This is a dilapidated and ancient city. It seems to be people's darkest dream about Chang'an City. There are ruins and ruins everywhere.
Wu Qiudao walked on the streets paved with bluestone bricks, his footsteps were deserted and cold, and even the wind blowing by seemed to carry the atmosphere of decay.
"Ouch!"
A monster with a face full of maggots and ulcerated skin that looked like a skeleton rushed toward Wu Qiudao.
Wu Qiudao kicked the monster down, pressed its neck with his toes, and slapped it next to its nose: "No, brother, how long has it been since you brushed your teeth?"
The monster's sharp claws scratched Wu Qiudao's calf desperately, but it made a hard sound like gold and iron hitting each other.
Wu Qiudao took a closer look at the monster's appearance, especially the raised snout that looked like a vicious dog. It looked very familiar.
Seeing that he couldn't scratch himself no matter how hard he scratched him, and couldn't get up, the monster shouted angrily: "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Wu Qiudao suddenly clapped his hands and woke up: "I remembered, you are very similar to those ghouls taught by Bishezhe! No, you are one of them!"
The monster seemed unable to understand human speech, but still struggled desperately, and its unpleasant roar could be heard two streets away.
Many similar ghouls came from nearby, but their lives were easily harvested by the black sword flying in the air.
The heavenly ghosts in the sky were screaming, screaming, and circling, but without the help of spells, they did not dare to fly down and attack this dangerous mortal.
Wu Qiudao's ears perked up and his head ducked to the side to avoid a sword light that suddenly appeared from the void.
The golden sword light hit the stone wall and turned back, then crossed Wu Qiudao's face, but was easily avoided, so he had to fly back to his master's hand with strong reluctance.
Wu Qiudao turned around and looked, and saw a man dressed as a Taoist priest standing at the end of the street. He was wearing a gorgeous blue Taoist robe, a Zhoutian jade crown on his head, and holding a golden sword with shining blue light.
Wu Qiudao laughed: "I asked why the Bishezhe Sect said, 'This sect is on good terms with Lou Guan'. It turns out that Lou Guan Dao, the dignified Wenshi sect, actually raised a group of ghouls as guard dogs in the Zhongnan Cave."
The Taoist priest was tall and straight, with a majestic aura between his brows, and the light of magic flowing around his body. He showed his appearance as a Taoist master. Hearing Wu Qiudao's sarcasm, he frowned slightly: "Pindao Tower Guan Wenshi Pai Jingsheng
Zi Tan Qiao, may I ask who you are?"
Wu Qiudao raised his eyebrows: "I wonder if you are Master Zixiao, the leader of Louguandao?"
Tan Qiao's face was full of pride: "The teacher who taught me is the master star of the contemporary Wenshi sect. The so-called 'Zhenzhen Zixiao' is just an honorific title given by Taoist friends in the spiritual world who respect the power of Zixiao's thunder method."
Wu Qiudao nodded: "So you are the old man's apprentice. It seems that you are also a bad swordsman."
Tan Qiao's face changed: "It's okay for you to have a gun and a stick in your mouth. I don't want to argue with you. It's an insult to my teacher. I'm sorry that I have to take action!"
"Ah?" Wu Qiudao asked in surprise, "So that sneak attack just now was not considered a strike?"
Tan Qiao's expression darkened, but he hesitated and did not draw his sword immediately.
Wu Qiudao saw that Tan Qiao was not taking action, so he did not take action either, and the two of them faced off at both ends of the dilapidated street.
The air was filled with a biting murderous intent.
The black seven-star five-star sword trembled slightly in mid-air, and the golden sword in Tan Qiao's hand also emitted a dazzling golden light. From this point of view, the two were clearly a contest between justice and evil, between Taoism and evil.
Showdown!
Tan Qiao frowned slightly, as if he couldn't bear the sharp sword intent of the opponent, so he took the initiative to take action.
He jumped up with a sword in hand, and the golden sword soared into the sky, turning into a flying rainbow that penetrated the sky, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, piercing the sky and heading towards Wu Qiudao.
Wu Qiudao squinted his eyes and realized something was wrong. The golden sword light kept flashing, appearing and disappearing in the air. Even if he raised his fish eyes and looked closely, he could not catch the location where the sword light appeared.
With a "ding" sound, the Seven-Star and Five-Year Sword suddenly danced. The sharp sword energy was like black smoke, with black light flowing out. It was as fast as lightning, knocking away the golden sword light flickering in the air.
Tan Qiao was not discouraged. He stepped forward with both feet and turned into a black shadow, disappearing from Wu Qiudao's sight. He nimbly avoided the attacks of the Seven Stars and Five Lights Sword, repeatedly striking first and hiding without a trace.
Many ghouls were attracted by the smell of battle and flocked to this dilapidated street.
However, the aftermath of the battle between the two erupted and easily swept away the group of ghouls.
The moment the golden sword light danced, the ghouls were instantly cut into pieces, and the remaining corpses were smeared into powder by the aura of the black flying sword.
The dilapidated Chang'an City witnessed the thunderous collision between the two, but the many ghouls became only bloody footnotes to this horrific battle.
Wu Qiudao kicked away the stump of a ghoul that flew from nowhere, and couldn't help frowning. He raised his sensitive shark ears, and opened his cartilage widely, detecting the subtle vibrations in the air, and was ready to launch.
Stronger attack.
The Seven-Star and Five-Year Sword beside him emits strong dark fluctuations, and is surrounded by black sword light, just like the majesty of the night.
After several "ding ding ding" sounds, Tan Qiao disappeared and reappeared, launching several attacks and killings. However, he failed to escape the warning of the Seven Stars and Five Lights Sword, and was even injured in return. His Taoist robe was cut into several pieces of rags, and fell to the ground.
On the ground.
Wu Qiudao's ear suddenly heard the voice of senior sister He Qiong: "Little junior brother, the reason why he can come and go without a trace should be due to the special situation of Zhongnan Cave Heaven. This night Chang'an falls between the human world and the illusion of Taixu.
gap."
"I guess that when he disappeared, he should have been hiding in the shadow of the real Chang'an City, observing the battle situation and taking action at the right time, so he could avoid your induction."
"I see." Wu Qiudao asked curiously, "But didn't you say that this situation should be random?"
He Qiong said: "I think there must be a secret method in Louguan Taoism, and we can take the initiative to take advantage of this geographical advantage."
Wu Qiudao frowned: "What a shameless person? Doesn't that mean he is the only one who beats me, and I don't beat him?"
He Qiong said: "You can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat. The enemy has nothing to do. It can indeed be called the power of the gods."
Wu Qiudao laughed: "If it is really powerful, I have a way!"
"This...what can be done about this?"
Wu Qiudao smiled: "Things like this have a very fixed fighting style! Even if I don't have 600 billion detonating talismans, as long as he launches an attack, he will inevitably be exposed to my attack range at a certain moment.
within!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Seven-Star and Five-Bright Sword in the air shot up, creating countless sword lights.
"The clouds are heavy and the sky is about to rain, the clanging sword has a sound, and the seven-star inscription shines brightly on the soldiers of the three heavens!"
Wu Qiudao's eyes condensed, his mind moved, and his whole body's energy exploded.
The sword light divided and occupied the high sky. Even the ghosts in the sky fled one after another. The sword light rolled like waves and covered the sky like a huge black waterfall.
Immediately afterwards, the sword light shot down from the sky like a flame, and thousands of black lights intertwined to form a sword net, trapping Tan Qiao in it.
Tan Qiao stood there, not daring to move. He was very sure that if he made any movement, the black sword net formed by the countless sword lights would be pulled by the energy and cut him into pieces. He would not have time to escape to Chang'an.