At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 138 Wudang is in trouble
far away.

The young Taoist priest stood up straight and looked towards Xue Changqing.

"interesting."

Xue Changqing retracted his gaze and ignored the little Taoist priest, and just walked towards the Wudang leader.

With every step he took, the aura on his body became stronger, and after a few steps, the aura covered the sky and the sun.

The Wudang disciples were almost suffocating, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their heads.

Their faces were filled with fear, the bones and meridians in their bodies were trembling, and their strength was quickly dissipating.

"boom."

The two timid disciples were so frightened that their eyes rolled back and they fainted.

Xue Changqing remembered Xiao Han's instructions. It would be best to kill Wang Chuyi. If he couldn't kill him, he would have to destroy his cultivation and internal strength.

far away.

The young Taoist priest stretched out his hands, and the power of heaven and earth descended, suppressing Xue Guanzi.

"Get out of the way."

Xue Changqing spoke, without even a second glance, he stretched out his right hand and gently pushed in the direction of the little Taoist priest.

"boom."

The true energy that could be seen with the naked eye exploded and turned into a wave of air, shaking the entire Wudang Mountain.

The power of heaven and earth collapsed, and the young Taoist priest retreated several steps with a hint of surprise on his face.

"If you were in your prime, I might be a little afraid of you."

Xue Changqing's voice echoed in the ears of countless Wudang disciples.

"But the limitation is only a half-crippled body. It's not enough to stop me."

After saying that, he appeared in front of the Wudang headmaster, clenched his right palm, and directly struck his heart meridian.

Several more powerful auras appeared and rushed towards Xue Changqing.

"boom."

With a palm strike, the surging palm force pushed back all the Wudang masters who rushed over.

"Buzzing."

"Buzzing."

In a corner of the Zhenwu Palace, the ancient sword made a clanging sound that shook the earth and tore through the clouds.

"Pfft."

Above Wudang.

The rolling dark clouds suddenly split in the middle, and then countless golden lights burst out from behind the clouds and fell on the earth.

Bathed in the morning light, the solemn and murderous atmosphere in Wudang Mountain was somewhat dissipated.

The young Taoist waved his sleeves, and the next moment, the ancient sword that had been silent for hundreds of years was unsheathed and soared into the sky, like a dragon, with shimmering sword light.

at the same time.

The aura of the young Taoist priest was also rising steadily, and his eyes were extremely deep.

The sword pointed out, and the void in front of Wang was drawn. The ancient sword that was shuttling through the clouds and mist was inspired and turned into a cold light, rushing towards Xue Changqing.

Dense sword energy emerged from the void, enveloping the ancient sword and spanning half of the Wudang Mountain gate.

Xue Changqing did not continue to attack the Wudang leader, but turned his head and looked towards the sword light.

There was no sign of panic on his face. He just raised his right hand slowly, and his powerful internal force turned into a barrier and went towards the sword light.

"boom."

The sword and palm collided, and two forces far beyond the celestial realm erupted on Mount Wudang.

The devastating shock wave spread in all directions.

Wherever it went, everything was torn apart, and the nearby halls collapsed and turned into ruins.

"Boom."

"Boom."

The storm raged, and under Xue Changqing's move, half of the Wudang Mountain occupied by the young Taoist priest shook violently.

The blue bricks shattered, and huge cracks appeared and extended to the surroundings. The young man took several steps back.

Looking over there, the sharp edge of the ancient sword was blocked by a white hand, making it difficult to advance even a little bit.

Xue Changqing waved his right sleeve, and the sword of the founder of Wudang was knocked back.

The young man pointed his sword again, and in an instant, the circling ancient sword drew an arc and went towards Xue Changqing again.

Jizhou, Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.

Listen to the tide at the bottom of the lake.

The one-armed old man who was dozing suddenly opened his eyes, with a little brilliance in his eyes. In a moment, he took a step and appeared in the Marquis's Mansion. "Why did you come out?"

The sudden appearance of the one-armed old man made Xie Xuanli frown slightly.

Over the years, the old man has never left the bottom of the lake.

"Wudang is in trouble."

The one-armed old man spoke with a serious tone.

"Who?"

Xie Xuanli spoke with a frown on his face.

"do not know."

"Very strong."

The one-armed old man was a little hunched over and picked his nose. "Even that guy was forced to take action."

Names flashed through Xie Xuanli's mind quickly, and he finally said, "It can't be the one in Xiangyang City."

"Probably not."

The one-armed old man said disdainfully: "If the old monster from Xiangyang City had taken action, the headmaster of Wudang would have been dead."

Hearing this, Xie Xuanli felt a little uneasy.

In his plan, Wang Chuyi is an extremely important hidden chess piece, even irreplaceable.

Seeing his expression, the one-armed old man knew what Xie Xuanli was thinking and nodded slightly: "Well, since I'm itching to do something, I'll meet this young man in the martial arts world."

When she was roaming the martial arts world, it was sixty years ago. Nowadays, there are very few people in the martial arts world who are of the same generation as the one-armed old man.

"We are thousands of miles apart, can we make it in time?"

Xie Xuanli asked.

"There's enough time."

The one-armed old man nodded, then narrowed his eyes, stretched out his only remaining arm, and pointed it at a sword.

He shouted, "Get up."

In a moment, the sound spread throughout the mansion, and the next moment, weapons began to vibrate.

"what happened?"

The guards of the Marquis' Mansion looked at the swords that kept vibrating in their hands, as if they were about to be unsheathed, and the faint sound of swords echoed in their ears.

They looked at each other, and before they could react, the swords in their hands were unsheathed.

The Zhenbei Marquis Mansion was shocked.

Jizhou was shocked.

In each courtyard.

All the swords made a low buzzing sound, and then swords that had been silent for a long time were unsheathed, rushed out of the courtyard, cut through the cool breeze, and soared into the sky.

"This is?"

Countless people looked up and looked at the sword lights rising into the sky from all directions with shocked expressions.

"very scary."

In the Hou Mansion.

A martial artist at the Grandmaster level spoke, his tone filled with shock and disbelief that was difficult to conceal.

In all his years of roaming the martial arts world, he had never seen such a horrifying scene.

More and more swords rose into the air, hovering above the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, emitting terrifying sharpness.

"Who on earth is it? How could he have such means?"

“It’s amazing.”

"incredible."

“Is this something a human can still do?”

The same was true for Xie Xuanli. He stood at the entrance of the hall with his hands behind his back, looking at the swords filling the sky, and felt his scalp tingling.

He glanced at the one-armed old man beside him and exclaimed, "You old man, you are really amazing."

"what is this?"

The one-armed old man disagreed: "Any great sword master can do it."

The corners of Xie Xuanli's mouth twitched unconsciously, and a few black lines appeared between his eyebrows.

"go."

The one-armed old man pointed his sword, and thousands of swords gathered together, turning into a long river of swords, rising from Jizhou and Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, soaring up, tearing through the clouds and mist, and heading towards Wudang.

(End of this chapter)