Immortality begins with Xiaoao

Chapter 7

As the sound sounded, dozens of people came up the mountain road. The man in black at the head looked to be in his fifties with a domineering aura and eyes like eagles. The Jianghu people bowed their heads in fright.

Yu Fei could not take his eyes off it, and thought to himself:
"So majestic, so evil."

At this time, all the members of the Five Mountains Sword Sect including Yue Buqun had stood up, all looking solemnly at the group of old men.

Zuo Lengchan, as the host and the current leader of the Five Sacred Sacred Mountains, immediately replied:
"Mr. Ren is not enjoying blessings at Heimuya, so if you come to Songshan Mountain, aren't you afraid you won't be able to go back?"

The voice was like a loud bell, and it spread so far away that the ears of all the people present were buzzing. Not only were they not angry, but they felt a sense of peace of mind.

Ren Woxing chuckled, and replied without showing any weakness:
"Legend Zuo has just taken charge of the Five Sacred Mountains, so he thinks that Songshan Mountain belongs to you? This old man comes whenever he wants, and leaves whenever he wants. Who in the world can do nothing to win this old man?"

Zuo Lengchan was silent for a moment, then said with a smile:

"Songshan Mountain is naturally not the private property of my Songshan Sect, but the thousands of comrades present may not welcome Mr. Ren. As the host, my Songshan Sect naturally has to consider the wishes of these fellows."

The thousands of martial arts practitioners present were extremely embarrassed in an instant. It is not true to answer this question, or not to answer it. Once hated, it is not uncommon for the whole family to be wiped out.

Fortunately, at this time, Taoist Master Tianmen nodded and said:

"That's right, Old Demon Ren is notorious, so we naturally don't welcome him."

The heads of the other three sects naturally would not tear down the stage, and they also nodded "Yes".

Ren Woxing laughed.

"The Five Sacred Sword Sect is such a big name, today the old man is here to measure what you can do."

The Tianmen Daoist had the hottest temper, and immediately said:
"Old Demon Ren, if others are afraid of you, I will not accept your trick. Come, come, let's see each other under the sword."

Beside Ren Woxing, a handsome man in white robe stood across the sword, and said with a smile:

"Tianmen, what qualifications do you have to let the teacher take the initiative, let me meet you."

After speaking, he bowed to Ren Wo, and Ren Woxing also nodded and said with a smile:

"Alright, let Brother Xiang teach me a lesson about this Tianmen."

Daoist Tianmen listened to the conversation between the two, his beards almost fluttered in anger, and he shouted, "Don't use your tongue, the devil looks at the sword."

After finishing speaking, he drew out his long sword and flew straight towards Wentian, the sound of wind and thunder on the sword was loud, Xiang Wentian didn't dare to hold back, so he quickly drew his sword to block, the two swords clashed, and both of them retreated three Step by step, I couldn't help being vigilant in my heart, and said: "This person's martial arts are not inferior to my own."

The two cheered up and fought together again. For a while, the shadow of the sword flickered, the light of the knife was like water, the fight was inextricable, but in a short while they exchanged sixty or seventy moves, neither of them could win or lose.

Xiang Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slashed down with the long knife in his hand as hard as he could. The Taoist priest of Tianmen dodged sideways, and saw that he was unable to withdraw the knife in time, and there was a big hole in his chest. Without thinking, Jian Guang turned and went straight to Xiang Wentian Tian chest stabbed.

Yu Fei only heard his master yell that he was not good, and saw that the Taoist priest of Tianmen stabbed a big hole in Xiang Wentian's shoulder with his sword, but he was also hit hard in the chest by Xiang Wentian's right fist after he abandoned the sword. He was beaten so bloody that he flew away, and was caught by Yue Buqun who jumped up.

Yu Fei also saw the shadow of his master appearing a few meters away, he couldn't help being envious, and thought to himself:

"Is this the first-class master in Jianghu? It's really amazing."

When Taoist Priest Tianmen was beaten into the air, Xiang Wentian also picked up the long knife, but he didn't care about the bloody left shoulder, and cupped his hands and said:
"The subordinates are lucky not to be humiliated."

Ren Woxing laughed and said:

"Okay, Brother Xiang is really brave. This Tianmen swordsmanship is good, but his brain is not so good."

After speaking, he laughed again.

The Taoist priest of Tianmen, who had just straightened out his breath in Yue Buqun's arms, listened to his words, and became so angry that his freshly adjusted breath became chaotic. After spewing out a mouthful of blood, he passed out completely past.

Several Tianmen disciples were shocked and rushed to see their master. After Yue Buqun handed the Tianmen to several Taishan disciples, he said:
"Brother Tianmen is just out of breath, and it will take a few days to recuperate, don't worry."

Several Taishan sect disciples quickly thanked them, and led the Taoist master Tianmen down from the Conferred God Stage.

Yue Buqun bowed his hands, drew out his long sword and said solemnly:
"Huashan Yuebuqun asks Mr. Ren for advice."

Ren Woxing laughed loudly and said:

"Huashan faction? Interesting, I'll let this old man see if you, Yue Buqun, are qualified to be the head of Huashan."

After speaking, he drew out the long sword of one of his men beside him, and leaped to Yue Buqun. Purple air rose on Yue Buqun's face, and he swung the long sword to kill Ren Woxing.

Yue Buqun's sword light was not fast, but every move and every move contained great strength, the sword light was like splashing ink, as if a great Confucian was painting, Ren Woxing narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a shock of the long sword, he passed Yue Buqun Come on.

Yu Fei saw Master Ning Zhong's face was solemn, and said softly:

"I didn't expect that Ren Woxing's swordsmanship is so powerful."

I saw the sword lights of the two exchanged with each other, both of them had strict rules, but after a short while, they exchanged more than a hundred moves, the rest of the master's head was covered with sweat, and although Ren Woxing couldn't do anything with the master's Yangwu swordsmanship, But after all, the internal strength is profound, if the fight continues, the master will only lose.

Yu Fei was also very strange, now that Master has been able to fight Ren Woxing for hundreds of moves with his swordsmanship without losing, how come after the start of Swordsman, it seems that martial arts has not advanced but retreated?
After thinking about it, Yu Fei is afraid that it is still a matter of xinxing. The current Yue Buqun is a real gentleman, and he can naturally use the Yangwu sword technique to the extreme, even surpassing the power of the sword technique itself. With all kinds of actions of the senior brother, the pressure on the master is increasing, and the xinxing began to deviate from the original path. Naturally, the power of the Yangwu sword technique cannot be exerted, otherwise it is really impossible to explain.

After the two of them fought for more than 200 moves, Yue Buqun was more sweaty and there was a trace of steam coming out of his head, obviously he had pushed his internal strength to the extreme.

With a loud shout, Yu Fei saw only Master, not only the purple air rose on his face, but even the long sword seemed to be covered with a layer of purple light.

A sword stabbed out flatly, and the sword energy burst forth from the sword. Ren Woxing's long sword was placed horizontally, just above the point of Yue Buqun's sword. The force was divided into three layers, pushing forward layer by layer. If the Dao strength is [-] points, then the second Dao will have [-] points, and the third Dao will already have [-] points.

Moreover, the three forces were superimposed layer upon layer, and the power was much stronger. Ren Woxing was shocked and took two steps back before standing still.

"Excellent swordsmanship, Huashan swordsmanship really lives up to its reputation, this old man admires it."

Yue Buqun's face turned pale, and the long sword was broken into three or four pieces. He said with a wry smile:
"Mr. Ren is too much for the prize. My long sword has been completely broken, and my internal energy has been greatly depleted. Mr. Ren is still calm and calm. I really admire it."

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands again, then stepped back and sat down on the chair. When Yu Fei saw Master, his hands trembled slightly. He knew that Master might have really exhausted his internal energy, and he hoped not to damage his foundation.

(End of this chapter)