Plane Master Copy

Wu Yan, known as the Ghost Hand Sword Saint, but his hidden weapon technique was only a flash in the pan at Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Handwashing Conference, and was rarely used in formal occasions.

On the contrary, it was his unique trick of controlling the sword with qi, which shocked people.

Daoist Chongxu and Wu Yan moved their hands, and deeply understood the terrifying ability of Wu Yan. In front of him, his sword was so heavy that he could hardly even wield it. How could he use his swordsmanship?

Of course, Wu Yan controlled the White Dragon Sword and the Sword of Daoist Chongxu at the same time under the Blackwood Cliff before. He witnessed it with his own eyes, but those were just two swords. How could this scene look shocking now?

A hundred swords flew together, under Wu Yan's control, more than a hundred swords seemed to be loyal soldiers, suspended behind Wu Yan, and the sharp blades pointed at all the righteous people.

Faced with these sword rains behind Wu Yan, everyone's expression changed in shock.

In the world... in the world... is there such a sword move? This is simply a magical power, a magical power in the sword way, a means that an extraordinary person can have!, Daoist Chongxu murmured in his mouth, these swords If all of them are shot, dense like rain, who can resist?

Amitabha, is this the Sword Saint? This method is truly extraordinary... Master Dingxian whispered in a low voice, facing such a sword move, it is really hard to raise the heart of resistance.

No wonder he dares to come alone and regard the heroes of the world as nothing, even Master Fang Zheng, with a bitter look on his face, whispered.

Yes, at some point, if the number of people is large, it can kill the masters of the rivers and lakes, and the sentence that two fists can't beat four hands is not just talk.

However, looking at the current situation, Master Fang Zheng understands that this sentence does not apply to Wu Yan at all.

If these more than 100 swords attack at the same time, to kill all the hundreds of righteous people in the square, how many times do these swords need to be washed back and forth?

How many people? It seems to be just a few more flushes.

Master Fang Zheng, make a decision....

Seeing that Wu Yan controlled more than 100 swords suspended behind him, but did not let go, after sighing at Xu Dao, Master Fang Zheng said.

make a decision? What to decide?

Master Fang Zheng naturally understood what the words of Daoist Chongxu meant, and when he heard the words, his face became even more ugly.

Looking at these people from the Wuyue Sword Sect, they have long lost their fighting spirit. Master Fang Zheng understands that the battle has not yet started, and the outcome is already doomed.

After all, everyone can see that Wu Yan is only targeting Shaolin Temple and Wudang Mountain. Obviously, the people of the Five Mountains Sword Sect were unwilling.

After a moment of silence, he still spoke up and said, Master Wu, wait, we are willing to agree to your conditions!.

As soon as he said a word, Master Fang Zheng seemed to have collapsed. This sentence seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Since it's decided, then quickly bring the things over! Wu Yan was not surprised by their reaction, and said calmly.

Master Fang Zheng hurriedly let a monk into the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion and took out the Yi Jin Sutra.

The Taoist priest Chongxu was also very straightforward. He asked for a pen and ink from the monks of the Shaolin Temple, and wrote a classic book to Wu Yan.

Wu Yan was not afraid that the Shaolin Temple would dare to deceive himself, so he glanced at it and put away the Classic of Yi Jin, but when he saw the classics written by Daoist Chongxu, he was slightly startled.

I originally thought that Daoist Chongxu would give him the Tai Chi Sword, but he didn't expect it to be a formation called Zhenwu Qijie Formation.

My highest martial arts in Wudang is the Taiji Sword, but Your Excellency is known as a Sword Saint. It would be tasteless to give you swordsmanship. This Zhenwu Qijie Formation is the strongest sword formation in Wudang. I think it is more suitable for you. Of course, if You want Tai Chi swordsmanship, the old man has no objection. Seemingly seeing Wu Yan's doubts,

Daoist Chongxu explained.

Well, you are an old man, but your heart is magnanimous. Wu Yan nodded slightly.

Now that the things are in hand, Wu Yan has no intention of staying here. With a finger, more than a hundred swords behind him rose into the sky, and then, turned into a rain of swords and fell from the sky.

The dense number of swords, as if it was raining, were all inserted on the ground around Wuyan.

A white dragon sword floated in front of Wu Yan like a flexible white dragon.

The toes tapped lightly and landed on the sword body. The White Dragon Sword supported Wu Yan's body, flying higher and farther...

All the righteous people looked at the swords stuck all over the ground, and then looked at the direction where Wu Yan was leaving. No one spoke for a long time, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly depressed.

It is undeniable that today's scene will inevitably become a myth and legend in the arena.

A hundred swords flying together, flying with a sword, this will inevitably become a strong stroke in this myth and legend.

Hey, between life and death, preserving the inheritance is more important than everything... Master Fang Zheng sighed, feeling a little fortunate, but of course, a little scared.

If he really did it just now, I am afraid that the millennium foundation of the Shaolin Temple will be completely destroyed in his own hands.

Closing the mountain for ten years, maybe it's a blessing in disguise? In the future, this river and lake should be honored by the Sun Moon God Cult. This is the general trend... Daoist Chongxu also whispered.

It seems that it has been closed for ten years, which is a huge blow to a sect, but there is also less confrontation with the Sun Moon God Cult. It is a blessing or a curse, still unknown.

Such unpredictable martial arts are truly unprecedented. With one person's strength, the entire river and lake can't lift their heads, alas... Mr. Mo Da of the Hengshan School sighed.

A few days later, Wu Yan used the stunt of flying a hundred swords, suppressing all the news that the righteous path could not lift his head, like a hurricane.

In the end, Wu Yan Yujian flew away and became a myth of the rivers and lakes.

However, at this time, Wu Yan stayed in the back mountain of Heimuya, in front of the undefeated grave of the east.

Beside him, Lin Pingzhi, the leader of the Sun and Moon Sect, lowered his head and was listening to Wu Yan's words.

Okay, I will hand over this Sun Moon Divine Sect to you in the future. I will be living in seclusion, and I will never set foot in the rivers and lakes for the rest of my life. Wu Yan waved his hand and said.

Master, where are you going to live in seclusion, I... Lin Pingzhi was reluctant to hear that Wu Yan was leaving, and it was impossible to see each other again in this life.

Okay, don't act like a girl, let's go, Wu Yan interrupted Lin Pingzhi.

Thank you Master for the re-creation, I will never forget it!.

With sharp eyes, Wu Yan's intention to go has been decided. In the end, Lin Pingzhi knelt behind Wu Yan and solemnly kowtowed to Wu Yan nine times before turning back and leaving in three steps.

I'm leaving, I promised that if I get the Yi Jin Jing, I'll show it to you... In the past few days, the Yi Jin Jing has been familiar to me. , placed in front of the undefeated tomb of the East.

Ugh…….

Watching the Yi Jin Jing secret book slowly turn to ashes, Wu Yan finally sighed, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

This time, the plane of Xiaoao Jianghu believes that he has not failed anyone, let alone owes anyone.

Only, I owe the favor of Dongfang Invincible, and I have no chance to make it up in the future...

As Wu Yan sighed, it happened that the pattern of the computer in his palm was also drawn, and immediately, it turned into a starlight and shattered.

A whirlpool appeared in the palm of his hand, and Wu Yan's body, in the twisted space, disappeared in the plane of Xiaoao Jianghu with the inhalation of his palm.

(PS: Looking for recommendation tickets, brothers and sisters, I need your recommendation tickets. In other words, X-Men and Xiaoao Jianghu have already written, where will we open the next copy? Movies and TV series have been written; below, here is an anime. ?)