Of course Qing Yazi didn't think he was wrong. He pointed his thumb at his heart and stretched out his neck, spitting: "Nonsense! You obviously want to curry favor with Lin Xiaodong!"
Master Lei Lie shook his head: "How can you be so indifferent to right from wrong?"
Qing Yazi looked away: "Stop talking nonsense, you and the other immortals in Congling will have to answer here today!"
Yu Jianhua pointed at Qingyazi and cursed angrily: "How can you be a traitor?"
Du Heguang smiled ferociously: "Traitor?
My teacher is worthy of your Qingtao Cave!"
Taoist Mu Xu shook his head: "Your two disciples lacked discipline. Not only did you fail to reflect, you also betrayed us. Today, you are no longer my fellow disciples!"
Hua Yuanzi sighed: "Friend Qingya, you have gone astray!"
Qing Yazi pointed at Master Lei Lie and asked ferociously: "Aren't you protecting Lin Xiaodong?
Where is Lin Xiaodong now?
Is he coming?
It’s me who’s working hard for you!”
Taoist Xuanjian comforted Qing Yazi: "Brother, you are wasting your time and soul with this kind of person! I want him to pay back whatever he owes you today!"
Master Lei Lie stroked his beard and shook his head: "If you dare to be an enemy of the immortals in Congling, then don't blame me for breaking up with you!"
Taoist Xuanjian couldn't wait: "You just want to show off your face, so what can you do?
Do it!"
Zhang Yixian, a disciple of Taoist Haiguang, unsheathed his meteor sword, stepped forward three steps, and shouted sternly: "The immortals in the northern part of Yao Di Dao, Zhang Yixian, the first disciple of Taoist Haiguang in Zhuhuai Mountain Jingchan Cave, is here. Who is going to fight me in the first battle?"
Fu Zhiyong, a disciple of Master Hengbao, picked up the Thousand Machine Sword and stepped forward, not to be outdone: "The Immortals of Congling, Fu Zhiyong, a disciple of Master Hengbao in Meiwu Cave, Wuxiang Mountain, come to fight you!"
The two looked at each other, took out their swords, and killed each other in one place.
The immortals in Congling and the immortals in the northern part of Yao Di Dao have been fighting for thousands of years without a winner, so they are naturally evenly matched.
Zhang Yixian and Fu Zhiyong fought for fifteen rounds before each took a step back.
Zhang Yixian sneered and said: "It has been hundreds of years, but you Meiwu Cave has not made any progress!"
Fu Zhiyong swung the Thousand Machine Sword horizontally: "It's more than enough to deal with you!"
Zhang Yixian grinned coldly, shook his meteor sword, and fought with Fu Zhiyong again.
The two of them killed each other again, and Zhang Yixian gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Fu Zhiyong snorted coldly, saw through Zhang Yixian's path, used a move to sneak down and sweep down, took a step forward, and swept the Thousand Machine Sword towards Zhang Yixian's calf.
Zhang Yixian hurriedly took a step back, thrust the Meteor Sword downwards, and blocked the Thousand Machine Sword.
Fu Zhiyong had already prepared a back-up move. He raised his Thousand Machine Sword upwards, followed a wave of green pine trees to greet the guests, and headed straight for the door in front of Zhang Yixian.
Zhang Yixian hurriedly leaned back and crossed the Meteor Sword to parry, but the move was unavoidable hastily. There was a sharp cry and the Meteor Sword was knocked away.
Fu Zhiyong won a hand, and Thousand Machine Sword pointed at Zhang Yixian's throat: "Are you convinced or not?"
Zhang Yixian looked at the Meteor Sword that fell into the distance, smiled crookedly, and took out the turtle clock from his sleeve, a clock the size of a child's head, with a dragon pattern carved on it.
Fu Zhiyong nodded: "Okay, then let me show you the wonderful method of Meiwu Cave!"
He stretched out his hand and revealed a ground-breaking crystal spike, a crystal thorn flashing with seven colors of light.
Zhang Yixian smiled contemptuously, raised the turtle clock high, and released a gray-green light towards Fu Zhiyong.
Fu Zhiyong spread his hands, and the ground-breaking crystal spike flew up on its own, hanging above his head, emitting a seven-color crystal light.
Two rays of light collided together, emitting a bell sound.
Fu Zhiyong's cultivation level was higher than that of Zhang Yixian, and the colored light emitted by the turtle clock was washed away.
Fu Zhiyong smiled and said: "You northern immortals have always been sneaky and fair, and you are no match for our Congling immortals!"
Zhang Yixian gritted his teeth and rang the turtle bell heavily, releasing a gray-green ripple that spread towards Fu Zhiyong.
Seeing this, Fu Zhiyong laughed and said: "What's so difficult about breaking this method?"
He raised his hand and pointed, and the ground-breaking crystal nail made a crisp buzzing sound, scattering the ripples.
Fu Zhiyong asked Zhang Yixian: "What other methods do you have?"
Zhang Yixian raised his heart and hit the turtle bell directly on Fu Zhiyong's head.
Fu Zhiyong stood up on tiptoes and shouted: "Look at me drilling a hole in your clock!"
He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the seven-color light of the ground-breaking crystal nail flashed and flew towards the turtle clock.
Another bell rang, and the two spiritual treasures splashed with light.
The ground-breaking crystal nail was even better. As Fu Zhiyong said, it drilled a hole in the turtle clock.
The turtle clock was broken, the true essence was gone, the treasure light disappeared, and the dust fell.
Seeing that something was not going well, Zhang Yixian jumped up, returned to Taoist Haiguang, and saluted: "Teacher, Master, this junior is no match for that person!"
Taoist Haiguang's face was dull and he said: "The cultivation level of the immortals in Congling has increased a lot."
Taoist Xuanjian asked calmly, "Who will kill more?"
Wang Xingqing, a disciple of Yuanxuanzi, stepped forward and saluted: "Master, I am willing to kill for a while!"
Taoist Xuanjian closed his eyes and nodded. Wang Xingqing stepped forward with a red bamboo sword, cheered up, stood up and shouted: "I am Wang Xingqing, a disciple of Xuanzi's sect far away from Ziyang Cave in Qingbei Mountain. Who is going to fight me?"
Taoist Mu Xu said to his eldest disciple Wei Yulong: "You go."
Wei Yulong accepted the order with his hands raised, walked up to Wang Xingqing, raised the Fengyu Sword and said: "Wei Yulong, a disciple of Taoist Mu Xu in Lanyun Cave in Luning Mountain, come to fight with you!"
Wang Xingqing unsheathed his red bamboo sword and shouted: "You've come just in time!"
Fighting with Wei Yulong.
Wei Yulong used the Wind and Rain Sword to parry, and he and Wang Xingqing killed Shihe in one go before they separated.
Wang Xingqing put the red bamboo sword on his shoulder and said scornfully: "You couldn't beat me thirty years ago, and you won't be able to beat me thirty years later!"
Wei Yulong chuckled: "Thirty years ago, I was just blinded by your glass umbrella, but I won't be able to fight again today!"
Wang Xingqing raised his head with a ferocious smile: "Really?"
He raised the red bamboo sword and killed Wei Yulong again.
The two fought again and again, gradually distinguishing themselves. Wei Yulong was lying on firewood and tasting his courage. Now his swordsmanship was superior to that of Wang Xingqing.
At the twenty-fifth round of the fight, Wei Yulong used a move called Dragon Stirring. The Wind and Rain Sword entangled the Red Bamboo Sword, flicked it hard, and flew far away.
Wang Xingqing dropped his weapon and hurriedly retreated.
Wei Yulong did not pursue him, but put the Wind and Rain Sword behind his back and taunted sideways: "Did you see that?
We have been apart for three days, and today I will be ashamed of myself!"
Wang Xingqing glared and snorted: "A defeated general will always be a defeated general!"
He took off his green glazed umbrella and opened it, releasing a piece of glazed light.
Wei Yulong hurriedly closed his eyes and turned his head, but was not affected by the light.
Wang Xingqing smiled sinisterly and said: "I think you were bitten by a snake once and feared the rope for ten years! Unless you keep fighting me with your eyes closed today, I'll see how you can win!"
Wei Yulong reached to his back, took out something wrapped in linen, and tore the linen apart. It turned out to be an umbrella, called a fixing umbrella.
Wang Xingqing had never seen this thing before and asked with great interest: "What is this?"
Wei Yulong didn't answer, but suddenly opened his fixing umbrella and faced Wang Xingqing.