The two Taoist priests who received the talisman just saw the sword light and realized that this was something they would never be able to do in their entire lives.

When the devils saw the sword light, they were already in different places.

No one saw how many stabs came.

One hundred dollars?

Ten knife?

Or a knife?

Or is it not a single knife?

The state of the visitor is much different from theirs.

What's more, there is the brightest and most righteous spirit of that time.

"Hao...Haoran righteousness." A respected Taoist priest who received the ritual murmured.

His body was still still,

The phantom of the six-wheeled sword sword intent that slowly rotated in front of him had completely dissipated.

Once this knife is released,

Everything was suppressed.

The light of fireflies,

How can we compete with the sun and the moon?

Another Taoist priest who was about to take Taishang away finally saw a white shadow.

Accompanied by the sound of the corpse falling to the ground, the white shadow stopped beside the last demon disciple.

The knife was placed on the devil's neck.

The two Taoist priests were stunned.

Suddenly, they understood why the Supreme Master was fearless.

They also understood how outrageous they were wrong.

This young man who was once ridiculed as an embroidered pillow in Wudang Mountain is so powerful?

This boy who should be arrogant and frigid, and cannot hold back his anger, so that he will be clearly understood by others, use it, disobey it, and be unable to be angry, and learn from it. However, the boy who thinks differently from what they think.

He left.

Return at a critical moment.

He left.

It's just to come this moment.

However, the age of being in his early twenties is just the age of being their nephews, but it can show such mentality, strength and potential.

Then, with such a devastating posture, they could not see clearly, they instantly wiped out almost all the demon disciples in the three realms.

The two Taoist priests could not understand.

Not to mention that this young man was all foolish before, even if the name of genius was circulated before, they still didn't understand.

How could it be...How could it be so in the age of just in his early twenties and when others are still in love and romance?

The two Taoist priests looked at each other. They had seen many geniuses who were sought after, geniuses who gradually became mediocre, geniuses who fell halfway, and geniuses who were always geniuses...

However, they have never seen such a boy.

He has transcended the definition of genius.

But their previous ideas were narrow-minded and they were looking at the sky from a well.

However, they did not feel slapped in the face, but instead felt a sense of joy.

As the saying goes, “Heroes come from troubled times.”

It's not a chaotic world now, nor is it a hero.

But he was born in the early stage of this catastrophe... Is the god in the sword?

He is destined to step on stage and dance in this era of catastrophe?

The two Taoist priests did not relax, one held a sword on the left and the other on the right to protect the Supreme Master on the imperial hand mat.

The Supreme One stood in the wind, and the dark golden robe shed slightly slid between her pale ankles like flames.

In her eyes,

Black world, white knife light...

The knife light settled.

Xia Ji's knife was erected on the neck of the last demon disciple.

It's over here...

If this demon disciple wants to survive, he may take the initiative and honesty to express the information he knows.

but...

The devil was not afraid at all, begged for mercy, shocked, spoke harsh words, and spoke ill of evil words.

Instead, he is smiling, looking, thinking.

Xia Ji asked: "Ghost?"

The devil nodded calmly, and then suddenly his body was like lightning, bursting out at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time he drew his sword and took action.

The sword counterattacks at an amazing speed and awkward angle that is tormenting to the point of view.

but...

Xia Ji took a step forward.

A sword presses on a sword.

It was placed on his neck again.

The devil escort casually drew his sword, pressed his sword against the blade, and used the rebounding power to jump backwards.

He took action again in the air, and was extremely splendid, with sword moves like a horse running in the sky, an antelope hanging on its horns, and there was no trace to be found.

The other two respected Taoist priests who were respected were stunned.

In the actions of this demon disciple, they have seen the shadow of dozens of unique skills of the sects.

This is only what they see, but there are many things they have not seen.

The two of them were just barely qualified to know the "Drunk Life and Dream Death Palace", but they were not able to understand them clearly.

At this moment, when I watched it so directly, I felt a chill in my heart.

But what shocked them even more was that no matter how exquisite swordsmanship, sword energy, and sword intent the demon disciple used, the young man ignored it and broke the traditional Chinese with simplicity.

The knife was always on the neck of the devil.

when!!!!

A crisp sound.

In the middle of lightning,

A flash exploded.

The sword was picked away and shattered in the air again.

No matter how exquisite the power of this demon disciple is, he can never escape the simple sword.

The devil finally fell to the ground and let out a soft sigh.

Xia Ji said: "If you gain something, you will lose something."

The devil was stunned for a moment, smiled and looked at the boy in front of him, and said strangely: "Can you understand what I am thinking?

Then... I'll give you a tip... According to the speed of your carriage, it will take three days to rush to Wudang Mountain.

However, the demon disciples in the surrounding mountains will launch an attack on time in two days.

Please seize the time.”

After saying that, the demon groaned, leaned back, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!