At this time, Ying Tianhong also learned the story from a disciple.
Because of his tough tactics against Sima Kongming, all the masters were transferred to the top of the Knife Mountain, and the entire Knife Forging Hall was temporarily closed.
Then these three uninvited guests beat him all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Although they did not cause the death of a single disciple, this move undoubtedly slapped him, the master of the Knife Forging Hall, in the face.
But when he saw the old man in Taoist robes, he could only spit in secret.
'I heard that this lunatic has been cultivating himself in the Taoist Palace these years, but when he came out, he still acted so recklessly! He really deserves the name of the three lunatics!'
Then he frowned slightly and looked at Xue Wuxia, who was standing silently at the front.
At this time, Zhang Sanfeng should have appeared as his protector, so it was this cold-looking little girl who really made this reckless decision.
At this moment, he did not speak, but used his eyes to signal a disciple to find Ying Wuque. At the moment, he had more important plans and had no time to argue with Daoyu.
Matters between the younger generation are left to be resolved by the younger generation themselves. As for face... If it were normal times, Ying Tianhong would definitely take this opportunity to go crazy, but now the most important thing is to get rid of them as soon as possible.
After all, the plan he discussed with Sima Kongming must be implemented as soon as possible. If it is delayed for another day, unknown variables will arise.
At this moment, Sima Kongming, who was about to retreat silently behind everyone, suddenly frowned slightly because he found that Zhang Sanfeng had locked him with his Qi machine.
"It's not a coincidence!" He immediately responded to Tianhong's rumor.
After Ying Tianhong was silent for a moment, he also realized that the timing of the other party's appearance was too coincidental, as if he was following Sima Kongming to the Knife Forging Hall.
"Have they discovered your whereabouts along the way?"
Sima Kongming's brows furrowed even more tightly. After being poisoned by Zhang Guyen, he was sure to completely hide his traces, but when he recovered his strength and stepped into the sphere of influence of the Forging Sword Hall, he didn't waste any more time.
effort.
"No, why are they following me for no reason?"
"Did Qin Fan bring it? Did you expose your identity in Xuanyang Domain?"
"No! After I was poisoned by Zhang Guyen, I immediately evacuated. During the fight, I also used a few fists and palms that were really bad."
"But they are really targeting you."
At this moment, Ying Tianhong also discovered that Zhang Sanfeng had locked his Qi machine on Sima Kongming, which obviously meant to make him wait here.
As for what to wait for, Ying Tianhong didn't know, nor did Sima Kongming.
But they know one thing, as long as these three people stay in the Knife Forging Hall for a day, they will not be able to contact the five forces that can join forces.
After all, there is no coexistence between good and evil. Although the Star Alliance now lacks the Suzaku Palace, privately it still often has small-scale fights with Buddhism and Taoism.
Not to mention the Ten Thousand Poison Palace and the Underworld Cult, they were almost beaten to death by the Buddhist and Taoist realms.
If they knew that Zhang Sanfeng, the top three monster-level master in the Taoist Palace, was staying in the Sword Forging Hall, they would only suspect that Ying Tianhong was setting a trap for them!
Not to mention the cooperation to kill the Forgotten Ghost Market, I'm afraid this place in the Forging Knife Hall will soon become a bloody battlefield!
"I'm asking you again, 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 me. Is it a coincidence within a coincidence, or is it a trap?
Sima Kongming's answer was also affirmative.
"I am sure that the only person who knows about my appearance in Xuanyang Domain is Xue Yan. He is currently in a small town at the foot of Daoshan Mountain, and he has no chance to contact Qin Fan.
And everyone else who could expose my identity is dead!"
Ying Tianhong can still trust the guarantee of a six-door chief arrester, unless he encounters the kind of monster who uses Sima Kongming as a tool, just like Yu Cangmiao.
Otherwise, he wouldn't even know his true identity was discovered.
There is only one Yu Cangmiao in this world. Although the strength shown by Qin Fan is also monster level, in terms of methods and wisdom, it is not seen that it is comparable to that monster.
The step of establishing Wangyou Ghost City is indeed exciting, but it is also based on its strength. Of course, the most important thing is the support of Xia Jinyu, the god of wealth.
Even thinking about it carefully, Xia Jinyu probably used Qin Fan to achieve his goal of ascending to the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce.
So Qin Fan is just a tool man...
At this moment, Ying Tianhong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at least the situation was not at its worst.
At this time, the protagonist Ying Wuque was too late, because his younger brother was lying down all the way, so he could not show up in Chen Jinnan's charming way, which made him look a little depressed.
Then as he felt the heavy snow in the sky, his expression became even more shattered.
"You asked me to fight? Are you planning to beat me to death?"
It was related to his own life, so Ying Wuque refused decisively. After all, as far as he knew, there was no master in the Knife Forging Hall who could induce such a celestial phenomenon.
The handsome young man standing behind Xue Wuxia stood up helplessly and replied:
"Junior sister...no, it's time to call me senior sister. Her situation is a bit special, and besides, she didn't cause any celestial phenomena."
Ying Wuque pointed at the heavy snow that almost buried him, with a look on his face that made you believe it or not.
"This is indeed not causing celestial phenomena. Some very few lucky people are favored by heaven, and their natural physiques are different from ordinary people, which will cause strange phenomena.
There are also some martial arts wizards who can also create such a scene when their understanding of the true meaning of a certain martial arts reaches a certain level of breakthrough."
The person who spoke was Gui Qiuge, the great elder of the Forging Knife Hall. He saw that Ying Tianhong did not come forward, so he could only do the popular science on his own.
Then he was silent for a few seconds and added another sentence.
"As far as I know, the last person who could do this was senior Zhang Sanfeng."
Gui Qiuge bowed her hands to Zhang Sanfeng, and it was natural for the senior to say so.
After all, just when their generation had just appreciated the charm of martial arts, it was also the era when Zhang San was crazy and conquered the world, earning the name of the Three Crazy Taoists.
When Gui Qiuge pointed out his identity, the old Taoist priest nodded, stood up and said:
"Zhang Sanfeng's madness is in the past. Inspired by some visitors from outer space, I have changed my name to Zhang Sanfeng, the harvest of the harvest.
As for Xiao Xue'er, her strength is indeed not at the level of inducing celestial phenomena. With the famous Zhu Yu of Qin Manor in front of her, Xiao Xue'er is still far behind."
That was what he said, but most people present felt that there was an inexplicable pride in Zhang Sanfeng's tone.
"So why did senior come here this time?"
"You shouldn't ask Pindao this. The protagonist today is Xiaoxue'er. As the Taoist disciple of the Taoist Palace, she needs to fulfill the tradition first."
After saying this, Zhang Sanfeng took a step back, but his energy was still locked on Sima Kongming.
Gui Qiuge breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. They understood this tradition very well.
Every hundred years, there will be a genius who inherits the name of Daozi and Buddha in the Dao realm and the Buddha land. He is the first person of the young generation to fight against all the major righteous paths and neutral forces in the land of Kyushu.
Later, when the reputation of these two people reaches its peak, they will fight in private again.
No one knows the significance of this tradition, but even the Daxuan Dynasty would acquiesce in allowing this strange tradition to continue.
This move caused disaster to those big forces, because they were always the ones being beaten.
During this process that lasted for thousands of years, they also tried their best, but it took a hundred years for the Taoist disciples and the Buddhist disciples to be born, both of them were existences that swept away their peers.
When it comes to their own background, they are not even comparable to Taoist realm and Buddha land, so no matter how hard they fight, they can only grit their teeth and endure it.
But the strange thing is that, at least in history, the replacement of Daozi in contemporary times has happened only a few times.
"Ning Xiaoyao, what's going on with you?" In response to everyone's doubts, Ying Wuque asked directly.
Ning Xiaoyao shrugged, his expression even more helpless as he said:
"Senior sister, she passed the test of the Taoist Palace and her results were better than mine. Xiaodao thinks that her skills are not as good as others, so she naturally gave up her position to this Taoist."
After hearing these words, Xue Wuxia's brows raised slightly, but because her cold aura was too frightening and she was in the center of the chaotic snow, no one noticed this.
But the doubts in Ying Wuque's eyes became more intense.
Because the situation in the Dao Realm is very special, the existence of the Taoist Palace is equivalent to the holy land of the major sects in the Dao Realm. Only one person every ten years can go through layers of selection to participate in the test of joining the Daoist Palace.
The position of Daozi is equivalent to the young palace master of the Taoist Palace. When the once-in-a-hundred-year dispute between Taoism and Buddhism is over, he can become the palace master of the contemporary Taoist Palace.
Therefore, taking this position considers not only martial arts, but also various other aspects.
Ning Xiaoyao's position as Taoist Master has always been very stable. After so many years, a huge chain of interests has been formed with him as the center.
Even if he was inferior in martial arts, he would not be able to relinquish this position so easily.
And looking at the indifferent attitude shown by Xue Wuxia now, this person should be one of the weakest in the world, so what qualifications does she have to replace Ning Xiaoyao.
Moreover, according to Ying Wuque's knowledge, there was a member who subsequently joined the Dao Shen Palace two hundred years ago. In terms of strength, he has surpassed the contemporary Daozi, but he failed to replace him.
After understanding the confusion in Ying Wuque's eyes, Ning Xiaoyao's expression gradually changed from helpless to a little irritated, as if he didn't want to continue discussing this topic in depth.
"Stop talking nonsense, fight or not fight!"
Ying Wuque took a deep breath, discarding all those messy thoughts, and walked slowly to the 100 meters in front of Xue Wuxia.
After this period of accumulation, coupled with his previous transaction with Xiang Bohuai, and thus gaining part of his legacy, he now has enough confidence to take on Daozi, one of the two big mountains among the younger generation of the world.
(As for Qin Fan, what kind of monster is he? He has crushed hundreds of thousands of ferocious beasts and if you put him in the younger generation, you may have lost your mind and gone crazy!)
As a pure swordsman who is loyal to the sword, he is never afraid to show his sword to the strong!
At this moment, Ying Wuque's temperament changed. He gently stroked the blade, and his soft eyes seemed to be looking at his lover.
And the knife in her hand indeed looks like a beautiful lady who has torn off her veil. Its blade is transparent and its body is crimson, like transparent glass with crimson bone ridges inlaid in it.
The knife is slightly short, and the curve of the knife is like the slender waist of a peerless beauty, showing off the charm and beauty.
Of course, what is even more brilliant is that magnificent sword light!
Ying Wuque's best shot is the Dusk Drizzle Red Sleeve Sword Technique!
Xue Wuxia watched this scene quietly. She didn't make any move, but the blizzard was roaring in the sky!
That weird bloody sword light was instantly buried by the endless paleness!
Ning Xiaoyao sighed when he saw this:
"Ying Wuque is not bad. His realm has broken through to the middle stage of the Xiantian realm. This improvement speed is much faster than I expected, but the result is already doomed. This battle feels meaningless from the beginning."
"There is meaning." Zhang Sanfeng said softly, "You must first prove to Heaven that the Taoist of this generation has been replaced."
Then he took a deep look at Ning Xiaoyao: "Xiao Ning'er, I won't interfere with your private transactions with Xiao Xue'er, but what happens next will not allow you to continue to be so lazy."
Ning Xiaoyao felt a little guilty and said quickly: "Master, look, Ying Wuque tried his best!"
Seeing that this move was not effective, Ying Wuque decisively gave up using the Dusk Drizzle Red Sleeve Sword Technique. Especially as the blizzard surged, he found that his body began to become gradually stiffer.
One move! He knew he only had one chance!
At this moment, his eyes were filled with pitch black, and a vague and strange aura emanated from his whole body. The gorgeous crimson beauty in his hands seemed to be wearing a black gauze dress, mysterious and charming!
Immediately, a terrifying sword force erupted instantly, and Ying Wuque was seen holding the pitch-black scimitar high, and murmuring in a low voice as if unconsciously.
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There seemed to be countless evil ghosts imprisoned in the depths of this knife. They were howling, screaming, and shrill. They looked at everything around them with extremely desperate and ferocious eyes. They hated the world, and even more hated this depraved world. hell!
This hatred, accompanied by the surge of sword energy, has turned into a darkness that seems to be able to swallow up the world!
"It's just the first move of the three swords of Abi Dao..." Ning Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
At the same time, Xue Wuxia moved. She did not pull out the sword at her waist, but made a sword finger shape with two fingers of her right hand. As the sword light flashed, she looked like she was dancing a beautiful dance.
This dance is beautiful, light and moving, but the terrifying sword energy hidden underneath turns into pale snowflakes and falls to the world!
The battle between black and white came to an end in just a moment. The huge dark sword energy could not compete with the ubiquitous snow-white sword energy. Just like the master who used it, a few breaths had been buried by the blizzard!
At this moment, Ying Wuque's figure fell straight down, and countless sword wounds appeared densely on his body. Before he could even ask the name of the sword, he was seriously injured and fainted.
"Xiao Xue'er's state is a bit strange. She has understood this trick of Snow Floating on the World by herself, and her control is almost perfect. How can she be so heavy-handed?"
Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, but soon this question was forgotten because the next thing was the key.
Besides, as long as Ying Que is not dead and the extent of his injuries does not endanger his foundation, then it won't be a big problem.
At this time, he gestured to Ning Xiaoyao on the side with his eyes.
Ning Xiaoyao was very aware of being a tool, so he stood up and said:
"It seems that our Taoist disciple from the Taoist Palace has won this battle, so there is something we can discuss carefully.
Chief Inspector Sima and Hall Master Ying, I wonder if there is a suitable place to talk?"
Sima Kongming and Ying Tianhong looked at each other. From the beginning, they did not think that Ying Wuque could win, although they did not expect that Ying Wuque, who had broken through to the middle stage of the Xiantian realm, would lose so embarrassingly.
But this was all a trivial matter. As Ying Wuque's father, Ying Tianhong's eyes stayed on him for a moment and then moved away. Then he waved his hand and motioned to the disciples of the Forging Knife Hall to carry him down for treatment.
Then he made an invitation gesture to Zhang Sanfeng, turned around and walked towards the palace.
"Xiao Ning'er, you and Xiao Xue'er go aside to rest first, and leave the rest to me." After saying this, Zhang Sanfeng disappeared.
A disciple of the Knife Forging Hall also consciously arranged for Ning Xiaoyao and Xue Wuxia to stay in the mansion where the distinguished guests lived.
After the two of them entered it, the falling snow gradually dissipated.
Xue Wuxia, who had always had a cold face, also underwent great changes.