At this time, Ying Tianhong also learned about the passing from a disciple.

Because of his tough measures against Sima Kongming, the masters were all transferred to the top of the sword mountain, and the entire sword casting hall was temporarily in the closing period.

Then the three uninvited guests hit the top of the mountain from the foot of the mountain. Although no disciple died, this action was undoubtedly slapping him, the master of the sword casting hall.

But when he saw the old man in Taoist robe, he could only spit inwardly.

‘I heard that this madman has been cultivating his body and character in the Taoist Temple for many years, but after he came out, he still acted so recklessly! It’s really worthy of the name of the Three Crazy!’

Then he frowned slightly again and looked at Xue Wuxia who was standing in front of him silently.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng should have appeared as his guardian. The real decision to make this reckless girl is this little girl who looks cold.

At this moment, he did not speak, but signaled a disciple to find Ying Wuque with his eyes. At the moment, he had more important plans and had no time to argue with the Taoist realm.

The younger generation will solve the problems between the younger generation by themselves. As for face... Ying Tianhong would definitely take this crazy situation on weekdays, but it is the most important thing to send them away as soon as possible.

After all, the plan he discussed with Sima Kongming must be implemented as soon as possible. Unknown variables will appear if one more day is delayed.

At this time, Sima Kongming, who was about to retreat behind everyone silently, suddenly frowned slightly because he found that Zhang Sanfeng had locked him with his energy.

"It's not a coincidence!" He immediately responded to the rumors of Tianhong.

After Ying Tianhong was silent for a moment, he also found that the time when the other party appeared was too coincidental, as if he followed Sima Kongming to the knife casting hall.

"They discovered your path along the way?"

Sima Kongming's brows frowned a little more tightly. After being poisoned by Zhang Guchen, he was sure to hide the traces completely, but when his strength recovered and he stepped into the sphere of influence of the Casting Knife Hall, he did not spend any more effort.

"No, why did they follow me for no reason?"

"Qin Fan attracted? Did you reveal your identity in Xuanyang Domain?"

"No! After being poisoned by Zhang Guchen, I immediately evacuated. When fighting, I also used a few tricks of fist and palm skills."

"But they are really eyeing you."

At this moment, Ying Tianhong also found that Zhang Sanfeng locked his energy into Sima Kongming, and the meaning was obviously to make him wait here.

As for what to wait for, Ying Tianhong didn’t know, and Sima Kongming didn’t know either.

But they were clear that as long as these three people stayed in the sword casting hall for a day, they would not be able to contact the forces that the five parties could join forces.

After all, good and evil are incompatible. Although the Star Alliance now lacks the Suzaku Palace, it still has small-scale battles with the Buddhist and Taoist veins in private.

Not to mention the Wanpoison Palace and the Nether Corpse Sect, they were almost beaten to death by the Buddha Land and the Tao Domain.

If they were told that Zhang Sanfeng, the top three monster-level master in the Divine Palace, was staying in the Sword Forging Hall, they would only suspect that Ying Tianhong wanted to set up a trap for them!

Not to mention the cooperation to kill the Forget-Wuyou Ghost Market, I am afraid that Zhudaotang will soon become a battlefield with flesh and blood!

"I'm asking you once, are you sure you didn't let Qin Fan discover your identity?"

This matter must be clarified, because it is related to the appearance of the three people in front of you. Is it a coincidence or a trap!

Sima Kongming's answer was also very affirmative.

"I'm sure, only Xue Yan knows that I'm showing up in Xuanyang Domain. He is now in the small town at the foot of Daoshan Mountain. He doesn't have the chance to contact Qin Fan if he counts on time.

And the others who can reveal my identity are dead!”

Ying Tianhong could trust the promise of a general arrester of Six Gates, unless he encountered a monster who used Sima Kongming as a tool man, just like Yu Cangmiao.

Otherwise, he would not have even known his true identity when he was discovered.

There is only one Yu Cangmiao in this world. Although Qin Fan showed his strength at the same monster level, he has not seen that it is comparable to that monster in terms of means and wisdom.

The step of establishing the Forget-Wretch Ghost Market is indeed very exciting, but it is also based on its strength. Of course, the most important thing is the support of the Caiketong God Xia Jinyu.

Even thinking about it carefully, Xia Jinyu may have used Qin Fan to achieve his goal of becoming a leader in the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce.

So is Qin Fan just a tool person...

At this moment, Ying Tianhong breathed a sigh of relief, at least things were not at the worst level.

At this time, Ying Wuque, the protagonist, was barely late. Because his younger brother lay all the way, he could not appear in Chen Jinnan's cool style, which made him look a little depressed.

Then he felt the heavy snow all over the sky, and his expression was even more dismal.

"You have a fight with me? Are you going to kill me!"

Regarding his own life, Ying Wuque decisively expressed his rejection. After all, as far as he knew, there was no expert in the Casting Hall that could trigger such a celestial phenomenon.

The handsome young man standing behind Xue Wuxia helplessly stood up and replied:

"Junior sister...No, I should call her senior sister now. Her situation is a bit special, and she has not triggered the astronomical phenomena."

Ying Wuque pointed at the snowy goose feathers that almost buried him, with a look of believing it or not.

"This is indeed not arousing the celestial phenomena. Some very few lucky people are favored by the laws of nature. If they are born with different physical constitutions than ordinary people, they will cause strange phenomena.

There are also some martial arts geniuses who can also create such a scene when their understanding of a certain degree of true meaning of martial arts reaches a certain level of breakthrough."

The person who spoke was Gui Qiuge, the great elder of the Zhudao Hall. He saw that Ying Tianhong did not stand up, so he could only come to popularize the science by himself.

Then he was silent for a few seconds and added another sentence.

"As far as I know, the last one who can do this is Senior Zhang Sancang."

Gui Qiuge bowed to Zhang San for a long time, and it was natural for this senior to say this.

After all, just when their generation had just experienced the charm of martial arts, it was the era when Zhang San fought all over the world and made his name into the Three Crazy Taoist.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Hearing Gui Qiuge pointing out his identity, the old Taoist priest nodded and stood up and said:

"Zhang Sanfeng is already in the past. Inspired by some foreigners, I have changed my name to Zhang Sanfeng, and the harvest is prosperous.

As for Xiao Xueer, her strength has not reached the point where she can trigger the celestial phenomena. With the famous Qin Zhuyu, Xiao Xueer is still far behind."

That's what he said, but most of the people present felt that Zhang Sanfeng's tone was filled with inexplicable pride.

"So why did you come here this time?"

"You shouldn't ask me about this. The protagonist is Xiao Xueer now. As Daozi of the Taoist Temple, she needs to fulfill her tradition first."

After saying this, Zhang Sanfeng took a step back, but his own aura was still locked on Sima Kongming.

Gui Qiuge breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. They understood this tradition very well.

Every hundred years, there will be a genius who inherited the name of Daozi and Buddha land in the Daozi and Buddha land to fight all over the Jiuzhou land, and the first generation of the young generation who has a neutral position in the major righteous and the world forces.

Later, when the reputation of these two people reaches its peak, they will fight another private battle.

No one knows the meaning of this tradition, but even the Daxuan Dynasty would acquiesce to continue this strange tradition.

This move caused the major forces to suffer because they were always beaten up.

They have also worked hard during this thousand years, but after a hundred years, one Taoist and Buddha Son, who were born one after another, are all existences that swept the same generation.

When it comes to their own heritage, they are not as good as the Taoist realm and Buddha land, so how can they fight, they can only grit their teeth and suffer.

But strangely, like the contemporary Taoist substitution, at least it has happened in history very few times.

"Ning Xiaoyao, what's going on?" Ying Wuque asked everyone's doubts directly.

Ning Xiaoyao shrugged, and said with greater helplessness:

"Sister Sister has passed the test of the Taoist Temple and her grades are better than mine. Xiaodao believes that his skills are not as good as others, so he naturally wants to give up the position of Daozi."

After hearing this, Xue Wuxia raised her brows slightly, but because her cold aura was too terrifying, and she was in the center of the chaotic snow, no one noticed this.

However, the doubts in Ying Wuque's eyes became even more intense.

Because the situation in the Dao Realm is very special, the existence of the Dao Shen Palace is equivalent to the holy land of various sects in the Dao Realm. Only one person can go through layers of selection to participate in the test of joining the Dao Shen Palace every ten years.

The position of Daozi is equivalent to the young palace lord of the Taoist Temple. When the once-a-century battle between Taoism and Buddhism ends, he can become the palace lord of the contemporary Taoist Temple.

So what you consider when you sit in this position is not only martial arts, but also in various other aspects.

Ning Xiaoyao's position as a Taoist selves has always been very steadily. After so many years, a huge chain of interest relations has been formed with him as the center.

Even if he is inferior to Xue Wuxiao in martial arts, he will not be able to remove this position so easily.

Judging from Xue Wuxia's indifference now, this person should be a weakness among his weaknesses in dealing with people. What qualifications does she have to replace Ning Xiaoyao?

Moreover, according to Ying Wuque's knowledge, there was a member who subsequently joined the Taoist Temple two hundred years ago. He had surpassed the contemporary Taoist son in terms of strength, but he did not succeed in replacing the other party.

After understanding the confusion in Ying Wuque's eyes, Ning Xiaoyao's expression gradually changed from helplessness to a hint of irritability, as if he didn't want to continue the topic.

"Stop talking nonsense, fight or not!"

Ying Wuque took a deep breath, and all the messy thoughts were abandoned by him. He slowly walked a hundred meters ahead of Xue Wuxia.

After this period of precipitation and his previous transaction with Xiang Bohuai, he has gained some of his legacy. Now he has enough confidence to touch Daozi, one of the two mountains among the younger generation.

(As for Qin Fan, what kind of monster is that? If you put him in the younger generation, you will be crazy about the existence of hundreds of thousands of ferocious beasts!)

As a pure swordsman who is loyal to the sword, he is never afraid to shine a sword at the strong!

At this moment, Ying Wuque's temperament changed. He gently stroked the blade, and his gentle gaze seemed to be looking at his lover.

The knife in his hand is indeed like a beautiful beauty who tore off the veil. The blade is transparent and the blade is crimson-red, like transparent glass with crimson-red ridges.

The knife is slightly shorter, and the bend of the knife is like the slender waist of a beautiful woman, showing her charm and being extremely beautiful.

Of course, what is even more brilliant is the magnificent sword light!

Ying Wuque's move is his best skill in the drizzle of the dusk!

Xue Wuxia watched this scene quietly. She didn't move at all, but the blizzard in the sky roared!

The strange blood-colored sword light was instantly buried by endless pale!

Ning Xiaoyao sighed when he saw this:

"Ying Wuque is not bad. His realm has broken through to the middle stage of the innate realm. This speed of improvement is much faster than I expected, but the result is already destined. This battle feels meaningless from the beginning."

"There is meaning." Zhang Sanfeng said softly, "We must first prove to the Heavenly Dao that this generation of Taoist people can be replaced."

Then he looked at Ning Xiaoyao deeply: "Xiao Ning'er, I won't ask about your private transaction with Xiao Xue'er, but the next thing is not allowed to continue to be lazy like this."

Ning Xiaoyao felt guilty and hurriedly said, "Master, Ying Wuque has used all his strength!"

Seeing that this move had not taken effect, Ying Wuque decisively gave up and continued to use the red sleeve sword technique at dusk. Especially with the surge of blizzard, he found that his body began to become gradually stiff.

One move! He knew he only had one chance!

At this moment, his eyes were filled with painted black, and a strange aura that seemed to be present and not present was emitted from all over his body. The gorgeous crimson beauty in his hand seemed to be wearing a black gauze dress, mysterious and charming!

Then a terrifying sword force broke out in an instant, and Ying Wuque held the black scimitar high, and he murmured unconsciously.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Boom! The huge sword energy swallowed wildly towards the snow in front of you!

In the depths of this sword, it seems that countless evil ghosts are imprisoned. They are crying, they are screaming, they are shrill. They look at everything around with extremely desperate and fierce eyes. They hate the world and even more of this fallen hell!

This hatred, accompanied by the surge of sword energy, has turned into darkness that seems to be able to swallow the world!

"It's just the first move of the three swords of Abidao..." Ning Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

At the same time, Xue Wuxia moved. Instead of pulling out the sword around her waist, she used her right fingers to make the sword fingers. As the sword light flashed, she looked like she was dancing a gorgeous dance.

This dance is beautiful and light and moving, but the terrifying sword energy hidden under it turns into pale snowflakes falling on earth!

The battle between black and white only took the result in a moment. The huge dark sword energy could not compete with the ubiquitous snow-white sword energy. It was like the master who used it, and several breaths had been buried by Blizzard!

At this moment, Ying Wuque's figure fell down, and countless sword injuries appeared on his body. Before he could even ask the name of the sword, he was seriously injured and fainted.

"Xiao Xueer's condition is a bit strange. The control of Xuepiao's world that she had learned by herself has almost reached perfection. How could she still take such a heavy move?"

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, but soon this problem was left behind because the next thing was the key.

Besides, as long as Ying Wuque is not dead and the degree of injury does not endanger its foundation, it will not be a big problem.

At this time, he gestured to Ning Xiaoyao on the side with his eyes.

Ning Xiaoyao was very conscious of being a tool person and stood up and said:

"It seems that Daozi of my Taoist Temple won this battle, so there is something I can talk about next.

Chief Sima and Master Ying, I wonder if there is any suitable place for conversation?”

Sima Kongming and Ying Tianhong looked at each other. From the beginning, they didn't think Ying Wuque could win, although they didn't expect Ying Wuque, who had already broken through the middle stage of the innate realm, would lose so miserably.

But these are all trivial matters. As Ying Wuque's father, Ying Tianhong's eyes stayed on him for a moment and had already moved away. Then he waved his hand and signaled the disciples of the Casting Knife Hall to carry him down for treatment.

Then he made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Sanfeng, and turned around and walked towards the palace.

"Xiao Ning'er, you and Xiao Xue'er go to the side to rest first. Let me leave the following matters." After saying this, Zhang Sanfeng's figure had disappeared.

A disciple of the Casting Knife also consciously arranged Ning Xiaoyao and Xue Wuxia to the mansion where the guests lived.

After the two entered it, the snow gradually dissipated.

Xue Wuxia, who had always been indifferent to her face, also undergoes great changes.
Chapter completed!