It's a pity that he is the top three real people in the Daomen, and the master of Wudang, in front of Cao Changqing, the most proud person in the world, is still a little inadequate.

What really made Lin Xuan care was the sudden vibration of the ancient sword on Wudang Mountain that had been hanging for hundreds of years without moving.

Grandmaster martial artists, there are countless mysteries, it is difficult to imagine without entering the grandmaster.

It seems that a great master of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm like him, entering the realm of heaven and man induction, even if he is thousands of miles away, can sense the situation of the fight with the change of qi machine.

What's more, in one thought, the mind spanned thousands of miles, destroying mountains and mountains, just like the original Tuoba Bodhisattva.

If it weren't for Lin Xuan sitting down, I was afraid that a slap would smash the Broken Dragon Pass.

Mu Qing'er was slightly surprised, although she knew that Cao Guanzi was very powerful, she did not expect his strength to be so strong.

Within a few moves, he will beat that Wudang big real man and vomit blood.

After a moment of surprise, he was overjoyed: "In this way, Wudang's dark son can be removed." "

"The jury is still out."

Lin Xuan shook his head.

In this duel, there is no winner or loser for the time being, although that big real person is not Cao Guanzi's opponent.

But on Wudang Mountain, there is far more than Wang Chonglou a master, and under Wudang Mountain, it is impossible to say that there are people who will make a move.

"Does Gongzi mean that one?"

Mu Qinger's mind was extremely dexterous.

"More than that."

He chuckled: "I can't say, the one in Qingliangshan will also make a move." "

"So, it's a bit of a problem."

Mu Qinger's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"It doesn't hurt."

Lin Xuan was confident: "Everything is under the control of your son-in-law. "

Thousands of miles away on the Wudang Mountain

Cao Changqing looked at the ancient sword hanging in front of the True Martial Hall, his face was slightly solemn, and in the depths, an ethereal aura emerged.

"Heavenly Dao?"

He spoke, his tone was inexplicable, and he couldn't hear the joy, anger and sorrow.

"Buzz"

"Buzz"

The vibration of the ancient sword became more and more violent, and a high-pitched sword sound erupted, resounding throughout Wudang.

The mountains shook, the white crane spread its wings, emitted a terrified cry, rushed into the mountains and forests, and countless walking beasts let out a mournful howl.

The ethereal qi machine surged, like a tide, submerging the entire Wudang Mountain, resisting Cao Guanzi's celestial realm qi machine.

Distance

The young little Taoist priest straightened up and looked towards Cao Changqing.

"Interesting."

Cao Guanzi withdrew his gaze, ignored the little Taoist, and just walked towards Wudang's Dazhen with his own care.

With each step, the breath on the body is stronger, and after a few steps, the qi machine covers the sky.

The disciples of Wudang were about to suffocate, and it seemed that an invisible mountain was pressed above their heads.

Their faces were full of horror, the bones and meridians in their bodies were trembling, and their strength was rapidly dissipating.

"Boom"

The two timid disciples were directly frightened and rolled their eyes and passed out.

Cao Changqing remembered Lin Xuan's confession, it was best if 777 could kill Wang Chonglou, if he couldn't kill him, he would also abolish his cultivation and internal strength.

Distance

The young little Taoist priest stretched out his hands, and the momentum of heaven and earth fell, heading towards Cao Guanzi to suppress it.

"Stay out of the way."

Cao Changqing spoke, without taking a second look, his right hand reached out and gently pushed in the direction where the little Taoist priest was.

"Boom"

The True Qi visible to the naked eye erupted, turning into a wave of qi, and the entire Wudang Mountain shook.

The power of heaven and earth shattered, and the little Taoist priest took several steps back, his face was a little shocked.

"If you were in your heyday, I might be afraid of three points."

Cao Changqing's voice echoed in the ears of countless Wudang disciples.

"But now it's just a half-crippled body, and it's not enough to stop me."

Saying that, he appeared in front of the Wudang Great Zhenren, squeezed his palm with his right hand, and directly took his heart.

Several more powerful auras appeared, rushing towards Cao Changqing.

"Boom"

A palm shook out, and the surging palm power surged, shaking back all the several Wudang masters who pounced.

"Buzz"

"Buzz"

In the corner of the True Martial Hall, the sound of the sword sound emitted by the ancient sword shook the heavens and the earth, tearing the clouds.

"Poof"

Over Wudang

The turbulent dark clouds suddenly split from the middle, and then countless golden rays rushed out from behind the clouds and spilled into the world.

Bathing in the morning sun, inside Wudang Mountain, the aura of slaughter was eliminated somewhat.

The young Taoist priest's sleeve robe waved, and the next moment, the ancient sword that had been silent for hundreds of years came out of its sheath and soared into the sky, like a dragon, rolling with a sword light.

meanwhile

The aura on the young Taoist priest was also rising, and those eyes were extremely deep.

The sword pointed out, slashed into the void in front of him, and the ancient sword shuttling through the clouds and mist received the call, turned into a bleak cold light, and rushed towards Cao Changqing.

The dense sword qi derived from the void, wrapped the ancient sword, and spanned half of the Wudang Mountain Gate.

Cao Changqing did not continue to kill the Great True Man of Wudang, but turned his head and looked at the sword light.

There was no panic on his face, but he raised his right hand without hurrying, and the strong internal force turned into a barrier and went towards the sword light.

"Boom"

The sword palms collided, and two forces far beyond the Celestial Phenomenon Realm erupted on Wudang Mountain, and the shockwave of destruction and decay went in all directions.

Everywhere they went, everything was torn apart, and the nearby hall collapsed directly and turned into ruins.

"Boom"

"Boom"

The storm was raging, and under Cao Changqing's hand, half of the Wudang Mountain occupied by the young Taoist priest was shaken.

The green bricks shattered, and huge cracks appeared, extending towards the surroundings, and the young Taoist priest took several steps back.

Looking over, the ancient sword was sharp, but it was blocked by a white palm, and it was difficult to enter.

Cao Changqing flicked his sleeve with his right hand, and the sword of the Wudang Founding Ancestor was repulsed.

The young Taoist priest's sword finger pointed out again, and in an instant, the circling ancient sword cut an arc and went towards Cao Guanzi again.

Qingliang Mountain

Listen to the bottom of the tide lake

The one-armed old man who was dozing suddenly opened his eyes, there was a little essence under his eyes, and he stepped out and appeared in the palace.

"Why did you get out?"

The sudden appearance of the one-armed old man made Xu Xiao frown slightly.

For so many years, the old man has never left the bottom of the lake.

"Wudang is in trouble."

The one-armed old man spoke, his tone solemn.

"Who?"

Xu Xiao spoke, his brows furrowed.

"I don't know."

"Very strong."

The one-armed old man's body was a little awkward, and he picked his nose: "Even that one was forced to shoot." "

Xu Xiao's mind quickly flashed one name after another, and finally said, "It won't be the one in Martial Emperor City." "

"Probably not."

The one-armed old man disdained: "If the old monster of Wudi City makes a move, that Wudang Great True Man is already dead." "

Hearing this, Xu Xiao felt a little bad in his heart.

In his scheme, Wang Chonglou is an extremely important dark son, even an irreplaceable kind.

Looking at his expression, the one-armed old man knew what Xu Xiao was thinking in his heart, and nodded slightly: "It's okay, just some itchy hands, and you will be a junior in the rivers and lakes." "

When he crisscrossed the rivers and lakes, it was already the years before Jiazi, and now in the martial arts, there are very few existences of the same generation as the one-armed old man.

"Thousands of miles apart, but in time?"

Xu Xiao asked.

"It's time."

The one-armed old man nodded, then narrowed his eyes, and the only remaining arm reached out and pinched his sword finger.

"Up." "

In the midst of Xu Yu, the sound spread throughout the palace, and the next moment, a mouth of weapons shook.

"What's going on?"

Those royal guards looked at the sword that kept shaking in their hands, as if they wanted to come out of their sheath, and the sound of swords echoed in their ears.

One by one, they looked at each other, and before they could react, the swords in their hands were unsheathed in unison.

The Northern Liang Royal Mansion shook

Qingliang Mountain shook

Inside the various courtyards

All the sword weapons emitted a low humming sound, and then a mouthful of sword weapons that had been silent for a long time came out of their sheaths, rushed out of the courtyard, tore the cool breeze, and soared into the sky.

"This is?"

Countless people raised their heads and looked at the sword light rising from all directions, their expressions shocked.

"It's terrible."

Inside the palace

A martial artist of the Grandmaster Realm spoke, and his tone was full of unconcealable shock and incredulity. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

For so many years, he had never seen such a shocking scene.

More and more sword weapons rose into the air, suspended above the Northern Liang Royal Mansion, exuding a terrifying edge.

"Who exactly? There are such means. "

"Magical."

"Unbelievable."

"Is this still something that people can do?"

Xu Xiao was the same, standing at the door of the hall, holding his hands behind his back, looking at the sword weapon in the sky, he only felt that his scalp was numb.

He glanced at the one-armed old man beside him and sighed, "You old fellow, you are really powerful." "

"What is it?"

The one-armed old man disagreed: "A great master of kendo can do it." "

The corners of Xu Xiao's mouth twitched unconsciously, and several black lines appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

"Go."

The one-armed old man pointed a little, and thousands of swords gathered together, turning into a long river of sword weapons, rising from the bottom of Qingliang Mountain, the Northern Liang Royal Mansion, swaying up, tearing through the clouds and mist, and heading towards Wudang.

Between heaven and earth, the sound of swords echoed, and in the palace, the one-armed old man dispersed his sword fingers and withdrew his palm.

"Can you hold this sword of yours (BBBH)."

Xu Xiao spoke, still a little uneasy in his heart.

"I don't know."

The one-armed old man shook his head: "The people who went to Wudang this time are very strong. "

He paused and continued, "And you don't know my situation. "

On Wudang Mountain

Cao Changqing's steps paused slightly, and in his perception, a terrifying qi machine descended on Wudang across thousands of mountains and rivers.

He is a kendo master

It seemed that he had heard the clanging of countless sword weapons in his ears, and after only a moment's pause, he struck.

Towards Wudang Sect King Chonglou.

Distance

The young Taoist priest waved his sleeve robe, and the ancient sword burst out with a high-pitched sword sound, wrapped in the majestic power of heaven and earth, and walked towards Cao Changqing.

"Fuck off."

When this official spoke, his right hand seemed to hold up heaven and earth, and his palm print fell, turning the world upside down.

The void trembled, rippled endlessly, and the palm force pushed horizontally, towards the ancient sword suppression.

"Boom"

The two collided, Cao Changqing did not retreat for half a step, the ancient sword flew out backwards again, and the young Taoist priest's face was solemn.

The breath on his body continued to climb, and the ethereal power of heaven and earth condensed around him, and every move was fluttering, not like a mortal character.

With five fingers controlling the sword, the ancient sword was dragged and suspended beside the young Taoist, and a magic trick was struck.

In an instant, hundreds of sword lights were divided, each of which was glowing with a terrifying edge, and all the sword lights pointed at Cao Changqing.

Such mysteries are rare in the world.

Facing these thousands of sword lights, Cao Guanzi once again examined this young Taoist priest.

"Although it is lonely, this kind of heritage is extremely terrible."

Cao Changqing said darkly.

In recent decades, Wudang has been suppressed by Dragon Tiger Mountain, and only one Palm Sect Dazhen is holding up the mountain gate.

But his real strength is this young Taoist.

Before coming, Lin Xuan had explained to himself to be careful.

At first, Cao Guanzi had not really taken it to heart, but now the cultivation of the young Taoist priest was enough for him to face it squarely.

If you don't solve him, you really can't kill Wang Chonglou.

"Well, let's see how you are doing today."

Cao Changqing spoke, and the surging Celestial Phenomenon Realm Grand Master's coercion was urged to the extreme, his palm turned over the clouds, Qiankun was upside down, and the palm print fell, heading towards the young Taoist.

Countless pavilions could not withstand the power of this palm, and after a moment of shaking, they collapsed and shattered.

One after another, the Wudang disciples turned white and passed out, and when those Wudang seniors saw this scene, their eyes widened, their chests heaving, and they wanted to stop it, but they couldn't do anything at all.

With their cultivation, let alone blocking Cao Changqing, they couldn't even resist some qi machine aftermath.

Several people turned their gazes to the young little Taoist, at this time, the entire Wudang was up and down, and only their little junior brother could block Cao Guanzi.

"Little junior brother, you must not be defeated."

The gray-haired old Taoist priest muttered, with a bit of depression and sadness in his tone.

Huge Wudang

A sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years

The Taishan Beidou of the Central Plains martial arts was turned upside down by one person with his bare hands today.

It is tantamount to fiercely peeling off Wudang's face, still on the ground, and stepping on two more feet.

"Boom"

Cao Changqing and the young little Taoist priest fought against each other, and the power of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm exploded, destroying countless sword lights.

The ancient sword vibrated and rolled up layers of sword qi.

"Shhhh

The young little Taoist raised his hand, and the next moment, the Wudang sky behind him once again opened an invisible edge.

The sword qi was like the water of the Heavenly River, pouring into the world, flooding the entire Wudang Mountain, clouds and mist, and sword qi roared.

Standing in it, Cao Changqing had a feeling like a man's back, and he only felt that his heart was a little tingling.

But in the bottom of his heart, a long-lost sense of competitiveness arose, saying that this Wudang ancestor was the strongest in the world.

But he was not convinced, who said that today's people are not as good as in ancient times, and look at the snow plum pressing the begonia.

If in the past, he didn't have the heart to be really strong and competitive, the country was ruined, the danger was at stake, and there was a princess who had no news.

But now, under Lin Xuan, Jiang Ni, who is expected to restore the country, is also by his side, and this Cao official finally has the confidence to truly indulge once.

Qing Shi agitated, and with another shot, the entire Wudang Mountain seemed to be solidified, and everything was frozen.

Countless sword lights were suspended in mid-air, Cao Changqing took a step, his robe was sassy, and the heavens and the earth were dim.

"Boom"

Thousands of sword rays shattered instantly, and Cao Changqing pointed a finger towards the young little Taoist.

Yandi

Zhenbei Grand General's Mansion

Lin Xuan put down the teacup in his hand, closed his eyes, entered the realm of heaven and man sensing, and opened his eyes after a moment.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Qing'er hurriedly asked.

"Wudang's founding ancestor is awake."

He said lightly: "However, his strength is far from reaching its heyday, and he has only borrowed a force from heaven and earth. "

"What you borrow naturally has to be repaid."

"Yet."

Lin Xuan turned his head and said with a smile: "The one in Qingliangshan is a little unable to sit still. "

"That's it."

He raised his eyebrows: "Let's see how much power this Wudang Ancestor can borrow today, and see how many means that old sword god has left." "

A thought

The next moment

The ancient sword hanging on the wall suddenly began to vibrate, and then the long sword came out of its sheath, turned into a streamer, soared into the sky, and disappeared above the General's Mansion in the blink of an eye.

This sword is heading towards Wudang.

As for why he didn't use a knife, it was naturally because Lin Xuan didn't want to expose his identity for the time being.

In the whole world, there were very few people who had seen his sword technique, even a handful, and there were only a few close slaves and guards beside him.

"Up"

As he spoke, another ancient sword hanging on the wall also buzzed, the sleeve robe waved, and the three-foot Qingfeng sword followed closely out of its sheath, turning into a cold light, flying out from the courtyard, this sword was also heading towards Wudang.

The two sword rays were no more than a thousand feet apart before and after, tearing the wind and clouds, and there was no trace in an instant.

With two swords, Lin Xuan picked up the teacup and shook it: "Good Qing'er, make me some tea." "

At this time

Jiang Ni walked in from outside, looking terrified: "I just walked into the yard, I don't know something, and it passed in front of my eyes, so frightened that I almost couldn't stand up." "

"Maybe it's the birds in the yard."

Lin Xuan said casually.

"It's scary."

She patted her chest, the peaks began to take shape, plus the good food and drink in the past few months, and the curves were much rounder.

"Why don't you stay in the sharpening hall and read a book, what are you doing here?"

He asked.

"I don't understand some places, so I want to come to Sister Qing'er for advice."

She whispered.