"Little Taoist, you calculate me. "

She stared at the young figure with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said through gritted teeth.

"Have I calculated on you?".

Lin Xuan pouted.

"You deliberately made me lose my guard with the palm before, just waiting for this moment. "

Wanwan is clever, and she can figure out the cause and effect between the lightning and flint.

It's a pity that the girl guessed wrong.

Although he had sensed Wanwan's aura before, that palm was not a calculation, and he could only blame Wanwan for not seeing it.

I don't know Wudang Mianzhang.

If she had peeled off the bark of the big tree at this time, she would have been able to see the situation inside, and most of the trunk had been shattered by Lin Xuan's palm.

Lin Xuan didn't bother to explain, and chuckled: "Demon Gate Holy Maiden, that's it. "

The long sword shook slightly, and the wind and snow fell from the sky, splashing and sprinkling, and in the faint moonlight, the night was hazy.

His body disappeared in an instant, and the girl's beautiful eyes widened, only to feel an inexplicable chill in her delicate body.

A cold cold light reflected in the depths of her pupils, the wind and snow retreated, and the sword qi came in an instant.

Forcibly enduring the severe pain in his right hand, his arms were raised, and two celestial silk ribbons rushed out of his sleeve robe, wrapped in true qi, sharp and unfamiliar with swords, and tough and soft.

The two celestial silk ribbons were like dragons going out to sea, heading straight for the sword light.

"Boom".

The sharp sword qi slashed at it, leaving only a white mark, and it was not cut off.

The ribbon was soft and wrapped towards Lin Xuan's body, and there was a roll of iron embroidered on it, which was extremely sharp, if it was entangled, it would be cut in half in an instant.

The method is really weird.

As soon as his mind moved, the true qi stretched out from the dantian, his body rose two or three feet out of thin air, and the sword weapon sent out a fierce cold light.

Two more sharp silks came at him, heading straight for his chest and throat.

People are in mid-air, there is nowhere to borrow strength, and at the critical moment, Lin Xuan is angry and sinks into the dantian, making a thousand catties fall.

The body fell violently, still three feet from the ground, and the long sword in his hand stabbed towards the ground.

The powerful force acted on the sword weapon, and the blade instantly bent into a huge arc, and even Lin Xuan's body was pressed towards the ground.

"Boom".

The left hand slapped on the ground, and the strong palm force burst out, the ground cracked, and dense cracks appeared.

And his body swept towards the girl with the force of this countershock, the long sword turned straight, and the human sword was united, like thunder, destroying the withering and decaying.

The sword qi rotated, and the true qi surged with a powerful suction force that exploded, sucking the snowflakes in all directions, and the sword roared like a dragon and tiger, and its momentum was like a Kunpeng flying into the sky.

The wind is wrapped in snow, the knife is not broken, the axe is not injured, and the silk is not soaked in water and fire, under this sword, it is like a rag, and it is easily torn apart.

The girl tiptoed a little, and her body swept backwards, leaving behind the remnants of the Dao, but she was fast.

Lin Xuan's sword was faster.

There was no way to retreat, seeing that he was about to be pierced through his chest and abdomen by the sword light in the next moment, he gritted his teeth and slipped two short knives as thin as cicada wings from his sleeve robe.

The wrist shook, and the short knife wrapped around the heavenly silk rushed out, facing the terrifying sword qi.

"Boom".

The short knife shattered, turning into iron filings, and the sword qi was a little slower, but she seized this opportunity and rose in the air, stepping on the wind and snow, avoiding the sword.

"Boom".

The sword qi exploded in the wind and snow, leaving a crack several feet deep in the ground.

"Little Taoist, this girl won't play with you anymore. "

The voice of the waning and depraved echoed.

"Come if you want, leave if you want? What do you think of my Wudang? What do you think of Poor Dao? "

A figure walked out of the wind and snow, the robe agitated, the cold light of the long sword in his hand flowed, and the sword qi shone brightly.

One step out, the body was raised, and he rose in the wind, and the long sword waved, rolling in the cold light, and slashed towards the girl.

The sword qi crossed the void, wrapped in the ultimate edge, although Wanwan did not look back, but the sword qi that was getting closer and closer stung her skin.

You don't have to think about it to know that the death crisis is coming, and the potential of the body is stimulated at this moment.

Turning around sharply, a pair of plain hands reached out, urging the true qi and suppressing it towards this sword light.

There is no other choice, if you can't catch this sword, you will definitely die.

The slender jade hand has the ability to open the stele and crack the stone, divide the gold and break the jade, but the strong sword qi of the little Taoist.

She is not sure in her heart, so she can only give it a try, try to have a chance to live, if she doesn't try, I'm afraid she won't be able to get out of Wudang tonight.

"It's okay, why am I here in Wudang. "

The thought popped up in her mind.

She was originally a saintess of the Demon Gate, and she was supported by the first master of the Demon Gate.

has always acted without scruples, and Wudang has also been declining in recent years, and its voice in the rivers and lakes is getting smaller and smaller.

Therefore, she wanted to sneak into Wudang to play and see Lin Xuan's strength, but she was too confident in herself.

thought that with the innate sevenfold cultivation, he could enter and exit Wudang freely, but unfortunately he encountered Lin Xuan, a monster.

Obviously, the cultivation realm is not as good as his own, but the true qi sword technique palm power is terrifying.

Suppress all thoughts in an instant, master against enemy, life and death, no room for negligence.

If you regret it at this time, you will only lose your will to fight, and the end will be full of flaws and die under the sword of the little Taoist.

A pair of fleshy palms were hard to connect with Lin Xuan's sword qi, sparks splashed, and the girl's body flew out uncontrollably.

The palm print shattered, the sword light shattered, and it looked like it was about to be loaded on the ground, and the body twisted at a strange angle.

A pair of bare feet landed on the ground, stepped on the bluestone, and then urged the true qi to sweep towards the outside of Wudang Mountain.

Lin Xuan landed on the ground, glanced at the girl's back, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, engulfed by the wind and snow.

He didn't catch up.

"Stinky Daoist, don't be complacent, I'll get this field back sooner or later. "

From a distance, there was a faint sound of a wrinkling voice, and he shook his head and sheathed his sword.

"Stop the Holy Maiden of the Demon Gate from breaking into the mountain, maintain the dignity of the sect, and get a swordsmanship enhancement card. "

If you really have a murderous intent tonight, at least eighty percent sure that you can keep this Demon Gate Holy Maiden.

But he couldn't.

Wanwan is different from those previous rangers, this serious big faction came from.

The master is Zhu Yuyan, the first master of the Demon Gate, the queen of Yin, the great master of the Heavenly Phenomena Realm, and the giant in the rivers and lakes.

If Wanwan dies in Wudang, I'm afraid that the queen of yin will not give up.

And there has basically been no head-on conflict between Wudang and the Demon Gate over the years, so there is no need to provoke a female devil like Zhu Yuyan for the sake of temporary pleasure.

At most, it is enough to teach a lesson.

Having inherited the benefits of Wudang, sometimes, when doing things, you have to think about Shanmen.

"Headache. "

He said to himself: "It was originally a good warm wine with sweet potatoes, just the midnight snow scene, how chic, but now it's good, the gazebo is gone." "

Pull two roasted sweet potato chops out of the ruins, peel them, and eat them deliciously.

He began to practice swordsmanship, and the long nights were long, and he had no intention of sleeping, so it was better to practice swordsmanship.

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