A dozen feet away, a tornado soared into the sky.

Everyone on the gatehouse covered their faces with their sleeves, feeling in fear, but the Maoshan disciple who was walking quickly was not affected at all.

Hearing the elder's order, he pulled out the peach wood sword from behind his neck with his right hand, and quickly wiped the sword body with his two fingers with his left hand, lifting his eyebrows slantedly.

Peach wood is originally light yellow, but it turns into light brown due to the deep years and years. It suddenly becomes brighter at this moment, and it spits out about half an inch of white light, and a faint sound of wind and thunder comes out.

Lin Pu nodded secretly and thought to himself that Lu Yuan is a scumbag, and this disciple of the first grade of the God of Merging is barely like the same thing. If it weren't for maintaining Maoshan's reputation, he wouldn't have slaughtered the chicken with a ox knife and raised the other party.

White fog, dust, and grass leaves spiraled into the sky. The body of the white-robed scholar was clearly exposed on the wooden platform. He raised his fists and said:

"Uncle Cang, Huang Tang, go all the way. I will send your ashes to the clouds and stay away from the mortal world from now on. Live with the heaven and earth, and the sun and the moon are the same..."

Before he finished speaking, a sound of Qingzha came from the gatehouse, looking at the sword!

The Maoshan disciple didn't want to listen to his long-winded words, nor did others misunderstand his sneak attack, so he simply interrupted the conversation and then set off his sword.

Legend has it that when the sword art is cultivated to an extremely high level, the sword energy condenses and forms a gang, the so-called sword energy!

The white light that the peach wood sword swallows and spits is the invincible sword aura!

Compared with the garbage qi of martial arts, it has been condensed to some extent.

Gang is disassembled into four directions, referring to the handle of the Big Dipper and the Great righteous energy and the strong wind at high altitude. Sword Gang is sword energy, but only masters can condense the sword energy into Gang.

The sword energy of the Maoshan disciple flickered and pointed at the sky as if he was alive, and once he let go, he would fly through the sky.

Peach is the essence of the five woods and can best suppress evil spirits.

Ten Maoshan Taoist priests and nine with peach wood swords on their backs.

Maoshan Taoist Sect is not a top sect in the world of cultivation, but has a huge influence in the secular world. 20% of the mages who subdue demons and catch ghosts come from Maoshan, and the peach wood sword is a standard magic weapon.

A sword light flashed...

After a sweep of seven or eight feet, a crisp "pop" sound came out, which was a sonic boom produced by breaking through the air. This sword actually ran faster than the sound, breaking the sound barrier!

The scholar on the wooden platform was not slow either. He turned his body very quickly, and his hands clasped his fists to the sky and closed them down, clamping the sword body...

This scene was extremely shocking, and it was simply beyond imagination.

A flying sword was actually clamped by both palms?

It is rare to hear the battle of practitioners, let alone facing a mortal!

Even if the sword is not stabbed, why didn’t the invincible Qi cut off the palm of your hand?

Unless the gap between the two sides is huge, this can be done. But the gap is huge. The weak side will not be stupid enough to stab with a flying sword. Isn’t that asking for death?

The neat sound of gasping in the air came from the gatehouse, and his eyes fell all over the ground!

The scholar obviously did not understand the method of restraining the flying sword, so he just kept doing it. He was hit and flew backwards out of the wooden platform. After landing, he pressed the ground with his heels, and plowed out a deep groove of more than ten feet long before he stopped his body.

When the flying sword loses its speed, it becomes a fire stick.

The peach wood sword buzzed and trembled, like a big yellow croaker that had left the water, shaking his head and tail desperately, and could not escape the fisherman's palms like iron pliers.

The scholar's shoes were worn off, his head was unkempt, but he was holding a sword and laughed wildly, saying:

"Hahaha, the shit flying sword...Wu, where did the birders come from on the building? Are they supported by the Lu family?"

Lin Pu shouted and scolded.

"The Maoshan Taoist Sect is here, and the monster won't let go..."

Its words are astringent and staggered, and its sound is old and heavy, like stone crushing, moss and sawn wood.

The sound waves are like turbulent waves, one wave beats one wave, one wave is even higher than the other...

The demon... let go... surrender...

For a moment, the towers trembled, and the entire castle and plain echoed with sound. It was like an immortal standing in the clouds, speaking the truth, and the heaven and earth resonated.

"Maoshan Road? Hahaha, then you don't want to go back... Grandpa, I want to push Lujiabao, no one of them will run away!"

The scholar curled his lips contemptuously, turned the sword with his palms into a left hand and grabbed the tip of the sword, and tied his right gloves forward on the sword body.

Accompanied by a sizzling sound, the extremely hard spiritual magic weapon that was not invaded by water and fire immediately turned into a piece of black and deposed charcoal.

The Maoshan disciple on the gatehouse let out a muffled groan and his face turned pale in an instant.

The scholar in the white robe shook off the charcoal ash, pointed to the castle, shouted:

"I want to level the mountain, but the mountain doesn't reach it, what can I do? The spicy one next door, break it!"

Seeing his actions and listening to his words, Lin Pu no longer dared to betray him. He urgently ordered the injured Lu Yuan and Rongshen disciple Sheng He to face the challenge, but he floated out of the gatehouse and hovered in the air.

After the scholar finished speaking, his body swayed and fainted. White light suddenly appeared on the ground and shot towards the castle.

However, he ran a dozen feet away and a big thing like a pavilion fell from the sky.

Bang……

The subway city shaking!

Lin Pu's magic seal is extremely powerful, which is different from the small seal of Luyuan.

A deep pit suddenly collapsed on the ground, and the rampant scholar was smashed into the soil, probably turning into meat sauce.

Everyone on the gatehouse cheered loudly, and they almost slapped their faces.

Tsk tsk...

They all opened their mouths and wanted to say a few words of flattery against Elder Lin. But the horse was still standing in the air and had to wait for him to come back before talking.

The slaves in the distance were in a turmoil.

Lao Hutu and A Biao opened their arms and blocked the dozen young and strong men who rushed to help.

Just kidding, how can mortals participate in the battle between immortal masters? At that time, Afan will be distracted and he will free up his hands to protect everyone.

If Afan dies, all the slaves will not escape the Lu family's poison. At least, Lao Hu, A Biao and others will definitely die, while others will be worse than death.

But they didn't believe that Brother Fan finally returned and disappeared like this...

The clear crane sounded, and the sound shook the sky.

Four huge yellow cranes flew out of the castle, three rode on their backs, and the largest one swivel carried Elder Lin.

The monks in the realm of rebirth are divided into four stages: the Yi Jing’s marrow removal and bone transformation. Only after the bone changes can they completely get rid of the heavy body and fly as light as a swallow. The so-called "rebirth" refers to the escape from the body of the body, and the meaning is this.

Lin Pu had just entered the stage of the Book of Changes and could not last long with a breath of true energy. After riding the yellow crane, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Very dangerous!

The strong body of the scholar was only seen in his life and never heard of.

If he rushed over and fought closely, he might be able to capsize the gutter. Fortunately, this gutter is bulky and unable to fly, and he will stand firmly invincible.

Through the induction sent back by the seal, Lin Pu knew that the scholar was not dead yet, but he was not sure how much he was injured, so he rode a crane to observe.

Seeing the elder like this, the three Maoshan disciples followed him and looked down with a crooked neck.

Four yellow cranes flew gracefully, forming a large circle, and the center of the circle was the big pit on the ground.

After more than ten breaths, the seal in the pit moved a little.

Lin Pu secretly complained that something was wrong and raised his hand to grab it.

The magic seal as big as a pavilion flew into the sky, but two slap pits appeared at the bottom, as if corroded by a highly toxic substance, and the green air inside gushed out.

"Hahaha... I want to see how powerful this magic seal is, and it cannot block the true fire of Samadhi!"..

The white robe turned into a gray robe, and the scholar laughed wildly and rose into the sky.

The seal is merciless and smashed down on the head.
Chapter completed!