Chapter 2200: The magic knife is about to be unsheathed (3 more)
Taoist Master Long Yun usually seems low-key, but in fact he is a very arrogant person.
In the entire martial arts world, except for Tang Xiaobao and Wanru, he really didn't take the rest of them seriously.
He has such confidence and capital.
In fact, his martial arts skills are beyond the imagination of many people in the martial arts world. For decades, when it comes to fighting, he has never been afraid of anyone.
But today, he was really scared.
The kind of fear that comes from the heart cannot be controlled at all.
Fifty years ago, Weng Batian could almost massacre the entire martial arts world by himself. Fifty years later, his martial arts will naturally be even more advanced.
He had not left the world for decades, but suddenly appeared today. What did he want?
Could it be that he wanted to take revenge for the public case that year?
But most of the parties involved in that public case are no longer alive, and even those who are alive have long since faded out of the martial arts world and become hidden monsters. They are usually nowhere to be seen, and they have no idea whether they are dead or alive.
As the deputy leader of the martial arts world, Taoist Master Long Yun is naturally the first to bear the brunt.
"Are you here for revenge?"
Taoist priest Long Yun took a breath and asked this sentence with difficulty.
"revenge?"
Demon Sword Weng Batian shook his head: "When it comes to revenge, shouldn't you be the one to take revenge? I am giving you a chance to take revenge. I remember that in that battle, I defeated at least five masters of the Wudang Sect. You
Don’t you hate me and want to avenge your master?”
Five people?
Wrong, it’s six people!
Taoist priest Long Yun felt bitter.
Get some damn revenge.
Isn’t that asking for death?
Of course, he wouldn't say that.
"It's time to retaliate against each other. Besides, that was all fifty years ago. I was still very young at that time and didn't know much about that matter. Moreover, my master lived in regret for the rest of his life.
The Wudang disciples were strictly ordered not to mention that battle, and we were not allowed to feel resentful. He said that he also had his place in that matter. The reason why Senior Weng was used to being called the butcher back then was actually not you.
It’s people’s fault, and the inside story is more complicated.”
Taoist priest Long Yun is quite good at speaking.
Look, how well said this is.
Not only did he please Weng Batian, but he also saved face for the Wudang Sect.
Look, it's not that we don't take revenge, it's that our master has ordered us to take revenge. It's not that we can't take revenge.
It's a pity that Weng Batian didn't buy this favor at all. He said with a smile: "Revenge? Is it up to you? Or is it up to you Wudang Clan? If I want to, I can kill you Wudang Clan with one sword just like slaughtering a dog. You have
What qualifies you for revenge?
Taoist Priest Long Yun's expression changed and became particularly gloomy.
"Senior, are you looking down on our Wudang Clan?"
Taoist Master Long Yun said in a cold voice: "I respect you as a senior and respect you in every way. Are you going too far?"
"Has it passed?"
After laughing, Weng Batian said: "I don't think it's okay at all. In my eyes, you are actually nothing more than that. Am I wrong? You so-called decent people from famous families are all just people who are just trying to gain fame. You do the same thing in front of your face, but behind your back
I've seen this for a long time. You obviously have no ability, but you still want to put money on your face. Are you still shameless?"
This is extremely disrespectful to the Wu-Tang Clan.
Several disciples of the Wudang Sect turned red with anger and were about to step forward.
Even if you die in battle, you still have to protect the reputation of the Wu-Tang Sect from being damaged.
Taoist priest Long Yun quickly stopped them.
Are you kidding me? If you go up there, you are seeking your own death.
"Senior, are you looking down on the Wudang Clan?"
Taoist priest Long Yun took a breath.
He knew that no matter how scared he was today, he would definitely fight.
Fight for dignity, fight for the teacher.
In fact, he really doesn't want to fight.
However, there was no other way. He was helpless. He was forced to this point and was pointed at and scolded. How could he endure it? If word of this got out, wouldn't the Wudang Sect lose their face in the future? How could they continue to be in the martial arts world?
Stand in the world.
"Yes, I just look down on the Wu-Tang Clan."
Weng Batian looked up at the sky with contempt on his face.
Taoist Master Long Yun winked at a disciple next to him. Regardless of whether the other disciple understood what he meant, he took a step forward and said, "Stand back."
Several disciples of the Wudang Sect retreated.
"Everyone should go back to their rooms to rest. No one is allowed to come out without my permission, even if I die."
sweat……
In the eyes of Wudang sect disciples, how could Taoist Master Long Yun's martial arts skills be defeated?
But now, he actually said that he might die?
Well, the weirdo opposite called Demon Sword Weng Tianba is indeed very perverted, and he broke the Wudang Sword Formation with one move.
Everyone goes back to the room together.
Taoist Master Long Yun said loudly to Weng Batian again: "Senior, I am Long Yun, the headmaster of Wudang for the time being. Although I know that I will not be my opponent, senior has repeatedly insulted me in Wudang. If I am not talented, I can only submit to senior."
After asking for advice, I won’t have any complaints even if I die.”
"You want your disciples to move reinforcements, right?"
Weng Batian curled his lips: "Actually, you don't need to use such small means at all. I'm not here for you today. I heard that your alliance leader's martial arts skills are world-class, and I also want to compete with him to let your disciples
Just go and call someone."
Taoist Master Long Yun's little thought was exposed, his old face turned red, and he simply said: "I'm ashamed, what the senior said is true. However, Long Yun is not talented, so I still need to ask the senior for some tips. Please give me some tips."
After saying that, Taoist Master Long Yun shook his right hand, and the scabbard flew out and hit the wall more than ten meters away. The wall was made of blue bricks and was dozens of centimeters thick. The scabbard actually penetrated deeply.
This single move shows that Long Yun's internal strength is extremely profound.
The Qingfeng Sword shone coldly under the dim light. Taoist Master Long Yun's aura did not show, but the sword's intention grew crazily.
He is the sword, and the sword is him.
This is the realm where man and sword merge into one.
Junior sister Yilin can also do the same thing with swords, but she can't do it without revealing her aura and integrating it all into the meaning of the sword.
From this we can see that Taoist Master Long Yun is indeed much more powerful than Junior Sister Yi Lin.
The former martial arts leader really thought differently.
But he didn't have the slightest bit of pride.
He knew that he was going to lose this battle.
But he still wants to fight.
Moreover, his fighting spirit also soared, and his heart became calmer and calmer.
Weng Batian glanced at Taoist Priest Long Yun, with a flash of admiration in his eyes, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that your martial arts is no worse than Feng Yunzi, and is even slightly better. No wonder you can command the heroes, yes, yes,
However, this is still not enough.”
After a pause, Weng Batian nodded again: "The talent is good, but it's a pity that he is too old. If he were thirty years younger, he would become a great person in the future."
puff!
This is really shocking.
Taoist priest Long Yun almost failed.
"Well, it seems that you have mastered the sword spirit, so I will let you see what real martial arts is. This sword has not been unsheathed for decades. I will unsheath it for you today!
"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bang, and a dark scimitar suddenly popped out of its scabbard. The scimitar disappeared into the air and flew directly into the sky.