The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

When Zhang Dian heard this, he smiled instead of being angry.

"Hahahaha... Where did this kid come from, how dare he say such arrogant words!"

He looked at Jin Sanmu, "Taoist Master Jin, for the sake of Baiyun Temple, I don't have to argue with you, and I can let your friend go, but I can't let this kid go! I want to take his blood and sacrifice it." My dead brothers!”

Jin Sanmu was also a little surprised after hearing Li Muchen's words.

The beggar clan in the capital has been inherited for thousands of years. Since the Ming Dynasty, the power of the northern beggars has faintly surpassed that of the southern beggars. How can we say that there will be no more?

Just say that there are hundreds of beggars in the main courtyard of the Beggar Clan.

What's more, Zhang Dian has already entered the threshold of a grandmaster, and even he can only draw a tie with him.

This was because Zhang Dian was worried about Baiyunguan and did not dare to fight for his life in close combat. If he were to get close to him, Jin Sanmu could not guarantee that he would not lose.

But he is a disciple of Tiandu!

Just showing this identity can crush most Taoist sects in the world. Even if senior brother Wang Chongxian comes out of seclusion, he must be treated respectfully.

Jin Sanmu also wanted to see how powerful Tiandu Taoism was.

But he was a little hesitant. After all, Li Muchen was so young. Even if he started practicing Taoism from his mother's womb, how many years would he be able to cultivate?

If anything goes wrong, you will be guilty of a serious crime.

Something happened to the dignified Tiandu disciples on the territory of Baiyun Temple. From now on, Baiyun Temple will not be able to even raise its head among the Dao sects in the world.

However, he would definitely fight back Zhang Dian's words, and said: "Zhang Dian, don't be so arrogant. I will definitely take you away today. If you have the ability, come to Baiyun Temple to find me."

Zhang Dian said angrily: "Jin Laodao, don't think that I am afraid of you. If you really fight, you may not be my opponent!"

"Then come here and try!" Jin Sanmu was also unhappy. The wisp of beard under his chin moved without any wind, and the magic power in his body began to surge.

Adam was very excited, and he was looking forward to another fight between the two, which would make him feel better.

But I heard Li Muchen say: "Taoist Master Jin, I told you that this matter is my private matter and has nothing to do with Baiyun Temple. You can just watch."

Jin Sanmu felt the anger in Li Muchen's heart and knew that Zhang Dian must have done something that he could not let go of, so he said: "Okay, Mr. Li, be careful."

He decided to watch on the sidelines first, just in time to experience Tiandu Taoism. If Li Muchen was defeated, he would take action. No matter what, Li Muchen couldn't suffer a loss.

Adam was a little frustrated, unable to watch a duel between experts.

At the same time, he was a little nervous and worried about Li Muchen.

Adam had never heard of Tiandu and did not know the respect of being a disciple of Tiandu. In his eyes, Jin Sanmu and Zhang Dian were both real masters. As for Li Muchen, he only thought they were about the same as him, or at most a little stronger than him.

He imagined how many rounds he could fight with Zhang Dian?

After thinking about it for a long time, I felt that I might not be able to defeat him with any move.

Li Muchen, this young Chinese man who looks younger than himself, how many moves can he block?

"Taoist Master Jin..." Adam whispered worriedly.

Jin Sanmu raised his hand to signal him not to speak: "Don't worry, I will take action if necessary."

Zhang Dian saw that Jin Sanmu had really given up, and the young man in the field was actually standing there with nothing in his hands, facing him, as if he wanted to challenge him, he couldn't help laughing wildly:

"Hahaha, okay, boy, you have the skills! Seeing that you are so smart, I will give you three moves, hahahaha..."

Li Muchen sneered: "There is no need for three moves, one move is enough."

After saying that, there was a needle in his left hand, and his right hand turned into a sword finger, and the two fingers were gently picked in the palm of his left hand.

A needle flew out and turned into a sword light. With a pop, it passed through the nearest Beggar Clan disciple and flew to the next person.

Then came the second needle, which also turned into a sword light, also passed through the body of a Beggar Clan disciple, turned a corner, and flew to the next person.

Every time Li Muchen moved his fingers, a sword light flew out.

In an instant, a faint light flickered, either green, red, yellow, white, or black...

"This is..." Jin Sanmu was shocked and stared closely at the swords flying out of Li Muchen's hands.

Adam's eyes widened even more, with a look of disbelief on his face.

When the nineteenth needle in Li Muchen's hand flew out, the first sword light had already circled the field, but the Beggar Clan disciple who was pierced by the first sword light had not had time to fall to the ground.

Now, Li Muchen only had the last needle left in his hand.

"Dayan Sword Technique!" Jin Sanmu shouted in shock.

Unexpectedly, he would have the opportunity to see Dayan swordsmanship in this life, and Jin Sanmu was extremely excited.

As for Adam, he was stunned and his mind went blank, except for one word: super cool!

Zhang Dian was also shocked. He didn't expect this young man to have such wonderful swordsmanship.

But he had no time to react because the last needle in Li Muchen's hand was released.

This needle also turned into a sword light and rushed toward Zhang Dian.

The attack of this sword was faster than the previous West Nineteen Sword.

"Dayan's number is fifty, and its use is West Nineteen!" Jin Sanmu's voice trembled slightly, "I thought the West Nineteen sword was the limit, but I didn't expect that I could use the unused 'one'."

Zhang Dian did not dare to neglect, he concentrated and calmed down, holding the sword with both hands, pouring all his true energy into the sword, and even the sword body was slightly bent.

Just when he was about to use his lifelong skills to swing a sword.

The sword light that was shooting at him suddenly hovered diagonally above him.

I saw the sword light, green and sparkling, shining slightly.

It is true that "it comes like thunder to absorb its wrath, and it ends like a river and sea condensing clear light!"

As soon as the sword stopped, the [-]th sword that flew out earlier suddenly turned and flew towards them.

In an instant, the light of nineteen o'clock in the west came quickly like stars falling.

Rays of sword light began to merge into the flying sword hovering in mid-air. The flying sword began to grow larger and the light became brighter.

When the nineteen sword lights from the west were all integrated, a giant sword appeared in the air.

I saw the sword, six feet long and three feet wide, with a dazzling light emitting from the sword.

Zhang Dian narrowed his eyes.

He had never encountered such a strong sense of oppression.

It seemed as if the sky was about to fall.

Then, the light of the giant sword flashed.

The sky and the earth are dark.

The giant sword turned into a stream of light and stabbed Zhang Dian first.

Zhang Dian raised the sword in his hand and wanted to block, but he couldn't move at all.

This moment was the darkest moment for him.

I have practiced martial arts all my life and been obsessed with martial arts. How many times have I asked where the path to martial arts is?

What is the scene like at the top of the mountain?

Today, he finally saw it.

It's a pity that he will never have the chance to climb to the top.

boom!

The giant sword pierced Zhang Dian's body, emitting a violent bright light.

After the bright light, the giant sword dispersed and turned into fifty meteors, flying back to Li Muchen's hand.

At the same time, the body of the first Beggar Clan disciple killed by the Five Elements Sword Qi swayed and fell.

Like dominoes, the second, third... people fell one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the hundreds of Beggar Clan disciples in the courtyard all fell to the ground and turned into corpses everywhere.

As for Zhang Dian, there is no scum left in him.

Jin Sanmu stood there blankly.

This is Tiandu Taoism! This is Kunlun Immortal Technique!

The master in the world is no more than a mortal in front of this!

Adam felt that the word super cool was not enough to describe the most magnificent scene he had seen in the world, so another more appropriate word came to his mind:

Bull B!