The Immortal Taoist

Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong, this time a total of four elders and ten disciples. Whether it is Zhenwu Jianzong or Xuanwu Jianzong, it brings the most outstanding top five among the outside disciples.

The soldiers are not many, and the five most outstanding disciples have been able to slay the disciples of the sword. But this year, they met Lingdao, Ke Zhennan and Song Qingyan were defeated by Lingdao, and they were all defeated by a sword.

There are still eight disciples left, all of whom are angered by Lingdao and thus shot at the same time. In fact, they also feel that they are alone, without any certainty. It is natural to be able to take it together.

"Is this kid too arrogant?"

"I have to say that the disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong are very powerful. He can deal with eight at the same time, can you eat it?"

The elders of the Splendid Swordsman are worried about Lingdao. If they are one-on-one, and the tactics of Lingdao’s previous performance, I am afraid that the disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong are not his opponents.

However, if one pair of eight, other people really do not have much confidence in Lingdao. The elders of Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong are even more open-eyed. Fortunately, Lingdao is too conceited, otherwise they are really shameful and lost to their homes.

"Zhenwu Jiujian!"

The four disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong have exhibited their own swordsmanship. Among them, the master of the disciple of Zhenwu Jianzong is the most powerful, and the sword in his hand was danced into a raging dragon, and he slammed into Lingdao.

"Xuanwu sword monument!"

The master of the disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong is a fast waving sword, forming a sword monument. His purpose is to resist the swordsmanship of Lingdao, and then let the disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong attack Lingdao. The eight of them joined forces, and there were attacks and defenses that would surely defeat the ridge.

The disciples of the four Xuanwu Jianzong teamed up, and the ground was shaken. In their whole body, there was a sudden ray of yellowish light. Their bodies are connected to the earth.

"Ben Lei has no shadow sword!"

In the face of eight outstanding disciples, Ling Dao is still calm. He stepped out in one step, and the long sword in his hand disappeared without a trace. There was a thunder in the field, followed by a long sword.

Many foreign disciples have widened their eyes. They simply can't see the sword of Lingdao. They can only see the Mars inspired by the swords of the eight disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong. Ben Lei's shadowless sword is a big open, just fierce, and invisible.

"Qinglong!"

"White Tiger!"

"Suzaku!"

"Yak!"

Seeing Lingdao actually can fight with them, the swords of the four disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong are also changed. The sword of the master brother of Zhenwu Jianzong’s disciple became a green dragon, and issued a subtle dragon scream.

Another sword from the outside of the disciple of Zhenwu Jianzong was turned into a white tiger with a peerless atmosphere. Then, another Suzaku appeared, the red light of the fire, shining a small half of the performance field. The sword of the last disciple turned into a yak, and his voice was like a thunder. His eyes were like the sun and the moon.

Qinglong, Suzaku, White Tiger, and Yak are all extremely terrible beasts. If there is a real green dragon, white tiger, Suzaku, yak, then don't say it is Lingdao, even the entire Anshan County has blood flow into the river, the corpse is everywhere.

"A terrible sword! If I let any enemy against me, I am afraid that it is not an opponent. I did not expect it to be seen for half a month. His strength has become so tyrannical!"

"I originally thought that in half a month, my sword speed has exceeded him. But now it seems that not only has not exceeded, but the gap is getting bigger and bigger!"

Li Shengxiong and Xie Linger looked at each other and saw the shocking color in the other's eyes. They thought that they had caught up with the footsteps of Lingdao. Who knows that the gap is getting bigger and bigger, and while they are improving, Lingdao’s progress is even greater.

"The raging seven style!"

The seven styles of Lingyang that Lingdao is now exhibiting are the last swordsmanship of the last foreign disciple. With Lingdao’s Kendo talent, this sword has already been practiced. Switching to other foreign disciples, I am afraid I don't want to practice for a year.

The wave of his sword in his hand seemed to turn into a hot sun, and he slammed into the yak. The yak figure swayed and slammed away, and could not stop the sun. Then the sword in the hands of Lingdao slammed into a turn and squatted on Suzaku. Suzaku screamed and disappeared into the field.

The long sword was swept away, as if there was a power to sweep the army. The white tiger had not yet had time to make it, but it was beaten into a sick cat. By now, the speed of Lingdao’s sword has not only slowed down, but has been faster. Just seeing a sword light, the green dragon suddenly disappeared.

The figure of Ling Dao is even more like four. The speed is so fast that the disciples are difficult to distinguish. The disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong only feel that everyone is facing a Lingdao, and their swords are all picked up by Lingdao.

"嘭嘭嘭嘭"

He vacated, and the four disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong were kicked out by him. His speed is too fast, and Xuanwu Jianzong disciples simply can't stop it. At this point, the four of them had to attack Lingdao at the same time.

Although the swordsmanship of Xuanwu Jianzong is known for its defense, the real attack is not weak. It’s as if a hill is generally smashed, and it’s hard to beat them with them without breaking all the power.

However, Lingdao does not need to be hard-hitting, and the long sword is turned into a lightning bolt. In a flash, it is crossed from the four disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong. Fighting with other outside disciples, their defense is indeed impeccable. But Lingdao is completely able to find the gaps in their defenses, and then it is a sword.

Blood spilled, and four disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong had a sword wound on their body. The four disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong have lost their long swords, and Lingdao naturally will not give them the opportunity to pick up long swords.

"You lost!"

A voice sounded, the four disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong felt the flowers in front of them, and then they felt a pain in their bodies. On each of the outside disciples, there was a sword wound and blood rushing.

Lingdao used the power of one person to fight against the eight disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong, and did not spend much time. Even the elders of the Sword of Heaven and the Emperor Wu Jian and the Emperor of Xuanwu are watching, let alone the disciples of the Swordsmen?

Although this war is short-lived, it is extremely exciting. Lingdao defeated Xuanwu Jianzong and the foreign disciples who came to Zhenwu Jianzong, and even more so that the disciples of the cracked swords were extremely excited. Even the elders are excited and trembling. How many years have passed, they are humiliated every year, and this year is finally turned over!