Under the setting sun.
A figure carrying a long sword slowly disappeared into the afterglow.
Finally merged with the heaven and earth.
"Young people become famous, and old people become gods."
"Is this the legendary sword god?"
The first master among the middle-aged disciples of Wudang Sect, Lingxu Daoist Master, knelt on one knee on the ground, covering his heart with one hand.
He looked at Xie Xiaofeng who was going away.
Finally, he looked at the branch not far in front of him.
Yes.
He met Xie Xiaofeng.
Then he challenged him.
As a result, he was defeated by Xie Xiaofeng with three moves using a branch he picked casually.
Two of the moves were still being trained.
Otherwise, he would not be able to take even one move.
"I thought that even if our lineages withered, they would still be prominent in the martial arts world."
"I didn’t expect that we were just frogs in the well."
Taoist Lingxu looked bleak.
The generation and inheritance of Wudang after Zhang Sanfeng were rather chaotic.
For example, Zhang Sanfeng’s direct lineage was considered a major lineage, and those who joined later were also considered a lineage, and then there were the Taoist lineages of other Taoist temples in Wudang.
For example, after Chongxu and Qingxu were Chenggao and Yucha, and after Chenggao and Yucha were Mu Daoren and Mei Zhenren.
After Mu Daoren and Mei Zhenren were Shi He, Shi Yan and others of the [Shi] generation.
Others.
Taoist Ziyang’s lineage belonged to other Taoist lineages on Mount Wudang, but they were incorporated into Wudang when the Wudang Sect was founded.
Today, Taoist Ziyang has become the highest generation in Wudang.
He is the elder among the elders.
As a result, Taoist Lingxu, the disciple of Taoist Ziyang, has a very high seniority.
Shi He, Shi Yan and other successful weapon masters have to perform the etiquette of the younger generation when they meet Taoist Lingxu.
"Xie Xiaofeng is not going to Huashan, but to the north."
"Could it be that there is a world-shaking genius in the north who can fight him?"
Taoist Lingxu was puzzled.
But he still forced himself to get up and return to Wudang as quickly as possible.
He must report this news.
Whether true or false.
Xie Xiaofeng’s coming out of the mountain is a big news that shocked the world.
But at this time, seven or eight days have passed since Xie Xiaofeng came out of the mountain.
Seven or eight days.
Maybe it is a short time for some people.
But for some people in the capital, it is a nightmare, it is their whole life.
For example, a blacksmith shop.
It is very big.
There are many blacksmiths.
A large blacksmith shop that is well-known far and wide.
The people of the Money Gang surrounded the blacksmith shop tightly, with an attitude of killing them all.
"Sir, what a great battle."
The muscular blacksmith leader raised his head and showed no weakness.
The other blacksmiths were not as relaxed as him.
Each of them picked up the nearest weapons and were ready for battle.
"As expected of the leader of the Five Elements Flag of the Demon Cult."
"Oh no, nowThere is no Five Elements Flag anymore, only the Five Elements Hall. "
Shangguan Xiaoxian, wearing a veil and silver-scale gloves, sat on a high seat, looking down at the blacksmith shop in front of her.
The wind moved.
The skirt fluttered.
A pair of round, white legs loomed.
But no one in front of them dared to look at it, not even to be distracted.
All stared at Shangguan Xiaoxian and the blacksmith leader.
"The Five Elements Flag is gone."
"I don’t want to stay in Blackwood Cliff any more."
The owner of the Fiery Flag calmly replied: "Shangguan Xiaoxian, you’ve found the wrong place. ”
Ren Yingying reformed the Demon Cult.
The Five Elements Flag was abolished and merged with several other in name only.
The former Fiery Flag has now become the Fiery Hall.
And it is a blacksmith shop hidden on the edge of the capital, making a living by forging iron.
“You found it right.”
“Since your Demon Cult cooperates with Duan Tianya, you have to bear the corresponding price.”
Shangguan Xiaoxian said casually: “Besides, it’s just a waste of time to kill rabbits.”
Kill the Demon Cult’s hall.
This is pure justice.
Who in the world dares to say that the Money Gang is wrong?
“Okay.”
“Our Demon Cult deserves to be controlled by you so-called righteous people. ”
The tone of the leader of the Fiery Banner was full of bitterness.
“We have all retired from the world, but you still won’t let us go.”
“Flag leader, we will fight them!”
“That’s right, who is the Money Gang? When our Holy Church was glorious, Shangguan Jinhong was not even born yet.”
…
The members of the Fiery Banner, disguised as blacksmiths, apprentices, and handymen, also shouted loudly. (To read the exciting novels, go to Flylu Novel Network!)
They have been hiding here for many years.
They have long been away from right and wrong.
They use their ancestral craftsmanship to make money.
Although they are not rich, they are also happy.
“Retire from the world.”
Shangguan Xiaoxian sneered: “Can you just quit the world just by saying so? "
The words fell.
The jade hand also swung down.
For a moment.
Swords flashed and shadows appeared.
Roars and screams continued.
Bang!
The owner of the Fiery Banner was extremely domineering.
He used a heavy hammer specially used to smash the wall.
Either they died on the spot, or their bodies flew everywhere.[]
No one survived after being hit.
"It looks very much like the Hunyuan heavy sword of Huashan. "
Shangguan Xiaoxian was a little surprised.
But he was not too afraid and flicked his finger.
The cold light flew.
The owner of the Fiery Banner could not dodge at all, let alone block it.
The cold light directly penetrated between the heart and the shoulder blade.
Retreat.
Retreat one step after another.
Finally, he stopped by using a heavy hammer to support the ground.
The leader of the Fiery Banner looked back in horror, looking at the embroidery needle nailed on the iron nail, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"Sunflower Manual?"
The leader of the Fiery Banner thought of the leader of the Sun Moon Demon Sect at its most glorious moment.
Thinking of Dongfang Bubai’s mysterious embroidery needle technique.
"Idiot."
"Sunflower Manual must be practiced by men."
Shangguan Xiaoxian sneered: "Haven’t you heard of the magic needle of Emei?"
"Emei magic needle?"
"Crane magic needle!"
The leader of the Fiery Banner asked in surprise: "Hasn’t that martial art been lost for hundreds of years?"
In response to him, there were two other needles.
The leader of the Fiery Banner trembled suddenly.
He only had time to block one of the needles, but his left eyeball was shot directly.
"Ahhhh…"
The terrible pain made the Fiery Banner Master lose control.
No nonsense.
The Fiery Banner Master directly pulled out the greatsword that was just being forged.
The red-hot greatsword and the city-breaking hammer began to rotate.
It tore and strangled like a whirlwind of flames.
Those hit by the hammer were thrown away.
The body cut by the greatsword was separated.
Even if it was just a touch.
It was also burned by the raging fire.
The scene was horrible.
But Shangguan Xiaoxian was unmoved and kicked out with her jade feet.
The wooden stake was smashed like a cannonball.
This wooden stake cannonball was too powerful and accurate.
Instantly, the heavy hammer, which was slightly exhausted, forced the Fiery Banner Master to stop.
At the same time, the silver scale gloves stabbed out.
Grab the burning sword.
Backhand.
Reverse blade.
The red sword was reversed by an irresistible force.
Just like that, it passed roughly across the neck of the Fiery Banner Master.
"Excellent!"
"It’s really wonderful!"
Applause.
An unexpected person appeared. .
