My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 163 Experience the No. [-] Excalibur in the World
【163】Experience the best sword in the world
"Old man, this little brother said you are a hot chicken, is he wrong?"

"I also want to enter the Duan's Ancestral Hall, but instead of offering incense, I set fire to it. Do you think I am qualified?"

The smoke and dust cleared away, the visitor's eyes bloomed brightly, and his voice was low and steady.

However, this person's tone was too arrogant, three points more crazy than Ye Xuan, and he was about to set fire to the Duan's ancestral hall, which was tantamount to digging up someone's ancestral grave.

"Master Uncle, hurry up and use one Yang finger to end this madman!"

"Grand Master Uncle, this man dared to insult my ancestor Duan, you should teach him a lesson."

Sure enough, the complexions of the Duan clan members of Tianlong Temple changed wildly, and they all looked at the middle-aged man with extremely angry eyes.

"Who are you? How dare you treat our Tianlong Temple like nothing!" Master Ji Mie's old face was full of vigilance.

The incoming martial artist is strong in martial arts, he may have already become a master, and he is by no means an unknown generation in the world.

"Hehe, Tianlong Temple?"

The man had a proud expression on his face, and a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes: "My master traveled all over Kyushu 30 years ago, and defeated 36 martial arts masters in a row, and the eighteen monks of your Tianlong Temple set up a yang finger formation, haha... ..."

The middle-aged man smiled even more: "The tutor only uses one hand!"

Cover Tianlong with one hand!

Master Ji Mie's expression changed drastically, and he pointed at the middle-aged man and said tremblingly, "You...your master is Tiandimen's world's most mad knife wave Xiaoyao?"

snort!
The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and said proudly: "Not bad."

The world is the most crazy knife!

Crazy Sword Wave is free and easy!

When the name came out, the audience was shocked.

Many martial arts rookies in the arena have never heard of Lang Xiaoyao's name, but Tiandimen is different. It is undoubtedly a huge monster with thousands of disciples!Above is the master of the heaven and earth gate, the left and right envoys of light, the four great protectors of Dharma kings, and below are the five scattered people, the four gates of heaven and earth, wind and thunder, and the five-element flag of sharp gold, giant wood, flood, raging fire, and thick earth!The forces are extremely strong.

However, due to the strength of the Huawu Empire's Tianhai clan, it is natural that such a powerful force within the empire is not allowed. Therefore, Tiandimen has gradually turned to international development. Now it has become a superpower all over the world, but it has gradually disappeared in China.

"He...he is Feng Wuji, the Fist of Ice and Iron Fist." Suddenly someone shouted wildly, and his face changed again and again!
Everyone who had heard of Feng Wuji's name turned gloomy.

He is a well-known lone ranger on the international black list. He has never failed in any mission he has taken on. He will kill everyone without exception.

"It turns out that his master is really Lang Xiaoyao, no wonder he is so powerful." Under the stage, an eminent monk from Tianlong Temple said fearfully.

Duan Qingchen frowned and said in disbelief: "Is Lang Xiaoyao very good? Can he beat Grand Master Uncle?"

The eminent monk swallowed a mouthful of saliva and smiled bitterly: "My son, when Lang Xiaoyao became famous, you were not born yet, so of course you have never heard of this name."

"Lang Xiaoyao is the bright left envoy of Tiandimen, leading thousands of congregants. It is said that he practiced his sword skills hard on the extremely cold island in the South China Sea, and created the Tiantian Guiyuan One Style. Thousands of killing moves, he took the essence and condensed them into one style. !"

"Afterwards, he stepped into the Central Plains and defeated all 36 famous martial arts masters in Kyushu with just this single sword technique! He was known as the most mad sword in the world!"

"so smart?"

Duan Qingchen secretly clicked his tongue. All his pride and confidence came from the Duan family, a family of martial arts that has been passed down for thousands of years. Since he was a child, he knew that the six-veined sword of martial arts in his family is "the best sword in the world". No one can learn it.

But this world's most mad knife is a real existence, which makes him startled.

"30 years ago, Lang Xiaoyao stepped into Yunzhou to ask for advice on the six-meridian sword of the Duan family in Dali. In desperation, the eighteen eminent monks of Tianlong Temple had to form a one-yang finger array to fight against the enemy. In the end, Lang Xiaoyao used one force to defeat the ten-member sword. Method, defeat with one punch."

The eminent monk said with great heartache: "From now on, Gai Tianlong with one hand has become the laughing stock of Tianlong Temple."

"So powerful?" Duan Qingchen was dejected, "Could it be that no one can cure him?"

"In the end, thanks to the backbone of the empire, the mainstay Hua Yingxiong, Lang Xiaoyao was defeated. Later, I heard that Lang Xiaoyao lived in seclusion on the extremely cold island. He had an epiphany of martial arts in the snowstorm and tsunami. After calculation, it has been 30 years."

When it comes to Hua Yingxiong, it is even more thunderous!
This is a hero respected by His Majesty Emperor Tianhai, a peerless genius who is expected to break through Wu Zong and step into the Supreme Realm, guarding Zhonghai City alone, stepping on the economic lifeline of Huaguo, and even a giant pillar in the southern army!
Hearing these dusty past events, the eyes of the older generation showed deep fear, and the younger generation yearned for the heroic figure of roaming the rivers and lakes, and their faces were full of longing.

Ye Xuan heard that this person was Feng Wuji, looked up, then lowered his head again, a smile flashed in his eyes!
Master Ji Mie's voice trembled slightly: "Feng Wuji, what do you want to do when you come to my Tianlong Temple?"

"Thirty years ago, my master wanted to learn the power of the world's number one sword, the six-veined sword, but unfortunately the eighteen eminent monks of your temple joined forces and lost to my master!"

Feng Wuji looked at Master Nirvana indifferently: "I heard that Master has stepped into the realm of Wuzong, and the power of Yiyang Finger is amazing, so I came here to ask for advice on behalf of Master."

He said he was asking for advice, but everyone could hear the deep disdain in those words.

Master Nirvana's face was as heavy as iron, and he said slightly:

"The way of martial arts is aimed at strengthening the body. Fighting, killing and killing is a small way. Monks pay attention to harmony and wealth. I think it's better to forget it."

"Using my master's unique skill of the cold iron fist, I have come here to experience the six-meridian sword of Tianlong Temple!"

Feng Wuji looked around the audience, his gaze was like a torch, and he said proudly:
"If you don't dare, Tianlong Temple only needs to admit that the Six Meridians Excalibur is just a bid to sell the first, and it has a false name. It is far inferior to my master's Tianxiaguiyuan Yishi, and I will leave immediately."

At this moment, the atmosphere in the audience was extremely solemn, and the entire Tianlong Temple seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

This is no longer a personal struggle, but has risen to the reputation of Tianlong Temple that has been passed down for thousands of years.

The number one sword in the world, the six-veined sword, has been powerful for thousands of years, how can it be surrendered?
"In this case, benefactor, please make a move." Master Ji Mie went all out, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, his momentum suddenly changed, and his eyes were burning.

"That's true! At the end of October of the [-] year, Feng Wuji went to Tianlong Temple again, and came to ask for the world's number one sword, the six-veined sword, on behalf of his teacher!"

After finishing speaking, he stomped his feet violently, his figure swelled three inches, purple light flowed all over his body, and finally gathered on his fists slowly.

"Crack! Crack!"

There is an electric fire snake hidden on the fist, and the terrifying pressure on the fist can be felt from a distance of more than ten meters. The whole martial arts field seems to be covered with a layer of frost instantly. Some people with weak martial arts cultivation are already trembling .

The rain is coming from the wind!
A big battle is about to start!
(End of this chapter)