Comprehensive martial arts: Guarding Wudang, stopping Xu Weixiong at the beginning

"Boom".

When he landed, he lost his breath, but he couldn't die anymore.

"Stop the two rangers from breaking into the mountain, protect the dignity of the mountain gate, and obtain a month of pure internal strength. "

The little Taoist priest held the blood-stained long sword in his hand, and the sword rose without a trace, and slashed towards the remaining two black-robed killers.

Although Xu Weixiong is talented, he is still too young, and he almost died under the siege of two killers.

"Snort".

The sword light flashed away, and two blood arrows soared, staining the rain red.

The two black-robed men stood still with long swords in their hands, their bodies stiffened, as if they had lost their souls.

His eyes were glazed, his mouth was thinking, but he couldn't say anything.

The wind roared in the torrential rain, and the body of the black-clad killer fell to the mud.

The rain washed the towel away, revealing two hideous cheeks.

"Wudang is also a place where you can be presumptuous?".

The young Taoist priest pursed his lips, and his true qi urged, and the blood stains on the sword body were scattered.

The first time I killed someone, but I didn't feel uncomfortable in my heart, not even a trace of discomfort.

It may be because of the two lives of human beings, so that Lin Xuan's psychology is extremely strong, or his adaptability is very strong.

Born in the rivers and lakes, the sword will be stained with blood, but sooner or later.

Xu Weixiong looked at Lin Xuan with strange eyes, and said in surprise: "You little Taoist, you don't blink your eyes when you kill people." "

"Why blink if you don't have dry eyes, or is there any inevitable connection between killing people and blinking?"

The little Taoist priest asked rhetorically.

The second county lord of Beiliang was choked and speechless, and finally snorted coldly: "Don't you Wudang pay attention to quiet and inaction, and don't like to kill?"

"You're talking about the bald donkey of Shaolin. "

Lin Xuan rolled his eyes and said angrily: "My master didn't teach me that. "

"But if you don't think it's good to kill, I can leave right away. "

The little Taoist priest said: "Leave the second county lord here." "

"You dare. "

Xu Weixiong threatened: "This county is mainly in Wudang, if something happens, you don't need your father to take action, the five hundred snow dragon riders under the mountain can make you walk around without eating." "

"It's unreasonable. "

Lin Xuan mocked.

"Hmph, in the whole Liangzhou, who doesn't know when I Xu Weixiong is arrogant and domineering, when I have reasoned with others. "

The girl sneered.

Lin Xuan closed his mouth and looked out of the pavilion, under the dark night, in the vast wind and rain.

The grass and trees swayed and rattled, the brook roared, and the water flowed.

"The Lord is coming. "

He narrowed his eyes.

More than a dozen figures slowly walked out of the rainstorm, bought a small stone bridge, and finally stopped in front of the gate of Wudang Mountain.

Lined up, carrying swords on their backs, wearing hats, wrapped in robes, and covered with black scarves, only a pair of cold eyes leaked out.

The little Taoist priest jumped out of the pavilion and landed in front of the mountain gate, holding a three-foot stainless steel sword, letting the rain fall on his body, wetting his robe.

His eyes swept over these people, and he said coldly: "Those who trespass on Wudang will be killed." "

However, with a five-foot body, he is exceptionally tall, and in the face of more than a dozen burly killers, he does not fall behind in momentum.

A series of cold and murderous eyes fell on him, and Lin Xuan ignored it.

"The little Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain. "

A hoarse voice sounded: "If you don't want to die, get out of here." "

"It's none of your business. "

"Again, those who trespass on the Wudang will be killed. "

The long sword was handed again, and the little Taoist priest looked indifferent, not taking half a step back, and his tone was unquestionable.

In the dark, a faint murderous aura permeated.

"I don't know if I'm dead or alive, let's slaughter it together. "

The man in the middle opened his mouth and waved his hand, and the black-robed killers on the left and right sides moved in unison.

The muddy water splashed, the sword light and sword shadows rose and fell, and seven or eight of them rushed towards the little Taoist priest with their blades.

The rest went towards Xu Weixiong.

"Stubborn and self-defeating. "

Lin Xuan spoke, and the next moment, the long sword shook, raindrops splashed, and half a step forward, the long sword slashed out.

"Snort".

The sword light shattered, and the black-robed killer who rushed to the front was out of breath in an instant, and the cold blade of the sword swept against his neck.

"Snort".

Take a half-step step and avoid the long knife that was slashed by the split, the long sword slashed diagonally, and the blood light exploded.

Another black-robed killer died, his shot was clean and neat, and he never used a second sword to kill.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would have been absolutely unimaginable that such a sharp swordsmanship was actually from the hands of a half-sized Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain.

In just seven or eight breaths, in front of the gate of Wudang Mountain, there were corpses of black-robed people.

Torrential rain fell from the sky, washing away the corpses, and blood mixed with rain pooled into the stream.

Dye the stream red.

"Woohoo".

The cold wind was howling, rolling raindrops the size of beans, and dead branches and leaves were flying all over the sky, as if a terrible ghost was howling.

In front of the gate of Wudang Mountain, the little Taoist priest with blood-stained robes, one person and one sword, the long sword was bleeding, and he was standing among the messy corpses.

His gaze looked at the leading killer, and from beginning to end, Lin Xuan's heart was extremely calm.

"Snort".

Xu Weixiong walked over with a long sword in one hand and a head in the other, and threw it in front of the only remaining killer.

She had a lot of injuries on her body, but fortunately they weren't serious, just skin injuries.

"It's okay. "

The little Taoist priest asked without looking back, staring at the man with his eyes.

"It's okay, this guy should be a master. "

Xu Weixiong spoke.

"A second-rate commodity in the first grade. "

The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth raised, and the contempt in his eyes made the man angry in his heart.

Above the first grade is the congenital, and the martial artists of the innate realm are regarded as first-class powerhouses when they look at the martial arts.

As for the Grandmaster Realm, there is no one in ten thousand, and every Grandmaster Martial Artist has the ability to be unpredictable, which is enough to open a sect.

"If you don't do it again, the big snow dragon ride under the mountain will be coming. "

The little Taoist priest joked: "I'm afraid you won't even be able to keep the whole corpse at that time." "

"Originally, I only wanted to kill the second county lord of the Beiliang Palace, but now I have changed my mind. "

The man slowly pulled out his long sword, and the cold rain dripped down the sword body, and his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

"Slaughtering you, a little Taoist, will definitely make Wudang's Wang Zhenren sad for a long time. "

"Who wouldn't say cruel words. "

Lin Xuan shook his head: "It's a pity that the rivers and lakes are sharper than whoever has the long sword in their hands, not who can be more ruthless." "

Inexplicably, Xu Weixiong felt that this little Taoist priest seemed to be referring to Sang and scolding Huai, and he was obviously talking about that man.

But how do you listen to it, how do you feel like you're scolding yourself around the corner.

However, Xu Weixiong also has a clear priority, now is not the time to lose his temper, if he can't solve that man.

No one will survive tonight.

"Let's go together. "

She spoke, her eyes fierce.

"You stand down, or you'll only hold me back. "

After that, the little Taoist priest tiptoed a little, and urged the fourth level of the innate qi refining technique to the extreme, and the majestic true qi rushed out from the dantian, penetrated through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and traveled all over the body.

The robe agitated, tearing the wind, and the long sword in his hand tore through the rain curtain, and he used the sword drawing technique.

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