Wuchen Lao Dao didn't show too much surprise. It was obvious that he had roughly guessed the purpose of Li Peicheng's trip.
In the battle on the Qiantang River on August 15th, Mr. Wuchen thought that he would definitely win with his cultivation at the Nascent Soul stage. But now someone came to the door, and judging from the situation, the situation was very unfavorable to him. This time
The two completely opposite gaps made him feel indescribable bitterness in his heart.
Old Wuchen nodded slowly and said: "That's fine, all the fellow Taoists are here today, so you and I will make an end of it."
Li Peicheng looked stern and said: "In the past, I told Zhu Ling and asked him to send a message to you. It was your disciple Han Zirong who bullied me first and killed my people, so I killed him. It's retaliation.
Revenge. If you insist on seeking revenge, you and I will have a showdown on the Qiantang River on the full moon night of the Mid-Autumn Festival next year. If you lose, don't mention the matter of seeking revenge again. If I lose, I will be responsible for the matter.
Huashan Sect, after I cut off my arm, I will personally kneel down and kowtow to you to apologize. Today, I still want to say this in front of all the fellow Taoists, and I also ask all the fellow Taoists to bear witness!"
After speaking, Li Peicheng hugged everyone.
Seeing Li Peicheng bring up old things again, Wu Chen's heart became more and more bitter. If he knew that Li Peicheng was so powerful, how could he offend him for a mere incompetent disciple? But now that it is difficult to get off the tiger, we still have to fight.
In front of the Soxian Taoist Temple is a large square, which was originally a place for sword fighting for the disciples of the Huashan Sect, so there was no need to look elsewhere. Mr. Wuchen said hello to Li Peicheng, and then stared at him with shining eyes.
Li Peicheng, a three-foot blue light sword was suspended one meter away in front of him with cold light, and the sharp blade was pointed directly at Li Peicheng.
Li Peicheng also said his request, but his expression was completely opposite to that of Wuchen. He stood casually and looked at Wuchen indifferently. His calm and leisurely demeanor gave people the illusion that he was not here at all.
Duel. But because he stood so casually, he gave people the feeling of being one with the world. Especially the Wuchen old man who was directly facing Li Peicheng, there was a feeling of being unable to start and breathless, even though Li Peicheng had empty hands.
Cold sweat gradually seeped out from Old Wuchen's forehead, and his palms were also a little sweaty, but his azure light sword was suspended in front of him and he did not dare to move forward even an inch.
The entire audience held their breath, and the whole world could only hear the sound of the breeze blowing in the willows, and there was no other sound.
A Nascent Soul stage master dared not even move when facing an opponent with empty hands and standing casually on the sky and the earth. As long as there was no problem with his eyesight, they all knew that this battle had already been lost by Wu Chen.
Li Peicheng frowned slightly, seeming a little impatient.
Sure enough, he said: "Since you are so polite, then I will take action."
As he spoke, the Heaven-Suppressing Seal rushed out from the top and turned into a black mountain, smashing down on Old Wuchen's head.
Wuchen old man had been waiting attentively for a long time. When he saw this, he made a magic formula. The sword transformed into countless sword shadows and went towards the Zhentian Seal.
There were layers of sword shadows, and the sword light was radiating in all directions. The entire space seemed to be shattered by the sword light. The sound and power were very scary. On the other hand, Li Peicheng's Heaven-Suppressing Seal, although huge, was simple and unpretentious.
When everyone saw this, they felt cold on their backs. They thought that Taoist Master Wuchen was worthy of being a master at the Nascent Soul Stage. A casual sword could be so powerful. If this sword were to attack them, they would never be able to escape.
For a while, everyone thought that Mr. Wuchen would definitely lose, but now they had some misconceptions, thinking that Li Peicheng might be in trouble.
Among the crowd, only Sun Kui looked calm. It was said that his master was able to advance to the Nascent Soul stage, but it was because of Uncle Li in front of him. Would a person who could help people achieve the Nascent Soul stage lose to a monk who was in the early Nascent Soul stage?
Obviously this is impossible.
However, Taoist priest Yu Wanxin and Heping Yun, who were standing side by side with Sun Kui, didn't think so. They all stared at the sword and Tianzhen Seal nervously, and the backs of their palms were covered with sweat.
When Li Peicheng saw Wuchen old man take the attack, he was quite moved by his swordsmanship, but to say that he could fight against his Heaven-Suppressing Seal was simply a fantasy. A monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul would be able to defeat him without any accident.
A monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and now nine monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, attacked him alone, Old Wuchen. If he was not killed and maimed immediately, it must be because of Li Peicheng's mercy.
Li Peicheng laughed, and the Heaven-Suppressing Seal suddenly hit the sword shadows all over the sky.
The mighty and frightening sword shadows all over the sky were like the moon in the water in front of the Sky-Suppressing Seal. As soon as the Sky-Suppressing Seal fell, it shattered, leaving only a dull green light sword falling to the ground.
, and the old man Wuchen's mind felt as if he had been hit hard by a giant hammer at the same time, his blood was boiling, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but surged up into his throat and spewed out.
The whole world fell silent, and even the wind stopped blowing the willows. Everyone felt like a huge stone was pressing on their hearts, and they couldn't breathe. They looked at Li Peicheng with fear. It was like Li Peicheng came from the underworld.
The devil.
With one move, just one move, the old man Wuchen, who was hailed as the number one in the Thirty-Six Little Cave Heavens, was defeated without any suspense.
No one had any idea of what kind of powerful person this was, because they had never seen such a powerful person before.
Perhaps only the leaders of the five major sects and the Kunlun Sect can fight with him! Some big names that they had never dared to think about before flashed in their minds.
"I lost, thank you Taoist Master for showing mercy!" Mr. Wuchen bowed to Li Peicheng with a pale face.
Although there was unconcealable loneliness in Wuchen's expression, his tone was very sincere. He was not a fool. Li Peicheng was so powerful. To destroy the Huashan Sect would be like squeezing an ant to death. He was willing to do so.
Fighting with him to resolve the grudges actually showed a compassionate heart.
Although the old man was a little overprotective, he was a smart man, Li Peicheng said secretly, and the hostility towards the Huashan Sect in his heart was reduced a lot.
"From now on, the grudges between you and me will be wiped out!" Li Peicheng said calmly. After saying this, he hugged everyone, then waved to Yu Wanxin and the other three who were still standing behind him, "Let's go."
After leaving the Huashan Sect's Immortal Cave, Sun Kui said goodbye to Li Peicheng and returned to the Huolin Mountain Cave. Master Pingyun and his apprentice followed Li Peicheng cautiously. Yu Wanxin, who was originally older than Li Peicheng and was short of Li Peicheng along the way, looked at Li Peicheng.
His eyes were timid, as if the relationship between the two had suddenly become extremely unfamiliar.
Li Peicheng saw that the little Taoist nun now looked at him like a mouse looks at a cat, and he was secretly amused. He smiled and said to Yu Wanxin who was following behind him lightly: "Am I a tiger that can eat people?"
"No, no, you were just too scary!" Yu Wanxin still couldn't restrain her inner fear of Li Peicheng.
Taoist Priest Pingyun panicked when he heard this. The old man really regretted that he didn't teach this young apprentice how to deal with people. How could he say that he was scary in front of others? Moreover, he was a leader comparable to the five major sects.
He is a talented person, if the old man gets angry, both of us will be reduced to ashes immediately.
Besides, is that scary? That is invincible. This little girl, little girl! You are going to ruin this huge opportunity!
"Why did Wanxin talk to senior!" Taoist Master Pingyun cried bitterly in his heart, but his face sank and he immediately scolded him.
Li Peicheng's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at Taoist Pingyun seemingly casually, but with just that glance, Taoist Pingyun's hair stood on end.
"Taoist Master, I am not Wanxin's senior, I am her eldest brother." Li Peicheng corrected.
Although Li Peicheng's words contained dissatisfaction with Pingyun for reprimanding his sister for no reason, Taoist Pingyun felt as comfortable as drinking ice water on a June day.
What an opportunity, what a great opportunity!
"That's it, that's it. Wanxin has a senior as her brother. This is a great blessing she gained in her previous life!" Taoist Master Pingyun said hurriedly.
Yu Wanxin felt uncomfortable when she heard Taoist Master Pingyun call Li Peicheng senior. She called the terrifying man in front of her her elder brother, but the master called him senior. This was awkward to anyone who heard it. Li Peicheng listened
It was awkward. Although he had no intention of calling Master Pingyun his senior because of Yu Wanxin, after all, he was now the head of Gemen, so he still needed to rely on his identity, lest the people of Gemen would look down upon Pingyun in the future.
But he didn't want to be shouted at by a master who was about two hundred years old and who was also his sister.
However, Taoist Pingyun didn't feel awkward at all. If you think about an expert who is comparable to the heads of the five major sects, he must be thousands of years old. Pingyun doesn't care about calling him senior, but it's hard to call him Xiao Li.
? Yu Wanxin is blessed to be called Big Brother, but Taoist Master Pingyun is not so beautiful that he thinks he is blessed or qualified to be called Taoist Brother. Besides, Ningqi like Pingyun lives at the lowest level in the world of cultivation.
It is a great honor for a monk in the early stage to have the opportunity to call an expert like Li Peicheng a senior! It's a pity that he doesn't know that Li Peicheng is just a young man who is running for three years.