"call…"

As Wan Yunting sheathed his sword, he slowly fell from the air. He exhaled slightly, but found that the surroundings were completely silent. The disciples of the Wudang Sect stared at him in shock, making Wan Yunting feel a little embarrassed.

.

"What a one-sword slaying of the Tianmen!"

The headmaster Zhong Yulong couldn't help but praise him. Suddenly, the disciples such as Xianyun and Xiuqi, Xu Yuxin and Zhiguang came to their senses. They looked directly at Wan Yunting in front of him, still replaying it in their minds.

The whole set of great swordsmanship he just practiced...

In a blur, it seemed that something had been caught, but it seemed as if nothing had been caught. The disciples of the Wudang Sect around them were talking among themselves one by one, exchanging memorized sword techniques...

Even Zuo Qi and Wang Zhengyi, the Wudang sect's seniors, were thinking carefully about the Dao sword skills that Wan Yunting had just practiced, and kept chanting the sword skills he said, although some of them

I have already memorized it, but I have not memorized part of it. The most critical sword formula is difficult to understand, and I have no idea what it means!

As the top level of superior swordsmanship, the Great Dao Sword Technique is even more obscure and difficult to understand. If it were really that easy to understand, no one in the Wudang Sect would be able to inherit the complete Great Dao Sword Technique for hundreds of years.

"How much do you remember?"

Zuo Qi and Wang Zhengyi asked their direct disciples.

But all of them looked confused, as if their brains couldn't keep up with Wan Yunting's practice of Dao swordsmanship just now, and they couldn't remember anything.

Uncle Wang shook his head and sighed: "The great swordsmanship is so easy to understand, there is no need to take advantage of others!"

These words made Zuo Qi, Wang Zhengyi, Zhang Yansong and others look at each other in confusion, understanding what Uncle Wang meant.

Wan Yunting returned the sword to Lan Xin, and came up to Zhong Yulong, clasping his fists and bowing: "Master Zhong, tonight I will write down the sword formula of the Great Dao Sword Technique, and I will hand it to you personally when I leave tomorrow."

"good."

Zhong Yulong smiled and nodded, and immediately shouted to the disciples around him: "Okay, it's getting late, let's disperse."

"yes……"

Many disciples around them bowed and left, but they couldn't help but talk about Wan Yunting's display of great swordsmanship just now...

"Master, we will take you back..."

Xianyun and Xu Yuxin sent Zhong Yulong back one after another. When he saw Zi Qing still standing there, Zhong Yulong shouted: "Ziqing, come here too. I have something to tell you."

After coming back to her senses, Zi Qing nodded, but couldn't help but look back at Wan Yunting next to her, raised her feet and left at the pace of her master and senior brother...

"Xiao Wan, let's go back too."

Ouyang Shenhe said hello to Kong Liancheng and was about to call Wan Yunting back, but he looked at Tan Zhiyuan in the distance. He, his junior sister Yao Xin and his junior brother Xiao Chuanzi were preparing to send their master Zhang Yansong back.

"Grandpa, please go back first, I have something to do."

Wan Yunting asked Duan Yingying to send Ouyang Shenhe back, and he directly chased Tan Zhiyuan and the others...

This made Ouyang Shenhe raise his eyebrows, wondering what he was going to do...

"Daozhang Zhang, please stay!"

Wan Yunting, who was catching up, called out to Zhang Yansong and Tan Zhiyuan, their masters and disciples, and they all turned back to look at Wan Yunting. Zhang Yansong smiled and said, "Is something wrong, Lord Wan?"

Wan Yunting glanced at Tan Zhiyuan and said with a smile: "Daozhang Zhang, I haven't paid you yet for helping us with the fragrant pills."

After all, Zhang Yansong refines medicine every day just to earn some incense money for the sect. Nothing is free in this world. He smiled and said: "Master Wan Guan, your grandfather has paid for it a long time ago."

"That's it, that's good."

Wan Yunting smiled and nodded. In fact, he already knew that his grandfather Ouyang Shenhe had given it to him. He immediately smiled at Tan Zhiyuan and said: "By the way, Taoist Tan, I have something to talk to you about. Can you...?"

Tan Zhiyuan's expression was startled, but he felt a little nervous in his heart. Facing Wan Yunting's amiable smile, Zhang Yansong and Yao Xin beside him also looked at the two of them strangely.

After reacting, Tan Zhiyuan nodded and smiled: "Of course."

Wan Yunting nodded, smiled at Zhang Yansong and said, "Taoist Zhang, please go to bed early. Taoist Tan, please let us..."

Tan Zhiyuan nodded and asked his junior sister and junior brother to send the master back first, while he and Wan Yunting walked towards the other side...

This made Zhang Yansong, Yao Xin and others confused. They didn't know what Wan Yunting was talking to Tan Zhiyuan about!

It didn't snow tonight, so it wasn't that cold. However, when we arrived at a viewing platform on the mountain behind the main peak, it was still very cold in the night wind. There was no one else around. Wan Yunting walked up and Tan

Zhiyuan followed behind, feeling uneasy...

"Phew, it's still quite cold."

Wan Yunting, who came up, tightened his clothes, turned to look at Tan Zhiyuan, who was following him with a somewhat unnatural expression, and said with a smile: "Taoist Master Tan, are you cold?"

Tan Zhiyuan didn't know why Wan Yunting suddenly came to look for him, but he had already vaguely guessed it in his heart. He smiled unnaturally and shook his head slightly: "Fortunately, Master Wan Yunting didn't wear enough clothes, so he didn't catch a cold."

Wan Yunting smiled and waved his hands and said: "People who practice martial arts will not get minor illnesses."

Tan Zhiyuan nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, Lord Wan Guan is a martial arts prodigy, and someone with average talent like me can only learn medicine refining skills from my master."

Wan Yunting turned his face, looked at him with half-closed eyes, and said with a smile: "Taoist Master Tan, you are being humble. This medicine refining skill is very popular in today's society. If you inherit Taoist Zhang's medicine refining skills, you will be a medicine refining expert in the future."

Master, you are respected wherever you go."

Tan Zhiyuan cupped his fists and said, "Then I would like to thank Master Wan Guan for his kind words."

"hehe."

But Wan Yunting smiled and focused his eyes on the hazy night mountain scenery in front of him. It was covered with snow and it was hazy tonight. He could clearly see the mountain scenery in the distance. It was a very pleasant scene. He said: "It's a pity.

Taoist Tan chose another path!"

As soon as these words came out, Tan Zhiyuan's heart trembled, and his face immediately darkened, but he still suppressed his inner emotions, pretending to be puzzled and smiled: "Master Wan Guan, I don't know what you are talking about.

mean?"

Wan Yunting turned his head, looked at him with squinted eyes, and said with a smile: "Why is Taoist Tan pretending to be confused?

Do you still want me to speak more straightforwardly?"

At this time, Tan Zhiyuan's expression changed completely, and he was overwhelmed with emotion. Knowing that Lin Yidao went to Jianya to kill him in the afternoon, he might have shaken himself out, otherwise Wan Yunting would never have said this, but Tan Zhiyuan shook his head and pretended not to understand: "

Master Wan Guan, I really don’t understand what you are talking about. If there is nothing else, I will tell you first and you should go back early..."

Tan Zhiyuan, who felt guilty, turned around and was about to go down after saying that. He had already broken his defense, and Wan Yunting's tone suddenly became sharp: "Taoist Tan, as long as you reveal the person behind it, I, Wan Yunting, will never embarrass you, let alone expose this person."

Tell your master, Master Zhong and the others something."

"But if you are stubborn, don't blame me!"

These words made Tan Zhiyuan pause his steps, and his whole body trembled as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He immediately turned his head and stared directly at Wan Yunting, saying angrily: "What do you want to dare?"

Wan Yunting's eyes were cold, piercing Tan Zhiyuan's heart like two sword rays, making him unable to help but panic and fear. If Wan Yunting really informed his master and the leader of this matter, what would happen to him?

It will definitely be very miserable.

Wan Yunting said coldly with a sharp tone: "Taoist Master Tan, I am giving you a chance now, so you have to think carefully!"

Tan Zhiyuan's face turned pale. Faced with Wan Yunting's sharp sword-like eyes, he felt panic and fear in his heart. Knowing that Wan Yunting must be the one who could do what he said, he lowered his head, clenched his fists, and began to balance the matter.

Something happened.

Lin Yidao failed to assassinate Wan Yunting. When Ouyang Liqun learned about this, Tan Zhiyuan could tell from the phone call that the other party was very angry. He probably could not get the previous promises from Ouyang Liqun.

At this moment, if Wan Yunting really told his master and leader about this matter, Tan Zhiyuan knew that with the style of the Wudang Sect, he would definitely be expelled from the school and sent to the police station down the mountain!

Wan Yunting looked at him and knew that Tan Zhiyuan was struggling in his heart, so he was not in a hurry to force him. He knew what the consequences of this matter would be for him.

After a long time, Tan Zhiyuan raised his head, looked at Wan Yunting sadly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Master Wan Guan, if I say so, can you really let me go?"

"certainly."

Seeing that he had finally made up his mind, Wan Yunting felt relieved and said with a smile: "Taoist Master Tan, we don't have any deep hatred to begin with. I know why you did this, but if you tell me who the person behind it is, I will

Extra benefits for you!”

Feeling relieved, Tan Zhiyuan sighed and said, "All I need is that you don't tell my master about this matter. If he knew about it, he would definitely kill me with his temper."

Wan Yunting nodded, looked at him with half-squinted eyes, and asked: "So, who ordered you to do this?"

Tan Zhiyuan raised his head and looked at him, gritted his teeth and said, "It's you guys..."

Bang!

As a result, Tan Zhiyuan's entire face exploded in the next second, and blood mixed with brain matter splattered all over Wan Yunting's chest and clothes, making others stunned on the spot, until Tan Zhiyuan's head-shot body fell backwards and rolled down the narrow street.

On the steps, Wan Yunting's eyes flashed with green light. He could clearly see a bullet flying towards him in the hazy night ahead...

Whoosh...! The bullet flew past Wan Yunting's left ear, but he dodged it by tilting his head. His cold eyes were fixed on a mountainside called Chunmu Peak next to the main peak in front of him, where a vague figure was hugging him.

Holding a sniper rifle on the wooden guardrail of the cliff...
Chapter completed!