The majestic sword force on the west mountain dispersed, and the great powers in heaven and earth breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that this person's goal is only Xishan, but he doesn't know the cause and effect.
"The old lion has gone through a calamity of rest before returning to the ranks of the most powerful men. Now, under this sword, his vitality is really severely damaged." Some powerful men in the world knew about the situation in Xishan and couldn't help but sigh.
"Not only that, I took a closer look just now. The sword just now not only cut off eight heads of the old lion, but also cut off 30% of Xishan's luck!"
"really?"
"It's in full view of everyone, how can it be fake? If you don't believe it, see for yourself!"
The great powers of heaven and earth did not believe in evil, and looked at the Western Mountain with their spiritual powers. They saw a majestic golden lion of luck lying in the clouds in the mist. Its nine heads were wide and round, giving it a mighty appearance.
However, if you look carefully, you will find that the eyes of this lucky golden lion have lost their sharpness and majesty, and have become dull. The originally thick mane is also a bit messy, and there are extremely small blood stains on the fur.
"this......"
Many great powers have lost their voices.
This Taoist master's sword is really weirdly tight!
Cutting off luck with one sword is unheard of!
"This old lion is so pitiful!" A sigh came from the void.
Immediately afterwards, a rather evil voice sounded: "Hey, he is pitiful? You said that this Taoist master is so grand and puts on a good show of swords against the west mountain for us to see. What is the ultimate purpose of this?"
Kill the chicken to scare the monkey. Xishan is the chicken, and these powerful people are the monkeys!
"You mean that contract?"
The saints are not brainless people. They were overwhelmed by Mingyu's sword power and didn't think clearly for a while, but after being reminded, they all reacted.
"I wonder if you have noticed that that sword cut off 30% of Xishan's destiny. Logically speaking, Xishan's destiny will decline, and this decline will definitely last for a long time.
But when the old lion signed the contract, the decline was slowed down, and the decline in destiny was also curbed to a certain extent, although the change was very small."
So, the key is, what exactly is this contract? It can actually affect the fate of a huge ethnic group!
The saints are eager to know what this Taoist master wants to do.
Because they vaguely feel that this has a lot to do with them, but no matter how they calculate, they can't figure out the cause and effect. This feeling is very bad and makes all the saints feel uneasy.
"How about we go and ask?"
In the eastern void, someone asked tentatively.
As soon as he finished speaking, he won support.
"I agree, how about asking fellow Taoist friends?"
"I agree, Taoist friend is really a man of great virtue, and we will definitely remember your kindness!"
"Fellow Taoist, go ahead. If anything unexpected happens, your Xiantian cave and all the Taoist disciples will take good care of you. Don't worry!" A burly godman appeared and said loudly.
"Bah! You really don't want to be shy. This fellow Taoist is going to sacrifice his life for us, and you actually care about his Taoist tradition! I, Master Tianbeiyue of Fushan Cave, are ashamed to associate with you."
Then, the black-clothed master who called himself Beiyue Zhenren turned to look at the first Taoist to speak, and spoke angrily: "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, and tell me the location of your innate cave. I, Beiyue Zhenren, will guard it for you."
It’s a good dojo, don’t let Xiaoxiao take advantage of it!”
The Taoist who was the first to make the suggestion looked at him expressionlessly, with a hint of resentment in his tone: "Is there a possibility that I am the real Beiyue?"
The powerful man in black: "..."
All Saints: "..."
The scene was awkward for a while, but fortunately they were all out to mess around. If you were to be very thick-skinned, everyone present was willing to give in.
The powerful man in black coughed and slapped his own heavenly spirit.
"Peng~"
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the headless corpse fell straight down.
Hiss~
Who is this ruthless person?
Master Beiyue didn't expect this guy to be so decisive, and immediately said regretfully: "Hey, fellow Taoist, why are you going through this?"
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and picked up the headless corpse that fell into the void.
boom--
A burst of bright light flashed, the space shook violently, and terrifying energy was vented in all directions, wiping out countless rivers and mountains!
Seeing this, many powerful people silently lowered their raised hands.
"Huh? That one went west!"
Somewhere in the void, a green-robed Taoist suddenly appeared, and his voice attracted everyone's attention.
I saw Mingyu sitting quietly on the sky for a while, then he kept walking and walked westward with his sword in hand!
"Again?"
The two saints on Lingshan were very energetic, because this time Mingyu really stepped into the Western soil!
Really go?!
The great powers from all sides saw the Yin and Yang sword energy piercing the golden clouds above Lingshan, and they all became excited.
"Why!"
Zhunti sighed, the golden light on the Lingshan Mountain shone brightly, the immeasurable Sanskrit sound filled the sky, and a majestic golden body appeared out of the sky. It was huge and the eternal coercion was released, just like the devil of chaos!
The man in white clothes stopped and looked straight at the Dharma image on the top of the mountain. His eyes were surprised. He took the lead and asked: "Why is the saint blocking my way?"
The breath of the stalwart golden body stagnated, and the pressure that had just been released was withdrawn.
"Are you passing by?"
"certainly!"
Mingyu said firmly, turning a corner from the northwest to pass by!
Zhunti fell silent and took back the golden body of the Dharma image angrily.
"Let's get through it!"
"The saint is reasonable, Mingyu thanks you!"
Mingyu bowed his head and walked forward with a long sword in his hand. The mighty sword energy dispersed the golden light that had gathered on the top of the mountain again.
The "reasonable" saint felt his hands were a little itchy, so he urged: "Hurry up!"
"good!"
Mingyu responded, the yin and yang of the heaven and earth suddenly changed, and a sword force gathered again. He released the Great Demon King's Dharma. The demonic energy was everywhere, and the ten directions were confused. Dark clouds were rolling in the Western World. I don't know how many Western believers could not stabilize their Taoist hearts.
Incited the Demonic Examination of the Trial Path.
Mingyu left the scene, and Saint Zhunti's face turned blue.
"Haste makes waste. The road to this Western world is still a long, long way away..."
A murmur floated into Lingshan. I don't know if it was really lamenting the long road ahead, or lamenting the great Western religion.
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He is worthy of cultivating the great road of yin and yang. Who will put aside this yin and yang?
West Pole.
The eyes that the White Tiger God had just closed opened again.
This Taoist master is more cautious than imagined!
"It's difficult!"
The Lord Shen was helpless. After a moment of silence, he came up with a solution that was not a solution.
It didn't take long.
A tall man with a golden sword on his back walked out of the West Pole with steady steps and met the elegant man in white.
"What's the purpose of Taoist Master coming here?"
The Golden Swordsman has a rough jaw line, his deep brown eyes are full of calmness and confidence, and his restrained aura contains terrifying sword intent.
Mingyu looked at the visitor with a bright smile.
"I'll change your teeth!"
The Golden Swordsman staggered at his feet, and his momentum was slightly scattered.
A gust of wind blew in the West Pole, passing through the sky and the earth, bringing with it a bit of chilling and a bit of confusion.
…………
"That matter has nothing to do with me!"
The Golden Swordsman pinched his eyebrows, he really didn't want to fight this fight.
Losing the fight is embarrassing.
Won...
The Golden Swordsman looked at the sky, not daring to think about it again.
Anyway, there is no benefit in winning or losing.
Mingyu took out a piece of silver hair and waved it in front of the golden swordsman with a smile on his face.
"I gave it to the ancestor of Xishan in the early years. I didn't expect that he would protect that evil barrier." The golden swordsman patiently explained.
"I do not believe!"
Mingyu tilted his head and looked away.
The Golden Swordsman became anxious and took a step forward and said, "Really, I don't need to lie to you!"
"Hey, Xishan belongs to your White Tiger clan, so the cause and effect is also on you." Mingyu said calmly.
"Just now in Xishan, you said you would spare his life. Isn't that the cause and effect?" The Golden Swordsman frowned.
Mingyu said: "The ancestor of Xishan said, for your sake, spare Xishan. Doesn't this mean that the cause is yours? So I came to Xiji to see you, and finally put an end to this!"
Just kidding, right?
The golden swordsman's face darkened, and he was a little angry: "Can you be more reasonable?"
Mingyu was surprised: "I've always been reasonable."
The golden sword is polite.
He gritted his teeth: "What do you want?"
"I'll replace a few teeth for you and that's it." Mingyu said.
"Do we really need to fight?"
"No, give me some teeth first!"
The Golden Swordsman was stunned for a moment, "Do you really want teeth?"
Mingyu nodded honestly: "I really want it."
"What are you going to do?" He was curious.
"When we came out, a few kids asked for it, and I agreed!" Mingyu spread his hands.
Is this something you can agree to casually? It’s not your tooth that doesn’t hurt, right?
The Golden Swordsman was angry. He held the golden sword in his hand and snorted coldly.
"How many do you want?"
Mingyu smiled: "No more, no more, just three!"
That's really not much...
The Golden Swordsman decided to settle the matter.
He dug through his sleeves and found three tiger teeth, which were as sharp as daggers.
"Here, I got it in exchange for breaking through the realm before."
This time Mingyu was stunned, "You carry your own teeth with you?"
The Golden Swordsman glanced at him: "Why, I haven't seen it before? The Phoenix Clan can also use its own feathers to refine treasures. Do you have any opinions on how many teeth I should keep?"
"No objection, no objection."
Mingyu happily took it and put it away in a jade box.
Seeing this, the Golden Swordsman also breathed a sigh of relief and planned to leave.
"Wait..." Mingyu stopped him.
"what happened again?"
"These teeth are not domineering enough, I want some bloodshot ones!"
The golden swordsman's face turned green, and he flatly refused.
"No!"
"Then there's no other way, I can only do it by myself!"
Mingyu looked regretful and stepped forward with the Yin Yang Sword.
"You are still being unreasonable. Just now you said you only want teeth!" The Golden Swordsman took a step back and put on a fierce face.
"Yes, I said I wanted the tooth first, but I left before I finished it!" Mingyu asked him to recall.
The Golden Swordsman was silent and spread his hands.
"Just hit me, give me back those three teeth!"
"not return!"
The golden swordsman felt heartbroken, so he held his long sword in front of him.
"Again!"
"not return!"
"Seriously not paying it back?"
The golden swordsman narrowed his eyes.
Mingyu shook his head firmly: "I want it because of my ability, why should I give it back?"
"Then I won't be polite!"
The Golden Swordsman suddenly saluted the sky, "As you can see, I am here to get my teeth back, and there is no other intention!"
His gift doesn't matter, Mingyu doesn't like it:
"What do you mean? You look down on me, right?"
The Golden Swordsman said nothing, his deep eyes were filled with relief and calmness.
That one won't take action anymore.
"bring it on!"
The golden sword vibrates, the wind blows from all directions, he will not show mercy.
“Just what I wanted!”
Ming Yulang laughed loudly.
"In the past, I saw the great way of Lord Meng Zhang in Dongji, and learned the art of Gelong. Now I ask you about the sword. Don't let me down!"
"I also want to see how a rising star like you can compare to us old guys!"
The Golden Swordsman took the lead, cutting the sky with his long sword, and boundless murderous intent surged in. No matter from east to west, or from north to south, the rolling murderous intent was converging towards the West Pole with the instigation of every ray of wind in the world.
The clouds follow the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.
The white tiger god lord kills heaven and earth.
What he thrust out was the knife, what stirred was the wind, what came to Mingyu was boundless killing!
Above Mingyu's head, a green luan covers the sky and flies high in the sky. The tree of life has already settled in the void. He stands unmoved amid thousands of winds and thousands of killings.
A sword was handed out.
"cut!"
The world froze in an instant, the long river flowed backwards, and the Yin Yang sword danced in the hand.
The sword that spans life and death meets the sword that cuts through thousands.
boom--
Swords clashed, life and death collided, and the boundless sword energy and sword light cut the void in all directions into pieces.
The golden swordsman does not move, and the bright jade does not move either.
"Good boy, come again!"
A smile flashed in the golden swordsman's eyes.
Mingyu laughed loudly: "Shenjun, if this is the case, I will pull out your teeth!"
The smile in the golden swordsman's eyes disappeared instantly.
"Then try again!"
The broad sleeves and robes were rolled up, the golden sword was raised again, the strong wind roared, thousands of killing blows moved with the wind, the breath of terror swallowed the sky and the earth, and the Gengjin Yuanqi in the entire West Pole rioted.
Mingyu suppressed her smile, waved her sleeves again, and handed out swords one after another. The yin and yang swords turned into thousands of sword shadows and pierced into the boundless wind.
The sword's will is endless, and it carries the law of death. The yin and yang of life and death seem to form a cycle, constantly eroding the mighty power of the swordsman.
The golden swordsman's brows wrinkled and then relaxed, and he pushed the golden sword out.
The golden sword burst out with radiance as bright as the blazing sun, and the innate killing weapon showed its infinite power at this moment.
"go!"
Mingyu also pushed out the sword in his hand.
The black and white sword light swims on the boundary between life and death, reciprocating the true meaning of reincarnation. The sword is in Yin and Yang, ever-changing.
The overbearing golden sword breaks through the yin and yang, and sees life and death again. After reading all the life and death, it returns to reincarnation. This sword is extremely difficult to control!
The golden swordsman had no choice but to stretch out his hand to recall the long sword.
"Ding!"
A jade bracelet flew out and hit the blade, causing the golden light to dim.
Then, a punch came, piercing through Yin and Yang!
Touch~~
The Golden Swordsman took a hard blow, took half a step back, and finally changed his color.
"you……"
This guy is weird!
"You have to use your fists to pull out teeth!"
Mingyu turned the jade bracelet into the twelve heavenly wheels and hung them behind him, and directly fought against the golden swordsman with his tyrannical body!
He has long understood that this person is not the real one!
So what are you waiting for? Just do it!
"Come again!"
With one punch, the world shook.
The golden swordsman took another step back and became furious.
"Where are you going to greet me?"
The broad palm was smacked, and the tiger and the tiger were in the wind.
"Come again!"
Mingyu grinned and struck out boldly, punching to the flesh.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Why is this boy so tyrannical physically!"
The Golden Swordsman cursed secretly, this was almost as strong as the original body.
After receiving a few hard punches, my arm was sore from the shock.
He felt that what he was receiving was not a fist, but a world!