"Golden Sanmu!"

When Zhang Dian saw the person coming, he immediately frowned.

Namohe next to him was so scared that he stuck out his tongue.

He just looked at the old Taoist in the middle and looked familiar. When Zhang Dian called out, he remembered that this person was the agent of Baiyun Temple, Taoist Jin Sanmu!

Na Mohe originally thought that the bodyguards he brought could come in handy.

He had long wanted to show off in front of Zhang Dian to show that he and him were an iron-clad alliance.

Those three were experts in Huajin just now. These three people just came here, so they were probably experts in Huajin.

There are not so many masters of magic power in this world.

But when he heard the three words "Golden Three Wood", he immediately became depressed.

He is indeed not a master of Huajin, but he is a half-immortal!

Na Mo He moved his footsteps quietly and kept a certain distance from Zhang Dian.

He decided to see the situation first.

"Master Jin, my Beggars' Sect and you, Baiyun Temple, have always been in the well water without trampling on rivers. You broke into my main hall today and ruined my gate. What is this?" Zhang Dian asked.

Jin Sanmu snorted coldly and said, "You kidnapped my friend, I'll seek justice!"

"Haha," Zhang Dian sneered, "As far as I know, these people are all great thieves, why have they become your friends of Old Dao Jin?"

Jin Sanmu was stunned for a moment and said, "No, Mr. Li's friend, how could he be a thief? Zhang Dian, don't think I don't know. Since you became the leader of the gang, you have not done a good job in beggars, but you have done a lot of murder and arson. I'll give you a word, and you will die if you do evil."

Zhang Dian laughed and said, "Old Master Jin, don't think you are the Quanzhen successor, you can show off your character in front of me! If Wang Chongxian is here, I will be afraid of him. Are you? Huh, I'd better go back and practice hard and strive to become an immortal as soon as possible!"

Even though Jin Sanmu had a high level of cultivation, he couldn't help but get angry.

Seeing Li Muchen healing his three friends there, he said, "Okay, Zhang Dian, since he is so arrogant, let me teach you a lesson."

After saying that, the sword in his hand turned into a blue light and flew towards Zhang Dian.

"Okay, then let me experience the Changchun sword technique of Baiyun Temple!"

Zhang Dian opened his hand and had a long sword in his hand, and a powerful aura of a martial arts master burst out from his whole body.

A white light flashed.

When there was a sound, the green light was swept away by his long sword.

Jin Sanmu pointed his sword, and the Qingfeng sword circled in the air and suddenly stopped.

The sword body emitted a buzzing sound, and a layer of misty green light lingered on it.

"Hmph, you have indeed broken through to the Martial Arts Master realm!" Jin Sanmu said.

"Since you have seen it, I advise you to go back. For Wang Chongxian, I will not be an enemy of Baiyunguan." Zhang Dian said.

"Isn't it the master of martial arts? Let you see what sword technique is called!"

Jin Sanmu made a gesture with one hand and pointed a sword with the other hand.

The light of the Qingfeng Sword suddenly shone brightly and stabbed Zhang Danian with a whoosh.

When Zhang Dian faced the authentic Taoist sword technique, he did not dare to be careless. He waved the sword in his hand and started fighting with the flying sword.

The white light and the green light flash alternately, and the sound of gold and iron clashing frequently.

Na Mohe was frightened to see it.

The grandmaster-level fight alone is enough to crush people to death.

He decided to stay away from this place of failure.

The Beggars' Sect is not easy to mess with, and Baiyun Temple is even worse.

While everyone's attention was on Zhang Dian and Jin Sanmu's sword-making, Mo He quietly slipped out of the corner of the collapsed courtyard wall next to Lu Shoushan's body.

In order to avoid attracting attention, he started the car and ran without even greeting the more than 20 bodyguards he brought.

Everyone in the yard was attracted by the sword light.

Taoist Master Jin Sanmu's flying sword is as light as a phoenix, flying up and down, like a phoenix dancing in the sky.

In comparison, Zhang Dian's sword technique seems much clumsy.

But the sword had a strong power in his hands, and every sword was like a tiger coming out of the mountain.

Even Jin Sanmu didn't dare to fight him with the flying sword.

In this way, the two fought each other with swords for a quarter of an hour, but they could not stand the stalemate.

Adam, who was standing next to Jin Sanmu, felt excited when he saw it.

This is the first time he has seen a real master showdown.

One is the master of martial arts, and the other is the full true half-immortal.

Adam felt that this trip to China was worth it!

He also admires China more. Even a gang formed by beggars has such masters. In comparison, the martial arts schools in Los Angeles are really weak!

Zhang Dian felt a little worried when he saw each other.

After all, the other party uses magic power, and he relies on real true energy.

He had never practiced magic, and he didn't know which one consumed more. At least on the surface, Jin Sanmu's sword-tight look easier, which put a lot of pressure on him.

"Yeah!"

Zhang Dian shouted loudly and waved a sword.

This sword condensed his lifelong skills.

The Qingfeng sword was knocked out by him and danced in the air.

Jin Sanmu was also surprised. The power of this sword was so powerful that it almost made his flying sword lose control.

It seems that worldly martial arts are indeed worthy.

But in the end, my cultivation level was still poor. If my senior brother Wang Chongxian was here, he would have already taken Zhang Dian's head with one sword.

Jin Sanmu recalled the flying sword and pointed it into one finger.

Both sides returned to the beginning.

Zhang Dian knew that he couldn't get it. If he fought hard, the winner would be unpredictable in the end, unless he took hostages and threatened Jin Sanmu, but in that case, he would become a mortal enemy with Baiyun Temple.

These Taoist priests who claim to be justice are sometimes more difficult to deal with than little ghosts. Once they decide that you are an evil demon and heretic, they will pester you.

Zhang Dian then put away his sword and said, "Master Jin, what happened today is a misunderstanding. These people held my goddaughter hostage and broke into my main hall. I thought about teaching them a lesson. If I really wanted to kill them, I would have killed them long ago, so why should I set up a dog-beating formation? Since the Taoist priest said it was your friend, I will let people go. Another day, I will bring the wounded medicine treasured by the Beggars' Sect and visit Taoist Jin to Baiyun Temple."

Seeing that Zhang Dian had surrendered, Jin Sanmu thought that as long as someone saved him, he would be fine. If he really wanted to fight, the outcome was unknown.

He said, "There is no need to come to Baiyun Temple. It is better for us to keep the well water from over the river."

Zhang Dian laughed and said, "It seems that Master Jin doesn't want to be friends with me, it's a pity."

Jin Sanmu was about to ask Adam to help Li Muchen save people, but suddenly he saw Li Muchen stand up.

"Master Jin," said Li Muchen, "What happened today has nothing to do with Baiyun Temple. People are my friend of Li Muchen, and things are my Li Muchen's affairs. I will solve this matter myself, and I also ask the Taoist priest to watch."

Jin Sanmu was slightly stunned and nodded, "Okay, Mr. Li, please give me a gift."

Zhang Dian was a little curious. Why did this young man respect Jin Sanmu's tone so respect?

When he looked over there, he was suddenly shocked.

The three people just now were obviously dying, especially the two men, who were only half breathing even though they were not dead.

Even if they took out all the magic medicines that the Beggars' Sect had treasured for a hundred years, they would not be able to recover within a year or two.

But I don’t know what method the young man used. These three people are meditating there now. Judging from their aura, it seems that they are almost done!

"Who are you?" Zhang Dian looked at Li Muchen and asked.

Li Muchen said coldly: "You don't need to know, because you are about to die. From today on, there will be no more Beggars' Sect in the capital!"
Chapter completed!