Senior Brother Zhang took out his sword, and the cold air was so strong that it was so cold that it burst out from the ordinary sword tip. When it was closer, it could penetrate into people's bones and feel cold from the heart.

Xiaoyao Fudao's face was solemn. As the saying goes: Experts can tell their origins by looking at their outfits. For example, people who walk around the world can easily make some talismans, peach wood swords, etc., and they lack any magic power fluctuations. When an insider sees it, he can see through the clues.

The sword in front of you looks ordinary at first glance. If you look carefully, you will find that there are shallow light patterns on the sword. Each light pattern is diamond-shaped, densely packed, and full of swords.

This is a prominent feature that the practitioner has tempered with secret techniques, showing that this sword has a spiritual connection with its owner.

There is no doubt that this is a magic weapon of wiseness and is of good quality.

Xiaoyao looked at the sword, glanced at the inheritance talisman in his hand, and measured it, and concluded that the chance of his own gaining the upper hand was slim.

The inheritance of Longhu Mountain is very diverse. In addition to the head of the Heavenly Master Seal, there are all involved in swordsmanship, alchemy, talisman books, etc. Various magical powers are taught separately according to the talents of their children. At present, Senior Brother Zhang is clearly a sword cultivator.

When it comes to swords, of course, the Shushan Sword Immortal, and the flying swords are unpredictable. However, Longhushan’s swordsmanship also has a considerable reputation, which is similar to martial arts and is filled with the killing of magical powers, which is very impressive.

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This style just suppresses Laoshan's talisman art to death. As long as you get close to you, Xiaoyao Fudao can only wait for death.

The thunder sounded, the wind and clouds gathered, and Senior Brother Zhang strode forward. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and a flash of light flashed.

On the other side, Zhengguang, who was sad and angry, suddenly looked up, his eyes turned red, and his face turned ferocious: "You thief, dare to destroy this Taoist magic weapon and pay your life to compensate!"

He roared and rushed forward, which was a completely desperate way to play, and there was no point in the character of a monk.

Chen Sanlang frowned and raised his hand and shook out the jute rope. After several practical battles, he has been extremely skillful in this move, one by one.

The jute rope was wrapped around it. It was tied up to the waist below Zheng Guang's waist, his feet tightened, and a dog chewing at the mud on the ground, which was really embarrassing.

"Ahhhh!"

The priest was so angry that he was filled with smoke from his orifices and struggled desperately. The more he struggled, the tighter the rope was tied and he could not get rid of it.

Chen Sanlang shook his head, but took the battle between Xiaoyao and Senior Brother Zhang.

Xiaoyao Fudao's situation is very bad.

Senior Brother Zhang sacrificed his sword. Although he could not use the sword to fly and strike like Shushan sword technique, he could hold it in his hand and the sword light was lingering. It was elegant and ostentatious, and it was mysterious.

Xiaoyao is not good at melee combat, and the talismans that can be used to fight the enemy were consumed in the past. Currently, there is only one volume of inherited talismans that can be taken out, but unfortunately, many of the magics above cannot be used. It takes some preparation time to use them. At the same time, the loss of his personal magic power is also quite large. If he continues to use it, he will be unable to do it two or three times.

He could only keep retreating. If Senior Brother Zhang hadn't killed him, he would have been splattering blood for five steps long ago. But he wouldn't have retreated anyway, because there was a cliff behind him.

Senior Brother Zhang laughed: "Fellow Taoist, leave the box, for Chen Zhuangyuan's sake, I won't make things difficult for you. I can't bear to kill you, so as not to cut off the Taoist sect, which is a great loss to the Taoist sect."

Xiaoyao said: "You are hypocritical here. The things in the box are originally the treasure of my Laoshan Mountain. How can outsiders be involved?"

All Taoist sects have inheritance, and whether they are inherited by magical powers or certain treasures, they are the lifelines on which the sects rely on for survival. They are at risk of rise and fall and cannot be lost. Once they are lost, it means that the inheritance is cut off, and then the existence of the sects will also lose their meaning.

"Since that's the case, then Bendao has to come and get it himself."

Senior Brother Zhang turned his sword and stabbed Xiaoyao's left wrist quickly. This time, Xiaoyao Fudao had no choice but to avoid it.

How could Chen Sanlang stand by and watch? His eyes flashed by, and he wanted to use a sword to save him.

"open!"

Zhengguang, who was tied up by a jute rope, roared loudly, and the sound shook the cliff. The jute rope was broken one after another and was broken open.

Chen Sanlang was stunned and thought that the quality of the jute rope that he had learned in a hurry was really inferior and was too easy to be broken. In this way, the power was greatly reduced and it was useless. In this way, it would be very different if you must obtain the magic silk and use it to refine magic weapons.

"You forced me!"

Zhengguang looked like a madman. When he fell just now, his hair was scattered and his hair was disheveled, making him look more like a madman. But when he saw his hands quickly forming seals, he muttered something in his mouth, and suddenly punched his chest.

The punch was so heavy that he actually coughed up blood.

Chen Sanlang was a little puzzled. This guy couldn't beat him and was so angry that he was self-harm. No wonder people said that monks actually had a heavier obsession than mortals.

"roar!"

After vomiting blood, Zhengguang roared to the sky, and the balloon that was full of breath began to expand

These things are written in a long way, but they are actually just a moment. At the same time, in order to avoid Senior Brother Zhang's sword, Xiaoyao Fudao, in desperation, had to use the long box in his hand as a shield to meet the tip of the sword.

Senior Brother Zhang laughed and his body was fast. The next moment, he bullied him, grabbed the box with his hand, and then took a few steps back.

After getting the things, he was very happy. He noticed Zhengguang's situation. He couldn't help but frown and murmured: "It seems that he was so dizzy that he didn't even dare to use such secret techniques. Why bother?"

The secret technique that Zhengguang now uses is called "Mad Bull Technique". By stimulating the potential of bloodlines, it greatly improves its strength. However, after using it, the whole person seems to be exhausted and fainted. The fierce and domineering technique is that it will permanently damage the meridians. In other words, now Zhengguang uses the secret technique without regard to the consequences, and his cultivation level will stagnate here in this life, and there is no possibility of rising again.

When practicing Taoism, practitioners actually value themselves the most, because they rarely fight desperately with others and fight for life and death. That is the style of the people in the martial arts world. It is not easy to practice Taoism, and they should cherish it. Especially for disciples from the Taoist sect, this concept is deeply rooted and difficult to shake.

Therefore, although Senior Brother Zhang has the upper hand in Xiaoyao Fudao, he is quite responsible for his sword drawing and leaves room for room for trouble. He is afraid that he will be unable to feel uncomfortable if he fights desperately. If a rabbit is anxious, he will bite people, let alone people?

Chen Sanlang cut Zheng Guang's beloved magic weapon, and it was indeed a forbidden to let go. However, the magic weapon was considered an external object, and it was not that it could not be refined. At most, it would take more time. However, if the secret technique was used and the meridians were damaged, there would never be a chance of recovery.

Which one is more important can be seen at a glance.

Zhengguang has cultivated his mind and cultivated his nature in Qingcheng Mountain. Why are he so easily stimulated today and doing such confusing things that are reckless?

Senior Brother Zhang was a little surprised.

call!

The strong wind came from the air, and a black shadow suddenly emerged from the low clouds and pounced down extremely quickly.

The target was the box that Senior Brother Zhang had just grabbed.
Chapter completed!