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Beitang Wan'er's master was a monk in the middle stage of the Jindan of the Lichen Sect, and Zhuang Wudao had already learned about it from Beitang Wan'er a few months ago.

The Tianyi countries, the highest cultivation is only the realm of the primordial gods. The ten major sects in the world, plus those small sects and scattered cultivators, only have a total of about 200 people.

And the Jindan realm below is only more than 4,000 people. It seems that there are many people, but if it is distributed in the Tianyi countries within a radius of 180,000 miles, it is insignificant, and it is rare to see it in leisure.

Yuan Shen Realm cultivators rarely make moves, so the Jindan Realm is the backbone of the major sects. Cultivation only needs to reach this level, and it can already be in this shijie to take one side, call the king the ancestor, and open the national faction. Many royal families in the southeastern countries are descendants of Jindan realm monks.

And this master of Beitang Wan'er, whose name is Chi Lingzi, has always been known for his strong combat power even in the Lichen Sect, which is as strong as a cloud. There was once a crazy record of killing two third-order late-stage demon beasts with one enemy and two in a row, and it shocked the southeastern countries.

Seeing such a person, even if he asked himself Zhuang Wudao, he felt a sense of apprehension in his heart. Yun'er was also silent, and she didn't seem to dare to expose her traces in front of Jin Dan.

In the place of the battle, Beitang Wan'er chose a martial arts arena in the East Garden of Beitang's house. More than 100 zhang from north to south, extremely wide, is the daily martial arts practice place for the children of the Beitang family.

However, when Zhuang Wudao arrived with Beitang Wan'er, he found that this place was surprisingly quiet. Not only were there no children of the Beitang family around, but even those slaves were purged.

There were only three people in the martial arts arena, a young man with red hair and red robes, sitting upright on a high place. On the left and right are the North Hall and the North Hall are empty.

That Chi Lingzi was lazy, except for his body shape that was longer than ordinary people, and he couldn't see anything different from his body. However, Beitang Cangjue and Beitang Cangkong are both respectful, and they don't seem to dare to take a breath.

After Beitang Wan'er and Zhuang Wudao gave their respects, they stared at Zhuang Wudao up and down.

"You are Zhuang Wudao, the chief disciple of Yuecheng this year? It is a little interesting, the five-fold building of the Qi Realm, even if it is the top three seats of my Wujing Daoist Pavilion from the dust, it is only your level, but it is a pity that the spiritual root is a little worse. There are only five grades, and even those gatekeepers who leave the dust mountain are not as good!"

Speaking of this, Chi Lingzi smiled again: "However, the spiritual root is weak, but in the end, there can be great achievers, but the world also abounds. The third of the top ten scattered cultivators, 'Yuan Daozi', was also a five-grade spiritual root in the past, but now he is also a great monk at the peak of the Yuan Shen realm. Yun'er said that you can compare to her in everything except Linggen, and you will do everything possible to invite me over to have a look, so don't let me down. ”

Zhuang Wudao lowered his eyebrows and bowed deeply. It's just that I didn't see it, and the disdain flashed in the eyes of the North Hall and the North Hall.

Although the two of them attached great importance to him before, they only used him as a tool to suppress the Gu Yue family. I don't think that he has no way, and one day he can catch up with the achievements of 'Yuan Daozi'.

Even if his comprehension is stronger, with his five-grade spiritual root, if there is no special chance. At most, it can only be built to build a foundation, and it will turn into dry bones at the age of 200.

And even Chi Lingzi, when he said this, he was afraid that he never took it seriously.

The two of them stood still in the martial arts arena at first. Beitang Wan'er's small face was tense, but her eyes were burning with red flames.

"Wudao, your cultivation is a few lines higher than mine now, and if you want to compete fairly, then you need to suppress half of the true yuan first!"

Zhuang Wudao is indispensable, but it is strange that this Wan'er actually has a time to take the initiative to show weakness. was about to answer, but saw Beitang Wan'er's figure, which was already like a ghost. Stepping on the light and agile steps, he was unexpected, and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Armor-Piercing Sharpedge!"

The sharp finger strength, before he got close, had already broken through the qi around Zhuang Wudao's body.

Zhuang Wudao's pupils shrank suddenly, and without thinking about it, he slammed on the ground. The huge shock caused the surrounding mud and rocks to tumble, and also made Beitang Wan'er shake unsteadily for a while.

At this moment, Zhuang Wudao's figure also successfully exploded out of Sanzhang. Beitang Wan'er followed her like a shadow and chased after her.

The fingers are thousands of shadows, all of them are sharp, and it is difficult to find the true traces of the fingers. Just when Zhuang Wudao was gradually confused, the thousand finger shadows suddenly faded. A jade foot, already with a fierce force, stepped in front of his face.

"Is it the Fairy Shadow Floating Light?"

Zhuang Wudao's heart jumped violently, and he flashed sideways at the last moment. "Fairy Shadow Floating Light" is one of the thirty-six peerless schools inherited from the dust, which is not only above the sharp fingers of armor-piercing. It is not only a superb body method, but also a powerful leg method. The fairy shadow floats with a seventy-three moon blade, which can be described as famous. And when it comes to the Jindan realm, this "Fairy Shadow Floating Light" is another superb escape technique.

It's no wonder that Beitang Wan'er obviously has extremely clever kung fu, but she has never used it. "Fairy Shadow Floating Light" is a unique science passed down from the Dust Sect, which is unique in the world. Only disciples of the Lichen Sect who have a certain status can be qualified to practice.

Beitang Wan'er followed her teacher to practice this "Fairy Shadow Floating Light" in advance, which was a violation of the door rules, so she never performed it in front of outsiders.

Until today, Beitang Wan'er is already an official disciple of the Lichen Sect, and it is justified to perform this leg method.

In other words, in the battle on the ferry that day, Beitang Wan'er used fifty percent of her strength at most!

Beitang Wan'er also chuckled: "It's my 'Immortal Shadow Floating Light' from the Dust Sect, and Senior Brother Wudao actually recognizes it?" Wan'er hasn't practiced at home yet, please advise Senior Brother." ”

But it is unforgiving, the wind blows on the legs, the anger is like a blade, the arc is like a knife, and the legs are kicked in a row. 'Fairy Shadow Floating Light Seventy-Three Moon Blade', a total of seventy-three kicks, is the most famous killing style in "Fairy Shadow Floating Light". Circulating charged combos, one leg stronger than the other.

Zhuang Wudao lost the opportunity and was forced to be embarrassed. If it had been three months ago, it would have been possible to admit defeat and surrender early.

However, in the dream world, under the guidance of the sword spirit Yun'er March, it is no longer what it used to be.

The pace retreats to avoid the edge. But he has gradually stabilized his position, his fist is like a dragon, and he continues to interfere with his strength.

Beitang Wan'er's 'Seventy-Three Moon Blade', sure enough, by the time of the twenty-fourth kick, it was no longer connected. I had to stop halfway and rush down with my sword again.

Without the use of legs, Beitang Wan'er's body is even faster, with thousands of changes, and it is so weird that it is unpredictable. There was a hint of spiral power in that finger, and even Zhuang Wudao's powerful stele wrestler was still forced to retreat step by step.

Zhuang Wudao's heart also sank again, Beitang Wan'er was both internal and external, and the sharp finger of armor-piercing was famous for the words 'armor-piercing' and 'sharp', and there was no spiral strength. This kind of strange and difficult strength should come from her internal cultivation method, but I don't know what kind of inner mastery?

At this time, outside the field, the sky of the North Hall and the sky of the North Hall were desperate, and there was a little smile in their eyes. Even Gu Yueming, who practiced the four-story building of the Qi Realm, had never forced Zhuang Wudao to be so embarrassed that day.

Beitang Wan'er, who is two realms lower than Gu Yueming, can easily do it.

Chi Lingzi's expression also faded a little lazily, and became a little more serious. His eyes have never left Zhuang Wudao's steady and unshakable lower plate from beginning to end, and his face seems to be smiling and thoughtful. For Zhuang Wudao's display of dragon fighting strength and big smashing monuments, he didn't care much about it.

Retreating all the way to the corner, Zhuang Wudao almost leaned his back against the wall, and there was no way back, as if he had been cornered.

Just when Beitang Cang's expression was solemn, and Beitang's empty face was smiling, Zhuang Wudao suddenly flashed again, stepping on the plum blossom pile of Liuhexingyi Fist under his feet, and suddenly stepped forward. But it was so easy that he avoided Beitang Wan'er's finger and broke into three feet in front of the girl.

Gently slammed the monument with a palm, and shot straight forward with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and seas. Beitang Wan'er's eyes finally showed a look of helplessness, and she was very unwilling to retreat.

However, Zhuang Wudao seemed to have a heavy pace, but he was able to continue to entangle himself. Almost every palm hit can accurately hit the place where Beitang Wan'er's figure lands. Every step he took seemed to see through Beitang Wan'er's intentions. The palm is full of strength, which also makes Beitang Wan'er's "Fairy Shadow Floating Light" completely impossible to play.

Forty-seven palms in a row smashed the monument, one after another. not only lost all the ground, but also forced Beitang Wan'er into an unavoidable situation.

"Pseudo-unmatched, a hundred cracks and a thousand blades!"

Thousands of finger shadows, with countless wind blades, swept across the space in front of them in an instant. Beitang Wan'er's eyes were solemn and remorseful.

This type of pseudo-occultism is a last resort. Zhuang Wudao was entangled at the moment, almost predicting her every move, if she couldn't force it away, she would regroup. At most, within three palms, it is sure to lose.

Zhuang Wudao raised the corners of his lips, which did not make Beitang Wan'er get her wish.

Capture the dragon and shake the tiger!

The power of the capture exploded, forcibly dragging Beitang Wan'er's figure into the violent storm caused by a hundred cracks and thousands of blades. The Twelve Palm Shock Tiger Strikes scattered the most threatening Finger Shadow Wind Blades around.

Still with a palm, it was unhurriedly imprinted on Beitang Wan'er's chest. Beitang Wan'er seemed to notice the smile in Zhuang Wudao's eyes, and she was very angry.

"Less proud, Shadow Duckweed!"

The slender foot, once again kicked and kicked from an incredible angle, like a fist embroidered leg, but with a bit of death.

Zhuang Wudao almost didn't think about it, so he also changed his fist armor, and his right palm swelled nearly doubled.

Pseudo-unequaled, big cracked stone!

There was a bang, and the mud and dust in the space scattered. Between the two, they were shocked by the wind, and a deep pit with a width of one zhang appeared.

And Beitang Wan'er finally got out under the persecution of Zhuang Wudao, flew back to twenty zhang away, and stood firm again. He was not injured, but his right leg had been torn open, revealing a slender and slender calf like jade porcelain.

Beitang Wan'er didn't care, gritted her teeth and glared at Zhuang Wudao up and down, before she turned her head and said coolly: "I lost this time!"