Comprehensive martial arts: Guarding Wudang, stopping Xu Weixiong at the beginning

The cold light suddenly appeared, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye, completely integrated with the vast rain curtain, and disappeared without a trace.

In an instant, the black-robed man trembled all over his body, like falling into an ice cave, and an inexplicable cold air rushed from the center of his feet to the heavenly spirit, and then flowed all over his body.

He opened his eyes wide to catch the traces of the sword, but failed.

The speed at which the little Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain in front of him took out his sword was terrifyingly fast, and it didn't look like a half-grown teenager could have it at all.

Even on the rivers and lakes, some reckless rangers who kill people like hemp are not as stressful as this little Taoist.

"When did Wudang teach such a little monster to come out. "

The black-robed man cursed in his heart.

If you can't catch the traces of the sword shadow, you can only rely on the keen intuition cultivated by years of fighting.

The thick long sword in his hand slashed out.

I have to say that many times, intuition is more effective than eyes, especially at this critical juncture of life and death.

The thick long sword blocked Lin Xuan's sword drawing technique, but a surging internal force and strength poured from the sword body into the black-robed man's body.

"Whew".

His body regressed uncontrollably, his feet pulling two smooth marks on the muddy ground.

"It's so strong. "

The man was frightened, and he withdrew two or three feet away before he stabilized his body, and it was unimaginable that he was forcibly shocked back by a little Taoist priest with internal force.

A sword jumped back from the man, Lin Xuan fell two feet away, and with a little tiptoe, he rushed out again.

Like an arrow off the string, the steel long sword in his hand vibrate, tearing through the rain curtain, and the wind was difficult to add.

In an instant, the body that was not tall broke through the wind and rain at this time, and the long sword in his hand waved.

Leave Xu Weixiong a back.

"Snort".

Lin Xuan took out his second sword and slashed towards the black-robed man, who ushered in with a sword.

"Buzz".

The two sword weapons collided, and a subtle sound appeared out of thin air, even if it was extremely inconspicuous in the sound of wind and rain, but it fell on the ears of Lin Xuan and the man, but it was extremely clear.

The black-robed man's face changed drastically, and he wanted to retreat, but before he could breathe, the long sword in his hand was broken, and the cut was smooth.

The cold light greeted him, tearing through the darkness and rapidly expanding in the man's eyes, until this cold light completely filled his pupils.

The splashing raindrops hit his face like knives, stinging his skin and causing the man to wake up instantly.

Under the desire of the dead soul, he couldn't take care of much, and raised the cultivation of a product to twelve percent, and the cold light came in an instant, only a millimeter.

The man's waist exerted force, and his upper body fell backwards, and the cold blade brushed against his face, bringing up a streak of blood.

At this moment, the man felt that he had stepped into the ghost gate with half of his feet, and the clothes in the back of his heart were wet with cold sweat, and he pointed the half-cut sword in his hand on the ground to support his body.

With the strength of the waist back, the upper body rebounded violently, wanting to fight to the death.

"Snort".

At this moment, the long sword in Lin Xuan's hand flipped over, and the cold light fell from top to bottom, facing the man's rebounding upper body.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

This poem is the most suitable to describe the scene at this time, Lin Xuan's long sword and the man are running in both directions.

The black-robed killer could only watch his neck slam towards the blade and could do nothing.

The old force just went, the new force was not released, and after a while, the sword light dissipated, and the little Taoist priest fell to the ground.

"Snort".

Put the sword into the sheath and walk towards Xu Weixiong.

Behind him, the burly black-robed killer stood dumbfounded, his hands drooping, his eyes wide open, and his eyes were filled with horror and despair.

"Poof".

The cold wind echoed, and the body of the black-robed killer fell on its back, smashed into the blood, and its fingers moved, and there was no more breath.

From beginning to end, Lin Xuan only made three swords

Three swords will kill a martial artist.

"The host successfully prevented a first-rank martial artist from breaking into the mountain, and obtained a two-speed sword practice perception card for one month. "

The voice in my head disappears.

In the torrential rain, under the cover of night, the lord of the second county of Beiliang looked at the little Taoist priest walking towards him, although there were blood stains on his body, although his Taoist robe was broken.

But those eyes were extraordinarily commanding and sharp, and there was an invisible aura on their bodies.

So much so that she lost her mind slightly.

At this moment, Xu Weixiong, who thinks very highly of himself and is arrogant, can be regarded as truly seeing Lin Xuan's strength, and he has mixed feelings in his heart.

"Scared silly?".

The little Taoist priest frowned slightly.

Xu Weixiong came to his senses and stared at him with the eyes of a monster.

"Don't look at me like that, I'll be embarrassed. "

Lin Xuan's brows soothed.

"Are you still embarrassed?".

The corners of her mouth lifted slightly.

Back in the pavilion, about half an hour passed, and only a few disciples came down from the mountain to change the guard.

Looking at the corpses lying in front of the mountain gate, these senior brothers suddenly became uneasy.

It wasn't until he saw Lin Xuan and Xu Weixiong who were sheltering from the rain in the pavilion that he was relieved and hurriedly asked, "Little junior brother, what's going on?"

"These are the killers who came to assassinate the Second County Lord. "

He showed a frightened expression: "Fortunately, the second county lord has strong martial arts, so they didn't succeed." "

"These people were all killed by the Lord of the Second County?".

Several senior brothers looked at Xu Weixiong incredulously.

The latter slandered in his heart, opened his mouth, and wanted to deny it, but when he saw the look that the little Taoist priest gave him, he nodded his head in a ghostly manner.

A senior brother went to the front and led a team of snow dragoons to clean up the battlefield, and Xu Weixiong transferred another team of cavalry to be stationed in front of the mountain gate.

"Senior brothers, you have to be more careful when you keep vigil. "

Lin Xuan said: "I will escort the second county lord back to the mountain and report the situation to the master." "

"Good. "

The disciple on duty nodded.

"Let's go. "

He spoke, opened the oil-paper umbrella, and walked up the mountain along the trail with Xu Weixiong.

The torrential rain does not stop, the trail is waterlogged, and the night is dark, which is already steep, and if you are not careful, you will fall off the cliff.

Therefore, Lin Xuan led the way in front.

Halfway up the mountain, Xu Weixiong's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Thank you. "

He turned around, the girl's face was indifferent, and she looked at him: "If it weren't for you today, I'm afraid I would have turned into a corpse by this time." "

"No thanks. "

Lin Xuan said casually: "As long as you don't die in our Wudang, it's fine." "

Even if the night was as dark as ink, Lin Xuan could still see that the girl's face instantly turned black.

Passed by without saying a word.

"Be careful, don't fall into the ditch. "

He reminded.

Xu Weixiong didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't look back.

Escorted him safely to the mountain, and didn't care about dinner, he went straight to the Zhenwu Hall to find his master to report the situation.

is still the same sentence, although Wudang is lonely and overwhelmed by Longhu Mountain, it is also a first-class faction in the rivers and lakes.

Wudang should not be humiliated.

Such a blatant dispatch of killers to break into Wudang to assassinate the second county lord of Beiliang would be over.

How should Wudang gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future?

read books on Friday and have fun!Charge 100 and get 500 VIP coupons!

to rush immediately(Event Period: April 29 to May 3)