I am also the king of Wudang, with multiple fiancees at the start

Qiu Chuji couldn't recover for a long time.

……

Among Wudang.

Zhang Daoling and Song Yuanqiao both looked worried when they saw such a shocking collision.

"This Zou Yan is really tyrannical!"

"Brother, I'm afraid it's in danger."

The two of them didn't have a clear understanding of Wang Ye's strength, but no matter how strong Wang Ye was, there was a limit. He was just a little Taoist priest in his 20s.

Facing the old monster who has practiced for hundreds of years, won the position of immortal, and practiced in the sky, how can the king win?

No matter how you look at it, he has no chance of winning!

"Master, won't you make a move. 々?"

"Senior brother may be beheaded at any time!"

Zhang Daoling was a little panicked at the moment.

In fact, the yin and yang energy in the sky is terrifying, and he can feel the oppressive feeling across the mountains and rivers who don't know how far away.

How terrible pressure should Wang Ye, who is in the center, bear?

Song Yuanqiao also frowned, looked at his master, and asked softly: "Master, do you think the king still has hope of winning?"

Just when the two were anxious.

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly turned his head, looked at them, and smiled slightly: "I believe the king is the same."

"He can kill it himself."

Zhang Daoling and Zhang Daoling looked at each other, they both scratched their heads, even if they wanted to break their heads, they couldn't figure out how Wang Ye could defeat Zou Yan.

It's just fantastic.

……

Countless eyes gathered here.

On Xiaoxiang City, the black and white light gradually dissipated.

The figures of Zou Yan and Wang Yezhi also floated in mid-air, clearly displayed in front of people's eyes.

I see.

On Zou Yan's old face, there was a touch of paleness, which was obviously exhausted, and he was already a little bit powerless at the moment.

Although he is a fairy, his talent is not outstanding, and he has not improved much in the sky.

Although the celestial power is strong, the burden is also heavy.

His light green taoist robe had already been torn into pieces with large holes, making him look miserable.

That silver hair was cut into many pieces by the sharp sword energy, and it didn't know where it went.

Looking at his body again, sword marks of different shades were exposed, dripping with blood.

Fortunately, during the surge of fairy light, his flesh wounds recovered quickly.

This is also the ability of immortals.

the other side.

Wang Ye didn't see too much fatigue at the moment.

His hair was flying endlessly along the wind, his eyes were black and white, extremely sharp, and his aura was at its most surging and at its peak.

The tyrannical collision before did not cause any injuries to him, and it didn't even consume much!

"puff--"

Just now.

Zou Yan's chest heaved for a while, and his face turned red, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and the blood mist filled the air.

It is so clear that it can be seen thousands of miles away.

The whole world looked at the blood mist.

"how is this possible……"

Shocking words came from everywhere in the world!

"Such a terrifying collision, the king actually won?!"

"What a joke!"

"Zou Yan was injured, and was injured by Wang Ye!"

"Mortal, the old god who has been hurt for hundreds of years?"

A sound of shocking and incomprehensible words rushed towards Xiaoxiang City from all directions, and all these voices fell into Zou Yan's ears.

On Xiaoxiang City.

Looking at this scene, Bai Xiaonian even waved his flag and shouted, jumping left and right, shouting: "Brother-in-law is mighty!!"

"Awesome!! Kill this old thief!"

"Fucking god, not even a finger of my brother-in-law!"

"Do you still want to dominate the Central Plains? Do you want to promote the Yin Yang family?!"

"I think it's better for the Yin Yang family to be extinct earlier!"

"Bullshit, it's all bullshit, hahaha!!"

Bai Xiaonian's voice was presumptuous, outputting on the city wall.

in the dark.

Old Martial God Li was extremely shocked at this moment.

How old is the king?Less than thirty!

What was he doing in his 30s?Not even land gods!

"horrible!!"

"Wang Ye's talent is simply unprecedented. He is going against the sky!"

Martial God Li was amazed again and again.

"As expected of Zhang Sanfeng's valued disciple, he is really too strong!"

"Cultivation and talent are all top notch!"

"If this is the case, what can I ask for?"

Old Martial God Li was full of envy.

Who wouldn't want to have a successor like this?

He is also old now, and needs to find someone to inherit his abilities, but until now, there is no suitable candidate.

"It seems that the king does not need my help at all, and he can directly take down Zou Yan."

"Today, I don't need to take action."

Old Martial God Li was always nervous, but now that the situation of the battle was clear, he relaxed a lot.

……

under the city.

Zhang Han is fighting hard, the gate of Xiaoxiang City is narrow, and they are cavalry, it is difficult to rush in directly.

Easy to defend, difficult to attack.

As he said, with such a forceful charge, if he wanted to take this city, he would have to spend a full [-]% more troops.

Today, thousands of his [-] Qin cavalry have died.

What a loss!

But he didn't order to retreat, just because he was also looking forward to it, Zou Yan quickly won the king, and then came to help him fight the enemy.

But until now...

Zhang Han raised his head and looked up to the sky, just in time to see Zou Yan spat out a mouthful of blood.

In an instant, Zhang Han's head was covered with black lines, and he almost fainted when his eyes became dark.

There are more than 20 immortals, and the entire family property of the Yinyang family is here, but now, only the old ancestor is left?

What about the rest? !

all dead? ! ! !

Zhang Han was already dumbfounded, and most of the fighting spirit in his heart had dissipated.

How can he not understand?

In mid-air, the king was arrogant and domineering, and the old ancestor was already sick and seriously injured.

The momentum is simply incomparable.

"what is this?!"

Zhang Han was terrified!

"If Zou Yan is defeated, the king can directly slaughter my [-] Qin cavalry!"

"Then the king is so tyrannical?"

"It's over, it's over!"

Zhang Han stared blankly at Zhao Tuo's [-] elite soldiers, who had no fighting spirit at the moment.

This battle depends entirely on the sky.

If Zou Yan was defeated, their [-] cavalry would not be enough to kill Wang Ye alone.

If the king is also defeated, they can easily break through the city, behead Zhao Tuo, complete all tasks perfectly, and capture Bai Xiaonian.

But now, hope is slim.

Zou Yan has already lost.

Zhang Han stood at the forefront of the team, but at the moment he didn't know what to do.

Still continue to charge?

……

half empty.

Wang Ye's aura bloomed without any concealment, and the black and white Tai Chi picture wrapped around his back, so tyrannical.

"The patriarch of the Yinyang family, that's all."

Wang Ye's hair was flying, and the wind and clouds were turbulent, which made a trace of domineering appear on his handsome face.

"What about the gods?"

"You can't practice Taoism in the human world? You want to be the dog of a fairy god."

Wang also teased lightly, and then he raised his hand, condensing a black and white long sword with the supreme Tai Chi sword intent.

"ended."

"You want to define this battle as a battle between Yin-Yang and Taoism. Now it seems that your Yin-Yang family is not as good as Taoism."

He said so.

Wang also didn't care about the dispute between the Taoist school and the Yin-Yang family. Fame and fortune are the small ways, but what he cultivates is the great way.

Saying this right now is just to provoke that Zou Yan.

A hundred-footed worm, dead but not stiff.

Zou Yan is a god who has lived for hundreds of years, maybe he has hidden some desperate moves.

Although Wang Ye is confident, he doesn't want to fall into the pit.