"What about poor Dao?"
Hearing this voice, everyone turned their heads.
In the next moment, a hundred meters away from the east, a veteran figure appeared out of thin air.
Wearing a crown of seven stars, wearing a black robe, crane bones loose posture, face like an ancient moon, beard trimmed like a halberd, a pair of fairy wind Tao bones.
And the aura that bloomed from him was not weaker than Mu Yunfeng, the head of Huashan, and faintly better than that.
There is no doubt that this is another peerless powerhouse at the pinnacle of the terrain.
Among the disciples of the Sun family, some couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Oh my god! This is Zhongnanshan Quanzhen Taoist Master-Danyangzi!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan's face changed slightly, and he didn't expect another martial artist to come to help.
Located in Xijing City, Zhongnan Mountain is a section of the Qinling Mountains. It is the birthplace of China's "Tao Culture" and is known as the "Xiandu", "Crown of the Cave", and "The Most Blessed Land in the World".
Quanzhen Tao, heir to the legacy of the old emperor Taishang, inherits the teachings of Emperor Zhengyang Zhongliquan, and the two ancestors of Chunyang Emperor Lu Dongbin, established the ancestry in Chongyang Quanzhen Emperor Fuji EmperorWang Chongyang, was the world It is regarded as "Tai Shang Xuan Men Authentic".
In the entire Taoism, the status is extremely respected.
In addition, Quanzhen Dao's cultivation method is also very special. It is based on inner alchemy, advocating life, first cultivating nature, then life, removing emotions and desires, and seeing Tao with clarity.
All monks of the Quanzhen Sect will use a special technique to condense a special inner pill called "Golden Pill" in the lower abdomen dantian.
Of course, this "golden core" is completely different from the golden core realm of the immortal world.
The golden ones are the things that are firm and permanent and indestructible; the pill ones are the perfect things that are pure and innocent. The ancients used the name "golden pill" to metaphorically realize the true spirit of nature.
This nature is called Tai Chi in Confucianism, Yuanjue in Buddhism, and Jindan in Taoism. Although the name is divided into three, it is actually one thing.
Confucianism is sacred, Buddhism is Buddha, and Taoism is immortal.
The Danyangzi in front of him can become the Master of Quanzhen Taoism, an extraordinary and vulgar generation, and is only one step away from the realm of heaven.
At this moment, the menacing Danyangzi, together with Mu Yunfeng, attacked Ye Fan back and forth, locking in his aura, as if he was about to perform a thunderous blow in the next moment.
Upon seeing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:
"The head of the Huashan School, coupled with the Master of Quanzhen Taoism, is a resounding master even in the ancient martial arts world! Tsk tsk...The medicine king Sun family's thousand-year history is really extraordinary, and it can be summoned in such a short time. Here are two strong men to help out!"
Hearing these words, Mu Yunfeng and Dan Yangzi thought that Ye Fan was afraid of hearing his own name.
In the eyebrows of the two of them, proud and proud could not be revealed.
"but--"
Suddenly, Ye Fan's conversation turned, his head held high, and proudly said: "Even if you two join hands, you are still not my opponent! To be more precise, you want to be my enemy, like a man's arm as a car, a worm shaking a tree, Overestimate!"
...
"boom!"
Ye Fan's words were like a blockbuster hitting the calm water surface, stirring up a thousand waves, causing an uproar in the court.
"Vertical arrogant!"
Mu Yunfeng burst out with a low drink, his chest undulating, as if there was raging anger in it, gritted his teeth and said:
"Boy, I have to admit that you are indeed capable of making the Sun family into a desperate situation! But you are too young. If it is another ten years, we may not be your opponent. We can only retreat! But now... I will join hands with Danyang Zi Zhangjiao to kill you, so easy!"
With that, he yanked his sword out of its sheath.
"Chang!"
A high-pitched sword sounded like Hong Zhong Dalu, resounding through the world.
The next moment, a three-foot green front appeared in Mu Yunfeng's hand. The blade was long and narrow, with a straight blade, clean and dust-free, with a simple and elegant shape, and a sharp, sharp blade.
"Sword name-Canglang! Please enlighten me!"
As soon as the voice fell, Mu Yunfeng didn't wait for Ye Fan to react at all, and stood up sharply, fast as thunder, with unparalleled momentum.
The Huashan School is a well-known and upright school in the world. Its swordsmanship has been tempered by masters of the past dynasties and is exquisite. Most of the sword moves are derived from Huashan’s "odd" and "risky". The artistic conception of "Winning in danger" is extraordinary, powerful, and kills people at every turn.
And now, as soon as Mu Yunfeng made his move, he used the most tricky and deadly serial sword in Huashan swordsmanship.
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
For a time, the sword intent was agitated, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.
Canglang Sword carried the killing intent of Jiji, and attacked Ye Fan's body everywhere.
Once it is glued, the Canglang Sword will be like a gangrene attached to bones, with deadly moves, and can cut the enemy into pieces in an instant.
However, looking at this vicious sword move, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear, rooting under his feet, motionless, without any intention to dodge.
Seeing him so big, Mu Yunfeng's heart suddenly burned with anger, as if he had been greatly humiliated, and gritted his teeth:
"Boy, are you looking down on me? Looking for death!!!"
At the same time, Mu Yunfeng's internal energy in his dantian was as turbulent as a volcanic eruption, injected into this sword, tearing the surrounding air away.
The sharp point of the sword, enough to split the mountain and rock, pierced Ye Fan's eyebrows.
However, it did not appear as Mu Yunfeng expected that the long sword penetrated his head.
"Chang!"
The sound of gold and iron sympathizing suddenly sounded.
"boom!"
With a strong counter-shock force from the Canglang Sword, Mu Yunfeng was shocked to retreat seven or eight steps before he could barely stand firm, his right hand twitched, almost unable to hold the sword.
On the other hand, Ye Fan was still standing on the spot, his forehead was intact, not to mention the wound, he didn't even leave any shallow white marks.
...
This incredible scene caused an unprecedented visual impact on everyone in the venue.
Shocked!
Unparalleled shock!
It is difficult to describe that feeling in words.
As the person involved, Mu Yunfeng was so surprised that a huge wave was set off in his heart.
As for the power of the sword just now, he naturally knows best, even if it is a real powerhouse, it is impossible to shake it with a physical body.
Ye Fan, who was in front of him, actually did it. This was almost the pinnacle of his worldview.
It took more than half a minute for Mu Yunfeng to recover from the shock and stammered:
"The flesh is sanctified, and the King Kong is not bad. Only the living Buddha of the legendary Western Regions possesses such supernatural powers! Boy, who are you?!"
Hearing this question, Ye Fan shrugged with a nonchalant expression, but did not answer his question.
The Cangtian Hegemony body is the most mysterious sacred body in the world, and even the Beichen Immortal Venerable Wei Lao was amazed.
Not only did Ye Fan cultivate the Cangtian Overlord Body to the second level, Dongfang Mingyue even gave him Phoenix essence and blood in Diancang Mountain.
As a result, Ye Fan possessed the power of Phoenix's Nirvana in his body, and his physical strength was far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Even if a strong person at the top of the terrain holds a divine weapon, he can hardly hurt him.
But in the eyes of outsiders, such steel and iron bones are really too enchanting, and it is no different from opening it.
"Ho ho ho!"
Suddenly, Mu Yunfeng uttered a roar, his eyes were about to split, as if he did not believe in evil, he stood up with his sword again and slashed at Ye Fan frantically.
"Zheng clank clank clank!!!"
In a few breaths, he actually cut out hundreds of swords, like mercury pouring in the ground, impervious to the wind, and every sword contained twelve percent of the energy.
Even a hill, I am afraid it has already turned into powder and no longer exists.
However, in the face of such indiscriminate bombing, Ye Fan was like an optimistic pillar, standing proudly in the world, standing still and unharmed.
After more than half a minute, Mu Yunfeng's figure retreated tens of meters, and the strong counter-shock force shattered his sword-holding tiger's mouth, and red blood gurgled out.
Ye Fan yawned carelessly, as if he was just bitten by a mosquito, and said indifferently: "It's really boring! The head of the dignified Huashan faction, it turns out that this is all you can do! Hey... are you enough?"
"you!!!"
Facing this questioning, Mu Yunfeng was shocked and angry, unable to speak for a while.
Suddenly, Ye Fan reduced his relaxed expression, his expression changed, his eyes burst with sharp light, like a domineering king, his voice sounded like thunder:
"If you play enough, then it's my turn!"
"The sky doesn't give birth to me, Ye Beichen, martial arts are as long as night!"
