Jiang Liechen repelled Li Yijie with one palm, raised another internal force, and accelerated upwards. He was about to hold the Aftermoon Sword, and the lower end of his ankle was suddenly held, which made him fall down. Jiang Liechen was furious and waved his palm without even looking. The man avoided it. It turned out to be Nangong Xue, and then he set up the Cangquan Dragon Roar to attack. Jiang Liechen took a few moves and poked her shoulder with one finger. The strength passed through the bone. Seeing that the Aftermoon Sword had been grabbed by Lu Qian, the disciples around him were impatient and pretended again. The sects gathered together to siege Lu Qian.

Lu Qian waved the afterimage sword to fight the enemy. His martial arts foundation was much higher than Cheng Jiaxuan. With the added power of the sword, he swept away the surroundings in a short while. However, this round of cooking came up again, and there was no time to breathe. His pair of eyes, like wolves and tigers, were staring at the afterimage sword. Lu Qian was not a good person, and he immediately used his strength to attack when he got the sword, and had no worries about killing innocent people. Jiang Liechen silently observed the situation, was happy, and said in his heart: "It's so good, use the afterimage sword as bait, and use his hand to cook more decent scum." He was not busy grabbing the sword for a while.

Nangong Xue pressed the wound on her shoulder and staggered back. When Li Yijie saw that Nangong Xue was injured, he became angry and shouted: "I will never make the mistake of the day again! I will not let you escape down the mountain!" The long sword rolled onto his robe sleeves and entangled each other.

Jiang Liechen said, "Is that right?" He felt his long sword follow like a shadow, as if it was stuck to his sleeve. He remembered that this was a trick of "The Entanglement of Words". He sneered, "Ignorant, do you still want to use this trick to deal with me?" He turned his sleeves, and his wide sleeve robe completely rolled his long sword into it, and shook with the momentum. The internal force was passed directly with the sword. Li Yijie felt as if he was hit hard in his chest, let go of his long sword, and bleed blood on his mouth, and he tried to shout, "Brother Lu Qian... give me the afterimage sword quickly!"

The corpses around Lu Qian were no less than those killed by Jiang Liechen before. At this time, he was looking at the sword carefully, rubbing his fingers at the edge of the sword, and sometimes pressing the diamond on the handle lightly. After hearing his shouting, he glanced at him disdainfully and sneered: "I have already obtained the Aftermath Sword. Do you think I still need to listen to the orders of you, the so-called leader?" He raised the Aftermath Sword again, trying to appreciate it again in front of him, but suddenly the wrist was hurt sharply. With a scream of "ah", he saw more than ten steel needles stabbed in his forearm.

It was Cheng Jiaxuan kneeling on the ground and shooting out with a cylinder. This was the hidden weapon tool that Xuanshuang had shown her. She couldn't resist her begging her and made one for her. She kept it with her and did not come in handy until this time.

Lu Qian watched the sword fall and was so anxious that he raised his foot and kicked the afterimage sword so hard that he could fly high into the sky again. Everyone learned their lesson this time and did not dare to jump up and rob, so he just kept a close eye on its whereabouts.

The afterimage sword was spinning around the air and was about to fall, a figure suddenly appeared next to him. He reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, spread his arms, and slowly landed in the shape of a "big roc spreading his wings". Only then did everyone see clearly that it was Taoist Lin Kong, the head of Wudang, and the white hair and beards shone slightly under the sun. Jue Yan and Wudang disciples also arrived one after another.

Li Yijie came forward and said happily: "Master Taoist, why are you here too?" When he first entered the world, he was wronged. Only Taoist Linkong trusted him very much and passed on his set of internal skills. After that, he could achieve twice the result with half the effort. He respected and loved this Taoist priest from the bottom of his heart.

Taoist Linkong said, "Yijie, so... so... so... growing up!" He sighed and said, "I have been intimate with Master Tongchan, the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Today, I am here to visit friends in Japan, but I learned about his death... Cough... cough... cough... I can't miss my worship." As he said, his expression was sad. Li Yijie couldn't help but be moved and advised, "Master Taoist, you are an elderly person. It is important to take care of your body. The thief who killed Master Tongchan will be treated by your nephew."

Taoist Priest Linkong seemed to have not heard it and sighed: "It's all for the sake of losing one's heart. In the final analysis, it's the Seven Evils' treasures... When will this dispute stop..."

Jiang Liechen said coldly: "You two friends who forgot to age are not right at this time, right?" He suddenly jumped forward and attacked. Li Yijie stood in front of him, saw his movements clearly, and shouted anxiously: "Master Linkong, be careful..." He wanted to jump up and resist him. But after being hit by Jiang Liechen just now, he was afraid that he would have hurt his spleen and lungs. He was seriously injured, so he was so soft that he could not jump up. Taoist Linkong quickly turned around and used the afterimage sword to mount his sleeve. Jiang Liechen's backhand passed through the gap at the bottom, and Taoist Linkong's sword was blocking with the momentum.

The two of them dismantled dozens of moves in a row. Jiang Liechen saw that he was using the "Tai Chi Sword" all the way, but his calmness and easing were contrary to the attack of the After Shadow Sword, which was always of great importance to the use of quick attacks and fierce fighting. If the two cannot be integrated and cannot be complemented by each other, they will only end up dragging each other down. Jiang Liechen saw through this point and did not care about it on the surface. He attacked several times in a row, blocking the retreat of Taoist Priest Link.

Taoist Linkong sighed, "I still remember that you had come to enjoy a drink from the old man's birthday wine back then. Although I felt that your identity was not simple, I never thought that you would be a member of the Demon Sect... It shouldn't be, I must not have killed Master Tongchan today... It will only make you sink deeper and deeper in the dark..." Jiang Liechen said, "So you also think that the mistake is me? In fact, before Master Tongchan died, he thought about you and asked you..." Taoist Linkong didn't know it was a trap, so he hurriedly said, "What did he ask me?"

Jiang Liechen said, "He? He said..." Taking advantage of his distraction, he raised his elbow and hit his wrist, held the pulse gate with his hand. He grabbed the afterimage sword and pushed it away. The sword penetrated into the chest of Taoist Linkong and passed through his back. Jiang Liechen quickly pulled out the sword, waved his way to the way, and silver light flashed, and the disciples on both sides fell to the ground one after another, and then fled along the gap that opened. Jue Yan felt something was wrong. When he was busy stopping it, he waved his sleeves and pushed it aside halfway. Before everyone could react, Cheng Jiaxuan also stood up and hurriedly followed.

Jue Yan spitted a few mouthfuls of blood, raised his hand and wiped it against his mouth, and hurried to check on the master. Taoist Priest Linkong rested his head on Li Yijie's knee, and one of them held his hands tightly, one of which was called "Master" and the other called "Tao Master".

Taoist Linkong struggled to find a token carved like a short sword from his arms, and solemnly handed it to Jue Yan's palm, gently pressing the back of his hand to make him hold the token tightly. Jue Yan said, "Master... what do you mean?" Taoist Linkong tried hard to open his eyelids and said, "Listen to me... Listen to me... Jue Yan, Wudang Sect... I will hand it over to you in the future... Be sure to... inherit..." Jue Yan cried so anxiously, saying, "Master, don't say such words, you will be fine! I...I don't want this token!"

Taoist Linkong said, "Obe obedient... I know very well my own body, and the injury cannot be cured. I only... I am worried about Wudang... You refuse to succeed as the leader, so that I can rest in peace after death?" Jue Yan said, "No, no, I don't want to be the leader, I want to go back to Wudang with you! Tell me stories and teach me how to make up knots..."

Taoist Linkong sighed and said, "Leader..." Li Yijie said, "The Taoist Master still calls me 'Yijie'." Taoist Linkong replied, "Yijie, you...you and Jueyan...you are both good children. They are honest and honest, honest and stubborn...but... sometimes they are too stubborn and stick to what they determine. This is an advantage and a disadvantage... I am afraid that you will suffer a lot of losses for this... In the future, you... will take care of each other and support each other..." Jueyan cried and said, "No, no, as long as you come back..."

Taoist Master Linkong said, "I... can't do it anymore...that devil... I'll leave it to you...to cook...no need to show mercy to him..." His voice became lower and lower, and his hands slowly became colder.

The two of them burst into tears. After a while, Li Yijie patted Jueyan on the back and said, "Stop crying, Master Linkong doesn't want to see you so depressed. Since he has his last wish, we must fulfill it for him. Go and chase the devil." Jueyan was still lying on Master Linkong's body and cried. Thinking of the Master's care for him, the elder now has no more, and he feels heart-wrenching pain.
Chapter completed!