The Warrior Who Crosses the Heavens

Outside the city of Jinguan, there is a Taoist temple full of incense.

The entire Taoist temple is composed of dozens of buildings with a large scale and a large area, and it is also one of the largest in the whole Sichuan and Sichuan area.

On this day, the air is clear and bright. People from the front temple of Taoist Temple are constantly coming and going to pilgrims. From time to time, they can receive a large number of devotees to worship. They only know that the guest people and their children are blind.

However, in the apse of the Taoist Temple that outsiders are forbidden to enter, at this time, the atmosphere is at a flash.

One old, one young and two Taoists were nervously confronting each other, their eyes were shining and powerful, and they were rare talents on the rivers and lakes.

"Master, you are old, and it is time to abdicate and let Xian!"

The young Taoist was full of face, his sword was buzzing and humming, and his body was showing an aggressive posture, his eyes stared at the opposite old Tao coldly: "Our Taoist ancestors have passed the pulse, and the development in the hands of the master has arrived. Ultimately, I ’m making a new choice for this disciple! "

"Badhead, you are so bold, aren't you afraid that the sharp sword in the hands of the teacher wants you to die?"

Lao Dao was angry, and the taste of being forced into the corner by his own personal disciples was uncomfortable, and his heart was sneer and sneer, and he said, "If you want me to abdicate and let Xian also become a master, then see the true chapter!"

"Master, that disciple offended!"

The young Taoist chuckled out loud, suddenly turned into a streamer, and immediately jumped to the old Tao and shot it in front of him.

When Lao Tao's face changed, he also waved a hand.

boom!

The two palms hit each other in volley, and a huge shock was emitted. The old man's face was flushed and he couldn't help going backwards. His eyes were full of horror: "You have already broken the innate?"

"Hey, if the disciples don't have any real skills, how dare you ask the master to abdicate him!"

The young Taoist body flew backwards and steadily, and said to himself: "There is even more surprise to the master, the master please take a sword!"

As soon as the word 'sword' was dropped, the young Taoist figure turned forward like a ghost, and the sword in his hand went straight to the chest of the old road like a lightning bolt. A fierce and violent whistling on the sword, a momentum that destroyed everything and suddenly rose. , With the layers of energy on the long sword played an extremely amazing power.

"No, you have even practiced Ziwu Jianyu!"

Lao Dao's face changed drastically, his body fluttered backwards, and the sword in his hand also issued a domineering and domineering sword. He waved the sword in the face of the attack.

Bang!

The two swords struck a thunderous thunder, and Lao Da flushed a blood arrow suddenly, his body flying like a broken-line kite flying backwards, but he suffered a minor internal injury after a hard fight.

Fly up and down three or four feet, with your feet backing back and forth for more than ten steps, this barely stabilized the crumbling body, forcibly swallowed the blood that was eager to be sprayed back to the belly, and the chest was dull and painful. The aftershock shifted slightly, and his condition was quite bad at this time.

The young Taoist also flew back with the impact of the sword, but his face was flushed and his body was not hurt. His feet were steady and calm, and his condition was stronger than the old one.

"Master, it seems that your previous injuries have not been good!"

Seeing the old Tao feels embarrassed, the young Taoist actually laughed and rejoiced: "It really helps me to left someone, I am sure of the foundation of Daozu's true biography today!"

Speaking of this, seeing Dao Dao just panting and not speaking, the young Taoist sneered: "Do n’t pretend to be deaf and mute. If you do n’t give the apprentice a satisfactory answer, then do n’t be weird to you!"

As soon as the voice fell, his body flickered like a ghost, and he came to the foot of Lao Dao in an instant. His eyes were dazzlingly cold and said, "Master, give me the truth!"

During the conversation, the sword in his eyes whistled coldly, and the layers of gas on it stabbed out with violent momentum. Seeing the posture was to kill the old man!

Lao Dao was desperate with despair, at this time his physical condition could not continue to shoot, secretly did not die in the hands of Baekdo's group of guys, but actually died in the hands of his disciples, really unwilling!

call out!

But at this moment, the hall with the door behind Lao Dao suddenly flew a cold light.

The streamer was like a meteor rushing to the moon, drawing a wonderful and unusual arc in the air, with a trace of inexplicable rhyme, heading straight for the young Taoists.

"Not good, dangerous!"

The alarm bell in the heart of the young Taoist masterpiece, a breath of death tightly entangled his mind, as if he might die directly in the next moment.

Hum!

The body is innately vibrating in nature, and the long sword is buzzing endlessly. The Tao sword sword is covered with the sword body like a wind roll. The originally stabbed sword abruptly retracts, and instantly turns into a sword sword air wall to protect the body closely. Pole, leaving no space at all.

In the heart, the warning sign not only disappeared, but became stronger.

Ding!

A metal symphony sounded, and the young Taoist's body was shocked. The steel sword covered with violent swords in his hands suddenly turned into pieces of broken iron. His chest was undulating and his mouth was overflowing with blood. Fleece flew out.

call out!

There was another scream that smashed people's hearts. No matter it was the old Taoist or the young Taoist, their hearts were tight. I saw a flash of coldness in front of them. Like a flying knife.

Quiet, deadly silence!

No matter the old or young Taoist, at this moment, his face was pale and his breathing was very weak, as if frightened by the sudden two flying knives.

Thanks to the fact that they were still fighting for the foundation of the true ancestors of Daozu, they didn't think that after the praying mantis caught the cicada, they secretly concealed an amazing master of secret means.

What are you fighting for?

The teacher and apprentice were desperate for a while, and had no ambition.

"Master, let's go, we are no longer welcome here!"

At this moment, an ordinary ten-year-old boy in a robe with an unusual ten-year-old figure emerged from the apse. The baby fat on his face was very conspicuous. What was even more conspicuous was a willow flying knife held in his right hand.

The eyes of the old Taoist and young Taoist suddenly widened, and the eyes of the young Taoist boy were all incredible and shocked.

"Brother Thunder Tiger, did you throw the flying knife just now?"

When saying this, the young Taoist only felt itchy throat, and his heart was full of tension and jealousy.

"Ahu, when do you have this ability?"

Lao Dao was surprised, a flash of excitement flashed into the depths of his eyes, and looked at the young boy in Dao Zhuang and asked.

"Master, it's just a little trick, as long as you can surprise Brother Zuo!"

The young Taoist boy smiled slightly, and he did not look at the young Taoist who was full of anger and could not hide his anger, and urged: "Master, let's go, we can't tolerate us here!"

"Ok!"

Lao Dao exhaled a long breath, and looked reluctantly at the familiar Taoist view, determinedly: "You are very good at Zuo You Xian, since you feel that your wings have hardened and you want to **** the inheritance of the true ancestor of Taoism, Lao Dao will complete you I just hope you don't regret it later! "

After that, his body flew into the apse of the apse, and Lisuo packed up a few clothes and left for his departure.

Outside, the young Taoist Zuo Youxian stared at the young Taoist boy in suspicion, but his resentment in his heart was quietly relieved, and he said coldly: "Little master is so good at it, I did not expect that even the master and the brother would hide it Stop it. How did you learn this technique? "

"Hehe, Brother Zuo has been working hard all day to learn from the ancestors of the ancestors, and naturally I have no time and no time to pay attention to such a little transparency!"

Daozhuang young boy smiled lightly. His body was so imposing that he had the slightest sense of grandeur. He held a small willow flying knife firmly in his hand and told Zuo Youxian, who had reached the innate level, to dare not act lightly.

"As far as the skill of the flying sword is concerned, it's a little Daoer. It involves a little bit of mysterious use. It won't take long for Brother Zuo to understand the key points!"

In my heart, I was secretly sighing. It really deserves to be the world of high martial arts. In the middle and low martial arts world, it can almost be counted as an example of a flying sword.

Of course, there was no disappointment in his heart. At this time, he was still very young and weak, and his strength was less than that of the heyday in the heyday. It was still not enough to rely on the power of the soul.

"Humph!"

Zuo Youxian Lengheng no longer spoke, but he was thinking about something else.

"I've packed up for my teacher, let's go, Ahu!"

At this time, Lao Dao carried a small baggage behind him, and walked to the young boy Lei Hu in the Taoist costume to speak warmly. Obviously, the time to clean up the salute had been restored.

"Slow!"

Zuo Youxian suddenly yelled loudly, staring at the young boy in Daozhuang, rudely, "Master, now I am the master of the true ancestors of Daozu. Without the consent of the master, the master should not discard this door. Ziwuyi and Ren Bingjian passed on to the younger brother, otherwise the lord would not be polite! "

"you!"

Lao Dao was so angry that he was so angry that Zuo Youxian was extremely angry.

Lei Hu is one of his true disciples, and he has extraordinary talents in martial arts. If he is carefully cultivated, he can learn to grow apart from the ancestors of the creative ancestors ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ No one has completely completed it till now. The sword's swordsman was contemporaneous. Thunder Tiger's performance just now gave him a great surprise.

In a blink of an eye, the villain Zuo Youxian broke his mind and thought, how can he not be angry?

"Master, let's go, let's talk about this later!"

Lei Hu took the old hand and shook his head calmly and said, "There is so much magic in the world, there are ways to learn other magic skills in the future!"

"Okay, Ahu is motivated!"

Dissatisfied with Lao Dao's convergence, he grabbed Lei Hu's small hand, and leapt across several Taoist temples that had already left Daozu's true biography, disappearing without a trace.

"Hahaha, today Daodao is the master of the true ancestors of Daozu, and it is up to me!"

It is determined that after Lao Dao and Dao Ju Xiao Lei Hu left, Zuo Youxian's original nervousness eased, he couldn't hold back the joy of laughter in his heart, and the sound of the waves stunned the surrounding Taoist masters.

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