a thief, farewell, my rivers and lakes......