Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 757 Your sword is female, my sword is male
Li Chungang stood still and looked at him coldly. The old man's temperament disappeared bit by bit, like a scarred but still sharp sword standing on the top of a mountain.

"Today, I, Li Chungang, will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven and follow Qi Xuanzhen's example and kill you, the devil."

Chu Pingsheng did not respond to his big words: "Where is Xu Fengnian?"

"Humph."

"That's right. He has to keep an eye on Huang Man'er, otherwise the other hand will belong to his biological brother. Haha, every failure makes you wiser."

Li Chungang suppressed his anger and said, "Let me ask you, is the devil monk who killed 50,000 people outside Dahuang City your subordinate?"

"Is it interesting to ask questions when you already know the answer?"

"Master Nagarjuna is a great Buddhist monk. It is extremely abominable that you have blasphemed him like this." Li Chungang said hatefully, "Lin Qing, you have committed a heinous crime. You deserve to die."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"why are you laughing?"

"Where were you when Xu Xiao massacred 71 people in the city? I am guilty of all crimes and deserve death, but what about him? Just because you have been visiting the grave of the dead ghost Lu Pao for a few years, you choose to be his dog and accuse me of being a demon. You are a righteous man who acts on behalf of heaven, Li Chungang, you are such a fucking dog."

When Li Chungang heard this, his face became even more furious. He pointed his sword backwards and shouted to the sky, "Sword, come!"

The sound comes out and the law follows, and the golden energy rises to the sky.

The low-level Taoists around the Demon-Slaying Platform felt the weapons in their hands tremble continuously, and suddenly they became lighter, and the long swords flew out of the sheaths and turned into silver lights flying towards Li Chungang.

Not only the Taoist priests around the Demon-Slaying Platform, but also the Taoist priests from all over Longhu Mountain, including those protecting Xu Fengnian and Xu Longxiang, also moved their weapons randomly, like a forest of rain, shooting towards the Demon-Slaying Platform.

Xu Longxiang didn't understand why this happened, so he ran out of the thatched pavilion and looked up. Xu Fengnian looked at his right hand and said with a hint of hatred: "Li Jianshen has returned to the immortal realm on land, Lin Qing must die!"

The Taoists were shocked when they heard this.

Even Zhao Danxia and others who were fighting against the three little ones were very shocked. They did not expect Li Chungang to be so strong. As soon as he spoke, all the swords returned to their origin.

"Sword coming?"

Chu Pingsheng looked at him with a playful expression, his forehead shining like a black sword: "Give me a dick!"

The dirty word flew into the air and hovered on both sides of Li Chungang. The swords gathered from all directions suddenly lost control, fell to the ground like rain, and trembled continuously.

"Is it fun?"

Saying "fun", the black sword between Chu Pingsheng's eyebrows disappeared, and the white sword was born. The long sword that fell to the ground took off again, but changed its direction, all floating behind him, facing the front, leading again and again, but unable to control the ten thousand swords, Li Jianshen.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk... If Li Chungang hadn't been born, would the sword path have been dark forever?"

He was mocking, and even the slightest one could hear the mockery and contempt in his words.

Li Chungang looked at the swords he had intercepted with a terribly gloomy expression, and his face, which was covered with scars, looked even more vicious and violent.

Chu Pingsheng stood with his hands behind his back, the sword light between his eyebrows dimmed, and all the long swords fell to the ground again, with clinking sounds ringing in his ears.

The low-level disciples of Mount Longhu around wanted to pick up the swords, but they didn't know which sword was theirs.

"I said I would give you time to return to the immortal land, just to break your sword and open the gate of heaven, and crush all the pride of this old dog of yours. You are only bringing shame upon yourself by doing these little tricks."

Li Chungang knew that Lin Qing still had some strength left when he fought him in Lingzhou City before. He thought that he could completely suppress the demon after entering the land of immortals. However, he did not expect that the expected "remaining strength" was so much that it made people shudder with fear. He did not dare to hold back any longer. He turned back and clenched his five fingers. A low-level Taoist priest hiding on the rest platform below was holding down a simple ancient sword with his body. The sword flew into his hand. The sunlight broke through the clouds and shone on the blade of the sword, but it seemed to be absorbed, and no light was reflected.

"Oh? The heart of the Wu Family Sword Tomb? That old man Wu Jian is really generous to you. Not only did he lose a wooden horse and ox, but today he is also losing an ancient sword with a stubborn nature."

Li Chungang was stunned when he heard this, not understanding why the devil opposite him acted like he knew everything in the world.

The four famous swords in the Wu Family Sword Tomb, Su Wang, Tai'a, Mu Ma Niu and Daliang Long Que, are known to everyone in the world. However, as a sword tomb that is known to bury tens of thousands of swords, it is impossible that there are only these four strongest swords. Swords like Li Zhu and Ju Ke are also very famous. There is another sword on the Sword Burial Mountain, which no one has been able to use from beginning to end. However, this time he brought Jiang Ni to the Wu Family Sword Tomb to view the swords. For some reason, the Sword Burial Mountain's Chest flew into his hands by itself.

In Wu Jian's words, he is completely different from the high-spirited man of his youth. Now he is holding his breath, with anger in his chest that he cannot vent, suffering that he cannot tell, and sorrow that he cannot shed. Therefore, his sword is in line with his heart, and the meaning of the sword is "expressing what one feels directly."

Now, when he was facing Lin Qing and holding the sword of his chest, he finally understood that the sword was willing to follow him out of the Wu family sword tomb for the purpose of that full-strength attack, the sword opening the gate of heaven, so that he could express his spirit and defeat the devil in battle. "Whether the chest is torn in two, or the sharp sword kills the devil, the result is undecided."

Li Chungang snorted coldly, drew his sword and flew high into the sky.

Chu Pingsheng took a step forward and was already a hundred feet away. There was a mountain stream below him, pine forests on both sides, and to the west he looked towards the Dragon Pond of Tianshi Mansion. Six of the twelve golden lotuses of fortune on the water surface had already withered.

The mountain breeze blew gently, blowing up his blue shirt. A wisp of mist was about to rise and then fall back, as if revealing his timidity.

Li Chungang slowly raised his sword, and clouds within a hundred miles seemed to be summoned to gather on the top of Longhu Mountain. The sky was completely blocked by light. Just as his opponent said, things like one sword making immortals kneel, two sleeves of green snakes, and sword energy rolling on the dragon wall, these were completely meaningless. Just like the battle in Yangchun City recounted by Ning Emei, only one sword was needed, and one sword would decide the outcome.

……

at the same time.

A burly middle-aged man holding a black tasseled spear was running quickly along the steps at the foot of the mountain towards Longhu Mountain. At the top of Jinqiang Peak, where the battle on the Demon Slaying Platform could be seen, an old man and a young boy were watching the fight between the two men intently. The old man was wearing a white robe with a gray gauze coat on the outside. He had a sparse beard that was half black and half white. The younger man was about eleven or twelve years old. He was wearing a brand new blue-white long gown, a head full of black hair, and a strange look in his eyes. He did not have the agility of a child, but revealed a strong determination. His voice was even more surprising, old and hoarse, like a person in his old age.

"It's been twenty years. The gate of heaven has been closed for twenty years. Whether I can ascend to heaven depends on this time."

The old man looked up at the sky and said, "Zhao Xuansu, don't forget our agreement."

"Can't forget."

"It doesn't matter if you forget. It's your Longhu Mountain that was destroyed anyway."

"Zhao Huangchao, you said this as if the Zhao family of Liyang can remain unscathed. If Longhu Mountain is destroyed today, it won't be long before Tai'an City is destroyed."

Needless to say, the old man was none other than Zhao Huangchao, the ancestor of the Zhao family from Liyang, who had been hiding in Longhu Mountain for many years and had planned many conspiracies. The child with a childish face and an old voice was Zhao Xuansu, a land immortal from Longhu Mountain who was older than Zhao Xiyi. Since the Heavenly Gate had been closed more than 20 years ago and had never been opened again, the land immortal he had cultivated was relatively weak, and he could not open the Heavenly Gate with his own strength like Li Chungang did. Because he had stayed in the human world for too long, he looked like he had rejuvenated and turned into a child, but in fact he was already at the end of his life and his death was not far away.

"Zhao Xuansu, Zhao Danping did not follow the instructions of the head of Longhu Mountain to negotiate with Lin Qing first to see if he could defeat him without fighting, but instead used harsh words to force him to take action. Was it you who arranged this?"

Zhao Xuansu glanced at Zhao Huangchao and said nothing.

"Your body can't hold on for much longer. Only if you inspire Li Chungang, who has returned to the land of immortals, to use his sword to open the gate of heaven and fight with Lin Qing, can you have a chance of survival. Am I right?"

"Zhao Huangchao, I just want to ascend to the immortal world and survive, but you, for the sake of your Zhao family, are willing to collude with Beimang. If I'm not mistaken, the man with a gun rushing down the mountain must be a master from Beimang."

"So what? The world is bustling with people, all for profit. The world is bustling with people, all for profit. If we have common interests, we can become friends."

"Li Yang and Bei Mang are friends?" Zhao Xuansu sneered at this, but did not delve into the fact that Zhao Huangchao's actions undermined the dignity of the royal family. Looking at Li Chungang whose momentum was rising steadily, he said, "Go ahead. According to the agreement, I will cooperate with you to kill Lin Qing before entering Tianmen."

"That's best."

"Humph, you don't want the Zhao family of Liyang to be destroyed, and I don't want to see Longhu Mountain's thousand-year foundation destroyed in one day."

……

East of Shejiang River, at the foot of Huishan Mountain.

The villa built by the Xuanyuan family is small but complete. Compared with the house on the mountain, this villa is much inferior, but it has small bridges, winding water, bamboo forest, garden, high pavilion, rockery... It has all the exquisiteness, splendor and affectation of Jiangnan gardens.

"what……"

"what……"

The first scream came from Huanggua. He went to the front yard to hang up the freshly washed Confucian clothes. When he crossed the threshold, he tripped and fell. The Confucian clothes needed to be washed again.

The last scream came from Zhao Fengya. This girl was walking behind with a wooden basin. When she saw the senior fall to the ground, she couldn't help laughing after holding it in for a long time, which annoyed the maid. Huanggua was already indignant about the fact that the master kissed Zhao Fengya's mouth on the way to Huishan. She was very resentful, so how could she let him off easily? She grabbed her ears and tore her mouth, causing Princess Liyang's little pearls to fall down in pain.

At this time, a small boat came ashore not far from the villa. The moth cocoons and silkworm cocoons from the spider web pretended to be an elderly couple who had shared weal and woe. They supported each other and walked towards the target they were going to attack.

"Wang Chudong is the most important, followed by Princess Jing'an Pei Nanwei, and then that crazy girl named Lin Xiao. The others..."

The moth cocoon began to sort out the content of the mission for this trip south to Liyang.

(End of this chapter)