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Chapter 219 Let’s snatch it away

"Master is out of seclusion!"

The young man in green Taoist robes and "Senior Brother Wan" in white robes all showed joy on their faces.

"You two, no matter what your background is, please come back temporarily,"

The young man in the green Taoist robe said seriously to Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng: "When my master left seclusion, he must have made a breakthrough in his cultivation and achieved the supreme level of his sect. His Taoism is profound and unparalleled. If you two stay here any longer, I'm afraid

It didn’t end well.”

If Zhang Sanfeng was the only one here, he would probably retreat. It would be inconvenient for the master and he would not bother him too much.

But there was a lunatic next to him whose eyes lit up.

"Oh, is that right? I, the Turtle Immortal, would like to stretch and measure how much the Qingyun Sect leader weighs." Yang Gui said, and the precious light of the turtle shell under his feet shone brightly.

"Sigh." Zhang Sanfeng sighed helplessly, "That's alright. It's not easy for others either. The leader of the righteous way wants you to be beaten as hard as a gourd, leaving no light on your face."

In his heart, he also mourned for the head of the Qingyun Sect. When did you say you were not good enough to show off, you had to be in front of this person?

"Hey, what do you know? Don't you have a crush on this mountain?"

Yang Gui said with an arrogant look: "When the time comes, we will hand over the head of Qingyun to Shasha and steal his Qingyun Mountain as a sect. All his disciples will switch to our sect, and our sect will save all the early accumulation."

"presumptuous!"

A powerful roar rang out, and a square-faced middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes rose into the sky from the back mountain and quickly came to a few people. Judging from the swaying Taoist robes on his body, it was obviously a magic weapon that had been refined.

The man angrily shouted: "Who dares to try to seize my Qingyun Sect's foundation?"

"Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

The five young people all saluted in mid-air.

"How are you guys? You're not hurt, are you?" Head Qingyun glanced at the disciples and nodded, "It's fine that you're not hurt."

The young man in green robe asked excitedly: "Master, you are leaving seclusion at this time, but...but..."

"Hahaha, yes, my master has passed the last hurdle and reached the legendary realm of 'Taiqing' that only Patriarch Qingye has reached!" Head Qingyun stroked his beard and laughed, "In the future, we Qingyun

In the history of China, I should also be remembered as Tian Chengzi."

Tian Chengzi has been in seclusion for fifteen years, and finally, with the help of the "Huanyue Cave", the powerhouse of Qingyun Sect, he reluctantly stepped into the realm of "Tai Qing". He knew that his potential had been exhausted, and this was the end of his life, but Tian Chengzi did not

Don't care.

After all, for many generations since Patriarch Qingye, Qingyun Sect has not produced a strong person in the "Tai Qing" realm. Looking at the entire history of Qingyun Sect, he, Tian Chengzi, ranks high.

"You two, since you like me, Qingyun Mountain, so much, why not stay here today!"

Tian Chengzi shouted and raised his hand to draw a Tai Chi diagram. In an instant, a clear light burst out in the air, and the dark blue Tai Chi diagram was about to attack Yang Gui.

"Master, wait a minute!" Senior Brother Wan shouted quickly, "This may be a misunderstanding."

"Huh? Jianyi, what do you mean?" Tian Chengzi turned back to look at his proud disciple.

"These two seniors are also accomplished practitioners. They probably came here today to pay a visit to our Qingyun. The disciples on duty couldn't keep up with their speed and thought it was a foreign enemy. The two seniors even sent three junior disciples a breath each.

, my disciples have investigated it and found that it is the pure Qi of Xuanmen."

This young man in white robe is one of the most outstanding twins of Qingyun Sect in the contemporary era, the second disciple of Tongtian Peak, Wan Jianyi.

"Ah..." Tian Chengzi's square face was filled with embarrassment, "It turns out it's two Taoist brothers, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, please, please come to the inner door to serve tea."

"Hey, Master Tiancheng, it's not a misunderstanding. Our brothers want to establish a sect. We have come all the way from the wilderness, but we have never encountered a suitable mountain. As for you, Qingyun Mountain, you can see it thousands of miles away. Spiritual Qi

Soaring to the sky."

Yang Gui is not someone who can go down when given steps. He never needs steps. He is crazy and only plays jumping machines. "It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day. I didn't say it. You give us Qingyun Mountain today, and I don't have to beat you."

"Is this Taoist brother a little too arrogant?" Tian Chengzi frowned and looked at Yang Gui, wondering in his heart, did I not make it clear? Do I, a strong man from Taiqing, know the status of the two words Taiqing?

?

He then thought about it again. Yang Gui had just mentioned that they came from the wild west. They might be two bumpkins. They didn't know the meaning of "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao". Judging from the immortal spirit of these two people, they should be in the righteous path.

People, just take some action to punish them.

With his mind set, he raised his hands, and the black and blue Tai Chi diagram pressed towards Yang Gui.

Before they even came, the five disciples near the side felt their breathing stagnant.

However, the faces of the three people behind were already pale, but the swords of the two leaders did not waver at all, clearly showing their superiority.

"Daoxuan, Jianyi, please take your three junior brothers and retreat away." Tian Chengzi greeted.

"yes."

This young man in green Taoist robe is the direct disciple of the contemporary head of Tongtian Peak, Daoxuan.

With a wave of his sword, he cut out a gap in the space sealed by the Tianchengzi Tai Chi Diagram. He and Wan Jianyi took the three disciples on duty and quickly retreated, far away from the place where the two were fighting, and landed on the hilltop in the distance.

He looked up and watched Master doing something with others.

"call!"

The moment the five disciples retreated, the dark green Tai Chi diagram grew in the wind and became a hundred feet in size. The strength of the Tai Qing realm was fully displayed, and it pressed towards Yang Gui head-on.

Tian Chengzi originally simulated his own Tai Chi realm and inspired the "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao". Even if he showed mercy, he should be unstoppable in the world. The two of them would immediately be crushed by the Tai Chi diagram and fall into the air.

Unexpectedly, both Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng looked as usual, relaxed and carefree, and they did not look suppressed at all.

Finally, when he saw Yang Gui frowning, Tian Chengzi was overjoyed: "Even if you two wild Taoist priests have some Taoism, they still can't compare to this real person."

But Yang Gui shook his head and said: "This is not possible. This is even more limited in weakness than Qiu Wangyu. Is it too clear at this level?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Even Zhang Sanfeng said: ""Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao" is also a method learned from the "Book of Heaven", and it is much better than the standard garbage of Shura generals like Tian Mo Ce

Well, I can only say that it’s Tian Chengzi’s own choice.”

Tian Chengzi was greatly panicked when he heard this. How come these two wild Taoist priests seemed to know so much about their sect’s Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao?

, really stronger than myself?

"Seeking death!" Tian Chengzi's tone was filled with fear and anger. He added more strength to his hand, and the Tai Chi diagram turned into a huge stream of light, like the Milky Way pouring down, rushing towards Yang Gui.

"No way, you old man, you are too cowardly. How can you survive such a fight?"

As soon as Yang Gui stretched out his hand, the force of the movement turned the torrent of mana that hung upside down in the sea into a ball, spinning around in his hand.

This level can only touch the boundary of Shura generals, not much better than Shura soldiers, and is almost the same as when Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng first arrived in the Shura world.

Not to mention him now, even when he first used the "Red Blood Demonic Art", his strength was far superior to that of Tian Chengzi who was in the "Tai Qing" realm.

Tian Chengzi was stunned by the scene in front of him. He thought in his mind who this Qiu Wangyu was and why should I have to fight with him.

However, when fighting with others, in the moment of life and death, Tian Chengzi did not dare to relax at all. When his move was blocked, he kept drawing talismans in his hand, and the black and blue Tai Chi diagrams appeared again, but this time there were hundreds of them.

The green light in the sky kept pressing towards Yang Gui.

It was just that Yang Gui stopped and blocked all the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao attacks one by one, and shoved them into the ball in his hand.

At first, the ball in Yang Gui's hand was only the size of a basketball, but after a while, the ball was already as high as a person, exuding a thrilling aura. Once it exploded, it seemed that it would not be a problem to level the tops of Qingyun Mountain.

But in Yang Gui's hands, the ball became more and more stable as it spun, with no sign of bursting.

"Too bad, too bad." Yang Gui continued Tian Chengzi's attack while still shaking his head and sighing, constantly stimulating the Qingyun leader's blood pressure.

Finally, he yelled, "Daoxuan, give me the Seven Star Sword!"

"Ah this..." Daoxuan and Wan Jianyi on the distant mountain were both shocked. They did not expect that the master had just reached the realm of Taiqing, and in the first battle out of seclusion, he would use this master's inheritance token.

The same sword.

Daoxuan threw the sword in his hand toward the sky. Tian Chengzi opened his palm, and the Seven-Star Sword just fell into his hand.

As he muttered words, the sky seemed to suddenly darken, a silvery clear light lit up, a big star was nailed in the sky, and then six big stars appeared one by one.

The fairy sword in Tian Chengzi's hand pointed to the sky, and with the infusion of mana, seven big stars shone brightly at the same time, and the radiance merged into one, showing the momentum of the Big Dipper.

"Seven Star Sword Style!"

Daoxuan exclaimed in surprise. He did not expect that his old mentor, Taiqing, would not only use the magical sword, but also use a big move when he came out of seclusion.

For a moment, an inexplicable meaning arose in his heart, as if the "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao" of our sect was not that strong.

Then he was horrified, shook his head quickly to get rid of this rebellious thought, and looked up at the sky.

The power of the silver-white stars sprinkled down, the sword's power was overwhelming, and the strong wind howled and swept over.

Yang Gui threw up the ball in his hand.

"boom!"

The two forces collided, and a powerful impact suddenly erupted. As the wind and clouds changed, it seemed that all the mountains in the blue clouds were about to bow their heads.

However, this Qingyun Mountain is composed of a natural spiritual energy formation, which was suppressed by Qingye Taoist with the "Heavenly Secret Seal". It is extremely strong, and only one layer was flattened, but it did not break or collapse.

After the dust and smoke settled, Tian Chengzi's figure was revealed. His body was rising and falling slightly, and he was breathing unsteadily. It was obvious that the move just now was done with all his strength and consumed a lot of energy.

He looked forward, wanting to see the effect of the Seven Star Sword Style, but he saw only Zhang Sanfeng, who was standing there calmly, with no wrinkles in his clothes.

"Where's that guy!"

Tian Chengzi suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his side ribs, like a premonition of danger. He hurriedly turned around and tried to block it with his sword, but before he could swing his sword, he felt a sharp pain in his ribs.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the leader of Qingyun was thrown into the air.

Tian Chengzi wanted to stabilize his body in the air before using the sword, but before he could take a breath, Yang Gui appeared diagonally above him again as if teleporting, and swung his palm downwards, hitting him downwards.

Fall.

Then he appeared below Tian Chengzi again, and with a backhand pump, he was pumped high into the air again.

Repeatedly, Yang Gui's "drag net" hit the water without leakage. The dignified leader Qingyun was beaten like a ball and flew all over the sky, but he was like a sparrow trapped in the dragnet, unable to fly at all.

Don't leave the circle.

"Stop hurting my leader!"

In an instant, dozens of treasured lights shot up into the sky. The battle between the two had already alarmed the entire Qingyun Sect. Just now the masters were fighting and it was difficult for them to intervene. Now it is obvious that the master has been defeated miserably, and the Qingyun Sect rushed to rescue.

Among them, the fastest cyan sword light radiated in all directions, cutting between Yang Gui's chest and abdomen like a swimming dragon. It moved like flowing clouds and flowing water, moving forward and retreating, opening and closing, obviously the path was not shallow.

It's just that his Taoism is not as good as Tian Chengzi, so how can he beat Yang Gui.

Yang Gui turned his hand and pressed it on the spine of the green fairy sword, forcing the man to stop the sword. He reached up along the spine of the sword and easily grabbed the man's wrist and folded it down. The man was in pain.

, the fairy sword fell and was caught in Yang Gui's hand.

The man's immortal sword fell into the enemy's hands, he was stunned and fell from mid-air.

Daoxuan and other disciples exclaimed: "Uncle Zheng!"

You must know that even if a cultivator falls from this thousand-foot-high altitude, his body and bones will be shattered and he will definitely die.

The emerald green sword light in Wan Jianyi's hand lit up, and he was about to save him when he saw Yang Gui reaching out and throwing out the green fairy sword. The sword passed under "Uncle Zheng" with incredible precision and just caught him as he dropped it.

His body took him flying to the top of Wan Jianyi's mountain.

"when!"

With a loud noise, the blue fairy sword collided with the fairy sword in Wan Jianyi's hand, knocking Wan Jianyi back to the ground, along with "Uncle Zheng" and his fairy sword. The two swords were stuck on the ground and shook.

They kept making a crisp "ding-ding" sound.

Yang Gui started Tai Chi in mid-air, and the Tai Chi energy stirred, but after a while, countless people dropped from the air like dumplings.

All the people, like Uncle Zheng, were carried by the magic weapon and fell to the ground on the top of the mountain where Daoxuan was.

And just like that, Tian Chengzi was still beaten all over the sky and trapped in a dragnet-like circle.

"Ah this..."

In the blink of an eye, the entire Qingyun Sect army was wiped out.

Wan Jianyi was lying on the ground. The collision just now felt like his whole body was broken to pieces. He asked leisurely: "Senior brother, is our Qingyun Sect, one person picked all of them?"

"That's nonsense. How can I, the upright leader of Qingyun, have no one?" Daoxuan scolded angrily, stood up and said, "Give me the Dragon-Slaying Sword."

Wan Jianyi handed the green fairy sword to Daoxuan with hope.

The world only knows that the Dragon-Slaying Sword is unparalleled in his Ten Thousand Swords hands, but how does it know that this senior brother of his is also a top master of swordsmanship?

A huge burst of green light seemed to dye half of the sky green. The huge light roared forward, and the Daoxuan Royal Envoy's Dragon-Slaying Sword rose into the sky and shot straight into the sky!

Yang Gui glanced to the side, stretched out his hand to fish it out, took the Seven Star Sword into his hand, and threw it out.

"when!"

After a loud noise, Daoxuan flew back faster than before.

"laugh!"

The Dragon-Slaying Sword and the Seven-Star Sword were stuck on the ground and kept shaking, just like the two sword masters lying side by side.

Daoxuan weakly tilted his head and looked at Wan Jianyi who was lying next to him with pride: "Did you see that this time we really asked one person from the Qingyun Sect to pick them all? I, Daoxuan, am an inseparable member of the Qingyun Sect.

!Before I was picked, how could the Qingyun Sect be picked?"


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