There is a large martial arts training ground on the west side, surrounded by many stone locks and stone piers, and swords and spears on the weapon stands, which are the places where Wudang disciples practice martial arts on weekdays.

When both sides came here, Song Tianzhong and Lin Yang came to the scene. One was the head of Wudang and the other was the leader of Phoenix Palace, and both had a strong aura.

The two of them were filled with a bitter aura, which made everyone's faces solemn and they didn't dare to let out.

Qingfu and others were inevitably a little nervous. After all, Lin Yang was going to challenge the martial arts Taishan Beidou, a peak-level strongman, even if he was wearing the Netherworld War Clothes, he might not be able to get it.

As the head of the Wudang Sect, Song Tianzhong looked at the young man opposite with a cold look, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, you still have time to regret it now. As long as you apologize and apologize, this head of the sect can let you go and ask you to take people away, so that others will not say that I bully the small for the big."

Lin Yang smiled proudly, his face full of disdain, and he sneered: "Apology, you think it's beautiful, why are you wrong? You claim to be a famous and upright school and a benchmark in the martial arts world, but you secretly sent people to attack the Phoenix Palace, and dared not do it. Is this what Wudang has always been doing?"

Song Tianzhong's face turned red. Wudang was indeed inappropriate about the last time he sent Taoist Master Yun Chong to attack the other party, and was not open and honest enough. What annoyed him the most was that Taoist Master Yun Chong, as one of the nine masters of Wudang, had a lot of compassion and did not kill him. He eventually gave up halfway and even left disaster, giving Lin Yang the opportunity to provoke Wudang.

Taoist Master Yun Chong was punished for this matter. Now he has been thinking about his mistakes in the Yunya Cave in the Houshan Mountain for a year, and has paid the price for not obeying the commander's orders.

"Being presumptuous, Wudang is a model of a noble family and a decent faction. How can you, the organizer of the evil forces, slander it? Don't talk nonsense, otherwise you will end up miserably."

Song Tianzhong scolded him in anger.

On the other side, Song Yuzhu looked at Lin Yang with hatred, and she felt jealous. In the past, he was the chosen son of God, and he was from a noble family. He was envied by countless young talents. He was also the best male god in the eyes of many women.

When he met Lin Yang, all this changed. Setbacks that had never happened before came one after another. He was repeatedly defeated by the other party. The old love of the woman he loved was unforgettable and he had never had any sincerity with him. Life was too failure.

Song Yuzhu hated her heart and said viciously: "Father, there is no need to talk nonsense about such a bastard. He has to destroy his martial arts to avoid endless troubles."

Song Tianzhong had already known about his son's experience, and he also felt that Lin Yang's actions were too excessive, which made his son defeated one after another. The original dragon and phoenix became a worthless person, and the boy opposite was really hateful.

"Don't worry, if you do evil, you will die of your own destruction!"

In a word, it is a response to my son.

"Then I'll learn about the master Song's master's skills and see the Wudang sword technique."

With a roar, Lin Yang drew his sword out of the sheath and rushed forward, as fast as lightning, the sword light surged with a momentum of breaking through the sky and earth, making people silent.

Many members of the Wudang Sect were shocked, all of whom were shocked, as if they had seen a ghost, and it was hard to believe that such a fierce attack came from a young man in his twenties.

The power of a sword is definitely difficult to exert without decades of skill. So, what kind of strength does Lin Yang have?

Song Tianzhong was also extremely surprised. Obviously, his opponent's ability was beyond his expectations. He was originally planning to thrust him up and wanted to knock him away with one palm. Now it seems absolutely impossible, and he even has to use his weapons.

With a "Canglang", the sword was unsheathed, and the cold light swept out a huge circle, constantly rotating, blocking the opponent's attack.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of explosions came from the air, and each other's figures were shuttled, with sharp edges surging, and terrifying energy fluctuations spread.

A shocking battle began, and the fight was in full swing.

Seeing that Lin Yang was so domineering that he could fight against his father, Song Yuzhu's eyes were filled with red bloodshots, and her fists were clenched in her joints, which made her jealous.

He felt like a mirror in his heart. With the other party's terrifying strength, he would never be able to catch up with him even if he practiced hard for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, my father took action and would destroy Lin Yang and remove this great disaster, otherwise he would never have a chance to make a comeback! More than ten moves passed, and the two of them in the field were in a difficult situation to resolve and became more and more intense.

Song Tianzhong was shocked and felt that it was incredible that he could not easily defeat Lin Yang with his super strong strength of the eighth-level Wuzong.

In desperation, the sword made a buzzing sound, and its tricks became more and more magnificent and continuous, like storm waves, one wave higher than the other, almost covering Lin Yang, with extremely strong attack power.

This is the Qiankun Thunder Sword, which is the secret of Wudang's leader and is extremely powerful. It is usually only passed to the next leader after the previous leader leaves office, and is the treasure of the sect.

In an instant, Lin Yang fell into danger and was forced to retreat continuously by the sword lights all over the sky. In other words, if he hadn't put on the Netherworld War Clothes, his combat power would have increased several times, and he would have been broken into pieces.

This moment is a good opportunity for him to increase his knowledge. After all, in today's world, Song Tianzhong is enough to be called the top master of swordsmanship. Now he uses all his strength to fully display the most profound sword skills, and can kill gods and demons.

Many onlookers felt extremely stressed and even had difficulty breathing, and rushed backwards.

Several large willow trees were planted around the martial arts field. They were originally lush and lush, but now the leaves fell one after another, becoming bare, as if they were ravaged by the cold wind.

In order to severely damage Lin Yang as soon as possible, Song Tianzhong used his extremely lethal trick and shouted wildly: "Lightning and Thundering Heaven and Earth Tribulation!"

The sword was injected with a strong force, and when it was swung rapidly, it heard a sound of thunder, deafening.

"Boom!"

There were countless sword shadows emerging from all directions like lightning, extremely dazzling and silent.

Qingfu and others were dumbfounded and secretly shouted in their hearts that Wudang's head is too strong, and I'm afraid the boss will suffer! The young leader of Wudang, Song Yuzhu, had a look of ecstasy in his eyes and shouted loudly in excitement, "That's great!"

Lin Yang was also secretly frightened, thinking it was too scary. Fortunately, he was not panicked, so he could only try his best to resist. His body shook, and the Netherworld War Clothes under the robe flashed with light, and the majestic energy suddenly burst out.

The Zhengtian Sword spiraled like the wind, and the black sharpness surged out, wrapping his body like a giant dark cloud, completely hiding himself in it. Whether he could escape the disaster was completely left to fate.

"Bang bang bang..." As the lightning and thunder were thunder, countless lightning struck on the black clouds, the sharp edges stormed, and the haze spread, causing the entire martial arts field to fall into the black fog, with extremely poor visibility.

Suddenly, several sword lights appeared and passed by in an instant, as if passing through the meteors in the sky.

"Ah..." A scream came out immediately, and the two figures retreated, and the black fog gradually dissipated. Everyone looked closely and were shocked.

I saw Song Tianzhong's robe breaking and shaking back and forth, barely holding on without falling, and a wound appeared on his body, blood rushing out, which was a terrible sight.

"The leader..." Many members of the Wudang Sect exclaimed, unable to believe their eyes, and felt incredible that the leader was defeated.

"Father!"

Song Yuzhu shouted sadly, anxious and almost fainted on the spot.

Looking at Lin Yang on the other side, he was not hurt at all, but his body trembled, standing there like a sculpture, revealing awe-inspiring evil spirit.

And the Zhengtian Sword with blue light in his hand pointed forward and said gloomyly: "The leader of Wudang is just like this, you lost!"
Chapter completed!