Jiuzun asked

"Xiao Fan... got into trouble." Miss Mu'er exclaimed, her eyes were quite anxious.

"Yeah." Lu Mo'er called out, and continued: "Just now, Tang Wangxuan, the chief disciple of Wentian Taoist Sect, went to visit the Lord Taiyi. Hearing what Tang Wangxuan said, Zhang Xiaofan entered the forbidden area of ​​Wentian Taoist Sect and killed him. Ask the disciples of Tiandaozong."

"Hey..." Lu Mo'er suddenly called out strangely.

I saw that the paws of the three fat men were pressing on Lu Mo'er's chest, with an intoxicated expression on their faces.

Miss Mu'er hugged the third fat man, and put him back in the Winter Solstice Pavilion, her eyes widened, and the third fat man sat on the wide chair with his buttocks shaking again.

"Husband, what should I do?" Miss Mu'er called out.

"Important person." Xiao Wen raised the corners of his mouth, as evil as a demon.

Seeing Xiao Wenwen's expression, Lu Mo'er knew that he must have meant "take by force".

"Shenjun Taiyi invites you to go to Guiyi Hall to discuss this matter." Lu Mo'er finished speaking.

I saw Xiao Wendao rising into the sky, the little black dragon Kongkong and the Nine Gods Huanglong were heading towards Wentian Daozong.

The murderous intent of a single thought shocked too many people.

Whether it was the "Bajia" Immortal Sect of Ten Thousand Seas Immortal Territory, or the ordinary Taoist monastery in the mortal world, they were all startled by Xiao Wendao's killing intent and looked northwest.

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On the viewing platform from Tianjian Pavilion.

"Senior Sister, what is Xiao Wendao's chance of winning?" Long Dao asked Yu Shihu.

"Back then, when I fought Wen Tianyu, I had a 3000% chance of winning." Yu Shihu pondered, and continued: "In [-] years, now I still have a [-]% chance of winning."

The implication of Yu Shihu's words is that no matter how the years change, Wen Tianyu's Taoism is not his opponent after all.

"What about Xiao Wen?" Long Dao asked again.

"Nine times out of ten." Yu Shihu shouted, looking at Wentian Daozong in the northwest with his hands behind his back.

On Guiyi Peak of Shenjun Pavilion.

Taiyi Shenjun and Taishang Shenjun, facing the cliff and looking into the distance, watched Xiao Wenwen go towards Wentian Daozong.

"Senior brother, is this a chance or a curse." The Taishang Shenjun shouted.

"Half chance, half disaster." Taiyi Shenjun pondered, and continued: "Master, in the holy ruins, he planned a big event. But he gave the sky-reaching gourd to Xiao Wendao."

"Brother, what you mean is that I would rather die and ask Tianyu than save Xiao Wendao." The Taishang Shenjun shouted.

There was starlight in Taiyi Shenjun's eyes, and he continued: "If he wins this battle, [-]% of the great event that Master planned will be successful. If he loses, he will have to wait another [-] years."

"Then Shenjun Pavilion is going to take action." Taishang Shenjun shouted.

"No need." Taiyi Shenjun shouted, looking at Tiandaozong with his hands behind his back.

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There is sun in the sky, and the moon is hidden in the infinite.

Wentian Daozong, which is located in the northwest of Wanhai Immortal Territory, is only separated by a mountain range from the "Eight Desolation Realm" where Moxiu lives.

This mountain range is called Shen'an Mountain.

Shen'an Mountain is the best place to enjoy the moon in the entire Ten Thousand Seas Immortal Territory.

All the moons in the world are cloudy, sunny, waxing and waning.And the moonlight on Shen'an Mountain is always in the shape of a full moon.

Xiao Wenwen volleyed over Shen'an Mountain, a murderous aura pervaded the area around Shen'an Mountain.

Wentian Daozong is on Tianyi Peak of Shen'an Mountain.

And Wentian Daozong ranks in the "fifth" of the Ten Thousand Seas Immortal Realm, with Tian Haiyao on the top and Zuo Lie Buddha on the bottom.

"Master..." asked Cang Yueque of Tiandaozong.

Wen Tianyu sat cross-legged in Cang Yue Que, watching Xiao Wendao volleying in the sky on Shen'an Mountain, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Regardless of victory or defeat, let Zhang Xiaofan go." Wen Tianyu shouted.

"Zhang Xiaofan devoured the ten thousand year silkworm, don't let it go." The person beside him shouted.

"Chu Ren, do you know what's the secret behind getting a name for you as a teacher?" Wen Tianyu called out.

"The wisdom of benevolence is the only way to stabilize the mountains and rivers." Chu Ren called out.

"What you said is the art of the emperor. What you are going to do is the head of all immortals. If the world is not benevolent, you must have the tolerance of the world. If you are not benevolent for a while, you will be gone forever." Wen Tianyu shouted, breaking through the sky go.

Chu Ren took a look, and saw that what Wen Tianyu took away was the most common wooden sword.

Wen Tianyu was known as the "Sword Master", and he was addicted to swords like an idiot, and he kept three swords hidden with him.

A blunt sword with no edge.

A long, sharp sword.

One, Jinyang Peach Sword.

That Jinyang peach sword was Wen Tianyu's first fairy sword when he became famous, and it was also the sword he cherished the most.

Wen Tianyu held the Jinyang Peach Sword, with no trace of joy or sorrow in his eyes, he said, "Come and fight."

As soon as I thought about it, the wind and thunder moved.

Xiao Wen asked holding Wen Wen sword, standing in the wind, thunder and purple lightning, the tip of the sword was stained with colorless sky fire.

"No wonder, you are the big winner of this trip to heaven." Wen Tianyu shouted, holding his sword and moving.

"One sword and heaven."

I saw that Wen Tianyu's body was full of noisy sword shadows, and when he slashed with a single sword, there was a tendency of landslides.

The wind and the cloud are hard to come by, and Weishan opens.

Wen Tianyu's sword engulfed the wind and cloud between the heaven and the earth in the sword's edge.

"Wuji Xuanyi Jue." Xiao Wenwen only relied on the body of Wuji Xuanyi Jue to forcibly carry Wen Tianyu's sword.

One is attacking, the other is defending.

Borrowing the body of heaven and earth, transforming the body of one's own body.

Xiao Wendao seemed to be living in a copper wall, but the spiritual veins around him had a colorless shape.

If you look at it from a distance, Xiao Wendao is like a transparent person, the meridians and acupuncture points on his body are clear at a glance.

Just like the legendary spirit body.

Han Hai was startled, and everything was lost.

The ground where the two of them volleyed in the air had turned into ruins under their feet, and even the thousand-foot-high mountain had also turned into a piece of gravel.

Wen Tianyu glanced at Xiao Wendao, but he seemed to see his previous appearance.

Baizhan Huangsha asked the way of heaven, he became famous for "Hundred Zhans" back then, and he also regarded Baizhan as a fairy.

He knew in his heart that what made him famous in all battles was his "fighting will" in one go.

Today, Xiao Wendao's fighting spirit surpassed his former self's fighting spirit of never regretting a hundred deaths.

Thinking about it, King's Landing is a sword.

On Xiao Wenwen's eyebrows, Tathagata Sword Heart appeared, and there was a red glow in the sword heart.

Back then, Wen Tianyu also went to Junlin Jiange to enlighten Taoism, but he was trapped in the "Heng" Pavilion for no less than 500 years.

"Full of wit and wit." Wen Tianyu pondered.

He has been thinking about what the sword in the "Sheng" pavilion looks like.

Now, he sees it.

With the sword, the mystery is the best.

Sword inheritance, secrets are fun.

Turn the sword, forget the machine and turn it horizontally.

The combination of swords and vitality makes a living.

In an instant, Wen Tianyu realized the last pose of "full of wit and wit".In his eyes, there was a flash of sword light.

"Tianji Yunjing." Wen Tianyu shouted, holding the mahogany sword.

One sword breaks the sword, one thought breaks the soul.

Xiao Wenwen's sword was too evil.

This sword is too strong.

The heavenly secret cloud mirror, which could be turned into a heavenly secret trap, dissipated in an instant.

Wen Tianyu fell towards the ground, and he knew that the sword of Junlin had "33 moves".

And one move broke his Jinyang sword.

In an instant, Wen Tianyu stood on the ground, watching the sword rain fall.

One style, one style.

But they all stood aside.