Thousands of rain swords tear the clouds into the sky.

Deng Tai'a Ningyun turned into rain in a flash. He saw him blinking his left hand and twelve sword wombs flew out from his sleeves. The twelve sword wombs lined up in a line and merged into the rain. The rain water formed a formation. After being combined with the sword womb, it formed a line that divided the sky, as if it was to draw a gap between heaven and earth.

Deng Tai'a held Tai'a in his hand and looked at Ye Qi and said, "This time is called military relocation. I realized after being defeated by Wang Xianzhi. I originally wanted to go to Wudicheng again to use it when fighting again, but after seeing Brother Ye's sword, I couldn't wait to let it reveal the world."

Ye Qi stood under the gulf and said, "My sword has no specific name, but it must be told to others. So yesterday when I was teaching my disciples, I told him that it was called a sword in front of me. Just now, Brother Deng first took a sword, so then I will first draw the sword and break your troops with one sword."

I saw Ye Qi still had a sword on his own, and his white clothes moved again. When he reached the gulf, Lu Zu slashed his sword with his sword.

The sword formation soldier disturbed the Tian Air Machine, like a long rainbow, and touched the sword with Zhanlai.

The sky and the earth waves waves rolled up the dust on the mountain and swung around them. The plants and trees all fell when they met, and they were like everything running wildly across the mountains.

Then, I saw the long rainbow transformed from the sword formation, completely shattered, and the twelve flying swords and swords flew randomly among the mountains. The rain was no longer a sword, but it returned to the shape of clouds and mist, and the wild mountains were no longer hazy.

Deng Tai'a smiled proudly and said, "What a sword in front of him. Last year, Deng walked on the west wall. Thinking of the mighty power of the old sword god's sword energy rolling on the dragon wall, he suddenly felt something. After three years of enlightenment, he became a sword. Deng believed that this sword was the strongest sword at the moment. This sword, regardless of life or death, is only for swordsmanship. Brother Ye dared?"

Ye Qiran said: "Between the sword, life and death are the best."

On the wild mountain, clouds are rolling, sometimes forming high mountains and sometimes spreading flat ground. At some point, the mountains collapse and the clouds disperse, and two loud laughs sounded at the same time, spreading between the seventy-two peaks of Wudang.

...

Shutong looked there, his hands tightly clasped together, and his palms were sweating in the cold world. When he came with the master, he had never worried about anything. In this world, he went to Beimang, except for the old pervert who was the best in the world, who was obviously the best in the world and said that he was the second best in the world, who could stop the master's sword?

I am not talented in swordsmanship, but the master has never avoided his own eyes and ears when practicing swordsmanship. He also used a sword energy that was born from Li Chungang's Dragon Wall. He is just the fifth in the world. So powerful?

Hong Xixiang looked at her eyes dazed, and she learned half of the catchphrase of His Royal Highness, "Technical work."

As soon as he said that, he sighed again: "Thanks to not compete in the sword at the Big Lotus Peak, otherwise my little Lotus Peak would be gone."

As for the remaining Taoist priests, how could they have seen such a strange phenomenon? The sword of Lu Zu was born that day, and it was not as good as this. A mountain collapsed. Was the thunder pool in front of the Tianmen falling down?

Deng Tai'a walked by the Taoist priests in blood. The book boy completely forgot the man's promise to shed blood and not cry. Tears were crying on his cold red face in an instant.

Hong Xixiang calculated with his fingers and learned that the two swordsmen did not learn the duel of the world. They had to score a life and death, so they smiled and bowed to Deng Tai'a and said, "The little path Hong Xixiang has seen Deng Jianshen."

Deng Tai'a's bloody face showed a miserable smile no matter how he looked at it, and said, "I have heard of Dao Zheng Daming for a long time. It's really better to see him at first sight."

Hong Xixiang touched the back of his head in confusion. His reputation was probably similar to His Royal Highness in some aspects. However, Deng Tai'a's words did not sound like sarcasm, and it was strange.

"Deng Jianshen was joking. The path only has lazy names in the world, so how can there be any big names?"

Mr. Deng was about to laugh and reply, but Shutong wiped off her tears and said, "Master, you're still laughing?"

Deng Jianshen, who was used to using peach blossom branches as his sword, had no choice but to spread his hands, but he didn't laugh anymore. Seeing Hong Xixiang as if he wanted to keep him, he said goodbye first and rode on the donkey, and let Xiao Shutong lead the donkey to leave Wudang Mountain.

...

There was snow falling in the sky again. On the path outside Wudang Mountain, Xiao Shutong did not ask himself to ride a donkey and lead the donkey because the road was covered by snow.

"This blood just looks a bit powerful, but it's not seriously injured. Otherwise, donkey, come and ride it?"

Xiao Shutong said stubbornly: "You are always reluctant to buy a saddle with cotton, and you are reluctant to spend money on the old donkey to eat some good food. You sit on it and put your butt, and it feels uncomfortable."

The Peach Blossom Sword God smiled and said with his usual excitement: "You book boy, you rarely understand me."

Shutong kicked Jixue in front of him angrily and said, "It's not that you understand you, you're pitying you."

The two of them walked away for a long time. Deng Tai'a's aggressive method was tried and tried again and again, but she still rode a donkey.

Shutong found that the master was not seriously injured, and thought that the master probably won again when he came to Wudang to compete in swordsmanship this time, so he gradually became happy. After going down a snow slope, he turned around and asked, "Master, how is the fifth in the world?"

The Peach Blossom Sword God suddenly spitted blood and phlegm on the ground, and there was no longer any gentleness on his face. He cursed: "That boy is not inferior to Cao Changqing, and the Vajra Realm is not bad at Li Wangxin. He didn't have a drop of blood, so he was over-consuming. It's his grandmother."

"Was that lost?" Shutong asked in a low voice.

"What we said is to only discuss the level of swordsmanship, regardless of life or death, no one uses killer moves in the end. Master, I lost half of the move, but it is not unfair. This trip is worth more than going to Wudicheng to compete with the old guy Wang Xianzhi. Hehe, a foot of sword in front of me is wonderful."

...

Dalianhua Peak Colon.

"The great gift of the swordsmanship is too heavy for Wudang to repay you. I can only send Dahuang Ting to make up for it."

Yesterday, after Wang Chonglou felt the sword intent of the three swords on the Great Lotus Peak, he felt that fellow Daoist Ye had too many swords and thought of passing on the Dahuang Ting's martial arts to make up for it. Unexpectedly, the fifth brother Wu Jian realized that he was going to come back in the morning at night. However, Deng Tai'a came to compete in the sword again, and he could only delay until now. Before coming, when he discussed with several junior brothers to give out Dahuang Ting, the junior brothers once again praised him for his good plan and won Deng Tai'a's sword and used Dahuang Ting's martial arts to exchange for a stable profit.

Ye Qi looked a little tired, and he refused with a smile: "A sword of Lu Zu is enough, fellow Taoist should take back this Dahuangting."

Wang Chonglou is quite old and is more accurate than fortune-telling. He knows that a person like Daoist Ye said that it is impossible to accept Dahuang Ting from rejection. He sighed helplessly and took back the Taoist book he handed out. If the junior brothers knew that Daoist Ye did not ask for Dahuang Ting, they would probably have to say that they were good at calculating, but they really hadn't planned anything.
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