Chapter 674： Jiang Taichu, a casual overseas repairman, has met Daoyou

Huh!

On the occasion of a stern attack, Zhang Qianlei threw his sleeves, and seven small flashes of thunder sword broke out.

These small swords are the disposable flying swords created by Jiang Tian. One sword can kill helicopters and penetrate warships.

However, Zhang Qianlei was regarded as a treasure, and it was refined with mystic sacrifice, and became a reduced version, which was convenient to carry.

Once the small sword was fired, it immediately became a four-inch long sword, and it was extremely sharp. The palm thunder inlaid on it exploded with thousands of electric lights, shining brightly, with the power of thunder and lightning.

The seven long swords shook the void like a thunder dragon out of the sea, killing Chen Anping indefinitely.

Rumble!

Blasting again and again.

The tortoise Xuanshe Baoguang was immediately shattered and broken by Lei Guang, unable to condense in a short time.

Chen Anping's heart was full of warning signs, and she used the ancient Wudang footwork as the seven-star Beidou step, and her body retreated.

But suddenly the blood exploded, and he screamed, and he was shot in the shoulder by one of the flying swords.

Bone was deeply visible in the wound, and his body was scorched black with electric light, and his hair stood up like a broom.

And Zhang Qianlei stands proudly in the vanity, safe and sound, or in a Tsing Yi or dust, obviously there is still more power.

In one blow, stand down!

"This Qianlei is so powerful! It can break the head of the basalt true seal!"

"This thundering sword is terrible!"

Many Wudang disciples suddenly felt like bitterness and grief, and their morale plummeted.

"Feijian! When did you control Feijian!"

Seeing that several cracks appeared on Baoyin, Chen Anping was frightened and anxious.

Although he has long been a half-step immortal, strong physically, able to withstand thunder, but Lingbao's damage is a loss and frustration that he cannot bear.

The Feijian technique has been cut off after the Ming Dynasty. It is rumored that only Kunlun currently retains this secret method.

Tian Shizong has always been good at Lei Fa, and he doesn't know Fei Jian. When did he learn such a powerful skill?

"This is for me from ginger! How about it, fortunately! Let's go!"

At this point, seven flying swords had flew back into their hands. Zhang Qianlei's two-finger stunned, and he was about to attack again.

"Slow!"

Chen Anping's face was not panicked, but a flash of rudeness flashed, smirking:

"Zhang Qianlei, you and I are old monsters who have lived for more than 100 years. No one is a fool!"

"My painstaking layout is to kill Jiang Taichu. If you are not 100% sure, do you think I will move this mind?"

"Uh-!"

In the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, a sound of hawk suddenly sounded, high and sharp, straight into the clouds.

Immediately afterwards, the sea of ​​clouds, like a tide, writhed and anxious and gradually dispersed.

A huge black hawk with wings over ten meters long glides out like a cloud of sky.

On the back of a eagle like a rock, stood an old man.

The old man had to be white in hair and wearing a green cloth gown, but the breath was condensed and magnificent like a thousand mountains, carrying a machete.

"Huh? Stuart Yuanluo, the head of Hongmen in China!"

Seeing this, some old-fashioned people were shocked, and their faces were astonished.

"Wuliang Shou Buddha, I did not expect to see him for decades, Brother Situ is still the same!"

King Kong Temple ’s dust-free master chants the Buddha sings, his eyes frown, his hands folded, and he bows slightly to show the highest respect to the visitors.

"It turns out that Chen's palm has such a big hole card. He has already asked the immortal. He is here, and I'll wait for nothing!"

Gong Yile, the master of the Nine Towers, narrowed her pupils suddenly, then shook her head with a bitter smile.

He has a sour tone, has three points of jealousy, three points of jealousy, three points of nonsense, and one point of respect.

In that year, Hongmen supported Sun Wen, the founder of Sun Yat-sen, and the nine-storied pagoda was the traitor Wang Jingwei. The two belonged to different camps, as if they were rivals.

But on several occasions, Gong Yile was far worse than Situ Yuanluo.

Originally thinking that he had been practicing hard for decades, he could suppress him, but he did not expect the other party to become more prosperous.

"He is the ancestor of Hongmen?"

As soon as Jiang Tian's pupils condensed, he looked at the old man stepping on the giant eagle, and his eyes flashed for a moment to explore.

This old man is similar in spirit and soul to the ancestor of the ancestor Hongmen that Jiang Tian saw on Dagui Island.

It's just that the image of the soul avatar is a young Confucian student, but this person is aging.

"No! The ancestor of Hongmen was Situ Xiao, a Daoguang man of the Qing Dynasty, who created and controlled Hongmen."

Seeing the arrival of Situ Yuanhao, Zhang Qianlei appeared for the first time and conveyed his voice to Jiang Tian's spiritual power.

"This Situ Yuanhao is Situ Xiao's nephew of Yuan Yuan's house, and his disciple."

"Later, Hongmen developed overseas and spread all over the world. It is called Global Hongmen. Those who stayed in China were called Mainland Hongmen and China Hongmen! Situ Yuanhao was the leader of China Hongmen!"

"But this son cannot be underestimated. It is said that Situ Xiao's eight-point true biography has been entered. In the 1940s, he entered a half-step divine realm. Ye Tianren had hunted three times, and he escaped safely!"

"So it is! This son is a real human fairy! I'm afraid you can't!"

Jiang Tian reminded coldly.

"Can cultivate a human immortal! I am afraid that the ancestor of Hongmen already has a land to cultivate!" Zhang Qianlei's face changed again.

At this point, Situ Yuanhao's huge black eagle had landed on the top of a hall.

He came down from the back of the eagle and stood with his hands down, magnificent, like a mountain standing proudly, sneering at Zhang Qianlei:

"Brother Qian Lei, it's gratifying to ask you half a step."

auzw.com "It's just that this irritable temper should be changed. It's not a good way to look good, it makes people laugh!"

"Don't pretend to be strong, what are you good at?" Zhang Qianlei yelled.

"silly!"

Situ Yuanhao's face sank, and he said coldly:

"Jiang Taichu and his disciples have repeatedly caused terrible **** murders, killing Situ Jie, and killing Ms. Ye Xuan, there is no guilt. You are a companion to it, that is to make trouble for tigers, and secretly cast pearls!"

Seeing Situ Yuanhao's arrival, Chen Anping's confidence increased greatly. This is a real human fairy!

He was so proud, he laughed:

"Zhang Qianlei, you have made a big mistake, but you are also a disciple of Huaxia Daomen. If you surrender now and give in, I will spare you!"

"Zhang Qianlei, don't think you can use your flying sword as a hole card! Mr. Situ can easily break your flying sword!"

Gong Yile shook his head with disdain.

"Yes, Zhang Qianlei, are your hole cards your flying cards?" Wu Chen was also full of ridicule.

The practice of Zhang Qianlei's half-step immortal is really not easy to kill.

But now there is a human fairy, a half-step human fairy, and the top of the two gods are here!

Even if Jiang Taichu arrives, he may not be able to fight.

Zhang Qianlei only has a half-step immortal, which is even more impossible.

Everyone shot together, and within a quarter of an hour, he could definitely cook him.

"His hole card is me!"

At this moment, Jiang Tian drank softly and took a step forward.

Then in the shocking eyes of everyone, Jiang Tian stepped up into the sky step by step, as if stepping on the invisible Taoist Ladder, feathering and ascending.

"This, this, this"

Seeing this, many Wudang disciples were frightened.

"Master!"

He Hongchen, Li Chaoren, Wan Qili and other secular people also turned wild and couldn't believe it.

Unexpectedly, this young man who looks ordinary, should be a security guard like Old Tang, turned out to be a master of wonderland?

"Jiang Taichu, the master of the Taiqing Sect of Overseas, has met several Taoists!"

Jiang Tian, ​​carrying his hands, walked step by step in the air, coldly.

"You are Jiang Taichu!"

Suddenly, Chen Anping, Situ Yuanhao, Gong Yile, and Wu Chen all turned wild and dreaded.

"He's here, after all, he has me in his heart"

Tang Linglong looked at Jiang Tian in the sky, her body was trembling, her eyes were weeping.

There is a tenderness in this woman's heart, only to feel dead at this moment is worth it.

The crowd stunned for half a minute, and Chen Anping's complexion changed continuously before he came over.

"Jiang Daoyou came, I missed it, I'm sorry!"

He salutes with fists, then shakes his wide robes and large sleeves, his eyes lightly and he asks:

"Your disciple Tang Linglong concealed his identity, stole the master Wudang, and the sin is unforgivable. You should arrange it! Anyway, you are also a great master. Do you have a face for such small actions?

"Wu Dang Dao Fa, but the three-legged cat is kung fu, and the trash is average. Slowly it is me, my disciple, do you care?"

Jiang Tian shook his sleeve and smiled disdainfully:

"Tang Linglong is willing to pay homage to Wudang's door, communicate with each other, exchange ideas, and improve your practice. That is your blessing! You are still crooked here, so sensible!"

"Jiang Taichu, you really don't know the heights!"

"The ancient Wudang method is inherited from the Emperor Zhenwu. It is heavenly and infinitely profound, how can you comment on it?"

Wu Dang Elder Du Feixiang growled angrily at Jiang Tian.

"Noise!"

"Does the conversation between our hosts qualify for you, the little elder?"

Jiang Tian raised his hand as a finger.

This refers to the bright golden light, engraved with endless Tao patterns, infinite lethality, and can absorb the essence of blood and spirits, killing a half-step divine realm.

Sure enough, Du Feixiang didn't even have time to react, his head burst into a rage, and red and white things spurted wildly.

"This"

"It's too cruel!"

"So strong!"

Many Wudang disciples, powerful martial arts, exclaimed when they saw this, just like seeing ghosts and gods.

Du Feixiang, but the elder Wudang, was built to be strong, able to carry a machine gun and sweep, and shelled.

In the secular world, it can dominate one side, and even act as the leader of the Huaxia Dragon Formation, and let the country rely on it.

But he was killed with one finger.

He Hongchen, Wan Qili, and other worldly people are even scared to death, trembling with trembling, cold sweat coming out.

As for the Malaysian lady, she was so frightened that she screamed in horror, and her urine was released.

Just in the Jinbei car, they repeatedly disrespected Jiang Tian and Zhang Qianlei.

Fortunately, the other party's goal is Wudang, and I didn't care about everyone else, otherwise, I have a life? Passing by with death.

"You! Jiang Taichu, you are so crazy, you have nothing to do, and you dare to kill in public at my Wudang Dojo. You are too much!"

Chen Anping was so angry that his lungs burst almost instantly.

Such behaviors as Jiang Tian are just like crackling down on Wudang faction!