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Chapter 89: Born for love, died for love, Brother Dao died for a good cause, great kindness! (Please order first!)
The power of the two sides on the field became more and more intense, and bursts of wind and thunder burst out between the collision of their qi.

Suddenly, a rainstorm hit. The pouring rain was like the upside-down Milky Way, sweeping over the sky. The huge raindrops fell down, but were all bounced off by the aura emitted by Xi Mingzhang and Hong Xixiang. The place where the two stood was completely turned into a forbidden area of ​​thunder and rain.

"Great! The weather is good, and it is pouring rain. This is a farewell for you, and it is worthy of your identity as the reincarnation of Lu Zu."

Xi Mingzhang smiled faintly, and time seemed to have stopped. The heavy rain was still hanging in the air without falling.

He didn't open his mouth to speak, but there was a hint of smile in his words, which was the telepathy that had been adjusted to suit this world.

"Practicing swordplay in the martial arts world is nothing more than horizontal, vertical, oblique, stabbing, thrusting, and lifting. This is swordsmanship. Those who have mastered the art can generate qi with their swords. Beyond that, they can use the sword immortals' method of flying swords to snatch heads. However, fighting with masters is all about controlling the flow of qi."

"I don't like these things. I always think they are too petty. I like to use force to suppress others and use the most brutal and simple way to make people return to dust."

Suddenly, the heavy rain merged with the wind and thunder in the sky, the sky changed drastically, and all the raindrops turned into colorful lightning.

Xi Mingzhang chanted the incantation and made hand gestures, the sound was like thunder, resounding through the sky:

"The divine thunder of the capital sky, calling the clouds and shaking the wind, the blue thunder and red Qi, moving and pressing the nine palaces, the red thunder and white Qi, upstream to the great sky, the white thunder and black Qi, downstream to the Xuanfeng, the black thunder and yellow Qi, the eight extremes of Yuanchong, the yellow thunder and purple Qi, the lightning fills the void, supporting the transformation above, and cutting off the demons below."

"The sky and the earth are boundless, the mysterious heart is righteous, the five thunders control evil and slay demons, take it!"

"Boom!"

Above the sky of Wudang Mountain, there seemed to be an endless thunderstorm, pouring down towards the place where Hong Xixiang was.

Zhao Xituan's face froze and he shook his head repeatedly:

"He is an expert in both swordsmanship and thunder magic. He first used the swordsmanship secret technique of the Mysterious Finger to suppress the Celestial Realm, and then used the Celestial Realm to borrow the power of heaven and earth to compete with the Earthly Immortals. How did he reach the pinnacle of these two arts at such a young age?"

The Wudang disciples looked at the yellow-robed Taoist priest who looked like a demon, and couldn't help but feel worried, especially when they saw their own junior uncle being engulfed by the thunderstorm, their expressions became extremely tense.

"No, this person's strength is hard to estimate. Your Highness the Crown Prince cannot be harmed on Mount Wudang. We must send him back to the palace immediately." Wang Zhonglou spoke decisively.

"Senior brother, what about my junior brother?" Wang Xiaoping looked worried.

"Junior brother is the reincarnation of Wudang's Lü Zu, don't worry."

Wang Xiaoping remained silent after hearing this. If he really felt that his junior brother had a sure win, why would he have taken the initiative to lead people to escape down the mountain?

“Junior brother, the Taoist tradition is important. You must not let this end the Wudang heritage.” Wang Zhonglou said solemnly.

Xu Fengnian had never expected that the demon who had a grudge against his family would be so terrifying in both talent and martial arts. He knew that the current situation was imminent, so he glanced at Jiang Ni and saw him standing there in an uncertain state, so he asked:

"Little clay man, do you want to wait for your fourth brother, or come with us?"

"I" Jiang Ni hesitated again and again, but finally said:
"I'll go with you."

"it is good."

Xu Fengnian's expression relaxed and he nodded immediately.

There was no time to lose. After the Wudang people took Xu Fengnian and others away, a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain couldn't help but ask:
"Master, should we also leave this troubled place immediately?"

"Let's go. I'm still waiting for you to stay useful. I'm looking for a successor who can inherit my lineage." Taking into account his previous actions, Zhao Xituan also led the people from the Dragon and Tiger Sect to leave.

In the huge Wudang Mountain, in a blink of an eye, only the two people were left fighting.

It was as if in the center of the sea of ​​thunder, huge and pure yang energy waves suddenly surged out.

A condensed golden ball of light leaped out from the sea of ​​thunder, then seemed to break through space and instantly appeared at Xi Mingzhang's neck.

"Dang!" Then an immortal sword was seen slashing at Xi Mingzhang's neck. The blade penetrated three inches into the flesh, causing blood to flow.

"Cheers! What a great fairy flying sword to take the head." Xi Mingzhang snapped his fingers, and the fairy sword at the neck flew away, and laughed wantonly:
"Brother Dao has risked his life to join the game, and has been secretly planning until now. I would have died if I had just one step away. Unfortunately, Brother Dao missed one point. I have also obtained the essence of the Vajra Realm, and have cultivated an indestructible body of Vajra."

In vain, the sea of ​​thunder disappeared bit by bit, revealing the mountain peaks that turned white. Only the bright and majestic pure yang energy was seen pouring out from the center of Hong Xixiang's eyebrows, like a long snake swimming aimlessly, which suddenly spread out and lingered around his body, and the energy could not help but condense.

He stretched out his hand and took the immortal sword. His aura suddenly increased again, and clouds and winds surged around him. In the vastness, the universe seemed to be clarified and all things were cleansed.

When Hong Xixiang raised his eyes, the thunder and lightning in the area of ​​several hundred miles centered on Wudang Mountain suddenly disappeared, and the wind and rain disappeared.

"Tsk tsk, it turns out that the love in this world can really make people commit life and death to each other. In order to kill me, Brother Dao was so determined to force his way into the Heavenly Man Realm on Earth." Xi Mingzhang said calmly:

"I just want to take revenge and settle grievances, why do you have to go to this extent?"

Hong Xixiang spoke calmly:
"For eight hundred years, Hongyi has been my heart, and I will never let you hurt her in the slightest."

Xi Mingzhang burst out laughing:
"Brother, do you believe that I have the ability to deduce the past and present?"

Without waiting for Hong Xixiang to reply, he continued:

"If it weren't for me, Brother Dao would have ridden a cow and studied for twenty years, and one day he would have been enlightened, soaring into the sky, and with one step closer, he would have snatched the whisk from the hands of Qi Xianxia, ​​the current swordsman of the Taoist sect."

"After that, he rode a crane down to the south of the Yangtze River, wishing to preach the truth to the world for another three hundred years. He died and reincarnated in exchange for Xu Zhihu's ascension."

"After reincarnation, he was taken back to Wudang Mountain by the Wudang master of that generation."

When Hong Xixiang heard this, he frowned and asked, "What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"

"I just want to teach you that the common people in the world only care about their own food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and they don't care much about you, a fake Taoist who practices the Way of Heaven and thinks about emotions."

Xi Mingzhang smiled faintly:
"Just go and die, and see how many people among the millions of people care about the righteousness of the world you talk about."

"If we don't agree, then there's no point in saying anything. Please go to your death!" Hong Xixiang stood with a sword in his hand.

When Xi Mingzhang heard this, he laughed inexplicably and said:
"Hahaha, Brother Dao has been fooled!"

After saying this, the whole person's figure seemed real and illusory, like a dream bubble.

Hong Xixiang's eyes focused and he swung his sword. Xi Mingzhang's figure was destroyed by the sword energy and suddenly appeared on a mountain not far away.

Hong Xixiang arrived in an instant and killed him with another sword.

Soon after, the eighty-one peaks of Wudang Mountain showed up one after another to attend Mingzhang's death. Hong Xixiang chased him with a sword, but all he could kill were phantoms.

After half a cup of tea, we reached the top of the main peak, outside Taizhen Palace.

"I never thought you had such a strong spiritual power. You cast an illusion on me from the beginning, hoping that I would force my way into the heavenly realm on land, but end up in a miserable end."

"It turns out that everything was already decided. You know that if I return to the top, you will not be my opponent. You don't want to fight to the death, so you want to drag me to death."

"My fellow Taoist is very scheming and his methods are despicable. I admire you very much."

Xi Mingzhang's dreamlike figure appeared in front of Hong Xixiang and said calmly:

"Brother Dao is just an ordinary person at first, and I am the best at helping others."

"Live for love, die for love, Brother Dao died a worthy death, a great kindness!"

(End of this chapter)