Wu Tao now had the power to win the battle and cross the sky. Just when he was about to say something...

I heard a burst of noise outside, and within a moment, thousands of demon sect members dressed in black arrived here.

It turned out that the leader of the Demon Sect, Ghost Maniac, and the ten master-level elders blocked the foot of the Shaolin Temple.

The powerful momentum and terrifying aura shocked more than ten thousand people and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Seeing how timid these Jianghu people were, Netherworld curled his lips in disdain, and then burst out laughing, causing the entire Songshan Shaolin Temple to tremble slightly.

The Nether Maniac's smile really revealed his great master's internal strength and his tyrannical energy and blood.

As soon as he saw Nether Mania, many more memories appeared in Wu Tao's mind.

Next, with some difficulty, he uttered four words from his mouth: "The Demon God Sect."

But these four words seemed to have magic power. After Wu Tao said these four words, the scene fell silent for an instant.

The major sects, led by Qingyun Temple and Shaolin Temple, were not furious, nor did they immediately draw their swords at each other. Some of them were just silent!

When the other disciples saw their leader being so silent, they no longer dared to make any noise. They just looked at their leader in confusion.

In fact, it is not surprising that the heads of various sects have such an attitude.

The Heavenly Demon God Sect is a name that all sects are deliberately downplaying, although decades ago, the top experts of each sect, under the leadership of Qingyunzi, fought back the Nether Maniac and the Heavenly Demon God Sect.

But decades have passed, and they deliberately downplayed it, so many people in the world don't know this name.

After glancing at the crowd, Nether Maniac said: "Those who don't matter can leave, but people from Shaolin Temple and Qingyun Temple cannot leave."

When Nether Maniac said this, he deliberately used his inner strength to amplify his voice. In addition, he was now the focus of the scene. Who wouldn't pay attention to his every move...

Therefore, when Nether Maniac spoke, everyone listened with full ears.

The ten grandmaster-level elders behind You Minghuo heard this, bowed and said, "The Lord has given an order to open a path!"

When Wu Tao saw this, he frowned at first, then relaxed his brows, pointed at Nether Mania, and actually burst out laughing.

"Netherworld Maniac, you are much smarter than you were a few decades ago. This is all your plan..."

"Use a copy of Moko's magical power to make our Qingyun Temple and Shaolin Temple fight each other, and then you, the Demon God Sect, will take advantage of you!"

"I really regret that my mistake caused me to let the tiger go back to the mountain, which led to today's siege!!!"

At this time, it was extremely quiet at the foot of the mountain, but Wu Tao's smile was particularly eye-catching.

On the other hand, Du Kong chanted Amitabha's voice for quite a while.

Although there are many flaws in Nether Mania's plan, the wonderful thing is that it is a conspiracy.

Taking advantage of the conflicts that had accumulated for many years between Shaolin Temple and Qingyun Temple, and the already grudge between each other, they added a fire in the middle, and finally Shaolin Temple and Qingyun Temple started fighting.

Not long after, these thousands of followers of the Heavenly Demon God Sect gave way to a path.

These more than 10,000 Jianghu people, including the Tianshan sect, the Emei sect and other large sects, saw that the situation was not good, so they ignored their friendship and loyalty, rubbed oil on their soles, and fled.

Dukong clasped his hands together and let out a long sigh without any resentment. As the saying goes, "Husband and wife are birds in the same forest. It's too difficult for them to fly separately." This is true for a husband and wife, let alone superficial companions.

Wu Tao, who knew he had fallen into the trap, felt unusually calm and didn't care about the departure of others.

After he looked back at his injured and exhausted disciples, he loudly said to Nether Maniac: "We haven't seen each other for many years, boy, do you dare to fight me one on one..."

Hearing this, You Minghao looked up to the sky and laughed. After a while, he said: "Old man Qingyunzi, you think too highly of my character."

Already?」

"I have thousands of men and ten master-level elders here. Why should I fight with you, an old guy who could end up in a coffin at any time..."

"But if you are willing to kneel down and beg me, I can consider sparing your disciples and grandchildren..."

"After all, the sea is not too big for a stream, and Mount Tai is not too small for fine soil. Even though these disciples of yours can't accomplish anything big..."

"But after joining the sect, I served tea, poured water, ran errands, waved flags and cheered, and helped my reputation, but I was still so-so. Is it okay?"

"Ah, hahahaha...ah, hahahaha..."

Nether Maniac's words were as if he was condescending and giving alms to a group of beggars. When the ten elders around him heard this, they all burst into laughter.

Shaolin Temple and Qingyun Temple are the leaders of Taoism and Buddhism, and none of their younger generations are looking towards the sky.

After hearing these insults, all of them looked angry. They wanted to draw their swords immediately and cut the speaker into several pieces in order to relieve their hatred.

Wu Tao, who learned that they could not reach an agreement, let out a sigh and moved forward instead of retreating. The Zhenwu sword in his hand quickly stabbed towards Netherworld.

Wu Tao's sword speed is as fast as lightning. If he really hits, one sword can pierce the heart of Netherworld Maniac.

Netherworld Kuang suddenly shrank back, and with a slight tap, he landed as light as a swallow some feet behind. He said with a smile: "Old guy, you haven't learned anything else in so many years, but you have learned how to sneak attack."

"After all, you are also the number one Taoist, the Taishan Beidou in the world, why do you specialize in such a shameful thing?"

"Stop blabbering, let the devil die."

Wu Tao took a deep breath and concentrated his inner strength. The dense green mist reappeared on the Zhenwu sword, and the sound of the sword's roar could be heard endlessly.

Seeing that Wu Tao still possesses such internal strength after just going through a big battle, Youming Kuang said "Huh" in his mouth. He was shocked, and punched Wu Tao with his backhand, knocking Wu Tao away.

Wu Tao unleashed a variety of exquisite sword skills, and his footwork was extremely fast. However, due to his lack of internal strength and advanced age, not only was he not injured by Nether Madness, but he was beaten repeatedly by Nether Madness's pair of iron fists.

In danger.

The ghost maniac laughed and said, "What's wrong, old guy? Isn't it going to work anymore? When you get older, do you have to accept your old age?"

After saying that, he punched out again. Wu Tao immediately felt his breath suffocated. He couldn't help but take a step back, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

After Wu Tao suffered a big loss, he did not dare to take the lead, dodged left and right, and fought with Netherworld Madman for dozens of moves, but he did not suffer any injuries.

After being attacked for a long time by Netherworld Kuang, feeling ashamed and angry, he took a long breath and struck out with a pair of iron fists again. This time it was just ordinary, far less powerful than the dozens of previous moves.

However, Wu Tao's face became more solemn.

Because, a powerful internal force traveled in all directions, suppressing Wu Tao and making him unable to move, and he was extremely frightened.

With his level as a great master, how could he not know that Nether Madness uses his strong internal power to disperse in the air, forming an invisible wall of air to cover himself.

With Grandmaster level internal strength and a still-aging body, the power is absolutely destructive when used with all one's strength.

Wu Tao raised his heart and raised his inner strength to its peak. On the Zhenwu sword, the sword energy came out vertically and horizontally. He knew that he was difficult to defeat, but he still wanted to make a desperate blow.

Nether Mania suddenly punched out, sweeping towards Wu Tao like an overwhelming force.

The force of that punch was so strong that it was like the sky and the earth falling apart, the rivers and seas turning upside down, countless stone slabs shattered inch by inch, and scattered in all directions under the agitation of the internal force.

Suddenly, Wu Tao felt that there was a steady stream of extreme Yang internal energy in his body.

It turned out that Du Kong came to help at the critical moment and transferred his inner power to Wu Tao.

The body moves, the sword moves, and with the blessing of the strongest internal power, Wu Tao is like a sword fairy, amazing!

The Zhenwu sword moves, and thousands of swords bow their heads.

The sword energy is like a dragon, with its head protruding out, its claws and fangs exposed, and the dragon scales on its body clearly visible.

See, the sword light flashing all over the body, as if a real dragon was born.

"Qiang!"

A harsh sound came out loudly.

What kind of collision can make this sound?

Everyone took a closer look and saw that the tip of the Zhenwu Sword was firmly pressed against the pair of iron fists of Nether Mania, not taking a step back. The sound was coming from the Zhenwu Sword.

I couldn't believe it, when the fists and swords collided, they would make the sound of gold and iron intertwining.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

At this time, several loud noises were heard again.

Under everyone's horrified gaze, the Zhenwu Sword began to shatter inch by inch, and then Nether Mania vomited blood and retreated dozens of steps.

"Who won? Who lost?" This thought came to everyone's mind.

Logically speaking, since the Zhenwu sword in Wu Tao's hand was broken, he should have been defeated.

However, Nether Mania also vomited a mouthful of blood and suffered serious internal injuries. It is hard to say who will win and who will lose in this shocking battle.

At this moment, no one except themselves knows what the thoughts are in everyone's mind, not even God knows.

Of course, Wu Tao didn't bother to pay attention to what these people thought.

Wu Tao stood there, not as lonely as everyone imagined. He just lowered his head and silently looked at the hilt of the sword in his hand, feeling helpless and reluctant.

"What are you waiting for? Kill these two old guys!"

Netherworld's mad tongue exploded with spring thunder, and a roar came out, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, making the ten master-level demon elders behind him tremble.

Seeing this, Wu Tao took another sword from the hands of his disciples and grandsons beside him, strode towards these ten master-level demon elders, and shouted loudly: "Come come if you don't want to die, I still dislike me.

There are few undead under the sword."
Chapter completed!