my wife is god catcher

Chapter 219
Mang Mountain is located in the north of Luoyang City, also known as Beimang, Mang Mountain, Jia Mountain, etc., mostly loess hills.

There are 33 famous peaks in Mang Mountain, including Pingfeng Mountain, the hometown of Yanhuang, Yisu Mountain, the former capital of Huaxu, and Cuiyun Peak, the ancestral court of Daoyuan. It is one of the 72 blessed places of Taoism.

However, if Mang Mountain is the most famous, it must not be these peaks, but the tomb culture.

Mang Mountain is the burial place where emperors, nobles and prominent figures flock to. There are hundreds of thousands of ancient tombs.

If such a place is used for a duel, people will inevitably be accused of disturbing the undead.

But there is a duel here.

At that time, Yu Wenhua rebelled and hanged Yang Guang to death. Yang Guang's young daughter fled with a broken arm.

The one-armed nun has eight major disciples, especially the closed disciple Lu Siniang who is the best, who has developed the Mangshan School to its peak. Now the master is Cao Jin'er, a disciple of the third generation.

Cao Jin'er's martial arts ability is mediocre, and he couldn't even defend Chengdu. Mangshan declined accordingly, giving up a large area of ​​land, which was an excellent place for decisive battles.

The inner city of Luoyang is some distance away from Mount Mang, but Li Jinyu and Taoist Mu are so light-hearted, they have already arrived at the agreed position between rising and falling.

"Chong!"

Taoist Mu drew out his sword!
"Chong!"

Li Jinyu Xuanjian has two swords in hand.

Taoist Mu drew his sword, Li Jinyu couldn't be empty-handed, but a spear and a short knife were not suitable, so he simply took out the double-edged black sword he had just obtained, and took the opportunity to test this pair of magic weapons.

"The weapon you just got, take it out and use it right away, you are really good!"

"What if it rotted overnight?"

"You don't use familiar weapons?"

"When I hold the double blades in my hands, they are the weapons I am familiar with. The shape of this pair of weapons is more similar to a straight knife. You must be careful!"

"You say you can't chew as much as you want, but you practice so much, you are such a bastard."

"Because I can practice to perfection!"

Li Jinyu yelled loudly, his body was covered with a layer of blood, and the Xuan Jian's double blade also burst into a bloody light.

Between lightning and flint, Li Jinyu flew in front of Taoist Mu, slashing with both blades at the same time, and the air was filled with bloody evil aura, like a blood river sword.

Heavy saber glows flickered past, forming a blood-red air net in an instant, covering Taoist Mu.

Mu Taoist was slightly surprised.

At first, he was shocked by Li Jinyu's progress in martial arts, and he really admired Li Jinyu after seeing him for three days.

Secondly, I was shocked by Li Jinyu's talent in martial arts, how he subdued this pair of divine soldiers so quickly.

After thinking about it, he was right. Li Jinyu looked like a gentle and noble son, but in fact he was an out-and-out killing star. Wouldn't he be suitable for this pair of killers?
Although startled in the heart, the shot is not slow.

The sword in Mu Taoist's hand was lightly raised, and he seemed to slowly and quickly cut out a silver-white horse, which was as white and flawless as milk, and as radiant and round as silk.

Under the shroud of moonlight, this sword has an indescribable beauty, like a jade rabbit walking in the moon palace, or like a koi galloping in the Nine Heavens Milky Way.

Li Jinyu's sword technique is iron and blood killing, full of the grandeur of galloping blood and the majesty of the setting sun.

It is "the lonely smoke in the desert is straight, the long river is full of sun", and it is also "the setting sun illuminates the banner, and the horse blows and the wind rustles"!
Mu Taoist's swordsmanship is poetic and picturesque, full of the tranquility on the clear spring stone and the tranquility among the bright moon and pines.

It is "sitting alone in the secluded huangli, playing the piano and screaming again", and it is also "the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone flows upward"!
Looking from a distance, it should be the iron and blood slaughter that tore the poetic and picturesque sentiments into pieces, but when the sword energy gathered together, it quickly dissipated at the same time.

Li Jinyu spun slightly, and the white blade in his left hand whirled quickly, forming a saber-like shield, and the black blade in his right hand slashed down in the air, simply, swiftly and swiftly.

A lightning-like scattered silver light burst out from Mu Taoist's hand, followed by thousands of Taos. No matter how fast Li Jinyu moves, he can always follow him.

The swords clashed crazily, fighting dozens or hundreds of times in the blink of an eye, the sword radiance and sword energy slashed through the air, smashing all the surrounding flowers, plants and trees into pieces.

The Mang Mountain disciples heard the sound of swords clashing, but no one came out to check. With the decline of Mang Mountain, this kind of thing happened from time to time, and they had long been used to it.

Li Jinyu said:

……despise!
Do you still want Li Jinyu to express his understanding?
That is absolutely impossible!

Not only did the descendants fail to keep the foundation established by the ancestors overcoming obstacles, but they let it go to pieces.

Such a sect, no matter how many profound inheritances the ancestors left behind, is not worth a second look.

Even ordinary people can't lose their ambitions, but those who practice martial arts don't even have this kind of energy. Even if they are given nine yin and nine yang Yijin to wash their marrow, they can only practice into stinky shit!

However, Cao Jin'er was always stern, stubborn, conservative, obsessed with old ways, and favoritism to protect weaknesses. It's not surprising that he made the sect into such a ghostly appearance.

Let's put it this way, comparing Emei disciple Ding Minjun with Cao Jin'er is an insult to Ding Minjun.

At least Ding Minjun is young and beautiful, and can get married in exchange for strong support. Cao Jiner even has a grandson, and she is a stubborn old lady who has completely exhausted her potential.

Li Jinyu has no interest in Mangshan faction, and his mind is completely immersed in the duel with Mu Taoist. His attack speed is getting faster and faster, and his aura is getting stronger and stronger.

The wind blows, rolling up the dead branches and leaves all over the sky.

This was just smashed by the sword energy, and with Li Jinyu's double-edged swing, he was swept into the air.

The saber aura strikes people, the aura is fierce, and the world is full of desolation and chill.

"Roar!"

Amidst the roar, Li Jinyu's body suddenly soared into the sky, as if merging with the moonlight behind her.

"Om~~"

The two blades clashed, and blood-colored blades burst out from the body, and the whole person seemed to turn blood-colored, even the moon in mid-air was also dyed blood-colored.

Frontal Blade Claims Life, Backblade Requiems the Soul!

Although Li Jinyu had only watched Xuan Jian's double-bladed lore for an hour, he had already comprehended [-]% of the powerful move, and he used it naturally along with the battle.

Since his debut, no matter where Li Jinyu has gone, he has been triumphant and bloody all the way, how heavy the evil spirit accumulated on his body, and how iron-blooded and domineering he is.

Even if Black and White Xuanjian was resurrected, it was only as pure and thick as murderous, but it could not be compared with Li Jinyu.

Li Jinyu's body seemed to release a bloodthirsty beast, his eyes flashed crimson red, and the bloody blade flickered, and the double blades slashed out frantically.

fast!
ruthless!
Fierce!

decisive!

It looks like slashing wildly, and seems to have lost all order, but no matter whether you use the knife or withdraw the knife, dodge and move, everything is in line with the flow of heaven and earth vitality.

The leaves on the branches were dyed red by the knife light, and then were broken into countless pieces, which looked like a rain of blood!
This scene is both poignant and beautiful!
Xuan Jian's twin blades are capable of killing and cutting to the fullest, the blood-colored sword's light suddenly swallows and spits out, stretches and retracts.

Crazy as the wind, as fierce as the waves, as fierce as the fire, as powerful as the sky, murderous, and as fast as lightning, the sword lights in both hands are intertwined, without giving the opponent a chance to breathe.

Like a bloody thunderbolt across the night sky, the brilliance lingered extremely dazzling, and it seemed that a peerless demon king was born, waving the demon king's sharp claws to cut scars on the ground.

In the rain of blood all over the sky, Xuan Jian's double blades turned into two blood dragons, writhing and strangling towards Mu Taoist.

Taoist Mu tightly grasped the sword with his right hand, his unrivaled power had reached its limit unknowingly.

People in the world only know Taoist Mu's game of Fengchen, but they don't know that his internal strength swordsmanship is even higher than that of Taichan taught by Zhenwu Palace, and he is a real master of Wudang School.

"laugh!"

The long sword came out through the air!

It was like the fury of thunder, and the power of lightning, but it was faster, colder, and more terrifying than lightning.

It was as clean as green vegetables and tofu, but it could hit the sword light with extreme precision. No matter how many moves Li Jinyu made, Taoist Mu would have the sword light to deal with it.

If Li Jinyu is a stormy sea, Mu Taoist is a flat boat among the waves.

It seems that it can only go up and down with the tide, and it seems that it may capsize at any time, but no matter how strong the wave is, it will eventually be borrowed by Xiaozhou.

No matter how stormy the waves are, I will cross the sea with one leaf!
"Clang! Clang!"

Accompanied by two light sounds, Xuan Jian's double blades were blown away by Mu Taoist's sword, but the hundred-refined iron long sword in his hand was also cut into jagged teeth by the blade light.

With a flick of Li Jinyu's wrist, all the murderous aura gathered so far in the battle was condensed in tenderness.

The blue dragon in the sleeve!

With a flash of cold light, the sword came out like a dragon.

The cold and sharp knife pierced Mu Taoist's shoulder socket, which was the only flaw that could be found in the observation of the Tianzi Wangqi technique, which could be attacked.

Taoist Mu swung out his left hand violently, his inner soft palm contained strength, but his outer appearance was soft, obviously he had reached the state of perfection, his right hand thrust out the sword lightning, and gently stirred in the air, forming a spiral force.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a bang, the sword in Mu Taoist's hand shattered into tens of hundreds of pieces, and the strength of his palm was also divided into two by the light of the blade, and the blade reached straight to the socket of his shoulder.

However, the green dragon in the sleeve, which is omnipotent, only scratched the Mu Taoist's robe, but failed to damage the flesh.

On Li Jinyu's left shoulder, there was a skinny palm. Li Jinyu could go to Su Ying to heal her bone-shattering injury with just a little effort.

Taoist Mu put away his hands and said with a smile: "Your martial arts have improved a lot, you have a small knife handle!"

Li Jinyu said with a smile: "You old swordsman also needs to continue to work hard, otherwise when I surpass you, I will definitely switch our names!"

Mu Daoren said: "Then you continue to work hard!"

Li Jinyu said: "How are those old monks doing now? Is there anything unusual?"

The old monk Li Jinyu mentioned meant that there were no tigers, no lions, no elephants, and no leopards in the Valley of the Evil.

The four were driven out of the Valley of the Evil by Gongsun Oolong. Li Jinyu sent a message to Taoist Mu to recruit them, wanting to see if there was any problem with the four of them, and to deal with any problems in time.

Mu Daoren said: "No problem, I went to the Valley of the Wicked a few days ago to inquire, and it looks almost the same as before, but Gongsun Oolong is even more ferocious."

Li Jinyu said: "I remember that Gongsun Oolong once killed a master of the Wudang faction. Why did Wudang let him go? Is there any secret in this?"

Mu Taoist said: "No, I didn't kill him just because I didn't know about it. Now that I know about it, it's been so long, so I can only continue to delay."

Li Jinyu said angrily: "Why do you gentlemen of Taoism procrastinate in doing things, procrastinate, procrastinate, and procrastinate, I'm afraid that Gongsun Oolong has died of old age, so what revenge is there for you!"

Taoist Mu nodded: "This might not be a good choice, Shaolin also likes to do things like this!"

Li Jinyu said: "If you want to procrastinate, it's not so easy. Xuanci has done so many evil things, and still wants to be the abbot safely, those souls will never agree!"

Mu Taoist said: "I don't know what enmity those bald donkeys have with you, why are you always like this?"

Li Jinyu said: "No enmity, didn't you see that I just used the Seal of Encouraging Buddhism? I have always respected real eminent monks, but I just hate Xuanci."

Mu Daoren said: "In other words, if the abbot of Shaolin was someone else, maybe you wouldn't be like this?"

Li Jinyu said: "If the abbot of Shaolin is an eminent monk such as Tianzheng of Bodhi Academy, Great Compassion of Bodhidharma Academy, and Founder of Arhat Hall, I will never have any opinions."

Mu Daoren said: "According to their habits, there will be a martial arts competition. If they win, they can keep their name. If they lose, they will close the mountain to avoid disaster."

Li Jinyu said: "Then seal the mountain!"

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